Ancient Martial God

Yaori Fengyun was beheaded, and the leader of the Yaori clan and others were extremely sad and angry. At the same time, their eyes looking at Xiao Yun were filled with uncontrollable murderous intent.

The Holy Clan has fallen...

As a result, I didn't expect that a descendant with such terrifying potential would appear again.

He was only at the peak of the ninth realm. Although he had resorted to the secret method of combined attack and other means, it was already terrifying to be able to slay a saint at this level of cultivation.

"Why do we allow such a descendant of the Saint clan to be born..."

"Let's attack together and kill him with all our strength."

"That's right, our Yaori clan is about to be exterminated. Even if we die, we have to drag him along with us!" The eyes of the leader of the Yaori clan and others were red, and they looked determined.

chant!

Led by the leader of the Yaori clan, they burned everything they had, their auras rose crazily, and instantly broke through the aura of the Supreme Saint.

"You alone want to touch him in front of me?"

The gray-robed ancestor snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, and the power from a thousand miles away was pulled over, turning into a giant hand that held up the sky, and slapped it down on the spot.

Under the absolute power of the Supreme Saint, even though the leader of the Yaori clan and others had burned Shou Yuan and everything else and raised their power to the extreme, their power was only second to the Unparalleled Xuan Sage.

The giant hand crushed him, and the Yaori clan leader and others screamed in agony. They struggled wildly, but they were still unable to block the palm of the gray-robed ancestor.

boom!

The earth was crushed by giant hands and suddenly sank.

The buildings within the Yaori clan collapsed one after another, and those that were closer were crushed to pieces on the spot.

The leader of the Yaori clan and others have no hope of survival. After all, no matter how strong they are, they are only at the second level of the First Saint. How can they compete with the gray-robed ancestor who is the supreme saint and powerful one.

After killing the leader of the Yaori clan and others, the gray-robed ancestor slowly withdrew his hand.

The Yaori people were so frightened that they fled in all directions, preparing to escape from Yaori City. However, when they arrived at the city gate, they found in despair that they could not leave at all.

Xiao Yun put away his sword after beheading Yaori Fengyun.

"Have you ever experienced a fight before?" The gray-robed ancestor asked Xiao Yun. He found that Xiao Yun was extremely calm, even when he was in a fight.

"I was led up from the sixth heaven. In the sixth heaven, I often encountered battles." Xiao Yun said.

"That's it." The gray-robed ancestor nodded suddenly.

No wonder Xiao Yun was so calm during the battle, even when he had faced many unparalleled profound sages before, even the most powerful sages.

Only those who have experienced many fights can reach this level.

"Originally, I brought you here for some training, but I didn't expect that you didn't need such training." The gray-robed ancestor said, "Let's go, follow me to the treasure house of the Yaori clan."

Upon hearing the word "treasure house", Xiao Yun's eyes lit up and he quickly followed.

Before leaving, the gray-robed ancestor collected all the Najies on the Yaori Clan leader and others. After all, they contained the key to the Yaori Clan's treasure house.

The Yaori clan was in extreme chaos. Xiao Yun encountered many Yaori clan members on the way to the treasure house with the gray-robed ancestor.

When these people saw Xiao Yun and the gray-robed ancestor, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

Xiao Yun was walking when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure not far away. It was a young woman. The young woman who was walking in a panic with the senior members of the Yaori clan happened to notice Xiao Yun's gaze. When she saw Xiao Yun The moment she saw the cloud, she couldn't help but froze, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

Yao Riyao...

Xiao Yun recognized the young woman, it was Yao Riyao who had chased him and tried to get Tuoluo to deal with him.

The moment their eyes met, Yao Riyao's expression suddenly changed.

"What?" The gray-robed ancestor stopped.

"There is an old enemy. I will deal with her first." After Xiao Yun said that, he turned his sword and killed Yao Riyao. As for Yao Riyao who wanted to kill him in the first place, Xiao Yun would definitely not let her live.

Seeing Xiao Yun coming to kill with a sword, Yao Riyao's expression changed at first, and then he noticed that there were many senior members of the Yao Ri clan beside him, and his heart immediately became cold.

