"One sword reaches the sky!"

"Flying Sword Technique!"

"A soul-killing sword!"

"Fire fingers!"

On the square, facing them, Ye Yan sneered coldly.

He didn't give the people of the hundreds of tribes a chance to speak. How could Ye Yan not know what they were thinking?

Ye Yan doesn't want to hear those nonsense.

The martial arts were activated, the light of spiritual power flashed, and it only took twenty breaths to kill them all.

Then Ye Yan's eyes focused on the cultivators of the six sects and nine tribes.

"Ye Yan..."

"Are you really an enemy of our six sects and nine clans?"

"If you kill us, you will be fighting to the death with the six sects and nine tribes!" These people shouted while staring at Ye Yan.

laugh!

Before they could finish their words, Ye Yan slashed out the Canghuang Sword.

Till death?

Wasn't this already the case before?

And at the moment when these people's heads fell to the ground, there was a hint of wonder in their eyes. Before this, who would have thought that Ye Yan had such power? And even walked out of a spiritual city tomb in the land of the undead?

The most important thing is, are the powerful men of the six sects and nine tribes still outside the Yan Academy, waiting for me to send them a message?

This letter can never be sent out again.
Chapter completed!