At that moment, a figure suddenly arrived. He stood on the treetops, looking pretty and handsome. Looking closely, Ye Yan now has seventy or eighty-eight similarities with him.
At this time, he murmured: "The secret land of the stone tablet left by Wan Wuji has some meaning. It's a pity that it has not been a hundred years, so many mystery cannot be displayed."
"But I came here this time, not to see the mystery of this place. There should be that medicinal herb here, right?"
call out!
Under such words, Ye Xiaotian moved and left the place directly.
boom!
The scene in Ye Yan's mind also dissipated under this.
"Father!"
Ye Yan murmured.
More than ten years ago, my father forcibly entered this stone tablet to find medicinal materials?
The pictures here change every hundred years, and because it was more than ten years ago, the scene where Ye Xiaotian appeared here is just like today, so Ye Yan was able to completely degenerate it.
Unfortunately, Ye Yan can only see for a moment.
"When my father was young?"
"It's really handsome!"
Even Ye Yan had a smile on his lips.
Ye Xiaotian has fallen, and Ye Yan will never see his father again in this life. Now that he can degenerate the scenes of that year through this Tianyan technique, Ye Yan feels a little comfort in his heart.
"Boy, hand over the leaves!"
"Ha, let's leave these leaves to us!"
At this time, a cold voice resounded here.
Ye Yan was concentrating and looked at the people around him in a moment.
There are thirteen people here.
Moreover, they were wearing the clothes of one sect and one family, and they came from two forces.
"South District?"
Looking at the marks on their clothes, Ye Yan said.
"That's right, we are indeed all from the southern district." Staring at Ye Yan, these people sneered coldly, "Two days ago, we even came to Nanyuan Mountain. We were going to kill you at that moment.
Kill, but you made such a bet with Jian Qian.”
"However, there are no other people today, and you are only comparable to the peak power of the Sixth Level Venerable, right?"
"And we are the seventh level and even the eighth level of respect!"
"Today, if you don't hand over the leaves, boy, you should understand your fate, right?"
After the words fell, the thirteen people suddenly stepped forward and surrounded Ye Yan directly.
boom!
Even one of the old men burst out the spiritual power in his body, and a cyclone of spiritual power spread out from his body. The fire-attributed physique lingers here, and a layer of pressure is suppressed towards Ye Yan.
"To be honest, I don't quite understand what I'm going to be."
"But I, Ye Yan, knows your fate very well!" Feeling this pressure, Ye Yan smiled coldly.
Um?
Listening to Ye Yan's words, the thirteen people in the southern area were extremely shocked.
What does Ye Yan mean by this?
"Boy, what do you mean? Just you can kill us? Haha, the power of the seventh level of respect is not something you can imagine." The old man's expression was extremely cold, and he transformed into a powerful force again, and he looked towards him fiercely.
Ye Yan rushed over.
"The power of the seventh level of venerable is not something I can imagine? Even the seventh level of venerable master can imagine it." Ye Yan sneered coldly, and after this words fell, the power in his body exploded in an instant.
Come.
Facing the other party's pressure, his spiritual power gathered, and golden light suddenly shone brightly.
Then under Ye Yan's control, a palm-sized mark appeared.
"town!"
As the word fell, the golden seal flew out instantly and headed towards the old man.
"Ha, you are only comparable to the Sixth-level Peak Venerable. No matter how much power you use, you will fall on me..." Looking at this mark, the old man disdained, but at this moment, his eyes were
Seeing this mark instantly blasted his spiritual power.
"What?"
His eyes widened, with a deep look of astonishment.
boom!
Before he could take action again, the golden light seal slammed hard on him. A dull voice resounded here, and even the old man's defense collapsed in an instant. Even the Venerable Armor was still cracking.
When he opened, his body was also shattered by the golden light seal.
"this?"
"Seventh-level Venerable, I will be defeated by Ye Yan?"
"Damn it, didn't those geniuses from the middle city say that Ye Yan is only comparable to the peak realm of the Sixth Level Venerable?" Looking at the scene in front of him, the remaining twelve people spoke in a moment.
"You believe their words? They didn't understand what they were. They threatened to kill me at will, but they couldn't even stop me. You are still counting on them to see my realm?" At this time, Ye
Yan Leng sneered.
"Hmph, even if you can compare with the Seventh Venerable, you will definitely not be able to compete with the Eighth Venerable!" At this time, an old man from Eighth Venerable shouted.
As his voice fell, he rushed towards Ye Yan.
But at this moment, Ye Yan directly exploded the third level of the Wandao Emperor's Body, and the Heavenly Change Technique was also used in this way, staring at the other party. Ye Yan didn't want to delay here for too long, so he got twenty of the square inch technique.
The multiplier burst out, and the spiritual power in the body gathered, turned into a long sword, and suddenly slashed down.
Boom!
When the sword came out, the golden thunder roared.
Bang!
As a sound echoed here, the Eighth-Head Venerable fell directly to the ground.
"this?"
"Ye Yan, you..."
At this moment, the eleven people were stunned on the spot, and they were really scared.
Since the geniuses in the middle city stepped into the spirit city, such as Jian Wuwen, Lu Xi and others, Shi Tong, Gu Zhantian, etc., especially in the past two days, they told everyone that Ye Yan would wait for them with one hand.
Kill Ye Yan.
What's the result?
They are only seven levels of respect!
This also made the people in Lingcheng really think that Ye Yan’s power cannot be compared with the Seventh Level Venerable.
But now, Ye Yan directly killed all the Eighth-level Venerables with one sword.
"Ye Yan, we..." These people wanted to speak, but Ye Yan's sword came out and immediately sealed their throats. Blood dripped down. All the people here died here.
"There should be no other treasures here, only this leaf can be picked, but..." Ye Yan's expression condensed. Although it was just a leaf, the runes on it were half-step Human Emperor runes.
Once activated, powerful power will burst out.
Wow!
Under this, Ye Yan's figure moved and came to the mountain in front of him.
When they stepped into this place, many young people gathered and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
"How can it be done?"
"One Hundred Sword Shadows? Who can break this record?"
"Damn it, you need to break ten records before you can, but just this first record is something no one can do."
As everyone stared at him, a figure suddenly sounded: "Ha, the people from the north are indeed disabled, and even such records cannot be broken?"
With this sound, everyone's eyes instantly gathered.
"Sword No Question!"
Looking at this young man, many people's bodies trembled.
As for Ye Yan, his eyes also narrowed slightly. Is this person actually here?
It's such a coincidence?
However, at this time, Ye Yan's eyes also fell in front of him. At this mountain, there was an ancient stone platform with spiritual power flashing on the stone platform, and a line of words were written: Record, one hundred sword shadows!
And there is a sword above the stone platform.
The rule here is that if you stab a sword, you need to stab more than a hundred sword shadows before you can break the record here.
"Jian Wuwen, you insulted me so much, could you break this record?" At this time, a young man said.
"Haha, it's easy. Do you think I'm a boastful person like Ye Yan and Ye Hei?" Jian Wuwen was here and roared at once, "People with the surname Ye can only brag."
"But what I, Jiandao Xuanzong, all expresses confident words."