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The cold voice was filled with killing intent. One could tell from the voice that the number of cultivators who had died was shocking. There were at least thousands of them. Moreover, the cultivation of these several thousand people were not low. The lowest was the same as him, and there were even some whose cultivation was above his. Otherwise, there would not be such a strong killing intent.

Han Yan's eyes flashed as he quickly stood in front of Hu Cheng and looked around vigilantly.

At this moment, the sounds of footsteps became clearer in the forest, and more than ten people walked out.

The person in front of Han Yan was tall and sturdy, he was dressed in a red robe, he looked to be around 30 years of age, his looks could be considered handsome, and there was a strong killing intent coming out from between his brows. From the aura that he was giving off, it could be seen that he too was a rare being of the Divine Card Level Three. The surrounding people were all centered around him, it could be seen that he was the leader of this group of people.

Most of them were like Wang Yu, who had reached the second stage of the Divine Card. There were a few who had reached the Divine Card Level Three. They were dressed exactly the same, and their entire bodies emitted a huge killing intent. It could be seen that they were the same as Wang Yu, the hunters from the God Realm who were hiding in the dark.

The person in front was called Wang Xincheng, and just as Han Yan had imagined, he was the leader of this group of people.

Wang Xin walked in front of Han Yan in a few steps and stopped less than ten meters away from him. Then, he stared at Han Yan, his eyes flashed with killing intent as he coldly snorted: "Brat, you sure are courageous, to actually dare to kill one of our men, don't you know the rules here?"

Han Yan laughed coldly, and said without fear: "Your men can kill my brothers, but can't I kill them?"

Wang Xincheng was slightly startled. He clearly did not expect Han Yan to still be able to say such words under such circumstances. He smiled and said, "Kid, your guts are even greater than what I imagined, but you're actually not afraid of death. "You're right. Our people can kill your brother, but you can't kill our people. Otherwise, you will have to pay a huge price."

Han Yan hated people like this the most. With a cold smile, he said, "I, Han, would also like to know how great of a price you will have to pay."

Wang Xincheng snorted, his body releasing a huge killing intent. Under his control, the killing intent quickly shifted in Han Yan's direction and instantly formed an enormous pressure. Wang Xincheng originally wanted to use this pressure to intimidate Han Yan, and then kill Han Yan. However, he didn't expect that this pressure didn't affect Han Yan at all, and the other party seemed to be fine under this pressure.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xincheng could not help but become suspicious, could it be that this fellow truly has some ability, that he is not afraid of us? But in the blink of an eye, Wang Xincheng felt that it was impossible, because he could clearly feel that the other party was only a Divine Card Level Three cultivator. He had killed countless of such cultivators, and no one had ever escaped from his hands alive.

The way he looked at Han Yan was as if he was looking at a dead man. He heard him say coldly: "Brat, I know you have some skills, to cultivate to such a level is not an easy task, as long as you self-destruct your primordial spirit, I will let your friend go, what about it?"

If this was the case for a cultivator who had just started cultivating, the other party might have believed it.

Han Yan had cultivated for so many years, what kind of scene had he not seen before? His eyes flashed as he clenched his fists and said with disdain, "Cut the crap, let's do it!" With that, he bellowed, and his entire body released a gigantic aura, which, under his control, quickly pushed towards the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye, pushed Wang Xincheng's killing intent to the side.

Wang Xincheng had always been ruthless and merciless, never delaying when doing things. Seeing that he could not persuade Han Yan, he did not waste any words, and coldly snorted: "Kid, since you want to die, you can't blame anyone else." After he finished speaking, he signaled the surrounding ten or so cultivators with his eyes, signalling them not to act. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out a sword that was the same as Wang Yu's.

Wang Xincheng shot a glance at the sword in his hand, coldly looked at Han Yan, and said: "Brat, don't say that I'm bullying the young with numbers, we'll fight it out, I'll give you a chance to escape, how about it?"

Han Yan understood in his heart that this was a fair opportunity, but in reality, it was not fair at all. If Wang Xincheng was able to suppress him and give him no chance to retaliate, the surrounding people would naturally not attack. If the situation was reversed, and Wang Xincheng was not his opponent, the surrounding cultivators would definitely attack and join hands to kill him.

However, Han Yan did not care about all these, under the same realm, he could be said to be an unrivalled existence, as long as these people did not attack together, he had the confidence to kill them all in a short period of time. Han Yan turned around and looked at Hu Cheng. Seeing the dead silence in his eyes, as if he couldn't see any hope of surviving, he gave him a gaze that said: "Brother Hu, go wait at the side. After I kill them, we'll leave this place together."

If it was one on one, Hu Cheng might have believed Han Yan's words, but with so many cultivators by his side, he did not believe that Han Yan could kill everyone. But at this time, he could only wait for fate to announce itself, whether or not he believed it would make any difference. Hu Cheng nodded his head and sent a sound transmission to Han Yan: "Younger Brother Han, if you are truly not a match for everyone, find a chance to escape, and leave me be." After saying that, he walked to the side.

Hu Cheng walked to the front of the cultivators, and one of them stopped him, indicating that he was not allowed to walk into the forest.

