Eight hundred and thirtieth chapter tip of the iceberg

"Send you on the road together!" The short seven words, how domineering!

The seven characters lingered in the ears of more than seven million disciples. This indifferent voice made all the disciples shudder.

You must know that the four of them are all at the Soul Pulse Realm Great Perfection!

On the Jade Building, Tantai Yu, Tantai Xuanzhong, Shen Subing, and Mu Mengjia, Zhong Wu Shiyao, Xue Ziyan, Huangfu Yingying in Tiangong Square, at this moment, there is no worry or anxiety in their eyes.

To this day, they already believed every word Tan Yun said. Since Tan Yun said so, they were sure to kill four people.

On the other hand, looking at the ancient soul line, the talisman line, the tool line, and the holy soul line, the four great ancestors couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The four Great Patriarchs looked at each other, and then encouraged Zhao Bijun, Pang Yuan, Wu Yi, and Yan Rishen to fight to the death!

Jin Xianghai, the ancestor of the Danmai, thought to himself: "Could it be that Tan Yun, this little bastard, knows that Young Master Jin is strong, so he dare not let Young Master Jin and the four of them go together?"

Similarly, Situ Wuhen, the great ancestor of the beast soul lineage, was also puzzled, "Is it possible that Tan Yun learned that the old great-grandson is powerful? That's why Hao'er is not allowed to join him?"

At this moment, Jin Xianghai naturally didn't know that the reason why Tan Yun did not let Jin Shaoxian go together was because Tan Yun knew that Jin Shaoxian was a member of the Jin family!

No matter what Situ Wuhen thought about it, he would never think of why Tan Yun didn't let Situ Hao go together.

Not only he can't guess, no one can guess!

The reason for Tan Yun is very simple, because he thought of Situ Jiannan in his hometown!

He had decided to kill Situ Hao, but thinking of the past of Situ Jiannan and Liu Ruyan's collusion, he hated the enemy surnamed Situ very much at this moment!

At this time, Yu Wenfeng, who was concerned about Tan Yun's safety, said worriedly: "Young Sect Master, do you really want to fight with one against four?"

"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded with a firm tone.

Yuwen Fengjun said in a buoyant voice: "Now, this law enforcement elder has announced that the four of you will challenge the young sect master, and the official start!"

"kill!"

"kill him!"

"..."

Zhao Bijun, Pang Yuan, Wu Yi, and Yan Rishen, in order to prevent them from being controlled by Tan Yuntong, the four closed their eyes and released their spiritual consciousness, shouting and holding their swords and flying towards the floating platform!

In the void, when Pang Yuan and Zhao Bijun were attacking Tan Yun directly, Zhao Bijun killed Tan Yun like a ghost with a sword!

Pang Yuan waved his right arm, and all of a sudden, attacking talismans blasted towards Tan Yun!

As for Wu Yi and Yan Rishen, they worked together to bring out the power of space that swept the sky, and the sword lights that ripped apart the sky one after another, killing Tan Yun's back!

In an instant, dozens of sub-sacred attack talismans turned into ice cones all over the sky, and fire dragons attacked Tan Yun!

When the great ancestors thought that Tan Yun was either dead or injured, the subsequent scene changed their faces greatly, and they all got up from their seats and exclaimed: "What a fast speed!"

In the field of vision of more than seven million people, Tan Yun suddenly swirled around his body with pale golden spiritual power, and performed the Hongmeng Divine Step!

"Whoosh whoosh—"

"Push, puff—"

But seeing Tan Yun flipped his right hand, holding a purple flying sword, he drew a huge arc from the void, and blood flowed away from Zhao Bijun, Pang Yuan, and Wu Yi in a flash!

In the next moment, Tan Yun escaped the attack from the sky, and his body swayed from the void, and he appeared beside Yan Rishen in a volley!

"Why are you so fast... no, no!"

Yan Chengchen's terrified scream sent chills down your spine!

"Go to hell!"

Tan Yun's sword pierced through Yan Rishen's eyebrows with the sound of cracking bones and gushing blood, piercing his head!

Yan Rishen was killed on the spot, and ten soul veins were destroyed before they escaped from the body!

At this moment, all the original attacks on Tan Yun in the void disappeared, and some were just the bodies of Zhao Bijun, Pang Yuan, and Wu Yi falling toward the table!

As the three fell, a bloodshot appeared on their necks, and then, as the bloodshot expanded, the heads of the three flew away from the corpse.

However, just now, the three of them were cut off by Tan Yun's necks. It was only because of the speed of Tan Yun's movement and the speed of swinging the sword that the heads of the three of them fell off their necks at this moment!

"Young Sect Master, spare your life!"

"Young Sect Master, please give us a chance!"

"Uuu... Young Sect Master, we know we're wrong..."

"Young Sect Master, please spare our soul veins..."

With one after another crying and begging for mercy, the soul veins of three people drilled out of the 30 people's severed heads.

Among them, Zhao Bijun and Pang Yuan had ten soul veins each, knowing that it was useless to flee for their lives, so they knelt in the air and kept kowtowing.

And Wu Yi's ten ethereal soul veins did not kneel, but smiled miserably: "I Wu Yi practiced for three hundred years, but I never thought that I would die..."

"Buzz!"

Tan Yun ignored Zhao Bijun and Pang Yuan's pleas for mercy, he looked indifferent, waved his big hand, and a light golden spiritual power, like a golden tide, swallowed the three people's thirty soul veins!

The next moment, the sky was empty, as if there had never been a fight. Only the four corpses on the floating platform proved the fact that Tan Yun killed four people in an instant.

At this moment, in the Tiangong Square, millions of disciples from the ancient soul line, the talisman line, the artifact line, and the holy soul line made an unstoppable scream of grief:

"How could this be? How could our saintess die!"

"Our holy son is the strongest disciple of our talisman... woo woo..."

"..."

When the disciples of the Fourth Vessel were heartbroken, the expressions of the ancestors of the Four Veins on the Jade Tower became more and more ugly.

They also held the idea of ​​joining forces with a saintess and three saints to kill Tan Yun, but they never expected that the four of them would join forces to face Tan Yun, who was still weak and pitiful!

The four of them didn't show the secret skills taught to them by their ancestors at all, and they died in Tan Yun's slaughter!

At the same time, their expressions changed when they looked at Tan Yun!

In their hearts, Tan Yun is simply not a human being!

If it were a human, how could he kill four geniuses who were at the great perfection of the Soul Pulse Realm in an understatement with the strength of the sixth-layer Soul Pulse Realm!

At this moment, Tantai Yu, Tantai Xuanzhong and his son had a smile written on their faces.

Because Tan Yun didn't let them down!

Tantai Xian'er, who was disguised as a man in the square, looked up at the cyan figure that was still standing in the sky, with an unstoppable look of admiration in her eyes.

And Feng Yun, who was in the Yulou seat, glanced at Tan Yun, and said to Feng Qingcheng, who looked dull in the next seat, and said, "Qingcheng, you can see Tan Yun's ability and potential."

"He didn't use the body refining technique, nor did he use the sword technique or sword formation, so he easily killed six people one after another, which is enough to show that what Tan Yun showed us was just the tip of the iceberg of his strength!"

"Even if you have the strength to leapfrog the second level of the Divine Vein Realm, you may not be his opponent!"

"Gaozu still hopes you can think about not killing Tan Yun, can you?"