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With this shout, the Fang family's cultivators all felt their bodies tremble as the spirit energy in their bodies was instantly destroyed. Although they were still floating in the air, their bodies were swaying. It seemed as though they could fall down from the sky at any moment. The Cultivators hesitated, unsure of what to do. After all, if the Fang Clan did not protect the Eldest Young Master, then even if they made it out alive, they would be killed by the Clan Chief in the future. If he fought with his opponent, there was no suspense at all. He would definitely die on the spot.

First he died, then he died.

If he was killed now, he would at most be killed instantly. If he was killed in the future, his soul would probably be refined day and night, living a life worse than death.

At this moment, many cultivators took out their treasures, ready to fight Han Yan.

Han Yan snorted, a look of disdain flashed past his eyes, and he bellowed: "Scram!"

The cold voice was filled with immense power, and was immediately heard by everyone. All those who heard it, except for Fang Wenda, all of them bled from their seven orifices. Their spirit energy dissipated and they dropped from the sky. In the blink of an eye, there was no cultivator left by Fang Wenda's side. When he saw Han Yan, who was slowly walking over in the air, his body violently trembled as he lost control of his voice: "Wh … what are you trying to do?"

Han Yan did not reply him. Instead, his right hand reached out towards Fang Wenda, and caught her easily. Following that, Han Yan raised his right hand and struck at his dantian, shattering his nascent soul. With his Nascent Soul destroyed, Fang Wenda spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale white, he had closed his eyes and white foam at the mouth. If not for the fact that he was breathing, no one would suspect that he had died.

In the sky a thousand kilometers away, when Fang Zhenlong saw his son turn out like this, he angrily roared and said in discontent, "Kid, let my son go."

Han Yan laughed coldly as he turned around to look at the Dragon Shaking, then with a flash, he charged straight at him.

Fang Zhenlong only had this kind of son. Although he was usually strict with his son, he was extremely fond of him. If his son really died in front of him, it would be a life worse than death. Fang Zhenlong clenched his fists tightly, he glared at Han Yan who was flying over, and spoke word by word: "Kid, let go of my son, I apologize to you …"

At this moment, Han Yan had already arrived in front of him, and coldly said: "Too late!"

Fang Zhenlong seemed to know Han Yan would say that, and immediately asked: "What do you want?"

"Die!" Han Yan had only said a single word, but that word was ice-cold and emotionless, carrying with it a trace of killing intent that could shake one's very soul.

Fang Zhenlong's dao heart of dao was king. Although it was powerful, it was still lacking when compared to Han Yan's dao heart of dao. At this moment, he was heavily injured, and was not a match for Han Yan. After hearing what Han Yan said, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and asked again: "Brat, although you are strong, you are still unable to kill this old man." Saying that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a black jade pendant. The jade pendant had a strange shape, looking like a demon filled with fangs.

After Fang Zhenlong held onto the jade, his face became even more pale. Looking carefully, a bit of blood essence flowed out from the wound and entered the jade. In the blink of an eye, the black jade pendant turned purple and an immense black mist was emitted from it. This mist was the aura of the Devil Dao and contained a huge amount of energy.

The fog enveloped Fang Zhenlong's body, wrapping him within it. The injuries on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely recovered. Fang Zhenlong's pair of eyes changed, from black to deep purple. If one looked carefully, they would see that his eyes were lifeless, as though he had lost his soul.

Fang Zhenlong looked coldly at Han Yan and said in a stiff voice, "Kid, don't regret killing a member of the Fang family. If I cannot kill you now, there will come a day when I will be able to kill you with my own hands, even if it comes to the Jade Descending Yellow Springs. " With these words, the black mist drilled into his body. At the same time, with a plop, the jade token shattered and a black portal appeared in front of him. In a flash, he entered.

This scene seemed to take a long time, but in reality, it was less than three breaths of time.

Han Yan's face darkened. Abruptly, he dodged and rushed straight towards the teleport array. They wanted to stop Fang Zhenlong before he entered. Unexpectedly, right when he arrived at the side of the teleportation circle, a huge amount of energy was suddenly released from the teleport array. This energy was an extremely pure type of magic, it was shockingly powerful, causing Han Yan's body to be blocked outside.

Han Yan frowned, he raised his hand and pointed at the array.

The Soul-Destructing Finger flashed, transforming into a purple light, and directly landed on the energy shield outside the array.

With a light clatter, the Soul-Destructing Finger shattered, and the energy shield slightly shook, without the slightest bit of damage.

Seeing True Dragon Tian's entire body entering the teleport array and when the teleport array had already opened, Han Yan asked in a cold voice, "You don't even want a son anymore?"

At this time, Fang Wenda was awoken by Han Yan. Seeing the scene in front of his eyes, he hurriedly shouted, "Father, save me …"

Hearing his son's voice, Fang Zhenlong's body trembled. He then looked deeply at his son, and choked with sobs: "Wanda, father is powerless, unable to save you, and unable to save the Fang Family. However, Father promises you that one day, I will personally kill him and take revenge for you. " As he said that, he clenched his teeth and activated the teleport array technique. With a flash of black light, Fang Zhenlong and the teleport array disappeared.

The sky had returned to normal. The sky was clear, the clouds were clear, and the blue waves were clear. It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

When Fang Wenda held Fang Wenda in his hands, besides despair, there was also hatred in his eyes. He hated his father for not taking him with him when he left. Actually, how could he know that it was not that Fang Zhenlong didn't want to bring him away, but that she was no match for him at all. Even if she tried to save him, she would only add another corpse on top of that.

