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Xiao Yuyao frowned slightly as she saw Han Yan quickly leave. Although she did not know the reason, seeing Han Yan's resentful expression, she knew that something must have happened. His spiritual sense spread out and landed in the col five kilometers away. He saw that the dozen or so Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s in the col were engaged in a bloody battle, especially the cultivators that were being surrounded and killed.

Two of them were from the three sects' alliance, and the other three were disciples of the Tianming Sect.

There were originally six people in Tianming Sect, but at this moment, half of them had died. Only Qi Hao, Tang Xiaofeng and Han Fei were still battling. The three of them had pale faces and their bodies were covered in blood. Tang Xiaofeng had broken one of his arms, and was holding on while gritting his teeth. Tang Xiaofeng understood in his heart that even if he used even more powerful spells, he would not be able to leave this place alive.

He was attacked by Zhang Yiming and the other two combined, so he simply could not show any mercy to help Han Fei to escape, and could only hope that Han Fei could escape the pursuit of everyone. He imagined this in his heart, but he knew that it was just a wild hope. With so many cultivators attacking together and having the entrance to the cove sealed, there was no way out.

Han Fei's clothes were already tattered and the spirit force in his body had dried up. Forget about using another powerful technique, he couldn't even flash it out. After he blocked the attack of one cultivator, he saw more than ten cultivators attacking him and revealed a wry smile. He turned around, glanced at the nearby Qi Hao who was currently engaged in a bloody battle, and muttered: "Eldest Brother, I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your heavy trust."

In front of him, ten different techniques flew over, upon sensing the powerful techniques, Han Fei closed his eyes. In the instant he closed his eyes, a figure appeared in his mind. It was a person he had mocked, disdained, and admired. I wonder how he's doing. Maybe he's not dead yet.

When the cultivators at the entrance of the col saw that Han Fei had given up his place, they all laughed. The way they looked at Han Fei was as if they were looking at a dead man. Of course, there was also greed in their eyes. Amongst them was the most expensive black iron s within the Taoism. Quite a few people began to fantasize in their minds about what kind of good stuff Han Fei's storage bag had.

Before the spell could land on Han Fei's body, it was already shining on his face. Han Fei's face was filled with relief.

At this moment, a ray of light flew across the sky at an alarming speed. In the blink of an eye, it arrived above the cove. The speed of the stream of light was simply too fast. It was so fast that when everyone realized it, it had already arrived above his head. Everyone's face was filled with shock. They were all very famous people in the sect. Although they were only at the Qi Cultivation stage, they were very knowledgeable and could tell at a glance that their opponent was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, the crowd didn't understand. ~ Isn't Nine Heavens Valley the only one who can enter? Why is a Foundation Establishment expert here?

Everyone thought for a moment and understood. Then, their faces turned ugly.

Most people believed that this flying cultivator must have made a breakthrough from the cultivators that entered the valley. Of course, there was a group of people who did not think this way, because they had only been in the valley for over three years. It was almost impossible to break through in such a short period of time. Even a Qi Disciple level 10 cultivator with a large number of Foundation Building Pill would find it difficult to do so.

Zhang Yiming and the other two, immediately stopped their attacks. After vigilantly looking at Qi Hao at the side, they cupped their hands towards the sky: "I wonder which sect Senior is from." The expressions of the three were unsettled. The cultivators of the other sects in the valley had all been chased by them before. If they truly were cultivators from other sects who had broken through, then they would definitely come here to seek revenge.

Han Yan did not reply, he formed a seal with his hand, and a gale technique was released, the huge tornado quickly flew towards Han Fei's ten odd techniques. Those techniques had already arrived in front of Han Fei. The moment they came into contact with his body, they were blown towards him by the fierce wind, and then they were sucked into the tornado and disappeared.

In the cove, Han Fei had already felt the aura of death, but due to the distance between him and Qi Hao, when the spell flew over, it carried a violent whistling sound, so he did not hear Zhang Yiming's question. When Han Fei sensed that the flying technique had suddenly disappeared, he revealed a look of puzzlement, and then opened his eyes. After opening his eyes, he saw a flash of white light in front of him and a figure appeared.

After Han Yan's figure landed, everyone's gaze fell on him. They all felt that this background was very familiar, and for a moment, they couldn't remember where they had seen it before. The crowd around the col, regardless of whether it was the disciples of the three major sects, or the three remaining Tianming Sect s, none of them dared to make a sound. This was because the opponent was a foundation-building stage cultivator. In the cove, everything suddenly quieted down. Even if a needle were to land on the ground, it could still be heard clearly.

The moonlight shone down on that figure, revealing a clearly defined but very ordinary face. After looking at the other party's appearance, Han Fei's body could not help but tremble, and he cried out involuntarily: "Cousin …" He had never cried before in his life of cultivation, but at this moment, when he saw Han Yan, his eyes filled with tears of excitement.

As soon as Han Yan finished speaking, everyone widened their eyes. Qi Hao and Tang Xiaofeng in particular, had their mouths agape.

