Xiao Yan frowned when he heard the middle-aged man say his name. The people from the Yimo Sect were indeed looking for him! Who revealed my whereabouts this time? Xiao Yan looked at the two middle-aged men, and his strength was only at the beginning of the mid-stage One Star Doudi, so it would not be too troublesome to solve it.

The middle-aged man nodded. He just turned around and wanted to leave, but his face suddenly changed. A fierce energy attacked his head like lightning.

The sudden attack made the middle-aged man stretch out his fist with conditioned reflex and punch him heavily. However, the strength of the energy was far beyond his expectations. His face turned pale, his chest became stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body also drew a parabola in the air.

"Kill him!" The moment he flew up, the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted at his companion who was stunned by the sudden change.

However, before his shouting had fallen, a figure flashed out in the air. When he was intertwined with the middle-aged man, the tip of his elbow hit the middle-aged man's throat. Suddenly, a crackling sound rang out in the empty dense forest.

"Bang..." In the air, the middle-aged man fell down limply and smashed heavily on the ground.

From the sudden attack to the death of the middle-aged man, it was only seven or eight seconds. When another middle-aged man came back to his senses from the shock, he realized that his companion had no breath.

The strength gap between the two is too huge. Two middle-aged people who are in the middle stage of the One Star Doudi, who are not the opponent of Xiao Yan, the peak of the One Star Doudi in the middle stage.

He raised his head in horror, and the living middle-aged man looked at the blood-covered figure not far away in horror, and asked with some stuttering, "Who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

"Aren't you looking for me?" Xiao Yan replied coldly, walking towards the middle-aged man.

"You... Xiao Yan?" His pupils shrank slightly. After calling out this name, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and ran away. While running, he quickly took out a signal flare from his arms with both hands. Just as he was about to shoot, the suction force behind him surged, and the signal flare in his hand escaped.

Xiao Yan took the signal flare with his backhand, put it into the ring, kicked his feet violently, and shot towards the middle-aged man.

Looking at Xiao Yan's rapidity, endless panic flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He choked, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and slashed at Xiao Yan fiercely.

He turned his body slightly and easily avoided the attack of the middle-aged man. Xiao Yan kicked out his left foot like lightning, and kicked him hard on the middle-aged man's lower abdomen.

The lower abdomen was hit hard, and the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood spread from the corner of his mouth. He staggered back a few steps. A figure flashed in front of him, and the long sword in his hand was taken away. Then, a cold thing was stuck on his neck.

"Move it a little longer and cut open your neck." A soft voice sounded like a demon, and the middle-aged man's ears were frozen.

"You...If you kill me, the Yimo Sect will not let you go!" Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and the middle-aged man's voice was very dry.

"So what if I don't let me go? Even if you don't come to me, sooner or later, I will do it myself. I just didn't expect you to be unable to wait so soon." Xiao Yan smiled sarcastically and said lightly: "Answer a few questions from me." "If you answer, let me go?"

"You don't have the right to choose." Xiao Yan smiled and put the sword closer: "Believe it or not, I'll cut more than a dozen blood marks on you, and then throw you into the corpse-eating ant's nest?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale, and his feet were constantly trembling. He did not expect that the young man in front of him would be so vicious.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Tell me, where did you know my whereabouts?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

"We just received an order from our superior to arrest you. Your whereabouts were also given to us by our superiors. As for how your superiors learned about your whereabouts, I don't know either."

Looking at the middle-aged man who didn't look like a fake, Xiao Yan frowned slightly: "How many people have been sent by the Yimo Sect to arrest me now?"

"Gu." Swallowed, and the middle-aged man said with difficulty: "Since we received the order from our superiors to capture you, the branch leader directly sent out all the members of the Yimo Cult in the Moyun Town."

"Haha, I didn't expect them to make the noise so big... I really look down on me." He smiled softly, and Xiao Yan's pupils were murderous.

"The last question is, how many people are there in Moyun Town, and how strong are you?"

"The Yimo Sect has more than fifty people in Moyun Town, and more than thirty people are like me. Most of them are in the middle stage of the One Star Doudi or the Intermediate Level. Among the twenty, they are basically in the late stage of the One Star Doudi. Only the branch leader is in the middle stage of the Two Star Doudi, and they are extremely powerful." The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, and a dagger quietly slid out of his sleeves in his drooping palm.

"Oh..." Xiao Yan nodded slightly, raised his eyes and suddenly smiled indifferently: "It seems that you know that I don't plan to let you go back alive."

"Go to die!" A fierce light suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's pupils, and the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed Xiao Yan's chest.

With a faint smile, Xiao Yan retreated, and the sword in his hand pulled casually, and a bloodstained the sword blade.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was twitching and falling down softly, Xiao Yan sneered. He had no intention of letting this man go back and informing him, and then aroused a large number of people chasing him.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the Yimo Cult had stored so many troops in Moyun Town. The branch leader, the second-star Doudi, is a ruthless character." He smiled coldly. After Xiao Yan carefully cleared the nearby battle traces, he lifted up the bodies of the two and threw them into the abyss in the distance.

"Old Zhan, it seems that we have to speed up our trip to the Demon Realm Cemetery." After glanced at the bottomless abyss, Xiao Yan clapped his hands and curled his lips.

"Well, it should be more compact." Old Zhan's faint laughter came from the Chen Xuling Tower in the ring.

"I'm very looking forward to what exactly can make the One-Star Doudi become a two-star Doudi in the Demon Realm cemetery." Xiao Yan curled his lips and said. If he could become the Two-Star Doudi, he would not be so afraid of the branch leader of the Yimo Sect in Moyun Town, so it is the most important thing to quickly improve his strength.

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Chapter completed!