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"go!"

The blood-robed man's face sank like water, and he was terrified, turned his head and ran out.

The two middle-aged people in Rushan also gritted their teeth, they had no choice but to turn around and leave, not even caring about the few people who were fighting the little black donkey in the distance.

Coming here with a turbulent momentum, it ended up like this!

What a shame!

"Sleepy array! Get up!"

Seeing this, the little black donkey giggled strangely, and immediately withdrew from the battle circle, took out the compass and fiddled with it a few times.

In an instant, outside Duke Qing's mansion, a light curtain appeared again, like an upside-down bowl, directly enveloping everyone.

After a few muffled sounds, the three blood-robed men were directly bounced back.

"boom!"

Zhou Yan swung Liu Tianxing like a hammer, and hit the blood-robed man directly on the body, smashing him to the ground on the spot, sinking deeply into it.

"Damn it! I surrender! Don't do anything! I surrender!"

Liu Tianxing's face was covered with blood, he yelled loudly, his eyes were full of fear.

How could Duke Qing be a monk?

It's clearly a beast!

Only after close contact did he realize how terrifying the opponent's physical strength was.

"Surrender? I don't need it!"

Zhou Yan's expression was indifferent, and he acted like tearing up devils on the spot.

With a sound of tearing, Liu Tianxing's already damaged body was directly torn apart.

Yuanying fled, but was caught by Zhou Yan, held tightly in his hand, and threw it into the storage bag.

The hero of a generation of Great Yan, just fell.

If there is no large-scale formation to suppress the cultivation base, together with others, it is impossible to kill Zhou Yan.

But the large-scale formation suppresses the cultivation base, and the strength that can be displayed is less than one in ten.

With a big move by Zhou Yan, all nine flying swords killed the remaining two middle-aged Rushans.

And when he stomped on the ground, the entire Duke Qing's mansion collapsed, the ground fell, and groundwater gushed out wildly.

The blood-robed middle-aged man was forced out in a state of embarrassment.

Zhou Yan's body was like a thunderbolt, and he knocked him to the ground with a punch. Blood spurted from the latter's mouth, and his flesh was cracked.

"There are still ten breaths, you can't hold it!"

Zhou Yan grinned grimly.

"The Art of the Great Dragon!"

The middle-aged man in the blood robe looked terrified, and immediately made a tactic.

The cultivation surged wildly, and a golden dragon the size of a mountain formed, which bit Zhou Yan fiercely.

"boom!"

Zhou Yan was fearless, his black hair fluttered, his whole body was thunderous, and he smashed the golden dragon into powder with one punch.

"Crack!"

Then he swung dozens of punches in succession, enough to shatter a huge mountain.

The body shield of the middle-aged man in the blood robe was smashed, his chest was pierced by fists, and his head was also blasted into dregs by several fists, and blood flowed wildly.

"Duke Qing! Do you want to fight to the death with the four top officials?!"

The middle-aged Nascent Soul in the blood robe fled a hundred meters away, no longer arrogance, and roared in terror.

Today, Zhou Yan killed too many people!

It was enough to make the four top officials hurt their muscles.

Zhou Yan stretched out his big hand, and his endless cultivation base oscillated, gathered into a big hand that reached the sky, and firmly grasped Yuan Ying, unable to move.

"The fish died and the net was broken? Are you too stupid? You have killed them all to my house, and you still say that the fish is dead and the net is broken?"

"Just wait! Your master will be reunited with you in a short time! The whole family must be tidy!"

Zhou Yan sneered, sealed it directly, and threw it into the storage bag.

"There are still five breaths!"

Zhou Yan turned his head and looked to the other side. Nine Dao Feijian and the two Nascent Souls had a fierce confrontation in the late stage, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

"Damn!"

The middle-aged Ru Shan saw that all the members of the Privy Council were dead, his expression was ugly and his eyes were frightened.

"boom!"

In the next second, the late Nascent Soul beside him was punched to pieces by Zhou Yan who suddenly appeared, and the Nascent Soul was tightly grasped.

"Two breaths left!"

Zhou Yan stood in emptiness, his whole body was covered with blood, and he looked indifferently at the middle-aged man in Confucian shirt.

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt had a pale complexion, standing there alone, his head was cold from head to toe, his eyes were full of despair.

"Thirty Nascent Souls came here today just to fight and compete with each other. I never thought that I would die in your hands."

