The swamp sewage, which was already muddy and sticky, was now half stained red with blood around the black boulder.

The four skulls were terrifying and smashed into the swamp sewage with a thud.

The foul-smelling and turbid sewage splashed everywhere, the smoke shattered, and the killing intent was pervasive.

The moment the four heads fell, the young man of Flame Peak, who had ingested the soul of the disciple of Baiyun Peak, had already been knocked out by Zhang Yan.

The young man only had his upper body left, and after hitting the black boulder, he fell to the black grass on the gentle slope, and blood gushed out from the bottom of half of his body.

The young man did not die immediately, he struggled from the ground, staring at Zhang Yan resentfully, his eyes were not only frightened, but unwilling.

When he killed the disciples of Baiyun Peak and ingested the soul, he was too forgetful.

Most of these disciples of Baiyun Desolate Peak are cultivators of the ninth and tenth layers of the Qi Refining Period, and for him, who has the cultivation of the fourteenth layer of Qi refining, it is not worth paying attention to at all.

Therefore, after ingesting the soul, he also relaxed his vigilance, and he didn't have time to react to Zhang Yan's sudden appearance.

The young man was in ordinary clothes, and he didn't have any defensive treasures on his body at all, how could he resist Zhang Yan's iron fist that could shatter gold and stone, and his body was scattered in an instant.

Zhang Yan's eyes were red, his whole body was full of murderous energy, and his two fists were wrapped in white and golden spiritual light, and the spiritual light flickered, and in this black swamp, it was as dazzling as the divine light of Baoyu.

"You...... Who are you?"

The dying and struggling young man on the ground looked at the young man walking in horror and spoke in a trembling voice.

"The one who killed you!"

Zhang Yan took a few arrow steps, came to the young man, and burst out of his mouth word by word, extremely cold, as soon as the words fell, the huge fist smashed straight on the head of the young man who was a disciple of the Flame Peak.

Crackling, the young man's head, like a big watermelon, was torn apart and shattered, and the rich smell of blood was swept away by the smoke in the low sky.

With this punch, Zhang Yan almost used a blow with all his strength, his body was shattered, and even his soul was destroyed in it, and the young man was directly scattered.

Zhang Yan turned around, his face was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and with a big hand, he put away the soul of the disciple of Baiyun Peak who was floating in the air.

The little demon cat on his shoulder, watching the blood splash and spill over, dodged and moved, hissing and screaming, but it did not look afraid, but showed incomprehension and innocence.

From the arrival of Zhang Yan to the occurrence of all this, it is just a few breaths of time.

In mid-air, the remaining two Flame Peak disciples, with gloomy and miserable smiles on their white faces, froze and stared blankly at the sudden scene.

The other two youths on the side of the green clouds of the White Cloud Desolate Peak watched as the heads of the four disciples of the Flame Peak left their bodies and flew up, smashing into the swamp sewage in the direction they were about to flee.

The two young disciples of the Green Cloud Shore turned back with pale faces and trembling, but after seeing Zhang Yan clearly, the two of them turned from surprise to joy, and said urgently: "Senior Brother Zhang!

As early as the beginning, when Zhang Yan entered the black jungle hut by the green clouds, these young disciples who followed Ba Huo had not taken him seriously.

It wasn't until Zhang Yan killed the Golden Dragon Sea in the Green Cloud Shore that they were truly convinced, and at this moment, seeing the other party kill a monk at the fourteenth level of the Qi Refining Period with one punch, it was already a complete surrender.

Killing their opponents across four levels is already terrifying.

Enduring the turbulent waves in their hearts, the two young disciples looked at the place where the Green Cloud Side disciple died just now, their eyes were cold, and they stared fiercely at the remaining two Fire Peak disciples who were stunned by Zhang Yan.

"Run!"

The remaining two came back to their senses in an instant, but where was they still as calm as just now, they had already been frightened by the bloody scene in front of them, and when they saw Zhang Yan's two red eyes looking at him, they turned around and wanted to flee with their lives.

But after the two of them turned around, they only swept a few feet, and then they were slashed by the dark red sharp light that swept from nowhere, and before they could resist at all, the two heads moved, flew into the sky, and landed on the swamp.

Zhang Yan flew away, came to the air, and played a hundred spirit spells, imprisoning the souls of the six Flame Peak disciples in an instant, and then flying in his hands, the spell was brilliant, and it erased the spiritual wisdom of the divine soul again, and included it in the ghost spirit bead.

Now, in the Nether Spirit Clan, there were six more spirit slaves at once.

"What's going on? How did you get to this swamp when you didn't have anything to do?"

When Zhang Yan arrived here, he didn't see Ba Huo's figure, not even the old house, and couldn't help but ask in a strange voice.

"The minibus fire is not there, the old house is seriously injured on the bank of the green clouds, and our brothers and sisters are here to find an elixir for the old house. ”

One of the young men spoke, his face full of hatred and unwillingness.

"How did Lao Fang get seriously injured, did he find the elixir?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and frowned and asked.

"Lao Fang was injured by the disciples of the Flame Peak on the way back when the beast tide receded, the Flame Fist cultivated by the disciples of the Flame Peak was extremely domineering, the fire flame devoured the divine soul, and the fire flame devoured to the extreme, it would be transformed into ice flame, and now only the crystal rock flower of the southern swamp can suppress the flame. Senior brother, you go and save the other senior brothers, they are in the canyon in the center of the swamp, surrounded by the rest of the Fire Peak......"

