660 Sky-Holding Giant Sword
660 Sky-Stretching Giant Sword
"Where is the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords?"
Yang Haoyu glanced around and shouted directly.
"Senior Brother Yang, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords has gone somewhere."
At this time, a disciple from Wanjian City said.
"No, hurry me up!!!"
Yang Haoyu's eyes narrowed and he said directly.
Rumble...
Suddenly, endless roars suddenly erupted from all around Wanjian City.
Streams of bright and dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire void.
These sword lights gathered together to form a terrifying sword rain that enveloped Wanjian City.
"..."
Feeling this scene, everyone present was stunned07.
"The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords, why don't you show up quickly!!!"
Yang Haoyu looked at the rain of swords in the sky.
He shouted with an angry look on his face.
He directly mobilized all the power in his body to swing a sword.
The sword explodes with monstrous Sword Intent.
It turned into a giant sword that held up the sky and blasted out fiercely.
boom!!!
In an instant, the rain of swords in the sky collided with the sword burst out by Yang Haoyu.
A series of roaring explosions sounded.
All the houses and buildings in Wanjian City were destroyed.
Even the City of Ten Thousand Swords almost collapsed.
Poof!!!
The next second,
Yang Haoyu trembled and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The sword he was holding shattered into pieces.
He himself was seriously injured by an unparalleled sword energy.
At this time, the strong men from Ten Thousand Swords Sect also arrived.
They looked at the now dilapidated Wanjian City, their eyes filled with shock.
"Junior Brother Yang, what on earth is going on?"
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect deacon asked directly.
"them......"
Immediately, the disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Sect pointed at Xiao Yifeng and others standing in the void in the distance.
"It's him!!!"
"Boy, are you still alive?"
The two Ten Thousand Swords Sect deacons stared at Xiao Yifeng.
Their eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords is in me, so of course I am still alive!!!"
Xiao Yifeng said calmly.
"Boy, hand over the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords!!!"
The two Ten Thousand Swords Sect deacons shouted directly.
"Why do you still want to get the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords?"
Xiao Yifeng said contemptuously.
"..."
The two people stared at Xiao Yifeng with an icy cold light in their eyes.
"The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords has recognized his master."
"If you want to rob me, you have to defeat me first."
Xiao Yifeng said with an indifferent expression.
"Boy, you are a warm-hearted ant.
"I also try to get involved with the ancestor of ten thousand swords, I really overestimate my capabilities!!!"
The other people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at Xiao Yifeng and said with disdain.
"The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords!!!"
Then they all knelt on the ground and shouted.
They knelt down and worshiped the shadow in the void.
This phantom is the illusion left by the ancestors of Wanjian 867 Sect.
His strength has reached the Great Emperor Realm, and he is a Transcendent Level powerhouse at the top of the Great Emperor level.
"Senior members of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, please give me a helping hand."
"Help this junior capture this ancestor of ten thousand swords."
"When the time comes, all the martial arts books in Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be up to you seniors to choose from."
Yang Haoyu was kneeling in front of the vision of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect ancestors and said.
"Don't worry, now that the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords has appeared here."
"It belongs to you!!!"
The illusion left by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect ancestor said in a deep voice.
He waved his hand.
The altar in Wanjian City flew towards Yang Haoyu. .
