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The person who flew over was Han Yan. Han Yan's eyes congealed, and floated in mid air, coldly looking at the person in front of him. His spirit sense spread out, enveloping everyone within in an instant. When he realized that these cultivators were all Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Regardless if the elemental infant stage cultivator really came, this group of cultivators in front of him was still nothing in his eyes.

After Zhang Ziqiang finished mocking him, he saw that Han Yan had remained silent and continued to speak, "Brat, what benefits did those girls give you? Even though your cultivation isn't high, I admire your courage. "It's a pity that I don't dare to be interested in men. If you like old women, I can introduce them to you." After saying that, he laughed out loud.

The old woman in those words, everyone used their toes to think about it and knew that she was referring to Sun Yuejun.

Sun Yuejun's face darkened, and said angrily: "Zhang Ziqiang, if you continue to speak nonsense, do you believe that I won't kill you right now?" Her eyes flashed with sparks of anger, if not for the fact that she could not win against Zhang Ziqiang, she would have already made her move. Although the five sects had formed a united front and Sun Yuejun would not kill Zhang Ziqiang, it was still unavoidable for her to teach him a lesson. However, it was a pity that her cultivation wasn't high enough. She wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but she couldn't find the chance to do so. Thus, she could only tell him about it.

If this was the case, Zhang Ziqiang would have been tired of listening to them for a long time, and laughed: "Junior Sister Sun, you don't need to hate Big Brother.

Sun Yueran coldly snorted, "Hmph! If you have the ability, don't try to talk back. Who's more powerful than us? "

Zhang Ziqiang waved his hand, and said: "Junior Sister Sun, don't be in such a hurry. If you want this brother so much, when I kill this junior, I'll come find you. Haha!"

The two of them spoke and spoke, completely disregarding Han Yan, as if he did not exist.

Han Yan did not make a move. After the two of them had finished talking, he asked: "Are you done speaking?"

This voice was incomparably cold, but after Zhang Ziqiang heard it, he could not help but be startled, and then said: "What, do you want to die so quickly?"

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "If there are no last words, you can die now."

When the words came out, Zhang Ziqiang was stunned, he did not understand what Han Yan meant. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Han Yan raise his right hand and laugh out loud. Even if you use magic tools, you might not be able to harm me. If you don't use magic tools, there's no meaning in me killing you. " He looked up into the Heavens and sighed inwardly. This sigh carried a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if it were the sigh of a lonely master.

Han Yan raised his right hand, only to see a blue light suddenly being emitted from his finger, straight towards Zhang Ziqiang.

Seeing the incoming blue light, Zhang Ziqiang coldly snorted in his heart, not putting it in his eyes at all, and immediately said: "You even dare to compete with Haoyue in rice grains of light. This old man will let you see, no matter how powerful your spell is, don't even think of harming me." In his view, no matter how powerful the techniques of the foundation-building stage cultivator were, they were unable to compete with him.

At that distance, other than the furious Sun Yuejun, the other three revealed faint smiles on their faces.

The three of them had a common hobby, which was to make bets. Furthermore, the stakes of each bet were quite high.

Zhen Dongming squinted his eyes and said: "You two, why don't we bet on how long I'll be able to kill him."

Hearing that, the other two immediately became interested. Wang Tian Bao did not even think, and said: "Do you still have any thoughts? Senior brother Zhang would definitely be able to kill him within three breaths of time. If my guess is correct, that junior can only use this one spell. Then, Senior Zhang will pierce through his chest with his Overlord's Divine Spear. " As he spoke, his two hands gestured skillfully, as if this scene had already occurred countless times. There was no need to even think about it.

Lu Qixing frowned slightly and said with a deep voice, "No, this finger technique is very special. Also, have you guys noticed that this blue light is very familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere before." He thought for a long time, but still could not think of what kind of spell that blue light used. In the end, he thought that he was wrong, after all, how could a low-level cultivator use such a strong spell.

Thinking up to here, Lu Qixing gave a very conservative figure and said, "With Senior Brother Zhang's character, it's impossible to kill him so quickly. At the very least, it would be a waste of a few breaths of time. It will take at least six breaths of time! " After he finished speaking, he saw that Zhen Dongming beside him had not spoken a word, and could not help but ask: "Senior Brother Zhen, how many breaths of time do you think you have?"

Zhen Dongming laughed and said: "I think I will need half an incense's time." He had wanted to say four breaths at the most, but when his soul consciousness landed on that blue light, he realized that it was stopping the soul consciousness from entering. He was secretly surprised. These techniques that stopped one's Spiritual Sense from entering were either containing a huge amount of energy or could only be detected by an attacker. If it was really only the attacker who could sense it, then this kind of magic would be extremely abnormal.

Zhen Dongming had cultivated for many years, but had never seen such a spell. Although he was suspicious, he did not think that a low-level cultivator could cultivate such an abnormal spell. At first glance, it seemed to be real, but when the spell reached his body, he realized it was just an illusion without any attack power.

After the three of them finished speaking, just as they were about to reveal their wager, Sun Yuejun, who had never participated in these kinds of gambling, suddenly opened her mouth and asked, "Can I participate?"

Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but be startled. Wang Tianbao smiled and said, "Junior Sister Sun, what do you want to bet on?"

