Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

"It seems that you are going to become the enemy of our Wanji Alliance..."

As the voice fell, a monstrous momentum swept across instantly, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world.

Everyone was silent. This aura was not that of an ordinary ancestor. This was an ancestor of the Martial Saint Realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance.

Such a powerful momentum made everyone frightened.

Judging from the momentum of this group, they are about to start a fight.

"It seems that things are going to be difficult to improve today."

A martial artist whispered.

Qin Ye took out treasures like the Reincarnation Stone and presented them to these weird men in red. The men in red were in desperate need of the Reincarnation Stone, so if nothing else, the men in red would definitely fight side by side with Qin Ye.

"No matter who he is, if he deals with Qin Ye, I will definitely take action."

The great elder in red glanced at the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance, and his voice was extremely firm.

"Today, I will kill Qin Ye. If you dare to intervene, I will make your blood flow like a river."

The voice of the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance echoed in the sky like thunder, full of arrogance and arrogance.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

The words of the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance are more like an oath. This is to fight Qin Ye until death.

"The Wanji Alliance is so powerful that Qin Ye will definitely die!"

The foreign martial arts cultivators who wanted Qin Ye to die were extremely excited, their eyes flashed with excitement, and their mouths had cruel smiles, as if they had already seen Qin Ye's death date.

"Qin Ye is in trouble now. If there is only one Hugan, there may be a chance of victory, but now it is the Wanji Alliance, the Golden Tribe and the Hugan who have joined forces. Even with the help of these people in red, I am afraid that victory will not be possible. The chances are not good either.”

The ancestor of the human clan said in a low voice, his eyes full of fear.

There were three strong men in the Martial Saint Realm on the other side, but there was only one person on Qin Ye's side, and the gap became apparent.

Furthermore, those weird men in red may not really fight for Qin Ye. If they are defeated, they may find an opportunity to escape.

Many others think so too.

Therefore, Qin Ye's chances of winning are probably slim.

Even some powerful human beings began to retreat, preparing to find opportunities to escape, obviously not optimistic about Qin Ye.

"Qin Ye, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you surrender and hand over your treasures, I might be able to spare your life."

The ancestor of the Wanji Alliance said in a deep voice.

He wanted Qin Ye's treasure nakedly, and his abacus hit everyone in the face.

"Haha, how could Qin Ye be captured without hesitation?"

A foreign martial artist sneered and said loudly.

"That's right! Sect Master Qin will definitely fight to the end."

Many foreign martial arts cultivators praised Qin Ye loudly.

Of course, these foreign martial arts cultivators are not real praise, they are obviously flattering.

What's more, they want to see Qin Ye fight with them. Only if they really fight, maybe they can profit from it.

"Fight, fight, the more lively the fight, the better. If they don't fight, how can we seize the treasure from Qin Ye."

"Qin Ye must have Jiuyou Martial Emperor's treasure on his body. Only through a real fight can we find a chance."

A strong foreigner whispered in the crowd, with greedy light shining in his eyes.

"That's right! It's best to fight and lose both sides, then our chance will come."

Some foreign martial arts cultivators echoed.

These people just want to kill someone with a borrowed knife so they can fish in troubled waters.

As for Qin Ye and the ancestors of the Wanji Alliance, they saw through their thoughts with sharp eyes, but they did not say anything. These people were hiding in the darkness, but they were just clowns and could not get on the stage.

Facing the threat from the ancestors of the Wanji Alliance, Qin Ye smiled slightly and said: "This is actually what I should tell you. If you surrender now, maybe I will let you return to the Western Region safely."

"Since you are so ignorant of life and death, let's start a war."

The ancestor of the Wanji Alliance shouted loudly.

Qin Ye sneered and said, "Okay! Let's have a fun battle. I want to see your true strength."

Before the Ancestor of the Wanji League finished his words, he saw his figure move, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, and instantly appeared in front of Qin Ye.

He stretched out his palm, and a dark palm print condensed in his palm. In the palm print, thousands of ghosts howled miserably and roared towards Qin Ye.

Qin Ye's face did not change, and his figure floated slightly to avoid the thunderous blow from the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance.

At the same time, Qin Ye's momentum surged instantly, and he looked like a dragon. He waved his right hand and slashed with sword energy.

Wherever the sword light passed, the spaces were split open one after another, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

Upon seeing this, the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance had a look of surprise on his face, obviously a little surprised by Qin Ye's strength.

He did not dare to be careless about Qin Ye's attack. He put his hands together and formed a black barrier in front of him, trying to block Qin Ye's fierce sword light.

However, although Qin Ye's sword was wielded casually, its power was not low.

I saw the sword light slashing on the black barrier like a sword. After a stalemate, it was chopped into pieces. The sword's power did not decrease and continued to slash towards the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance.

The expression of the ancestor of the Wanji Alliance changed slightly. He still underestimated Qin Ye's strength. The power of this sword was surprisingly powerful.

He did not dare to be careless, and retreated quickly. At the same time, he waved his hands continuously, and shot out black palm prints one after another, shattering Qin Ye's sword energy.

The ancestor of the Wanliang League was like the wind at this time, constantly shuttling on the battlefield, and black palm prints fell like raindrops, covering Qin Ye.

Although Qin Ye was powerful, he had to be careful when facing a strong man like the ancestor of the Wanliang League.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the air around them seemed to be annihilated.

The aftermath of the battle continued to spread, shattering the surrounding buildings and rocks.

Those foreign martial artists who were hiding in the dark and wanted to fish in troubled waters were stunned. They did not expect the battle in the martial saint realm to be so fierce.

If they participated in it, they would be dead in a minute.

Just when Qin Ye was fighting, the golden palace suddenly rushed towards Qin Ye quickly, and the speed was too fast.

At this time, Qin Ye was concentrating on fighting with the ancestor of the Wanliang League. When he was discovered, it was too late.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the Golden Palace hit Qin Ye, knocking him thousands of meters away, and he fell to the ground, creating a deep pit.

With a bang, Qin Ye broke out of the ground and stood in the void again.

The Golden Palace's impact was indeed extremely powerful, but Qin Ye's body was not so easy to be damaged. This impact was just a scratch on Qin Ye.

"Very good!"

Qin Ye stood in the void, looking at the Golden Palace with a sharp gaze.