Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Jin Yan's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that if he wanted to escape this deadly situation, he had to give it a try and defeat the powerful opponent in front of him. However, this was so difficult. He took a deep breath and prepared to mobilize every bit of strength left in his body for this final desperate fight.

"Hahaha, kid, I'll see if you can survive today!" Jiang Lianheng's laughter echoed in the empty venue, full of the pleasure and pride of surviving a disaster.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes flashed with the unique light after the disaster. It was a kind of feeling for the impermanence of life and also a blessing for the favor of fate.

He thought to himself that if he hadn't been lucky, he would have died here long ago, but as the saying goes, "Those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future." Now the arrival of his second uncle Jiang Zhan is undoubtedly his greatest blessing and his greatest reliance on dealing with Jin Yan.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lianheng's eyes became more determined. He seemed to have seen how he could use Jin Yan as a bargaining chip to force Ling Xiao to be cautious and finally achieve his ulterior motives. This calculation and cunning were fully revealed on his face, but also revealed a chilling coldness.

And Jin Yan, facing Jiang Lianheng's provocation and complacency, just glanced at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain and determination. He spoke coldly, his voice low and powerful: "I will drag you to be a scapegoat even if I die."

This sentence is not only a threat to Jiang Lianheng, but also a true portrayal of his inner unyielding and determination. He knows that he is at a disadvantage at the moment, but even in a desperate situation, he will never give up resistance, and will make Jiang Lianheng worse.

Jiang Lianheng obviously felt the sense of security emanating from Jin Yan's body. I was startled and hurried forward to mix into the crowd of onlookers.

In that case, even if Jin Yan suddenly attacked, it would be difficult for him to quickly lock my position in the crowd, which slightly increased my chances of escape. I hid in the crowd, secretly observing the confrontation between Jin Yan and Jiang Zhan, feeling relaxed and expectant.

"Big brother, he is too arrogant. Without me here, he still wants to kill the head of the Jiang family. Dream on!" Jiang Zhan's voice sounded like thunder, shaking the eardrums of the people around him.

The Mo Dao was less than ten feet long, and the blade was cold and sharp. Just standing there quietly, people could feel the weak power and terrifying power it contained.

This was the clone of the White Horned Demon Dragon. At the last moment of its life, it completed its act of repaying Jin Yan.

The long sword seemed to appear out of thin air from the void, with a strong smell of blood and a heart-pounding chill. Its appearance broke the originally relaxed and calm battle rhythm, shocking everyone present.

"Kill!" Jiang Zhan's roar exploded like thunder. My voice was full of determination and anger, as if I wanted to concentrate all my strength under that knife. I jumped up like a tiger climbing a mountain. The white Mo Dao in my hand cut through the air with the whistling sound of the wind, and went straight to Jin Yan.

My eyes were deep and hesitant, looking at the gradually dissipating white-horned dragon clone, and my tone was full of promise and determination. That sentence was not only a comfort to the white-horned dragon clone, but also a persistence in my own beliefs.

Puff!

The sharp blood-red long knife accurately penetrated my body. If Jiang Zhan had not relied on his amazing reaction and cultivation at the critical moment of life and death, and instantly moved his body to the left by an inch, this icy hot blade would have mercilessly pierced my heart and let me die tragically on that merciful battlefield.

Who is its owner? Why did it appear at this moment? What is the purpose? Those questions are like a mist, shrouding everyone's heart, making it elusive. When Jiang Zhan noticed something strange in front of him, he was startled and quickly put away his sword to defend himself, fearing that he would be injured by the sudden attack.

Jiang Zhan held the Mo Dao in his hand, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he was a god of war that could be defeated. My appearance made the originally relaxed atmosphere more solemn, and also made Jin Yan feel unprecedented pressure. However, Jin Yan did not retreat because of this. I gritted my teeth, hesitated, and prepared to face the life-and-death battle.

The blade of the Mo Dao flashed coldly in the sunlight, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, showing its unparalleled sharpness and power.

It roared and rushed towards the weak Jiang family members who intended to continue to attack Jin Yan, and used its huge body to build a strong and indestructible defense line for Jin Yan.

"Don't watch them, come together, and destroy the eldest son first!" Jiang Lianheng shouted anxiously on the side, and my voice was full of anxiety and peace. I knew Jin Yan's evilness very well, so I must catch him as soon as possible. The consequences would be unimaginable.

In that relaxed and depressing atmosphere, a huge creature suddenly appeared out of nowhere, its body covering the sky and the sun, like a giant beast from ancient times, with a majesty and power that could not be forgotten.

However, at that critical moment, something strange happened. Just when Jiang Zhan's Mo Dao was about to touch Jin Yan's body, a blood-red long sword appeared quietly in front of Jiang Zhan.

Even so, the fatal blow made my face pale as paper in an instant, and the blood flowing from the corner of my mouth was like a withered petal, indicating the heavy damage I suffered.

The appearance of the blood-red long sword undoubtedly reduced some unknowns and variables in that battle.

"Worry, find his body, and you must release it." Ling Xiao's voice sounded at this time, and I fell steadily beside Jin Yan like a savior descending from the sky.

Jin Yan frowned upon seeing this, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. I knew that Jiang Zhan's strength was not to be underestimated. If I took that knife head-on, I would definitely suffer the consequences.

However, that short-lived protection came at the cost of sacrifice. Before the giant beast endured several attacks, its body gradually became blurred, and finally turned into several spots of light and dissipated in the air.

But at this moment, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and mobilize all my strength to prepare for the fatal blow. I quickly adjusted my body shape, and my feet pressed on the ground, like a heavy swallow, looking for a ray of hope between life and death.

A dull sound, accompanied by a splash of blood, announced the collapse of Jiang Zhan's defense without suspense.

Therefore, I firmly commanded the rest of the Jiang family's weaklings to launch a siege against Jin Yan. Those weaklings moved upon hearing the order, and they all displayed their own unique skills, trying to surround Jin Yan from all directions and completely cut off my way.

I drew out the white sword indifferently. It seemed to have no spirit. It made loud sounds as I moved, emitting a chill that made people's heart palpitate.

The air around me seemed to freeze. The weaklings of the Jiang family looked horrified when they saw that scene. It was hard for us to imagine that Jiang Zhan, who was so skilled, would be injured in that sudden attack, and the severity of the injury was shocking.