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Han Yan's brows twitched and he subconsciously turned around, looking at Dong Guolong who was ten meters behind him.

He did not know when, but Dong Guolong had already walked down from the wooden shelf and a blood-red dagger appeared in his right hand. In the instant that Han Yan turned around, he pierced towards Han Yan's dantian. At such a close distance, Han Yan was unable to dodge at all. All he could do was lean his body slightly and dodge the fatal strike.

However, the dagger still pierced into Han Yan's abdomen. Although it did not pierce into his Dantian, it still slightly injured him.

The moment Dong Guolong stabbed the dagger out, his bloodshot eyes returned to normal, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was about to speak, but suddenly felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood wasn't red but black. When the breeze blew, there was a stench.

Obviously, Dong Guolong's body had been used by someone powerful and sacred art, and now it was time for the light of day to fade.

Dong Guolong spat out a mouthful of blood and said hurriedly: "Han Yan, I've let you down, I never thought that it would be like this." As he spoke to here, his body trembled and he fell to the ground, his vitality dissipating at an alarming rate. In less than three breaths, he had already disappeared without a trace.

Dong Guolong died, and a tear flowed down from the corner of his eye. He had come to save Dong Guolong and saved his first master in the God Realm, but he didn't expect this would actually be the result. Han Yan's eyes were cold, a huge killing intent flashed past his eyes, he roared out: "Xiao Hui, do it! Not a single native monk in the city shall be left alive, and all of them shall be killed... "

Xiahou Jiankang laughed out loud, and said with disdain: "Han Yan, even now, you still feel like you're being arrogant, but before you die, I hope you understand how you died …" There was not a single trace of worry on his face. It was as if in his eyes, Han Yan was already a dead person, and even if he had heavenly powers, he would not be able to leave this place alive.

Han Yan turned around, looked coldly at Xiahou Jiankang, and said word by word. "I also want to know what else you want to say before you die …"

Xiahou Jiankang didn't waste time speaking, he wanted to take back all the humiliation he had suffered earlier and coldly laughed: "I did indeed set up a divine ability on Dong Guolong. Even if you weren't here, he would have died after today. Oh! I forgot to tell you, the dagger that stabbed into your body just now was not an ordinary one. This kind of venom could be instantly spread to the blood, disintegrating the divine power within your body. If my guess is correct, your original body should not have any divine power left in your body! "Haha …"

Han Yan snorted, he pulled out his dagger and said: "You think this damned thing can hurt me? How laughable."

Xiahou Jiankang was slightly startled. He thought that Han Yan was deliberately mystifying him and said: "Brat, I see that you won't cry until you see a coffin. If you have the ability, then kill me now …"

Han Yan moved, with a step, he arrived in front of Xiahou Jiankang, and punched him in the chest.

Xiahou Jiankang never thought that Han Yan still had the ability to fight, furthermore, he was in control of the Mirror Image right now, so he had no time to do anything. Unable to defend himself in time, this punch landed on his chest. His body flew out and heavily fell on the ground. Han Yan moved in a flash, and then appeared in front of him once more. She kicked at his dantian area, causing it to explode. Then he stepped on his chest and said in a dense voice, "Didn't you just say that I don't have any divine strength? Why are you not saying anything now?"

Xiahou Jiankang opened his eyes wide, when Han Yan made his move, he could already feel that Han Yan did not use his divine power, but only used his pure strength to attack. How was this possible? How could a cultivator be strong to such a level? Furthermore, without his divine power, he was still able to use such a powerful force.

Could it be that this kid didn't have any divine strength, only a formidable strength?

Xiahou Jiankang quickly thought of a possibility and sucked in a cold breath of air. "You and the Snow Goddess, she helped you cultivate a Strength?"

Even Xiahou Jiankang himself didn't quite believe these words, but other than this possibility, he really couldn't think of a second reason.

Han Yan didn't deny it and coldly said: "You aren't stupid, do you still have any last words?"

The mirror did not release any divine force and disappeared. Under the joint attack of the five major clones, it started to attack Fang Zhuo and Zhao Xin. The two of them were simply not a match for the five major clones. They were forced to retreat step by step, and before long, they would be killed by the five major clones. However, the two of them knew that their situation was no longer good. They looked at each other, and were preparing to use their strongest abilities, hoping to kill one of Han Yan's clones before they died.

Han Yan had already figured out what the two were thinking. After the original body joined in the battle, the two of them did not have the chance to use their powerful abilities for a while. The Evil Avatar took out a treasure from the storage bag, the divine artifact that they obtained after killing Fei Bo.

Seeing that the divine artifact had a very strange name, Evil Spirit, Han Yan grabbed it in his hand and used the power of the divine artifact.

