The light of the formation flashed, and the person was quickly teleported.

And Zhao Yan didn't look back from beginning to end, and the whole process of shooting was smooth and free.

And this person's screams did not attract several other clansmen of the Mo Dao Sect to come to help.

Because at the same moment, the situation of another battle has also changed amazingly!

Almost at the same time as Zhao Yan made a move, the figure of the killer who was about to leave paused and turned back suddenly.

At this time, White Lotus City thought that Zhuan Zhu wanted to escape, and was trying to pursue.

The two were extremely close.

At the moment when the killer turned back, the little one in his hand suddenly rushed out a dark black heaven and earth qi and went straight to the head of White Lotus City.

It was when the castration of White Lotus City was not exhausted and the new force was not born, and in the face of the sudden killing move, the pupils contracted violently in fright.

Immediately, in the posture of rushing forward, he suddenly raised his head, and his body formed a very uncoordinated twisted posture.

The black mangs slashed through the tip of the White Lotus City's nose, bringing up a string of blood beads.

The killing move failed, and the killer's expression did not change, and a small slash in his hand crossed the void, stabbing at the chest of White Lotus City like a dragonfly.

At this time, the remaining three Mo Dao Sect immortal cultivators had already surrounded them, and the giant swords in their hands were unified towards the killer.

At this time, there are only two options in front of the killer, one is to give up the assassination, and the other is to continue the assassination.

For the Assassins, the wisest option now was to flee immediately.

But Zhuan Zhu had no intention of retreating, and the sword momentum did not change, piercing the chest of White Lotus City, and the blood column gushed out.

White Lotus City let out a painful cry and fell to the ground on his back, the meridians in his body were shattered by the killer's sword qi, and he lost his combat ability on the spot.

At this time, it was the moment when Zhao Yan took action to kill an immortal cultivator of the Mo Dao Sect.

At the same time, the three swords had also come to the front of the killer's body.

If these three swords are stabbed, the killer will have no chance to escape.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but sweat for him.

The killer's eyes are still so calm, even in the face of such a situation with no chance of winning, he is still in danger.

Between the lightning and flint, the killer's body suddenly emitted a burst of white mist in the air that was difficult to see.

Zhao Yan looked over and found that his perception could not penetrate, a bit like the fog in the forest in the southern country at the beginning.

Not only Zhao Yan, but the rest of the Mo Dao Sect immortal cultivators who were besieging the killer also shook their senses at this moment, and when they came to their senses again, the current battle situation had changed.

The figure of the killer has shrunk more than ten times in a short period of time, and he has become a villain, which looks a little funny, but it does bring a cold sweat to everyone around him!

Because the shot was too fast, the sound of the sword groans stirred by the three swords almost merged into one.

Where could the three immortal cultivators of Mo Dao Sect react, they were all a little slower than the killers.

However, immortal cultivators compete with each other and lose their minds in an instant, which can lead to a reversal of the ending.

Poof! The three Mo Dao Sect immortal cultivators were instantly abolished.

This battle took place in just a few breaths, but it was tragic and twists and turns, and the two sides played several games in the middle, and the strength was hard, but also the psychological battle.

And the end result is obvious.

That killer was hindered by the rules of the melee, it was not easy to kill the killer, and his strength was greatly reduced, and several immortal cultivators of Mo Dao Sect were not much stronger than him, but there was one thing that was far inferior to the killer.

That's that they are not as ruthless as that killer!

Not only is he cruel to others, but he is even more ruthless to himself!

A moment later, only Zhao Yan and Zhuan Zhu were left in the woods, and there were pools of blood.

There were several special spirit plants on the ground, which were originally immortal cultivators of the Mo Dao Sect.

The special spirit plant was close at hand, but the killer didn't mean to pick it up, but stared at Zhao Yan's side expressionlessly, like a wounded wolf.

The blood on his body was still flowing, dripping to the ground, and it was very clear in the quiet woods.

The appearance of the killer at this time is just a strong support, and he is strong on the outside, and he can't hide Zhao Yan's induction at all.

Zhao Yan frowned slightly, and said softly: "You are injured like this, don't you treat it?"

After a long silence, the killer finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to his knees, his face pale, his chest heaving violently, panting and coughing up blood.

He took out the pill in the lucky bag, ate a few pills, and at the same time found some hemostatic spirit plants and ate them as well.

During the whole process, Zhao Yan was silent and had no intention of leaving.

After a while, the killer's face regained some blood, stood up, looked at Zhao Yan and asked, "Why don't you do it?"

His voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat had been cut by a sharp blade, which was very harsh.

Although this question was a clueless question, Zhao Yan knew what he meant.

Zhao Yan thought seriously for a long time, and seemed to finally come up with a reason that could convince him, and said with a smile: "Because you are a ruthless person, so ruthless that it makes people's hearts ache." ”

The killer didn't speak, took away a special spirit plant, and threw the remaining two to Zhao Yan's side.

Zhao Yan was not hypocritical, and directly accepted the special spirit plant sent by the other party.

It seems that this killer is not going to stay in the formation for long, and plans to leave directly.

That's fine.

Zhao Yan had the same idea as the other party, and he also didn't want to stay in the formation longer.

After a brief contact, the two left in two directions, and in the blink of an eye, they could not see the other party's figure, only a faint smell of blood wafting through the trees.

It didn't take long for Zhao Yan to walk through the jungle.

Among them, he met some immortal cultivators again, but they were far less powerful than Zhao Yan imagined, and he even met many immortal cultivators who had not comprehended the power of potential along the way.

Zhao Yan thought about it and understood the truth.

Although there were many immortal cultivators participating in the melee, as many as 10,000 people, it was estimated that there were less than a thousand immortal cultivators who truly comprehended the power of potential, or even less.

And these immortal cultivators are Zhao Yan's biggest threat in the melee.

Whenever he meets an immortal cultivator, unless he is an immortal cultivator of the Dragon Dart Bureau, Zhao Yan never takes the initiative to provoke him, and his goal is to find the juniors and disciples of Huiyuanzong.

With Zhao Yan's current strength, unless it is Wang Yanfei's level, an ordinary Evolution Immortal Cultivator, even if he is a Evolution Immortal Cultivator with a high-level aura, will not have the slightest chance of winning against him alone.

Two hours have passed, and Zhao Yan's blessing bag has more than a dozen special spirit plants, as long as he works hard and finds the junior disciple of Huiyuan Sect, he can leave at any time.

But with the passage of time, Zhao Yan never found the Huiyuan Sect disciples scattered in other places, and he was also a little anxious, for fear that the gang of people in the Dragon Dart Bureau would deliberately find trouble.

The strength of the five junior disciples of the Huiyuan Sect brought by Yang Zhai Ming is not very good, and there is only one way to admit defeat to those who go up to the dragon dart game.

If he really let those people take the lead, after going back, Zhao Yan didn't know how he would face the two good brothers. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Demon Grass's Road to Taoism and Literature for free" for the first time.