Chapter 1384

Xiahou Yan obviously broke up and did not intend to be polite to Fuyun Sword Sect and Lin Yun.

On the road before, Lin Yun asked him to apologize, which had already touched his bottom line.

He really thought he was a character, but in front of everyone, he asked him Xiahou Yan to apologize to the other party.

So what about the top of the Tianlu list?

But it was only a year since Kunlun. When Xiahou Yan became famous, the other party was not even considered ant in his eyes.

Not to mention the ancient realm of the desert, even in the entire Eastern Wilderness, not many people dare to underestimate him among their peers.

If you persuade him to persuade him with kind words, don’t blame him for being rude.

Gongsun Yan mustered up the courage and said, "Xiahou Yan, you are also a leader in the swordsmanship of the younger generation of the ancient world, so don't you feel any shame?"

"What are you?"

A mockery flashed in Xiahou Yan's eyes and said coldly: "Others don't know your background, but I don't know yet? You are just a bastard from Tianjue City. You are cheating in the ancient domain and claiming to be the descendant of the Sword Emperor lineage. I feel disgusted when I look at you."

"you!"

Gongsun Yan's face turned green in an instant. He hated people the most about his birth in his life.

Especially the word "mixed" is his weakness and the thing he is the least willing to face.

"You're looking for death!"

Gongsun Yan immediately left, blushed and killed Xiahou Yan at all costs.

"careful!"

Zhao Yan's face changed slightly. He wanted to reach out to stop him, but he couldn't have time at all.

In the blink of an eye, Gongsun Yan rushed to Xiahou Yan, and an extremely dazzling sword light burst out from his body.

A stream of sharp sword force bloomed on him. This was the Haotian Sword Art given to him by the Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng. When he practiced to the depths, he could extract many innate holy auras at the realm of the divine pill.

It is a very impressive ghost-level martial art. Even if he is just starting out, he has already shown amazing strength.

"What a fast speed!"

The four brothers of the Huang family who were with the two major families all flashed in their eyes. The people of the Fuyun Sword Sect seemed to be not weak.

But something strange happened. Xiahou Yan had no expression on his face and he stretched out a hand directly.

boom!

The moment the hand was stretched out, it instantly turned into a day, covering Gongsun Yan's head. In an instant, the sword light that was comparable to the sun on Gongsun Yan's body was immediately overshadowed, as if the flame was extinguished by cold water, and seemed extremely shocked.

The rest of the people seemed quite surprised. Xiahou Yan was too strong.

The four brothers of the Huang family looked at each other and saw a hint of shock from each other's eyes.

I did not choose the wrong choice when I worked with this person.

The boss of the Huang family flickered his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"this……"

Gongsun Yan was extremely shocked. He found that the sword he had stabbed out was clearly cold and bright, but it was soft and weak in front of the other side.

Bang!

Before he could react, Xiahou Yan slapped him to the ground with a slap.

thump!

Gongsun Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, looked extremely humiliated and was full of anger, but it was useless.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, the nature of a hybrid has not changed, but his courage has really grown."

Xiahou Yan looked at Gongsun Yan with contempt, his eyes full of mockery and disgust. He was the innate sword body and the innate sword heart. He was shrouded in light as soon as he was born, and was sought after. He was even more arrogant in his heart.

It was a disgusting thing from the bottom of his heart to Gongsun Yan. The origin alone made him feel extremely disgusted.

"Xiahou Yan! If you have sex, kill me, otherwise I will definitely return it a hundred times today!"

Xiahou Yan roared with red eyes and gritted her teeth.

"Kill you?"

Xiahou Yan said coldly: "I feel dirty when I slap you in the face. Do you have this honor to kill a useless person like you? I, Xiahou Yan, will never kill the nameless person under the sword! In my eyes, you are not even as good as a dog, so I need to kill you?"

Bang!

After saying that, he kicked Gongsun Yan directly in the chest, and only a burst sounded.

