Hunting Immortals and Demons

After Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo completed it, others also completed it one after another.

Eighteen different beasts have been put into the main pot in the middle.

"You all, prepare together. Listen to my instructions and pour the martial arts soup into the main pot."

Yan Shiqing drank lowly and stared into the cauldron with high concentration.

After a while.

"fall."

Yan Shiqing shouted loudly.

Surrounding them, more than a dozen kinds of martial arts were poured into the main pot almost at the same time.

boom!

Inside the main pot, there was a roar, like a volcano erupting, and black mist filled the air. In the black mist, souls could be vaguely seen roaring and wailing.

But the next moment, everything converged.

"The first step is done."

Yan showed great joy and took a long breath.

Then he winked at the two martial masters of the Yan clan.

Immediately, Yan's masters surrounded Lu Yan and others.

"Everyone, come closer to the main pot. I still need your help."

A martial master from the Yan clan spoke.

Everyone could only approach the main pot.

Yan Shiqing was still concentrating, staring at the cauldron, slapping his palms on the cauldron continuously, using his true strength to increase the firepower.

"cast."

Yan Shiqing suddenly spoke.

cast?

What to invest in? Haven't you already voted?

Before anyone could react, they saw a martial master from the Yan family reaching out to grab a martial arts chef and throwing it directly into the main pot.

"Oh help, no."

This martial arts chef was one of the top thirty people. He was struggling crazily, trying to get out of the cauldron.

But the black liquid in the pot seemed to be alive, wrapping him up, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

His body was flying quickly, and soon his lower body disappeared, and then his upper body was dragged down, leaving behind his frightened and desperate eyes.

The faces of others changed wildly.

"Cooking with live people, you are crazy."

"Mr. Yan, what do you mean?"

A few people roared angrily, and others were also alert, with inner energy filling their entire bodies.

"Vote again."

Yan Shiqing continued to speak.

A martial master from the Yan family stepped forward and reached out to grab a martial arts chef.

"Fight with you."

The martial arts chef roared in despair and resisted desperately, but the difference between the master and the martial master was too far, and all resistance was in vain. The martial master of the Yan family easily grabbed his neck and threw him into the cauldron.

There was another scream of despair.

"Mr. Yan, you are so crazy."

Someone trembled.

"If you can contribute to the great cause of our Yan family, it will be worth your knowledge."

A martial master of the Yan clan sneered, his eyes cold.

"Everyone, this martial arts competition is a trap. They originally wanted to use us to cook evil martial arts. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to fight with them."

Someone yelled.

"Yes, it is better to die in battle than to die in frustration."

"Fight them, rush."

Others followed and shouted.

The remaining twenty or so people rushed in all directions.

"court death."

The two martial masters of the Yan clan shouted coldly, and their true strength exploded, and they shot continuously.

Their speed was so fast that in an instant, seven or eight people had their legs broken and fell to the ground.

It is not killed because it is still needed for cooking.

The master-level experts of the Yan clan also took action to stop the others.

"That way."

Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo looked at each other, understanding each other, and rushed in a certain direction together.

In this direction, there are also several experts from the Yan family, all of whom are above the fifth level of Grandmaster.

The Yan family had already prepared, so those who came here were all elites.

But compared with Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo, the gap is too big.

Bump!

The two masters of the Yan clan retreated a hundred meters and fell to the ground, no longer breathing at all.

Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo broke out of the encirclement and sped towards the exit.

The expressions of several martial masters from the Yan clan changed.

"I'll chase him."

A martial master from the Yan clan stepped forward and rushed out, chasing after Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo.

Lu Yan used the Void Step, his body was as light as nothing and he was extremely fast.

But Shen Yinuo was not slow at all, as if walking on the wind, following Lu Yan closely.

Lu Yan recalled that when he first met Shen Yinuo, he was deeply impressed by the other person's movement skills.

Back then, he had always wanted to learn.

"Yinuo, I'm afraid your footwork is not first-class, but it is superb."

Lu Yan whispered.

"Well, it's the ultimate one, called Feixian Step."

Shen Yinuo nodded.

Bump bump bump.

From behind, there was a violent roar, like a giant beast stepping on its feet.

Lu Yan looked back and saw a Martial Lord of the Yan family striding after him. With every step he took, a big hole would explode in the ground, with gravel flying and smoke filling the air.

Lu Yan's expression changed.

Although this person's physical skills are not as good as those of Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo, he is closing the distance with them by relying on his strong physical fitness and terrifying explosive power.

Speed, faster than them.

Not caring about hiding it, he thought about it and had a war bow in his hand.

This bow is no longer the horn bow I used before, but a new one I acquired some time ago, a high-level magic weapon with a nice name: Xingluo.

An arrow shot out and the stars fell.

call out!

Lu Yan shot out an arrow. The arrow rang eight times in the air and hit the opponent.

After reaching the fifth level of master's cultivation, even the eight-ring arrow is more powerful than the nine-ring arrow at the fourth level.

The Yan clan's martial master's fists turned red, and he used the Yan clan's ultimate martial arts, the Yanjin Divine Fist, and punched out, causing the arrow to fly away.

"So strong, stronger than the Martial Lord I killed back then."

Lu Yan felt awe-struck.

"This person has probably already reached the second level of his real body. We are no match."

