Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1784: Fish and meat in town torture people’s hearts
  Aoying heard Zhang Yan still laughing at him.

Aoying didn't want to hear Zhang Yan's voice. Zhang Yan's words were like ticks, sucking Aoying's blood without emotion.

Naoying's lips turned white and he felt a little insane.

He stared at Zhang Yan like a living dead.

"So what? It's just me as the cutting board and you as the fish."

Zhang Yan laughed out loud when he saw Aoying's demeanor.

"You don't have the ability to kill me anymore."

Zhang Yan stumbled over.

He grabbed Aoying's collar and forced Aoying to raise his head to look at him.

There were still blood stains on the corners of Aoying's mouth that he had just spit out.

Zhang Yan couldn't feel any pleasure when he looked at Nao Ying who was covered in blood.

"So what if I can't kill you. Even if I die, you won't be able to fight Ao Lie."

"My father will not let you go so easily."

Aoying spit out the blood in his mouth and glared at Zhang Yan angrily.

"Think about it, even if you kill us all and get the position of Dragon Prince of Beihai, will there be anyone in the Dragon Clan who will convince the public and listen to you?"

"You are just a lunatic who will kill everyone in your clan!"

"Hahahahaha."

Aoying laughed at Zhang Yan's changing expressions.

Zhang Yan grasped Aoying's collar and tightened it tightly, his muscles bulging with force.

Zhang Yan was completely angered by Aoying's words.

"What do you mean by a murderous lunatic who won't let go of anyone in his clan!"

Naoying pushed Naoying and threw him to the side.

Dog bites!
  Zhang Yan was holding back his anger.

How could Aoying say such a thing?

But it’s not surprising. After all, he has an older brother Ao Lie who is murderous after only seeing him once.

It’s not that one family doesn’t want to enter the same house!
  After all, the Dragon Clan is nothing short of scum with the two of them.

"Thankfully, the old Dragon King still said it."

"Let the Dragon Clan rise?"

"It's a joke when it comes to you and Ao Lie!" Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear was already on Ao Ying's neck when he said this.

"Pooh!"

Aoying spat.

"So what? Aren't you the same? On the surface, you look gentle, but you also want the position of the Dragon Prince of Beihai."

"I think what Ao Lie said is right. People like you should avoid future troubles!"

The next second, Aoying was picked up by Zhang Yan and thrown down again.

"Cough cough."

Ao Ying vomited blood.

Pick up the fan beside you.

With a "swish" sound, the fan opened, revealing a row of sword-like cold air.

"Don't you like fighting? Then let's decide the outcome tonight."

Aoying didn't want to be suppressed by Zhang Yan like this anymore.

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Zhang Yan was completely stimulated by Aoying's words.

When Zhang Yan learned that the person who wanted to kill him was Ao Lie, the hatred in his heart had already accumulated.

This is how he and Ao Lie formed a feud.

"Then suffer death!"

Zhang Yan suddenly jumped up, the sword of the God-killing Spear was sharp, and he slashed at Aoying without any politeness at all.

Ao Ying's fan is a very sharp weapon in close combat, but it is as powerful as a weapon like Zhang Yan's God-killing Spear.

Aoying had no choice but to retreat step by step.

"what----"

Aoying howled out.

The handle of the fan kept moving downwards when it hit the God-killing Spear.

Naoying's body was slowly pressed down.

Zhang Yan no longer left Aoying a chance to counterattack.

Zhang Yan jumped up, and the purple gem of the God-killing Spear flashed past his eyes.

(End of this chapter)