"Hmph, let's see how arrogant you are this time."
The violent attack fell crazily like a heavy rain, drowning Zhou Yan's figure.
Among all the cultivators present, except Huo Mengli, almost no one could see Zhou Yan, let alone know who Zhou Yan was now.
Life is death.
The cultivators who attacked Zhou Yan all had ferocious sneers on their faces.
They were very confident and believed that Zhou Yan would only die under the attacks of people like them.
"Zhou Yan, this is the result of offending us."
Yuan Yan's eyes were beating with a sinister look, and he whispered coldly.
Looking at the competition stage covered by violent attacks, he felt that the anger in his heart was dissipating quickly, making him feel a feeling that was beyond words. of refreshing.
"The kid won't even have any body left, right?"
Violent attacks covered the competition stage.
Those captain-level practitioners had stopped attacking at this moment.
They stood in mid-air one by one, waiting for the attacks to dissipate.
One of them sneered.
Zhou Yan defeated Feng Bing before and provoked them to hate Zhou Yan.
How could he not express sarcasm at this moment?
"A few of us attack with all our strength.
If a kid at the first level of the Demon King still wants to resist, I can see that he only has a few bones left at most.
He will definitely not leave a whole corpse."
Another cultivator at the captain level also said.
"That kid is too arrogant.
Let's kill that damn mouse later."
Hey Brother Yan Someone even suggested and said, casting their eyes on the Sky-Swallowing Rat under the competition stage.
"Tsk, tsk, you are really too naive, and you are too happy too early.
You should look behind you."
Under the murderous gazes of those captain-level cultivators, the Sky-Swallowing Rat tsked and said without any panic, with a strong sarcasm on his face.
"Look at the back, are you talking about Zhou Yan's corpse?
Don't worry, you will also become a corpse later."
Those people's eyes were all focused on the Sky-Swallowing Rat.
They were so proud that they did not notice the disdain on Huo Mengli's face or the changes on the competition stage behind them.
"That kid is not dead" But Ke Yun, Lie Yan and others noticed that they were shouting, their brows were frowning together unconsciously, their faces were livid and horrified.
"Chichi" I saw that on the competition stage, the attacks of those captain-level practitioners had not completely dissipated, and they still covered half of the competition stage.
However, among those attacks, countless sword lights suddenly bloomed.
Those sword lights were purple, like purple flames beating.
They rushed out from those attacks and made a hissing sound when they came into contact with those attacks.
"boom" Purple sword lights, one after another, continued to impact, rushing out of the cage formed by those attacks. together Two courses
three ways There were more and more purple sword lights, and finally like a purple dragon breaking through the cage, it completely tore those attacks into pieces.
Thousands of purple sword lights appeared on the competition stage.
"How is it possible that he didn't die?
There was nothing wrong with him."
In the countless sword lights, a figure slowly emerged and caught everyone's sight.
That figure was wrapped with demonic power, its aura was rising, making its clothes rustle, and its long hair was dancing wantonly behind its head, like a god of war.
That figure is none other than Zhou Yan When those cultivators at the captain level saw Zhou Yan, their eyes were full of horror, they looked in disbelief, and they exclaimed. what's going on They are all the captains of the Fire Army.
They are extremely powerful, much stronger than Feng Bing.
Now, with all their strength, they didn't kill a boy who was at the first level of the Demon King, and they didn't even injure him.
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Is this an illusion or a ghost?
"Thousand Flames Burning Desolation Sword Technique, Cut" Zhou Yan was like a god of war, surrounded by countless purple sword lights.
He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the cultivators standing in the air, who were in a daze because they couldn't accept it, and finally let out a low roar.
The roar contained a soul attack, and it was the soul-suppressing roar that caused confusion to appear in the eyes of the people who were already in a daze.
Almost at the same time as Zhou Yan's roar appeared, the purple sword lights floating around him suddenly slashed down, bursting out with powerful power.
"not good" The sword light slashed down at an extremely fast speed, almost appearing in front of the cultivators in the blink of an eye.
Those cultivators, who barely recovered under the soul-suppressing roar, saw the sword light that had appeared in front of them and had no time to dodge, and their faces turned pale.
"Rumble" Hundreds of thousands of sword lights poured down in one fell swoop, completely smashing the competition stage into pieces, falling on the bodies of the cultivators, and submerging their bodies.
The roar was deafening, and hundreds of them fell together, affecting the area within a few hundred meters and being affected by the aftermath of the power.
On the hard ground, ferocious ravines appeared one after another.
The practitioners who were originally here all shot out backwards and stood hundreds of meters away.
"kill" When those sword lights fell, Zhou Yan's attack did not stop there.
Instead, he continued to kill with his long sword.
He held a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, using the Thousand Flame Burning Desolation Sword Technique, the three Jeet Fist moves he had learned, and so on.
"Peng Peng Peng"
Zhou Yan rushed to those people and launched a violent attack with fists, swords, and whip legs.
Zhou Yan seemed to have turned into a humanoid demon soldier, leaving those people under the attack with no possibility of fighting back.
They could only be violently beaten.
Abuse.
"Zhou Yan, stop it" No one expected that several captain-level cultivators would attack together and not injure Zhou Yan at all.
Instead, he would be brutally tortured.
Ke Yun was stunned.
After he reacted, he shouted angrily, his eyes were red and his fingers were clawing.
Carrying terrifying power, his figure flashed and rushed towards Zhou Yan who was fighting.
"Ke Yun, do you want to intervene?"
But just as Ke Yun rushed forward, Huo Mengli on the other side also moved, slapped out a palm, knocked Ke Yun back, and said coldly.
"Huo Dutong, do you want to watch them be killed by Zhou Yan?"
Ke Yun was forced back by Huo Mengli's palm, which restored a trace of calmness in his eyes, and he said while holding back his anger.
"Huo Dutong, if something happens to them, I'm afraid many brothers won't be able to bear it anymore, and Huo Dutong will also have a hard time doing it."
Lie Zhuan also spoke, with a threatening tone in his tone.
His meaning couldn't be more obvious.
If Zhou Yan kills them, then we will find an opportunity to take action and kill Zhou Yan.
"Are you threatening me?"
Huo Mengli frowned, her voice became colder, her demonic power rose up and turned into a blazing flame, burning the air with a hissing sound, as if there was a sea of fire around her
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