The master goes down the mountain, my senior sister spoils me too much

boom--!

Lin Yi punched out, and the golden breath wrapped the fist.

"This aura is... an emperor-level martial skill!"

"The breath of the Supreme Realm!"

"What a young Supreme Realm, what is the origin of this child?"

The pupils of the martial practitioners present shrank violently!

The youngest martial artist in the Supreme Realm should be middle-aged!

Lin Yi looks definitely under 300 years old!

The Supreme Realm under 300 years old?

Grass! !

Scary!

An old man lowered his voice: "Could it be... from the world of high martial arts?"

"Except for the world of high martial arts, there is no such monster in the ancient continent!"

The old men next to them nodded solemnly and looked at the two of them.

'boom! ' With a loud noise, Ye Beichen's figure flew out.

He took a full dozen steps back before stopping.

Ye Beichen was a little shocked!

At this moment, the internal organs are burning and painful, as if they are about to explode!

Lin Yi was even more shocked than him.

He can instantly kill the peak of the Supreme Realm of the same realm with one punch!

This punch couldn't kill Ye Beichen instantly?

"Good boy, you really have something."

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes.

Ye Beichen looked at Lin Yi: "Are you from the world of Gaowu?"

"Gaowu World?"

The martial practitioners present looked at Lin Yi in surprise.

Only those few old men showed such expressions!

Lin Yi looked arrogant: "Hmph, are you worthy of knowing my origin?"

Stomp your feet.

It appeared in front of Ye Beichen like a shooting star.

Raise your hand and smash it down on Ye Beichen's shoulder!

Ye Beichen's aura soared, and the Dragon Emperor's Art and the Nine Nether Gods and Demons Art were running simultaneously.

Grab Lin Yi's fist with his left hand!

The right hand suddenly blasted out!

There was a loud 'click', and a golden glow flashed on Lin Yi's body.

The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air!

If it wasn't for that golden light, he would be in danger!

After landing, Lin Yi looked at Ye Beichen in shock: "You? How could..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Beichen's second punch arrived.

boom--!

Flew out in embarrassment again.

Lin Yi roared: "Boy, you actually..."

boom--!

Ye Beichen caught up, and the third punch landed on Lin Yi's face!

A few bloody teeth flew out, and Lin Yi almost fainted from the pain.

He has never been so embarrassed!

It's still on the body of a holy martial artist! ! !

"Damn you!!!"

Lin Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and Ye Beichen's fourth punch had arrived!

"Come again? Think I'm a sandbag? Think you can handle it casually?"

Lin Yi trembled angrily, and a golden light burst out from his whole body!

The golden dragon behind him reappeared, and responded to Ye Beichen's fist with a strong punch.

The moment the two fists touched each other.

Click!

"what……"

Lin Yi screamed and his bones broke.

The severe pain made him extremely embarrassed and angry, and his mind was clearer than ever before!

There was even more turmoil in my heart: "How is it possible, is this kid a pervert?" '

'He is holy!The physical body is actually stronger than me?What exactly is going on! '

'Could it be that Ye Potian's descendants are so terrifying? '

'no! ! ! '

Lin Yi roared inwardly: 'I can't lose! '

A golden light emerged from his storage ring.

next second.

Lin Yi had an extra golden sword in his hand.

A golden dragon twines, lifelike!

Whoops—!

The sound of the dragon chant sounded, and a sword slashed at Ye Beichen's head: "You little bastard of an inferior race, you want to defeat me?"

He yelled violently: "Die to me!!!"

Ye Beichen did not hesitate, and the Broken Dragon Sword appeared in his hand.

A sword cut out!

With a crisp sound of 'Dang', a shocking scene appeared!

The Broken Dragon Sword actually broke in two! ! !

Ye Beichen narrowed his eyes, stepped back quickly, and stared at the broken sword in his hand: "What's going on?"

The voice of Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded: "This sword is Ye Potian's weapon, and the level of the sword in this person's hand is higher than your Broken Dragon Sword!"

The broken dragon sword was broken, and there was a commotion outside the soul-suppressing prison!

"Ye Beichen lost?"

"How many people have been killed by the Longtu sword in his hand? It actually broke..."

"Since this son was born, I have never heard of his defeat!"

"Ye Beichen's myth of invincibility has come to an end..."

Almost all martial practitioners stared wide-eyed, looking at Lin Yi with great fear!

Ye Xiaoxiao's little heart skipped a beat!

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Yi showed a sinister smile: "You lowly bug, lowly blood!"

"Millions of years ago, the ancestors of the Lin family held the holy sword and cut off Ye Potian's Longtu sword!"

"Today, I, Lin Yi, cut off the Longtu sword again!"

next second.

The holy sword of the Lin family in Lin Yi's hand erupted with a terrifying sword light, and a huge pressure hit!

thump!thump!thump……

The martial practitioners present couldn't bear this kind of pressure at all, except for the Supreme Realm.

Almost all kneeling on the ground!

"What power is this?"

"It's just a weapon, but it can make us kneel down?"

"How is this possible!"

Countless martial practitioners raised their heads, their eyes full of horror!

Those supreme beings stared at the holy sword of the Lin family, their old eyes filled with horror!

At the end of the crowd, Li Yunfei lowered his head with a pale face: "Are people in the Gaowu world so scary?"

"Ye Beichen is dead..."

In an instant, Lin Yi was standing in front of Ye Beichen!

The holy sword of the Lin family slashed at his head!

Ye Xiaoxiao yelled: "Ye Beichen, be careful!"

Just at this juncture.

Ye Beichen suddenly raised his head and smiled: "I forgot to tell you, I still have a sword!"

In an instant.

Ye Beichen raised his hand, and an ancient black giant sword appeared in his hand.

The shape of this sword is simple and simple, giving people a sense of old and heavy!

The moment Lin Yi saw this sword, the holy sword of the Lin family trembled in Lin Yi's hand!

As if in fear!

'Holy sword in fear?impossible! '

Lin Yi didn't believe it at all, his eyes were cold: "Kill!"

Cut down the holy sword!

The Qiankun Suppressing Prison Sword swept up!

Just listen to the crisp sound of 'click'.

The unstoppable holy sword of the Lin family collapsed like paper!

Lin Yi was completely stunned.

As if being greatly stimulated, the pupils contracted crazily: "What's going on? Impossible!!!"

The aftermath of the explosion hit, Lin Yi rolled out like a dead dog.

More than a dozen mouthfuls of blood spewed out in one breath!

"Master Yi!"

Two exclamations sounded at the same time.

Two old men rushed out from the dark to catch Lin Yi.

After some inspection, his complexion suddenly changed: "Damn!!! Master Yi's tendons were broken by the force of the holy sword!"

Swish!Swish!

The two old men stared at Ye Beichen: "Damn you!"

Qiankun Town Prison Tower reminded: "Boy, they are in the Venerable Realm!"

As soon as the words fell, one of the black-faced old men shot directly.

Ye Beichen was enveloped by the terrifying aura of the Venerable Realm!

Ye Beichen held the prison-suppressing sword tightly, just as he was about to strike.

Boom-!

The space above the soul-suppressing prison fluctuated, and a door of space emerged.

"The Venerable Realm dares to make a move in the low martial plane?"

A cold voice sounded: "What do you think of the Plane Supervisor?"