The blood instantly dyed the entire square red, making it look extremely miserable.

"puff!"

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

The young man, with a ferocious look on his face, looked at him and sneered: "With someone like you, it's just wishful thinking to want to be my servant!"

"I advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground step by step, with a ferocious look on his face.

He already knew that he might not be able to escape today.

"Then give it a try!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and said, "If you can kill me, it will be my life, but if you can't kill me, I can kill you too!"

"Okay, very good! In that case, let me show you what the strength of a top master is!"

"Uh-huh!"

The young man's face turned cold, and he swung his spear violently, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and pierced Zhou Yan's throat.

Zhou Yan's expression was extremely solemn.

Just when the tip of the spear was about to touch his neck, his body suddenly turned into a ball of smoke.

The smoke dissipated and his body appeared hundreds of meters away, dozens of meters away from the young man.

"How is that possible? Your movement skills are so weird!"

The young man's eyes widened and he looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief, with a look of horror on his face.

"Ha ha!"

"You loser, you better die!"

He roared angrily, swung his spear again, and stabbed Zhou Yan fiercely. The terrifying power compressed the surrounding air into air waves visible to the naked eye.

The power of this shot was even more terrifying than the one just now, and the power was increased by at least four times.

"Bang bang!"

Zhou Yan's body retreated continuously, but the young man's offensive continued to approach.

"This guy has such a terrible physical defense!"

"If he were allowed to practice the "Nine Yang Mysterious Skills", wouldn't he be able to leapfrog the challenge?"

"We'd better leave here as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble."

"Yes, this guy is Zhao Yuanfeng's junior brother, and I heard that he ranks among the top twenty in the inner sect!"

"Let's go quickly!"

The disciples around him retreated one after another upon seeing this.

Zhou Yan's strength is so terrifying that they don't want to wade into troubled waters.

"Hmph! A bunch of rubbish!"

"If you want to leave, leave your head behind. I promise I won't hurt you!"

The young man cursed angrily, and his aura became even more ferocious.

"You are looking for death!" Zhou Yan was furious, his eyes red.

"Uh-huh!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a dazzling light and slashed down towards the young man.

This sword is so powerful that even a strong man in the early stage of the Great Principal Golden Immortal cannot withstand the power of this sword.

"boom!"

However, at this critical moment, a big hand grabbed Zhou Yan's sword.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice slowly sounded: "Xiao Yan, stop fooling around, this is the outer gate, and you are not allowed to be presumptuous!"

"Let's go!"

Zhou Yan turned his head and looked at the young man beside him with a look of reluctance.

However, in the end, he had no choice.

He was too weak and couldn't even protect himself. How could he kill this young man?

"Hmph! You know what's going on!"

The young man sneered, the spear in his hand shook violently, and the air around him was immediately shattered.

"Whoosh!"

The young man's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with deep hatred, he turned around and shot towards the distance.

The young man chased after him.

...

"You can't escape!"

The young man stared at Zhou Yan with a joking expression on his face.

"call out!"

He flicked his spear and pierced Zhou Yan's throat again.

This shot contained one-eighth of his strength, and its power was no less than the previous shot.

Zhou Yan's face was gloomy, his arm shook slightly, and the sword in his hand suddenly drew a brilliant arc.

"clang!"

A crisp collision sound resounded through the sky, and the young man's spear was knocked away again.

"This is my strongest attack, you should be proud!"

A ferocious sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.

The next moment, he flicked his wrist and the spear in his hand.

"Buzz buzz~"

The surrounding air tumbled crazily, forming a strong suction force.

"call out!"

The spear thrust out suddenly, and a sharp aura enveloped Zhou Yan.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

Zhou Yan frowned, his arm shook violently, and his sword drew a brilliant light again, and he went forward.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the young man's spear was knocked backwards by Zhou Yan, and the surrounding space was trembling.

Zhou Yan's long sword was also shattered into pieces and turned into countless fragments.

"How can it be?"

"Your attack power is actually stronger than mine!"

"Who are you anyway?"

Zhou Yan's face was full of surprise. He had never encountered such a situation before.

What happened to him? Why did I become so powerful, not even as good as an inner disciple?

Zhou Yan's heart was full of doubts, and at the same time he felt a sense of extreme danger.

"you do not need to know!"

The young man said something indifferently, holding a spear and killing Zhou Yan again.

Zhou Yan did not dare to neglect, and kept slashing with the long sword in his hand.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Sparks flew and sparks flickered. The battle between Zhou Yan and the young man became more and more intense, and they were inextricably linked for a while.

"This guy seems to have grown in strength!"

"Yes, his attack power has reached the Mahayana level, and he seems to have practiced some kind of secret technique to be able to reach the peak of his power!"

"Yes, his cultivation level is already considered the best among the inner sects. Even the inner sect disciples of the outer sect may not be able to compete with him!"

"Could it be that he comes from a large sect?"

Many disciples around were talking about it.

Except for the two disciples from the major sects, Zhao Yuanfeng and Wang Hu, the other disciples present were no match for them.

Therefore, when the young man showed his tyrannical strength, they had nothing to fear.

"Although you are very fast, you still can't escape my grasp. You'd better die in peace!"

The young man sneered, and the spear in his hand, like a Flood Dragon, continued to tear through the void, and with destructive power, it slammed down towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's face was ashen, he clenched his fists tightly, and punched out one after another.

Now he can only rely on himself to defeat the opponent!

However, he discovered that as the battle progressed, the opponent's strength continued to improve.

Zhou Yan felt that his own strength could no longer compete with this young man!

Finally, the young man kicked Zhou Yan in the chest.

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