kill the immortal

Chapter 117 31, return it!
Faced with the questioning from the female cultivator in front of him, An Yan was very calm and said with a puzzled look on his face: "What does the fairy mean? I don't understand."

The female cultivator sneered: "What are you pretending to be?"

An Yan said calmly: "According to the fairy's wishes, am I not allowed to interact with this Xuantian Sword Sect disciple? The fairy's control is too lenient."

The female cultivator narrowed her eyes. She turned her hand and offered up another piece of ancient jade. When the ancient jade appeared, An Yan immediately felt the spiritual energy fluctuations in her body.

It's the cyan ring!

The female cultivator's eyes were filled with surprise, and her eyes flickered as she looked at An Yan.

Finally, she said coldly: "It will do you no good to have less contact with these people outside the customs."

An Yan asked back: "Is the fairy thinking about me?"

boom!
The female cultivator suddenly raised her hand, and a powerful wave of spiritual energy hit her instantly. An Yan's eyes widened and he immediately used his spiritual energy to resist, but was knocked back several meters by the sudden attack.

An Yan felt the energy and blood surge in his body, and the spiritual energy rushed rampantly. Before he could speak, he heard the other party say coldly: "If I ask you something, just say it, and listen to what I say to you. You are only in the Qi realm, in my case What confidence do you have in front of me to talk to me like this?"

He forced himself to calm down, his eyes became cold, and he grinned: "It's a good trick for a fairy to decide life and death and control other people's destiny with just a few seconds."

boom!
There was another spiritual energy impact, this time more violent than before, but this time An Yan was on guard and mobilized all his spiritual energy to resist. He was able to stand still and not be thrown away, but the gap between the two realms was too great. Da, An Yan was still reeling from this blow.

The female cultivator suddenly ducked in front of An Yan and looked at him condescendingly: "You are just an abandoned child of my sect master. If I want to crush you to death, it will be as easy as crushing an ant!"

Faced with such humiliation, An Yan did not show any annoyance on her face. Instead, she asked slightly mockingly: "I am an ant, and it is worth the fairy's troubles to follow her in the dark. Can you tell me why?"

The female cultivator narrowed her eyes. She made a secret with one hand, and her spiritual energy turned into a big hand and grabbed An Yan, clamping her in mid-air.

"I really want to destroy you! Are you worthy of cultivating the method created by my sect leader?!"

Her words made An Yan chuckle: "Then why doesn't the fairy take action?"

An Yan was now in a situation where he was under the control of others, but he still had the intention to deliberately provoke: "In the end, these are the only methods. Come to think of it, the fairy must have been given an order. She can neither kill me nor injure me too seriously."

The big spiritual hand held An Yan tightly and sent him to the female cultivator.

The female cultivator looked at An Yan's face in front of her and suddenly raised her hands. This time, she wanted to slap her face for real.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her hand, the spiritual energy around An Yan suddenly dispersed. The female cultivator couldn't help but be shocked. The next moment, several black shadows appeared from nowhere and rushed toward her face like lightning. How could she be so close? She had no time to dodge.

The spiritual energy around her surged, as if a spiritual energy barrier was about to form, but what she never expected was that the black shadow directly penetrated her protective spiritual energy and bound her tightly.

Tear!

The chain blade cut open the white robe directly and pierced into her skin and flesh.

The moment she saw the blood, the female cultivator found that the flow of spiritual energy in her body immediately became blocked, making it difficult to use any magic power!
"You?!" She was shocked and stared at the person in front of her. She was a great master in the spiritual realm, but she was countered by this guy who was not in the aura realm!

An Yan moved his body, which was aching from being restrained by the big hands just now. Looking at the female cultivator who was tied up with a chain blade and unable to move, she grinned and a smile appeared on her face.

"What's wrong, fairy, didn't you say that crushing me would be like crushing an ant?"

The female cultivator's eyes were about to burst into flames, and she wanted to speak out angrily when she heard the sound, but she didn't expect another black shadow to strike.

Snapped!
An extremely clear slap suddenly sounded in the courtyard, and the female cultivator felt a burning pain on her cheek.

The female cultivator was stunned by this slap, and then boundless anger surged into her heart. She glared at her but before she spoke, he slapped her on the other face hard.

She was stunned and could not recover for a long time.

An Yan looked at the red and swollen cheeks on both sides of her face that were healing rapidly, and thought that the physique of this spiritual monk was extraordinary.

