1450: C1450 Entrapment Formation

C1450 Entrapment Formation

Zhou Yan took a step forward. His speed was extremely fast, and he instantly appeared beside Chen Xuanfeng. Then, he fiercely punched down.

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

In that instant, with a muffled sound, Chen Xuanfeng was sent flying.

Puff!

Chen Xuanfeng fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale and he was on the verge of death.

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

Chen Xuanfeng struggled to speak and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"Hmph, trash!"

Zhou Yan sneered with disdain.

Not only did he possess a strong physical body, but he also cultivated the Overlord Body Tempering Art and possessed unparalleled strength. How could a mere flying blade possibly injure him?

"Chen Xuanfeng, you've plotted against me time and time again. Today, I'll send you on your way."

Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold as he stomped his feet on the ground and rushed forward, throwing out a punch.

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Chen Xuanfeng screamed in pain. His eyes were filled with fear as he retreated frantically.

However, he could not escape. Zhou Yan grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air, rendering him unable to resist at all.

"Zhou Yan, spare me!"

Chen Xuanfeng's face turned pale as he begged:

"I am willing to surrender. From now on, I am willing to submit to you!"

"Submit to me?"

The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up into a cold smile as he shook his head in disdain:

"No need!"

"Because today is the day of your death!"

After saying that, he suddenly clenched his fist and crushed Chen Xuanfeng's head.

Plop!

A headless corpse fell to the ground and hot blood flowed everywhere.

The expressions of the spectators changed.

"Chen Xuanfeng is dead...."

"Yeah, what a pity. What a monster!"

"Sigh, the difference in strength is too great. He's destined to die!"

Sighs sounded from all around.

Originally, Chen Xuanfeng was one of the top disciples of the Sky Martial Academy and had extraordinary talent.

He even had the chance to become a Core Disciple.

However, he ended up provoking Zhou Yan.

Wasn't this the same as an old man eating arsenic? Was he tired of living?

"Sigh, what a pity for Senior Brother Chen. To think that he would encounter such misfortune. His life can be considered to be ruined!"

Some people were heartbroken as they beat their chests and stomped their feet.

Although Chen Xuanfeng's personality was bad and he liked to bully others, he wasn't a bad person.

Furthermore, he was a righteous person and many people admired his character.

But now, he had died in such a useless way.

"Senior Brother, do you know where Zhou Yan is?"

Suddenly, a pleasant voice sounded from the crowd.

Following the direction of the voice, he saw a girl in green standing there.

Her skin was snow white, as if it was carved out of mutton-fat jade. She was extremely beautiful.

However, between her brows, there was a melancholic temperament that made people unable to help but admire her.

"This is Liu Yiyi from the Cloud Mist Pavilion!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Junior Sister Liu, you want to ask about Zhou Yan?"

The green clothed man's face revealed a bitter expression as he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Zhou Yan killed Senior Brother Chen, I think he is doomed!"

"That's right!"

Liu Yiyi nodded and said, "Just now, I heard Senior Brother Chen mention Zhou Yan's name. I think Zhou Yan must have suffered the same fate as Senior Brother Chen!"

"What? Zhou Yan is also dead!"

"Unbelievable!"

As soon as Liu Yiyi's words came out, the surrounding people exclaimed and their eyes focused on Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi, the Holy Maiden of the Cloud Mist Pavilion.

She was an incomparably noble person, the successor to the Sect Master of the Cloud Pavilion.

In the entire Nanyang County City, no one in the younger generation dared to offend her.

"Senior Sister Liu, how did you know about this?"

Suddenly, someone asked.

"I heard it from Senior Martial Brother Chen's servant. This matter has already spread throughout the entire city!"

Liu Yiyi frowned and slowly said.

"So that's how it is. No wonder..."

Hearing Liu Yiyi's words, everyone suddenly understood.

Then, their gazes turned to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan killing Chen Xuanfeng would definitely cause a huge uproar.

At that time, the various peaks would definitely not let Zhou Yan off.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces were filled with ridicule, anticipation, and schadenfreude.

"Hehe, Zhou Yan, you will also have a day like this. Retribution!"

"That devil, Zhou Yan, will still die in the end!"

"Just you wait, it won't be long before the sect sends people to capture Zhou Yan!"

"Zhou Yan, you won't be able to be arrogant for long!"

Amongst the crowd, there were many who were gloating as they looked at Zhou Yan with strong hostility.

After all, back then, when they were outside the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm, they had been persecuted by Zhou Yan, and their hearts were filled with hatred.

"Zhou Yan, hand over your life!"

Right at this moment, an angry shout sounded out.

It was Liu Feng.

His entire body was covered in blood, and his hair was disheveled. He held a battle sword in his hand and rushed over crazily.

Swish!

The sword light pierced through the air and slashed in front of Zhou Yan.

Clang!

Zhou Yan raised his hand to block and forced Liu Feng to retreat.

Puchi!

However, this time, Liu Feng took the opportunity to attack.

The sharp sword light pierced straight towards Zhou Yan's heart.

This sword strike was as fast as lightning.

However, right at this moment, Zhou Yan grinned. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped it onto the blade of the sword.

Boom!

The huge impact caused Liu Feng's face to turn pale as his body flew across the air in a sorry state.

"What? Liu Feng actually lost?"

Seeing that, the crowd was stunned and in disbelief.

Zhou Yan obviously had the advantage, but why did Liu Feng lose in the end?

"Zhou Yan, you're despicable..."

Liu Feng got up from the ground. With a ferocious expression, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Humph, the winner is king, and the loser is a bandit!"

Zhou Yan ignored Liu Feng's anger and walked over with a cold gaze.

"I admit defeat, and you're not allowed to fight anymore!"

Liu Feng's face darkened as he immediately spoke.

Although he hated Zhou Yan, he was even more afraid of death!

"Hmm?"

Hearing that, Zhou Yan stopped in his tracks and looked at Liu Feng in surprise.

"I admit defeat. Don't attack me again!"

Liu Feng heaved a sigh of relief and shouted at Zhou Yan.

However, in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Since you've already admitted defeat, I'll have to kill you and find another scapegoat!"

Zhou Yan smiled indifferently and swept the staff in his hand.

"No!"

Liu Feng was scared out of his wits as he tried his best to block the attack.

Clang!

However, the power contained in the staff was too strong. It sent Liu Feng flying with a single strike.

Puff!

Plop! Liu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale white.

"Little bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

He struggled to get up and roared as he rushed towards Zhou Yan.

"You're overestimating yourself!"

Zhou Yan shook his head as he shook his wrist.

* Thump! *

The long staff smashed heavily onto Liu Feng's back, shattering his bones and causing him to fall to the ground, wailing in pain.

"I... I lost!"

Liu Feng swallowed his saliva with difficulty and his face was extremely pale.

The other disciples of the Cloud Mist Pavilion next to him were also scared and started to tremble.

"Hmph!"

Zhou Yan let out a cold snort, kept his staff, and prepared to leave.2

However, right at this moment, a shocked uproar suddenly came from afar.

Immediately after, a familiar figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"It's... It's Zhou Yan!"

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