This corpse was originally an ordinary human, but at this time, his breath suddenly soared to the top, and his whole body emitted a huge evil aura.

"Hehehehehehehehehe, finally resurrected..."

The middle-aged man laughed strangely: "This body is barely qualified."

As soon as he finished speaking, his arms trembled, his body soared into the sky, turned into a bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

"Hmm? This guy seems a bit weird."

Zhou Yan frowned, did not relax his vigilance, and continued to search for the enemy's traces.

After a moment, he stayed on the roof of a building, looking indifferently into the distance, his spiritual sense spreading, covering hundreds of meters.

"Huh? This guy seems to have run away."

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself, "I actually ran away..."

His eyes locked in a certain direction, and a faint curve was drawn from the corner of his mouth, "Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous."

After the words came to an end, Zhou Yan turned into a stream of light and flew towards that direction.

...

In a hidden grotto.

puff!

He vomited blood.

The burly man's right knee was broken, and his blood was terrifying.

"Damn little boy!"

A strong light of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"If you hadn't been to your sneak attack, how could I have been defeated by you?"

He gritted his teeth.

Although he didn't know what the boy was called, he guessed just by the sword in his hand that the boy must have something to do with Zhou Yan.

"Hmph, you just relied on the benefits of the treasure to hurt me."

The burly man snorted coldly, and he reached out and grabbed it, took out a bottle of potion and applied it to his knees.

In an instant, his broken right leg healed quickly.

"After I go back, I will definitely tear you into pieces!"

A cold light flashed in the burly man's eyes.

"Swoosh--"

Suddenly, a sharp sword light roared, bringing a sharp roar.

"who?"

The burly man was shocked and hurriedly hurriedly avoided.

Bang!

The next moment, the sword light slashed heavily on the ground, and suddenly a deep pit was smashed, filled with smoke and dust.

"Who are you?"

The burly man raised his head and looked ahead.

In front of him, a thin and tender boy appeared, holding a long sword in his hand, with a cold expression and a solemn face.

"Zhou Yan!"

Hearing this familiar name, the burly man's eyes changed, "It's you."

This burly man, named Zhao Yunxiao, is a core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

In the early years, he had fought with Zhou Yan, but was severely injured by Zhou Yan twice and almost died.

"Zhou Yan, you are so brave. You dare to break into the main hall of my Heavenly Demon Sect. Today, I will clear the portal for Master."

Zhao Yunxiao roared angrily, a black and red color appeared on his skin, and dense rune marks appeared on the surface of his body.

These rune marks seem to contain terrifying pressure, which reduces the temperature around them much.

This is a secret technique taught by the Heavenly Demon Sect. After practicing to a high level, all the acupoints in the body are activated and have terrifying power.

"Haha, I don't need you to do it for you. I've taken your life."

Zhou Yan smiled coldly, stepped on the ground, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

Boom ~

He raised his long sword, and wisps of thunder shone, like a rising sun, carrying an extremely dazzling light of lightning, slashing down fiercely.

Zhao Yunxiao's pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately retreated. At the same time, he pinched his hands and used the secret technique. A vast stream of spiritual power condensed and gathered in his hands, condensing a black and red blade.

"Go to die!"

He shouted loudly, waved the black and red blade, and bravely met Zhou Yan's violent sword energy.

A "clang" sounded like a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Zhou Yan's steps took more than ten steps in a row, but this was just a random attack from Zhou Yan and did not use all his strength.

"I am worthy of being a core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect. At this level of attack, I can't do anything to him."

Zhou Yan sighed inwardly, pondering a little in his heart.

"Zhou Yan, kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe I can consider letting you go, hahahaha..."

Zhao Yunxiao burst into laughter and defeated Zhou Yan with one move, which made him feel more confident.

"You dream!"

Zhou Yan's face was cold and there was no fear at all. The long sword in his hand swept out, bursting out a dazzling sword energy, instantly covering the entire palace.

Buzz —

A strange wave rippled from Zhou Yan's body, sweeping across the world like ripples.

Puff puff puff ~~

The next moment, Zhao Yunxiao's body's protective Gangyuan collapsed inch by inch, turning into a canopy of smoke and dissipated.

Immediately, Zhou Yan flipped his wrist and pointed his sword straight at Zhao Yunxiao's neck.

"What?"

Zhao Yunxiao widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"What kind of move is this? Even my body protection Gangyuan can't stop it..."

Zhao Yunxiao's heart started beating violently.

"Can he have already practiced to the peak of the Demigod Realm and has stepped into the realm of a god with half his feet?"

A cold sweat broke out from Zhao Yunxiao's forehead and his heart was filled with regret.

He never expected that an ant in the divine realm would grow so fast that he surpassed himself in just a few months.

"Now, do you still want to kill me?"

Zhou Yan stared at Zhao Yunxiao, and the cold voice slowly passed.

Zhao Yunxiao's face was pale, his throat was dry, and he swallowed his saliva hard.

The reality is too cruel.

At this moment, he completely gave in and smiled bitterly: "I dare not, I am not worthy..."

Zhou Yan put away his long sword, turned around and walked out of the stone chamber.

"Zhou Yan..."

Zhao Yunxiao stared at his left back blankly, and suddenly felt like he had a life of surviving the disaster.

...

After leaving the ancient tomb, Zhou Yan, Diao Chan and others were embarking on the road to the north of the Great Wilderness.

They were attacked by the ancient family in the ancient tomb, and Zhou Yan would not let them go. He decided to attack the family himself and see how brave they had.

At this moment, the family's guards were already waiting for Zhou Yan and others to arrive.

"Boy, you really dare to die!"

An old man in green stood at the front of the team and stared at Zhou Yan sinisterly, "You should know that our Wang clan is a vassal of the Tianlan County Prince's Mansion. Now, the second son of the County Prince's Mansion is here. I advise you to surrender and avoid suffering from flesh and blood."

The old man was wearing a blue robe and had the word "king" embroidered on his chest, indicating that he was from the Wang clan.

"It turns out that it is from the Prince's Mansion of Tianlan County, no wonder he is fearless."

Zhou Yan suddenly realized.

The Tianlan County Prince's Mansion has a very high status in the Daxia Dynasty. Even a first-rank Wuhou must give in to him when he sees him.
Chapter completed!