After the old man in purple robe in the middle took the sword, his eyes suddenly turned black, as if he was electrocuted. The sword hilt took root and pierced into his hand like a bug. He seemed to be a different person, his aura was overturned, and the broken things in his hand were

The sword is no longer a broken sword, it seems to be a terrifying artifact.

Here he comes! A once-in-a-million swordsman genius, Ye Hanyi! He can kill an immortal with one sword!

I don't know if he can kill immortals, but that day I saw with my own eyes that he split the sky with one sword! And he only used an inconspicuous broken iron sword.

"We have to fight side by side again, old friends." The head of Longhu Mountain said an ethereal word, as if the sound did not come from his body.

Ye Hanyi twisted his neck and smiled evilly: "Zhang Daoling, you didn't expect me to save your disciples and grandsons, Longhu Mountain is so awesome!"

"Hahaha, I made you laugh!"

A wry smile came out, as if two old friends were reminiscing, but there wasn't much time left for them.

"Let me warm up first. I'm not familiar with this body."

As Ye Hanyi said this, he took a step forward and casually waved the broken iron sword in his hand. A strong wind blew up, as if something had passed by, and then disappeared instantly.

With a click, hundreds of demon heads fell to the ground, and blood spurted out. Even the deceased did not realize that he was dead. Their bodies stood up, but their heads were already rolling on the ground.

Then there was a loud bang, and Longhu Mountain lost a corner and fell with a rumble.

All the demons were immediately frightened to death. Even the demon king and the ghost emperor had to retreat, not daring to take a step forward. Some ghosts had already escaped without a trace. Except for the ghosts brought by the Yinshan sect and the ghost emperor, the others

disappears in an instant.

"This is simply a monster. Is this a swordsman genius who only meets once in ten thousand years?"

The Peacock Demon King grunted and swallowed nervously. He didn't even dare to look directly into Ye Hanyi's eyes. He felt ashamed of the word "king" and could only lower his head and remain silent.

But you can't blame her, Ye Hanyi is too strong, terrifyingly strong, and the title of Killing Immortals with One Sword is really not a lie.

"Okay!" Ye Hanyi said lightly, but as soon as he took half a step forward, all the monsters and monsters leaned back, their legs were so frightened that they became weak, and they didn't even have the courage to look at the two big guys.

Zhang Daoling looked at Zhao Wuyan: "It seems that we have only one opponent."

Ye Hanyi glanced at him sideways: "Zhao Wuyan, if I didn't kill you back then, you really didn't know what was good and you dared to seek revenge. If it weren't for the immortal coffin, I would have chopped you with one sword."

Zhao Wuyan felt a little guilty when he saw the two people who had sealed him appear in unison. It would have been the best choice for him to leave now, but he is a ghost after all. If he ran away in front of so many people tonight,

He probably won't be able to hold his head up either.

Between fate and face, he chose face, and he had a very strong revenge mentality. He was bound to have a chance encounter with Zhang Daoling and Ye Hanyi, because they were not the original body, so Zhao Wuyan naturally took a chance.

"Stop bluffing me. Both of you are already dead. I don't believe you can beat me again without relying on your true body!"

Zhao Wuyan raised his sword and attacked the two of them directly, but Ye Hanyi flew ahead.

"I am enough to kill you! You don't need Zhang Laodao." Ye Hanyi and Zhao Wuyan raised their swords at the same time, with a clang, the two swords crossed together, sending out bursts of unknown fireworks, but Ye Hanyi's broken iron sword did not matter at all.

The Huangquan sword fell to Zhao Wuyan.

The two forces fought against each other, sending out gusts of wind. The ground was covered with sword marks and cracks were opened.

Zhao Wuyan swung his sword and slashed out hundreds of dark thoughts. All surrounding creatures withered, as if they could take away their lives. The ice-cold cold clothes froze the stones. The underworld paved the way, and everything was a dead soul. This is the ghost fairy!

"You are really talented when you play with a sword in front of me!"

"One sword. Break the underworld!"

Ye Hanyi waved his sword blade, all the ice and frost melted, thousands of sword energy rose from the ground, the underworld suddenly broke, the underworld spirit shattered, the sword energy was like a tornado, harvesting all the underworld thoughts.

Zhao Wuyan was shocked and quickly sheathed his sword to block the remaining sword spell, but was shocked and backed away step by step.

"Ye Hanyi!"

Zhao Wuyan was so angry that he gritted his teeth. His soul was injured by the sword energy and kept falling down, like pieces falling off bit by bit.

He held the sword in both hands and slashed hard again. The power of countless ghosts was like a surging tide. With a bang, the mountains in the middle cracked a little, and frost fell on his head bit by bit.

The freezing point seems to bury everything.

Ye Hanyi raised his sword and slashed back, breaking all the swords. With a bang, the clouds in the sky split open, and the underworld disappeared without a trace. The frost and Yin Qi turned into mist, which instantly became a bubble. Zhao Wuyan flew away directly.

Go out, the sword energy is on him

A gash was opened, and his soul body split open, spewing out many fragments. However, after he gritted his teeth, it quickly healed, and the ghost energy made up for the wound. However, he could not receive such sword moves a few times, and he would be dead after a few more cuts.

It’s useless, it’s too scary!

If he is just fine as a human being, he happens to be a ghost fairy, and the sword spell can restrain him just right.

This time he couldn't believe in evil anymore. He couldn't even defeat Ye Hanyi. It was because he had been locked in the coffin for too long, his cultivation had deteriorated, and he still overestimated himself.

Ye Hanyi killed the immortal with one sword, could it be him?
Chapter completed!