After living in seclusion for 10,000 years, descendants come to visit you at the beginning

"The Sword Art of Ping Yao!"

But at the moment when Lin Yichen relaxed his vigilance, the sky-shattering sword energy stirred the sky clouds, and the night seemed to be torn open. The sharp sword strike cut through the sky, and a sword fell from a hundred meters away.

"you!"

Facing the slashing sword light, Lin Yichen's eyes widened and he looked at the white figure in front of him in disbelief. There was an unbreakable confusion in his eyes, wondering why the other party appeared here, and wondering why the other party appeared here. Why did he attack himself?

That sword was too fast. Now he has no ability to avoid it.

"With a"stab" sound, the sword light fell, and golden blood spread across the night sky... A body comparable to a spiritual weapon was like nothing under this sword.

"Ah...why!"

A roar spread in all directions, and the questioning voice was filled with anger and fury.

Infinite anger gathered in Lin Yichen's chest, like a volcano about to erupt.

The two faced each other in the dark night, Lin Yichen glared He stared at the woman in front of him, his hair moving without any wind, the golden robe on his chest was torn, and the golden flesh flowed along the wound. The power of the sword had torn his skin, There was still fierce sword energy surging on the wound, preventing him from recovering from the injury.

"Sword Pingyao, Yao Yanyu."

Lin Yichen's voice was cold, and there was a sword mark torn apart by the sword light behind him, which tore a hole several meters deep in the ground.

Just in front of him, a woman in white stood quietly on the giant On the top of the tree, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, who seems to be incompatible with the fireworks of the world, is Yao Yanyu, who was known as the daughter of a saint in ancient times.

The sword in her hand flashes with cold light, and Yao Yanyu, who has perfected the three great talents of a warrior, is incomparable in terms of strength. Lin Yichen was not worth mentioning now.

But the sword in the opponent's hand made him feel a huge threat and could easily break through his defense.

And in Yao Yanyu's body, Lin Yichen could feel a powerful The power is dormant within it. If it breaks out, with his current strength, he may not be an opponent.

"Daughter of the Saint: Yao Yanyu, give me a perfect explanation, otherwise only one person will be able to walk out of here today."

Lin Yichen was not joking, his eyes were boiling with fighting spirit. Yao Yanyu had no intention of holding back before, she really wanted to kill him.

"My father: The Great Sage of Pingyao, today I am following the big demon. In order to kill the demon, I want to pick up something by the way?"

Yao Yanyu's voice was equally cold. Although there was a hint of complexity in her eyes, her will was extremely firm.

"Coming to kill the big demon?"

Lin Yichen suddenly understood that the other party came because of the power of the Divine Phoenix in his body.

"With who you are now, you can't kill me."

Lin Yichen raised his arm and spread out his fingers. Suddenly, the three powers of Taizu's Holy Fire, Great Demon Qi and Blood, and the Power of Gods and Demons were spurting out in his palm, blending together... The terrifying power distorted the vacuum.

"Slaying demons is the responsibility of my lineage... The Demon-Playing Sword Technique!"

Yao Yanyu didn't say much. Then he swept away with another sword with his backhand. The sword light lit up the night sky and went straight to the young man in front of him.

"The Sword Art of Ping Yao!"

Suddenly, there was another sound, and the spiritual sword emitted infinite brilliance in the night. With the sword stirring, the golden sword light became even brighter and more fierce!

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded in the mountains, and the next second Lin Yichen disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind the opponent, with the sword in his hand lying across the woman's snow-white jade neck.