Chapter 451 Doesn’t the Ancestor Have a Bad Temper?

However, the young man was faster!

As the last disciple of the ancestor, he knew that the person who could get here must be extraordinary, even if the other party had no cultivation.

His sword, condensed all his strength, rushed and killed Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi sighed lightly, wiped the Nine Dragon Jade Seal, and with the help of purple air, he clenched his palm slightly, and transformed into a purple giant palm of a hundred feet in size, which appeared in front of the young man out of thin air.

The giant palm covered the Immortal Palace, including the ancestor of the Li Tian Sword Sect who came in an instant.

Everyone felt an endless fear. Under the suppression of the giant palm, they could not move at all, and they could not stop trembling.

"Bang!"

The Immortal Palace became a ruin, and the entire Li Tian Sword Sect was shaking.

The young man who was pressed down vomited blood, and his body smashed into the ruins. He felt that his bones were broken and his face was full of horror.

How could it be possible?

He had already entered the realm of sages. Not to mention the entire spiritual world, he was also a top-notch master in the Eastern Region.

Why was he so powerless to fight back in front of that young man, like a lamb to be slaughtered?

Just one move...

He was completely defeated!

What's more, the ancestor also took action. He was at the peak of the sage realm. Under that giant palm, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword?

"You don't know the pain until you hit him!"

"It seems that the so-called Li Tian Sword Sect has no need to exist!"

Zhao Yi spoke calmly, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the opening below indifferently.

As soon as the voice fell, the ancestor of the Li Tian Sword Sect turned into a stream of light and rushed to Zhao Yi at the speed of light.

Behind him, there were a group of old monsters from the Li Tian Sword Sect, all of whom were in the sage realm. These people were the foundation of the Li Tian Sword Sect. They usually didn't appear easily. Only when the sect was at the moment of life and death, they had to rely on burning their vitality to protect the sect.

Their appearance also represented the top combat power in the Eastern Region of the Spirit Realm.

Seeing these people, the surviving disciples under the ruins were very excited.

"Great, the ancestor has come out of retreat, the person coming here is probably dead!"

"It is rumored that those ancestors have passed away, but they are all in the back mountain. Let's see what that guy will do now!"

"Could it be that they can compete with my Li Tian Jian Sect?"

Zhao Yi looked at the people in front of him calmly and asked, "Is this all the strength?"

The ancestor of the Li Tian Jian Sect is named Zhao Ling. Looking at Zhao Yi, his cheeks trembled, and his expression was even more panicked than the young man before.

Zhao Ling served as the leader of the Li Tian Jian Sect for a period of time a thousand years ago.

He is very familiar with the sect's protective formation and knows what kind of existence can defeat the formation.

It is far beyond the match of the sage realm.

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding from beginning to end!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Ling, the ancestor of the Li Tian Jian Sect, showed a flattering smile on his face, walked up to Zhao Yi and spoke quickly.

This?

Behind him.

Those Li Tian Jian Sect looked confused, their hearts were in turmoil, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Is this still our ancestor?

Not only is he hot-tempered, he always seeks revenge, but he actually speaks so flatteringly to a young man!

The most shocked person was Zhao Ling's disciple. The young man spat blood crazily. He was always afraid of Zhao Ling, but also respected him very much. After seeing this scene, his faith collapsed instantly.

"I didn't know that the senior was coming, and a group of blind disciples clashed with the senior. I apologize to the senior on their behalf."

In the world of cultivation, there is no such thing as age.

Whoever has the hardest fist is the boss!

This is an eternal truth.

"Ancestor, why are you being polite to him? Look what I brought?"

The young man disappeared in the ruins, and soon he held a sword with flowing light in his hand.

"Youquan Sword?"

"Yes, I brought your natal flying sword. This is the most powerful sword in the whole sect. As long as you draw the sword, it will be easy to kill him."

The young man ran to Zhao Ling and said with certainty.

"Pa!"

Before he could hear the sound, he was responded by a crisp slap.

"You useless thing, you have been stupid after practicing for so many years!"

"Even I dare not disrespect you, how can I hurt you with a low-level flying sword? Get out of here, it's embarrassing!"

"Pass my order, put this man in a forbidden area, and let him shut himself up for a hundred years, so that he can reflect on himself."

If he was not his last disciple, and he had a great talent in swordsmanship, he would have been chopped into pieces by Zhao Ling's sword.

At this moment, Zhao Ling was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!

I had shown it so clearly, but he still wanted me to take action. Isn't this asking me to die?

Based on that giant palm just now, I'm afraid that even ten of me would not be able to stop it.

What's more.

He had taken action before, but it was useless!

The young man was blown away more than ten meters, looking at the ancestor in disbelief.

Zhao Yi looked at all this and smiled without saying a word.

This was nothing more than a formality, and the so-called shut-up for a hundred years was just a joke.

He didn't come here to cause trouble for the Li Tian Jian Sect, so he naturally didn't bother to deal with it.

Otherwise.

At this moment, these people in front of him would have been dead.

When he saw the sword, Zhao Yi became interested.

Although it is still a long way from the artifact level, it is expected to be a rare treasure, so...

"Senior, please accept this sword, I hope it can calm your anger!"

Zhao Ling has lived for thousands of years. After noticing Zhao Yi's eyes on the sword for a long time, he naturally understood what he wanted.

Although he was reluctant, he could only offer the sword with a bleeding heart at this moment.

As expected.

It still worked. He saw a smile on the young man's face for the first time, and his heart finally fell.

"This sword is good, but this is not the purpose of my coming. I don't know where the ancient spring in your sect is. Take me to see it."

Zhao Ling knew that he couldn't escape, so he immediately said: "Senior, please follow me!"

Facing the gap in strength like a chasm, Zhao Ling honestly took him to the forbidden area.

It was an unfathomable spring, exuding an icy breath. Before getting close, the frozen people's limbs were numb.

It was even a bit piercing!

You know, there is still a distance of hundreds of meters, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

When you get closer, you will feel extremely cold, and even your soul will be frozen.

Xu Yue'er was only at the seventh level of cultivation, and her symptoms were most obvious.

Her body was frozen stiff, and when she stood next to the Youquan, her whole body was frozen, and she couldn't even move her eyes.

If Bai Xiang hadn't discovered it in time, she would have been dead.

"It's really terrible, sir, please be careful, I'll wait for you outside."

Not long after Xu Yue'er retreated, she saw three demon beasts coming out one after another, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"You have all reached the sage level, why are you out?"