Chapter 725: Being beaten
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Wang Yan couldn't believe it.
What kind of power was that just now?
It completely crushed him.
There is not even a shred of room for resistance.
Just cover it like this.
But he reacted quickly.
It’s not that the force was too strong, but that the timing of the attack was just right.
I just went out and was not alert at all.
The other party attacked so recklessly that of course I couldn't react in time.
If we fight face to face, we can definitely crush him.
After all, he didn't have time to fight back before he was ambushed.
Don't talk about martial ethics.
He felt like his whole body was broken into pieces now.
The white clothes were already tattered.
The Proud Sword Master has become the Shit-Suffering Sword Master.
It must be said that if he had not already been fasting, he would have even felt that he would shit after being hit just now.
Wang Yan propped himself up and looked around.
His eyes fell on his sword.
"Fuck!"
"Bent!"
For a sword cultivator, the sword is his life, but his sword was actually bent.
Could it be that this indicates that he will also become gay in the future?
No, I would rather break than bend.
Zhuo would rather break than bend, but he is not the one who would rather break.
“Who on earth is it? Who on earth is it!!!”
There was no response. Even though his voice shook the heaven and earth, there was no response at all.
Wang Yan's mentality was a little broken.
Normal people simply cannot accept this kind of thing.
He made a powerful appearance, but was lying on the muddy ground in just a few seconds.
However, this little thing could not discourage him.
Wang Yan stood up and regulated his breathing and concentrated his energy.
Fortunately, the damage was not serious.
He must attend the Stone Breaking Conference.
This is a great opportunity to make a name for myself, and I'm waiting for it soon.
God is jealous of talents!
He picked up the curved sword and broke it.
As he said, it is better to break than to bend.
"The day the dagger is reforged, its power will return!"
"A small blow cannot break my steadfast resolve."
His aura was released again.
But when he looked up, the dark power did not seem to dissipate.
It seemed as if it was looking at him and mocking him.
Wang Yan's anger grew.
This is outright contempt.
The dark aura that attacked him for no reason just now hasn't left yet.
Isn't this a provocation?
I was not prepared before and was attacked as soon as I came out.
Now, haha.
Who will challenge me? Who dares to fight?
He is in the middle stage of Daluo Immortal and can fight across levels.
His true strength is comparable to that of a peak Daluo Immortal.
In this world of Qiankun, he is invincible except for Qingli Yingyue!
Wang Yan stomped his feet hard, and his figure instantly moved to stand in the sky, level with the black aura.
The broken sword in his hand pointed forward. "You dark aura, how bold!"
Wang Yan's voice was like thunder, resounding in the air.
"You attacked me for no reason just now, and now you still dare to stay here? Do you think I, Wang Yan, am easy to bully?"
He was really very angry. It was an unprovoked disaster.
The aura in his body was surging, as if to tear the world apart.
This roar confused Jiang Yantian.
No, isn't it so crazy?
"Come out if you dare! Don't hide under that black energy!"
Wang Yan was indeed not afraid. "Humph! If you have a master's orders, tell him to come out and fight me."
"If you, this evil creature, are causing trouble on your own, I will drive you away today and let you know the consequences of provoking me."
Wang Yan's eyes were wide open with anger, and his tattered clothes were rustling due to his own energy.
Since the other party was so ungrateful, he no longer hesitated and took action.
He quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted some incantations, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger.
However, just as he was about to launch an attack, the black energy suddenly changed.
Like a giant beast awakening from its slumber, it suddenly erupted with a force so powerful that it was suffocating.
This force was like a black torrent, instantly breaking through everything Wang Yan had.
Before Wang Yan could react, he was drowned.
Wang Yan only felt a huge impact force running through his body, as if his body was pierced by countless sharp spikes at the same time.
Immediately afterwards there was a whirlwind.
The energy in his body rushed around uncontrollably like a flood that broke through a dam.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth involuntarily.
"How is this possible......" Wang Yan's heart was filled with shock and unwillingness.
His body was blown away again like a kite with a broken string.
It fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
This time, the trauma he suffered was more serious than before, and his consciousness began to become blurred.
He tried to struggle to stand up, but his body refused to obey him.
"Who are you? I've practiced for thousands of years, how is it possible? How is it possible?..."
"Come out and see it, come out!"
Wang Yan felt completely defeated.
My heart feels unstable.
That was not the real body, but a breath, a dark substance.
Why did he kill him instantly?
Finally, the black aura spoke.
"Little insect, the path you have walked is but a tiny trace in my eyes."
"You dream of meeting this emperor. Is it because of your ignorance, or have you been so immersed in your own world that you have forgotten what reverence is?"
The voice was so majestic that it made his heart and liver tremble.
It's a little difficult to breathe.
His face was ashen.
"Now, you only have two choices: either kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, or endure my might and be crushed to dust."
After hearing this, Wang Yan's scalp went numb.
Want him to kneel down?
For no apparent reason, he was asked to kneel down?
Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!
I will never kneel.
"Very good, it seems the choice has been made."
Jiang Yantian was not polite either.
The black aura was like a black hole that was about to swallow everything.
The aura of destruction surged towards Wang Yan.
Wang Yan looked up and felt a breath of death coming towards him.
This power was far beyond his imagination.
The pride and anger in his heart were instantly replaced by fear.
The thought of fighting to the death disappeared in an instant.
Faced with the threat of death, his legs bent involuntarily.
With a plop, he knelt down without hesitation.
The moment he knelt down, Jiang Yantian's aura dissipated.
I didn't intend to kill him now.
I just stumbled upon him, just for fun.
"Hehe, hahahaha!"
"You tiny ant! The rules of this world are but a child's plaything in my eyes."
"And you, standing here with that pitiful courage, do you want to be my entertainment today when I'm bored?"
“Boring, boring!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the black aura dissipated.
Everything is calm.
Only Wang Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, was trembling all over.
I have no idea how it turned out like this.
It was clearly his time to show himself.
It was clearly the time when he made his name.
Why did you kneel down first?
However, he couldn't change anything.
He didn't even know who the other party was.
A person who calls himself "Emperor" is definitely not an ordinary person.