If you want to kill me, you are seeking death!

Yao Riyao believed that the top leaders of the Yao Ri clan would definitely take action to kill Xiao Yun.

At this time, the senior officials of the Yaori clan moved one after another, and one of them, a quasi-sage, took the lead and attacked Xiao Yun directly.

With the power of a quasi-sage, he can even kill a character in the tenth realm, let alone a guy at the peak of the ninth realm.

Facing the approaching quasi-sage, Xiao Yun did not retreat, but attacked him head-on.

chant!

The sword light penetrated the body of the quasi-sage. The quasi-sage was cut into two halves on the spot. The high-level officials of the Yaori clan who followed behind him were also affected. Some had their arms cut off, and some had half their heads cut off. The injured Let out a shrill scream.

The holy sword intention...

The top brass of the Yaori Clan suddenly changed their expressions. They obviously did not expect that Xiao Yun's strength would be so terrifying, let alone that Xiao Yun's sword intention had become holy.

Yao Riyao's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

How long has it been?

She remembered that the last time she saw Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun's cultivation level was very low. Now Xiao Yun is so powerful that it is terrifying...

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Xiao Yun said lightly. The sword light instantly penetrated Yao Riyao's body, and then the original sword intention penetrated through her body. The meridians were shattered one after another, and all the bones were also shattered. Crushed to pieces.

The severe pain made Yao Riyao howl in agony.

Xiao Yun did not kill Yao Riyao, but destroyed her foundation and withdrew the sword light.

Yao Riyao collapsed on the ground and stared at Xiao Yun. Her eyes were full of incomparable hatred. You destroyed my foundation. If you don't kill me, as long as I live, I will definitely make you regret it...

She secretly swore that she would definitely take revenge on Xiao Yun in this life.

Xiao Yun ignored Yao Riyao and left with the gray-robed ancestor.

Just as the two were leaving, Yao Riyao was lifted up by the Yao Ri tribe, her resentful eyes always staring at the direction Xiao Yun left.

However, at this moment, a greater panic came. The tribesman who lifted Yao Riyao suddenly threw her to the ground. Yao Riyao was convulsing in pain. She finally recovered, but she showed uncontrollable panic and despair. , countless people from the Holy Clan appeared in the sky above the Yaori Clan.

"Leave no one alive in the Yaori tribe, kill them all without mercy!" Sheng Tianze, the leader of the Holy tribe, said loudly, and his voice spread throughout the entire Yaori tribe.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"The Yaori clan, suffer death!"

The Saints rushed down, and the resentment they had born from being bullied by the Yaori Clan for the past eighteen years was finally released at this moment.

Compared to other forces, the Saints hate the Yaori Clan more.

You know, how much support did the Saint Clan give to the Yaori Clan back then? Shenglin City was even given to the Yaori Clan for jurisdiction. As a result, the Yaori Clan not only took Shenglin City as their own, they even turned against the Saint Clan and planned to destroy the Saint Clan.

The Saints hated such white-eyed wolves even more, so they would never be lenient in attacking. Under the attacks of many Saints, the Yaori tribe suffered many casualties.

Lying on the ground, Yao Riyao looked at the fallen tribesmen with great despair.

At this moment, she realized why Xiao Yun didn't let her die, but let her live, because living was more painful than death...

At this time, she would rather Xiao Yun had killed her before instead of letting her suffer here.

"Our Yaori tribe is going to be destroyed... You won't survive either. I'll send you on your way... to save you from such pain." A Yaori tribe member rushed over.

No……

Yao Riyao struggled, now she didn't want to die anymore, she wanted to live.

However, the Yao Ri clansman had already penetrated her heart with his sword.

At the moment when the vitality disappeared, Yao Riyao was full of regret. She should not have provoked Xiao Yun for no reason in the first place. She even hated Yao Ri Wuyan. She wanted to replace the Saint clan even though she was not strong enough. Now that it is better, the entire Yao Ri clan has fallen into eternal catastrophe. Already...