"Shen Wanqian, you should pay attention. Although our Gujian island has declined, it is not something that you, a disciple of four generations, can abuse at will." Kang Yuanjia drank fiercely with a trembling tone in anger.

"Four generations of disciples?"

Shen Wanqian sneered. His eyes looked at Kang Yuanjia with disdain and said: "My martial uncle Kang, when are you still thinking? Strength determines everything in the process of cultivation. The strong is respected and is in charge of the right to life and death. What's the seniority? You've been so stubborn for 300 years! You're as pedantic as the old thing who abandoned the green shirt. I think there's no need for your ancient sword island."

"Shut up!" Kang Yuanjia suddenly burst into a terrible momentum, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand.

Yes, it's a wooden sword!

The wooden sword was simple and plain. The body of the sword was burnt yellow, but at this time, it was rippling with a terrible sword meaning. At this moment, Kang Yuanjia was no longer a sleepy old man, but a peerless swordsman with a sharp edge. The sword meaning tore the void and almost wanted to pierce the sky.

As like as two peas, you can't get any promotion. The ancient sword road in the ancient sword island has long been worn out in the dust of history. You are so ignorant and stick to the ancient sword island. It's a real old man. Today, I will let you know what is called "three hundred generations of dreads"!

Shen Wanqian's eyes twinkled with a trace of coldness and killing. The scabbard behind him trembled slightly, and a blue light burst out suddenly. He held it for a moment. It was a long blue sword, but on the blade, it was stained with a trace of black blood, which was like magic blood, emitting a towering killing.

Boom!

Shen Wanqian showed no mercy. As soon as the long sword came out, he directly took a sword to fight Kang Yuanjia. Almost at this moment, there were evil sounds in the void. It was like an evil devil roaring and the sword light rushed to the sky. Unexpectedly, it showed a sword general riding a war horse, thousands of troops and horses, stepping into the void and rolling murderous spirit.

"BingDao swordsmanship, ten thousand horses kill!"

Shen Wanqian roared with a blue and black light. He tore the void in an instant and suddenly came to Kang Yuanjia. His eyes were cold and cut off with a sword, accompanied by the rush of thousands of troops and horses.

Boom!

There was terrible killing Qi everywhere. It was like cutting off a sharp sword, which cracked, chopped and wiped out all the green wood sword Qi around Kang Yuanjia.

"Boom"

A cutting sword smashed Kang Yuanjia's wooden sword. Kang Yuanjia's old face suddenly changed. His body rushed into Shen Wanqian's cutting sword Qi. He felt a pain in his heart and a mouthful of bright red blood. He trembled and stopped under the mountain.

"Kang Yuanjia, even if you're a half giant, you haven't made any progress in the past 300 years. You're old! Now, it's our world! Tianjian gate exists like you. It's just a moth and useless. Even if I kill you with a sword now, the upper class of the sect won't say anything more!" Shen Wanqian didn't take back his sword. Instead, he held a long sword and stared at Kang Yuanjia with cold electricity. It seemed that there was a strong sense of killing.

"Do you want to kill your fellow disciples? You are disrespectful to our Tianjian sect rules! You should be punished by the sect law enforcement team!" however, at this critical moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded and directly buckled Shen Wanqian's hat.

"Who dares to talk to senior brother Shen Wanqian like that?"

"It's the boy next to martial uncle Kang. He certainly doesn't want to live."

"Young and vigorous, Shen Wanqian is one of the top ten disciples of the main peak of our Tianjian sect. He is famous for killing. Didn't he ask who can't be provoked before he came to our Tianjian sect?"

At this time, the disciples of the main peak and the disciples of other veins looked at Ye Yu with disdain. They seemed to be looking at a dying man.

"How dare you speak to me like this, a boy who hasn't started yet?" Shen Wanqian suddenly shifted his eyes, stared at Ye Yu next to Kang Yuanjia like a hunting knife, and said fiercely: "what are you? Dare you teach me a lesson?"

"I've been appointed by martial uncle Qi Qingshan to become a disciple of Tianjian sect. Elder martial brother Kang is the same generation. Regardless of cultivation, you should call me martial Uncle Ye and martial nephew Shen now. Do you want to commit the following crimes again? You insult the elders repeatedly and even show your intention to kill the elders of the sect. What's the face of the elders who make the rules of Tianjian sect?" Ye Yu shouted and drank, which made Shen Wanqian's cold face uncertain.

Although he is one of the top ten disciples of the main peak of Tianjian sect and has a noble status, the real power core of Tianjian sect is the latent elders. At this time, Ye Yu added the following crimes to him, and even gave him a big hat of disrespect for the sect elders, which made Shen Wanqian panic in an instant.

He wanted to kill Ye Yu, a new disciple, but ye Yu was right. He was a generation lower than him.

However, if you want to call him martial uncle in public, Shen Wanqian can't tolerate it anyway. At the moment, his eyes are surrounded by a layer of evil spirit, his strong killing intention is deeply hidden in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand trembles like a magic sword that wants to drink human blood.

"The magic sword trembles? Shen Wanqian, what do you want to do?" Kang Yuanjia was seriously injured. At the moment, he saw the terrible killing gas in Shen Wanqian's long sword, and immediately shouted.

Although Kang Yuanjia knew that Ye Yu was a devil and a young king with potential comparable to those powerful and arrogant young kings, in any case, Ye Yu's cultivation was still too low, but the seven heaven realm of virtual immortals, and Shen Wanqian was the perfect realm of virtual immortals. His talent was also terrible and incomparable. He could fight beyond his level, which showed his horror.

If ye Yu collides with him and doesn't use his great magic power, it's hard to win with Kendo only. After all, Kang Yuanjia has never heard of the magic of Kendo either in person or in rumors.

"I've only been a beginner for half a day and haven't practiced the art of Kendo in the sect. I don't want to win by other means. In this way, half a month later, you and I will fight on the life and death stage of Tianjian gate." Ye Yu suddenly made a voice, with a calm tone, but a strong self-confidence.

"What? Half a month? The boy is crazy!"

"In our Tianjian sect, there are countless sword skills in kendo, but even the simplest sword skills need many years to hone before they can achieve anything. The boy unexpectedly said that it only takes half a month to fight with senior brother Shen Wanqian with Tianjian sect kendo. Who gave him the courage?"

"Could it be that the boy wants to escape in this half month, so as to avoid senior brother Shen Wanqian getting angry and killing him?"

At the moment, countless disciples around him looked stunned. They didn't expect Ye Yu to boast so much.

"Be careful, the wind will flash your tongue!" the main peak disciple looked at Ye Yu and said with a cold smile.

However, Ye Yu didn't look at him at all. He just stared at Shen Wanqian not far away and said, "how about it? Do you dare to fight?"

"Childish way to excite." Shen Wanqian suddenly smiled coldly, but the next moment, he licked his lips and said abruptly, "what if I give you half a month? In half a month, on the stage of life and death, I will cut off your head and sacrifice your blood to my magic sword!"

Then Shen Wanqian stepped back to the depths of the main peak. He sneered in his heart. On the stage of life and death, life and death do not matter. At that time, his identity and seniority can no longer restrain him. The boy of Gujian Island dares to scold himself today. He is looking for death. At that time, he will let his blood splash the earth on the stage of life and death.

At this time, Ye Yu suddenly looked at the previous main peak disciple who spoke to stop them, and his eyes flashed a cold feeling.