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"You can die now …"

Han Yan's voice was still echoing in the air, his figure had already disappeared, and when the crowd discovered him, he had already appeared behind Sun Tianxiang. Just then, a green small sword appeared in front of Han Yan. With a flash of its sword, it flew back to Sun Tianxiang's back with an extremely fast speed. With such a fast speed, Sun Tianyang simply could not react in time. Or perhaps, it could be said that he did not expect Han Yan to appear behind him so quickly.

Just as the green small sword pierced Sun Tianxiang's back, a blue light flashed in Han Yan's hand and the Soul-Destructing Finger followed closely behind, entering Sun Tianxiang's body right after. The Soul-Destructing Finger destroyed Sun Tianxiang's soul with a single finger and quickly devoured his spirit energy. After the spirit energy was completely devoured, it started to devour his soul. Sun Tianxiang was unable to defend in time and was forced to retreat. In the end, his soul dissipated and his body swayed before he fell from the sky.

Dead …

When the crowd saw this scene, they all felt a chill run down their spines. Their eyes were filled with terror.

From the moment Han Yan appeared behind Sun Tianxiang until his death, it seemed like he took a very long time, but in reality, it was only a few breaths of time." From the moment Han Yan instantly appeared behind Sun Tianxiang until his death, it seemed like he took a very long time, but in reality, it was only a few breaths of time.

Most likely, no one would have thought of such an outcome.

Even though everyone had seen it with their own eyes, they all felt as if they were in a dream, as if all of this was not real.

At this moment, Han Yan was out of breath, his face becoming even paler and his body swaying, as though the spirit energy in his body was no longer able to support his body as he floated in the air.

At this moment, even though everyone understood that Han Yan was already at the end of his tether, no one dared to make a move. That scene just now had left a deep impression in the hearts of everyone, and it was even engraved into their souls.

The sky suddenly became incomparably quiet. Even the breathing of the crowd could be clearly heard.

After a long, long time, an excited voice rang out from the crowd. "Everyone, let's attack together and kill him …"

When the voice came out, everyone suddenly remembered that Han Yan was the target of the bounty. After killing him, not only would they obtain millions of Spirit Stone, they would also be able to obtain Level Six and demonic core. As the saying goes, there must be brave men in the midst of high rewards. The vast majority of the crowd was confused by the high bounty. Someone shouted, "Kill him, kill him …" Following which, most of the cultivators took out their magic treasures and began to loudly shout.

Han Yan's brows twitched as he scanned the crowd with his Divine Sense. After which, his gaze landed on Seventh Elder of the White Deer Tribe. Just now, it was he who had led the crowd to make a ruckus. The purpose of the other party returning was extremely clear. Han Yan had warned them before to not get involved in this matter. Now that they had come again, if they showed any more mercy, he would no longer be called Han Yan.

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said in a sinister manner: "You're courting death." He raised his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air in the direction of Seventh Bro. A large hand made of spiritual energy appeared and rushed toward Seventh Bro.

Seventh Brother saw the incoming spirit force and his eyes filled with fear. He wanted to escape but his consciousness was tightly locked by Han Yan, he had nowhere to run. In the end, Seventh Brother clenched his teeth and controlled the Intrinsic Magic Weapon to fly towards the big hand made of spirit energy. The moment the treasure touched the hand, it was crushed. Then the hand flashed and flew toward Seventh Brother again. In the blink of an eye, it arrived before Seventh Brother.

With a big hand of spirit energy, he grabbed Seventh Brother into his palm and crushed his flesh. Then, he snatched away his soul and returned to Han Yan's side.

Seventh Brother, who had transformed into a spirit body and sensed the approaching footsteps of death, hurriedly begged, "Senior, I beg you, please let me go, I beg you …"

Han Yan's face was cold, killing intent flashed past his eyes, he then raised his hand and threw Seventh Brother's soul into the Black Banner behind him, after which he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of Pill Fire, which he quickly refined. Following that, Han Yan cast a spell on the Black Banner and a light flashed on the banner. The wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves became extremely clear, as if he was within the Ghost Hell Region.

Not only that, the Seventh Brother's soul echoed out along with this shout, accompanied by the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves. It made people's hair stand on end, and they trembled in fear.

Some of the timid female cultivators quickly backed up and didn't dare to watch closely.

Han Yan raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone present. Anyone who saw him would feel their body becoming colder, as though there was something on their backs, the low cultivation, and even the spirit energy in their body had collapsed by more than half.

A moment later, Han Yan withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "Everyone, I do not wish to kill anyone. If you still wish to take down my head, it would be best for you all to prepare your plans of being sealed within the Soul Calling Back Streamer."

When everyone heard this, their impulses from before seemed to have been doused in cold water and extinguished a lot of them.

Of course, not everyone had been extinguished, and Zhao Wuming was one of them. Even if he knew that the person who instigated the killing of Han Yan the other time would definitely die without a burial ground, at this time, he had no choice. Even if he died, he had to strive to avenge his seventh brother.

Zhao Wuming took a deep breath and shouted, "Kill him and you can get it with ten million gold coins!" With that, his figure appeared in front of Han Yan in a flash. The moment he made his move, the other four people also followed suit. In an instant, five treasures, one in the front and four in the back, quickly flew towards Han Yan, with the greatest possibility of killing Han Yan.

After all, at this time, Han Yan's face was extremely ugly, and he was so weak that he seemed to have no way of resisting.

