Chapter 1327, Destruction

"Just you?" Hearing this, Zhou Yan raised a corner of his mouth, showing a trace of contempt: "Are you worthy?"

Although Yang Xiong is very talented in cultivation, he has no ability.

From Zhou Yan's point of view, the other party can't compare with him at all.

Hearing this, Yang Xiong's face changed suddenly, his eyes were gloomy, murderous intent emerged, his eyes were as red as blood, like a wolf.

He didn't expect that Zhou Yan would dare to challenge his majesty.

court death!

Yang Xiong roared furiously, his whole body was rolling with true energy, his body size skyrocketed, and he stood there like a giant, with a terrifying aura.

In an instant, the faces of the people around changed drastically.

Yang Xiong was born with a different species, with natural supernatural power, he practiced the berserk technique "Savage Beast Boxing", and his physical body is extremely powerful.

"Hmph, ants!"

Yang Xiong shouted coldly, stepped on the ground with his feet, kicked violently, his whole body turned into a streamer, and rushed towards Zhou Yan.

He waved his arm, brought out a howling wind, and slammed Zhou Yan hard.

"Rubbish!"

Zhou Yan shook his head, with an indifferent expression, and slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers forming claws, fierce and domineering.

Boom!

The two collided with a muffled sound.

Immediately, there was a sound of bones breaking, and then, a mournful howl came from Yang Xiong's mouth.

Click!

I saw Yang Xiong's right arm was bent and twisted in reverse, and the white bone stubble pierced the skin, which was clearly visible.

"Ah...you...how can you be so powerful?"

Yang Xiong's face was distorted, he screamed in pain, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he stared at Zhou Yan in shock.

He just felt as if he hit an iron plate.

"Ants should know where they are!"

Zhou Yan shook his head, smiled grimly, and kicked his right leg like a whip with lightning.

boom!

Yang Xiong couldn't dodge at all, his chest was sunken, blood splashed everywhere, he flew upside down several feet away, fell to the ground, and couldn't even get up.

quiet!

Dead silence!

Everyone was stunned, staring at Zhou Yan in a daze, eyes full of astonishment.

The dignified young master of the Yang family has actually lost!

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and said angrily.

At this moment, his mentality collapsed.

The strength he was so proud of was actually no match for this strange young man in front of him.

"Who am I, you are not qualified to know!"

With a cold expression, Zhou Yan walked up to Yang Xiong, reached out and grabbed his skirt, and pulled him up.

"What do you want to do? Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, everyone in the carriage shouted loudly.

But no one dared to step forward to help, because they felt the terrifying aura emanating from Zhou Yan.

This is a strong man!

"You...don't mess around!"

At this time, Yang Xiong was finally scared, and tremblingly said: "My father is a warrior in the God Master Realm, if you offend him, you will definitely end badly..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish his words, a slap came over.

Yang Xiong was directly stunned, his cheeks swelled rapidly, several bruises appeared, and bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I hate it most when people use elders to oppress me!"

Zhou Yan's expression was icy cold, and there was a cold light in his pupils: "Since your father is a warrior in the God Master Realm, you should also know that warriors do not prohibit private fighting, as long as no one is killed!"

"And, don't you want revenge? Today I will give you a chance, three moves, after three moves, you and I will decide the outcome, if you win, I will write off today's matter!"

After the words fell, Zhou Yan let go of his palm and let Yang Xiong fall to the ground.

"Three tricks?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiong was startled for a moment, and then he burst out laughing with a ferocious expression: "Boy, I admit that you are very arrogant, but..."

"My father is a martial artist in the realm of the gods, and he is a generation of powerhouses. Do you think you can really defeat him? You must be dreaming!"

He knew in his heart that Zhou Yan must be crazy, otherwise it would be impossible to say such stupid words.

God master realm warrior?

Hearing this, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, seemed a little surprised, then sneered and said: "Your father is indeed a strong man, but compared to me, he is far behind."

"Boy, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do it!" Yang Xiong roared, his eyes were red, mad with hatred.

"it is good!"

Zhou Yan nodded, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

With a flick of his fingers, a wisp of sharp sword energy shot out, piercing the void instantly and piercing Yang Xiong's throat.

Blood spattered, Yang Xiong stared wide-eyed, clutched his neck, fell into a pool of blood, completely lost his life.

"Yang Xiong...is dead!"

Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, the carriage was silent, and everyone was pale and terrified.

Yang Xiong!

Young master of the Yang family!

The famous genius in Nanyang City just died like this?

"Hiss~"

After a long time, there was a sound of breathing in the compartment.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yan, full of fear.

It's brutal!

Yang Xiong's background is unusual, but a god-level powerhouse.

Zhou Yan killed him and could not escape bad luck.

At this time, Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back to his seat, and sat down leisurely.

"Yang Xiong is dead!"

Everyone swallowed their saliva, and kept silent like a cicada, not daring to say more.

Although Yang Xiong is not the head of the Yang family, he has a pivotal position in the Yang family. Now that he is dead, this incident will definitely cause an uproar.

Zhou Yan!

You are screwed!

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes flickered with schadenfreude.

The news of Yang Xiong's death spread quickly.

Overnight, Nanyang City boiled.

"The young master of the Yang family is dead?"

"Who did it? Dare to kill the Young Master of the Yang family?"

"It is said that he is a young man with unfathomable strength, and even the strong in the Divine Master Realm can't do anything to him."

"What!? Even the warriors in the Divine Master Realm are no match? How is this possible!"

"It's absolutely true, not only the God Master Realm, but Yang Xiong, the youngest of the Yang family, also invited a group of warriors to help out, but they were all wiped out in the end."

"Hiss! What a terrifying strength!"

In just half a day, information about Zhou Yan spread throughout Nanyang.

"Zhou Yan!?"

In a deep courtyard, a black-robed man sat cross-legged. He opened his eyes, murmured, and looked dignified.

"Master, are you sure you are sending your disciples to Nanling this time?"

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door, and a young man in black opened the door and walked in, bowing and asking.

"Your strength has reached the peak of the ninth stage of the king of gods, and you are only a step away from the realm of the master. Don't worry." The black-robed man waved his hand and said lightly: "Besides, I bestow on you the secret technique 'Vajra Subduing Demons' , enough to kill some ordinary grandmasters."

"As for the young man named Zhou Yan, just leave it to the teacher."

"Thank you, Master." The black-clothed youth showed joy and stepped back respectfully.

"Hmph, mere kid, how dare you snatch a woman from me? You're courting death!"

When the young man in black left, the black-robed man showed a gloomy face and said with a sneer: "After beheading this kid as a teacher, I can take her Yuan Yin, refine Wugou Pill, and break through the realm of Martial Saints."

...

at the same time.

Nanyang City, in the suburbs, among the mountains.

A thunderbolt exploded, and the sky was dark, as if the end was coming, and the violent breath swept all directions.

"What a strong aura!"