957: C957 Crush Him to the Extreme

C957 Crush Him to the Extreme

0As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan stomped heavily on the ground.

Boom!

At that moment, lines that were as fine as spider webs spread out, causing the entire square to seem to tremble for a moment. Then, a powerful stream of air spread out from the bottom of Zhou Yan's feet in an instant, flipping over the nearby stone table and stone benchs. Even the soil and stones on the ground were blown away in all directions.

This kind of scene was simply like the arrival of a typhoon!

At this moment, Zhou Yan's figure suddenly soared into the sky. His entire body turned into a dazzling ray of light, and in the blink of an eye, he flew several dozen meters away.

A dazzling golden blade light carried a suffocating sharp aura. It was sharp and overbearing, as if it wanted to tear through the void.

At this moment, Zhou Yan displayed a powerful blade technique. With the support of this martial skill, his speed increased by more than a fold, and in an instant, he reached the peak.

"What?!"

Kong Tian'ao was so scared that his soul almost left his body.

This kind of speed had exceeded the limit of what a human could achieve. Even Kong Tian'ao was unable to react in time.

The golden blade flashed like lightning, and then the clothes on Kong Tian'ao's body were completely shredded. His entire body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body was sent flying.

Puchi!

He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his entire face was pale and bloodless.

"No, impossible..." Kong Tian'ao's expression was dull, and his mind was buzzing. He was simply unwilling to accept this fact.

He had actually lost again. This time, it was a complete defeat. He had even lost the chance to escape.

"Hahahaha, you're too weak. Kong Tian'ao, is this all you've got? You're still too trash." Zhou Yan snatched away the Glorious Sun Sword from his hand and stared at Kong Tian'ao with a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

"No, this is impossible..." Kong Tian'ao muttered to himself.

Although he was one of the most outstanding disciples of the second generation of the Peacock Dynasty, there was still a huge difference between him and Zhou Yan. It was like the difference between a baby and a strong man.

"Whether you admit it or not, you are just a useless dog." Zhou Yan glanced at him indifferently, then he retracted the Glorious Sun Sword and turned around to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, Kong Tian'ao stopped Zhou Yan. His eyes revealed a trace of hope as he said in a low voice, "Let's work together. We will work together and kill those old things together. As long as you help me, we can split the wealth in the treasury ..."

Zhou Yan stopped and his gaze fell on Kong Tian'ao, "Oh? Work together? Aren't you the arrogant Peacock Young Master? Why do you want to work with me? "

Kong Tian'ao's face squeezed out a fawning smile, "I was too excited just now, so I spoke wrongly. Don't mind me, actually, I... I had wanted to kill those old things for a long time, but my strength alone is insufficient, so I can't complete my plan."

"Is that so?" Zhou Yan smiled indifferently, then shook his head and said: "Sorry, I am not interested in your plan. If you want to continue to pester me, then I can only kill you. I don't mind spending more effort."

"You..." When Kong Tian'ao heard this, he immediately flew into a rage. His eyes shot out a cold light as he stared at Zhou Yan: "You trash, you are not worthy of possessing the Glorious Sun Sword. Return it to me!"

He shouted out loud, and his body burst out with a blazing flame. He clenched his fist and punched towards Zhou Yan.

"Trash? You think you are qualified to call yourself a genius?" Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed as a cold smile appeared on his face: "I don't care who you are, but I do know that you have offended my reverse scale and angered me."

Zhou Yan slowly pulled out the Glorious Sun Sword. In an instant, the tip of the sword burst out with a myriad of rays of light, illuminating the entire plaza.

The two swords collided, creating an ear-piercing clanging sound that shook the surroundings like a bell.

Kong Tian'ao's fist fiercely clashed with Zhou Yan's Glorious Sun Sword, and then the crisp sound of cracking continuously rang out. Countless cracks actually appeared on his fist, and finally, it shattered with a bang.

"Ah ~ ~" The sharp pain was heart-wrenching, causing Kong Tian'ao to let out an incomparably mournful howl.

A part of his left hand had already been cut off.

Diaochan and Zhen Fu both looked at Zhou Yan, "Darling, we don't want to play with them anymore. Hurry up and leave."

Ye Xun also looked at the others. "Take care of all of them!"

"Alright, kill them all!"

Zhou Yan nodded. He waved his right hand lightly and raised the sword. In an instant, countless sword lights flashed, cutting the necks of the remaining disciples of the Peacock Dynasty, and they fell to the ground one by one.

"Damn it!" Kong Tian'ao's face turned gloomy, "Zhou Yan, I'll remember you!"

As he finished speaking, his body ignited with raging flames, turning into a scarlet fireball, and quickly rushed into the cave that led to the treasure vault.

"Yoh, you sure run fast. It should be a one-time use treasure!" Zhou Yan sneered, his eyes fell on the black disc, and he reached out his hand.

"Swoosh!" The black disc immediately turned into a black light and flew into Zhou Yan's hand, landing in his storage ring.

"This Sacred Weapon level treasure is truly rare. I happen to be lacking a suitable weapon." A happy smile appeared on Zhou Yan's face. Then, he took the Glorious Sun Sword and returned to his own courtyard.

In this battle, Zhou Yan had been completely toying with his opponent. To Zhou Yan, he would be able to gain quite a lot of insight if he fought with someone weaker than him.

Previously, he had been able to suppress his opponent with his strength. Now that he had sealed his strength, he found some fighting spirit.

Zhou Yan felt that it would be very beneficial for him if he continued to seal his own strength and fight against others in the future.

..."

Kong Tian'ao rushed out of the Luo Li Immortal Palace. His entire body was stained with blood, and his wounds were extremely shocking.

He gritted his teeth as he stood on the mountain peak. Looking at Zhou Yan in the distance, he said hatefully, "This time, I lost! However, I will settle this debt with you sooner or later."

With that, his figure disappeared into the night.

But in the next moment, he appeared again.

In front of him, a large number of Demon Clans appeared.

"Oh, it is actually the body of a human expert. Although he is injured, this body is not bad. Give it to me!" A powerful man from the Demon Clan swept his eyes and immediately revealed a fanatical light.

He raised his hand and grabbed towards Kong Tian'ao.

"Scram!" Kong Tian'ao roared, and struck out with his palm. Surging Yuan Qi surged over, forcing the expert of the Demon Clan to retreat.

"Hmm?" The expert of Devil Clan frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, "A mere human cultivator at the 90th Layer of the Layer of Heaven dares to be so arrogant in front of this emperor. Since that's the case, I'll let you have a taste of the power of the Demon Dragon Claw."

Before his voice faded, the expert of Devil Clan suddenly attacked, pouncing towards Kong Tian'ao. He stretched out his five claws, and the sharp claws shone with a cold light.

Two terrifying forces exploded, and Kong Tian'ao was once again sent flying, spitting out blood.

"Humph, an ant-like human martial artist, still trying to stop me. A trash like you won't even be able to withstand three moves from me!" The Demon Clan laughed coldly, "Let me see how you are going to block it!"

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