The speed of the flying sword is naturally faster than Yan Ziyi's feet. Therefore, although Xu Yan's sword cannot stop the opponent's fist shadow from storming towards him, if the opponent dares to do everything, the flying sword will definitely penetrate the opponent's body.

Faced with Xu Yan's behavior of hurting the enemy by one thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred, Yan Ziyi cursed in his heart and chose to avoid it without hesitation. The reason was not only because he could not ensure that he could kill the other party with one punch, but more because he felt that he had no need to use this way of fighting for life.

Seeing Yan Ziyi stop moving forward at the last moment, Xu Yan's face still remained unchanged, because when he chose this method, he expected that the other party would choose to save his life at the critical moment of life and death.

Of course, this is not Yan Ziyi's fear of death, but that everyone will make such a choice when dealing with life. This is an instinct in itself, but Xu Yan makes this choice quietly become both absolute and mutual.

But for Yan Ziyi, he was either alive or died!

Yan Ziyi forced herself to stop sideways three meters away from Xu Yan. The Fuyao who flew back from a distance behind him naturally fell into nothing. However, without waiting for Xu Yan to hold it again, the junior brother who had been behind Yan Ziyi had completely approached Xu Yan without any obstacles.

A fist shadow carried the fierce wind and smashed it down at Xu Yan's forehead.

Xu Yan's eyes were as bright as torches, as if he had expected it. He saw the fist approaching, and at the last moment, his head tilted and avoided the fist very lightly. However, his head could avoid it, but his body did not leave the attack range of the fist. Therefore, this disciple of Chenyang Sect, named Zhang Chun, punched Xu Yan on his right shoulder.

A ‘bang’ sound!

The sound made a dull sound like a huge hammer beating a drum.

However, Zhang Chun felt that his fist was hit on the iron wall.

The huge pain made him loose his five fingers tightly clenched, but he did not stop at all. His face turned ruthless. The left hand that was ready to go changed from its original fist to a hand knife stance, and then slashed hard at the other party's neck. He didn't believe that when his hand knife burst out with all his strength, he could still be so safe and sound.

However, after Xu Yan took the opponent's punch, how could he repeatedly let the opponent criticize all the tide-like attacks on him?

It was also a palm with one hand, but Xu Yan's right hand was like a erect tree trunk, directly blocking the neck. After a moment, he blocked the knife that Zhang Chun slashed, and in the extremely incredible gaze of the other party, he bounced the huge force that the latter slashed into the other party's hands, and with his entire arm, he was knocked away.

Xu Yan blocked the opponent's two ultimate moves in an instant, and finally gave himself room to take the initiative.

So, a slender and clean palm pushed towards Zhang Chun's chest.

Xu Yan's movements seemed to be steady and slow, but they hit Zhang Chun's chest without any obstacles. Then, Zhang Chun's body was like a weightless scarecrow, and was directly blown backwards.

After falling to the ground, Zhang Chun looked at Xu Yan, who looked slightly pale not far away with extreme resentment, and immediately his throat sweetened and he couldn't help but spit out a scarlet red. He knew that he was completely finished. Although the injuries on his body were not fatal, the other party broke the three acupoints he had finally opened up.

Zhang Chun was so sad that he was forced to destroy the foundation of martial arts. In addition to being seriously injured, he was finally overwhelmed and completely fainted.

Yan Ziyi first glanced at Zhang Chun who was unconscious, and then looked at Xu Yan in front of him. When he found that he was staring at the other party's eyes, he felt like he was staring at the demon rock tiger in his heyday, and then he felt a trace of fear for no reason.

Zhang Chun fought against Xu Yan, and the whole process only took three moves, which took less than a breath. Then this junior brother of his sect, who was the same level as him, was defeated by the other party in an extremely direct close-fitting battle manner.

The whole process was very clean and neat.

At this moment, Yan Ziyi even felt inexplicably that he was more like a terrifying martial artist with unparalleled combat experience in martial arts, and even more so than the weird sword-controlling technique.

Yan Ziyi swallowed bitterly. He was a very cautious person. He was not sure and would never easily put himself in life and death. However, this genius disciple of the Lotus Sect had too rich combat experience. When he recalled now, he suddenly realized that the other party not only divided the combat plan of the four people at the first time, but also had a very scheming in the choice of attacks, such as avoiding himself first. Looking at the whole process, if the other party made any mistakes, it might be that the first sword he used was dodged by him, but in the subsequent choice of attacks, there was no doubt that the other party had achieved the goal he wanted.

Faced with such a monster, Yan Ziyi felt a sense of retreat. Although he brought the three junior brothers of the same sect who hunted spirit beasts this time, they were all outstanding inner disciples in the sect, but they were all quite good at reaching the third level before the age of 25, just by martial arts qualifications, but unfortunately, in this battle, only about ten breaths passed, and two of the four lost.

