"Ridiculous!" Jiang Yan's indifference was instant, and her expression was even more indifferent: "Do you really think you can kill Xiaoyaomen?"
"It's shameless for Xiaoyaomen to do such things, so what about massacre!" Ye Tian's expression was indifferent, with a tyrannical aura even more.
It's just that facing everything, Jiang Yan never paid attention to it. Ye Tian wanted to slaughter Xiaoyaomen, it was not that simple.
Many masters of Xiaoyaomen were also a little vigilant, but naturally they never expected that Ye Tian would dare to speak out, and he didn't take Xiaoyaomen at all.
Not long after, the two forces fought with endless momentum, but each had losses.
But in the crucial battle, it is still difficult to distinguish between high and low.
Ye Tian, who was at the peak of the semi-sage, faced Jiang Yan, not only was he not defeated, but he had a faint upper hand.
"How is this possible? Your kid is only a semi-saint, how can you compare with me!" Jiang Yan's eyes were horrified, showing disbelief.
Ye Tian being able to compete with him made him even more unwilling. As a saint, how could he accept this situation.
"Although you are a saint, it's a pity that you are not a real saint." Ye Tian smiled lightly: "A real saint must be able to control the world, and he must be a virtuous person. It is definitely not your corrupt character. No one deserves to be a saint at all.”
"What qualifications do you have to teach me!"
Jiang Yan's eyes showed a cold light: "It's just a mere half-sage, do you think you have the upper hand, and you are already sure of victory?"
"You are right. I may not be able to control the overall situation, but you will never be able to go to the end." Ye Tian sneered and said: "I have slaughtered my family, and even my close relatives have never been spared. Lost my heart."
Jiang Yan laughed loudly, with a black air covering his body, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Ye Tian, if he could kill Ye Tian, many masters in Fenglei Pavilion would be in chaos, and they would naturally be suppressed by Xiaoyaomen .
It's a pity that no matter what methods he tried, he couldn't suppress Ye Tian. He even had an intuition that it was impossible for him to defeat Ye Tian, because he didn't have the strength at all.
But for some reason, he was full of unwillingness in his heart. As a saint, he would never allow such a thing to happen.
"Master, many masters of Xiaoyaomen have suffered heavy casualties, and there are quite a few of them here." An elder stepped forward with a more dignified expression, and shouted at Jiang Yan at the same time.
Jiang Yan's expression was also instantly indifferent, her whole body breathed to the extreme, and there was a chill everywhere she passed, making people tremble constantly, but Ye Tian stood aside, his eyes became very indifferent: "You and my strength It's almost the same, if you want to beat me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"That's because you don't know my methods. I never thought that a little half-sage could force me to use the Taihuang Cauldron!"
With indifference in his eyes, there was a surge of virtual light on Jiang Yan's palm, and a huge cauldron appeared above his head, and at the same time exuded an aura that covered the sky and the sun, causing many people present to rush Stopping the movement of the hand, it turned black in all directions, because this powerful wave made it difficult for them to bear.
"This breath, what a terrifying breath!"
Inside the Fenglei Pavilion, many disciples... shouted one after another, with even more dignified expressions.