In Sirius City, the Southern City area had already been turned into ruins. Although no one had died, the losses were heavy.

Han Yan flashed his body and arrived outside South City of Sirius City. He cupped his fist at Zhao Guangxu and apologized, "Brother Zhao, I am truly sorry."

Zhao Guangxu could only shake his head and smile bitterly, there was nothing else he could say, and just as he was about to speak, two elders suddenly flew over.

These two were around sixty years old and were both early spirit transformation stage cultivators. Their clothes had a large word embroidered on the front.2

A king and a Li.

Zhao Family, Wang Family, Li Family, Fang family.

These four surnames were also part of the Four Great Families of the Heavenly Wolf Star. Similarly, the four great trading cities were also under their control.

The ones flying over were the patriarch of the Li Family, Li Guanghe, and the patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Tian Yun.

The two of them arrived in front of Zhao Guangxu and glanced at him in succession. Then, they asked Zhao Guangxu, "Brother Zhao, what's going on?

"This …" Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Brother Li, Brother Wang, you guys don't know, that bastard Fang Zhenlong, if he didn't cultivate the Devil Dao's techniques, he would have joined the organization of the Devil Dao and planned to annex all three of our great families. If it wasn't for the Elder Brother Han, he really wouldn't be his match." Seeing that the two of them did not believe him, he continued: "You two also saw it just now, not only did Fang Zhenlong use the Devil Dao's secret method to increase his cultivation, in the end, he even used the soul transfer that the Devil Dao used.

After the two of them heard this, they also couldn't tell if what had happened was real or fake. Since what had happened had already happened, there was nothing they could do about it.

In the end, Li Guang He sighed, cupped his fists towards Han Yan, and didn't say anything more, and left.

Wang Tian Yun looked at Han Yan and smiled: "Truly a young hero coming out. Elder Brother Han has such a high cultivation level at such a young age, his future is limitless!" After he finished, he left as well.

Zhao Guangxu laughed bitterly and said to Han Yan: "Elder Brother Han, let's still go to the commercial city!"

Han Yan nodded his head, and said: "Brother Zhao, Brother Guo, wait for me here for a moment, I will be right back." As he spoke, he took a step and disappeared outside the southern gate.

In the next moment, Han Yan arrived at a mountain range 100 miles away. There stood a cultivator, and it was Luo Cheng who was blown here by Han Yan.

When Luo Cheng saw Han Yan flying over, he immediately cupped his hands and said: "Elder Brother Han, thank you for saving me earlier."

Han Yan's wrist moved, throwing Fang Wenda to the ground, and said: "Brother Luo, I have already captured this person, and will be dealt with by you."

Luo Cheng let out a long sigh, and said: "Elder Brother Han, I am already very satisfied that you're able to stand up for me." As he said that, he raised his hand and activated Fireball.

Seeing the Fireball, Fang Wenda's face turned ashen, and he quickly said: "Don't kill me, I beg you all don't kill me, as long as you all don't kill me, I am willing to take out all of the Fang family's treasures." In order to survive, he even put down his pride and kneeled on the ground.

Luo Cheng coldly snorted, and kicked Fang Wenda's body, ridiculing him: "Weren't you full of backbone just now? Didn't they say that they would rather die than apologize? "

At that moment, at that moment, when the Fang family's cultivators were by his side, Fang Wenda could naturally put it that way.

Right now, whether the Fang family's cultivators die or run away, no one would ask him about it. If Fang Wenda were to continue acting like a young master, he would simply be courting death. Seeing that Luo Cheng's eyes were filled with killing intent, Fang Wenda clenched his teeth and slapped his face a few times. There was a continuous sound of snapping, and then two blood-red handprints appeared on his cheeks.

"I deserve to die! Bastard, I beg you two old men, please let me go!" Fang Wenda pleaded for mercy as he gave her a resounding slap on the face.

was also stunned when he saw this. He snorted coldly and said: "You know your place, but I still want to kill you." With a move of his wrist, the fireball floating in front of him, under his control, flew straight towards Fang Wenda. Right now, Fang Wenda's cultivation had been crippled, and was already a mere mortal, how could he withstand a cultivator's technique? With a scream, he turned into ashes.

Luo Cheng waved his hand and retrieved an storage bag from the ashes. He brushed off the dust on it and just as he was about to use force to wipe off the Spiritual Sense Imprint on it, he discovered that there was an extremely large formation laid on top. Luo Cheng laughed bitterly, then threw the storage bag over to Han Yan and said: "Elder Brother Han, this storage bag is yours." He had originally wanted to erase the imprint and hand it over to Han Yan, but he never expected that it would be impossible.

Han Yan received the storage bag and easily erased the Spiritual Sense Imprint, then threw it over to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng was startled, and asked doubtfully: "Elder Brother Han, you don't want it?"

Han Yan nodded his head, and said seriously: "This storage bag has one Highest Grade Compass, and many materials, didn't you always dream of obtaining it, and going to soar through the skies?"

Although Highest Grade Compass s were precious, brothers' friendship was even more so.

Luo Cheng took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. He cupped his fists and said: "Elder Brother Han, you have saved my life. How can I take a treasure like this?" As he said that, he was about to return the storage bag to Han Yan once again.

Just as Han Yan was about to reject, suddenly, a light flashed in the sky, and before he could reveal his body, he heard the voice of the Xiao Hui, "What treasure! Is there any part of it? "

Just as the Xiao Hui appeared, Luo Cheng suddenly thought of something and cried out: "It's you …"

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