Lord Of All: My Territory Can Infinite Evolution

"Who are you?" Zhou Yan looked at the group of black-clothed and masked men warily, and then asked with a frown.

"Hehe... the things here belong to us, you can get out." The leader of the masked men in black smiled and said sadly.

"Why?" Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice.

"We are disciples of Xuanyuan Sect." the leader said proudly.

"Xuanyuan Sect, no wonder." Zhou Yan said with sudden realization. This sect is extremely famous in Liuyun City. It is said that it is a second-class country, so the strength of the disciples of this sect is generally much stronger than that of ordinary Martial Artists.

"Since you know that we are disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect, why don't you obediently hand over your valuables?" the leader continued.

"Are you sure your Xuanyuan Sect can really make the decision?" Zhou Yan asked with a sneer.

"Hmph! Our Xuanyuan Sect is one of the top three sects in Liuyun City. Our sect leader is a Transcendent Level expert from the Martial Master Sixth Layer. Do the small forces in Liuyun County still need our sect leader to take care of it personally? ? Those who know what to do should get out of here quickly, so as not to suffer physical pain." The leader looked at Zhou Yan coldly and said disdainfully.

"Oh! Okay, let's go!" Zhou Yan said lightly, and then left here first.

"Boy, you are wise." The leader watched Zhou Yan leave with a sarcastic smile on his face.

call out!

Just when Zhou Yan walked a few hundred meters away, Zhou Yan's figure came back, causing the group of black-clothed and masked men to nervously grasp their weapons, preparing to fight to the death.

"Are you, Xuanyuan Sect, awesome?" Zhou Yan said jokingly, looking at the masked man in black with a wary look on his face, with an evil curve at the corner of his mouth.

"What...what do you want to do?" the leader stammered. Although his heart was full of fear, he held on, unwilling to lose the dignity of a Xuanyuan Sect disciple.

"Nothing, I just think you are too weak to threaten me, so you can get out." Zhou Yan looked at the many masked men in black with contempt and said arrogantly.

"What? You said we are too weak?" After hearing Zhou Yan's words, a group of masked men in black suddenly became furious, and then they drew their weapons and pointed at Zhou Yan.

Clang!

Zhou Yan's speed was very fast, and he arrived in front of a group of masked men in black in an instant. Then he swung his sword, and the bright golden sword light bloomed out. A sharp aura swept across the entire place, making people feel a sense of urgency. A feeling of suffocation.

puff!

The sword energy swept across, and the figures of the masked men in black stopped abruptly, then they all covered their throats and fell into a pool of blood, dying with their eyes open.

Zhou Yan didn't even look at these black-clothed and masked men, and stepped straight over the corpses.

"Who are you?" Zhou Yan had just left when a slightly older voice sounded in his ears.

"Who are you?" Zhou Yan turned his head and looked behind him, and saw an old man with gray hair and a gray robe slowly walking out of the darkness.

"My name is Xu Changfeng." The old man looked at Zhou Yan and said solemnly.

"Xu Changfeng?" Zhou Yan searched in his mind and found no information about the old man, so he was somewhat doubtful about the old man's identity.

"What? You don't know me?" Xu Changfeng asked with a frown, the expression on his face gradually turned cold.

"Haha! What do you think?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.

"It's obviously the first time we've met, and you don't have any Martial Dao True Qi fluctuations. How could I know you?" Xu Changfeng pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhou Yan suspiciously and said, with a gleam of light shining deep in his eyes.

"I think so too. After all, there are very few people as handsome as me." Zhou Yan touched his nose and said with a stinking look on his face.

"Uh..." Xu Changfeng was stunned, and then his face turned completely gloomy. His fists clenched loudly, and he wanted to smash Zhou Yan's dog's head with one punch.

"I'll give you one minute, no matter who you are, get out of here right away!" Xu Changfeng looked at Zhou Yan and said word by word. His words contained a cold and piercing murderous intention, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by more than ten degrees, as if he had lost his temper. It's the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"You..." Zhou Yan's face instantly darkened. He didn't expect this old man to be so arrogant, without the humility and courtesy that a Martial Dao practitioner should have.

"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't leave, you will stay and be buried forever." Xu Changfeng said coldly.

"You are looking for death." Zhou Yan was suddenly furious, and a monstrous killing intent surged through his body, rising like a volcano erupting.

"Seeking death!" Xu Changfeng's expression changed, and then he shouted coldly. He appeared in front of Zhou Yan like a ghost, and then swung out a palm and struck Zhou Yan's chest with great force.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Zhou Yan snorted coldly, raised his right leg suddenly, then kicked out with the power of Ten Thousand Tons of Thunder, and kicked Xu Changfeng's arm hard.

Click!

Zhou Yan's kick was so powerful that it broke Xu Changfeng's arm, and the remaining force landed on Xu Changfeng's abdomen.

boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Xu Changfeng howled miserably, then spit out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, flew backwards, and fell to the ground, his life or death uncertain.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a dagger suddenly appeared at Zhou Yan's waist and stabbed Zhou Yan's neck extremely quickly.

Zhou Yan had already taken precautions. He lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and with the help of this kick, his body instantly rose into the air, avoiding the fatal blow.

Zhou Yan landed on the ground and looked at Xu Changfeng, whose arms were crippled. He was slightly shocked. This old guy was actually a high-level Martial Master, and he seemed to have hidden his cultivation, otherwise he would never be in such a mess.

"Which sect are you from?" Zhou Yan asked, standing on the spot, looking at Xu Changfeng, his eyes shining brightly.

"Hmph! If you dare to destroy my cultivation, you are dead." Xu Changfeng was lying on the ground, his face was ashen, his arms were trembling violently with his hands, and bright red blood flowed out along the wound, dyeing the skirt of his clothes red.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" Zhou Yan looked at Xu Changfeng with squinted eyes, exuding a strong murderous intent.

"What can I do if I tell you? Hahaha, I am the elder of Xuanyou Valley. If you dare to deprive me of my cultivation, you will become the enemy of the entire Xuanyou Valley. You must die!" Xu Changfeng roared ferociously, then coughed and left the room. He took out a dark pill from the bag and threw it into his mouth.

After swallowing the black pills, Xu Changfeng immediately felt that the injuries in his body had recovered a lot, and his cultivation level had also increased. However, he did not stop because of this, and continued to swallow the black pills.