I awakened the storyteller system

"You can do whatever you can! I, Ye Wentian, will do my best to accompany you."

The long sword in Ye Wentian's hand pointed at the thousands of miles of thunderclouds in the sky, and the disdain in his eyes was undisguised.

"Worthy of being a descendant of my Yanhuang descendants, this courage has my demeanor."

At this time, a road appeared from the middle of the thousands of miles of thunderclouds in the sky, and the phantom of a middle-aged man wearing a golden royal robe and holding a long sword slowly walked out of the thunderstorm.

"Ye Wentian, a descendant of descendants, met Emperor Xuanyuan."

Ye Wentian saw the phantom of the middle-aged man and said quickly.

"What? This is Emperor Xuanyuan."

"Impossible, Emperor Xuanyuan died hundreds of thousands of years ago, how could he appear here?"

"I don't know either, but Mr. Ye probably wouldn't lie about this kind of thing."

At this time, another voice came from a distance, and I saw that Yingzheng brought Fusu came from the Daqin Palace, bowed slightly to Emperor Xuanyuan and said, "Later, Yingzheng brought Fusute to pay respects to Emperor Xuanyuan."

Emperor Xuanyuan looked at the two of Ying Zheng and nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Ye Wentian and said, "Boy, I am your third thunder tribulation, let's practice hard today!"

As Xuanyuan Huangdi's words fell, the long sword in Emperor Xuanyuan's hand slammed towards Ye Wentian, and a bright golden light seemed to split the world in two.

"The younger generation Ye Wentian is willing to learn Emperor Xuanyuan's brilliant tricks!"

A frantic fighting intent flashed in Ye Wentian's eyes, and an extreme chill erupted from Ye Wentian's body.

A giant eye also slowly appeared in the sky. For a moment, everyone felt that they were completely seen by the giant eye in the sky, and they couldn't help wrapping their clothes tightly.

Ye Wentian looked at Xuanyuan Huangdi in front of him and couldn't help but smile, because he had seen through the moves of Emperor Xuanyuan.

I saw Ye Wentian's body tilted slightly, and the golden sword energy slashed along Ye Wentian's side to the open space under Ye Wentian's feet.

All of a sudden, the dust was flying, and the sword energy was overflowing.

"The Demon God Comes to the World!"

Ye Wentian's voice could only be heard slowly, and a small crack opened between Ye Wentian's forehead little by little, and an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Ye Wentian's body.

"interesting!"

When Emperor Xuanyuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a fighting spirit in his heart. He was not the real body of Emperor Xuanyuan, but just a mark left by Emperor Xuanyuan in his big move.

He who has been sleeping for hundreds of years now just wants to fight wantonly.

Directly swiping the emperor's right hand, countless long swords flew towards Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, hovering beside Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

As Xuanyuan Huangdi's words fell, those long swords pierced towards Ye Wentian in an instant, and even the surrounding space was smashed to pieces by Xuanyuan Huangdi's sword intent.

"boom!"

The phantom of the demon behind Ye Wentian collided fiercely with the countless long swords.

The sword energy and the magic power collided, and ripples were formed in the air instantly, and endless power swept across.

Ye Wentian was shocked back violently, and as Ye Wentian receded, a two-meter-long crack appeared on the ruins of the tavern instantly.

"Come again!"

Ye Wentian waved his already numb fist casually, and punched out again fiercely, a terrifying power exploded on Ye Wentian's fist.

"King Fist!"

As Ye Wentian's words fell, the light between the sky and the earth suddenly disappeared, and a black spot slowly appeared on Ye Wentian's fist.

Everyone looked at the black spot on Ye Wentian's fist in fear, because they felt the terrifying intent of devouring Ye Wentian's fist.

"Psychic!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Xuanyuan's eyes became even more warlike. With a fierce wave of his right hand, a long sword slowly appeared in his hand.

I saw the sun, moon and stars engraved on one side of this long sword, and mountains and rivers were engraved on the other side.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wentian also knew that Emperor Xuanyuan had become serious, because the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in Emperor Xuanyuan's hands now.

Even if the Xuanyuan sword in Emperor Xuanyuan's hand is just a phantom, it still carries unrivaled power.

"This treasure is really terrifying. Does anyone know its history?"

"Usually I tell you to study, and you go to feed the pigs, but now you're going to make a fool of yourself. You haven't even heard the name of Xuanyuan Sword. What qualifications do you have to say that you are the descendant of Xuanyuan Huangdi?"

At this time, an old man stood up among the crowd and said: "Emperor Xuanyuan is the earliest emperor in this world. His strength is extremely terrifying. He can easily cut mountains and rivers and destroy rivers."
"The rumored Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor easily killed a strong man in the fusion stage when he was only 20 years old."

"However, Xuanyuan Sword is Emperor Xuanyuan's talisman, and has accompanied Emperor Xuanyuan in tens of thousands of battles, big and small."

"I originally thought Xuanyuan Sword was just a weapon in mythology, but now it seems that Xuanyuan Sword does exist. Now that I see Xuanyuan Sword, I will have no regrets in this life."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Emperor Xuanyuan in midair with scorching eyes, unwilling to waste any time.

At this moment, a golden light slowly emerged from Emperor Xuanyuan's body, enveloping Emperor Xuanyuan in it.

All of a sudden, the aura in Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's body soared several times, and the terrifying coercion swept the entire Great Qin.

"Is this the true strength of the ancestor? But if it is only like this, it is still impossible to defeat me."

As Ye Wentian's words fell, that black spot flew towards Emperor Xuanyuan in an instant.

"puff!"

It was not like what everyone imagined, when the black dot touched Emperor Xuanyuan, it instantly wiped out the spiritual energy at the same time.

"How is this possible, are the current juniors so strong?"

Emperor Xuanyuan looked at Ye Wentian in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, put away the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian looked at Emperor Xuanyuan, who looked like he was coming, and put away the boiling spiritual energy on his body.

"Junior, I feel the aura of my true deity on your body. You should have met my deity and have been approved by my deity. If this is the case, then I will help you."

Emperor Xuanyuan patted his palm lightly on Ye Wentian's back while speaking, a huge amount of knowledge flooded into Ye Wentian's mind in an instant.

"Xuanyuan Sword Formation!"

Sensing the inexplicable sword formation in his mind, Ye Wentian looked at the Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him in disbelief. In his impression, the Xuanyuan Sword Formation was Emperor Xuanyuan's self-created sword formation, which was quite powerful.

Just when Ye Wentian was about to say something, he found that the Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him had turned into rays of light and disappeared between the sky and the earth.