Yan Qingyou had never had a suitable reason to take action. Now that he saw Wan Tuyuan taking action, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Yan Qingyou has been preparing this sword for a long time.
This sword cut across hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, split the treasure warship into two, and the ultimate sword power shocked the heroes.
This sword disgraced Wanjia and turned him into a laughing stock.
"You dare to do evil things to my disciples, do you really think that I don't exist?"
Yan Qingyou held a wine gourd in her left hand and a three-foot green blade in her right hand. She looked at the Wan family from a distance and shouted loudly.
"Yan Qingyou, five hundred years ago my Wan family gave you enough face. Today, you dare to destroy my Wan family's warship. Do you want to fight to the death with my Wan family?"
The gray-haired ancestors sitting in the warship had dark faces and lost all face.
"Don't threaten me." In front of all the heroes in the world, Yan Qingyou said loudly: "If those old immortals from your Wan family come, I can give you some face. You guys can't stop me.
How many swords?"
"You..." The elders of the Wan family were furious, pointing at Yan Qingyou but unable to say a complete sentence. Just as Yan Qingyou said, they really can't defeat Yan Qingyou.
Five hundred years ago, Yan Qingyou had the terrifying strength to compete with the Wan Family Sage. If the fists were not strong enough, the Wan Family would not let Yan Qingyou leave with the young Wan Hanyi.
The world doesn't know Yan Qingyou's terrifying true face, but the top brass of the Wan family know it very well. If Yan Qingyou is really pissed off, not many people in the Wan family can handle it.
"The blood in his bones is the blood of my Wan family. As the head of the Wan family, can't I teach the younger generations of the Wan family a lesson?"
Wan Tuyuan was very afraid of Yan Qingyou and did not dare to take action, so he said coldly.
"Five hundred years ago, he was no longer a member of the Wan family. Now he is my disciple. You try to touch him."
Yan Qingyou took a few sips of wine and lost her temper. She pointed her sword at Wan Tuyuan and showed her domineering attitude.
Wow——
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes focused on Yan Qingyou.
"The old man...is so handsome today."
In so many years, it was the first time for Luo Huangxue to see such a domineering side of Yan Qingyou, and she couldn't help but lose consciousness.
"He's always been handsome."
The corners of Xu Changge's mouth slightly raised. It was precisely because of this that he gave up the easier path in this life and wanted to enter the Wanyan Holy Land to reunite with the old man and others.
"If my old man could be so tough, I would fucking walk sideways."
Many young heroes looked in awe, their eyes sparkling.
One man flew into the air, pointed his sword at the heads of ten thousand families, and scolded a group of strong men. This kind of style is enviable to the world.
The most important thing is that everyone in the Wan family present did not dare to challenge Yan Qingyou. People in the world don't understand why everyone in the Wan family is timid, but the senior leaders of the Wan family know Yan Qingyou very well.
Yan Qingyou is holding a gourd in his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand. He is clearly ready for a battle. In the past, Yan Qingyou used a drunken look to suppress countless masters of the Wan family, and even competed with the prince of the Wan family.
The ancestor resisted for a while.
Five hundred years later, no one knows how far Yan Qingyou's strength has grown.
Although Yan Qingyou showed some strength when the demon clan invaded the Wanyan Holy Land a few years ago, that was not Yan Qingyou's true combat power.
Can an ordinary half-step saint king force a hidden family to retreat continuously?
Yan Qingyou was listed as one of the most terrifying people in the Wan family.
Above the void, Wan Hanyi felt warm in his heart as he watched Yan Qingyou come forward. Although he has lost his parents in this life, he has a master who truly loves him.
Wan Xuanchen glanced at Yan Qingyou, and there was a hint of envy deep in his eyes. He had never experienced the love of his elders in his life.
Maybe, I won't have such an opportunity in this life.
"You brat, it all depends on your choice whether you want to fight or draw. If you die, my master will collect your body for you. If you win, as long as I am alive, I will not let these stinky rats from the Wan family harm you."
Yan Qingyou looked back at Wan Hanyi and said seriously.
If possible, Yan Qingyou would also like to stop this battle, but he knows Wan Hanyi's struggling soul. If there is no result today, it will be difficult for Wan Hanyi to survive.
Watching his parents die tragically with his own eyes, Wan Hanyi has always buried this deep hatred in his heart, and it has only exploded out today. Five hundred years ago, who in the Wanyan Holy Land would have thought that the taciturn Wan Hanyi would be burdened with such hatred.
Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen looked at each other, both of them had reached their limit. If they continued fighting, neither of them would benefit, and they might both fall together.
Neither of them has any intention of stopping. They are naturally proud and will not bow to anyone.
Just as the two were about to continue fighting, an old voice came from above the clouds: "That's enough, stop!"
"Who?"
Everyone's souls trembled and they raised their heads.
Above the void, a golden lotus emerged, and an old man on crutches appeared on top of the golden lotus.
The old man was wearing a dark gray cloth, his eyes were slightly sunken, his skin was wrinkled and yellow, bloodless. His white hair was very messy and had not been taken care of for many years.
"Taoist Tongtian!"
The young people were at a loss, but the strong men of the older generation were shaken and looked horrified.
Taoist Tongtian has survived six times of enlightenment and six failures. Leaving aside the unknown existence in the ancient restricted area, Taoist Tongtian is undoubtedly the best in the world, and no one can compete with him.
"I've met senior."
A group of old men and women bowed to Taoist Tongtian and saluted with utmost respect.
In the distance, Xu Changge squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Taoist Tongtian, and murmured: "This old man can really survive!"
Xu Changge had no doubt that if the road to enlightenment had not been cut off, Taoist Tongtian would have achieved enlightenment and become an emperor, and would be glorious for a lifetime. Taoist Tongtian was able to survive after failing to achieve enlightenment six times, which can be said to be rare in ancient times.
In Xu Changge's memory, the battle between Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen did not end with the appearance of Taoist Tongtian. It seems that because of the appearance of Xu Changge, the course of history has changed again, gradually deviating from the trajectory of the previous life.
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Apart from the existence of the Ancient Forbidden Zone, the dean of Tianjiyuan and the Tongtian Taoist are the most powerful.
Taoist Tongtian nodded slightly and accepted this gift from the strongest person in the world. With his qualifications and strength, he can completely bear it.
"Xuanchen, let's go with our master!"
Taoist Tongtian looked at Wan Xuanchen with a majestic expression.
"Master, this disciple's battle is not over yet."
If Wan Xuanchen wants to decide the outcome with Wan Hanyi, he also wants to decide between life and death.
"Stupid." Taoist Tongtian cursed in a low voice: "Even if you win, your foundation will be damaged. What's the point?"
"Disciples cannot admit defeat."
Wan Xuanchen was born with pride and had never been defeated. If he was asked to bow his head and admit defeat, it would be better to fight Wan Hanyi with everything he had.