C132 (1/2)

While Immortal Emperor Shang Long's thoughts raced, Yi Yan's battle with the three people from the Heavenly Gan Sect was also in full swing.

After another one was killed by Yi Yan, the leading Mahayana Period cultivator finally could not hold it in anymore. When Yi Yan once again placed his target on the last tribulation level expert, the Mahayana Period expert gritted his teeth, pushed the Genuine Elemental Energy to its limit, held onto the Immortal Sword and heavily slashed at Yi Yan's back!

He intended to receive the effect of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao.

He firmly believed that Yi Yan would definitely give up his attack on his own people. Being hit by a Immortal Sword was not all talk, he did not believe that Yi Yan would take the risk of being heavily injured in order to kill his comrades.

However, he was wrong.

Perhaps, if he could see the trace of ridicule on the corner of Yi Yan's mouth, his confidence would not be so firm.

< p > Closer and closer!

Immortal Sword is less than three meters away from Yi Yan's back!

Even though he would be slightly slower than Yi Yan, he had enough confidence that he could chop off the Immortal Sword s that Yi Yan had killed at the same time as he himself!

Using a fellow Junior Brother of the Tribulation Realm to exchange for an early stage [Body Fusion] Yi Yan, in the eyes of this Mahayana Period expert, was completely worth it.

Finally, under the fearful eyes of the tribulation stage cultivator, Yi Yan's left hand fiercely stabbed into his dantian.

At the same time, the Immortal Sword behind him had already arrived at a distance less than a foot away from Yi Yan!

Based on the current situation, it was too late for Yi Yan to dodge!

The Tianqian Sect expert's eyes already revealed a hint of unconcealable joy. From his point of view, Yi Yan, who was only an inch away from the Immortal Sword, was unable to escape this calamity!

Just when the Tianqian Sect expert thought that Yi Yan was about to die under his sword, Yi Yan, who had taken out his opponent's Nascent Infant, did not stop at all. His right leg that was filled with true essence was lifted up like a viper and heavily smashed into the Immortal Sword's sword blade.

After being hit by such a powerful force, the Heavenly Marks Sect's expert couldn't help but take the Immortal Sword in his hand and slanted it to the left.

Borrowing the backlash from the Immortal Sword, Yi Yan's body suddenly turned left. The Nascent Infant in his hand was flung out by Yi Yan, colliding directly onto the tip of the Immortal Sword's sword, and was pierced by the sharp sword tip. Puchi!

This cultivator, who was in the stage of tribulation, would never have imagined that he would actually die at the hands of a fellow senior brother or die under the sword of a sect treasure.

Even the Tianqian Sect expert who was gripping his sword didn't expect that Yi Yan would actually use such a method to dodge his attack. Looking at the Nascent Infant hanging on the tip of his sword, he was actually in a daze for a moment.

At this time, Yi Yan had already completely turned around, and was standing opposite of an expert in Tianqian Sect.

A trace of a disdainful smile surfaced at the corner of Yi Yan's mouth, ”I already said, just you two aren't worthy to be my opponent, not even a sneak attack.”

The Tianqian Sect expert grit his teeth in anger. But since several of his allies and junior brothers had already fallen at the hands of the other party, even if he was unwilling, so what?

However, he had the intention but not the strength.

Yi Yan didn't care about his anger in the slightest, and continued to speak with a smile: ”Looking at your earlier attack, you seem to be more skilled in close combat! Well, well, I'll give you a chance. Right, this sword is not bad, I assume that your Tianqian Sect doesn't have many Immortal Artifact, right? ”Since you've brought it here from a distance, I won't be rude.”

Although he said that, Yi Yan didn't seem to have any intention of fighting in close quarters with the opponent. It would be stupid for Yi Yan to go all out against him even though he clearly knew his opponent's strength.

Although it was not a problem for Yi Yan to take care of him, but it was still a waste of time. He had been delayed here for too long, so he decided to send him off quickly.

Just as he was about to wave his sword and move forward, he saw Yi Yan's figure suddenly flying backwards rapidly. At the same time, Spirit Arts appeared in his hands, forming a simple and unadorned pattern in the air.

He could feel the powerful might emitted from the strange pattern, and even with his Mahayana Period, he couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb.

It was just the beginning, yet he already possessed such power. If Yi Yan could complete this Handprint Technique, would he not be able to do anything?

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The moment he got angry, he had already cut off his last chance.

At the same time he flew up, the Spiritual Art in the air was also completed.

Yi Yan shouted loudly: ”Vajra Evil Subduing Spell, stack five times!”

The Spirit Arts descended from the sky with a speed that left no time for anyone to react, and heavily smashed onto the head of a Tianqian Sect expert.

< p > ”What kind of Spirit Arts is this? It was actually this powerful! Why have I never heard of it before? ”

This was the last thought of this Mahayana Period expert in this world. With an earth-shattering explosion, the soul of a Mahayana Period expert who was about to ascend to the Immortal Realm, and achieved his thousand years of wish, shattered into pieces.

Yi Yan leisurely walked forward and casually put away the low-ranked Immortal Sword that he had left behind. When he tried to look for more spoils of war, he realized that the other party's Spiritual Armor, Storage Ring and other items had already been completely destroyed by the Vajra Evil Subduing Spell's powerful might.

Yi Yan softly shook his head as he muttered to himself, ”Am I making a big fuss over nothing? The Storage Ring in his hands flew off just like that, what a pity! ”