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The moment Zhao Zhong was injured, without even thinking, he smacked his palm on his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He pointed at the blood essence and a large number of blood fog appeared around him. In a flash, the blood fog entered his body at an extremely fast speed. Zhao Zhong formed a seal with his hands, turned into a ray of blood and flew into the distance. The technique he used was the blood escape that flew the fastest, using blood essence as the price.

"You want to run?" Han Yan focused his gaze, stepping on the green small sword, he turned into a green stream of light and quickly chased after it.

Nalan family's mansion was a mess. Originally, it was used for ten thousand people, but now there were less than a hundred left. Under this disaster, the Nalan family was considered finished. The Nascent Soul stage Ancestor had died, the elders of the golden core stage had all been killed, and in the foundation-building stage cultivator, other than Nalan Hai and Nalan Jingyi, not a single one was able to survive. The rest were mostly servants and servants, there were less than ten people in Qi Refining Stage Cultivator. The moment the battle started, the disciples of the Divine Imperial Sect attacked the cultivators of Nalan family. As for the mortals, they casually made their decisions. It was exactly like this, out of the remaining one hundred, servants and servants accounted for a large percentage.

At that moment, the surviving disciples were all stunned when they saw Han Yan chasing after the fleeing Zhao Zhong. In the past, he had only heard that the golden core stage Warriors were chasing after the foundation-building stage cultivator. This was not all, from the moment Han Yan appeared to when he was killed, it had only been half an incense's time, and he had actually killed so many cultivators in such a short period of time. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed the scene before them. Other than shock, there was also excitement in the eyes of those Qi Cultivation stage disciples. They clenched their fists tightly, secretly cheering for Han Yan, hoping that he would be able to kill Zhao Zhong.

Nalan Hai's expression was complex, other than shock, he was also rejoicing in his heart. Thirty years ago, when he met Han Yan, if he did not recognize the spiritual strength finger, they would probably have really fought. Han Yan possessed such a terrifying rune, if they really fought, the probability of winning was close to zero.

Nalan Jingyi looked in the direction that Han Yan had left and asked: "Great Grandfather, do you think that Han Yan can kill him?"

After hearing this, Nalan Hai replied with complete certainty: "If we don't go out, Zhao Zhong will definitely not live past today."

Zhao Zhong quickly flew in the air. The more he flew down, the more shocked he was. He had originally thought that no matter how powerful the foundation-building stage cultivator was, its speed of flight wouldn't be fast enough to shake off his opponent. But when he saw that Han Yan was getting closer and closer to him, he finally understood that foundation-building stage cultivator could also become this abnormal and kill him without any effort at all.

Zhao Zhong looked up at the sky and laughed bitterly. He knew that he would not be able to escape to the sect alive, thus he stopped his thoughts. He turned around to look at Han Yan, and said word by word, "Han Yan, you are stronger than what I imagined. Even I admire you for you to be able to refine pseudo-magical equipment to this degree. " At this point, he changed the subject and continued, "However, even if you can kill me, you will have to pay a great price." As he spoke, he quickly recited the incantation and his aura abruptly soared. Streams of light shot out from his hands and floated in front of him.

The moment Zhao Zhong stopped flying, Han Yan also stopped and increased the distance between them. Liu Ming frowned and entered the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal with his consciousness. A drop of Spirit Liquid floated in front of him before he opened his mouth and swallowed it. The depleted spiritual power in his body was recovering at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, he was at his peak condition.

It was known to all that every drop of spirit liquid contained spiritual energy. Even if elemental infant stage cultivator consumed it, the amount of spiritual energy consumed would be completely recovered. Although Han Yan felt that swallowing the spirit liquid was a waste, it was not the case. The spiritual power that was not consumed in the spiritual fluid would fuse into his meridians, transforming his body, and making it tougher and tougher. It was said that if a cultivator were to consume the spirit liquid every day, their body would be modified to an astonishing degree. Their defense was like that of a magical beast, and most spells would not be able to break through their defense.

However, the amount of spirit liquid in this world is extremely limited. Many Expert of Elemental Infant Stage might not even be able to take a single drop out, let alone take it everyday. Other than Han Yan who was an upstart, no one else would waste such a large amount of money. Spirit liquids might not amount to much in Han Yan's eyes, but in the eyes of cultivators, they were priceless treasures. If Han Yan was willing to sell it, even if he used a Nascent Soul Stage treasure to exchange for it, many strong warriors would probably shatter their brains to fight for this chance.

Han Yan recovered his spirit force and pointed his finger at Zhao Zhong. One after another, spiritual strength finger flew straight at Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong's face sank, the hand sign he was using moved even faster, and then he shouted out, "Sky – Fire – Exterminate – World." The space in front of him turned into a fiery red world, and the red flames started rolling like lava. Under Zhao Zhong's control, they quickly rushed towards Han Yan's direction.

At the same time, the spiritual strength finger had already arrived in front of the flames. Zhao Zhong laughed out loud, "Han Yan, no matter how powerful your finger technique is, you can forget about breaking my technique." Although he said that, he was worried in his heart that Han Yan would take out the Beast Symbol. The spirit energy in his body had already been exhausted, so if a few more ninth heaven profound bird came, he would definitely die.

Just as Zhao Zhong thought about this, his face changed and his heart thumped for a moment as he said in shock: "How is this possible? What kind of spell is this?" He used his Spiritual Sense to feel that the white light flying into the flames did not dissipate, and instead flew straight towards him. In the blink of an eye, the white light had arrived on his body. He did not dare resist and hurriedly turned around to escape, hoping that the flames could burn Han Yan to death before the white light caught up to him.

