1219: C1219 The Ancient Bell Rang

C1219 The Ancient Bell Rang

At this moment, the sound of a simple bell rang out in all directions.

Upon hearing this, everyone trembled, their bodies stiffening, unable to move.

Thwish!

Before the sound of the bell could stop, Zhou Yan's arm trembled as a sword light flashed towards King Yama.

The ancient bell rang continuously and the chimes were like the heavenly music of the Ninth Heaven as they resounded through the sky. It took one's soul and made one feel Submit.

The sword light was like lightning as it instantly pierced through the Yama King's shoulder. His clothes were tattered and charred black.

"Ah!"

King Yama howled in pain and almost fell to the ground.

"Can't even withstand a single blow."

Zhou Yan sneered. With the black sword in his hand, he walked forward like a Demon God.

King Yama's expression was filled with fear. His eyes were wide open as he panicked.

Zhou Yan's strength was far too terrifying.

With just this pitch-black sword alone, he could easily suppress him and even kill him on the spot.

"Junior, you can't kill me. There is no enmity between us."

Cold sweat appeared on King Yama's forehead as he quickly said.

Zhou Yan snorted coldly. He was too lazy to waste his breath and swung his sword again.

In the next instant, the King of Hell fumed with rage as his eyes burned with flames. Ignoring the injury on his shoulder, he used all of his strength to fight Zhou Yan.

After exchanging a few moves, King Yama gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

In terms of combat strength, he was far inferior to Zhou Yan.

More importantly, his state of mind was in chaos as he was tied down by Zhou Yan and would not be able to escape for a while.

"No, I definitely can't continue fighting. Otherwise, only death awaits me."

King Yama's mind was in chaos. He kept warning Zhou Yan, trying to disturb his mind and find a chance to counterattack.

However, these words were useless to Zhou Yan.

King Yama's body flew backwards as his left arm was broken from the elbow, causing blood to spurt out.

He gritted his teeth as a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Using this chance, he used a secret technique to forcefully increase his strength and disappeared like a ghost.

"Stay behind!"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly and slashed out with his sword.

Swish!

With a flash of silver light, the incomparably sharp sword light pierced through a ball of bloody mist and turned it into minced meat.

"Hahaha, little bastard, just you wait. I will come back."

King Yama screamed as his body was covered in blood.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

He could clearly feel that King Yama was not truly dead. He was only relying on a secret technique to save his life.

As expected, right at this moment, King Yama's aura started to fade, and his body started to dry up.

"Dammit!"

Zhou Yan cursed in anger.

The secret technique of the King of Hell went against the Heavenly Tao, and he had to pay a heavy price in exchange for a chance to survive.

One time had already used up all of King Yama's potential, and it would be hard to recover in a short period of time.

"Hehe, don't go."

Zhou Yan glanced over and saw that King Yama was about to leave. The corner of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

Then, his figure flashed and turned into a shadow as he instantly chased after him.

King Yama's face was ashen as his body trembled. His eyes were filled with fear.

This time, he was truly afraid!

Zhou Yan's strength was far too terrifying, causing him to be unable to breathe.

"Zhou Yan, you can't kill me!"

King Yama shouted in fear as he attacked Zhou Yan with both of his palms.

However, when his attack landed on Zhou Yan's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to cause the slightest ripple.

"King Yanluo, I hate sinister villains like you the most. You must die today."

Zhou Yan's eyes were cold and merciless.

He took a step forward and pointed his finger at King of Hell's forehead.

The sword finger whistled as it tore through the air and pierced towards him.

This scene caused the Yama King's hair to stand on end, and he was extremely shocked.

However, as the finger got closer and closer to his forehead, he couldn't do anything.

Despair appeared in his eyes, and his pupils became blurry.

He wasn't willing to just sit and wait for death!

His heart was filled with hatred as he crazily circulated his Genuine Qi, preparing to explode and die. Even if he died, he would not let Zhou Yan have an easy time.

However, right at this moment, a clear sword chime suddenly sounded.

Immediately after, a bright white light shot over like a bolt of lightning from the sky, instantly sending the black sword flying.

Puff!

Surprise appeared on King Yama's face, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His aura dropped dramatically, and he almost fell to the ground.

He managed to stabilize his body and looked around in shock, "Who saved me?"

The memory was still fresh in his mind. Just now, there was an ancient sword that was unsheathed and instantly knocked the black sword away.

"Eh? He actually dodged it?"

Not far away, Zhou Yan exclaimed in shock.

He had long since noticed that the King of Hell had a protective Spirit Weapon on him. The reason why he pretended to kill King of Hell was actually to lure the snake out of its hole.

However, King Yama was full of tricks. He actually dodged his fatal attack and was not killed by him.

This way, his plan would be ruined, and he would inevitably suffer losses.

After all, the King of Hell was a Rank 3 Martial Master with a high cultivation. If he was allowed to escape, he would definitely become a hidden danger.

However, since he had already attacked, he didn't mind attacking again.

Swish!

In an instant, Zhou Yan stood on his tiptoes and leaped into the air. Like a flood dragon emerging from the abyss, his body erupted with a fiendish aura as he punched towards King Yama.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the King of Hell was sent flying. His chest caved in, his internal organs shifted, and he bled from his seven apertures. He was severely injured.

"Little bastard, how dare you!"

King Yama roared with hatred. His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.

"Die!"

Zhou Yan's expression was indifferent as he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword again. The Sword Energy was sharp, as if it wanted to cut the King of Hell in half.

Right at this moment, the storage bag on King Yama's waist started to tremble violently and let out a low cry.

"This is..."

Zhou Yan's expression froze for a moment. He reached into the storage bag and took out the item inside, placing it in his palm and carefully observing it.

"This is... a holy medicine!"

In that instant, Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically as his heart surged with ecstasy.

A holy medicine was rare and precious, possessing a miraculous effect that even alchemists and weaponsmiths yearned for.

Furthermore, Sacred medicine was extremely rare. Every single one of them was extremely precious and priceless.

He never would have thought that King Yama would bring a Sacred herb here.

"Hahaha, the heavens are helping me."

Zhou Yan laughed out loud. He was extremely excited, as if he had encountered the happiest thing in the world.

"King Yanluo, I didn't expect you to actually have a panacea. It seems that I don't need to spend any effort to find you."

Zhou Yan grinned, his eyes releasing a cold light as he stared at King Yama and said word by word: "This panacea is mine."1

Hearing that, King Yama's eyelids twitched, and his entire body trembled in fear.

This holy medicine was a treasure that he had spent a huge amount of money to buy. He had originally planned to use it to break through to the next realm, but now, it had actually been snatched away by Zhou Yan.

Thinking of this, King Yama was flustered and exasperated, and his face twisted.

"Zhou Yan, you and I are irreconcilable enemies. I curse you to die a horrible death!"

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