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Chapter 3751 You're far from good at swordsmanship!



Chapter 3751 You're far from good at swordsmanship!

"Good lad, we were just looking for you, but you've delivered yourself right to our doorstep!"

The man in white stared at Ye Junlin with a fierce glint in his eyes, his killing intent palpable: "Perfect, today I'll kill you both!"

The man in blue didn't speak, but his eyes also radiated a cold killing intent as he stared intently at Ye Junlin.

Killing members of the Ye Clan is one of their most important missions!

"Just you two?"

Ye Junlin simply looked at them calmly, raising his gaze slightly, appearing nonchalant.

"Don't be careless."

Cui'e, standing to the side, lowered her voice and said, "These two guys have both reached the eighth level of the Divine Realm. With your seventh-level strength, I'm afraid you're no match for them."

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, I'm not afraid of them."

Ye Junlin smiled faintly and gave Cui'e a reassuring look: "You helped me before, now it's my turn to help you."

He has always been a grateful person.

Cui'e was slightly taken aback. Faced with that gaze and that smile, she was momentarily dazed.

It was as if Ye Junlin could truly handle an eighth-tier opponent.

But she quickly regained her senses, grabbed Ye Junlin's wrist, and said solemnly, "Don't underestimate them, and don't be arrogant. Your cultivation level is still some distance from theirs. I'll stall them for a bit, you should leave!"

Ye Junlin gave Cui'e a deep look.

This moth is very good.

He chuckled and said, "I told you, leave it to me. You just focus on recovering and enjoy the show."

"you……"

Cui'e wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth and met Ye Junlin's gaze, she ultimately didn't say anything.

She chose to believe in Ye Junlin.

This person might just be able to create a miracle.

"The Ye Clan members are facing certain death, yet they remain so arrogant. Today, I will show you the terror of my Holy Domain!"

The man in white was furious when he saw Ye Junlin acting as if no one else was around.

Swish!

With a swift movement, he transformed into a streak of light and sped towards Ye Junlin.

The crystal-clear sword in his hand began to spin in an instant.

Swish swish!

Brilliant, holy sword lights, like sharp blades, slashed towards Ye Junlin from all directions.

Its power was terrifying, and space itself was cut apart.

"Little tricks."

Upon seeing this, Ye Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Playing with swords?

Ye Junlin is the other party's ancestor!

"Sword, break!"

Ye Junlin watched the sword light rushing towards him, and calmly spoke, as a crimson-gold aura rose from his body.

Swish!

The aura surged forth and actually formed a sword.

A towering, crimson-gold sword!

Boom boom boom...

The opponent's sword light had only reached three feet around Ye Junlin when it exploded violently.

Everything shattered!

They couldn't even get within three feet of Ye Junlin.

"How can it be?!"

The white-clad man's pupils shrank instantly, and his face showed disbelief.

He is a powerful expert at the eighth level of the Divine Realm!

Can……

How could they not even be able to hurt a seventh-tier opponent?!

"You're still a long way from mastering swordsmanship!"

Ye Junlin's face was indifferent, his gaze sharp as a sword, as he stared at the man in white, his figure swaying slightly.

Swish!

In an instant, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed to the white-robed man.

The Burial Heaven Sword had already appeared in his hand, radiating a crimson-gold light.

Cut out with one sword.

It was a calm and ordinary sword strike, just a simple, unremarkable horizontal slash.

However, a terrifying aura of sword intent had already enveloped the man in white.

"this……!!"

The white-clad man's pupils constricted sharply. He felt as if he were imprisoned, unable to dodge, and could only endure and block.

He suddenly raised the crystal-clear sword in his hand and slashed at the crimson-gold sword light.

Click!

The crystal-clear sword struck the sword light in an instant, but broke into two pieces immediately.

"what?!"

The man in white was immediately horrified and incredulous.

Although his sword was not his natal weapon, it was still forged from extremely precious materials.

Even sword light couldn't be blocked?!

"I told you long ago, you're far from good enough when it comes to swordsmanship."

Ye Junlin's indifferent voice, like the whisper of a demon, rang in the white-robed man's ear.

"Do not……!"

The man in white was terrified; he had only managed to utter one word when his voice abruptly stopped.

This was because Ye Junlin slashed with his sword once again.

It was still an ordinary sword strike, but it was extremely fast and extremely sharp.

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, the white-robed man's head was instantly flung into the air, tracing an arc in mid-air.

Finally, it fell heavily to the ground.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

"Okay, so scary!"

Cui'e stared in disbelief at the scene, her heart filled with turmoil.

I had considered that Ye Junlin would be very strong.

But I never expected it to be this strong.

One sword strike, and he slew a Saint-level 8th Rank!

This is practically at the threshold of the ninth level of the Divine Realm, isn't it?!

Upon seeing this, the other man in blue also turned somber, his expression becoming extremely grave.

"This Ye Junlin is far more terrifying in combat than I imagined!"

The man in blue couldn't help but swallow hard. He didn't dare to fight head-on for a moment, and with a swift movement, he flew downwards.

He landed next to the white-clad man's head.

"Is this guy really that strong?"

The man in blue asked in a deep voice.

This scene shocked, surprised, and left Cui'e, who was standing to the side, completely bewildered.

Why would this person speak to the head of a dead person?

Then, something that shocked her to the extreme happened...

hum!

Inside the white-robed man's head, a crystal shimmered faintly, emitting light that enveloped him.

Then, visible to the naked eye, it slowly extended downwards from where the head was broken.

It actually condensed into a physical body once again!

"How is this possible?!"

Upon seeing this, Cui'e was immediately shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

His head was cut off, yet he still survived!

Unbelievable!

If one's head is severed by a weaker person, a Saint-level expert could indeed be resurrected.

No, strictly speaking, he wasn't dead at the time and could reassemble his physical body using his breath.

Ye Junlin's movements were swift and decisive, and his combat strength was only superior to that of the man in white.

How could it be resurrected?!

Unbelievable!

"Don't worry, this is just the strange thing about the Holy Land."

At this moment, Ye Junlin's figure floated and he arrived beside Cui'e, his tone calm and without the slightest surprise.

"How to say?"

Cui'e was taken aback, but seeing Ye Junlin's calm demeanor, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed so calm and collected; he must have a way to deal with it.

“I don’t know either, but I know how to control him. As for the strange thing, it should come from that crystal. I can study it properly when I have time.”

Ye Junlin answered calmly, then glanced at Cui'e: "You stay here, I'll go and kill them!"


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