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When Han Yan killed Zhou Tianzhi, he had used four seals. This time, he had not only used them, he had also fused the Infinite Abilities he had comprehended into them and unleashed a new technique — Limitless World Extinction. It had to be said that this technique was extremely abnormal.

With so many people watching from the battlefield, Han Yan was unable to take out the spirit liquid to replenish his consumed spirit energy. Gritting her teeth, she took out all of the Spirit Stone and crushed them. The Spirit Stone exploded as a huge amount of spirit energy scattered into the air. Han Yan opened his mouth and swallowed the spirit energy.

With the Spirit Body replenished, Han Yan's pale face flushed a bit. He frowned, and the hand seals were getting faster and faster, until it reached a certain point, where Han Yan bellowed, "Fuse!" Four different techniques quickly fused together, and at this moment, Han Yan's hand formed a different technique, transforming into the Limitless Seal, he unleashed it continuously at the fused technique.

The technique landed on the spell and a large amount of energy was released. With a flash of light, the energy formed a huge black cloud. The black cloud was abnormally black, and it was emitting a huge amount of energy. Once again, the spirit force in Han Yan's body was exhausted. This time, even if he wanted to take out the spirit liquid to swallow, it was already too late.

Han Yan didn't even think as he slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He spat out the blood essence and floated in midair. Han Yan caught it in his hand and flicked it towards the black cloud.

The blood essence flew into the black cloud like a bolt of lightning. Then, the black cloud suddenly turned blood-red. Han Yan's eyes congealed, and he bellowed: "Limitless World Extinction!" Under Han Yan's control, the black cloud spread out, a huge amount of energy was released from it, and instantly enveloped Ling Yue Valley.

The sky turned black, and black clouds covered the sky. Looking up, it seemed as if the sky would collapse at any moment.

Not only that, under the immense pressure, other than the cultivators with late spirit transformation stage, everyone else found it difficult to breathe. Many of the cultivators were still floating in mid-air, but their bodies were swaying, and they looked as if they might fall down at any moment.

Seeing this, Han Yan snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Disperse for me."

Han Yan's voice wasn't loud, but there was a huge amount of energy within his words. The black cloud seemed to have understood his words as it spread faster. Just now, the crowd was unable to endure the enormous pressure. Right now, the speed at which the pressure spread increased by several times. Under such strong pressure, the cultivators with early spirit transformation stage could not hold on any longer, and their feet staggered as they fell from the sky.

The first person fell and the second person fell. In just half a breath, more than 300 people fell into the valley.

The moment they landed on the ground, although everyone tried their best to slowly let their bodies fall down, the pressure was too great and they could not carry out the plan in their hearts. They could only watch as their bodies heavily crashed into the ground, but could not do anything about it. Normally speaking, falling down from a height of several hundred meters didn't have much of an impact on them. At most, they would have sustained some flesh wounds, but this time it was different. Under the powerful pressure, the spiritual energy in everyone's bodies was destroyed, unable to protect their bodies. This fall was no different from a mortal falling from the sky.

Think about it, what would happen to mortals?

After everyone landed, miserable shrieks could be heard one after another, and cultivators with low cultivation bases even died on the spot.

As for Zhang Xian, facing the technique that Han Yan had cast, he growled deeply as he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out the Intrinsic Magic Weapon Heavenly Dragon Mirror. Zhang Xian pointed at the mirror, a light flashed, and on the originally red surface of the mirror, balls of flames suddenly appeared. Under Zhang Xian's control, these flames instantly condensed into a fire dragon that was around three hundred meters long.

The Fire Dragon roared towards the sky, and then opened its mouth, and swallowed the incoming Deicide Sword. This fire dragon already possessed intelligence. After swallowing the Deicide Sword, it glared at Han Yan, with disdain in its eyes. The Fire Dragon chewed with its big mouth, wanting to forcibly erase the Spiritual Sense Imprint on the Deicide Sword, but it unexpectedly discovered that it was unable to chew any longer, and the imprint was unable to be erased.

