But before the young man could say anything more, Li Qian had already shook his head resolutely, and then said slightly apologeticly: "This fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, we have enough people, and we don't need manpower." ”

The young man's face turned slightly pale and depressed, but he didn't leave immediately, but turned his head to look at Zhang Yan, his mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking at the end.

In the end, he sighed softly, turned around and left, and stood on the edge of the Demon Hunting Forest with the other scattered cultivators who had given up continuing the assessment, and they all looked at this side with a lively attitude.

There were also some other casual cultivators who seemed to have noticed this, but when they saw that the young man who was only willing to promise was rejected, they all stopped, and just looked at Zhang Yan's gaze, with doubts and disdain.

Zhang Yan took the expressions of those people in his eyes one by one, but ignored them, pretending not to see them.

Li Qian didn't care at all, glanced at Lu Boyun, his eyes flickered, but he moved away, and said to everyone in a deep voice: "Let's choose a medium-sized cave, I think there are two remaining elixirs and iron yang grass in it, what do you think?"

Rong Chengxin, Luo Da and others, led by Li Qian, naturally had no opinions, and they all nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Dian and Xu Yuan all looked at Lu Boyun, waiting for a decision.

"If it were me, I would have chosen the smallest cave to the south, and the bigger cave was a fool's errand. Xu Yuanzi's voice was still slightly tinged with vicissitudes.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't ask the reason, and without hesitation, he interrupted Lu Boyun, who was about to speak, and said slowly: "Li Daoyou, I think it's more appropriate to choose the small cave in the south. ”

When Zhang Yan exited, everyone was stunned, and Li Qian was also stunned and looked at it suspiciously.

I agree with Zhang Daoyou's choice. Lu Boyun turned his head and stared at Zhang Yan, and said in a hoarse voice.

Zhuo Dian and the others were slightly surprised, but they quickly regained their composure, obviously Lu Boyun's decision was their decision, so they didn't say anything more.

Li Qian was only slightly stunned before coming back to his senses, looked at Rong Chengxin and the others, and said loudly: "Just according to what Zhang Daoyou said, choose a small cave to enter in the south of the Demon Hunting Mountain, preferably a boulder forest with few monsters." Do you have any objections?"

Rong Chengxin and Shangguan Xiang looked at Zhang Yan's beautiful eyes full of surprise, but they nodded decisively in agreement.

Zeng Yuexiong didn't seem to care, nodded indifferently, but Chu tilted his shirt, his face was pale, he glanced at Zhang Yan fiercely, and didn't say anything, mainly because after he knew Zhang Yan's methods, he didn't dare to be as radical as when he first saw it.

Zhang Yan's face was still expressionless, and seeing that no one objected, he said solemnly: "Since you fellow Daoists can be trusted, and now there are enough people, we can now march towards the south of the Demon Hunting Mountain, and the time for the assessment will be a little less wasted." ”

With that, he took the lead and headed towards the southern part of the field.

"Whoosh!"

Before Li Qian and the others could follow, a dexterous and swift figure suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Yan and blocked the way.

"Who allowed you to take the lead? Get back!"

Blocking the way was a young man with long white hair, holding a skull ring that was rotated by three small skeletons, staring at Zhang Ran with a dead-like look.

Ten layers of the Qi Refining Period!

Zhang Yan released his divine sense and sensed it slightly, and he could already see the other party's cultivation, and he also found that in the crowd on the other side, he also saw several young people dressed like the young man in front of him, and they looked at it with sarcasm.

"The disciples who participated in the assessment of the White Bone Gate, if they guessed correctly, should be the strength of the Han family's cultivation family, and they have more or less cultivated the White Bone Gate exercises. ”

Li Qian was quite familiar with the power of the Yue Kingdom and the Song Kingdom, glanced at the young man, and said in a slightly deep voice.

Seeing the magic weapon in the white-haired young man's hand, Zhang Yan basically judged that it was the children of the Xiuzhen family affiliated to the White Bone Sect, and now when he heard Li Qian say this, his heart suddenly turned cold, but the corners of his mouth smiled faintly: "Dao friendly and domineering, this soul hunter beast nest in Demon Hunting Mountain, doesn't belong to anyone, we and others have to take the first step, and it won't be the turn of others to take care of it, right?"

"Tsk, a stunned young man of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, hurry up to give the soul hunter an appetizer? Everyone is waiting to distribute the strength, a large group of scattered cultivators of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period have no chance, when will you be qualified to speak as a waste of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period!"

The corners of the white-haired boy's mouth sneered, full of disdain, his eyes looked at Zhang Yan with naked contempt, and he mocked in a weird manner.

These words were very loud, which made the monks present suddenly fall silent, and the situation suddenly froze, and the other monks in the distance and the other scattered cultivators who were standing on the edge of the Demon Hunting Forest watched and watched one after another.

"There's a good show to watch now, a stunned young man with an eighth layer in the Qi refining period is really looking for death!"

I don't know whose voice came from the crowd, with banter and sarcasm.

As soon as this voice fell, hundreds of monks suddenly began to talk about it.

On the contrary, those cultivators above the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Period all looked at them indifferently or indifferently, and were not moved in the slightest.

It's just that when the atmosphere was stiff and everyone was talking in a low voice, Zhang Yan made an unexpected move.

Zhang Yan stood up and turned his palm into a knife, as fast as lightning, sinking like a mountain, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, the slap was thrown out at the young man, and with a crisp sound of "pop", the white-haired young man was fanned out a few feet away.

The broken branches and dead grass of the field are flying.

The white-haired young man at the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period was unprepared, and he never thought that the swarthy young man at the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Stage in front of him would dare to do something to him.

was slapped so directly by Zhang Yan that his face was almost like a tattered blood-stained coarse cloth, shattered.

Before the young man landed, a black light that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, like black lightning, appeared in mid-air and stabbed straight towards the young man.

The moment the white-haired boy stabbed down in the black, he was still in the air, and he couldn't make a defense and seek a support point to dodge, and the next moment, with a crisp sound, a huge head flew out of the wide field, and blood splattered to the ground.

The young man in white, in the blink of an eye, his head was in a different place, and he died in the wilderness.

Like a black lightning Shadow Blade, a whirlwind, returned to Zhang Yan's hand in the blink of an eye, and was put into a storage bag by him.

All this happened in just two breaths, which stunned many monks on the spot.

"What! What kind of physical strength and divine sense is this? It's only the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period!"

Most of the monks, who were still watching the play, had their old eyes glaring, their faces were slightly pale, and their mouths were so open that they could almost put down an egg.

And those group of loose cultivators standing on the edge of the Demon Hunting Forest had their faces stiffened, and the contempt and ridicule in their eyes before suddenly dissipated, and they were replaced by incomparable shock and horror, and where was there any contempt for this swarthy young man of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Stage not far away.