"Cough cough cough... you little beast, you actually attacked me."
The man in black roared angrily, his face twisted, his eyes red, staring at Zhou Yan like a wild beast.
He was a majestic martial artist, but he was unexpectedly attacked by a martial arts disciple, which made him extremely angry.
Suddenly, the man in black disappeared and appeared in front of Zhou Yan.
This time, he didn't stop at all. He stretched out his withered ghost claws, and with a ferocious aura, he fiercely grabbed Zhou Yan's head.
"cut!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were stern, and he advanced instead of retreating. He held the soul-cutting knife in his hand and slashed at him with one strike.
clang!
The sound of golden roar resounded, Zhou Yan's mouth went numb and he staggered back.
His steps were unsteady and he took a few steps back, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"This boy has such a strong body."
The man in black's face darkened, and his attack was unable to do anything to the opponent.
"Who are you? Why are you chasing me?"
Zhou Yan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the man in black.
"Huh, boy, you got yourself into trouble, and you dare to ask me who I am?"
The man in black snorted coldly, his eyes full of teasing.
"I've never met you, so how can I get into trouble?" Zhou Yan said with a frown.
During this period of time, he walked in Nanyang County and had no grudges at all except King Yama and Zhao Yunlong.
"Jiejie, you will understand after I kill you."
The man in black had a strange smile and a sinister tone, as if he was a demon seeking life.
"Boy, just accept your death."
The man in black's murderous intent surged and he killed Zhou Yan again.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me."
Zhou Yan hummed softly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he raised the soul-breaking knife in his hand and slashed it out.
Whoops!
This sword, carrying the overwhelming power of the sword, swept towards the man in black.
The sword roared, and wherever it passed, the air vibrated and made a crackling sound.
"Um?"
The man in black's expression changed, and he felt a murderous intent covering his whole body.
"court death!"
The man in black snorted coldly, swiped the green dagger in his hand, and cut through the void. A green blade roared out and clashed with the blade.
boom!
The swords and blades canceled each other out, and the blades collapsed into nothingness.
Kick, kick, kick!
Zhou Yan retreated violently, leaving a shallow pit under his footprints every time he took a step back.
"Hehe, boy, I advise you to just go ahead and capture me. It's impossible for you, a mere warrior, to defeat me."
The man in black laughed ferociously, swayed, and charged towards him again.
"You want me to surrender, dream!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were cold, his arms were trembling, and blood spit out from his mouth. He clutched the Soul-Destroying Knife tightly and fought with all his strength.
The blade danced, and Zhou Yan's steps were disordered. He had been hit many times and was dripping with blood.
"Damn, this kid really can withstand beatings."
The man in black had a look of embarrassment on his face. He used eight points of his skills in these attacks, but still couldn't defeat the opponent. It was simply embarrassing.
"In that case, don't blame me for destroying the flowers with my ruthless hands."
The man in black snorted coldly, turned his eyes and looked at the bed.
Suddenly, there were waves of fluctuations on the bed, and with ripples, black shadows emerged from it.
"Jiejie, kid, go to hell."
The man in black shouted coldly, put his palm into the bed, and took out a handful of jet-black poisonous needles.
In an instant, densely packed poisonous needles shot toward Zhou Yan, obscuring his vision.
"ah..."
Zhou Yan's complexion changed drastically, he screamed in fear, and hurriedly waved his knife to block it.
The sword's light was bright, like a silver snake dancing around, and it kept landing on the poisonous needles, knocking them all down.
However, the man in black had already fled far away, hiding in the distance, watching this scene with pity.
His face was slightly pale. The poisonous needle he had just used had consumed a lot of his energy.
"This guy is so cunning."
Zhou Yan let out a long breath, with a look of dejection on his face.
The strength of the man in black is unfathomable. Even if he fights to the death, he may not be able to defeat him.
What's more, he is now seriously injured. If he continues to fight, he will definitely suffer.
"Little beast, I advise you to give up resistance, I can save your life."
The man in black said indifferently: "Otherwise, you will definitely die."
"Don't even think about it."
Zhou Yan looked cold and refused without hesitation.
Although he is also afraid, once he gives in, he will surely become a prisoner. He is absolutely unwilling to accept such a result.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
The man in black was furious, glanced at Zhou Yan, showed a cruel expression, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, after I extract your memory, I will refine you into a zombie and stay with me forever."
"Zombies?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan was stunned, with a strong look of fear on his face.
Zombies are a term used by ancient practitioners. They specialize in sucking the essence of living creatures and devouring living souls. They are powerful and extremely evil.
"Hahaha, the more you know, the more painful your death will be."
The man in black raised his head and laughed wildly, his body moved, and he pounced on Zhou Yan again.
The swords and swords clashed endlessly with fierce and clanging sounds.
Zhou Yan's body was swaying, he was retreating steadily, and his expression became more and more embarrassing.
"Why isn't this kid dead?"
The man in black's face was ashen, his eyes were about to burst, and he was roaring in his heart.
He had tried his best, but still could not overwhelm Zhou Yan.
"This body can't hold on for long, so we have to withdraw first."
The man in black sighed and prepared to leave.
After all, he is not an orthodox warrior. He is good at hidden weapons and his melee fighting ability is very weak.
If it were normal times, he would be confident to suppress Zhou Yan.
It's a pity that he just used the secret skill, which caused a huge loss of energy and greatly reduced his strength.
"Want to leave!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan's sharp eyes caught the moment of the man in black, he suddenly jumped up, swung the soul-cutting knife, and struck to kill him.
The soul-cutting knife turned into a stream of light, tearing the air, and slashed towards the neck of the man in black.
"Damn boy!"
The man in black's expression changed drastically, he stepped into the void with both feet, and he soared into the air.
However, he was still half a beat too slow, and the Soul-Destroying Blade slashed down, slicing open the shoulder of the man in black. Blood spurted out, almost cutting him off at the waist.
The man in black howled miserably, covered his wound, and ran away quickly.
"Hmph, I will spare your life today, but you will definitely die another day."
The man in black snorted coldly, turned around and ran away.
"Where to escape!"
Zhou Yan yelled, made a mistake in his steps, and rushed away again. The soul-breaking knife in his hand danced, and the fierce wind of the knife roared, like raindrops, dense and dense, covering the man in black.
In an instant, swords flashed, blood spilled, and the figure of the man in black was revealed, and was forced out of his body by Zhou Yan.
Whoosh!
The man in black's eyes turned cold. As his sleeves and robes swung, dozens of poisonous needles shot out, blocking Zhou Yan's path.
The poisonous needle pierced the Soul-Destroying Knife, sparks flew everywhere, and Zhou Yan was shaken back.
"Boy, you can't escape this time. You will die."
The man in black smiled ferociously, with black smoke coming from his body, and he came towards me like a ghost.
These poisonous needles contain extremely poisonous substances and will kill an ordinary warrior immediately if they touch them.
However, when these poisonous needles approached Zhou Yan, they were all blocked by the soul-cutting knife in his hand.