The Fire Dragon could not help but open his eyes wide, without time to think, the Sky-Destructing Finger had already arrived in front of him.

Facing the incoming black light, the Fire Dragon didn't take it seriously at all. Just as it was about to open its mouth to swallow it, it discovered that the black light contained enough energy to destroy it. The Fire Dragon stared with its eyes wide open. It did not believe that this spell could really destroy it. The Fire Dragon gave a furious roar, opening its mouth and letting out a mouthful of flames. The red flames then wrapped the Sky-Destructing Finger within.

Covered in flames, the Sky-Destructing Finger was unable to take a single step forward, so naturally, it was unable to kill the fire dragon.

At the same time, the Fire Dragon had failed to destroy the Soul Extinguishing Stone according to the law. Therefore, it could only remain in a stalemate like this.

But at this time, the immense pressure emitted by the black cloud had already arrived in front of Zhang Xian. Zhang Xian's face became extremely ugly. This technique contained a huge amount of Power of the Heavens and the Earth s, if they were really affected by the pressure, it would be impossible for them to escape. A flash of hesitation appeared in Zhang Xian's eyes, he immediately gritted his teeth and took a step, flying straight towards the east.

Seeing Zhang Xian leave, Han Yan let out a cold snort. He formed a seal with his hands and shouted: "Limitless World Destroyer, Great Hand Breaking Heaven!"

A ray of light flashed across the black cloud and quickly changed from a cloud to a large hand.

Under Han Yan's control, the big hand whistled and quickly flew towards Zhang Xian like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at Han Yan's body and was about to grab him. Zhang Xian was after all, a Pavilion Lord of the Heaven's less pavilion, so he had been by Xiao Yao Zi's side for a long time.

Seeing the big hand flying over, Zhang Xian's face darkened, he formed a seal with his hand and bellowed, "Incapable of doing so - Break!" A stream of light shot out from his palm and quickly flew towards the large hand. After landing on the giant hand, it began to show signs of collapsing. The pressure it contained also decreased at a very fast speed.

Han Yan's eyes flashed. He thought that the three spells would be able to kill Zhang Xian, but he never expected that the other party would have such a powerful ability. With a thought, he shouted, "Explode!" Following that, a loud explosion resounded, shaking the entire area. The fire dragon suddenly self-detonated, turning into sparks that filled the air.

At this moment, there was a flash of light and the Deicide Sword flew out from the spark. Then with a flash, he flew straight to the few cultivators of Heaven's less pavilion ahead.

At that moment, the cultivators of Heaven's less pavilion were unable to defend themselves. Under the huge pressure, they had been persisting the entire time.

The Deicide Sword was extremely sharp and its speed was astonishing, in a blink of an eye it had already arrived in front of the few cultivators. Every time the sword flashed, one cultivator would die and more than ten people would die in a few breaths. The rest of the cultivators were already shocked by Han Yan's methods. When they sensed the huge killing intent being emitted from Han Yan's body, they suddenly did not know what to do.

Han Yan's cold gaze swept across the crowd. Anyone who saw him would feel a chill down their spine.1

"Scram!" Han Yan spat out a single word, and the killing intent around him instantly became even stronger.

The crowd subconsciously retreated, unable to resist at all. They only had one thought in their minds, if they didn't move away, they would simply be courting death. However, they had forgotten about a serious problem. If they were to give way to Han Yan now, the encirclement would have been a waste. Not only that, they would have given way to kill Zhang Xian.

At this time, Xiahou Tian flashed forward and arrived in front of Han Yan, saying: "Elder Brother Han, leave these people to me. Go and kill Zhang Xian."

Han Yan nodded his head, he stepped forward and with lightning speed, he arrived in front of Zhang Xian.

At this moment, the giant hand made a "pa da" sound and collapsed. The pressure from the heaven and earth instantly disappeared.

