Chapter 302: Get Out of Here or I’ll Force You to Get Out

Wherever the black light sword energy passed, the sea of ​​sword light disappeared like snow melting and ice disappearing in an instant. The sword sea was destroyed, and the flying sword transformed into a sea of ​​swords, shattered into pieces of spiritual light, and then disappeared. The three monks inside screamed at the same time, and before they even had time to escape, they were chopped into pieces by the sharp black light sword energy!

A streak of earth-yellow light escaped from hundreds of feet away to the front in an instant.

The light disappeared, and he saw a young man in black clothes with an angry face, standing on top of a huge earth-yellow sword. With a move of his hand, he took the three people of the Dawn Sect and the proud and stupid people to the huge earth-yellow sword. above.

"Brother Feng, Brother Mo, Brother Tian, ​​you deserve to be damned. I came back late and made you suffer. You deserve to be damned!" The young man in black clothes held the arms of the three of them and said with a look of remorse on his face. He didn't wait. The three of them were talking. He patted the storage bag with a concerned look on his face, took out a white pill, handed it to Mo Ao and said, "Brother Mo, you are injured. Take this healing pill quickly to heal your injury. Leave everything else to me!”

Feng Hanxiao, Mo Ao, and Tian Qi were all stunned at this time and had not yet reacted. They never dreamed that Wu Yan would be so powerful now, that he could kill three pill-forming monks with one sword from hundreds of feet away!

What kind of method is this? There was a late-stage pill-forming monk and two mid-stage pill-forming monks. These three people were cut into pieces before they even had time to react!

"Junior Brother Wu, is it really you? Are you really back?" Feng Hanxiao was the first to come to his senses. Tears of excitement flowed from his eyes, and he cried with joy.

"Nonsense, if it's not the Fourth Brother, who else could it be? Haha, okay, okay! The Fourth Brother, you've come back at the right time! Kill all these guys! How dare they want to destroy the Jin Master's birth, they actually Anyone who dares to take advantage of the situation shall die!" Mo Ao also came to his senses at the same time and swallowed the healing pill. However, he did not sit down to heal his wounds immediately. Instead, he pointed at the monks in a circle and cursed angrily.

Tian Qi also had tears in his eyes, but there was a happy smile on his face when he looked at Wu Yan. My fourth brother has grown up enough to support the Dawn Sect!

At this time, the pointed cone-shaped black light giant sword turned into a black light several feet long and returned to Wu Yan's hand with three storage bags.

Wu Yan didn't even look at it, and threw the three storage bags directly to his senior brother. He patted the second senior brother Mo Ao's shoulder with his other hand, and said distressedly: "Brother Mo, don't worry about healing. I'll leave everything to you." I'll handle it!"

Wu Yan stepped on the khaki giant sword and was flying towards the formation eye in the center of the protective formation. His arrogant behavior and such arrogant words were heard by everyone around him, causing many people to have angry looks on their faces.

However, the power of his sword just now was so powerful that everyone was still pale and breathless. For a while, no one dared to stop him.

Shui Ling'er, Zhang Feng and his wife also broke away from the battle group at this time and returned to the center of the formation.

Wu Yan reached the center of the protective formation, put down the three senior brothers, glanced at Zhang Feng, his wife and Shui Ling'er, showed a rare smile, and nodded to them.

"Are you Wu Yan from the Dawn Sect?" Xia Shangtong from the Immortal Sword Sect held an ancient bronze tripod in his hand and looked at Wu Yan with an embarrassed expression.

He naturally felt the power of the sword just now. Although he was a Dzogchen monk in the late stage of the alchemy stage, and he had some powerful supernatural powers, for some reason, he was not able to withstand that sword at all. Such a powerful sword. However, he is the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect this time. Three elders of his sect were killed by the young man in front of him. If he doesn't say something or do something, then he will never have to be a leader of the Immortal Sword Sect again. The great deacon and elder don’t even need to go back.

"I am Wu Yan, do you want to get out of here, or let me drive you away with my sword!" Wu Yan stared at this person coldly and shouted unceremoniously.

"Be bold!"

"Arrogant!"

The remaining twenty pill-forming monks of the Immortal Sword Sect started shouting and cursing at the same time and swarmed behind Xia Shangtong. Several hot-tempered pill-forming monks even couldn't help but start a fight.

"Good boy, I, Yuan Hai, appreciate your domineering attitude. Are you interested in joining our Hanhai Demon Clan? As long as you nod, I will immediately help you drive away these annoying guys!" The eldest prince Yuan Hai stared at Wu Yandao with strange eyes.

The Immortal Sword Sect currently has twenty-one pill-forming monks and dozens of foundation-building monks. Wu Yan just killed three pill-forming monks from Qianhuan Hall with his sword. Although the power was powerful, no one believed it. He could single-handedly defeat the group of monks from the Immortal Sword Sect in front of him.

As long as this group of people gather together to attack, everyone believes that Wu Yan will probably die. Although he may be able to kill a few people during this period, the ending may still not be optimistic.

However, Wu Yan's indifferent and even indifferent expression still seemed a bit unpredictable in the eyes of everyone. Several of the people in this group had dealt with him before, and they knew that his most powerful magical powers and poisonous techniques had not yet been used. Therefore, no one dared to jump out for excitement at this time.

