After Xu Yan's mocking, the four young men no longer hid and walked out of the dense forest one after another. They were four disciples of Chenyang Sect. However, Xu Yan was not familiar with Yan Ziyi, who was the leader. Instead, he saw an old friend behind the other party, Xu Niu, his village.

Xu Yan had not had much friendship with this village before, and could even be said to have no friendship. Although they lived in Xujia Village where they originally lived, they lived not far from each other, only four or five families, even so, Xu Yan did not think that the other party would have any compassion for him for this reason, and seeing him lurking for a long time, he obviously had some plans. Of course, the most important thing is that they are now clearly divided and have different positions. Even if they just hope that he will not take any harm, it would be impossible.

Xu Yan turned around and glanced at the group of disciples of Chenyang Sect with a pale complexion, without any fear, because this seemingly casual glance had actually learned from these disciples of Chenyang Sect that the person with the highest cultivation level was the young man in front of him, but in fact he was just a third-grade martial arts cultivator.

Although on the surface, the other party is obviously more solid than the third martial arts grade he forced to raise, Xu Yan was the first martial arts person in the past. With martial arts against martial arts, let alone an opponent of the same level, even if he is superior to him, he has enough confidence to fight.

Yan Ziyi looked directly at the sword genius who was known as a gift from the Lotus Sect in recent years. There was still a cold light in his eyes. However, when he saw the other party facing the four of them, he still looked calm and fearless. He couldn't help but feel stern and said, "It's worthy of being the most outstanding sword genius of the Lotus Sect. He can still be calm at this time. However, it would be too cruel to kill the children of the same sect. If this is spread, who else dares to join the disciples of the Lotus Sect in the future?"

Faced with the deliberate heart-killing words made by this young man, Xu Yan naturally disagreed. He had actually felt their existence when they approached this area. Therefore, the scene when Zhou Mi took the lead in killing him before, I thought that these disciples of Chenyang Sect had seen it early.

In response to this, Xu Yan couldn't help but chuckled, "Is that true? It depends on whether you have the ability to go out and talk too much."

The disciple of Chenyang Sect was ridiculed by Xu Yan repeatedly and with a very ugly expression. The junior brother named Li, who was originally very honest, could no longer bear it, so he wanted to step forward and attack him. He said angrily: "Okay, you yellow-mouthed child, since you are determined to seek death, I, Li Zifan, will you fulfill it!"

However, as soon as Li Zifan was about to step out, he was stopped by Yan Ziyi, who was in the front. Seeing that his intention to kill was not diminished, the latter refused to give up, so he shouted in a low voice: "Junior brother, don't be impulsive. This person is deliberately angering us with words. If you go up and fight with him alone, you will hit his mind. The opponent can fight against two and kill the sword cultivator on the three floors of the two. It must be all your support. You should not be careless."

Seeing that the other party was stopped by the young man in charge, Xu Yan sighed inwardly. Although the person in front of him was a martial arts practitioner, his mind was very meticulous. It seemed that he would inevitably take on a tough battle if he continued.

After Yan Ziyi stopped his junior brother, he focused his eyes on Xu Yan. After thinking for a while, he said to Xu Yan: "In fact, we can pretend that we didn't see the matter of killing your fellow disciples. At the same time, we can also give you a way out, but the demon rock tiger and your martial arts must be handed over to us."

Just after saying this, Li Zifan, who was behind Yan Ziyi, said anxiously: "What's the point of senior brother? Didn't you say that this person can't be kept before? Why do you want to let him go now?"

Yan Ziyi's expression remained unchanged when she heard this, but a trace of almost imperceptible murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she replied in a low voice: "Of course I won't let him go. I said this just to make him take the chance and relax his guard. If this person can do what I said, I will leave him with a whole body, but if he is ignorant and insists on fighting with me, I will definitely let him die without a whole body!"

Although Xu Yan could not hear the other party whispering and talking to each other, Yan Ziyi's murderous intent that flashed through his eyes could not escape his eyes. It can be said that from practice to the present, there are more people who have died at Xu Yan's hands than Yan Ziyi has met since he was born. Therefore, Yan Ziyi's trick could not deceive him at all.

At this moment, Xu Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, but this kind of laughter did not come from joy, but from a strong murderous intent.

As a person who reached the top of martial arts, Xu Yan actually doesn't like dealing with people like Yan Ziyi, who have a curvy intestines. Therefore, after having to talk to the other party for a while and secretly restored the strength in his body to seven or eight points, he lost the patience to fight the other party again.

Xu Yan closed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said indifferently: "You are just some timid mice who are not able to get the top, and you still want to get martial arts skills from me? You might as well tell you that you not only won't get anything today, but you will also die here!"

After speaking, Xu Yan's figure suddenly flew back.

Even Xu Yan was not sure if he had to face four third-level martial artists of the same level at the same time and fight with them in close combat. After all, his third-level martial arts was forced to be improved by opening the acupoints in his body. It was not like the disciples of Chenyang Sect, after a long period of body refining. But why did he take the opportunity to widen the distance between each other? That was because he could not find one-on-one combat opportunities with the other party, but he had to fight against four, and at the moment he could rely on the only very poor sword-control technique.

