Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

On the roof of the main hall of the Gu family, Wen took Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng to sit down with a pot of wine to watch the show.

Wen Yanzhao below held an invisible sword in his hand, with sword energy surging, as he fought with Elder Chen of the Tianwai Tianmo Sect!

The elders of the Demon Cult were naturally not so easy to deal with. Elder Chen's hands, as thin as dead branches, rushed left and right like eagle claws!

The angle was tricky and strange, and Wen Yanzhao could only deal with it with Chengying in his hand... At this moment, the sound of warming a pot of wine rang out -

"My dear nephew, you have too little practical experience! That old man can't beat you in a fight of attrition!"

Wen Hujiu shouted to Wen Yanzhao from a distance.

After hearing his uncle's reminder, Wen Yanzhao gained confidence. He was no longer obsessed with defense, but looked for opportunities to attack head-on!

"Humph! Wen family kid, your uncle underestimated me! Let me show you what the strength of the Heaven Realm is!!"

Elder Chen sneered, and the inner energy around his body suddenly surged!

Wen Yanzhao obviously sensed his abnormality, and stabbed at his weak spots and vital points with sword after sword as dense as raindrops.

But he either dodged it or his palm power deflected it, there was no chance at all!

"drink!"

Elder Chen stretched out both palms and slapped the Chengying sword that Wen Yanzhao was thrusting at him. The invisible sword body was actually made to buzz by the force of his palms!

Wen Yanzhao's palms were a little trembling, and the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and his internal energy was flowing more and more violently...

"You are just a dying coffin. What's so great about the Ninth Heaven Realm? I was at the Ninth Heaven Realm when I was twelve years old! You are so old, but your cultivation level is only the Ninth Heaven Realm. You are such a waste!"

No more fear or dread, no more concerns about the level of your realm or the amount of internal strength!

In a flash, Wen Yanzhao's state of mind changed drastically...

Wen Yanzhao was somewhat afraid of Elder Chen at the beginning, so he always kept a backup plan to protect himself.

Now that he was angered by Elder Chen, his mood changed!

At this time, Wen Yanzhao began to sense everything around him. With him as the center, the true energy escaping from the air rushed into Wen Yanzhao's body frantically!

Elder Chen naturally realized that the young man in front of him was like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, and his strength was about to rise to a higher level!

Wen Yanzhao continued to swing his sword one after another, but compared with before, the changes were earth-shaking!

Elder Chen struggled to take on every sword energy, and the sword intent and internal force contained in the Chengying sword almost suffocated him.

In a moment of carelessness, the sword energy that overflowed from his palm instantly chopped Elder Chen's purple robe into pieces!

"What are you two waiting for! Hurry up and kill him. If this kid breaks through, we will all die!"

Upon hearing the voice, Purple-Robed Marquis and White-Faced Immortal did not hesitate and jumped into the battlefield!

At this moment, Wen Yanzhao is fighting one against three.

Wenhujiu, who was still drinking and watching the show on the roof, couldn't sit still anymore!

It is not a problem for Wen Yanzhao to deal with Jiuxiao alone with his poison and the Chengying sword in his hand.

But now with the addition of two guardians from the Free Land Realm, Wen Yanzhao suddenly felt like he was outnumbered!

"Wen family boy, let's see how you can fight against the three of us?"

After Elder Chen finished speaking, he let out a terrifying howl.

"Really? What's the difference between one and a hundred?"

"They are nothing more than stepping stones for me to climb up!"

"Across all directions!"

It was the same move again that could defeat four enemies with one strike, but the difference this time was that it was performed with the Chengying Sword!

Wen Yanzhao held the sword in his right hand, infusing his inner strength into his hand, and his body danced with it...

After one move, the palm of Elder Chen's hand that had just been slapped out was shattered by the sword blade, and the Purple-Robed Marquis and the White-haired Immortal who were holding weapons were only knocked back dozens of meters and suffered some internal injuries!

A shrill howl came out from Elder Chen's mouth. He covered the blood-spattered wound on his right hand and said fiercely:

"You dare to hurt my right hand? I can't let you go! I must get rid of you today, otherwise you will definitely be my Beique's great enemy in the future!"