Another young disciple, with a look of anxiety on his face, spoke out quickly.

"Lead the way!"

The killing intent that originally permeated Zhang Yan's eyes had not subsided, and when he heard this, the killing intent in his eyes was even better, and a bloodthirsty aura rose to the sky.

With Zhang Yan, the two young disciples suddenly gained confidence, calmed down all of a sudden, nodded their heads on their faces, performed their body techniques, and took the lead towards the depths of the swamp.

Zhang Yan didn't say a word, the cloud shoes under his feet flashed, and the whole person flew out of the ground, rushing like lightning.

Jiu Ling, Bai Li Fang, and Lin Qiaoyin glanced at each other, all of them had solemn faces, but they didn't hesitate, they all nodded, and they used their accelerated body techniques to follow.

A quarter of an hour later.

Under the leadership of the two young disciples, a black canyon infiltrated by the muddy sewage of the swamp appeared in sight.

The canyon formed by a few low black peaks can be faintly seen with black clouds and mist, rolling and surging.

A bloody aura rose to the sky, mixed with a powerful demonic aura.

And at this moment, outside the canyon, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Flame Peak, blocking the exit of the canyon, and everyone was full of anger.

Beyond the clouds and mist, I could faintly see that there were five figures in the canyon, huddled in the canyon, staring at a dozen people outside, looking extremely frightened.

It's just that these Fire Peak disciples outside didn't immediately enter the canyon for some reason, they all stood outside.

At the forefront of the dozen or so Flame Peak disciples, there were three people standing.

Zhang Yan's divine sense was released and swept past the three of them.

There were three young people, one of whom was at the fifteenth level of qi refining, and the remaining two were at the fourteenth level of qi refining.

As for the remaining dozen or so disciples, they were all in the eleventh to thirteenth layers of qi refining.

Zhang Yan's imperial envoy Fengyun Shuo appeared in mid-air, and the young man standing in front of more than a dozen people had an amazing spiritual sense, and he immediately sensed it, and looked back.

"Hey, the three Qi Refining Thirteenth Layer, the remaining Qi Refining Ten Layer and Ninth Layer, this is to send us Divine Soul?"

The fifteenth layer of Qi refining turned around, and immediately attracted the attention of other people to the back, and after seeing the person who came, someone immediately opened his mouth full of gloom, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed, and his face became solemn.

In an instant that no one could have predicted, he flipped his hand like lightning, sacrificed the Soul Confusion Tower, and hundreds of Yin Spirits babbled out and swept around him.

Swish!

Like the blade of death, the Shadow Blade pierced through the black mist in mid-air and vanished.

The next moment, it was Zhang Yan who disappeared with him.

Zhang Yan's series of momentary actions immediately made the dozen or so Flame Peak disciples slightly stunned.

But the three young men standing at the front saw Zhang Yan's whole person disappear in place, and their faces immediately changed greatly, and they shouted in horror:

"Be careful!"

The shouts of the young man who took the lead fell, and the dozen or so young disciples also realized the danger when they saw the other party suddenly disappear like this.

But no matter which direction the danger came from, they all sacrificed defensive magic weapons or cast defensive spells, and their bodies moved and gathered together.

However, how could their reaction compare to the Shadow Killing Blade used by Zhang Yan, the dark red light appeared in the middle of the dozen or so young disciples in the blink of an eye, slashing down.

Sting!

A dozen or so people flew back too fast, the distance between them was closer, and they were already ready to gather together, this Killing Shadow Blade slashed horizontally, not only did they not have time to react to defense, but the bodies of five people were directly cut in half.

With such a sharp mid-grade attack spirit weapon, how could it resist the eleventh or so layers of the Qi Refining Period without sufficient defense?

Under this chop, the body was not as good as a brittle lotus root, which was neatly disconnected, and it could not be connected, leaving only the sprayed blood and crushed internal organs.

Shout!

In the blink of an eye, he killed five people, Zhang Yan cast a divine shadow shift again, and appeared on the side of the remaining seven or eight disciples in the blink of an eye, and the lightning in his left hand swung out, and a sharp sound that was so small that there was almost no sound came from his left hand, and then a little under his feet, his body was like electricity, and he appeared at the mouth of the valley of the Black Mountain Canyon in an instant.

Bang bang......

At the moment when everyone was stunned by Zhang Yan's dazzling lightning attack, among the seven or eight Flame Peak disciples who had originally gathered together, five of them suddenly stared at the boss, their mouths opened, and they made a uh-uh-uh sound, but they couldn't speak.

Then, the five people all raised their hands to touch their necks, but they also raised their hands in the air, and the heads on their necks had fallen neatly to the bottom of the swamp, and after a while, the headless corpses also fell down with a bang.

The corpses were separated, and the blood was like a pillar, staining the large swamp in front of the black mountain and stone canyon.

In the blink of an eye, there were only five of the dozen or so Flame Peak disciples who were originally standing outside the canyon.

These five people, including the young man of the fifteenth layer of the Qi refining period.

The three young men looked at Zhang Yan, who was covered in blood, and their faces were shocked.

As for the remaining two young disciples, they were already full of horror and disbelief.