Feeling that he was in a difficult situation at this moment, Yan Ziyi was sweating all over his back, but he did not dare to show his fear, but pretended to be calm and said, "It seems that I have underestimated your strength. You are stronger than I thought, so strong that I am not sure to defeat you."

Xu Yan said lightly: "So what?"

In Yan Ziyi's heart, he had long wanted to get rid of the other party, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface. He gritted his teeth and said hard: "So I changed my mind temporarily and gave you a chance to make a new choice. Now you just need to give the demon rock tiger to us and I will let you go. How about it?"

When Xu Yan heard this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart and did not answer.

Seeing this, Yan Ziyi frowned slightly and said coldly: "Do you really think that for so long, I don't know that there is not much strength left in your body? Do you really want to fight with my Chenyang Sect to the death?"

Xu Yan raised Fu Yao, who had fallen back into his hand, aimed the tip of the sword at Yan Ziyi's chest, and said indifferently: "I'm really exhausted, you'll know if I'm really exhausted."

So Fu Yao in Xu Yan's hand flew away unreasonably again and stabbed Yan Ziyi.

Facing Xu Yan, who was only three feet apart, used the flying sword, Yan Ziyi was shocked. With such a short distance, he had no confidence in being able to completely avoid this strange flying sword. At this moment, he did not dare to retreat as a step forward to attack Xu Yan, because he had long lost the confidence to win in close combat.

Immediately, Yan Ziyi chose to dodge the flying sword while retreating quickly, and threatened, "Okay, Xu Yan, today's hatred, I remember my Chenyang Sect's grudge. You have hurt two inner disciples of Chenyang Sect this time. In the 'Hundred Mountains Spring Hunting' one month later, I want to see if your disciples of the Lotus Sect have the ability to survive."

Seeing Yan Ziyi, who had been away from him for only about ten breaths, Xu Yan was stunned for a moment. The speed of this person escaping was no slower than when he attacked. It was obviously not the first time he had made such a move. However, at this moment of life and death, the opponent could make such a decisive decision, and he might become a very difficult opponent in the future. However, Xu Yan did not have the strength to pursue him again.

Looking at the senior brother beside him who had just a little bit of minor injuries on his face and retreated without fighting, Xu Niu, who had helped Li Zifan stop the blood, didn't know what to say. At this time, among the four disciples of Chenyang Sect, he was still intact, but even Yan Ziyi dared to fight Xu Yan, who had just entered the third grade, and he didn't even need to try.

He glanced at Zhang Chun, who was still unconscious not far from Xu Yan, gritted his teeth and finally walked slowly towards Xu Yan.

Just about twenty feet away, Xu Niu walked on thin ice and was trembling because he didn't know if his "member of the village" would suddenly draw a sword at him. However, in the end he walked to Zhang Chun safely and then carried the other party on his back. However, just as he turned around and was about to leave, Xu Yan behind him finally said, "Xu Niu, this is the last time I have the love of this village. If I have this, I will kill you."

When Xu Niu heard this, he couldn't help but pause and said with a wry smile: "Xu Yan, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Don't worry, I, Xu Niu, will not be stupid enough to seek death."

Xu Yan's face was cold and he didn't say anything more. In the end, he allowed these four disciples of Chenyang Sect to gradually leave from this mountain forest and eventually disappear.

When the four of them completely left their perception, Xu Yan felt relieved, and then suddenly held his mouth with one hand. When he let go of his palm, he could still see a scarlet red in his palm.

Forcibly swallowing the blood that almost vomited blood, Xu Yan wiped the blood in his hand. This battle was actually much more serious than the results shown on the surface. As for the sword he took to Yan Ziyi at the last moment, it was completely a forceful way to fly with the sword at the point of exhaustion. But if it weren't for this sword, Yan Ziyi's nature would definitely not retreat so decisively. If he used this sword, he would be backfired.

Xu Yan shook his head helplessly and murmured: "This is probably what we call the so-called fish and bear's paws,"

After swallowing the blood in his mouth, Xu Yan felt a little better. He was far from thinking that it would be more misfortune to hunting once. Fortunately, he finally scared Yan Ziyi and others away with the power of a sword.

After all the current crisis was relieved, Xu Yan immediately sat cross-legged, began to heal his wounds, and at the same time he recovered the energy that had been consumed in his body. Yan Ziyi, who had already left in a mess, didn't know that at this moment, there was a book emitting an ancient aura floating in Xu Yan's purple palace, and this book was the martial arts he tried to get from the other party.

The book does not look thick, it only looks about ten pages, but under Xu Yan's control, the book slowly opened one of the pages.

On the first page, there are only four words, "Shake the earth" and "Seeing the sky".

However, this scripture, whose full name is "The Long Bible", is a martial arts practice created by the former "He". Even the sword ancestor "Huang" must be looked at by it, because this scripture makes the "Yan" who was once a martial arts practitioner only a slight difference from the true eternal life.

You should know that in the heavenly realm where they live, martial arts cultivators can only be described as "reckless man" compared to the sword cultivators after they achieved great success.
Chapter completed!