The crows storm immediately appeared and began to spread at an astonishing speed. Han Yan's Evil Avatar could only release five types of Strength Of Rules, its power was not as strong as Fei Bo's, but it could still produce significant results. Countless black crows flew towards Zhou Fei and along with the blood red threads, all the cultivators that came into contact with them, other than the ones brought by Han Yan, the divine powers in their bodies were dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

In just three breaths of time, besides Zhao Xin and the other cultivators with Divine Card Level Six, the rest of the cultivators had no more divine power in their bodies.

Without any divine power, they would cast spells. They were not like Han Yan, who was a pervert, who trained in Strength.

Zhao Xin and Fang Zhuo's eyes were filled with unwillingness. They originally wanted to drag him down with them before they died, but they didn't expect such an outcome. What surprised them the most was that Han Yan actually had a divine artifact as well, and its ability was so powerful. However, so what if he was unwilling? This was already the result. Sooner or later, he would die.

The two of them looked at each other, not wanting to be killed by Han Yan, they chose to self-destruct.

The sacred art that Zhou Deqi was using also stopped because the divine power in his body had disappeared. He laughed bitterly, looked at the two corpses, and then looked at Xiahou Jiankang who was stepped on by Han Yan's evil clone. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly said, "I already warned you, this brat is a little strange, yet you refused to listen." Now that you have killed Dong Guolong, this fellow might come to massacre the entire city in a fit of rage.

The Space Capital was different from a normal city, the average city could only hold a few tens of millions of cultivators, the size of the Space Capital was astonishing, there were at least a few hundred million cultivators living here, and they were all powerful, some were rich. If the experts of the capital were all killed, then the number of experts of the continent would be reduced by half.

The most depressing thing was that a forbidden formation had been set up outside the city, making it impossible for these experts to escape.

Zhou Deqi secretly regretted that he should not have listened to Xiahou Jiande's words and harmed so many innocent cultivators. He hesitated for a moment before kneeling down and begging: "Han Yan, I know you won't let us go, but I never thought of letting you go. I beg you, please don't hurt the innocent cultivators in the city."1

"Innocent cultivators?" Han Yan laughed coldly, his cold eyes seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, "Are you sure that they are all innocent cultivators, and have never killed Ascending monk before?"

Han Yan's eyes were simply too cold. Under such a direct gaze, Zhou Deqi felt a chill down his spine as he lowered his head and said, "What do you mean by this? Why can't I understand it?"

"Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending to be ignorant?" Han Yan came to his front and sealed the same cultivation level as him, "The main leader of the Nonsectarian Cultivator Alliance is here, but he was killed in one night. The number of cultivators that escaped can be counted on one hand. Do you think I'm an idiot and can't see the reason behind it? "

Zhou Deqi's eyes flashed, he did not dare to look straight into Han Yan's eyes, and said: "I do not understand what you are saying!"

Han Yan sneered, and then kicked Xiahou Jiankang until he was on the verge of death, and said sinisterly: "Old fellow, since he doesn't understand, then tell him!"

Xiahou Jiankang also knew that he would die sooner or later, and wasn't willing to listen to Han Yan's orders even before he died. He coldly snorted: "Why should I listen to your words, if you want to kill me, then kill me. In fact, he wanted to explode, but his cultivation was sealed and he couldn't muster any strength. He couldn't even kill himself.

The corner of Han Yan's mouth revealed a devilish smile, and he sneered: "You are all unyielding people, even if you die, you will not admit what you did back then, I hope you can persevere to the end …" As he said that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and two Heart Drilling Ants flew out, landing in front of the two of them.

These two Heart Drilling Ants both had four wings. They hovered above the two people's heads, their eyes revealing a vicious light as they emitted buzzing sounds.

The pupils of the two narrowed as their faces became unusually ugly. Their bodies began to tremble violently as they asked, "Heart Drilling Ant, why do you have a Heart Drilling Ant?"

"Since you know the Heart Drilling Ants, it's going to be easy." Han Yan grabbed one of them with each hand and then went over to Dong Guolong's corpse, made the two of them kneel on the ground, and coldly said, "What did you do that night? If someone said it too slowly, the Heart Drilling Ant would fly into their body. I think that even though you all have never experienced the feeling of wanting to die, you all should be able to imagine it! "

The two were extremely vexed. They never dreamed that there would be a day when they would have to apologize to the corpses of the cultivators they killed before they died. What made them most depressed wasn't this, but rather that they were willing to do it. Both of them were not afraid of death, but they were afraid that life would be better than death. That kind of feeling made them panic, and they had no choice but to do as Han Yan said.

Xiahou Jiankang knew how powerful the Heart Drilling Ant was, and he was the first to speak, "When they killed off the Nonsectarian Cultivator Alliance, in order to prevent them from escaping, not only did they activate the great defensive formation inside the city, all the experts from the large clans also participated. "It's just that I didn't expect the cultivators of the Nonsectarian Cultivator Alliance to be so capable that they actually bribed two guards and escaped with a few elders …"

Han Yan coldly snorted as he looked at Zhou Deqi with an ice-cold gaze, and said: "Now, do you still have anything else to say? Do you still want to plead for those people?"

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