Chapter 1510, the Men Are Ruthless

The blood instantly stained the entire square red, making it look extremely miserable.

"puff!"

Zhou Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper.

And that young man looked at him with a ferocious face, and said with a sneer: "It's wishful thinking to want to be my servant with someone like you!"

"I advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise, don't blame my ruthless subordinates!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and got up from the ground step by step, with a ferocious expression on his face.

He already knew that today, he might not be able to escape.

"Then try it!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and said, "If you can kill me, it's my life, but if you can't kill me, I can kill you too!"

"Okay, very good! Since that's the case, let me show you what is the strength of a super master!"

"Shua!"

The young man's face turned cold, and he swung the spear violently, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and pierced towards Zhou Yan's throat.

Zhou Yan's expression was extremely serious.

Just when the tip of the gun was about to touch his neck, his body suddenly turned into a puff of smoke.

The smoke dissipated, and his body appeared hundreds of meters away, tens of meters away from the young man.

"How is it possible? Your movement is so weird!"

The young man's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief, with a look of horror on his face.

"Ha ha!"

"You trash, let me die!"

He roared angrily, swung his spear again, and stabbed fiercely at Zhou Yan. The terrifying power compressed the surrounding air into air waves visible to the naked eye.

The power of this shot is even more terrifying than that shot just now, and its power has increased by at least four times.

"Bang bang!"

Zhou Yan's body retreated continuously, but the young man's attack kept approaching.

"This guy, what a terrifying physical defense!"

"If you let him practice "Nine Suns Mysterious Art", wouldn't he be able to leapfrog the challenge?"

"Let's leave here as soon as possible, so as not to get into trouble."

"That's right, this guy is Zhao Yuanfeng's junior, and I heard that he is ranked in the top 20 in the inner sect!"

"Let's go quickly!"

The surrounding disciples retreated one after another upon seeing this.

Zhou Yan's strength is too terrifying, they don't want to wade into the muddy water.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash!"

"Since you want to leave, then leave a head, I promise I won't hurt you!"

The young man cursed angrily, and his aura became even more ferocious.

"You're looking for death!" Zhou Yan was furious, his eyes were red.

"Shua!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a dazzling light, and slashed down towards the young man fiercely.

This sword is so powerful that even a strong man in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian can't resist the power of this sword.

"boom!"

However, at this critical moment, a big hand grabbed Zhou Yan's long sword.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice sounded slowly: "Xiao Yan, stop messing around, this is the outer door, and you cannot be presumptuous!"

"Let's go!"

Zhou Yan turned his head and looked at the young man beside him with an expression of unwillingness.

However, in the end, he had nothing to do.

His strength is too weak, he can't even protect himself, how can he kill this young man?

"Hmph! You're smart!"

The young man sneered, the spear in his hand shook violently, and the surrounding air was instantly shattered.

"Whoosh!"

The young man's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

A deep hatred flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes, he turned around and shot towards the distance.

And the young man chased after him.

 …

"You can't escape!"

The young man stared at Zhou Yan with a playful expression on his face.

"call out!"

With a flick of his spear, he pierced Zhou Yan's throat again.

This shot contained one-eighth of his strength, and its power was no less than that of the previous shot.

Zhou Yan's face was gloomy, his arm trembled slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly drew a gorgeous arc.

"clang!"

A crisp collision sound resounded through the sky, and the young man's spear was shaken away again.

"This is my strongest attack, you should be proud!"

A ferocious sneer formed on the corner of the young man's mouth.

The next moment, he shook his wrist and the spear in his hand.

"buzz buzz~"

The surrounding air tumbling crazily, forming a powerful suction force.

"call out!"

The spear stabbed out suddenly, and a sharp and sharp breath enveloped Zhou Yan.

"What weapon is this?"

Zhou Yan frowned, his arms shook violently, and the long sword drew a brilliant light again, and went up to meet him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the young man's spear was shaken backwards and forwards by Zhou Yan, and the surrounding space trembled.

Zhou Yan's long sword was also shattered and turned into countless pieces.

"how is this possible?"

"Your attack power is stronger than mine!"

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Yan was full of surprise, he had never encountered such a situation before.

What happened to him? Why did I become so powerful, even inferior to an inner disciple?

Zhou Yan was full of doubts, and at the same time felt extremely dangerous.

"you do not need to know!"

The young man said indifferently, and charged towards Zhou Yan again with a spear in his hand.

Zhou Yan didn't dare to neglect, the long sword in his hand kept slashing out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Sparks burst out, sparks flickered one after another, and the battle between Zhou Yan and the young man intensified, making it inseparable for a while.

"This guy, his strength seems to have increased!"

"That's right, his attack power has reached the level of Mahayana, and it seems that he has practiced some kind of secret technique, and he can exert his power to the peak!"

"That's right, his level of cultivation is considered outstanding among the inner sect, and even the inner disciples of the outer sect may not be able to match him!"

"Could it be that he is from a great sect?"

There are many disciples around, talking about it.

Except for Zhao Yuanfeng and Wang Hu, the two big sect disciples present, the rest of the disciples were not their opponents.

Therefore, when the young man showed his tyrannical strength, they had nothing to fear.

"Although your speed is very fast, you still can't escape from my palm, you'd better suffer death honestly!"

The young man sneered, and the spear in his hand, like a dragon, continuously tore through the void, and with destructive power, it slammed down towards Zhou Yan fiercely.

Zhou Yan's face was livid, his fists were clenched tightly, and he punched out one after another.

Now he can only rely on himself to defeat the opponent!

However, he found that as the battle progressed, the opponent's strength was constantly improving.

Zhou Yan felt that his own strength was no longer able to compete with this young man!

Finally, the young man kicked Zhou Yan's chest.