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Not long after Li Jin left, a transfer talisman flew over, Xiao Yuyao raised his arm, and pointed the talisman at the rune, which automatically ignited. As it burned, Han Yan's voice slowly sounded, "Martial Uncle, thank you for the Imperial Jade Seal s. This disciple is about to leave, I might not be able to see you again in this life."

Han Yan's voice was so desolate, so helpless, and after hearing it, there was an indescribable feeling. Every word was as if they contained limitless magic and deeply stabbed into Xiao Yuyao's heart. A complicated look flashed through Xiao Yuyao's eyes. She didn't know whether what she had done before was right or wrong. No matter what, Han Yan was her first man.

Xiao Yuyao hesitated for a moment, then stepped out lightly, step by step, towards the exit of the cave. Arriving at the dwelling, she was just about to activate the formation when she gave up. He then took out a Yellow Paper and channeled his spiritual sense into it, leaving behind a message outside the cave. Separated by the formation, she could see the bleak expression on Han Yan's face, but at this moment, she didn't have the courage to see the last time.

Seeing the sound transmitting flying away, Han Yan sighed. On the way here, he had already made up his mind. If Xiao Yuyao came out to meet him, he might still be here for a while. If Xiao Yuyao had not seen the last time, this period of destiny between him and the Profound Immortal Sect would have come to an end. Han Yan's mind moved, landing on the sound transmitting, the instant the talisman ignited, Xiao Yuyao's voice also slowly sounded out in his mind.

"Go! I don't want to see you again. "

The cold voice carried a trace of arrogance, as if Han Yan was the person she didn't want to see the most.

Hearing that, Han Yan's last bit of hesitation disappeared. He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the green small sword and flew out.

Inside the cave, the unmatched beauty dressed in white was staring at the sky and staring at Han Yan's back, tears streaming down her face.

Both of them had the right to choose love. It was not because of them that they did not get together in the end. It was because of the cruel Taoism that prevented them from connecting together. The difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and there was also too much of a difference in their status. Even if Xiao Yuyao was able to give up his face and leave with Han Yan, travel across the world, and see the sun set in the west, her family would still not agree.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yan's figure turned into a speck of ink and disappeared into the sky.

Xiao Yuyao bit his lower lip, sighed heavily, and turned to leave.

Just as Han Yan was about to fly towards the Tang Profound Mountain Range, a figure swiftly chased and arrived before him in the blink of an eye.

Han Yan was not unfamiliar with this person; it was the Deng Zucheng who had heavily injured him twenty years ago. After twenty years of not seeing him, although Deng Zucheng's cultivation had not increased, he had become more profound, and the feeling he gave off was completely different. His aura was extremely huge, as though he could break through the golden core stage realm at any time and reach the height that cultivators yearned for — Nascent Soul Stage.

Han Yan's flying body stopped, and his gaze swept across Deng Zucheng's body, and said: "What did you come to see?"

Deng Zucheng was slightly startled, but immediately after, he said angrily: "Han Yan, you have such a big tone, did you forget about seniority?"

"Senior?" Han Yan sneered, and said, "From the moment you made your move against me, I no longer view you as a Martial Uncle."

Deng Zucheng laughed and said: "What do you take me for is not important. You're going to die today because of something important." After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and continued: "Han Yan, I didn't kill you twenty years ago, consider you lucky. If I meet you today, I want to see if anyone can save you. "

Han Yan's eyes flashed with killing intent, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and ten Beast Symbol appeared in his hands.

Looking at the Beast Symbol, Deng Zucheng said with a serious expression: "I already knew that you had Beast Symbol, so this time you're willing to give it up?" He laughed out loud and formed a seal with his hand. A long blade appeared in front of him. The blade was half a meter long and completely black. It emitted a cold, frosty light. He pointed his blade forward, and the blade whistled, flying straight for Han Yan. In the air, the sword suddenly grew larger. In the blink of an eye, it was more than 30 feet long and there were buzzing sounds coming from it. When it reached Han Yan's head, it suddenly slashed down.

Han Yan's eyes focused, he raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of white light shot out from between his fingers, landing on the back of the blade.

With a clang, the white light dissipated, and the longblade's descending speed only slowed down slightly.

Deng Zucheng coldly snorted, and said with disdain: "Your techniques are still unable to break my attack, so take out your runes!"

Han Yan waved his wrist, threw the runes in his hand over, and they transformed into ten ninth heaven profound bird s in the air, five of them flying towards the black blade and the other five straight towards Deng Zucheng. At the same time, Han Yan's figure moved. He retreated, but discovered that his divine sense was locked on by Deng Zucheng, and suddenly raised his hand, releasing three consecutive spiritual strength finger s.

As the long blade fell, the two ninth heaven profound bird s rushed over and clashed with each other before exploding.

The huge impact spread out in all directions, and the spirit force contained in the long blade immediately dimmed. Before Deng Zucheng could inject any spirit force, another two ninth heaven profound bird s collided with each other, and then exploded. When the shock wave hit the blade, the spiritual energy contained within the blade was instantly dispersed. At this moment, the fifth ninth heaven profound bird quickly flew over and pecked at the back of the blade. With a clank, the divine intent in the blade scattered, and without the control of the divine sense, the blade fell from the sky.

