Chapter 1298, No Choice

However, now is not the time to focus on these issues.

Because, the attacks from Beimingshan became more and more terrifying, almost locked on Zhou Yan, and there was no way to avoid it. The only way to fight against it was to fight head-to-head. Apart from that, there was no other choice.

"kill!"

Zhou Yan yelled violently, the muscles all over his body swelled, and blood vessels like horned dragons appeared on the surface of the skin, making his body even bigger than before.

At the same time, the blood in his body boiled up, his aura soared, reaching its peak state.

Bang bang bang!

Zhou Yan stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole valley trembled from being trampled on. If it weren't for the solid rock underground, it would have collapsed already.

Holding an iron sword in his hand, he performed the Lingyun Nine Forms.

Swish Swish Swish...

A sword stabs out, the sword energy is like a rainbow, it is unparalleled sharp, and it cuts through the void.

This sword art is exactly what Zhou Yan is best at. Every move is exquisite and powerful.

clang...

A crisp sound sounded, and Beimingshan easily shattered the sword energy without any damage, and slapped it with a slap.

"Puchi!"

Zhou Yan's chest exploded, blood spattered, and he was severely injured. He flew out and fell to the ground hard.

"Like an ant!"

Beimingshan shook his head, his eyes were cold, and he said indifferently.

"Zhou Yan!"

"Little Yan!"

Looking at Zhou Yan who was lying in a pool of blood, Nangong Yanran and Li Yun were both panicked, and tears welled up in their eyes.

"Hmph, a mere trash dares to disobey me, damn it!"

Bei Mingshan walked up to Zhou Yan, kicked him to the ground, raised his hand to grab his neck, and gathered his five fingers, ready to pinch Zhou Yan's neck.

Click!

Suddenly, a strange sound came out, causing Beimingshan's face to change slightly.

"Huh? This kid's bones are so tough!"

Bei Mingshan was a little surprised. His claw just now was so powerful, but it was blocked by Zhou Yan's bones and was not crushed on the spot.

However, Zhou Yan still did not respond.

"Hehe, since your bones are so strong, break your bones and see how arrogant you can be!"

Bei Mingshan sneered, clenched his fist suddenly, and punched Zhou Yan on the chest.

Peng!

Immediately, Zhou Yan's chest exploded, and his ribs were broken into several pieces, dripping with blood, which was shocking. He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal fragments, his face was distorted, and he appeared in extreme pain.

"Vulnerable!"

Bei Mingshan sarcastically waved his arms again and threw it at Zhou Yan.

This time, he wanted to kill Zhou Yan completely in one fell swoop, so as not to have more dreams in the night.

"No, I have to find a way to avoid it!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and struggled, a glint of gloom flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He had already accepted his fate, and only hoped that he could delay the time until he was successful in cultivation, avenge his revenge, and kill this vicious lowly maid with his own hands.

"Get out!"

At this critical moment, Zhou Yan let out a roar, and his body erupted with a fierce aura. He performed the [Essence Devouring Demon Art], and a cloud of pitch-black mist gushed out of his body.

Hurrah!

In an instant, auras from all directions swarmed in, gathered above Zhou Yan's head, and condensed into a whirlpool.

This scene made Beimingshan stunned for a moment.

"This boy can actually absorb the aura of heaven and earth!"

Beiming Mountain was extremely surprised, this kind of situation was simply unheard of.

"This young man has a secret, and he must take it!"

Beimingshan's eyes sank, his body flew past, and he was as fast as a galloping horse, and slapped Zhou Yan's head with his palm.

"Hahaha! Finally it's my turn to pretend."

Suddenly, a burst of excited laughter came from the small cauldron.

boom!

In the next second, the small cauldron turned into a streamer and landed on Zhou Yan's shoulder, emitting a sacred purple light.

"Ok?"

Beimingshan looked astonished, looking at the little cauldron.

boom!

Suddenly, the purple light was shining brightly, and the small tripod turned into a purple jade gourd, suspended in mid-air, swallowing the light of the sun, moon and stars, exuding a majestic aura of vastness and majesty.

clang!

The small cauldron was shaken, and it made a sound like a grand bell and a great lu, shaking all over the world, like the cry of divine soldiers, and the roar of ancient fierce beasts.

In an instant, a destructive wave swept out, like a storm, shattering the dead, instantly shaking Beiming Mountain, crashing into a huge boulder, and the smoke and dust flew up.

"what happened?"

"I was actually injured!"

Beimingshan climbed up, with a horrified look on his face, he looked like a ghost, he was a high-level warrior in the innate realm, and he was injured by a small cauldron?

This is really unbelievable.

He looked down at the purple jade gourd, his eyes full of doubts.

"Could it be this little cauldron with special power!?"

Beimingshan's eyes flickered, and he guessed, "Perhaps, this little cauldron has an extraordinary origin and can restrain our Beimingzong's blood art!"

"Hey! No matter what the reason is, I can't escape the end of being suppressed today!"

Beimingshan's eyes were cold, his body flickered, and he rushed over in an instant, punching out with a thunderous force.

Rumble!

He punched out, and the strong wind raged like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring. The air vibrated violently, forming circles of ripples.

In an instant, Zhou Yan's whole body trembled violently, feeling an overwhelming force coming, it was hard to resist, his body flew out, and he vomited blood from his mouth.

After just a few meetings, Zhou Yan was hit hard.

"Beimingshan, you are so despicable, sneak attack on me!"

Zhou Yan cursed, extremely angrily.

He clearly had the upper hand, yet Beimingshan took the opportunity to sneak attack, it was really shameless.

"Despicable? You trash, do you still deserve to talk about the word despicable?"

Beimingshan sneered, his face was gloomy, and his killing intent was fierce. He moved his steps, his figure flashed, and he rushed to Zhou Yan in an instant, and punched him again.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Zhou Yan's eyes were tearing apart, his anger was burning, he roared wildly, his eyes were red, and he punched him.

Boom!

The two fists collided, making a dull sound, and a huge force poured down, causing Zhou Yan's right arm to feel a sharp pain, as if it had been torn off, and the whole arm hung down limply.

"Ah~"

Zhou Yan screamed, his face was painful, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his body was crumbling.

"Haha, trash!"

Beimingshan laughed loudly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he approached step by step, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, after you die, I will treat your sister well and let her experience all the humiliation in the world!"

boom!

As soon as the words fell, he took a sudden step, and swept out his right leg, sweeping forward with terrifying force.

"Beimingshan, you are courting death!"

Hearing these insulting words, Zhou Yan was furious. With a roar, his whole body exploded, and he broke free from the restraints and stood up.

"Hey, there is a terrifying power hidden in this kid's body, but this power seems to be sealed by something!" Bei Mingshan frowned.

He could feel that the energy and blood in Zhou Yan's body was very strong, even several times higher than that of ordinary people, but he couldn't stimulate it, as if he fell into a deep sleep.

This situation is so strange.

"kill!"