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Turn around again and look at Wu Jun.

Wu Jun's entire right arm was roughly torn off, and blood spewed out. At this moment, he was vomiting the blood with internal organ fragments, trembling on the ground like a bereaved dog, breathing heavily and disorderly.

Just now, Xiao Yan's kick almost smashed thousands of meridians in his body. If he hadn't used zhenqi to protect his body at the critical moment, Wu Jun would be a complete useless person at this moment.

"You guys have a good plan, lure me away, and then attack others."

Xiao Yan's cold eyes fell on Xu Cheng, the Patriarch of the Xu Family: "It's interesting to oppress mortals, isn't it, Patriarch Xu?"

Xu Cheng did not answer Xiao Yan, but glanced at Wu Jun, and then took a deep breath.

He knew that he had no choice.

The sword in his palm was flying, and Xu Cheng's eyes burst out with murderous intent: "This is the end of the matter, there is no need to say more."

"Young Master Xiao, although I don't know who you are, but what happened today must not be spread... I can only ask you to die here."

Finished.

Xu Cheng and all the cronies of the Xu family behind him shot together, turned into several thunder and lightning, and rushed away.

A flash of sword light came out, followed by thousands of sword lights.

The swords of Xu Cheng and his cronies seemed to be fused into one, condensed into a huge sword several meters wide, and pierced towards Xiao Yan with a force of splitting.

Xu Cheng and several of his cronies have been honing this skill for more than ten years. When they strike their swords at the same time, although they are different swords from different people, the edge of the sword and the true energy will be integrated in one place. , ten people strike a sword together, and the power can be multiplied.

Once this incomparably majestic giant sword of true energy is released, it will be even more difficult for a person of the heavenly king level to resist head-on.

however.

"die?"

Xiao Yan gently raised his right hand.

As if fiddled with the clear water in the pool, he waved his sleeve casually and slapped out with a palm.

boom!

It was a terrifying impact that seemed to tear apart the space. I saw the sword that Xu Cheng and others struck together collapsed in an instant, and the zhenqi that was finally condensed was smashed into powder.

This is not over yet.

Xiao Yan twisted his backhand towards the void ahead, and a vortex churned in the palm of his hand.

The overbearing and unreasonable suction force directly dragged Xu Cheng in front of Xiao Yan.

He slapped the top of Xu Cheng's head expressionlessly, hitting Tianling Gai directly.

A buzzing sound resounded like a bell.

Xu Cheng knelt down on both knees, his knee bones were shattered, and the blood flowed continuously. This palm slapped his seven orifices to bleed, and the meridians all over his body were directly slapped to pieces.

"You want to kill Chen Anning even if you are such a waste?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with blood, and he stomped the ground with his right foot.

Accompanied by the violent shock, the coffin boards of the coffin next to him shot straight into the sky.

From the coffin, another blood-colored spiritual ball slowly emerged——the coffin that Xiao Yan opened symbolized great evil.

But Xiao Yan just turned his head and glanced indifferently.

Just a glance.

"roll!"

All together shouted angrily.

The blood-colored spiritual ball that could restrain a heavenly king-level powerhouse burst open countless cracks on the spot, and shattered into dross.

Xiao Yan grabbed Xu Cheng's head with his backhand and lifted him up.

"Cast a good baby in your next life—if you can have another life."

Say it.

He raised his foot and kicked Xu Cheng directly into the coffin.

At the same time, the coffin board that had been flying straight into the sky before also fell heavily.

Xu Cheng, the head of the Xu family, was sent into the coffin just like that.

In the dark and gloomy coffin, there was no sound at all.

"And you."

Xiao Yan's fierce gaze suddenly fell on a figure not far away who was dragging his embarrassed body and was about to flee.

He silently raised his right hand.

Another vortex appeared in the palm of his hand.

Wu Jun's embarrassing body appeared in front of Xiao Yan in the next moment.

He only saw Xiao Yan's right hand slapping him from top to bottom.

Wu Jun wanted to hide.

But for some reason, he knelt on the spot like a puppet, as if he couldn't move at all.

The biological instinct made him unable to resist at all.

Snapped!

Xiao Yan slapped Wu Jun directly on the side of his face.

It directly distorted his facial features, his face was slapped to a bloody mess, and he vomited blood.

"Yuzhang Academy, a decent family?"

Another palm.

Snapped!

Wu Jun's face and bones were cracked several times.

"Bullying mortals, bullying the weak?"

Another palm.

Snapped!

Wu Jun's head was slapped as if it was about to fall off his neck, and it was drooping on his shoulders at this moment. He could only breathe weakly, and his whole body turned into a bloody man.

"You are doing these shitty things under the banner of justice, you are not even as good as the lowest demon cultivator of Wan Mo Li Yuan!"

Still a palm.

When this palm fell, Wu Jun circulated the true energy in his body with great difficulty, and let out a loud shout.

"What are you doing in a daze?! Come and save me!"

The voice did not fall.

Snapped!

Xiao Yan forcibly smashed Wu Jun's soul into pieces, smashed to pieces and annihilated.

"The most important thing is that you dare to attack him, no one can save you today!"

Xiao Yan's palm suddenly exerted force, and he felt extremely annoyed and slapped it out.

The power of this palm is completely different from any previous palm.

The majestic and vast zhenqi spewed out, and Xiao Yan's palm fell, directly smashing Wu Jun's body into a blood mist, crushing the body of the king-level power to pieces with brutal force!

The dean of Yuzhang Academy died without a whole body.

……

In an instant.

Everyone fell silent.

No one dared to speak, and even many monks of Yuzhang Academy forgot to breathe.

They just stared blankly, at the cloud of blood, at the fall of the heavenly king who was supposed to be aloof.

Just so dead.

The dean of the dignified Yuzhang Academy, the dignified head of the Xu family.

A heavenly king-level power, and a power to cross the tribulation realm.

It simply disappeared.

As for Wu Jun's last call for help...

save him?

Who dares to save him?

They couldn't even move, how could they have the ability and courage to save him?

Xiao Yan's cold eyes swept across the audience, he was too lazy to deal with other wastes: "Get lost, you don't even have the right to die at my hands."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a second.

When he regained his senses, what followed was maddening joy.

The ecstasy of crawling out of hell.

They ran away like crazy, afraid that the devil surnamed Xiao would change his mind in a second at night.

finally.

In just a few moments, only Chen Anning and the others remained in this huge secret territory.

Chen Anning stared blankly at all this, and it took a while to react.

violence.

Too violent.

Chen Anning gulped down her saliva, suddenly she was a little afraid of Xiao Yan.

Looking at Xiao Yan's back, he didn't know what to say.