Zhao Yan's feet moved slightly, ripples flashed, and his figure flashed by, entering the core area of the sword world, and came to Li Zheng's side.

The powerful sword qi did not hurt Zhao Yan in the slightest, and as Zhao Yan moved, they avoided it one after another.

Zhao Yan looked at Li Zheng, his eyes stared, his face was majestic and powerful, and said, "Give you another chance!"

Li Zheng exhaled in pain, his whole body had a violent spasm, and he instantly regained consciousness, and a touch of madness flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yan saw Li Zheng's thoughts and hurriedly retreated.

A loud bang rang out, and Li Zheng had already shattered into pulp.

Zhao Yan frowned slightly, waved his sleeves lightly, blocked the filth out of his body, and said, "It's still slow." ”

Then, Zhao Yan sighed, pocketed the storage bags of many Immortal Cultivators of the Dragon Dart Bureau, and floated away.

The battle here was like a small wave in the sea, which failed to attract anyone's attention.

In a small and inconspicuous village, there were more than a dozen families, but now they were lifeless, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

Dozens of people, young and old, knelt on the ground, their faces sad and angry, crying and grabbing the ground, facing the center of the village and begging for mercy.

And these are ordinary mortals, and there are more than a dozen lifeless corpses lying beside them, covered with wounds, blood pouring out, seeping into the earth, and dying in a horrible state.

And in the middle of the village, there were a few immortal cultivators standing sporadically, with grim faces and gloomy eyes.

Under their noses lay a young woman with a soft face, her eyes were already red from crying, although she was dressed as a farmer, she still couldn't hide her graceful posture, plain and elegant face.

The limbs of this beautiful young woman were firmly fixed to the ground by the light, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from the restraints, her delicate body writhed and rubbed desperately on the ground, and her hot body was more and more obvious.

A young man with a fiery smile stared at the writhing body on the ground, and the gaze in his eyes became hotter and hotter, almost bursting into flames.

The few black-clothed immortal cultivators behind him seemed to be accustomed to all this, and a trace of fire flashed in the depths of their eyes, eager to try.

The young man had a keen sense of perception and chuckled: "Don't worry, I'll reward you when Young Master Ben gets tired of playing." ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man suddenly reached out and tore the clothes on the chest of the beautiful young woman on the ground.

The glamorous young woman exclaimed, but she was powerless, so she could only beg bitterly.

The young man was unmoved, listening to the cry of the beautiful young woman, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more evil, and his face showed a look of enjoyment.

A big man rushed out of the dozens of villagers, armed with a sharp axe, and shouted: "You beasts, things that are inferior to beasts, I will fight with you!"

The young man's eyes sank, he snorted coldly, and slowly stretched out his palm and waved at the rushing big man.

Dahan's body suddenly stiffened, his uncontrollable feet off the ground, floating in mid-air, his face flushed.

When the beautiful young woman heard the voice of the big man, her face changed, and she sobbed and pleaded

The young man sneered and said, "Leave him, you are not qualified to talk to me like this!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man's five fingers shook hard, and the big man stared, but his eyes suddenly darkened.

Poof! There were no bones left of the big man, and he was actually pinched into a ball of flesh by the young man in the air, bursting out a cloud of blood mist and sprinkling it in the air.

Blood spilled all over the ground, dripping on the pale face of the beautiful young woman, which looked strange and terrifying.

When the glamorous young woman saw this scene, she seemed to have lost her soul, and suddenly gave up struggling, her eyes numb, and she was lifeless.

The boy seemed to be in a great loss of interest, and violently tore open the skirt of the beautiful young woman, intending to forcibly humiliate her.

The glamorous young woman did not react to this, her face was like ashes, as if the death of the big man had hit her hard.

At this moment, a strong aura immortal cultivator galloped over in the distance, and he actually had a Qi Concentration Period cultivation.

The person who came came to the young man's side without any pretentiousness, and said in a low voice: "Young master, something has happened!"

The young master saw that he could enjoy the beautiful young woman under him, but when he was interrupted, he couldn't help but turn pale, extremely unhappy, suddenly turned around, and shouted: "Who asked you to disturb the interest of this young master! If there is nothing big about it, I will not spare you!"

The person who came bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Li Zheng and others went to investigate the situation in the mountains a few days ago, and just now someone found their bodies, which should have been killed by Zhao Yan." ”

The young master's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a cold voice: "It's Zhao Yan again, the Spirit Sect is all damaged in his hands, and he will definitely find him for revenge! Li Zheng is also a bastard, I let him go to investigate the intelligence, and he will go to do official and private affairs!"

With that, the young master waved his hand and prepared to evacuate this place with many immortal cultivators.

One of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau Immortal Cultivators said in a low voice, "Young Master, what should these people do?"

"Kill!", the young master's face was flat, as if he had said a joke, and he left without looking back.

As soon as the words fell, many immortal cultivators left cleanly, leaving only one immortal cultivator to deal with the aftermath, although looking at the body of the beautiful young woman, a little horny, but he was afraid of the young master's means, and did not dare to act rashly.

After the immortal cultivator left, many villagers hula and hugged forward.

One of the slightly old women hurriedly picked up the beautiful young woman on the ground, held the latter in her arms, and said bitterly: "Daughter-in-law, it's okay, it's okay." ”

The young woman's eyes were glazed and unresponsive, like a dead person.

The old woman felt even more sad in her heart, and the villager next to her sighed: "I don't know who this Zhao Yan is, he actually provoked the anger of the immortals in the Dragon Dart Bureau, but it can be regarded as indirectly saving our lives." ”

"It must be an immortal, we mortals can't compete with it at all......"

"What a bullshit immortal, doing something like this kind of beast is not as good as that. ”

"It is estimated that immortals are also good and bad, that Zhao Yan may be a good immortal. ”

When the young woman heard this, her eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of light, and she said in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, I want to avenge Ah Lang." ”

"Everyone is an immortal, we can't beat it. ”

"I want to cultivate immortals!"

"Silly boy, how can you have that blessing......"

"Immortal cultivators are born with immortal fate, and you have no way to cultivate immortals. ”

But at this time, Zhao Yan traveled all the way east, without showing any body skills, walking on foot like a mortal, but he felt a steady and quiet that he had never felt before.

For seven consecutive days, Zhao Yan did not stop for a moment, reading the magnificence of mountains and rivers, experiencing the world, and unconsciously having a breath of wind and dust on his body.

There is a high mountain in front of him, Zhao Yan looked at it intently, and only felt that this mountain was majestic and magnificent, towering into the clouds, and the whole mountain was majestic, and there was a mysterious breath rising in it.

Zhao Yan felt something, and it took half a day to climb the mountain before he came to the top of the mountain.

The surrounding clouds and mist float and are swirling, as if you are in a fairyland, which makes people forget to return.

The mist between the peaks and valleys of the mountains is misty, and people do not feel the weight.