They all say that once you enter the spiritual realm, you are completely different from a mortal, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

The female cultivator lowered her head. After a while, she suppressed her anger and did not yell. Instead, she spoke calmly and coldly: "Have you not thought about the consequences of doing this? You can't kill me. If something happens to me, You will have to face the wrath of the entire Xuanzhen Sect!"

An Yan smiled and said, "Your Xuanzhen Sect is really powerful."

"In Xuantang, our Xuanzhen Sect is the supreme existence. In the future, one of the sect masters and patriarchs will be able to prove the way to God! If you can't think of it, feel free to do something to me!"

The female cultivator started to provoke An Yan with a look of disdain, just like when An Yan was restrained by him just now.

She seemed to be determined, and An Yan didn't dare to do anything to her.

She was sent to An Yan's side. If something happened, An Yan would be involved. She didn't think An Yan could be stupid enough to do that.

An Yan stepped forward and groped her all over.

The female cultivator suddenly became angry and said, "What are you touching!"

Not long after, An Yan found a jade piece with a warm luster from her body, which was her storage magic weapon.

The female nun said angrily: "If you don't let me go, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

An Yan used her spiritual sense to explore the objects in the jade block. This female cultivator's family wealth was much richer than that of Xue Yan. Unfortunately, there was nothing left when Yin Xi blew himself up.

Taking out the flying sword left by Yin Xi that she had put in, An Yan looked at her and said, "You really don't understand your current situation."

The female cultivator looked at him coldly: "What, you still dare to kill me?"

"I don't intend to kill you." An Yan said.

The nun immediately threatened: "The more you trouble me, the more I will hate you, and the more you will suffer later!"

An Yan held the hilt of the sword and pressed it directly against the female cultivator's face. The sharp edge of the sword instantly pierced the flesh and blood spilled out.

The female cultivator was not afraid at all. It was too easy to heal this kind of wound.

An Yan said slowly: "I know a technique called God Invasion Technique, which can invade the target's sea of ​​consciousness and read all the opponent's memories without harming the target's soul."

The female cultivator immediately said in shock and anger: "How dare you?!"

Having someone's memory probed is something that any monk is extremely taboo about. Everyone has their own secrets and even shady thoughts.

An Yan used the long sword to scratch a scar on the female cultivator's face, and said expressionlessly: "Why don't I dare?"

The female cultivator said angrily: "If you dare to enter my sea of ​​consciousness, I will never let you go!"

Looking at the ordinary wounds on her face, An Yan was a little dissatisfied. As long as she lifted the forbidden spirit restriction on her body, this thing would return to its original state on its own.

An Yan opened Chen Mobing's memory and silently read his sword control technique.

"Then let's make a deal. You let the Xuanjia guards outside my courtyard evacuate first, and I won't use the God-Invasion Technique on you."

The female cultivator's face changed from gloomy to bright, as if she was thinking about the proposal An Yan mentioned.

She made a request: "Then you have to let me go first, otherwise I won't be able to transmit my voice through my mind."

An Yan flew her directly to the outside of a wall. He could sense that someone was guarding outside the wall. "Just shout, if you play tricks, there is no guarantee that I will do something. At worst, we will both be destroyed!"

The female cultivator's face turned green and white. This was the first time she had been threatened in such a situation. Xuantang has been in a peaceful era since ancient times. In the past, there was a ban on them making it inconvenient for them to walk in the world, but they were also highly respected among the monks.

"Commander Pang!"

Soon there was the sound of rapid footsteps and the clanging of armor outside the wall.

"Real?"

Her tone was very calm, as if she didn't want people outside the wall to know what was happening inside.

"I'll spare your trouble tonight. I have killed the monster. Commander Pang can continue to patrol the night."

"That's good. This is our duty, and there's no need to worry about it. Besides, the real person is a 24th immortal, so we should help him. But can you let me take a look at the demon's relic?"

"He just self-destructed his body, leaving only a flying sword in which his soul resided. It was also destroyed by me. The fight just now made Pindao a little embarrassed, and it is inconvenient to see Commander Pang again."

"Then...then I won't bother you."

The Xuanjia guards outside seemed to have noticed something was wrong, but they were wary and did not dare to break in directly.

Then there was a sound of a whole team coming from outside the wall, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

An Yan took the nun back to the side courtyard again.

"You can let me go now." The female cultivator said coldly.

"When did I promise to let you go?"

"You!" The female cultivator was furious.

"I just promised not to use the divine invasion technique on you." An Yan said indifferently.

The originally beautiful face of the female cultivator was slightly distorted, and there was a bloodstain on it that made her look even more ferocious.

