1426: C1426 Heroism

C1426 Heroism

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan's expression turned cold as he stared at Han Yun.

At this moment, Han Yun was also sizing up Zhou Yan. He could not help but be slightly moved as his heart skipped a beat.

"Brat, you know too much!"

After a while, Han Yun restrained his emotions and shouted in a deep voice.

He did not refute Zhou Yan's words, but it made Zhou Yan even more certain that his guess was correct.

"Hehe, it really is you, stray dog!"

Hearing that, Zhou Yan's smile became even wider as he mocked.

In his previous life, when he was forced to flee, he had met Han Yun and the others. He had even fought with them several times before both of them died here.

He thought that he would take revenge when he met this person again.

He had never thought that things would end up like this.

"Kid, since you want to die, then don't blame me..."

Seeing this, a vicious expression appeared on Han Yun's face as he sneered, "You killed my sect's disciple and stole my treasure vault. You deserve to die ten thousand times!"

"Today, I will capture you, pull out your tendons, peel off your skin and offer you as a sacrifice to the heroic souls of my Misty Cloud Sect's disciples..."

Swoosh ~

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yun's body flashed, and like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, he rushed straight towards Zhou Yan.

At the same time, he spread out his palm, and a biting cold air filled the air, as if it had turned into an icicle, piercing through the air and attacking Zhou Yan's neck.

Crack!

However, Zhou Yan remained calm. With a raise of his hand, he grabbed Han Yun's arm and twisted it.

Immediately, the sound of bones cracking could be heard, causing Han Yun to scream in pain.

"How is this possible?!"

Feeling the intense pain, Han Yun's eyes widened in disbelief.

One had to know that he had already cultivated to the middle stage of the Covert Power, and his strength was incomparably powerful. Yet, he was unable to block Zhou Yan's casual attack.

"Humph! A piece of trash like you is not worthy of the word Covert Power!"

Looking at Han Yun coldly, Zhou Yan shook his head and sighed.

In his previous life, he was extremely talented. Even though he had been betrayed, he still maintained his pride and treated Han Yun and the others like chickens and dogs.

The trash in front of him was just relying on his age.

Bam!

At this moment, Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly turned as he kicked Han Yun, causing him to fall to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brat, you..."

Struggling to get up, Han Yun gritted his teeth and glared at Zhou Yan.

"You what you?"

Zhou Yan's expression was indifferent, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of disdain: "A piece of trash like you dares to challenge me?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that it wasn't easy for you to cultivate, you would have long since become a prisoner and be at my mercy..."

Hearing that, Han Yun's face was filled with humiliation, but he was unable to refute. After all, the difference between the two was extremely great.

"Brat, do you really think you can win?"

Brat, do you really think you'll win? Han Yun suddenly said with a cold smile.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows as an ominous feeling arose in his heart.

"Hehe, although you defeated me, you made a fatal mistake!"

Han Yun laughed sinisterly as he pointed at his own head and said, "Your head is about to fall off!"

"What?"

Hearing that, Zhou Yan's expression changed as he hurriedly turned his head around.

Boom!

However, before he could even turn around, he suddenly heard a series of thunderous rumbles.

Immediately after, the entire cave trembled as the stone walls fell down.

"Not good, there's an enemy attack!"

Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically as he immediately swung his fist and smashed it against the wall.

Boom!

In an instant, the entire wall collapsed with a loud bang, causing dust to fly in all directions.

In the outside world, in the forest, flames soared into the sky, illuminating the night sky.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan's face turned pale as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Damn it, these bastards are actually lying in ambush outside!"

At this moment, Zhou Yan's heart trembled in anger.

He never would have thought that he would be ambushed as soon as he entered the ancient tomb.

"Brat, you brought this upon yourself!"

On the side, Han Yun laughed coldly, "I originally wanted to let you live, but now..."

"Hahaha, do you think that this is the end?"

"This is just the beginning!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth with a sinister expression.

Bang!

Just as he finished speaking, a huge rock ball smashed towards him.

In that instant, Zhou Yan's entire body trembled violently. His chest caved in as he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this scene, Han Yun was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "Damn it, where is your protective spiritual armor?"

In Han Yun's memories, Zhou Yan was an expert in martial arts and had a protective spiritual armor.

Just now, when the rock bullet exploded, Zhou Yan was actually unharmed?

"Protective spiritual armor?"

At this time, Zhou Yan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a cold smile: "Han Yun, do you really think I will give you a chance!"

"What do you mean?!"

Han Yun frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"It's very simple. I have never given you the Protective Spiritual Armor!"

Zhou Yan grinned, his eyes flashing with a dense killing intent.

"What!?"

Han Yun's face turned pale white. He was incomparably terrified as he instantly came to a realization.

Zhou Yan indeed did not have any protective spiritual armor, because protective spiritual armor was unique to the Misty Cloud Sect and was not circulated in the outside world. Unless one was a Core Disciple, one simply did not have the qualifications to obtain it.

"Little bastard, you killed my Misty Cloud Sect's disciples. Tonight, you must die as an apology!"

With this thought, Han Yun roared out. His body flashed and crazily attacked Zhou Yan.

Papapapapa...

However, without waiting for Han Yun to get close, Zhou Yan flicked his fingers, and rays of sharp sword light shot out, cutting through the air and striking Han Yun's body.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At that moment, metal clashed. Han Yun's skin cracked, blood flowed, and he was covered in injuries. It was a horrible sight.

"Damn it!"

Han Yun's face was pale white and his eyes were filled with hatred. However, there was nothing he could do and he could only retreat step by step.

"Zhou Yan, don't be arrogant. Our Young Master will be here soon..."

Han Yun roared as he defended against the sword light attack.

"Your Young Master?"

Zhou Yan sneered: "Even if your Sect Master comes personally, I won't be afraid!"

At this moment, Zhou Yan had a proud expression on his face, as if he was the most powerful person in the world.

He did not care about Han Yun's threat at all.

In his previous life, Zhou Yan was a genius and a monster. He advanced smoothly and finally stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage.2

As for the young master of the Misty Cloud Sect, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old and only had the cultivation of Rank Five of the Qi Refining stage. Even with Han Yun, he was far from being a match for him.

Hence, Han Yun was merely an ant-like existence in his eyes that could be destroyed with a flip of his hand.

"Hmph! Little bastard, don't be so arrogant!"

"Later on, you will know the price of provoking my Misty Cloud Sect!"

At this moment, Han Yun's hair was in a mess. His expression was gloomy and his eyes were filled with a fierce aura.

"Noisy!"

Seeing that, Zhou Yan frowned and waved his hand impatiently.

Whoosh!

Immediately, several sharp Sword Energies pierced through the air and pierced through Han Yun's chest.

Puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, dying Han Yun's red robe red.

Strands of dark red gradually spread out.

Han Yun had a dazed expression as he looked down at the sword hole in his chest. A large hole had been pierced through his heart, and he was no longer breathing.

"This is what happens to those who oppose me!"

After taking care of Han Yun, Zhou Yan's expression turned arrogant as he swept his gaze across the corpse with disdain: "Trash, you actually dare to fight me?"

"Eh, who are these guys?"

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