"Really? I'm afraid you don't have a chance!" Wen Yanzhao's face was calm and he swung his sword -

The true energy moves the nine heavens, and the sword's will penetrates heaven and earth.

The great roc rises with the wind and soars to 90,000 miles!

Wherever the sword energy passed, the tables, chairs, floor, and flowers in the Gu family courtyard were all turned into dust and dissipated, until it sank into Elder Chen's body, where its momentum stopped!

Elder Chen opened his eyes wide, and with his last bit of strength he spoke in disbelief:

"You actually broke through the realm... Fu... Yao...!"

As the word "shake" fell to the ground, a thin line of blood appeared on Elder Chen's skin from top to bottom, starting from his eyebrows.

Afterwards, the whole person was completely split into two halves by the blood line, and the dirty blood and internal organs were all over the ground!

[Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the Fuyao realm, an additional reward of 2000 reputation! ]

[Congratulations to the host for killing the Tianwaitian elder-level Xiaoyaotian realm master and gaining 2000 reputation! ]

[System prompt: The host's killing method is too cruel, causing psychological trauma to minors, and 300 reputation points will be deducted! ]

Wen Yanzhao: "Again? Fuck you..."

[System: Look, he’s getting anxious! ]

……

Witnessing Elder Chen's death on the spot, Purple-Robed Marquis and White-Faced Immortal knew they were no match for him and were worried about Yue Yao's safety, so they looked at each other and flew out of the Gu family compound at the same time!

The warm pot of wine on the roof had already felt the surge of internal force at the Fuyao level, and naturally understood it in his heart.

A smug smile spread across his face, and he murmured to himself:

“Zhao’er, this kid, tsk tsk tsk… He broke through to the Fuyao realm at the age of seventeen!

My Wen family is going to be prosperous! An old poisoner in the Great Freedom Realm, and a young poisoner in the Fuyao Realm!"

"It's just that chopping people in half is a bit too cruel. It would be better to use the poison to turn it into pus and fertilize the flowers and plants...

"What a lack of public morality... I have to teach him a lesson when I get back!"

While Wen Hujiu was still muttering to himself, Wen Yanzhao had already jumped up and came to his side.

"Uncle! I finally made a breakthrough!"

Wen Yanzhao put the Chengying Sword back into the storage space and said excitedly.

"Oh, I see! It only takes a moment! You must first change your state of mind before you can break through the realm of strength!"

He was warming the pot of wine with the look of an experienced person.

"Then why didn't you tell me then?"

Wen Yanzhao curled his lips.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish! Do you understand, little brat?"

The warm pot of wine hit Wen Yanzhao on the back of the head.

"Cousin, you are so powerful! I can feel the sword power of your sword strike even from such a distance!"

Baili Dongjun's eyes were almost full of stars.

"Don't worry, cousin. You are born with a martial vein. Sooner or later you will catch up with me."

Wen Yanzhao smiled and rubbed Baili Dongjun's little head.

"It seems that the Wen family has produced another genius, a poison swordsman who practices both poison and sword like my uncle!"

Sikong Changfeng looked at Wen Yanzhao with envy and said.

"Little Spear Fairy, you have to work hard too! When you two brothers travel the world, you can't always rely on your uncle and cousin for protection!"

Wen Hujiu took over the conversation at this moment. He seemed to have a special liking for Sikong Changfeng, and treated him and Baili Dongjun as his own nephews and took care of them.

The eight young masters of Beili watched the fierce fight just now and were shocked.

Even though the strength of the few people in the Free Land Realm is already quite good, they are still very wary of Wen Yanzhao, a genius who has reached the level of Fuyao with just one thought.

Lei Mengsha: "See, how powerful the Wen family is? The uncle and nephew, one is Da Xiaoyao, the other is Fuyao!"

Gu Jianmen: "A few days ago, he was still at the Ninth Heaven Realm. How come he suddenly rose to the top?"

Mo Xiaohei: "That's unknown. Anyway, it will take us three to five years to reach the level of their strength!"

……

The only person who didn't care about this battle was Yan Liuli, who was standing beside Gu Luoli's body with tears in her eyes.