Chapter 405: With one sword, the Tyrant ancestor fell

"Join Sword Yunzong?"

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the woman in white to offer such an abrupt invitation.

"Thank you for your kindness. Although I am a casual cultivator, I have already pursued goals in kendo. It is really not suitable to join any sect."

Ye Yun unceremoniously declined.

Except for the Shenlong Sect, there are no sects that can attract him in this world.

Even the power of the **** king level, he couldn't look down on it.

"That was my abrupt."

The woman in white showed an apologetic smile, her lips lightly opened, and she let out a sigh of relief.

It seems that this mysterious sword repairer from other regions will not only not join the Sword Yunzong, nor will any other forces.

Belongs to the kind of transcendent character like a wild crane.

For such characters, women in white are also extremely admired.

So she didn't continue to dissuade, but found an excuse and left quickly.

"Go back to the house and rest."

Ye Yun turned around and said lightly.

He and Mingxue Qingmulong each entered two different rooms, and then began to practice.

For Ye Yun.

He is about to break through to the god-sovereign realm now, and he doesn't need to practice, so he is only cultivating other magical powers.

After the Dark Blood Green Wood Dragon entered the Divine Land, he was greatly stimulated. On the contrary, he cultivated extremely hard, madly absorbing the spiritual energy in the Divine Land.

Houshan Bamboo House.

The woman in white suddenly appeared here.

"Master, the mysterious young sword repairman has also come and sent a young dragon. I asked him about his wishes. It is a pity that he accidentally joins any sect."

The woman in white said this, with a regretful expression on her face.

Master praised this mysterious swordsmanship. If you can join the Sword Yunzong, you will definitely be the second outstanding person like Master in the future.

"It's okay, this kind of kendo Tianjiao has a firm mind and is far more comparable to others. You must pay attention to chance in everything, and you must not force it."

The sword sovereign's voice faintly spread from the depths of the attic.

Although she was a little regretful that this genius of swordsmanship did not join the Sword Yunzong, she also didn't care about it.

She also had this idea temporarily only out of pity for her talents.

In addition to the past in his heart, Jian Zun has been in love with the practice of kendo all his life.

For his own swordsmanship, Jian Zun is also extremely confident.

Within a hundred years.

She will surely step into the half-step divine state.

Within a thousand years.

She has the confidence to hit the gods' realm to succeed.

call……

The white-clothed woman let out a sigh of relief when she heard the master's words, then turned and left.

At this time, there was still a long line at the foot of Jian Yunzong's mountain.

Countless disciples of Jianyun Sect are busy receiving monks from all major forces in the Great Luo Region.

There is also a row of houses dozens of miles to the southeast from the small courtyard of the detached house where Ye Yun lives.

At this moment, there are two old men sitting in a pavilion in the courtyard, sipping wine, one looks depressed, drinking constantly; the other is constantly consoling by the side.

Just now.

A figure flew quickly from a distance.

"Ancestor, that person is here."

This was a middle-aged man on the tenth floor of the True God Realm. He fell close and knelt before a green-robed old man.

"What are you talking nonsense? Someone coming makes you so fussed."

The old man in Qingpao took a sip of wine, narrowed his eyelids, looked at the man kneeling at his feet, and asked sharply.

"Enlighten the ancestor, the mysterious young man in white who killed the lord, now lives near us, in the ninth courtyard of the Tianzi name."

The middle-aged man trembled and said, his expression was also extremely excited at the moment, his face flushed.

When he knew the news, he immediately rushed over to report to the ancestor.

This Tyrant's ancestor, after learning the news of the fall of the Sect Master, was greatly furious and immediately went out to search for it.

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed youth is like the world has evaporated, and can't be found again.

Thinking of the ceremony of the Sword Yunzong's sacrifice to the heavens, the Tyrant ancestor came to the Sword Yunzong, trying his luck to see if he could meet the white-clothed youth.

After all, the young man in white had taken a five-clawed golden dragon at the Jinyu Auction House.

In all likelihood, it is to give gifts to Jian Yunzong.

The result really waited.

Tyrant ancestor stood up abruptly, his expression was terrifying, and his body was full of arrogance. He turned his body and was about to fly to the courtyard of No. 9 Tianzi.

"Brother Tyrant Dao, this is Jian Yunzong, if you make a move, will you arouse the anger of Jianzun?"

An old man in red hurriedly said.

"This son killed the sect master of my Tyrant Sect. He has a vengeance against my sect. Now that the enemy is nearby, why should I not repay him?"

Tyrant Patriarch said angrily.

"Brother Dao, I once owed you a favor, this time I will help you to do it together, so that the disturbance caused can also be minimized."

The old man in red sighed and stood up.

"It's so good! Then thank you brother!"

Tyrant ancestor is overjoyed.

He invited this Dao brother who was about the same strength as him to come, and he intended to find a helper.

Both of them are at the ninth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm, if you can't get it down against a small fifth floor of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Then they have no face to live.

The two great gods and monarch realm masters hit it off and flew to Tianzi No. 9 Courtyard.

When he reached the gate of this small courtyard, the old man in red suddenly stretched out his hand, and dozens of array flags immediately flew out, surrounding the small courtyard.

In an instant, a large formation rose up, surrounding the entire small courtyard, preventing any breath from leaking out.

"Brother Dao, you really think more thoroughly than me."

Tyrant Ancestor clasped his fists in his hands, showing a grateful smile.

The old man in red smiled and shook his head.

The two figures flashed and entered the courtyard.

"The people inside get out!"

Due to the protection of the large formation, the Tyrant Ancestor immediately let out a roar as soon as he came in.

"Who is so short-eyed that he took the initiative to send him to death?"

Ye Yun who was cultivating suddenly smiled and suddenly opened his eyes.

He pushed open the door and walked out.

I saw two elders standing in the courtyard, one green and one red, and their cultivation bases were on the ninth floor of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

"There are not many people who have hatred with me in the Daluo Region. You old thing, shouldn't you come from the Tyrant?"

Ye Yun carried his hands on his back, looked at the green robe old man, and asked with a light smile.

"Good boy, he is so arrogant until he died, it seems that I really don't take my Daluoyu monk in his eyes."

The Tyrant ancestor roared, his whole body was steaming, and an ocean-like powerful aura suddenly pressed towards Ye Yun.

At the same time, his hands shook, and two more black sledgehammers appeared in his hands, making the Tyrant Ancestor's majestic aura even more astonishing.

"Killed a Kui Niu Ba body, and now there is another one. Is it too long to live?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly and drew out the silver long sword.

Void.

Suddenly, a thin silver sword light appeared without warning.

This sword light is incredibly fast.

Instantly fell between the brows of Tyrant Ancestor.

The ancestor Tyrant's eyes widened, as if about to protrude, he watched a thin sword light cut into the center of his eyebrows, and he didn't even react at all.

A red line on the center of the eyebrow suddenly expanded.

puff!

A stream of blood mixed with white brains soared.

Immediately, the body of Tyrant Ancestor also split, splitting into two from the middle, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, dyeing the void red.

With one sword, the Tyrant ancestor fell.

The red-clothed old man next to him saw this scene, his whole body was erected, and a huge panic came instantaneously.

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