After setting a distance of about twenty feet from the four people, Xu Yan stopped, but this distance is still not an absolutely safe distance. For a third-grade martial artist, it only takes five or six breaths to close the distance of twenty feet. However, even so, he could not retreat anymore. The reason is that although he would use the sword-control technique that most sword cultivators have to covet, his sword cultivation is always only two floors. With his current strength, the maximum distance to be able to control the flying sword is about twenty feet.

After Xu Yan stopped, he immediately put his fingers together to form a sword-like shape, and he did not stop at all. So the Fuyao, which was originally held in his palm, flew out of his hand in an instant as if he had been given life.

The whole process was completed in one go.

After Fu Yao flew out of the air, he turned into a stunning geek, which was incredibly fast, and then shot towards Yan Ziyi of Chenyang Sect.

Yan Ziyi was stunned when he saw the other party suddenly attacking. He was far from expecting that the other party would dare to tear his face apart and use the flying sword in his hand. However, what surprised him the most was that the other party was in the form of his body when he flew back. Obviously, in terms of simple speed, this "sword cultivator" named Xu Yan was even faster than him. This shocked him and wanted to get the other party's martial arts skills even more.

Therefore, at this moment, Yan Ziyi really had the idea of ​​killing people and robbing treasures, but he did not forget to warn the three junior brothers behind him: "Be careful, three junior brothers, this person's flying sword is strange and extremely sharp, so you must not take it with your bare hands. As long as we can survive the attack of the flying sword for up to three rounds, we can get closer to him. As long as we fall into close combat, he will definitely die!"

As soon as Yan Ziyi finished speaking, the flying sword in the air had arrived out of nowhere. He looked at the tip of the sword and pointed directly at his eyebrows.

Faced with such a sharp flying sword, Yan Ziyi was shocked and immediately chose to avoid it. He saw his head suddenly twisting and dodging this death flying shot. However, he still underestimated the speed of the flying sword. Just as he turned his head, Fu Yao drew a long hole from his face.

Accompanied by the scorching pain, blood flowed from Yan Ziyi's face, which made him look extremely ferocious, but in his heart, it was actually more painful, because according to his understanding of sword cultivators in the world, no matter who wants to practice sword control, he must at least enter the "middle three realms" before he can succeed. Therefore, sword cultivators in the lower three realms are actually far inferior to third-grade martial artists who are good at close combat. This is also why he chose Chenyang Sect and became a martial artist.

"Damn it!"

Yan Ziyi cursed angrily, feeling very hatred. He reached out and gently touched the wound on his face. A warm feeling came from his fingertips. Then he glanced at the scarlet stained on his fingers, and couldn't help but hate Xu Yan even more.

Without caring about dealing with the injuries on his face, Yan Ziyi ran towards Xu Yan in the distance with a tremendous anger.

On the other hand, Xu Yan, when he saw that he failed to stab the opponent to death with his sword, but only left a serious wound, his face immediately darkened. Then he immediately controlled Fu Yao to draw a huge semicircle arc in the air, and turned around and turned around. After it turned completely, he controlled Fu Yao and shot again from the left side of the four people running wildly.

With this sword, Xu Yan no longer let Fu Yao stab Yan Ziyi, but Li Zifan behind him.

Li Zifan was also shocked when he saw the flying sword stabbing at him. However, the sword was too close to him, so he had no time to dodge. In desperation, he had to hold his hand and clench his fists and punch it hard, but the result was not as good as he wished, because he hit the empty space.

A 'brush' sound!

Li Zifan, who was trying to hit the side of the sword and prevent it from stabbing to his waist, was instantly penetrated by the flying sword from his waist, causing a storm of blood to splash everywhere.

Li Zifan screamed in pain, and his body was flew backwards by the huge impact of the flying sword, and fell heavily to the ground. With the huge inertia of running wildly, he undoubtedly rolled out five or six feet after falling to the ground, and then stopped.

"Zi Fan!"

Seeing that the disciple next to him was seriously injured by a sword, Xu Niu couldn't help but scream. The blood that was splashing in the air even sputtered onto his face, making him feel a scent of blood.

Yan Ziyi saw Xu Niu stop to check Li Zifan's injuries at this moment, and couldn't help but curse him secretly, but his figure did not stop at all, and he still ran towards Xu Yan quickly. As he had expected before, after the other party used two consecutive swords, the distance between each other was only seven or eight feet. With two breaths, he could get close to the other party completely.

Looking at Xu Yan who was so close to him, Yan Ziyi and his junior brother showed unconcealed murderous intent on their faces. For them, just two more breaths will be the time when the other party will give their heads.

So, another breath passed, and the distance between the three was only four feet.

At this moment, Yan Ziyi didn't care that the blood on her face was still flowing. She immediately fisted her hands and roared at Xu Yan in her mouth: "Since you die!"

Then, an astonishing momentum burst out on him.
Chapter completed!