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Zhou Tong and the rest shouted in unison, ”Han Yan, hand over your lives.” The nine flying swords flashed and charged straight at Han Yan.

The moment the flying sword arrived in front of Han Yan, he turned to look at Zhou Tong. The corner of her mouth formed a cold smile, and her figure vanished into thin air.

Zhou Tong's face was extremely ugly as he said to the crowd outside the formation, ”Disciples ranked in the top 10, come out. Qi Hao, go to Brother Zhuge's side. The rest of the disciples, spread out to the surroundings to prevent Han Yan from breaking out of the formation.”

With a flash, Qi Hao appeared behind Zhuge Long. He looked at the place where Han Yan had disappeared and sighed secretly. If Zhuge Long died, he would have to pick up Zhuge Long's position. Among the ten elders, Zhuge Long's cultivation was the weakest. He didn't know if he could stop it. Zhuge Long's face became hideous because of the distortion. He tightly clenched his fists as his blood vessels swelled up and beads of sweat dripped down.

After three breaths, Zhuge Long's face was completely pale. He breathed heavily a few times and said to the crowd, ”I …” ”I'm fine, the Spiritual Qi Finger might be powerful, but it's still not enough to kill me.” Only then did everyone relax. They took out their magic tools and extinguished the fireballs in front of them. At the same time, he looked around vigilantly to prevent Han Yan from launching another sneak attack.

Zhou Tong's brows were tightly locked together as he became gloomy and uncertain. He had long since known that Han Yan's Spiritual Energy Finger was strange. He had never imagined that it would actually be so abnormal. According to the sect records, with the same cultivation level, the spiritual energy finger could kill Wang Lin in one hit and devour her soul if she had divine sense. Zhuge Long was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, but he was forced to such a state. This Han Yan indeed had some ability. However, upon thinking about the fact that using the Spiritual Qi Finger would exhaust all the Spiritual Energy in her body, Zhou Tong hurriedly said to everyone, ”He is currently exhausted. Let's cast a spell together and force him out.”

Everyone nodded their heads and began to form hand seals at the same time. There was a flash of light inside the formation, and all of the magic tools started to fly into the air. Except for the heavily injured Zhuge Long, all the Foundation Establishment stage elders released a spell. The sea of fire, the ice arrows, and the rolling stones continued to cast their magic and landed beside Zhuge Long. At this time, everyone thought, Han Yan would sneak attack him.

On the immortal platform, Blackstone coldly stared at the jade mirror. He chuckled and said, ”I didn't know that your son is so capable. So many people couldn't kill him.” The figure of Han Yan was extremely clear on the mirror. At this moment, it was the scene of him fighting with everyone else. When he saw Han Yan suddenly disappear, he used a talisman, and her eyes were filled with greed.

Han Tianhe gnashed his teeth, wishing that he could kill Blackstone. He angrily bellowed, ”What are you two trying to do?” He really wanted to shout out through his blood vessels, ”Han Yan, hurry up and leave!” But he knew that even if he did, with Han Yan's personality, he wouldn't abandon them. Not to mention that calling out at this time would not only be of no help, but would also disturb his son's train of thought.

Zhu Hong, who was at the side, could no longer stand it and said, ”They are trying their best to kill Han Yan, why aren't you helping them?” As he spoke, he glanced at the soul flag not far away.

Blackstone gave a cold snort and said, ”The cultivators of the Daylight Sect aren't good people. If it weren't for the fact that my spiritual roots were too weak and I wasn't taken in, I wouldn't have been mocked by my blind date.” Actually, he wasn't finished. If he hadn't died, he would have chosen to jump off a cliff. He also wouldn't have discovered the cultivation manual for the Soul Cultivation Sect.

Zhu Hong's eyes flashed as he said, ”You want them to fight for a while, and both sides will suffer. If they can't catch Han Yan, they can only attack?”

Blackstone looked at Zhu Hong and asked, ”Doesn't Fellow Daoist want to see this result as well?”

After the two of them looked at each other, they softly chuckled and simultaneously looked at the jade mirror.

Zhang Long stood behind Zhou Tong and coldly laughed, thinking to himself, ”Han Yan, with such a concentrated search, let's see how long you can hide.”

Zhou Tong also let out a sigh of relief. As long as he could force Han Yan out, he would have a way to kill him. Thinking about this, he released a flame cloud and landed in front of Zhuge Long. Just as he finished casting the first spell and was about to condense the second spell, a white light flashed and Han Yan suddenly appeared in front of him.

”Han Yan …” Zhou Tong's expression changed. He was just about to form a hand seal, but it was already too late.