1173: C1173 There Was No Choice

C1173 There Was No Choice

"Hehe... Brat, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now." Seeing Zhou Yan being forced back, the young man spoke again.

"Admit defeat? In your dreams! I, Zhou Yan, do not have such a word in my dictionary." Zhou Yan snorted coldly and attacked his opponent like lightning.

Swish!

Zhou Yan's speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the young man. Then, he gripped the long sword in his hand tightly and stabbed it towards the young man.

Clang!

When the young man saw Zhou Yan attack again, a strange smile appeared on his face. Then, with a wave of his right hand, a black Long Spear appeared in his hand. The Long Spear swept out, preparing to block Zhou Yan's attack.

Bang!

The Long Spear collided fiercely with the long sword in Zhou Yan's hand, producing a dull sound.

"Get lost!" Seeing that the young man had blocked his attack, Zhou Yan immediately roared in anger. Then, his body suddenly moved two meters to the left, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the young man.

Bang!

When the young man saw Zhou Yan's actions, his expression immediately changed. Then, he hurriedly waved the Long Spear in his hand to block Zhou Yan's attack.

Clang!

Just as the young man blocked Zhou Yan's long sword, the long sword in Zhou Yan's hand changed its direction once again and headed straight for the young man's chest.

"Damn it, does he know where my barrier is?" The young man cursed in his heart, then hurriedly pulled back the Long Spear in his hand to block it.

Crack!

The long sword and the Long Spear collided once again, and then a cracking sound was heard. The Long Spear in the young man's hand actually broke inch by inch.

"Impossible!" Seeing that his weapon had actually broken, the young man immediately cried out, because this Long Spear was a Rank 3 Bejeweled Weapon, how could it possibly break?

"Hehe... Nothing is impossible." Zhou Yan said with a faint smile.

"Humph! Although your sword is powerful, my spear is a Rank 3 treasure weapon. So what if it breaks?" The young man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then he coldly snorted.

"Hehe... Then let's wait and see!" Zhou Yan laughed disdainfully and attacked the young man again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Zhou Yan's speed was very fast, and almost every move he made would break the Long Spear in the young man's hand. In a moment, all of the young man's weapons were broken, leaving behind only a short knife.

"Bastard, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be human!" The young man roared angrily, then his body turned into a phantom and attacked Zhou Yan.

The young man held a short knife in his hand, and slashed towards Zhou Yan from top to bottom.

Clang!

Facing the young man's ferocious blade, Zhou Yan did not hesitate to slap out with his palm and then meet it head on.

Boom!

Zhou Yan and the young man's palms collided with each other, and in an instant, a deafening explosion sounded out. Then, the young man flew out and landed on the ground ten meters away. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and collapsed onto the ground with a dispirited expression.

At this moment, the young man's right hand was already badly mutilated. One could even see the white bones. It was obvious that it had been broken.

"Cough, cough... How could you possibly have such a strong combat strength?" The young man struggled to stand up and looked at Zhou Yan in shock.

"Cut the crap, prepare to die!" Zhou Yan did not give the young man a chance to speak at all. He waved the long sword in his hand again and attacked the young man.0

Puchi!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yan's long sword once again slashed down on the young man's body, and deeply pierced into his body, severely injuring him.

"Cough, cough... You dare to hurt me..." The young man laid on the ground with a face full of pain. He panted heavily as he spoke with difficulty.

"Humph!" Zhou Yan, on the other hand, did not care about the young man at all. He directly pulled out his sword, causing a string of blood to spurt out, and then turned around to leave. He was not interested in this kind of trashy enemy at all, and could not be bothered to waste his time on him.

"Cough, cough! Cough, cough..." Seeing Zhou Yan walk away, the young man endured the pain coming from his body and stood up with difficulty. He staggered and chased after him.

"Hahaha... brat, you won't be able to run away. Even if you're a 9th rank Martial Disciple, you won't be able to escape death today." The young man staggered along the way, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

Sou!

However, just as the young man was about to approach Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan's figure disappeared from where he stood. The young man immediately stopped in his tracks and looked around for traces of Zhou Yan.

"Since you won't show yourself, I'll kill him." Suddenly, the young man's gaze fell on a stone tablet beside Zhou Yan's corpse.

The young man walked slowly to the stone, then bent down and picked up the dagger from the ground. He raised his head suddenly, a fierce expression on his face.

Ding!

When the dagger was only half a foot away from the stone tablet, the young man's wrist was firmly grabbed by an iron-like hand.

"Hmm?" The sudden change shocked the young man, but his face became even more ferocious when he reacted.

"Let go of me!" The young man shook his arms with all his might, wanting to break free from Zhou Yan's control, but he could not struggle at all, so he shouted angrily.

"If you want to live, then tell me the truth. Who sent you here? Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying a flower." Zhou Yan grabbed the young man's wrist with a slight force and asked coldly.

"You want to know? Go to hell and ask King Yama! "The young man snorted coldly. A trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes. Then, he suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, wanting to break free from Zhou Yan's restraints and rush out.

Puchi!

Just as the young man unleashed his true cultivation, he heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air. Then, the young man felt a sharp pain coming from his neck.

Puchi!

Zhou Yan slashed out with his sword once again, and the young man's throat was directly cut open. Blood spurted out crazily, and the young man's life force instantly dissipated. He fell to the ground with a plop and stopped breathing.

"These guys really came prepared. There are actually even experts of the Martial Cultivator Stage lying in ambush. Looks like I have to be careful." Zhou Yan muttered to himself, his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a dangerous aura.

"Eh! This person's identity doesn't seem to be simple. He actually has a Demonic Core of a Level Five Demonic Beast! " Suddenly, Zhou Yan discovered that there was a red bead on the young man's body. It was quietly floating between the young man's eyebrows, emitting a dazzling red light, as if it wanted to dye the young man blood-red.

"Could it be a relic left behind by a Martial Master? Maybe I can use it to exchange for something. " Zhou Yan's eyes sparkled as he stared at the Demonic Core. At the same time, he muttered to himself and put it into the system's backpack.

Just as Zhou Yan took away the Demonic Core, he saw a group of masked men in black surrounding him from all directions.

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