You have a good chance, I accept it.

The void was torn apart, and extremely terrifying gusts of wind scattered everywhere. Ye Lin and Yan Batian quickly retreated.

Yan Batian looked at Ye Lin calmly with a spear in his hand, while a trace of cherry red blood flowed from the corner of Ye Lin's mouth.

"Not bad."

Yan Batian looked at Ye Lin with admiration. From beginning to end, he had always had such a look, which made Ye Lin feel scared.

In fact, the hand holding the spear behind Yan Batian was trembling slightly. Even he was shocked by the previous confrontation.

This person was underestimated after all.

Ye Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suppressed the blood.

He was sure that although Yan Batian looked normal now, he was definitely not feeling well.

His sword was not so easy to take.

"I've changed my mind now. Follow me, I'll take you to a higher world, a wider world, and let you see scenes you've never seen before."

"If you are willing to follow me, the grudges between you and me will be wiped out."

Yan Batian looked at Ye Lin, his tone sincere.

Ye Lin sneered in his heart, realizing that he was not easy to solve, and began to change his way?

Follow you, this condition is indeed quite tempting.

But for himself, the road is his own, even if he dies, he will never follow anyone.

He can die, but he only hopes that he will die on the road of seeking the way.

Follow others? This is not what Ye Lin meant.

"You talk too much nonsense, kill me, or..."

Halfway through, Ye Lin seemed to be brewing something, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Batian in the distance with a bloodthirsty look.

"I'll kill you."

A voice full of murderous intent sounded, which made Yan Batian furious.

I gave you face so much, but you still don't know what's good for you, then... die.

No one can insist on his own way.

"Kill."

For a moment, the spear in Yan Batian's hand flowed, and he mobilized the immortal power in his body again to kill Ye Lin.

Ye Lin was not afraid at all, holding the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword and facing Yan Batian directly.

"This sword, Memory."

Ye Lin rushed to Yan Batian, and pointed his left hand at Yan Batian's forehead.

"Not good."

Yan Batian noticed Ye Lin's action and his expression changed slightly. Just when he wanted to resist, it was too late. A small transparent sword sank into his brow.

For a moment, Yan Batian stood still, his expression confused.

Remembrance is the first magical power created by Ye Lin, the first emperor-level magical power.

Unable to resist, cannot be looked at directly, and inevitable.

Seeing Yan Batian motionless, Ye Lin certainly would not give up such an opportunity.

"Heavenly Heart Sword Art, Break the Heart."

A mysterious aura surrounded Ye Lin.

This is the Tianxin Sword Art. At this moment, Ye Lin used the Tianxin Sword Art for the first time.

The Tianxin Sword Art and Tianxin Sword Art are more powerful when used together. Both are supreme methods.

And now, it is also the first time that Ye Lin uses the Tianxin Sword Art.

The first move, breaking the heart.

There was no fluctuation in the surrounding space, and at this moment, the bright red beating heart in Yan Batian's body suddenly exploded into pieces.

The meridians in the body were broken.

For a moment, Yan Batian's body quickly retreated. His lower body had already become transparent, and his eyes were still confused.

The body's retreat just now was just a self-reaction of the body.

The body of a true immortal, even if the soul dies, the body can still fight by itself. This is the terrifying thing about a true immortal.