The middle-aged man in Rushan smiled miserably, his expression extremely ashamed.

He has ruled the world for hundreds of years, and he can be regarded as a hero, but now he is about to fall in the little Duke Qing's mansion.

It's ridiculous.

"boom!"

Zhou Yan stepped forward, the void exploded, the complexion of the middle-aged man in Rushan changed drastically, and he suddenly took a big tripod.

"Crack!"

Zhou Yan kicked the magic weapon to pieces, and the middle-aged head in Confucian shirt was crushed into scum.

"Zhou Yan, you have exposed too much today. After the news spreads, there will be shocks in all directions. Those in the chief assistant will list you as the number one enemy!"

"Soon, you will come down to accompany me!"

The middle-aged Nascent Soul in Confucian shirt laughed ferociously.

With a blank expression on his face, Zhou Yan grabbed it and sealed it.

He turned his head to look at the other side, the little black donkey was fully fired, and he used the supreme boxing technique to beat the six Nascent Souls.

In a short time, they killed them one by one and captured the Nascent Soul.

"Fight with this beast? A few trash."

The little black donkey spat triumphantly, then curled his lips in disdain.

"Boy, you..."

The little black donkey turned his head proudly, and was about to show off to Zhou Yan, but he saw blood everywhere, and the dust had already settled here.

It turned its donkey face across and saw Zhou Yan's indifferent gaze, and shivered violently.

"Master, hello, do you need a massage?"

The little black donkey squeezed out a smile and said with a grin.

It cursed inwardly.

motherfucker.

This guy was too fierce, and the four Nascent Souls were all killed in the later stage.

No matter how weakened they are, they are also masters in the later stage, but after a few clicks, they are all gone.

"This guy is the perfect golden elixir, what a god! You must never be an enemy of this guy in the future."

The little black donkey secretly warned himself.

It has seen perverted ones, but it has never seen such perverted ones.

As for Ji Luoli, who was in the distance, she had been staring blankly for a long time, and she looked at Zhou Yan with a look of admiration.

Zhou Yan who didn't speak.

Charming.

"If he rises up, the big man will have no worries, and he will be able to dominate in the fairy world."

Ji Shiyao in the sky stared at Zhou Yan with a solemn expression, and felt inexplicably happy.

Suddenly, she frowned.

Zhou Yan's face also darkened, his eyes were cold.

But in the distance, three blood-colored figures approached, their aura was terrific, their eyes were blood-red like magic stars.

"Tear!"

Three blood-colored figures forcibly tore open the barrier covering Duke Qing's mansion, and stepped in.

"Yuanying Dzogchen?! Damn! Old Zhou, let's run."

The little black donkey barked immediately and quickly hid behind Zhou Yan.

The Nascent Soul Dzogchen is very different from the late Nascent Soul, even if it is arranging formations, it cannot be suppressed.

This is a ruthless character who has reached the limit of Yuanying's cultivation, spells, and magic weapon power.

There are many Nascent Soul stages throughout the Han Dynasty, but the Nascent Soul Dzogchen is extremely rare.

On the surface, less than ten!

King Pingnan has been suffering for a hundred years, but he can't get the point, so he can only be assisted by the magic spirit and heavenly medicine, which shows how difficult it is to promote Dzogchen.

"It's not the real Dzogchen. They were forcibly promoted. There are traces of forbidden secrets on them, and such forbidden secrets don't seem to be possessed by big men."

"Probably the guy from the holy pilgrimage."

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins. I think it should be the people of the three emperors."

"I said these three old guys, so few people came, so the hole card is here."

Zhou Yan frowned, the aura of the three of them was completely different from that of the big man.

Seeing Zhou Yan, the three blood-colored figures suddenly paused, a little surprised, and looked around.

"You didn't die? Where did those thirty people go?"

……

(Third update at night.)

Chapter 76 Zhou Yan died?Doubtful

The entire Duke Qing's mansion has been reduced to ruins at this moment, the ground has sunk, and there is a piece of scorched earth.

Except for Zhou Yan and the others, there were no other people around.

"died."

Zhou Yan's eyes were indifferent.

"died?!"

The three of them froze for a moment, their complexions immediately sank, their eyes fixed on Zhou Yan, with indescribable shock and horror.

More than 30 people!

All dead!

"How did you die?!"

One of them asked sharply, his eyes scarlet.