"Kill or not, what else do you want to do?!" she said angrily.

"I want your life."

"Unless I die!" the female cultivator said immediately.

An Yan was not surprised. The woman in front of him still had the confidence that he did not dare to touch her.

"If you don't give it, I won't want it." An Yan nodded gently, but his eyes were as dark as an abyss.

"However, your Xuanzhen sect has done so many things to me and even caused me to lose my memory. Naturally, I have to pay them back one by one!"

The female cultivator was stunned and her eyes widened: "What...are you going to do?"

"I can't remember many things. I would like to know if you have any secrets about me in your mind."

The female cultivator was shocked and anxious: "You just promised me!"

An Yan's lips showed a smile: "Don't worry, you think of me too kindly."

"How could I use the divine invasion technique to deal with you? I want to directly search for your soul!"

The female cultivator finally showed a look of fear. She knew very well what would happen to the person whose soul was searched. There was no way to repair the damage to the soul, and she would most likely become stupid!

She shouted in fear: "No! You can't do this! The Xuanzhen Sect will not let you go! The Xuanzhen Sect knows that I am by your side! If anything happens to me, you will not be able to get away with it!"

Swish!
A cold light flashed across the female cultivator's eyes, and a heart-wrenching sting came across her face.

An Yan held Yin Xi's sword and directly cut a bloody wound on her face. This time was different from before, the female cultivator felt unprecedented pain.

After this sword attack, there was a remnant of spiritual energy on her cheek that lingered for a long time.

No one from the Xuanzhen Sect would have thought that he could use the Xuantian Sword Sect's sword-controlling methods.

This female cultivator had a fierce fight with Yin Xi of Xuantian Sword Sect, and Xuanjia Guard watched the whole process. It seemed normal that she would be seriously injured after the battle.

An Yan raised his hand lightly, and it was covered with spiritual energy.

The female cultivator was horrified when she saw this. She said anxiously and anxiously: "No! No... no! You can use that divine invasion technique! I am willing to hand over my life!"

An Yan smiled calmly: "I told you, you think of me too kindly."

After finishing his words, he slapped the other person's forehead with a palm, and the spiritual energy vibrated into his body, making his body freeze, and his eyes with a look of fear instantly lost their look.

Half an hour later, An Yan slowly let go of his hand, retracted the chain blade that bound the female cultivator, and the woman fell directly to the ground.

He is still breathing, but unconscious.

But even when she wakes up, she will no longer be the same person as before, she will only be a foolish person with a damaged soul and incomplete consciousness.

An Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, his face neither sad nor happy.

It's a pity that this woman doesn't know much. She was ordered by the national master Fuyao to monitor him.

Her name is Heng Ruo, she is also a core disciple in Xuanzhen Sect, and she has the title of 24 Immortals outside, but even so, she knows very little about herself.

Among the Xuanzhen Sect, the only ones who seem to know the truth are Taoist leader Xuanyi, national master Fuyao, and Taoist mother Taiyao.

An Yan recalled the memory fragments from the previous flashback in her mind. Those three women...

Sooner or later, you should go back and do what you should do, and sooner or later, what you should have will be yours!

Early the next morning, An Yan took a carriage out of the city. Nowadays, the interrogation at the gate of Chang'an City was not strict. An Yan took Princess Mingyue's token and walked unimpeded. The guard Xuan Jia who was guarding did not dare to ask about what was going on inside the vehicle. .

In this way, An Yan successfully transported Heng Ruo out of the city and headed towards Taihua Mountain.

At a distance from Taihua Mountain, An Yan used spiritual energy to awaken Heng Ruo. Looking at her confused appearance, he ordered her to walk in the direction of Pinglan Sect. An Yan also hung the token of the 24 Immortals on the on her body.

After confirming that there was no one below, An Yan rose into the air and flew towards the peak where the Xuantian Sword Sect's teleportation platform was located.

Now the place is no longer as lively and grand as the previous Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. There are thousands of miles of clouds above the high platform, but it also looks quiet and distant.

"What is this fellow Taoist doing at Xuantian Sword Sect?" A young man stopped him and asked politely.

An Yan took out the invitation from the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference that Yin Xi had given to him earlier, handed it over, and spoke eagerly: "This Taoist brother, I am a friend of Taoist Brother Yinxi. Last night, Brother Yin He fought with others in Chang'an City and was killed!"

The young man's face suddenly changed, and he shouted in shock: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother Yin is dead?!"

(End of this chapter)