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Chapter 451 Isn’t the ancestor very bad-tempered?
Unfortunately, young people move faster!

As a close disciple of the ancestor, I know that the person who can break into this place must be extraordinary, even if the other person has no cultivation.

With that sword, he gathered all his strength and struck Zhao Yi quickly and urgently.

Zhao Yi sighed softly, wiped the Nine Dragons Jade Seal, and with the help of purple energy, he slightly grasped his palm, and transformed into a giant purple palm of a hundred feet in size, which appeared out of thin air in front of the young man.

The giant palm covered the Immortal Palace, including the ancestor of the Litian Sword Sect who came in an instant.

Everyone felt a boundless fear. Under the suppression of the giant palm, they were unable to move at all, and their bodies could not stop trembling.

"Oh!"

The Immortal Palace was in ruins, and the entire Litian Sword Sect was trembling.

The young man who was pinned down below vomited blood, and his body was smashed into the ruins. He felt that his muscles and bones were broken, and his face was full of horror.

How can it be?

He has already entered the sage realm. Not to mention the entire spiritual world, he is also a first-rate master within the scope of the Eastern Region.

Why was he so helpless in front of that young man, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?

Just one move...

It was a complete failure!
What's more, the ancestor took action. He was at the peak of the sage realm. Under that giant palm, he didn't even have a chance to use his sword?

"It really hurts if I don't hit him!"

"It seems that the so-called Litian Sword Sect has no need to exist!"

Zhao Yi spoke calmly, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the opening below indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Litian Sword Sect turned into a stream of light and rushed to Zhao Yi at the speed of light.

Behind him, there are a group of old monsters from the Litian Sword Sect, all of whom are in the sage realm. These people are the foundation of the Litian Sword Sect. They generally do not appear easily. Only when the sect's life and death are at stake, they have to Rely on burning vitality to protect the sect.

Their appearance also represents the top combat power in the Eastern Region of the Spirit World.

Seeing these people, the surviving disciples under the ruins were very excited.

"That's great. The ancestor is out of seclusion. I'm afraid the person who comes is dead!"

"Those ancestors are rumored to have gone westward, but they are all in the back mountains. Let's see what that guy will do now!"

"Is it possible that they alone can compete with our Litian Sword Sect?"

Zhao Yi looked at the people in front of him calmly and asked, "Is this all your strength?"

The ancestor of the Litian Sword Sect, named Zhao Ling, looked at Zhao Yi with his cheeks trembling and his expression even more panicked than the young man before.

Zhao Ling served as the leader of the Litian Sword Sect for a period of time a thousand years ago.

He has a very good understanding of the sect's sect-protecting formation, and knows what kind of existence can defeat the formation.

It is far from being matched by the Sage Realm.

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding from beginning to end!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Ling, the ancestor of Litian Sword Sect, showed a flattering smile on his face, walked up to Zhao Yi and spoke quickly.

This?
Behind.

The faces of those Litian Sword Sects were blank, their hearts were in turmoil, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Is this still our ancestor?
Not that he has a hot temper and always takes revenge, but he actually speaks so flatteringly to a young man!
The most shocking thing was undoubtedly Zhao Ling's disciple. The young man was vomiting blood crazily from his mouth. He had always been very afraid of Zhao Ling, but at the same time he respected him very much. After seeing this scene, the faith in his heart collapsed instantly.

"I didn't know that senior was coming, and a group of blind disciples clashed with senior. I will apologize to senior on their behalf."

If we talk about seniority in the world of cultivation, there is no such thing as age.

Whoever has the strongest fist is the boss!

This is the eternal truth.

"Ancestor, why are you being polite to him? What do you think I brought?"

The young man from before disappeared into the ruins, and soon he was holding a shining sword.

"Youquan Sword?" "Yes, I have brought your natal flying sword. This is the most powerful sword in the entire sect. As long as you use the sword, it will be easy to kill him."

The young man ran to Zhao Ling and said with certainty.

"Snapped!"

Without waiting for a sound, he was answered with a crisp slap.

"It's useless. All these years of practice have made your brain stupid!"

"Even I don't dare to be disrespectful to my senior. How can I hurt my senior at all with just an inferior flying sword? Why don't you get out of here? It's embarrassing!"

"Pass me to order this person to be imprisoned in a forbidden place for a hundred years, and let him reflect on it."

If he was not his close disciple and had great talent in swordsmanship, he might have been torn into pieces by Zhao Ling's sword at this moment.

At this moment, Zhao Ling was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!

Even though he made it so obvious, he still wanted to let himself take action. Wasn't this asking him to die?

With that giant palm just now, I am afraid that even ten of me would not be able to stop him in the slightest.

not to mention.

He had made a move before, but it didn't work!

The young man was slapped for more than ten meters and looked at his ancestor in disbelief.

Zhao Yi looked at all this and smiled without saying a word.

This is nothing more than a formality. The so-called seclusion for a hundred years is just a joke.

He didn't come here intentionally to cause trouble for the Litian Sword Sect. Naturally, he was too lazy to take care of all this.

otherwise.

These people in front of me at this moment are already dead.

When he saw the sword, Zhao Yi became interested.

Although it is still far away from the level of artifact, it is expected to be a rare treasure, so...

"Senior, I must accept this sword. I hope it can calm your anger!"

Zhao Ling has lived for thousands of years. After noticing that Zhao Yi's eyes have been on the sword for a long time, he naturally understands what he wants.

Although he was reluctant to give it up, he could only offer the sword with blood in his heart at this moment.

as predicted.

It still had an effect. It was the first time he saw a smile on this young man's face, and his hanging heart finally dropped.

"This sword is good, but this is not the purpose of my coming. I don't know where the ancient spring in your sect is. Take me to see it quickly."

Zhao Ling knew he couldn't escape, so he immediately said: "Senior, please come with me!"

Faced with a gulf-like gap in strength, Zhao Ling honestly led him to the forbidden area.

It was an unfathomable deep spring that exuded an icy atmosphere. Before you even got close, your limbs and bones would feel numb due to the cold.

Even a little bit bone-chilling!
You know, there are still hundreds of meters away, which already makes people feel uncomfortable.

When I got closer, I felt so cold that my soul was about to freeze.

Xu Yue'er's cultivation level of only seventh level is the most obvious.

Her body was frozen stiff. The moment she stood next to Youquan, her whole body froze and she couldn't even move her eyes.

If Bai Xiang hadn't discovered it in time, he might have died.

"It's really scary. Please be careful, sir. I'll wait for you outside."

Not long after Xu Yue'er retreated, she saw three monster beasts coming out one after another, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Your cultivation has reached the sage realm, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)