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No matter how foolish Ximen Jiande was, he understood the meaning behind his words. He roared angrily and said: "Han Yan, you killed my younger brother's clan?" Although the relationship between him and his brother Ximen Jianyun was not very good, he was still his blood brother. Now that Han Yan had killed his brother, he had to stand up for his brother.

Of course, this wasn't only to avenge his brother. He could use this excuse to kill all of the cultivators Han Yan brought along.

Han Yan smiled lightly, and teased: "You're not stupid, I did indeed kill your brother."

Ximen Jiande's gaze flickered, his killing intent soared as he said coldly: "Very good, you've killed my little brother, which is equivalent to offending the entire Ximen Clan. "Originally, I only wanted to kill you alone, but now, not only will you die, all of the cultivators by your side should also forget about leaving this place alive. None of them should even think about leaving …"

After he finished speaking, Ximen Jiande looked at his grandfather, and cupped his fists: "Ancestor, Han Yan is truly too much. If we just let them go like this, in the future, our Ximen Clan will never be able to raise his head up within the God Realm. Just think about it, if a cultivator of the boundless universe could kill a cultivator of my clan at will, then the native monk of the God Realm would probably do the same in the future.

Ximen Hongyuan also felt that Han Yan and the others were being too excessive, to the point that he believed that Zhang Dong must have said something behind his back to dare to kill Ximen Jianyun. Thinking about that, Ximen Jiande laughed sinisterly. "Zhang Dong, you are really going too far, I have treated you as my brother before, but from now on, you are no longer my brother. Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust …"

Zhang Dong's brows twitched, and said unhappily: "Ximen Hongyuan, that grandson of yours isn't anything good. When I killed him, you should be thanking me, right?

"Thank you?" Ximen Hongyuan was furious beyond belief, and laughed out of extreme anger: "That's right! I should thank you. If you didn't kill my grandson, I would have hesitated on whether or not I should kill you! "Now, I can tell you for sure, all of you bastards will die here …" As he spoke, his body radiated a strong killing intent.

The moment the killing intent appeared, under Ximen Hongyuan's control, it enveloped the entire plaza. Ximen Hongyuan was truly worthy of being a super powerhouse of the Divine Card Level Six. Under the huge killing intent, other than Han Yan, everyone else found it difficult to breathe, especially Xiao Yuyao and the other Postnatal Cultivator.

Han Yan purposely revealed a look of helplessness as he panted heavily, "Senior Xi Men, could it be that your huge family is going back on its words?"

Even though Ximen Hongyuan was furious, it did not mean that he had lost his reason. He coldly snorted: "Brat, what nonsense are you spouting?

"Senior Xi Men, do you still remember the agreement we made thirty years ago?" Han Yan looked at Ximen Hongyuan, and spoke word by word, "Thirty years ago, we agreed to a fight to the death here. Now, before Ximen Jiande and I even fight, you want to kill us?

After speaking to here, Han Yan paused, and continued: "I have killed Ximen Jianyun, and indeed have offended the Ximen Clan, but we cannot agree to just forget about it like that. You have to give me a fair duel. If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me. Even if I win, you can kill us again. "

Hearing that, Ximen Hongyuan also felt that his actions were a bit sudden, he nodded: "Alright, I'll give you a fair duel opportunity, sooner or later, you will all die, since you want to die first, why won't I help you?" After saying that, he looked at Ximen Jiande, and coldly said: "Later on, don't kill him. Confine his primordial spirit, and let him die as well..."

Ximen Jianyun agreed, then looked towards Han Yan with a cold smile: "Kid, later on, you will understand the outcome of offending Ximen Clan …"

Actually, with Han Yan's power, he could easily kill Ximen Hongyuan with his own hands, and then have everyone work together to kill Ximen Jiande. Han Yan did not do so because of this agreement. This agreement was for Leng Xue, he wanted to kill Ximen Jiande with his own hands so that Xi Men Hong De would understand that no one could snatch his woman away from him.

Of course, there was another reason. He wanted to find out the reason why Leng Xue lost his memory.

Han Yan coldly snorted, and spoke with disapproval: "Enough of your rubbish, make your move!"

The pitiful Ximen Jiande, who still hadn't treated Han Yan as his opponent even now, said disdainfully: "Seeing that you're still a junior, I'll give you a chance to make a move, and also let Leng Xue understand who's qualified to be his man."

Han Yan laughed, then said sternly: "Are you sure you want me to make the first move?"

Ximen Jiande didn't even think about it, and said: "Of course, if you honestly don't want to make the first move, I can make you die faster."

Han Yan sighed, his eyes filled with pity, and said with some sympathy: "Alright! Since you don't want me to attack first, I'll grant you that wish. "However, I must remind you that if I were to make a move, you would be in danger …"

"Is that so?" Ximen Jiande thought that Han Yan had purposely said these arrogant words before he died, and the disdain in his eyes grew thicker.

Han Yan looked at Xiao Yuyao and the others, signalling them to control Leng Xue after killing him. His figure flashed, and arrived in front of Ximen Jiande in a flash. His speed was so fast that it was hard to imagine, and Ximen Jiande had not even reacted when Han Yan had already raised his right hand, and punched him in the chest.