The cultivators of the three sects were also stunned. After a moment of shock, someone remembered this name and said in shock, "It's him, the Han Yan who killed the three golden core stage experts."

When those words were said, those people who felt that the name was familiar, Han Yan's figure surfaced in their minds. Three years ago, whether it was the scene of Han Yan killing Wang Ming with a raise of his hand or the scene of him killing three golden core stage Rankers at the end, everyone was deeply impressed. In everyone's memories, Han Yan was an undefeatable existence and many cultivators set him as their goal to cultivate. They hoped that one day, they would be able to surpass him and kill him with the ability to jump levels.

Han Yan's ice-cold face, after coming into contact with Han Fei's gaze, softened a little and asked: "Why do they want to kill you?"

Han Fei's body could not help but tremble. This was not because he was trembling from fear, but because he was too excited, and he was so excited that he did not know where to start. Han Fei took a deep breath, and said: "Cousin brother, since they saw a treasure that we found, they teamed up and attacked us, and wanted to exterminate us all." Clenching his fists, he furiously glared at Zhang Yiming and the others who were not far away.

Han Yan nodded his head, he then turned and looked towards Zhang Yiming and the rest.

Everyone present felt like they were being seen through as Han Yan's gaze swept past them. Those disciples who had not reached the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage felt a shiver down their backs, their bodies trembling violently. A disciple without strong willpower would lose control of the spiritual energy in his body and be unable to use any spells.

Han Yan's gaze swept across everyone present. He did not make a move, but asked Han Fei: "Amongst them, who is the leader."

Han Fei's face was full of excitement as he pointed to the three people in front of Qi Hao and said: "Cousin, it's the three of them."

Hearing his cousin's words, Han Yan's gaze landed on the three of them. He raised his right hand and pointed at Zhang Yiming, "You three can die now."

A ray of white light flashed past, transforming into a straight line and shot towards Zhang Yiming like lightning.

Zhang Yiming's face darkened, without thinking, he grabbed Song Guang who was beside him, and placed him in front of him. The white light was extremely fast, and when Zhang Yiming placed Song Guang in front of her, the white light had already arrived at her body, flying into Song Guang's body. After Song Guang was grabbed by Zhang Yiming, before he could even react, he felt a pain in his body, followed by the loss of spirit energy and the disappearance of his soul.

Sensing that Song Guang's body did not have any trace of life, Zhang Yiming's forehead was covered in cold sweat. If he had been slightly slower just now, the person who would have died would not have been Song Guang, but himself. At the same time, he was shocked, "This is so scary. What kind of spell is this? Not only can it kill people, it can also devour other souls."

A cold smile emerged from the corner of Han Yan's mouth as he said gloomily, "Let's see how many more people you can use to defend against this." As he spoke, he once again raised his right hand and pointed at Zhang Yiming.

Hong Wei who was at the side had already reacted, the moment Zhang Yiming reached out to grab him, he flashed, and appeared thirty meters away.0

Zhang Yiming waved his right hand, grabbed the air, and silently cursed: "Junior Brothers, he is a cruel and merciless man, we have offended his cousin, he will definitely not let us get away with it. Since we have to die, why not make a move together and gamble? If you don't do anything, after I die, you'll be next. "

Han Yan laughed coldly, and said. "Are you done speaking?"

Zhang Yiming was startled, he did not understand the meaning behind Han Yan's words, but just as he was about to speak, he saw white light flying from Han Yan's finger. While he was casting the spell, he shouted, "Junior brothers, let's attack together!" Zhang Yiming wanted to run, but Han Yan's divine sense was locked onto him, no matter how far he ran, he could not escape the enemy's divine sense.

When the disciples of the Longevity Sect saw that the Eldest Brother was about to be killed, they shouted at the same time, "Kill him, kill him!" As he said this, he simultaneously activated the Consolidating Equipment Technique.

Hong Wei was also aware of the seriousness of the situation. He loudly said, "Everyone, this spell is extremely powerful and can devour a person's soul. I believe he can only use it a few times. Let's kill him together." As he said this, his hand moved, not to attack, but to flash. After he finished speaking, he flew out of the cove.

Han Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at the place where Hong Wei had escaped to, raised his right hand, and pointed at that space.

At the same time, the first spiritual strength finger had already arrived in front of Zhang Yiming. He patted the storage bag at his waist and a talisman treasure appeared in his hands, then he threw it in front of him. After the talisman treasure appeared, it turned into a golden shield, blocking in front of him. The shield was as tall as a person and emitted a golden glow. On the front of the shield were many simple characters.

After the shield appeared, the spiritual strength finger coincidentally landed on it. With a clank, the white light dissipated but the shield was still unharmed.

Zhang Yiming's eyes shot out an excited light, and he could not help but laugh out loud: "Han Yan, I thought your finger techniques were powerful! Who knew that even the Master Ancestor's talisman treasure would not be able to stop it. With this talisman treasure, I'll see how you'll kill me. Haha … Ha … Ah … How is that possible? "

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