Shen Yinuo said.

Lu Yan also knew that he was no match for this person, but he still kept shooting arrows.

Running and shooting at the same time, even if it can't hurt the person, it can still block the person's speed.

"Thunder Nine Rings, you are from Prince Ming's Mansion."

The Martial Master of the Yan clan shouted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he kept pumping his fists to block the arrows one after another.

But being blocked like this, his speed was somewhat affected, and he could never catch up with Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo.

The two of them were getting closer and closer to the exit.

After Lu Yan and others entered Yan's hidden bloodline, Chu Feng met with the Ming Prince's guards stationed at Yan's and prepared to find Lu Yan and others along the fragrant powder sprinkled by Lu Yan.

But at this time, a figure crossed the sky and stepped into the palace of Prince Ming.

"Brother Lin, Mr. Yan is here to visit."

The head of the Yan family landed on the ground, and his powerful aura locked onto Chu Feng and the master of Prince Ming's personal guard, Wu Zunlin Lian, who was guarding this place.

"Brother Yan, I have some important matters to discuss later."

Lin Lian waved his hand and ordered the guests to be kicked out.

The head of the Yan family came uninvited and flew across the sky. This was extremely disrespectful to Prince Ming's palace.

But now is not the time to pursue the case, they still have important things to do.

But the head of the Yan family obviously had no intention of leaving, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, and this friend, how about having a drink together?"

The head of the Yan family looked at Chu Feng.

"Yan Cong, I said there is something important, can't you understand?"

Lin Lian said coldly.

"You two should stay and don't go anywhere."

Yan Cong's face also turned cold.

"Yan Cong."

Lin Lian's face was cold and his eyes were cold, and he said: "I'm really curious, who gave you the courage to threaten Prince Ming's personal guards? Do you know that Prince Ming's personal guards represent the Ming Palace and the Ming Prince?"

"You two, stay."

Yan Cong's words were concise and concise, and a powerful aura erupted, covering the entire audience, making Lin Lian and Chu Feng's expressions solemn.

They knew very well that even if the two of them combined, they were no match for Yan Cong.

"Okay, since Master Yan is so elegant, I will have a drink with you, but I need you to buy the wine."

Chu Feng smiled and simply sat down on the stone bench in the yard.

Seeing Chu Feng like this, Lin Lian also sat down, but his face was cold.

Yan Cong dared to do this. He had a premonition that something big was going to happen next.

Yan Cong smiled, a bottle of wine and three wine glasses appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he walked over.

On the mountain road, two figures were on their way.

They seemed to be walking slowly, but with one step, they were a hundred meters away, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

There is a strange big bird standing on the shoulder of one of them, it is Xunxiangyan.

"Mr. Yan, you actually transported people to such a far place. What do you want to do?"

"No matter what he wants to do, find someone first. Commander Chu Long has a clever plan. If he says there is a problem, then there must be a problem."

"Chu Feng and Lin Lian haven't come out to meet up for so long. There must be something wrong in Xuanhuo City."

The two talked in low voices.

The two ran quickly and stopped soon.

"The location of the incense powder, by now, should stop nearby."

One person said.

"Not even a single footprint was left. It was deliberately erased. It was so careful. There is indeed something wrong."

Another person said coldly.

Suddenly, the fragrant swallow flew out and landed near a crack in a mountain wall.

"There's something wrong beneath the cracks."

"Go down and have a look."

The two of them jumped and fell down the crack.

Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo ran all the way and were about to approach the exit when they saw another figure running quickly from behind.

This man was shrouded in black robes, carrying a long sword on his back, and holding a war bow. His speed was as light as a ghost, and he was actually faster than the previous Martial Master of the Yan clan.

Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo were constantly approaching.

"They are also Martial Lords. Didn't the Yan clan say that there are only four Martial Lords?"

Lu Yan's expression changed.

call out!

The man in black robe shot out an arrow, and the arrow flew towards Lu Yan like a meteor.

Lu Yan could only fire back with his bow. The two arrows collided and exploded into pieces.

Yanshi Wu Zun took the opportunity to run quickly and approached the two of them.

Shen Yinuo waved his hand and threw a flying knife, which flew towards the Yanshi Martial Lord, but was punched away by the Yanshi Martial Lord.

Boo hoo hoo.

The man in black robe kept firing his bow, and Lu Yan could only keep firing back.

As a result, the distance between the two sides is rapidly approaching.

According to this trend, they will be overtaken before they can reach the exit.

"The only option is to fight to the death."

Shen Yinuo showed a strong fighting spirit, his whole body was filled with hot aura, and red light bloomed in his spleen and stomach, like a sun.

"Fight to the death."

Lu Yan's body bulged, and scales emerged.

But at this moment, Lu Yan saw two figures approaching quickly from ahead.

"not good."

His expression changed and he thought it was the Yan family who had come to help, but when he took a closer look, he was immediately overjoyed.

One of them, I also know, is a powerful person in the True Body Realm among Prince Ming's personal guards.

Martial Lord Yan and the black-robed man also saw the person coming, and their expressions also changed.

"kill!"

A guard of Prince Ming jumped thousands of meters away. He held a spear and threw it in the air. The spear flew toward the Yan clan's Martial Lord like a stream of light.

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