1284: C1284 Naive

C1284 Naive

Hearing this, the leader laughed, "Haha, boy, aren't you being too naive?"

"Do you think that we would be like that idiot Xu Yuanliang and be scared by a middle-stage God King?"

Zhou Yan frowned and shouted coldly, "What do you want?"

"What do you want? Of course I want to kill you!"

"Hahaha, a mere early stage Divine King dares to challenge us? He's simply courting death."

"The three of us will personally rip off this brat's head and pay tribute to Xu Yuanliang!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's expression suddenly changed as a hint of anger rose in his heart.

"You three despicable men want to kill me? You think too highly of yourselves!"

"No matter who it is, in front of absolute strength, they are all trash!"

"You are just three ordinary people. You don't have the right to attack me."

Zhou Yan snorted coldly.

When the three young men heard this, they immediately flew into a rage: "What did you say? The three of us are trash?"

"What a sharp tongue. I'd like to see if your tongue is sharper or our fists are stronger?"

The three of them waved their fists at the same time and attacked Zhou Yan.

A cold light flashed across Zhou Yan's eyes.

He was not afraid of the three people in front of him. However, if he were to fight them head-on, he was afraid that he would be the one to suffer.

Thus, he decided to use a roundabout method to stall for time.

"Brat, since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then don't blame us for being cruel!"

The three of them roared in anger. With a kick of their feet, their bodies turned into three rays of light and whizzed towards Zhou Yan.

Seeing the three young men rushing towards him, Zhou Yan sneered.

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly. The true energy in his body surged, and his body shot out explosively.

One after another, the sound of thunder and lightning resounded as the surrounding space seemed to distort for a moment.

In an instant, Zhou Yan arrived in front of the three of them and swung his right fist towards them.

"Little bastard, how dare you provoke us? You're courting death!"

With a cold shout, the three of them attacked one after another and began fighting fiercely with Zhou Yan.

"* Bang! *"

Zhou Yan's fist collided with the iron hammers of the three men.

A majestic force exploded from the point of collision between the two fists.

The three of them were instantly sent flying backwards and fell heavily onto the ground.

"This... this brat's physical body is so strong. I feel like I can't even take his fist."

The three struggled to get up from the ground with shock on their faces.

Although they tried their best to defend the punch, there was no suspense. They spat out blood because of the impact.

"As expected of a middle-stage God King. We're not your match at all."

One of them took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, "If that's the case, then please come with us. This time, you must come with us to see the patriarch."

After saying that, the three of them attacked Zhou Yan again.

"Humph!"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly, and immediately dodged.

Not only did he react quickly, but his movements were also extremely agile.

The three men in blue could not even catch a glimpse of Zhou Yan's figure.

At this moment, Zhou Yan suddenly flashed and appeared only five or six meters away from the three men.

In the next second, Zhou Yan disappeared from where he stood and appeared beside one of the burly men.

With that, Zhou Yan landed a heavy punch on the burly man's chest.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the burly man's face flushed red. It was obvious that his injuries were not light.

The other two blue robed youths also noticed Zhou Yan. Their faces revealed a ferocious expression as they waved the Bronze weapon in their hands and slashed towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold as his figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.

The Bronze weapon slashed onto the rock, producing a deafening sound. Cracks appeared on the rock one after another.

"How is this possible?"

The three of them revealed expressions of shock.

Zhou Yan had actually used his movement technique to dodge their attacks!

The three of them looked at each other, took out their swords from their waists, and pounced towards Zhou Yan from both sides.

Three Bronze weapons drew three arcs in the air and pierced towards the vital parts of Zhou Yan's body.

"Humph, insignificant tricks!"

Zhou Yan let out a cold snort as he swept out his arms, instantly sending the weapons of the three young men flying.

After that, Zhou Yan forced the three youths back.

"You... How can you be so strong?"

One of the blue-robed men opened his eyes wide as a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The three of them were all half-step Divine Kings. In their eyes, Zhou Yan's cultivation was only at the peak of the eighth stage of Qi Refinement. According to their estimations, he would only be able to last a few minutes at most.

But now, they were actually being suppressed by Zhou Yan?

How was this possible?

"The three of you, scram!"0

Zhou Yan looked at the three of them coldly and said in a cold tone.

"You... Don't go too far!"

The blue-robed young man gritted his teeth and said, "We have been ordered to come here. If you don't cooperate, then you are going against our Bronze City. The outcome that awaits you will not be any better than this!"

Zhou Yan glanced at the three of them indifferently and said, "Then I really hope so!"

After saying that, he swung his fist again and clashed with the three youths.

Although the three of them were young disciples of the Bronze City, they were still Servant Disciples. Their strength could not be compared to a True Disciple at all.

In just a few moves, the three of them were defeated.

Zhou Yan stared coldly at the three of them and said in a cold voice, "I advise you to scram as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The expressions of the three of them turned extremely ugly.

They did not expect that a new disciple who had just entered the sect would be so domineering.

"Good! Very good! Aren't you arrogant? Then this old man will let you know how strong I am!"

The youth leading the group coldly harrumphed, a crazed look on his face.

"All of you, retreat!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

"Yes!"

Yes! The other two nodded and began to scatter.

This scene caused everyone to inwardly click their tongues.

They did not expect that they would actually be unable to fight back in front of Zhou Yan. This was too exaggerated!

After all, he was an existence at the Divine King Realm!

To think that Zhou Yan actually had such a terrifying trump card hidden on his body. It was truly unbelievable!

However, Zhou Yan also felt a headache coming on. He did not expect these blue robed youths to be so difficult to deal with.

Although he could easily get rid of the three of them, it would take too long, and he might even expose his identity.

"You bunch of trash, get the hell out of here. I don't want to play with you anymore."

Zhou Yan frowned and waved his hand impatiently.

The expressions of the three youths in blue changed when they heard this. They didn't expect that they would be humiliated to such an extent in front of this brat.

"You bunch of trash! I don't want to bother with you! Get lost!"

Seeing that the three youths did not leave immediately, Zhou Yan roared again.

"You..."

"Bastard, who do you think you are? How dare you treat the three of us like this!"

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