Gongsun Yan spit out blood, his whole chest was kicked to the point of being sunken, and he let out a very desolate scream.

The painful facial features were distorted. The miserable situation made Ye Ziling and others feel cold on their backs, and they are also furious.

Huh!

Zhao Yan flashed and held Gongsun Yan in his arms, and found that he fainted from pain.

But even so, his fists were still clenched, and his face was filled with unwillingness and pain.

"Xiahou Yan, remember what you said today."

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, and his dull eyes flashed with an unprecedented cold light.

"You think so much. None of you can leave today!" Xiahou Yan waved coldly with a blank expression on his face.

Ye Ziling said decisively: "Everyone go separately!"

The strength of both sides is not at the same level at all. There is no result in fighting with the other party. Ye Ziling is very unwilling to accept it, but she still made the most correct decision.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

In the deep forest, the people of the Fuyun Sword Sect each unfolded their body movements and ran towards different directions.

Xiahou Yan was about to instruct people from the two major families to chase after him, Huang Yancheng, the eldest of the four brothers of the Huang family, smiled and said, "Brother Xiahou, why not give this little thing to us brothers. There is no need to go through a lot of trouble, and I will give it to my fourth family. This group of people will come back on their own initiative."

"oh?"

Xiahou Yan said calmly.

Huang Yancheng smiled, looked at a young man in black robe among the four, and said, "Fourth, please open your eyes to Brother Xiahou."

The man in black robe stood up and smiled gloomyly, "It's just a trivial matter. Brother Xiahou is waiting here, so we don't have to move either."

The leader of the two saint families had strange colors flashing in his eyes, and his face was full of suspicion.

The people of the Fuyun Sword Sect are not weak, especially Zhao Yan and Ye Ziling. No one of them is the opponent of these two, except Xiahou Yan.

Isn't this Huang family a little too arrogant?

It’s still a Holy Ancient Family, so what other trump cards can’t be achieved?

The young man in black robe smiled and did not explain much, and took out a strange-shaped bone flute from the storage bag.

He put it to his mouth and blew it. The next moment, there was an extremely gloomy and harsh sound, and whimpering, like a ghost crying and howling, which made people desperate.

At first, everyone was puzzled.

Not long after, terrifying beast roars sounded in the deep forest, and the sounds came one after another, as if they were all deviled.

Rumble!

The whole earth trembled, as if the end of the world was coming, and many monsters were directly controlled by them.

"Saint Xuan Master."

Bai Zhanli's eyes flashed with fear and said in a low voice.

It seems that before, he controlled the two overlord-level monsters with this method.

The few people originally planned to trap Lin Yun and others, and wait for the other party to be exhausted to kill them before they waited for the rabbit.

But unexpectedly, Lin Yun took the monster alone and sent Ye Ziling and others out first.

"This kid is so evil..." Xiahou Yun muttered, feeling a lot of uncomfortable aura on the man in the black robe.

Xiahou Yan's face did not change, but a little turbulent appeared in his heart.

For the king-level monster, the fourth brother of the Huang family seemed to be able to guide and could not fully control it.

But with the blessing of this bone flute, the monsters of other levels seemed to have been fully controlled. Listening to the sounds one after another, the number of monsters controlled was nearly an exaggerated number of about one hundred.

"How about it, my brother is okay?"

Huang Yancheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiahou Yan and said with a smile.

"The holy sound enters the soul, it's really not easy."

Xiahou Yan looked at the young man in black robe and said in a profound way.

A look of arrogant flashed in Huang Yancheng's eyes and he smiled casually: "It's just a small path, compared with the Shenxiao sword intent of the Xiahou brothers, it's not worth mentioning."

Xiahou Yan did not comment and did not speak.

"With you and I join forces, the treasures in the Barren Mountain Sword Tomb must be easy to capture!" Huang Yancheng said with a smile. He paused and continued: "As for these people, at most, they will have to come back one by one in half an hour. Let Brother Xiahou deal with it, just my meeting ceremony at that time."
To be continued...