1323: C1323 Undying

C1323 Undying

"You're not dead, so how could I be?"

Zhou Yan grinned and said indifferently.

"You're courting death!"

Hearing that, the corpse flew into a rage.

His entire body erupted with a shocking killing intent as his aura rose crazily, causing others to feel suffocated.

"So strong!"

Seeing the aura emitted by the corpse, Zhou Yan's expression could not help but change.

This corpse had actually reached the third layer of the Martial King Realm.

It was extremely strong!

However, he remained fearless and was even eager to give it a try.

"Get over here!"

In the next moment, Zhou Yan roared and jumped out. He turned into a ray of light and rushed to the corpse. He raised his hand and threw a punch.

Rumble!

The wind from the punch whistled as the void trembled. The vast fist force was like a mountain as it smashed down with a destructive might.

This punch was precisely the [Mountain Crushing Fist] that Zhou Yan had just comprehended. The power of the Shock shook the earth as it pierced through the void and ruthlessly smashed into the corpse.

Bam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In an instant, accompanied by a muffled sound, the corpse was immediately sent flying. It crashed into a wall and fell to the ground in an extremely sorry state.

"Hiss!"

The surrounding crowd instantly sucked in a breath of cold air, their eyes wide open.

This scene had completely exceeded their expectations.

The Patriarch of the Yang Family, an expert at the Martial King Realm, was like a weak chicken in the hands of Zhou Yan, easily killed in an instant.

"Your... your cultivation has improved again!"

Lying in the ruins, the Yang Family Patriarch's face was filled with shock as he looked at Zhou Yan in horror.

That punch just now was far too domineering.

He simply could not withstand it.

"Hehe, I was just lucky!"

Zhou Yan shook his head and smiled faintly.

The fist technique that he used was called the Mountain-Splitting Fist. It was something that he had created himself and was extremely powerful.

If it was in the past, he would not have been able to use this fist technique with just his physical strength.

However, during this period of time, his Soul Force had increased once again, and it was enough to support the Mountain-Splitting Fist.

"Patriarch of the Yang Family, don't worry. The people of the Yang Family won't die in vain."

Zhou Yan said coldly.

His heart was already filled with killing intent.

The main culprit of the destruction of the Yang family was this Patriarch of the Yang family. Furthermore, this person was the pillar of the Yang family and was extremely important to the Yang family.

If he didn't get rid of the root of the problem, there would be endless trouble in the future.

"Brat, you want to kill me? Dream on!"

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, the Yang Family Patriarch sneered.

His face was filled with ridicule.

The Yang Family Patriarch had stood strong in the Jiang Prefecture for dozens of years. He had swept across the martial arts world and was invincible. Who would dare to fight against him?

Although the young man in front of him was a bit strange and made him suffer, he still couldn't escape death.

A mere Ninth Sky of the Innate Realm, even if he cultivated some secret technique, would not be his match.

"Hahaha, do you think you can kill me with your cultivation?"

The Yang Family Patriarch laughed towards the sky, his expression extremely arrogant: "Do you know how strong I am?"

The Yang Family's Patriarch had a face full of pride. He raised his head high, looked down at Zhou Yan, and said word by word: "I am the Yang Family's Patriarch, an expert at the sixth layer of the Innate Realm!"

"And you?"

"A mere ninth-layer Xiantian Realm ant, how could you possibly defeat me?"

His words were filled with disdain and disdain.

In his eyes, Zhou Yan was just a slightly stronger ant that he could kill with a flick of his finger.

"Oh, is that so?"

Hearing that, Zhou Yan smiled indifferently and shook his head, refusing to comment.

A cultivator at the sixth layer of the Innate Realm could indeed be considered an expert.

However, he was once a Holy Emperor, so how high was his standards?

The Yang Family Patriarch in front of him was only equivalent to a half-step Grandmaster.

"Little bastard, you actually dare to look down on me?"

Seeing this, the Yang Family Patriarch was enraged and roared.

His chest heaved up and down violently. It was obvious that he had been angered by Zhou Yan.

"Kneel down!"

The Yang Family Patriarch roared angrily. His figure flashed and instantly closed in on Zhou Yan. With a clap of his palms, a terrifying Internal Energy surged and turned into two balls of scarlet flames.

These two balls of flames were purplish black in color and emitted a sinister aura. Like two poisonous snakes, they rushed towards Zhou Yan to devour him.

"Insignificant tricks!"

Zhou Yan's expression did not change. With a wave of his sleeve, a majestic aura surged and formed a thin layer in front of him.

Boom! Boom!

Two balls of flames smashed into the aura and exploded, but they were unable to break through the barrier of the aura.

"How is this possible!?"

Seeing this scene, the Yang Family Patriarch was completely stunned, and his eyes revealed a look of panic.

The power of these two flames could be said to be terrifying.

However, Zhou Yan actually used his Internal Energy to resist them.

"Your strength is not bad."

Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold as he slowly walked over and said indifferently, "However, since you met me today, you are destined to die!"

"Humph, little bastard, don't be so arrogant!"

The Yang Family Patriarch suddenly took out a black token the size of a palm.

"This is..."

Zhou Yan's pupils contracted.

"Little bastard, this is the most precious treasure of the Yang Family - the Blood Demon Token!"

The Yang Family Patriarch laughed sinisterly as he crushed the Blood Demon Token: "As long as you drip blood into it, you can activate the power of the Blood Demon Token and summon countless Blood Demon Puppets to tear you to pieces."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

As he finished speaking, the Yang Family Patriarch couldn't help but let out a weird cry.

This Blood Demon Token was a treasure that he had obtained by chance back then.

This item was left behind by an ancient demon and contained an endless amount of evil aura.

According to legend, this Blood Demon Token was refined with blood by the ancient Demon God.

With the power of the Demon God, one could summon the clone of the Demon God and slaughter the world, killing tens of thousands of people.

"Demon God's clone?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows. With a thought, he immediately understood.

This Blood Demon Token should be a keepsake left behind by the ancient Demon God in this world.

Coincidentally, the Yang Family Patriarch had obtained this item, which was why he was able to summon the endless Blood Demons.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, space within a radius of several yards started to tremble as terrifying auras swept across the area, causing the air to be filled with killing intent.

In the next instant, a blood figure appeared. It was ten meters tall and wore a suit of armor. It had its hands behind its back as it walked through the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every step he took seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present, causing them to feel suffocated. The true energy in their bodies froze, and they felt weak all over.

"What the hell is this?"1

The expression of the Yang Family Patriarch changed greatly. His eyelids were twitching crazily, and his face was filled with fear.

Although he had never seen the Blood Demon Token before, he had heard of it and knew how terrifying it was.

The Blood Demon Puppet in front of him radiated a terrifying aura. It was obvious that it had been touched by countless souls.

"Roar ~ ~ ~"

The Blood Demon Puppet roared toward the sky and howled.

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