The next moment, streaks of purple lightning continued to fall from the sky, splitting the surrounding land into scorched black, and even a huge deep pit was opened on the ground.

Zhou Yan's face showed a solemn look. He took a deep look at Mo Tian, ​​then shouted coldly, and a dazzling white light continued to emerge in front of him.

A terrifying aura instantly erupted from Zhou Yan's body, and a sharp Sword Intent continued to spread throughout his body.

"Sword Intent, Saint King level Sword Intent? What's going on? Has he already reached the peak level of Saint King? However, this is simply impossible. Although there is only one word difference between Saint King and Saint Emperor, their strength But they are thousands of miles apart." Mo Tian saw the white light on Zhou Yan's body, and the look of horror in his eyes became even more intense. How could a Holy Lord comprehend the Saint King-level Sword Intent? Moreover, looking at the power of Sword Intent displayed by Zhou Yan now, it has surpassed the ordinary Saint King realm Martial Artist.

"Hmph, you don't need to know too much." Zhou Yan's face showed a hint of murderous intent, "Today, you will definitely die!"

"Hahaha! What an arrogant boy. I like arrogant and domineering guys like you. Today, I will personally send you to hell." Motian raised his head and laughed, then crazily used the power on his body, and a series of dark Colorful thunder and lightning kept falling from the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and black thunder continued to fall from the sky one after another.

Waves of destructive power continued to rage in the void, and those black thunders kept wandering in the sky, and then turned into chains as black as ink, and came with crazy entanglement.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he felt a fatal threat.

There was a hint of ferocity on his face, and he roared, and sword energy rose up into the sky crazily, raging continuously in the void, colliding with the jet-black thunder and lightning.

"Bang!"

Bright rays of light continued to bloom, and those black chains were abruptly interrupted.

"What! Why is this little bastard's attack so powerful?" Motian's face was filled with a look of horror. He looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief. He really couldn't imagine why this kid's cultivation level had improved so rapidly. Such a terrifying state.

"Impossible! You are definitely not Zhou Yan!" Motian roared crazily, his eyes filled with a strong look of jealousy.

Zhou Yan looked at Motian indifferently, with a hint of ridicule on his face, "Do you want to confirm whether I am Zhou Yan? I'm sorry, I am, and you can't even think of leaving alive today."

"What, you are Zhou Yan?" A look of shock appeared on Motian's face. He could never have imagined that this Zhou Yan was actually Zhou Yan. This was simply a fantasy!

"Motian, you don't have any chance now!" After saying that, Zhou Yan's eyes showed a cold look, and a terrifying Saint King Sword Intent also burst out from his body, streaks of purple. Electric arcs flashed continuously in the space, like stars streaking across the sky.

In Zhou Yan's hand, a long sword slowly emerged. The whole body of the long sword was cyan, the sword was wide, the sword was extremely sharp, and the blade shone with a cold light.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, the long sword trembled a few times, and then stabbed Motian fiercely in a mysterious trajectory.

"die!"

"call out!"

A crisp sound of breaking wind sounded, and sword rays flashed around, and then under Zhou Yan's control, they shot towards Motian.

"Damn it!" Seeing those sword lights shooting towards him, Motian's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly. He didn't expect that Zhou Yan's Sword Intent would be so powerful.

"Pfft!"

Mo Tian was just about to resist Zhou Yan's Sword Intent, and then force the opponent back to his original position, but the next second, he discovered that Zhou Yan's Sword Intent was simply indestructible, and his protective energy could not stop those Swords at all. Intent is nothing.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

A stream of blood spattered out from Motian's chest, and then turned into gorgeous blood flowers in the air.

"puff!"

The sword energy continuously shuttled through Motian's body, and then the heads flew up one after another, and then disappeared in mid-air, and finally turned into a pile of minced meat, exuding a faint fishy smell. Floating in the air.

The last strong king has fallen like this!

One after another Sword Intent continued to shuttle, and then the blood rain continued to fall in the air, and finally turned into blood mist, disappeared invisible, and Zhou Yan fell into a deep sleep again.

This battle is destined to become eternal history.

And Zhou Yan’s name also resounded throughout the entire Demon Realm city.

At the same time that Demon Realm fell, the entire Demon Realm city fell into silence.

A powerful man at the level of a Holy Lord fell like this. This was something that no one expected.

"How is this possible? How long has it been? How could his strength improve so quickly in just a few months?" Someone looked shocked. He really couldn't believe what he saw. This is really incredible.

How old is Zhou Yan? Even if his potential is incredible, he shouldn't have broken through to this level in such a short time, right?

"Oh my God! Who is he? Is he really the legendary Zhou Yan? Unfortunately, didn't Zhou Yan die on the second floor of the Nine Heavens Tower? How could he still come out alive?" An old woman looked at Zhou Yan above the void with a shocked face, her eyes filled with strong shock.

In their opinion, Zhou Yan's strength has definitely reached the level of the Holy Lord. After all, it has only been a few months. Once given enough time, I am afraid that no one in this world will be able to suppress Zhou Yan. .

Moreover, the Nine Nether Sect has been completely devoured by Zhou Yan. Then, I am afraid that no one can guess to what extent Zhou Yan's strength has been improved. Because of this, when they heard Only when he heard Zhou Yan's name did he show such a shocked expression.

Zhou Yan's name was like a stone, hitting the deepest part of their hearts and causing waves.

...

Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from his eyes. He saw a corpse lying in front of him, which was the corpse of Motian.

"Motian, Motian, what else do you have to say this time?"

Immediately, Zhou Yan's body trembled violently, and he felt the energy in his body constantly surge. He knew that this was a sign that his Saint King realm was about to break through to the highest realm.

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