Warcraft Forest.

Lush, leafy ancient trees shade the sky, making the Warcraft Forest dark and damp all year round.

In the inner perimeter of the Warcraft Forest, a group of young disciples wearing white Taoist robes held sharp swords and proudly surrounded a fellow disciple of the same sect who was full of scars.

"Chu Yan, as long as you obediently hand over the Nether Sword, Senior Brother, I will spare you from dying!"

Even if he was surrounded by groups, even if he was covered with scars, and his pure white Dao robe was infected with blood, Chu Yan was still an iceberg face that had not changed for ten thousand years.

In the face of these people's persecution and shouting, Chu Yan didn't say a word, and directly drew his sword and attacked these people.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of the collision of swords, and the attacks of spiritual power are also constantly colliding together.

Countless attacks missed, blasting the surrounding towering trees, flowers and trees into ruins and dust.

During the battle, Chu Yan was silent with a cold face throughout the whole process, even if his body was drenched in blood, he still waved his sword expressionlessly and emitted countless sword qi.

In the face of the swords and attacks that kept falling on him, he kept a cold face, and he didn't even frown, let alone scream in pain.

Seeing that the battle was stalemate, the white-clothed disciple who was the leader said angrily: "Chu Yan, since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame Senior Brother for being ruthless!" ”

After finishing speaking, the white-clothed disciple took out a talisman from the storage ring with his backhand and threw it towards Chu Yan's place.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, with Chu Yan as the center, countless spiritual power light waves spread out in all directions......

Except for the white-clothed disciple at the head, the other disciples were inevitably affected by Yuchi.

When everything returned to calm, the white-clothed disciple led by him walked to the place where Chu Yan had been standing before and checked it, and then he smiled proudly.

"That's what happens against me!"

The disciples around him who had been affected lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, avoiding his dangerous gaze.

"Let's go, go back to the sect!"

Not long after these people left, An Wan slowly flew down from the tree, raised his hand and waved his sleeves.

In an instant, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty place...... Chu Yan.

Chu Yan opened a pair of black eyes and looked coldly at the life-saving benefactor in front of him...... Ann night.

"I saved you." An evening said.

Hearing this, Chu Yan still had a cold face, and there was no change.

"Your dantian is damaged, the spiritual root is wasted, and the meridians are broken." An evening said.

Chu Yan was still expressionless, and he didn't even frown.

“…… Are you mute? An Wan asked suddenly.

Chu Yan: "......"

Hearing this, Chu Yan finally glanced at her this time.

"An night, the only personal disciple of the Tianxin Sect without worries. Ten years ago, he colluded with the Demon Dao and betrayed the Tianxin Sect, and everyone who was a disciple of the righteous path was punished. ”

"You know me?" An Wan looked at Chu Yan curiously and asked.

Chu Yan: "......"

Looking at the curious look on An Wan's face, Chu Yan glanced at her expressionlessly, and a trace of something flashed quickly in her black eyes that did not fluctuate.

"Your purpose." Chu Yan said coldly.

"I have no purpose in saving you, I just look at you pitiful, as for whether you believe it or not, that's your business."

After speaking, An Wan waved his sleeves and conjured a golden pill and threw it towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was forced to open his mouth and was forced to swallow the pill.

Before he could react, a huge amount of medicinal power spread out in his body......