The sharp arrow that suddenly transformed was like an angry lion. When he was tearing the void, it brought a thunderous sound, which made Ling Yun's expression suddenly change. While terror appeared in his eyes, a pressure that hit him suddenly made him wave his palm without having time to think too much.

As the palm was swung out, Ling Yun showed a horrified look, the place where his palm swung out suddenly transformed into a palm phantom from an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, facing him in front of the galloping arrow, forming the first protection.

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment when the phantom of the palm appeared, the sharp arrow hit the phantom of the palm in vain, and the roar echoed, and the aftermath of energy rippled in all directions like waves. The phantom of the palm that appeared out of thin air also turned into nothingness under the boom, becoming part of the void.

And the sharp arrow still galloped towards Lingyun's place.

Ling Yun flashed, but the speed of the sharp arrow was too fast. It was almost as if his body was shaking. The sharp arrow had hit his palm, causing him to scream. Blood suddenly oozed out of the palm. The sharp arrow penetrated his palm and directly hit his arm, causing a muffled pain in his body again. When his expression was painful, a mouthful of blood splattered out of his mouth and his body rolled backwards.

At the same time, at the time of the light curtain, the person who made the sound took one step.

As he took this step, a powerful force suddenly appeared, like a sky-like force, spreading around him with his body as the center, making his body look like he was standing in a stream, causing ripples.

And this person is Mr. Wan.

In the eyes of all the members of the Yunhe tribe, the person who only knows how to refine medicine!

Now, at this moment, they looked at Old Wan at the eyes, and there was an additional look of admiration, a kind of awe from the deepest part of their hearts!

Everyone's breathing almost became depressed at this moment. This was not because the atmosphere at this moment was very depressing, but when they turned their eyes to Old Wan, they felt an inexplicable power from Old Wan. This power is an ancient power of the sky, a power of time!

Even the patriarch of Yunhe tribe never knew that Mr. Wan would have such strong strength.

This protective light curtain is transformed by the power of the patriarch's soul, and it is integrated into his mind power. All those who exist in his mind power can come and go freely, while those who outsiders cannot move in a short time.

Almost as soon as Mr. Wan took a step, a force of Er Cang suddenly burst out from his body, making his body like an arrow from a string, instantly floating in the card. After catching Yun Yan's body, he took another step.

After stepping out, the entire void trembled. Under this tremor, his eyes were cold and he instantly approached Ling Yun who was rolling away.

The strong power bursting out of the body made Ling Yun stagger back a few steps when he approached Ling Yun's body, which had not yet stood firm. At this moment, Old Wan suddenly grabbed the void, and in the twist of the void, a sharp arrow transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth appeared in his palm again.

The moment the sharp arrow appeared, Old Wan held the sharp arrow and stabbed Ling Yun with an arrow.

The powerful force seeped out of the arrow made Ling Yun's face again shocked. At this moment, he had no time to dodge and could only welcome the upcoming attack. So he shouted deeply, and his lips quickly squirmed, and the armor on his body suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a thick breath oozed out, forming his second layer of protection.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but you have to kill!"

Old Wan's expression was still indifferent, but after the words fell, a strong murderous intent emerged on his face. This murderous intent made him face the dazzling light curtain, hold the sharp arrow in his hand, and stab Ling Yun's chest with an arrow.

“Cruff!”

Almost the moment the sharp arrow touched Ling Yun's body, Ling Yun's armor suddenly creaked and a crack appeared. In this crack, the sharp arrow in Old Wan's hand had already stabbed his chest. The pain and blood oozed from his chest made him clearly understand at this moment that the person in front of him was not his own cultivation, and could deal with it!

Just like in his heart, the man wearing a mask standing in the air at this moment, he is a kind of strongest existence!

At this moment, he finally felt what the fear of death is!

"A person like you dies is a waste of land. Why not let me completely smash your body and disappear into the void!"

The patriarch shouted again, and a cold light suddenly burst out from his old eyes, causing him to clench his fists. There was a sudden twist of void around the fist, and under this twist, the power of the sky from all directions quickly gathered!

"The leader of the Seven Evils...Save me!"

