Zhou Yan's eyes were extremely cold and he said calmly.
What he just performed was the martial arts "Taixu Sutra" recorded in the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Technique, which was extremely powerful.
This kind of martial arts, made from ancient true fire into a spiritual treasure, can explode with energy that destroys the heaven and the earth, enough to kill a saint.
Zhou Yan originally wanted to use this martial skill against the elders of the Holy Sect and the big shot of the Holy Sect, but now he was forced to use it by these ants. This is no wonder for him.
"Arrogant! Let's see how long you can be arrogant!"
"Do it! Kill him and seize his imperial artifact!"
The crowd roared and rushed towards Zhou Yan crazily.
In an instant, more than a dozen martial arts masters rushed towards Zhou Yan at the same time, and all kinds of attacks came overwhelmingly.
Although these martial arts masters were all low-level martial masters, their advantage was that they were huge in number and densely packed, one after another, not giving Zhou Yan any chance to breathe.
"Ah......"
Zhou Yan shook his head and sneered, with a trace of sarcasm emerging from the corner of his mouth: "Since you insist on seeking death, then don't blame me for destroying flowers with my ruthless hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan stepped on the dragon steps in all directions. He was as fast as lightning and avoided all attacks in an instant. He came to one of the martial arts masters and raised his hand to fight.
Pa~
A slap hit the martial artist's face hard, and he flew away immediately. Half of his head collapsed, bleeding from seven holes, and he died tragically on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan turned into an afterimage again and shuttled among the crowd, taking away a life with every punch.
In the blink of an eye, three minutes later, Zhou Yan was standing on the same spot, his clothes stained with large amounts of blood, his face still calm and unscathed.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, all of them dead.
"hiss...."
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Chen Family Imperial Palace took a deep breath and felt their scalps numb.
They never expected that this young man would be so ferocious. He didn't even pay attention to the emperor's artifact, and killed more than a dozen of their elite disciples in the blink of an eye. This strength was simply shocking.
"escape!"
The remaining disciples in Chen's Imperial Palace ran away one after another and scattered in all directions.
"snort!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, stepped forward, reached peak speed, caught up with two martial arts disciples from the Chen Family Imperial Palace, and struck out with a palm.
Bang! Bang!
The heads of the two warriors exploded immediately, blood sprayed out, and they fell to the ground, dying.
All of this happened in the light of calcium carbide fire. By the time the other disciples reacted, they had already suffered heavy losses and only a few were left.
"Damn it!"
"How did we provoke this evil star?"
"This is an imperial-level artifact, and it has such terrifying combat power. How can we fight against it?"
The remaining disciples were extremely panicked, trembling all over, and their hearts were filled with strong regret.
If they had known this, they would have stayed far away.
Now I'm fine, I've been kicked onto an iron plate, and I can't even save my life.
"I hate others betraying me the most. Since you have betrayed me, you must pay the price."
Zhou Yan looked indifferent and glanced at these people. Then he reached out and took out a black elixir from the space ring. This is the Yuan Ju Dan, which can improve people's cultivation.
"What is this? What do you want to do?" A young disciple was so frightened that he lost his mind.
Zhou Yan did not answer, and directly crushed the pill. Suddenly, a majestic and pure vitality spread out and merged into the young man's body, making him feel extremely comfortable. His cultivation level continued to rise, and he soon broke through to the martial arts level.
Second section of apprenticeship.
"Hahaha, I have a breakthrough!"
The young man was so excited that he quickly knelt down to Zhou Yan and said, "Master, please spare my life. I am willing to surrender to you and work as a cow and horse by your side."
Others also reacted and followed suit, kneeling on the ground, kowtow and begging for mercy.
They were deeply afraid that if they were one step slower, they would be killed by Zhou Yan.
After all, Zhou Yan is a being who dares to kill even martial arts masters, let alone them?
"Are you sure you want to surrender to me?"
Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
"Well, I am willing to surrender to you and be loyal to you forever."
These disciples nodded hurriedly, fearing that if they were a little late, their lives would be over.
"very good."
Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction.
Then, Zhou Yan curled his fingers and unleashed a blast of energy, cutting off a disciple's arm.
"Ah~~it hurts..."
The disciple held his broken arm and howled miserably, sweating profusely from the pain.
"What a waste!"
Zhou Yan scolded him coldly, then waved his hand, and a cloud of purple flames floated by. The disciple's entire right arm burned, and the intense burning pain made him unbearable.
"No, I was wrong, Master... have mercy on me..."
The disciple wailed and struggled desperately. His face was pale, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, his knees were bent, and he wanted to kneel to the ground.
However, the purple flames became more and more powerful and burned fiercely, making this disciple unable to resist. He could only scream miserably and wail non-stop, in great pain.
This torture lasted for five minutes.
This disciple completely collapsed, his whole body was soaked, and he sat limply on the ground, trembling all over, with deep fear in his eyes.
"Now, tell me, who sent you here?" Zhou Yan shouted coldly.
His eyes were fierce, staring at this disciple, making him feel cold all over.
"Yes...it's Her Royal Highness the Princess."
The disciple gritted his teeth and said.
"It is indeed her!"
Zhou Yan's eyes flashed fiercely and he spoke word by word.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess's strength is terrifying. If she were to come in person, she would definitely be able to suppress you..." the disciple continued.
"Shut up! What I want to know is detailed information." Zhou Yan shouted in a deep voice.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess, she is..."
The disciple hesitated for a moment and decided to explain.
However, before he finished speaking, he was bombarded by Zhou Yan's thunder, and his body exploded and turned into a pile of flesh.
"So much nonsense!"
Zhou Yan shook his head. These ordinary disciples had no right to know his affairs, and he didn't bother to explain.
Later, Zhou Yan found some gold and silver treasures.
The gold and silver treasures here are all the wealth accumulated by the Chen family over the generations. They are extremely valuable, and Zhou Yan took them away without politeness.
"Huh? What is this?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed, and he found a strange jade talisman on the ground, with complex inscriptions carved on the surface.
Zhou Yan picked it up and looked at it carefully.
"This seems to be a communication talisman?"
Zhou Yan muttered to himself.
The communication talisman is a rune made from the bones of spiritual beasts. It can communicate with other spiritual beasts and even fight with each other.
"Interesting, it's actually a messenger talisman. It seems that there are many secrets hidden in the Chen family and the palace." Zhou Yan's eyes flashed slightly.
Messaging talismans are extremely precious and difficult to buy on the market, unless they are specially made by some forces, but this obviously does not belong to the palace.
"Forget it, let's leave here first to avoid a long night of dreams."