Although Zhao Zhong's idea was good, it was impossible to realize it. The speed of the flames could not compare to the spiritual strength finger at all. He had just turned around and fled, when a spiritual strength finger entered his body. Zhao Zhong's flying body froze in midair, as if he had been hit by a hot spell. The first spiritual strength finger began to quickly devour Zhao Zhong's body, and the last bit of spirit energy left in his body also instantly disappeared.

Without the support of spirit energy, Zhao Zhong's body fell from the sky. As he landed, he regained his ability to move, and just as he was about to take out the Pill s to recover spirit energy, a tragedy occurred. The second ray of spiritual energy entered his body and his body was frozen once again. This repeated over and over again, constantly recovering its mobility and being frozen again and again. When he landed on the ground, he no longer had the chance to retrieve the Pill that had recovered its spirit energy.

On the ground, a huge human-shaped crater appeared. The person inside the crater was already dead, without any signs of life. A light flashed at the head of the corpse, Zhao Gen's soul transformed into spirit force and flew into the air. Just as he flew out of the huge pit, he saw a figure flash and Han Yan appeared in front of him. Zhao Zhong knew that he was definitely going to die. He was very courageous, and did not beg for mercy as he laughed loudly: "Han Yan, if you have the guts, kill me now."

Han Yan snorted, he moved his wrist and caught Zhao Zhong's soul in his hand, then released a strand of spirit energy from it and sealed his soul, throwing it into the storage bag. After finishing all of this, Han Yan's figure flashed, flying straight up into the sky, and in the next moment he arrived at the piece of land that had long since been turned into ruins by the Nalan family.

Nalan Hai and Nalan Jingyi flew over at the same time, the former cupped his hands and said: "Han Yan, many thanks to you this time."

Han Yan took out Zhao Zhong's soul, handed it over to Nalan Hai, and said in a calm voice: "I've already sealed him with spirit energy, you decide whether or not he's dead or alive."

Nalan Hai's outstretched hands unceasingly trembled as he said excitedly, "Han Yan, this time, I really have to thank you." As he spoke, he knelt down in front of everyone's shocked eyes.

Han Yan raised his brows, a surge of spirit energy was released out, supporting Nalan Hai's body as they stood up, and said: "Nalan … Uncle Nalan, if it wasn't for you helping me back then, I wouldn't have been able to enter the Profound Immortal Sect. " He wanted to call her senior, but when he thought about what Nalan Hai had said, that they could talk about status as equals, he changed his name. He did not know how to address her, so he called her uncle.

Hearing Han Yan's name, Nalan Hai was agitated and choked with sobs: "Han Yan, if you hadn't come, this Nalan family would really be finished …" He really wanted Han Yan to stay, but he was unable to say what he was about to say. In the past, when the clan was at its most glorious moment, Han Yan had rejected him. Now that things had turned out like this, how could Han Yan agree?

Nalan Jingyi's eyes turned as he quickly took two steps forward, grabbed Han Yan's shoulder, and revealed an extremely cute smile as he slowly said, "Big Brother Han Yan, Great Grandfather said earlier that he wants you to stay in the family. If you are willing, not only can you become the Patriarch of the Nalan family, you can also marry a beautiful and cute immortal companion like me. "

When these words came out, all the onlookers from the Nalan family were stunned. Especially those male cultivators, who secretly envied Han Yan for being able to be actively pursued by the number one beauty of the family. Of course, none of these people were jealous. Han Yan had just helped them take revenge, they didn't even have time to thank him! How could he be jealous? Everyone felt that only an expert like Han Yan could be worthy of a woman as beautiful as Nalan Jingyi.

When everyone thought of this, it was unknown who led the way, but everyone began to shout in unison, "Marry her, marry her …"

Nalan Jingyi blushed and shyly lowered her head. Only at the same time that she lowered her head, the hand she was holding onto Han Yan's shoulder tightened even more.

Han Yan's expression was rather awkward. He took a deep breath and was just about to refuse, when Nalan Hai growled softly, and angrily shouted at the people around him: "All of you shut up." After saying that, he looked at Nalan Jingyi and scolded him, "Jingyi, stop messing around. Do you think that Han Yan is worthy of such a strong person?"

Nalan Hai was truly worthy of being called an old cunning fox. He knew that Han Yan would not agree, and he had used a move that wanted to capture him and force him into submission.2

Han Yan became even more embarrassed, even though he saw through Nalan Hai's intentions, he did not say anything more. After all, the Nalan family had helped him before. If not for him obtaining the soul-nourishing wood from Nalan Jingyi, his parents would have lost their souls long ago. Although he had killed quite a few disciples of the Sect and helped Nalan family take revenge, he had still repaid the debt of gratitude. Han Yan still felt that if they had the ability, they should help them.

Thinking about it here, Han Yan took a deep breath and said: "Uncle Nalan, the family is already like this, I'm afraid we cannot continue staying in the State of Zhao. I wonder what you plan to do next?"

Nalan Hai thought for a moment, then sighed and said: "Since the clan is like this, the State of Zhao will definitely not be able to continue staying. If we go to an empire that has enmity with the State of Zhao, I'm afraid they might not agree. As for the allies of the State of Zhao, they are even more forbidden to go. If the Heavenly Imperial Sect knows that so many disciples have died, they will definitely chase us down and kill us all. "

Han Yan lifted up his head to look towards the east, and said: "Senior, I only thought of one place, if Nalan family goes, he will definitely be able to hide from the Imperial Divine Sect's pursuit."

Nalan Hai was startled, and said: "There is such a place?" He followed Han Yan's line of sight, and then, as if he had thought of something, his body trembled, and he lost control of his voice: "You're saying …"

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