Chapter 1181, Area Shrouded
The dragon and tiger guard had no time to escape, his body was directly hit by the bombardment, and his whole body burned up, turning into ashes, leaving no bones left.
Immediately, Zhou Yan's fingerprints changed, and there were more and more fireballs in his hands. Each fireball was like a meteorite, carrying terrifying coercion, and bombarded the remaining Dragon and Tiger Guards.
In an instant, fireballs fell one after another, covering the entire block. These dragon and tiger guards were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and the dead could not die anymore.
"Zhou Yan, you deserve to die." Zhang Longhu gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to crack. He never thought that Zhou Yan had broken through these days, reached the peak level of the third rank, and even practiced the vision technique.
"Whizzing……"
Suddenly, there was a burst of wind behind Zhou Yan, and many black figures jumped out.
Zhou Yan looked up and saw these people wearing armor and holding weapons. The leader was a middle-aged man with a burly figure and strong body, filled with evil and iron blood. He was Chen Zhiyong, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Guard.
"Zhou Yan, you can't escape today."
Chen Zhiyong sneered coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, if Zhou Yan dared to break into Longhu Town, he would be courting death.
"Commander Chen, kill him quickly." Zhang Longhu shouted urgently.
Chen Zhiyong stared at Zhou Yan with a murderous look, stepped out with one step, his legs kicked the ground, the ground was cracked, his figure was like electricity, and he rushed towards Zhou Yan in an instant.
Zhou Yan glanced at Chen Zhiyong indifferently, and his figure rushed out in an instant, taking the same step forward, and punching out directly.
This fist, containing golden thunder and red flames, descended like a meteorite. The fiery energy of the flames and violent thunder and lightning swept across, distorting the air.
"Boom!"
Under the low-pitched sonic boom, this punch directly hit Chen Zhiyong's body. Chen Zhiyong's face twitched, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body receded.
Chen Zhiyong staggered back, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth again.
This scene left the spectators around dumbfounded, all stunned and shocked.
"Could Commander Chen be unstoppable?"
Everyone's heart trembled, and no one expected that the majestic commander of the dragon and tiger guards, a powerhouse of the eighth-rank god-apprentice realm, would lose to Zhou Yan.
"Chen Zhiyong, don't you want to kill me, now it's my turn."
As soon as Zhou Yan's words fell, his figure flew out in an instant, with lightning speed, and appeared beside Chen Zhiyong in an instant. A whip kick was thrown out, and it hit Chen Zhiyong's head fiercely.
Chen Zhiyong didn't even have time to react, he was kicked by Zhou Yan, and his whole body was kicked tens of meters before falling to the ground.
Chen Zhiyong's body fell to the ground, his head exploded directly, bleeding from his seven orifices, his brain spurted out, and his body twitched. It was obvious that he was too dead to die any more.
"hiss!"
Many people around gasped, all of them looked in awe, Chen Zhiyong, the leader of the dragon and tiger guards, was a cultivator at the beginning level of the ninth rank, but at this moment he couldn't resist at all, and was instantly killed with one move.
"Tch." Zhou Yan stretched out his hand and took the dragon and tiger talisman in Chen Zhiyong's hand. The dragon and tiger talisman was collected by Zhou Yan in the Qiankun ring. How could he give up such a treasure? Although it is not a strange thing, it is still valuable. Maybe it will be useful in the future, then he glanced at the crowd around him and said coldly: "If anyone hinders me, don't blame me for being rude."
After the voice fell, Zhou Yan's body directly crossed the void, disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in the middle of the sky in the distance.
An indifferent voice came from a distance, and then, a handsome man in a blue shirt stepped slowly and appeared in Chu Aonan's sight.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the young man's appearance, Chu Aonan raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.
Zhou Yan looked at Chu Aonan indifferently.
"Chu Aonan, today, in the name of my father, I came here specifically to take your dog's life, and by the way, grab the Ghost Sword!"
Chu Aonan snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, take your life!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, swung the silver spear in his hand, and turned into an afterimage, attacking like a tide.
In an instant, the silver spear collided with the Soul Devouring Ghost Sword, and an ear-piercing golden sound erupted.
The two fought fiercely, and every move and style contained the ultimate power.
"Zhou Yan, you are only relying on the strength of your weapon to force yourself to fight me to a draw."
Chu Aonan snorted coldly, the ghost sword in his hand danced like a dragon, the sharp edge of the sword slashed out with a fierce sword light.
"Hehe, you don't understand. Martial skills are foreign objects, but they can increase your combat power. What's more, this sword is a mysterious weapon, enough to kill you!"
Zhou Yan smiled disdainfully, and the silver spear whistled like a dragon, tearing apart the void.
The two fought fiercely, and the fight was so inextricable that it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
"Zhou Yan, if you kill me today, I, Chu Aonan, will never die with you!"
Chu Aonan roared, full of hatred, and broke out completely.
"Chu Aonan, my Zhou family, sooner or later, I will destroy your Chu family and avenge my third uncle."
Zhou Yan had a stern expression and gloomy eyes.
"Hmph, without shame, the Zhou family is doomed to decline, even if you escape by chance, do you think you can escape the Chu family's investigation?"
Chu Aonan had a sneer on his face, he was holding the Ghost Devouring Sword, his aura was like a rainbow.
In an instant, the two exchanged hundreds of moves, but they still couldn't decide the outcome.
Chu Aonan became more and more courageous in the battle, and the vitality in his body continuously gushed out and poured into the Ghost Sword.
Suddenly, he let out a low cry, and drew a strange arc with the ghost sword in his hand, stabbing at Zhou Yan's throat.
Scoff!
A ray of cold sword light shot out, so sharp that it seemed to be able to split the sky.
"Die!"
Chu Aonan showed a ferocious face and laughed loudly.
However, facing Chu Aonan's sure-kill sword, Zhou Yan looked indifferent, kicked his right leg horizontally, and the strong wind raged like firecrackers.
Zhou Yan's right leg kicked the sword point, and Chu Aonan felt an overwhelming force suddenly, the tiger's mouth burst open, and he was kicked out.
His face was pale, and he opened his mouth to spray a large amount of blood mist. His muscles and bones were weak, and he lay on the ground twitching.
"Chu Aonan, if you are safe and sound today, I will write your name upside down!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were dark, he raised his head, and stared at Chu Aonan indifferently.
"You...cough cough..."
Chu Aonan struggled to stand up, his eyes were terrified, and just about to say something, suddenly, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
This time, he really failed miserably!
Not long ago, he threatened to suppress Zhou Yan, but now, he is doing the opposite and being suppressed by Zhou Yan.
"Zhou Yan, just wait, I will definitely seek revenge on you!"
Chu Aonan's face was ferocious, he left this sentence, dragged his scarred body, and left in embarrassment, disappearing into the night.
"Chu Aonan, I believe it won't be long before you will kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!"
Seeing Chu Aonan's background, Zhou Yan smiled coldly, and immediately, his body swayed and almost fell down.
"Brother, are you okay!"
At this time, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes rushed forward, supported Zhou Yan, and asked with concern.
"How did you come!"
Zhou Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the middle-aged man in Jinpao suspiciously.