This blade was Deng Zucheng's Intrinsic Magic Weapon, and the treasures on it were injured. Deng Zucheng immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, but before he could regain his senses from his shock, five ninth heaven profound bird s had already flown over. He shouted angrily as his hands quickly formed hand seals. Streams of red fireballs were released, flying towards the ninth heaven profound bird. The fireball contained a huge amount of energy, if it hit the ninth heaven profound bird, it would definitely run away. But the ninth heaven profound bird was extremely fast, when the fireball flew over, it had already disappeared.

Deng Zucheng's face did not show any signs of panic as he slapped his chest with his right hand. A drop of blood essence floated in front of him and he quickly drew on it in the air. In the blink of an eye, a gigantic blood formation was formed. The incantation contained countless ancient words. In a flash of blood light, Deng Zucheng released a stream of spirit energy into the blood red array formation, and then shouted out loud, "Air — — Quiet — Stop."

The blood-colored formation flashed and turned into red ripples that spread out. In the blink of an eye, with Deng Zucheng as the center, an area of three hundred meters around Yun Che, was covered by these red ripples. Wherever the space was covered, it was as if the ninth heaven profound bird had stopped in its tracks.

Deng Zucheng's face turned pale white, it was obvious that the technique had consumed a lot of his spirit energy. He laughed and patted the storage bag by his waist, took out a red Pill and placed it in his mouth to chew, at the same time he said: "Han Yan, I want to see how you will fight against me." As he said that, the fireballs, under his control, struck the ninth heaven profound bird and the scorching temperature instantly melted it. Then looking at the fireball, which melted the ninth heaven profound bird, because it consumed a lot of energy, it exploded with a 'peng' sound, turning into specks of fire and dissipating in the air.

At the same time, the three spiritual strength finger s that Han Yan executed also flew into that space.

Deng Zucheng laughed disdainfully, and said: "It's useless. This entire space has already stopped moving, and no magic technique can do it …" As he spoke till here, he saw three white light flying into the still space, and did not stop. Instead, they quickly flew over, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and cried out involuntarily, "How is this possible? How can your spell escape the spatial restrictions?"0

After he finished speaking, Deng Zucheng did not even think as he immediately turned to flee.

Although Deng Zucheng was flying fast, Han Yan's spiritual sense was locked onto him. No matter where he flew, the white light would chase after him. After flying for a short period of time, not only did Deng Zucheng not open the distance between him and the Spiritual Qi Finger, but the distance between them was getting closer and closer. With a low growl, he took out a shield from his storage bag and placed it on his body. "At the same time, he cast a spell, preparing to attack Han Yan again.

Han Yan's eyes flashed with killing intent, the white light in his hand flashed, and the Golden Crow Copper Mirror appeared in his hand. He then activated spiritual strength finger in the copper mirror, and then fused with it. After this experience, the fusion speed was much faster than before. After a few breaths, the two types of energies fused together.

Han Yan raised his right hand, pointing the mirror at Deng Zucheng, he used his consciousness. That flower of ice like flame broke through the mirror and flew straight towards Deng Zucheng.

Three spiritual strength finger s landed on the shield, with a ding sound, the first spiritual strength finger dissipated and the spirit energy on the shield dissipated by half. The second spiritual strength finger descended, dispersing the remaining spirit energy. Cracks appeared on the shield as the speed at which the cracks appeared increased. When the third spiritual strength finger flew over, the shield shattered with a "pa da" sound.

The spiritual strength finger instantly pierced through the broken shield and flew towards Deng Zucheng.

Deng Zucheng's technique was not completed yet, but upon seeing the incoming white light, his eyes flashed with determination, and he gave up on using the formation, and clawed at the white light. In order to prevent himself from entering his body, an enormous amount of spirit energy condensed on the surface of his palm, wanting to stop the spiritual strength finger.

The spiritual strength finger contained the power of devouring, and the speed of devouring was extremely fast. The spirit energy Deng Zucheng released couldn't keep up with the speed of devouring.

Seeing this scene, Deng Zucheng's forehead was filled with cold sweat. Recalling the sect's legends about Han Yan, he finally understood that Han Yan killing a few Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage s inside the Nine Heavens Mountain Range was not a rumor, Han Yan did indeed have the strength. Deng Zucheng gave a low growl, and released all of his spirit energy. The moment his spirit energy was about to be exhausted, he barely managed to block the spiritual strength finger's devouring process.

Before Deng Zucheng could heave a sigh of relief, the flames that flew out from the bronze mirror had already arrived in front of him. It was already too late for him to cast any spells. The temperature contained within the flame was shockingly high. As soon as the charm turned into a spell, it was melted by the flame. In the blink of an eye, all the talismans had disappeared. The remaining defensive magic treasures, without the input of spiritual energy, were unable to display their greatest defensive capabilities and collapsed in a single move.

Even though the flames had shrunk a lot when they arrived in front of Deng Zucheng, the amount of energy contained within them was not to be underestimated.

Deng Zucheng could smell the scent of death, a look of determination flashed past his eyes, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Han Yan, if you want to die, let's die together." The spiritual power in his body instantly became chaotic, and the remaining energy fiercely attacked the aurous core in his body. And then, a destructive energy erupted from within his body. With a rumbling sound, his body exploded, blood and flesh splattering in all directions.

The huge impact was centered around the point of explosion and turned into a series of solid shock waves that quickly spread out in all directions.

As soon as the flames touched the shockwave, they dispersed. The energy did not slow down at all and rushed straight towards Han Yan with an astonishing speed.

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