Almost as soon as Wan Lao's fist suddenly clenched, Ling Yun seemed to shout loudly with the last trace of strength he had left. And just as his shouting echoed, Wan Lao's fist had already hit him, causing his body to explode, and blood and flesh splattered...

This scene made Ling Yun not even qualified to fight back, and everyone showed sighs and awe when they turned their eyes to Old Wan.

Even the patriarch of the Black Wind Tribe is the same.

He stood in the air, his body trembling, and subconsciously looked at the masked man beside him. He knew clearly that Ling Yun's death meant that perhaps the next person to die was himself. So, at this moment, he looked at the seven evil clan leader who was indifferent when Wan Lao appeared!

No one knew whether the expression on the face of the Seven Evil Clan leader had changed at this moment. His eyes were always concentrated on Old Wan, as if he was feeling something on Old Wan.

The tribes on the earth seemed to see a glimmer of hope at this moment. They looked at Wan Lao in the sky, their expressions were excited in awe, and even tears appeared in their eyes.

At this moment, the warriors from the Lingyun Tribe showed horror in their eyes. Their original madness and killing completely dissipated. When they looked at Old Wan in the sky, they subconsciously retreated.

After a moment of silence, the man wearing a mask suddenly took a step forward at this moment, and blended with the eyes that Mr. Wan came over. In this fusion, the man suddenly clapped his hands and said, "It's very good. I didn't expect that there were such strong people in the Yunhe Tribe. No wonder the Yunhe Tribe can exist in this Chiyan Peak for so long!"

Old Wan still looked the same. He looked at the masked man and said, "It seems that you have a clear understanding of the tribe of Chiyan Peak. Although you have not been here for long!"

"Ha..." The man wearing a mask suddenly chuckled, his eyes moved away from Old Wan, looked higher in the sky with his hands behind his back, and looked proudly. He then turned back with contempt in his eyes and said, "You actually know that I have not been here for long. It seems that you know that you know more about the Red Flame Peak. If you can join my Seven Evil Tribe, I would be very willing to learn more about the Red Flame Peak with you."

This person's words finally changed the expression of Mr. Wan's expression. Mr. Wan smiled, and seemed helpless in his smile, and said, "Chiyan Peak is Chiyan Peak, there is nothing to understand. And I will not join your Seven Evil Tribe."

"Very good. The cultivator in the previous stage of the Soul Xuan Realm does have some qualifications for him to be proud. But even if you are a cultivator in the previous stage of the Soul Xuan Realm, facing me, you are still vulnerable. Killing you is just a matter of three moves... Even if you are the same as him, you have the power of time!"

Upon hearing this, the man wearing a mask suddenly said sarcastically. After the words fell, he subconsciously looked at the leader of the Yunhe tribe.

His body fell from the air, and the veteran Wan General Yun Yan handed it to the clan leader, then looked at the sky, where the masked man was, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, you are always young. You are impetuous and arrogant in dealing with things. I know that you are a sword cultivator who has touched the Taixu period, or you have entered the Taixu period, but as you said, do you dare to bet with me?"

Upon hearing this, the man wearing a mask frowned slightly, as if he was intrigued and said, "Betting?"

Mr. Wan took advantage of the person's inner arrogance and had an idea in his mind, saying, "Yes, if you fight with me, I will definitely fight within three moves and will not avoid it. If you can't kill me with three moves, then you will let me go for a year. If you kill me like this, the people of the Yunhe Tribe will let you go... Look, how?"

The clan leader beside him was stunned when he heard the words of Mr. Wan, and he knew clearly that the difference between a Taixu period cultivator and a Soul Xuan Realm in the previous period was like the difference between heaven and earth! He knew more clearly that the man wearing a mask was powerful!

But he believed in Mr. Wan. He knew that Mr. Wan was the most senior person in the Yunhe tribe. Since Mr. Wan could say this at this moment, Mr. Wan naturally had some reason for him. So even though he was not confused, he still didn't say it.

"Looking at how you look, you seem to be very confident, and you actually paid the lives of everyone in the Yunhe Tribe! However, although this bet is not very cost-effective, because the people in the Yunhe Tribe will die only sooner or later. However, I like confident people. I have made this bet!" The man in the sky said in a gloomy manner, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared.

"That's good..."
Chapter completed!