Han Yan snorted coldly, and said to Wang Xincheng: "Dao friend, since we are going to fight one-on-one, why don't you allow my brother to walk three hundred meters into the forest? You see, my brother is only at the first level of Divine Card. If we were to fight, if we were to use powerful techniques, the shockwave would be able to kill him. If he died before me, would our fight have any meaning? "

After saying that, Han Yan saw that Wang Xincheng did not answer and continued to speak: "Fellow Daoist, could it be that you're afraid?"

Wang Xincheng was indeed deceived, his face darkened and he snorted: What am I afraid of?

Han Yan laughed coldly, with eyes full of disdain: "I'm afraid that you're not my opponent. If I capture you, you can use my brother to threaten me, right?"

Hearing that, Wang Xincheng became extremely angry, roared, and said: "How laughable, how can I not be your opponent? I don't know how many cultivators like you have already been killed, even if I moved my fingers I would still be able to kill you. Also, your brother's cultivation is too low. I can just let one of my subordinates kill him. Do I need to use such a method? "

Wang Xincheng chattered for a long time just to prove that he would not do such a thing.

Han Yan's expression was calm, seeing that the other party had fallen into his trap, he said: "Since fellow cultivator is not afraid, then let my brother go to the forest a hundred zhang away and wait!"

Wang Xincheng looked at the cultivator who stopped Hu Cheng and waved his hand: "Let him go."

The cultivator's eyes were filled with hesitation, his mouth moved, as though he wanted to say something, but was cut off by Wang Xincheng.

Wang Xincheng's face darkened as he glared at the other party. Using a commanding tone, he said, "Didn't you hear what I said?"1

The cultivator was obviously afraid of Wang Xincheng, with a sigh, he opened up a path.

Hu Cheng never thought that the other party would give way. After seeing the other party give way, he once again admired Han Yan. Hu Cheng turned around and looked at Han Yan, his eyes filled with gratitude. Then, he turned around and walked out of the forest. If Han Yan died, he would also self-detonate his primordial spirit, and go to the underworld to repay Han Yan's kindness.

Wang Xincheng looked at Han Yan, and asked with a smile: "Kid, do you still have anything else to say?"

Han Yan shook his head, and said: "No, fellow cultivator, go ahead!"

Wang Xincheng waved his hand. He, who was a little arrogant, disdainfully said: "When fighting with a cultivator like you, I don't even need to make a move first, because if I do, you won't have a chance to counterattack."

Hearing this, Han Yan sneered in his heart. He had seen many such cultivators, but none of them were able to kill him. Cultivators, no matter how high their cultivation was, must not have the mentality to underestimate their opponents because there were too many strong people in the world of cultivation. If you were not careful, you could die at the hands of others, and with this mentality, one day, you might not even know how you died.

Han Yan did not waste time speaking, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took it out.

The sword flashed, and the Deicide Sword released a buzzing sound. It hovered above Han Yan's head, and its sword emitted a cold light.

The moment he saw the Deicide Sword, Wang Xincheng was stunned and said in shock: "Dark Gold Magic Treasure, what's your relationship with the Dark Gold Zhou Family?"

There were many great clans with the surname Zhou in Fire God Continent. In order to distinguish them conveniently, they would usually add a few words that symbolized their clans. For example, the family that Zhou Lingling belonged to, because their family was good at refining dark gold magical equipment, they were called dark gold Zhou Family. If they could create runes, they would be called Zhou Family Runes.

Han Yan ignored the other party's words and asked instead, "What is my relationship with the Zhou Family, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you! You guys dare to kill even the laborers, are you afraid of the Dark Gold Zhou Family? "

These words seemed to be in Wang Xincheng's heart, he laughed, and said: "Kid, your cultivation is not high, but you are able to see through everything. That's right, I am not afraid of the Dark Golden Zhou Family, but if I kill the direct descendants of the Zhou Family, I will still get into some trouble. However, looking at your appearance, you look like a nonnative cultivator. Even if you have some status in the Zhou Family, you probably have nothing to do with the direct descendants! "

As he spoke till here, Wang Xincheng changed the topic of his words and sternly said: "That's all there is to it. Kid, you can die now." Killing intent flashed across his eyes as he took a step forward. With a flash of fire, he flew toward the youth at an astonishing speed and arrived before him in the blink of an eye.

Then, Wang Xincheng waved the sword in his hand, a sword light flashed, and instantly over a hundred swords appeared. These hundred or so sword beams were completely different from the sword beams cultivated by the cultivators of the boundless universe. Every single sword beam was like a fireball the size of a little child's fist, and among them contained three types of fire attribute Strength Of Rules. The moment the sword energy appeared, the surrounding temperature rose to more than two hundred degrees. Most of the leaves nearby were burnt and quickly fell from the branches.

Wang Xincheng seemed to be extremely satisfied with this ability. His brows tightened and he bellowed: "Brat, go and die!"

With that, all of the sword beams covered the sky as they flew towards Han Yan, blocking his path.

Upon seeing this scene, Hu Cheng, who was more than three hundred meters away, could not help but close his eyes. He did not want to see the scene of Han Yan's death.

At this moment, other than Han Yan, everyone thought that Han Yan would definitely die, but would he really die?

The answer was naturally no, even the Divine Card Level Five Ranker Zhou Xingming could not kill Han Yan, so how could Wang Xincheng do it?

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