The punch was powerful and heavy. It was not the slightest bit of power, but was purely an attack in terms of strength.

Han Yan's original body contained a strong power, so if he was to release it with all his power, he could even withstand a normal attack from the Low Grade God. However, Ximen Jiande was only in the realm of the Divine Card Level Five, so how could he block this attack? Moreover, with Han Yan's astonishing speed, Ximen Jiande didn't even have the chance to use defensive spell.

Xi Men Yu widened his eyes. The moment his fist landed on the body, he had already felt the aura of death. He thought in horror: "H-how is this possible? How could he be so fast …" Unfortunately, the moment this thought appeared, he felt a sharp pain coming from his chest. With a dull bang, his body flew backwards.

Ximen Jiande's body flew to the edge of the plaza before heavily landing on the ground. His back slid another thousand feet before stopping. On the ground, a long bloody scar could clearly be seen. More than half of the flesh on Ximen Jiande's back had already been grinded away, becoming badly mangled, and even reaching to the point of being eerie white bones.

Not only that, Ximen Jiande's breastbone had been completely broken, and his primordial spirit was on the verge of collapsing.

Han Yan's one strike had heavily injured Ximen Jiande and he was on the verge of death.

Xiao Yuyao and the others knew how strong Han Yan was, and it was slightly better, but they were also surprised at how he was able to unleash such a powerful attack, almost killing the expert at the peak of the Divine Card Level Five in an instant. Ximen Hongyuan was also shocked, he was unable to believe how a cultivator of the Divine Card Level Four could unleash such a powerful attack.1

Ximen Hongyuan could not think of the reason, he faintly felt that Han Yan must have used some despicable method.

If everyone knew that Han Yan had not used his full strength yet, they didn't know how to react.

Han Yan did not kill Ximen Jiande immediately because he did not want him to die like this. He wanted revenge on a person and if he were to kill Ximen Jiande instantly, it would not have the same effect of revenge. Han Yan did not mind playing around for a while longer. He arrived in front of Ximen Jiande in a flash, grabbed him in his hands, and sneered: "Kid, didn't you want to kill us earlier? "Why aren't you acting arrogantly now …"

Ximen Jiande was just about to speak when he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and he used all his strength to say, "Grandfather, save me …"

Hearing his grandson's shout, Ximen Hongyuan finally recovered from his shock and said sternly, "Han Yan, let my grandson go. Let's just forget about today's matter …"

Han Yan laughed out loud, and said indifferently: "Even if I release your grandson, you will not let us go, be sure to think of how to kill us later!"

Ximen Hongyuan did indeed think that way, as long as Han Yan released Ximen Jiande, he would immediately take action, and subdue everyone in an instant. But now, he couldn't do that. Ximen Jiande was the heir to the clan, and was also the cultivator with the most opportunity to cultivate to the Low Grade God. If Ximen Jiande died, the Ximen Clan's future could be said to be completely dark.

It was because of this that Ximen Hongyuan didn't want to see Ximen Jiande die. After hearing Han Yan's words about the thoughts in his heart, his old face flushed red as he said furiously, "Kid, this old man doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you. I'll give you two choices now. "Firstly, release my grandson, and I will let you leave. Secondly, kill him and shatter your souls …"

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" A flowing light flashed on Han Yan's left hand, followed by the appearance of the Deicide Sword. After that, it was placed on Ximen Jiande's Dantian, as if it would be pierced at any time.

Ximen Hongyuan's face darkened, and immediately said: "Wait a moment."

Han Yan laughed, and said: "And here I thought you didn't care about his life! "It seems like I was wrong."

These words were too infuriating. Ximen Hongyuan wanted to kill Han Yan with a slap, he gritted his teeth and said: "Han Yan, you must think carefully about it. What kind of ending would you have if you offend our Ximen Clan …." As he said that, his hands formed a seal, and in a flash, he appeared behind Han Yan, planning to sneak attack him.

If Han Yan did not cultivate the Strength, Ximen Hongyuan's attack might have succeeded.

Unfortunately, with Han Yan's current cultivation, even if Ximen Hongyuan were to use his strongest divine ability, it would be useless.

In the next moment, Ximen Hongyuan arrived behind Han Yan, his right hand holding onto a flying disc.

That flying disc was obviously a Second Divine Artifact, its power was immense, and with a whistle, it flew straight towards Han Yan's neck.

The flying discs were abnormally sharp. If they really flew to Han Yan's neck, they would definitely be able to decapitate him.

Han Yan snorted coldly. He did not place the flying discs in his eyes at all as he turned around and threw a punch.

Ximen Hongyuan was slightly startled, he obviously did not think that Han Yan would use his fist to attack the flying discs. Then, he thought about the sharpness of the flying discs, and sneered in his heart: "No matter how powerful your fists are, you'll still be chopped into pieces. When you lose your left hand, let's see how I'll play with you until you die." As he thought of this in his heart, his lips curved up in a cold smile. "Kid, are you still not dead?"

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