At the same time the five treasures flew towards Han Yan, Han Yan stood there without moving. From the looks of it, he seemed to have given up on resisting.

When the crowd saw this, a golden light shone from their eyes. It was unknown who shouted, "Kill him!" Nearly a thousand cultivators took out their treasures at the same time, and rushed towards Han Yan.

Those people who were originally prepared to watch the show hesitated for a moment, then took out their treasures and attacked Han Yan as well. The same was true for the cultivators who were controlling the fishing boats on the surface of the sea. They were afraid that if they didn't make a move now, they would lose the opportunity to make a fortune if they made a move too late. Of course, not all of the cultivators had made their move. A few cultivators with low cultivation or some who were too timid did not make their move. They quickly retreated to the side and watched from afar.

Suddenly, thousands of treasures flew towards Han Yan at the same time. The sky was filled with all kinds of colors, incomparably gorgeous.1

With so many treasures, forget about a Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, even Expert of Elemental Infant Transformation Stage wouldn't dare to take them head-on.

Han Yan floated in the air, his eyes glimmering. His eyes were cold and emotionless and exuded a cold aura, looking at everyone as if they were looking at a dead man.

When he was about to close in, and was still more than three hundred meters away, Han Yan moved. He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a handful of Spirit Liquid and swallowed it, then roared out, "Shield Formation!"

Han Yan did not use teleportation. With so many cultivators' spiritual sense locking onto him, he had no way of escaping. With a super magical equipment, although it could not be said that it would be easy to cancel out these attacks, it would still not be enough to harm him.

Just as the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal appeared, Zhao Wuji's treasure landed on top of it, followed by a huge surge of energy being released, pushing the treasure to the side. The treasures that flew over after him did the same, they were pushed away one after another, and when over 2000 treasures were pushed away, the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal could no longer take the energy, and with a pa da sound, it collapsed into the shape of a Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal.

In that instant, Han Yan patted the storage bag at his waist and took out the Divinity Shield badge. The shield grew as it became three hundred meters long and blocked in front of Han Yan. The treasures landed on the shield, and the only thing that could be heard were the clanging sounds. The huge impact wave after wave, along with Han Yan's body, was pushed back continuously by the attack wave, flying more than five kilometers before stopping.

At this moment, the Divinity Shield s had become thousands of holes without any spells being used. Han Yan put it into the storage bag and looked coldly at the cultivator that was chasing after him. In the last round, although the Divinity Shield s blocked the attacks from the treasures, they did not directly land on him. Han Yan had to endure most of the attack power, if not for the large amount of spirit liquid that was used to dissolve the attack, even if his body did not collapse, he would have been heavily injured.

The Xiao Hui's voice suddenly sounded out, "Boss, you're so strong, blocking so many attacks. I'm afraid even a Rank one expert would not be able to do it!"

Han Yan said with a stern expression: "Cut the crap, come out and help."

"Alright!" The Xiao Hui's figure flashed and appeared on Han Yan's shoulder, looking at the people that were flying over, she said, "Boss, speak! How do you want to kill it? "

"Defeat them and throw them into the fray. Capture their souls." Han Yan said coldly.

"Don't worry!" The Xiao Hui patted her chest in a human-like manner, "As long as I, Xiao Hui make a move, these people can forget about living."

Just then, with so many cultivators attacking together, she had already planned to self-destruct, because if Han Yan died, she would definitely be captured by them. At that time, he might as well kill himself. However, just as she was about to commit suicide, she saw Han Yan blocking the crowd's attacks.

None of them made a move against Lin Xianer. When Han Yan was pushed five kilometers away, all of them flew towards him in excitement. In everyone's eyes, no matter how strong Han Yan was, after blocking so many attacks, it was already impossible for him to survive. However, when everyone caught up to Han Yan, they saw him talking to an Demonic Beast on his shoulder, and immediately opened their eyes wide with shock.

Everyone knew that if Demonic Beast wanted to speak, they had to cultivate up to the Level Six realm. Some Demonic Beast could only speak human speech when their Level Seven took human form. And the Demonic Beast in front of him, could actually speak? Everyone subconsciously thought of Level Six demon beast and their hearts trembled. They almost gave up the idea of chasing and killing them. This was because Level Six demon beast were strong existences at the same transition stage. Not to mention them, even if they were to double their strength, they still might not be able to kill the Level Six demon beast.

Be it the cultivators or the Demonic Beast, when they were strong to a certain degree, they could no longer be matched with numbers.

Just think, no matter how many ants there were, one person could easily kill them all. This was the logic.

However, when they sensed that the Xiao Hui only had the cultivation of a Rank 5 Demonic Beast, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Rank 5 Demonic Beast s only had the cultivation level of a Expert of Elemental Infant Stage. With so many of them, they could easily kill the other party. Thinking about that, the leader, Zhao Wuqian, shouted and said: "Everyone, follow me to kill me. After obtaining the Spirit Stone and demonic core, we will split them equally."

"Kill …" Over two thousand cultivators cried out in unison. Their shouts were so loud that they could be heard clearly within a hundred miles.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and he said to the Xiao Hui on his shoulder: "Do it."

The Xiao Hui's body flashed and disappeared into thin air. After appearing behind the crowd, it raised its sharp claws into the sky. Seven arcs of light shot out at an astonishing speed, catching up to the group of cultivators in the blink of an eye. Cries sounded out as arcs of light rapidly reaped the lives of the cultivators. In just a few breaths, several hundred people had died.

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