Marry a Wife for Longevity, I Will Establish a Family of Immortals

404: I told you, you don’t deserve it!“......”

Wan Hao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly said, “Fellow Daoist Su!”

“I don’t understand!”

“Stop pretending!” Su Yuan sighed, holding the Phantom Demon Sword.

“Since you don’t understand!”

“Then I’ll tell you!”

As his words fell, the Phantom Demon Sword in his hand emitted a powerful Devilish Qi, enveloping the Wan Family’s ancestral land.

In the high sky, a chilling Sword Qi enveloped the area, falling like a dense sword rain, covering the entire Family.

Seeing this, Wan Hao’s eyes blazed with anger, and he immediately made his move.

“You, surnamed Su!”

“Don’t go too far!”

“Hmph!” Su Yuan’s eyes flickered, and he casually unleashed a sword strike.

Boom!!

Wan Hao’s figure was sent flying backward, like a cannonball, directly plummeting into the ground.

He had no power to resist whatsoever.

He was defeated instantly.

Witnessing this scene, the various Families observing from afar were all shocked, their eyes widening.

They hadn’t expected Su Yuan to actually dare to make a move, nor to possess such formidable strength.

Just one sword strike had severely injured Wan Hao.

“You…”

In the deep pit, Wan Hao was somewhat incredulous.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his aura also becoming weak.

Even if he knew there was a gap between them, it couldn’t be this exaggerated!

He couldn’t even block a single sword, he was completely crushed.

It was truly a bit hard to accept.

“I said!”

“You don’t deserve it!”

Su Yuan leaned down, watching him, and walked over with the long sword in hand, devoid of any emotion.

“Tell your Old Ancestor to come out!”

“Otherwise, the Wan Family will be wiped out today!”

“......” Wan Hao’s face was filled with terror, and he opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.

As he watched the Sword Intent descend from the high sky, countless terrifying sword rains falling, feeling utterly powerless.

Suddenly, at this moment, a Aged and hoarse voice rang out, accompanied by an invisible force that blocked the sky-filling sword rain.

Looking up, he saw a gray-robed old man standing in the high sky.

“Husband!”

“This is Wan Qian!”

“The Wan Family Old Ancestor!”

Mu Bingxin transmitted a reminder from the side.

Su Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze appraising the other party, his eyes quite calm.

“Greetings, Senior Wan!”

“Hmph!” Wan Qian’s aged face carried a hint of anger.

“Su Boy!”

“Who gave you the guts?”

“To actually come to the Wan Family and act so wildly?”

“Old Ghost Mu?”

“Hehe!” Su Yuan chuckled.

“Senior Wan is joking!”

“Senior Old Mu has already gone to Qin Country and has no time to return!”

“Is that so!” Wan Qian’s eyes turned cold, and he directly struck out with his palm.

“Then let this old man educate you!”

“......” Facing the incoming palm print, Su Yuan remained calm, holding the Phantom long sword and directly striking out.

Boom!!

The Sword Intent struck the palm print, emitting terrifying power, reverberating throughout the high sky.

Witnessing this, Wan Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly, somewhat incredulous.

He hadn’t expected the other party to be able to block it.

“Indeed, a Prodigy!”

“To be able to suppress the crowd at the Jin Dan Initial Stage!”

“If you truly form a Nascent Soul!”

“I’m afraid there will be no place for us in Wei Country!”

As his words fell, Wan Qian’s eyes grew cold, and a murderous intent emerged in his eyes as he directly flew over.

Seeing this, Su Yuan also did not dare to be careless, holding the Illusion Sword Technique and striking out.

Boom!!

In an instant.

Countless enchanting women surrounded Wan Qian, posing seductively.

Even if he had seen countless women before.

Facing so many women, he still found it difficult to resist, and his Qi weakened.

Especially when the figure of the Succubus appeared, dressed in a thin dress, revealing her alluring figure.

This caused Wan Qian to be momentarily stunned.

But soon, he sobered up, shattering the illusion with a palm strike, his eyes somewhat solemn.

“Illusion technique?”

“No, this is real?”

Wan Qian looked at the Succubus, examining her closely, and couldn’t help but exclaim.

“This, this is Devilish Qi?”

“Who exactly are you?”

“......” The Succubus did not answer, only turned to look at Su Yuan, with a hint of reproach in her eyes.

“Master!”

“It’s so rare to come out once!”

“Why is it an old man?”

“This servant, this servant is not good at seducing!”

“......” Su Yuan’s face was calm, his words slightly cold, and the Phantom Demon Sword shot out.

“Then make your move!”

“Good!” The Succubus did not hesitate, her figure entering the Demon Sword, and she struck at Wan Qian.

Boom!!

This sword strike was astonishingly powerful.

Illusions filled the sky, accompanied by black flames, enveloping the high sky.

The Phantom Demon Sword constantly weaved through, emitting a sharp aura.

Facing the might of the Demon Sword, Wan Qian did not dare to be careless and could only dodge.

However, at this moment, the Phantom long sword whistled over, and several illusions appeared, making it impossible to discern their true nature.

“Damn it!”

“Demon Race!”

“Demon Sword!”

“Do you really think the Demon Race can contend with this old man?”

As his words fell, a golden light appeared around Wan Qian, and a golden Buddha light shone, accompanied by mysterious runes, circling around his body, blocking the Demon Sword’s attack.

At this moment, even the Succubus was unable to break through the defense.

The force of the Buddha light’s rebound made her dizzy and she no longer had any strength.

She could only fly back into Su Yuan’s hand.

“Master!”

“This old man Cultivates Buddhist Dharma!”

“This servant, this servant is just a remnant soul, I dare not clash directly!”

“......” Su Yuan nodded slightly, holding the Phantom long sword and gently stroking it.

“You’ve done well!”

“Let me do it!”

Hearing this, Wan Qian’s eyes showed mockery, a hint of disdain.

“Su Boy!”

“If you relied on the Demon Sword and the Demon Soul within it, you might still be able to contend with this old man for a bit!”

“But do you think you can fight this old man by yourself?”

“I’m afraid you’re still a bit too green!”

“Is that so?” Su Yuan shook his head and smiled.

“You’re very confident?”

“To be honest, your Qi is not even as good as Little Fan’s!”

“Who is Little Fan?”

“Guess?” As his words fell, Su Yuan directly flew out, holding the long sword and striking.

Seeing this, Wan Qian’s eyes showed disdain, and he casually waved his hand, a scorching hot flame ignited fiercely, directly trapping him in the flames.

“Hmph!”

“You probably haven’t experienced the power of the Nascent Soul Stage!”

“With just your…”

However, before he could finish speaking, Su Yuan broke through the flames, his left hand tightly grasping the Zhu Xie Sword, and his right hand holding the Phantom Demon Sword, two long swords striking out, a black and white cross-slash.

Boom!!

The combined power of the two Sword Qi directly forced Wan Qian back.

His eyes also became somewhat solemn.

“It seems!”

“If I don’t show my true abilities!”

“I really won’t be able to capture you!”

Wan Qian’s aged face, beard, and eyebrows trembled, and as he waved his hand, his clothes burst open, revealing a withered, thin body.

But Su Yuan could feel the immense power contained within this body.

Especially the golden light enveloping his entire body.

Like a Buddha.