I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

The people from Leihuomen used their spells and launched an attack on the few remaining intact buildings in Yijianmen.

A network of flames and lightning intertwined and fell towards Yijianmen.

All the people who were worshiping teachers in the ancestral hall also noticed the people from Leihuomen.

Although there was tension on their faces at this moment, they showed no timidity or fear.

"From today onwards, you are the disciples of Yijianmen!"

Wu Yifan looked at Zhang Dameng and the others with a solemn expression.

"Since they have already knocked on the door, naturally we can't always let you stand in front."

At this time, Wu Yifan, who was wearing the robe of the master of Yijianmen, walked out of the ancestral hall slowly, looking at the net of thunder and fire falling from the sky with piercing eyes.

"Sword come!"

Following Wu Yifan's soft drink, a long sword appeared in Wu Yifan's hand.

But this long sword is just a handle made of wood.

The wood used is not the top heaven and earth treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, but ordinary poplar in the world of mortals.

"Hahaha!"

Looking at the wooden sword in Wu Yifan's hand, the people from Leihuomen burst out laughing.

"A beggar is a beggar, and he doesn't even have a decent sword."

"I think you don't want to call it Yijianmen, just call it Beggar's Gate!"

Lei Wuji mocked arrogantly.

The elders of Lei Huo Sect also looked like they were joking, it was too much damage to their own appearance to act for such a beggar sect.

The taunting words of the Leihuomen pierced the hearts of Zhang Dameng and others like knives.

At this time, Zhang Dameng and others have truly regarded themselves as members of Yijianmen, and they are ready to defend the glory of Yijianmen at any time.

Compared to the arrogance and ignorance of everyone in Leihuomen, Ye Nan and Bai Linglong looked at Wu Yifan's attack with thoughtful expressions.

Ye Nan himself walked the way of swordsmanship in the Three Thousand Ways, so he could clearly feel the rhythm of the way on Wu Yifan's wooden sword.

It seemed to be an extremely ordinary wooden sword, but it was the projection of the way of the sword.

"This sword gate really has some ways!"

Ye Nan admired in his heart.

When Bai Linglong saw Wu Yifan's wooden sword, she remembered many things that she had forgotten.

At the same time, she has confirmed that this sword gate is really Xie Lingyu's inheritance.

Wu Yifan turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of everyone in Leihuomen, and he held the wooden sword tightly.

A majestic sword intent emanated from Wu Yifan's body, and Wu Yifan slashed towards the thunder and fire net in the sky.

The ordinary wooden sword turned into an indestructible artifact at this time, tearing the net of thunder and fire to pieces with one blow.

However, due to the huge impact, Wu Yifan staggered back three feet before stabilizing his figure.

No matter how powerful Yijianmen's skills are, Wu Yifan's cultivation is limited after all.

At this time, the blood in his body surged, and his throat became even more fishy and sweet.

However, he still resisted and swallowed the blood that had reached his throat abruptly back into his stomach.

Now he is the master of Zhang Dameng and others, and he cannot lose face in front of his disciples.

Zhang Dameng and others hurriedly supported Wu Yifan, so as not to let him fall.

Seeing Wu Yifan's burst of power in an instant, Lei Huomen fell into a brief silence for an instant.

But soon, the eyes of the elders of Leihuomen burst out with a dazzling look.

This expression is full of excitement and greed.

Judging from Wu Yifan's attack just now, it is obvious that he has practiced a very powerful technique.

As long as he can get this kind of exercise into his hands, then his status in Thunder Fire Sect will increase rapidly.

The observant Ye Nan instantly saw the greed of the Leihuomen elder.

The Immortal Realm is nothing different from the Upper Realm or the Xuanhuang Realm in essence.

The scramble for martial arts resources will never disappear.

Now that Yijianmen is in decline, its original cultivation method has naturally become a coveted existence.

This is the reason why every man is innocent and conceives his crime.

Ye Nan naturally has the strength to easily destroy Leihuomen, but he is not in a hurry to make a move.

Because if Ye Nan alone is relied on to revive Yijianmen, it will be nothing more than an empty shell.

It is impossible for Ye Nan to stay in Yijianmen forever. Yijianmen must have its own spirit.

Only in this way can Yijianmen continue to pass on.

"Hand over the exercises, and I can spare your life!"

The elder of Leihuomen looked down at Wu Yifan and threatened.

Although Lei Wuji was very keen on Yijianmen's skills, he knew that with the elders around, he would have no chance.

So he obediently stayed aside, watching the development of the situation.

"If you have the ability, you can get it yourself!"

Wu Yifan looked at the elder Leihuomen and said angrily.

Back then, when Wu Yifan's master, the old liar he called him, passed on the exercises to him.

Wu Yifan made a solemn oath that he would never pass Yijianmen's skills to outsiders.

"Since you don't know good and bad, then you all give me..."

"go to hell!"

The elder Leihuomen was furious.

Following his order, more than a hundred disciples of Lei Huo Sect attacked Ye Nan and others who had less than 20 people.

The disciples of Leihuomen formed an formation in twos and threes, and lightning bolts fell on the ruins of Yijianmen.

However, Yijianmen, which was originally in ruins, became even more dilapidated.

After the thunder and lightning raged, there was a raging fire.

Feeling the high temperature of the flames, Zhang Dameng and others with weaker cultivation bases were already sweating profusely.

Seeing the cowardly performance of the people from the Sword Sect in front of him, the elder Leihuo Sect became even more proud.

"Keep that old thing, and kill the rest!"

Elder Leihuomen ordered again.

After receiving the order from the elder of Leihuomen, the disciples of Leihuomen rushed towards Ye Nan and the others aggressively.

Lei Wuji mixed in with the crowd, and the air was full of shouts and killings.

But the footsteps under his feet were retreating unconsciously.

"These fools!"

Looking at the disciples of Yijianmen rushing forward one by one, Lei Wuji sneered in his heart.

The disciple of Thunder Fire Sect had already killed everyone in just one breath.

"Humph!"

Just when the Leihuomen disciples thought they had the chance to win, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the sky.

This cold snort was like a thunderbolt that exploded in the hearts of all Leihuomen, immediately causing them severe mental damage.

Leihuomen, including the Leihuomen elder, vomited blood and fell from the air amidst this cold snort.

Lei Huomen's aggressive and unstoppable attack disappeared with this cold snort.

Bai Linglong looked at the Leihuomen who had lost the ability to resist, showing disgust.

Her icy eyes swept across, and the Leihuomen disciples suddenly exploded into blood mist.