Their strength is much stronger than those in the second seat.
Since Lin Tianyou was equal in strength to him, he could easily kill the second generals in an instant.
This is the conclusion Yan Beizhi came to through his observations just now.
"Since you said that I am equal in strength to you, why did I hear disdain for this young master from your tone?
It's a bit interesting that you still disdain me even though we are of equal strength."
Lin Tianyou narrowed his eyes slightly with a strange smile.
Yan Beizhi's words had aroused the anger in his heart.
He is an arrogant man, no matter in the world of the sun, in the underworld, or in this ancient world, no one can disdain him.
Anyone who dares to do this will have their souls destroyed by his Dragon King.
"The strong people in the same realm are also divided into strong and weak.
Your soul power may be equal to mine, but in terms of magic, I'm at least a thousand years ahead of you!"
Yan Beizhi snorted coldly and suddenly rushed towards Lin Tianyou's position.
That speed was astonishingly fast.
From where he started moving to where he reached, a long afterimage appeared.
This speed is many times stronger than those of the previous mid-range ghosts and gods.
The strong wind he carried made Lin Tianyou's clothes rustle.
However, Lin Tianyou did not make any move and allowed the strong wind to blow.
Yan Beizhi came to Lin Tianyou's position three meters away. With a wave of one hand, the Xuan Ming subordinates whose souls had been destroyed by Lin Tianyou immediately floated up from the ground, and then followed Yan Beizhi's hand and gathered together.
Then, he cast a fire spell, and the subordinates whose souls were destroyed were quickly burned to ashes.
"You take the first step. As your leader, I will soon send the murderer of your soul to accompany you."
Looking at the corpse in flames, Yan Beizhi's eyes suddenly surged with anger.
"Is he the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor?
You destroyed my subordinates like this, and I, Yan Beizhi, will fight to the death with you!
Don't think that just because you have the word "Dragon King", you will be blessed by the Dragon King ghosts and gods.
You are just a fake and a clown!"
Feeling the terrifying aura on Yan Beizhi's body, Lin Tianyou swung the flying sword casually, "The waste can only use its words.
You will know who the clown is only after you fight him."
Yan Beizhi's eyes narrowed and his expression turned completely gloomy.
Lin Tianyou is so confident, where does his confidence come from?
"Hmph, it's just a bluff. No matter how confident he is, he can't be more confident than me.
My master, Yan Beizhi, is Yushi Xuanming, one of the twelve ancestral witches!"
After staring at Lin Tianyou for a long time, Yan Beizhi still couldn't see where Lin Tianyou's confidence came from.
He simply stopped thinking about it so much. As long as his master was Yushi Xuanming, then he had nothing to fear.
He took a step forward and took out the long sword from his back, using the standard swordsman's starting position.
"Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, I, Yan Beizhi, will never kill an unknown person with my sword.
You can set fire to Xuanming Palace and kill Yan Nan and the others, which is enough to be considered a strong man.
If you can die by my sword, you will live a good life!"
His long sword contained a bleak murderous aura. Unfortunately, compared to his heroic spirit, this murderous aura was undoubtedly a novice.
There is no comparison between the two.
Yan Beizhi is tall, more than two meters tall.
Facing Lin Tianyou, who was only 1.8 meters tall, he looked down with a strong look in his eyes.
"Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, the opponent you are facing now is a strong man at the level of a quasi-sword god who has perfected his swordsmanship to an infinite level.
Now, in terms of swordsmanship, I am only slightly worse than Po Junjian!"
"Is the swordsmanship only slightly worse than that of the Broken Army Sword?"
Lin Tianyou had a hint of surprise in his eyes. When did the sweeper in his family become a role model for others to compare against?
Is Pojun Sword's swordsmanship very strong?
Lin Tianyou thought about it for a moment.
It seems like that, not even one ten thousandth of his swordsmanship has been achieved.
It's really ridiculous that Xuan Ming's first general is compared to Po Jun Jian.
The key is, just compare, the results are still incomparable, this is the most laughable thing.
Yan Beizhi took in Lin Tianyou's adoring look in his eyes, with a trace of pride and pride on his face.
Sure enough, when it comes to the Broken Army Sword, no matter how talented he is, he will feel fear.
The Dragon King and the Ghost Emperor were probably frightened when they heard that his swordsmanship was only slightly worse than that of the Pojun Sword, right?
"Looking at your expression, you should also know the name of Jian Kuang Po Saber, right?"
He spoke proudly.
Lin Tianyou did not deny it. Of course he had heard of Po Junjian's name, and he had been a sweeper in his family for tens of thousands of years.
Lin Tianyou put away the surprise on his face, returned to his previous indifference, and said:
"It seems that you are very confident in your swordsmanship. Even the Broken Army Sword is only slightly better than you?"
Yan Beizhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, I hear you seem a little disdainful?
Do you know how difficult it is to bring the strength of the sword close to that of the Broken Army Sword?
Even if you practice swordsmanship from birth, you may not be able to break the sword.
And it is not easy for me to get close to him.
With my swordsmanship, there are almost no opponents in the prehistoric world!
Cross-level challenges are a no-brainer!"
Yan Beizhi pointed his sword at the sky, looking like I was the best in the world.
Perhaps because his momentum was too strong, everyone in the soul-hunting clan looked extremely ugly.
A master of swordsmanship second only to Po Junjian, it is unknown whether the Dragon King and Ghost Emperor can defeat him.
There are only a few of them left in the soul-hunting clan. If they lose today, the soul-hunting clan will be removed from the prehistoric world forever.
"Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, your biggest mistake was that you should not have found me from behind the bluestone.
If you don't force me to show up, maybe you still have a chance to survive.
But now, it’s too late for you to regret it, your souls are destined to be destroyed here today!”
When Yan Beizhi said this, his words suddenly stopped.
Then he suddenly swung his sword out without a trace of soul power.
Whoosh!
A sword shadow slashed out along his long sword, as if it could cut through the ancient mountains and tear apart the sky and the earth.
This is sword intent, the fourth level of earth-level sword intent!
Except for Lin Tianyou, everyone in the audience was horrified and their eyes were fixed at this moment.
This sword, which was like the power of heaven, made them feel that their lives were no longer under their control.
But Lin Tianyou remained motionless, letting the sword intent strike him.
Are you like them, too frightened?
Hunting Soul Qing closed his eyes, now he was really looking forward to the emperor appearing to save them.
Now only the power of the Emperor can save them from the enemy's sword intent.
But will the emperor show up?
There has been no contact with their soul-hunting family for so many years, so how could they appear at this time?