This corpse was originally an ordinary human being, but at this time, his aura suddenly soared to the top, and his whole body exuded a monstrous evil spirit.
"Jiejiejie, finally resurrected..."
The middle-aged man let out a weird laugh: "This body is barely qualified."
As soon as he finished speaking, his arms shook, his body rose into the sky, turned into a bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the distance instantly.
"Huh? This guy seems a little weird."
Zhou Yan frowned, but did not relax his vigilance and continued to search for traces of the enemy.
After a while, he stopped on the roof of a building, looking into the distance with cold eyes, and his consciousness spread, covering hundreds of meters.
"Huh? This guy seems to have run away."
Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "He actually ran away..."
His eyes were locked in a certain direction, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Since you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust."
After the words fell, Zhou Yan turned into a stream of light and flew away in that direction.
…
In a hidden grotto.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spat out.
The knee of the burly man's right leg was suddenly broken, dripping with blood, which was shocking.
"Damn you little bastard!"
In his eyes, there was a strong light of hatred.
"If you hadn't made a sneak attack, how could I have been defeated by you?"
He gritted his teeth.
Although he didn't know the young man's name, he could guess just from the sword in his hand that the young man must be related to Zhou Yan.
"Huh, you just relied on the treasure to hurt me."
The burly man snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand, took out a bottle of potion, and smeared it on his knees.
In an instant, his broken right leg healed quickly.
"When I go back, I will cut you into pieces!"
A cold light flashed in the burly man's eyes.
"Whoosh——"
Suddenly, a sharp sword light roared over, bringing with it a sharp whistle.
"who?"
The burly man was taken aback and quickly ducked to the side.
Bang!
The next moment, the sword light struck the ground heavily, creating a deep pit and filled with smoke and dust.
"Who are you?"
The burly man raised his head and looked ahead.
In front of him, a thin boy with a childish face appeared, holding a long sword in his hand, with a cold expression and a solemn expression.
"Zhou Yan!"
Hearing this familiar name, the burly man's expression suddenly changed, "It's really you."
This burly man, named Zhao Yunxiao, is a core disciple of the Tianmo Sect.
In the early years, he fought with Zhou Yan, and was severely wounded by Zhou Yan twice, and almost died.
"Zhou Yan, you are so brave, you actually dare to break into the main altar of our Heavenly Demon Sect. Today, I will clean up the door for Master."
Zhao Yunxiao roared angrily, his skin turned black and red, and dense rune marks appeared on the surface of his body.
These rune marks seemed to contain terrifying pressure, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.
This is a secret technique taught by the Tianmo Sect. After practicing it to a high level, all the acupoints in the body will be activated, giving it terrifying power.
"Haha, I don't need you to do anything for me. I will accept your life."
Zhou Yan smiled coldly, stamped his feet on the ground, and shot out like an arrow.
Boom~
He raised his long sword, and wisps of thunder flashed, like a rising sun, carrying extremely bright lightning, and struck down fiercely.
Zhao Yunxiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately retreated. At the same time, he squeezed the secret technique with both hands, and a vast amount of spiritual power condensed into his hand, condensing into a black-red blade.
"go to hell!"
He shouted loudly, swung the black-red blade, and bravely faced Zhou Yan's violent sword energy.
A "clang" sound was heard, and Zhou Yan took a dozen steps back. However, this was just a casual strike from Zhou Yan, and he did not use all his strength.
"As expected of the core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, an attack of this level cannot do anything to him."
Zhou Yan sighed secretly, thinking a little in his heart.
"Zhou Yan, kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe I can consider letting you live, hahahaha..."
Zhao Yunxiao laughed wildly and defeated Zhou Yan with one move, doubling his confidence.
"You're dreaming!"
Zhou Yan's face was stern, showing no fear at all. The long sword in his hand swept out, and a dazzling sword energy erupted, instantly covering the entire palace.
Buzz——
A strange wave rippled from Zhou Yan's body, sweeping in all directions like ripples.
Puff puff puff~~
The next moment, the protective Gang Yuan on Zhao Yunxiao's body actually shattered inch by inch, turned into a puff of smoke, and dissipated.
Immediately, Zhou Yan flipped his wrist and pointed his sword directly at Zhao Yunxiao's neck.
"What?"
Zhao Yunxiao's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"What kind of move is this? It can't even block my body-protecting Gang Yuan..."
Zhao Yunxiao's heart beat violently.
"Could it be that he has reached the peak of the demi-god realm and has half-stepped into the realm of gods?"
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yunxiao's forehead, and his heart was filled with regret.
He never thought that a mere ant in the divine realm could grow so fast and surpass himself in just a few months.
"Now, do you still want to kill me?"
Zhou Yan stared at Zhao Yunxiao, and his cold voice slowly came out.
Zhao Yunxiao's face was pale, his throat was dry, and he had difficulty swallowing his saliva.
The reality is too cruel.
At this moment, he completely admitted defeat and smiled bitterly: "I don't dare, I don't deserve it..."
Zhou Yan put away his sword, turned around and walked out of the stone room.
"Zhou Yan..."
Zhao Yunxiao stared blankly at his leaving figure, suddenly feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
…
After leaving the ancient tomb, Zhou Yan, Diao Chan and others were on their way to the northern part of the wilderness.
They were attacked by the ancient family in the ancient tomb. Zhou Yan would not let them go. He decided to attack the family himself to see how courageous they were.
At this moment, the family's guards were already waiting for the arrival of Zhou Yan and others.
"Boy, you actually dare to come and die!"
An old man in green clothes stood at the front of the team, staring at Zhou Yan sadly, "You should know that our Wang family is a vassal of Tianlan County Prince's Palace. Now, the Second Young Master of the County Prince's Palace is here. I
I advise you to just go ahead and capture him, so as not to suffer any physical pain."
The old man was wearing a blue robe with the word "王" embroidered on his chest, indicating that he was from the Wang family.
"It turns out that he is from the Tianlan County Prince's Palace. No wonder he is so confident."
Zhou Yan suddenly realized.
The Prince of Tianlan County has a very high status in the Great Xia Dynasty. Even if he is a first-rank Wuhou, he must be polite to him when he meets him.
It is said that the ancestor of Tianlan County Prince's Mansion was a powerful warrior. He was sitting in Tianlan County and frightened all directions. His power was overwhelming. In the Great Xia Dynasty, no one except His Majesty the Emperor dared to offend him.