The people of the Immortal Sword Sect didn't seem to know the details of the indifferent young man in Xuanyi in front of them, and they actually jumped out to provoke him. However, the Demon Mansion, the Futu Demon Palace and the Hanhai Demon Clan all attacked at the same time as if they had discussed it. Just watch the fun and figure it out.

However, it seems that Yuan Hai, the eldest prince of the Hanhai Demon Clan, is quite interested in Wu Yan.

"Not interested. The same goes for you. Should you go by yourself, or let me drive you away with my sword?" Wu Yan looked at Yuan Haidao indifferently. In his eyes, although the Vast Sea Demon Tribe also wanted to disrupt the situation, it had not taken any substantial actions yet. Moreover, the eldest prince was quite polite in his words, so Wu Yan naturally did not want to cause more trouble. However, it is still necessary to kill the chicken to scare the monkey and use violent methods to shock it and make it retreat on its own.

"What a loud tone! Hahaha, but I appreciate it! Well, I won't bully you. As long as you can drive away these annoying guys like the Immortal Sword Sect and the Demon Mansion, I don't need you to drive them away. You can lead me obediently. Let your people leave!" When Yuan Hai heard Wu Yan's words, not only was he not angry, but he laughed with more interest.

"Haha, how can such an interesting thing be without me, Shu Yun? Wu Yan, count me in. As long as you can drive them away, I promise you that I will never send anyone here to interfere with your sect in the future. How about that?" As soon as Yuan Hai finished speaking, the second prince of the goblin demon clan, who had always looked indifferent, unexpectedly smiled and said in a friendly way to Wu Yan.

"You stinky rat, you are so fucking shameless. You just learn whatever I say. It's so uncreative. Hmph!" Yuan Hai glanced at Shu Yun, the second prince of the goblin demon clan, and spat disdainfully. .

Shu Yun was so humiliated by him, but he didn't feel angry at all. He only replied in a neutral tone: "White monkey, what's the point of showing off your words? You have the guts to look for opportunities to compete."

"Hmph, my Square Heavenly Halberd only kills heroes, not rats." Yuan Hai curled his lips in disdain. The strange thing was that he did not accept the fight, but declined implicitly.

But Shu Yun just smiled indifferently, ignored Yuan Hai, and looked at Wu Yan in the center.

"Okay! Then keep your eyes open and watch." When Wu Yan saw the two of them finished fighting, he smiled coldly and glanced at the monks of the Immortal Sword Sect and the monks of the Demon Mansion. After a moment, he ignored the cries of everyone from the Immortal Sword Sect, but turned his attention to Zi Luolan in the Demon Mansion.

"Violet, are you ready to repay the revenge of the assassination back then?"

The city lord of Nagalou City, Ziluolan, just snorted indifferently when she heard Wu Yan's provocative words, and responded casually: "If you want to take revenge, you can take action at any time, and this city lord is always with you. However, it seems that these people from the Immortal Sword Sect I want to compete with you more than this city lord."

The demon monks behind Zi Luolan were all quietly guarding him, guarding him from all angles from which he might be attacked. Wu Yan saw that Zi Luo Lan also had an expression of watching the excitement, smiled coldly on his face, then ignored them, and headed towards the Immortal Sword Sect people with his sword.

"Brother!" Zhang Feng shouted to Wu Yan from above the formation in the distance, looking like he was hesitating to speak, but Wu Yan seemed to have expected what he wanted to say, and said immediately without looking back: "Brother Xian, the safety of my three senior brothers is entrusted to you. The monks from the Demon Mansion always like to make sneak attacks, so I don't want to worry about it."

Zhang Feng and his wife looked at each other, then looked at Shui Ling'er, but they saw that Shui Ling'er was hiding her phoenix eyes at this moment, staring at Wu Yan without blinking. The two couldn't help looking at each other and smiling bitterly, and stepped back to protect him. Be on guard wherever the formation is.

Wu Yan held the pointed cone-shaped black flying sword in his palm, walked more than ten feet away from the monks of the Immortal Sword Sect, and said coldly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, get out now, it's still too late. The name of my sword is 'The Divine Treasure-Destroying Immortal Sword', there will never be anyone left alive by the sword. Either you die or I die."

Xia Shantong stared at the pointed black flying sword in Wu Yan's hand that had just killed three of his own alchemy cultivators with an extremely ugly face. His lips wriggled several times and he was speechless for a moment.

A person behind him stared at Wu Yan fiercely and said to him: "Elder, what are you still hesitating about? There are so many of us, let's go together! I still don't believe it, everyone used their magic weapons and magical powers to kill him! At this time, it's still Why should we care about our reputation? If the Great Elder doesn’t kill this person, I’m afraid it will be difficult for him to hold any real power in the sect in the future!”

Wu Yan saw that the other party was sneaking around and seemed to be communicating with his mind to discuss how to deal with him. Looking at the yellow-robed monk behind Xia Shantong, he was obviously also a former Qianhuan Sect monk. The three people who had just been killed were all monks from the Thousand Fantasy Sect. This person must have been proposing some vicious plot to Xia Shangtong.

Wu Yan snorted coldly, suddenly opened his mouth, and sprayed out five balls of blood-colored light as big as nails.

The five blood-colored light clusters scattered in all directions strangely, flying in all directions in an instant. Four bloody light groups escaped to four directions, but the last bloody light group escaped to the top of everyone's heads.