Sun Yue Jun did not reply immediately, her gaze sweeping across Sun Zhang Ziqiang's pleased face, and said coldly: "I bet he will die." She hated Zhang Ziqiang to death, even in her dreams she wanted him to die quickly. Of course, this kind of death was not a true death. Rather, it was a serious injury, causing one's cultivation to drop. Although she didn't think that the low-level cultivator could kill Zhang Ziqiang with that strange finger technique, she still thought of a mouthful of anger in her heart. Even though he knew that he would lose this gamble, he still wanted to do this.

The three of them were all smart people, and in the blink of an eye, they understood why Sun Yue Jun had said those words. Wang Tian Bao stroked his beard and smiled: "Alright, I'll take you to bet this time. However, what kind of bet does Junior Sister Sun want to take out? " As he spoke, he patted the storage bag at his waist and took out a red fruit, then said: "This is my wager, how about it?"

If Han Yan paid attention here, he would definitely be able to recognize this fruit as the Fire Spirit Fruit that he had obtained some time ago. The size of this Fire Spirit Fruit was slightly smaller than the one that Han Yan had obtained earlier. Even so, the fruit still emitted a pure Strength Of Yang. Such a fruit, in the entire Golden Crow Continent, was still a rare heavenly resource.

The three of them knew what was good for them. When they saw the Fire Spirit Fruit, they sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Good treasure."

Wang Tianbao smiled proudly and reminded them, "I risked my life to obtain this. This time, I'm taking it out to make a wager, everyone, please don't take out such a terrible thing!"

Just as the four of them were betting on Han Yan's and Zhang Ziqiang's battle, Han Yan's side had begun.

Facing the incoming blue light, Zhang Ziqiang suddenly raised his right hand, wanting to grab the blue light and crush it. The moment he reached out to grab the blue light, he felt an extremely strong power contained within. His face immediately darkened and he quickly retreated. At the same time as he retreated, he wanted to retrieve a treasure from the storage bag, but it was already too late. He hurriedly gathered the Strength Of Yang in his body and activated a Strength Of Yang Shield.1

The Strength Of Yang Shield contained a huge amount of energy, which was practically materialized. If one looked carefully, they would discover that the shield was emitting a trace of red flame. These flames contained an astonishing high temperature that reached over a thousand degrees Celsius. With this kind of strength, even if it was used as an offensive technique, it could instantly kill cultivators below the golden core stage.

Zhang Ziqiang had long cultivated this defensive spell to the Dominating Refinement realm, so even if he fought with golden core stage Rankers, very few would be able to break through. Even those that could be broken would need several breaths of time to escape. It was precisely like this, Zhang Ziqiang had thought it through clearly, as long as the shield could block for more than three breaths, he would be able to spare time to unleash his strongest attack.

The blue light landed on the shield, and with a clank, the shield slightly shook and did not even crack.

He looked at the blue light again. Although it had decreased in size, it still tried its best to attack the shield in front of him.

Zhang Ziqiang secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, when he sensed the terrifying energy contained within the blue light, he thought that the technique was extremely powerful! Unexpectedly, it only had this little bit of power. At this moment, he and Zhen Dongming's thoughts coincided, and they both thought that Han Yan's technique was just for show, but not a substantial attack.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqiang held the long spear tightly, the huge Strength Of Yang channeling into the long spear. The originally silver spear suddenly glowed with a bright light, the spear god hummed, as if he was about to break free from Zhang Ziqiang's grasp and escape into the sky. Zhang Ziqiang took a deep breath, then shouted, "Overlord …"

He had only said the first half of the Overlord's Divine Spear, but forcefully swallowed the last two words.

Because he saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

The blue light forced its way into the Strength Of Yang shield, and with a clatter sound, the shield crumbled, turning into sparks and dissipating into the air. As for that blue light, it shrank in size to half and flew towards Zhang Ziqiang yet again, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang was using his attack, without any defense, his entire body was exposed under the blue light's attack. The most depressing thing was not here, but when Zhang Ziqiang had finished his attack, he had not even completed his spell. If he had completed it, he could use the Overlord Divine Spear to fight against the blue light.

Seeing the incoming blue light, Zhang Ziqiang was stunned. There was only one thought in his mind — This was definitely not an illusion.

At this moment, he could already feel the threat of death.

Thousands of feet away, the four people who had just taken out their winnings all stared with wide eyes.

Zhen Dongming's cultivation was the highest, he was the first to realize the seriousness of the matter, so he immediately condensed his Strength Of Yang in his throat and shouted: "Brother Zhang, quickly dodge!"

A loud shout echoed in the space where Han Yan was and it similarly awakened the dazed Zhang Ziqiang.

At this moment, it was already impossible for Zhang Ziqiang to complete the Overlord's Divine Spear. He forcefully cut off half of the technique he had cast and suddenly raised the long spear in his hand to welcome it. The moment the spearhead touched the blue light, a massive energy flowed through the spear and into his body. His body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood. After that, blood started dripping out from his palm, and he was no longer able to hold on to his spear. With a clanging sound, his spear flew out of his hand.

The blue light had already become the size of a grain of rice, but the energy it contained was not to be underestimated. It was at least three times stronger than the spiritual strength finger he had previously used his spiritual energy on. A blue light flashed as he flew straight into Zhang Ziqiang's body. His body was fixed in the air, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker. In the end, even his vitality had dissipated.

When the life force dissipated, it was proof that a person had died. Zhang Ziqiang had died under this blue light.

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