Zhang Xian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Han Yan who was flying over, and said coldly: "Han Yan, didn't you want to kill me? Now that I am in front of you, let's see how you will kill me. "

At that moment, even if Han Yan used his sacred art, it would be very difficult for him to kill Zhang Xian. He hesitated for a moment and immediately circulated the spirit energy in his body, sensing the surrounding Power of space. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to control a Power of space. He didn't know if it would work, but if he wanted to kill Zhang Xian, this was the only way.

When Zhang Xian saw Han Yan's recuperating with his eyes closed, he could not help but frown and think to himself, "What does he want to do, does he want to use a sacred art?" When he thought of this, he felt that something wasn't right. It was impossible for him to not have spiritual power fluctuations when he used divine abilities. But now, forget about the fluctuations of spirit energy on Han Yan's body, even the rate at which the spirit energy was circulating was astonishingly slow.

Zhang Xian wanted to attack, but he was not confident enough, if Han Yan tried to do something, if he fell into her trap, there would be no chance of redemption. Although he had many cultivators under his command, they were unable to even get close to him. For the sake of the safety of the time limit, Zhang Xian glared at Han Yan, stepped forward, and actually flew towards the north.

Zhang Xian's goal was simple, to meet up with Xiao He's people. Only then would it be possible to kill Han Yan.

On Xiahou Tian's side, the situation had become dramatic. The faces of the people who had betrayed her had become unusually ugly, because if they had known earlier that Han Yan had come to the battlefield, even if they had lost, they would not have chosen to betray him. The people who betrayed were all cultivators of the Heaven's less pavilion. As for the cultivators of the Wuji Pavilion, maybe because Han Yan had left a deep impression on them, or maybe because they did not want to rely on Zhang Xian, there was actually no one who betrayed them.

Zhang Xian abandoned the rest of the people and left. The remaining ten odd cultivators of Wuji Pavilion could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Xiahou Tian snorted, he stared at the people who betrayed him and said: "Do you guys do it yourselves, or do you want me to kill you?"

Zhou Guangyang and the rest had ugly expressions on their faces, their complexions were so pale that they were drained of blood. Although the victor had yet to be decided, everyone could see that Zhang Xian's chances of victory were only half. If Zhang Xian could obtain the final victory, their fates would be better. If he could not win, once Han Yan obtains first place, then he could forget about staying in the Wuji Sect.

Han Yan came out of the infinitesimal space within a thousand years, which proved something. It proved that Han Yan's comprehension ability was close to that of the Ancestor Wuji.

How could Xiao Yao Zi not care about such a talented cultivator? Once Han Yan becomes Xiao Yao Zi's direct disciple, he would succeed the position of sect master in the future. Everyone understood in their hearts that with Han Yan's ruthless and merciless personality, he might even find an excuse to kill them in the future.

For a time, everyone was hesitant, unsure of what to do.

Zhou Guangyang was a smart person, he suddenly knelt in mid air and begged for mercy, "Pavilion Lord, we know we were wrong, please forgive us!"

"Forgive you?" Xiahou Tian coldly snorted, and said in a dense manner, "I can forgive you guys, but please give me a reason to forgive."

Zhou Guangyang seemed to have thought of something to say, and said without thinking, "Pavilion Lord, we are the only cultivators left in the pavilion. If we also die, then wouldn't the top two hundred rewards be given to someone else?" At this point, he added, "Pavilion Lord, if you can forgive us, we can give you all these rewards."

When the others heard this, they spoke in unison: "Pavilion Lord, we will give all of them to you."

Xiahou Tian snorted coldly, and was about to speak. Suddenly, the space around Han Yan released a burst of terrifying energy, this energy was so enormous that it was hard to imagine, all the cultivators that sensed it were trembling in fear, unable to even think about resisting. Under Han Yan's control, the energy turned into a long sword that flew towards Zhang Xian at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Han Yan said this ice-cold word, "Die!"

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