Chapter 1212, too fierce

Zhou Yan's eyes were extremely cold, and he said calmly.

What he just performed was the martial skill "Taixu Zhenjing" recorded in the Nine Suns Burning Heaven Kungfu, which is extremely powerful.

This kind of martial skill is refined with ancient real fire to become a spiritual treasure, which can explode with destructive energy, which is enough to kill a saint.

Zhou Yan originally wanted to use this martial skill against the elders of the Shengzong and the big man of the Shengzong, but now he was forced to use it by these ants, which is no wonder to him.

"Arrogance! Let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

"Do it! Kill him and take his imperial artifact!"

Everyone roared and rushed towards Zhou Yan crazily.

In an instant, more than a dozen masters in the realm of martial arts rushed towards Zhou Yan at the same time, and all kinds of offensives came overwhelmingly.

Although these martial artists were all low-level martial artists, they were huge in number and densely packed, one wave after another, without giving Zhou Yan any chance to breathe.

"Ah......"

Zhou Yan shook his head and sneered, a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since you all want to seek death, don't blame me for being so hot!"

After the words fell, Zhou Yan stepped on the Dragon Walking Steps in all directions, as fast as lightning, dodged all the attacks in an instant, came to one of the martial artists, and raised his hand to strike.

snap~

A slap slapped the martial artist's face fiercely, and immediately sent him flying, half of his head collapsed, bleeding from seven holes, and he died tragically on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan turned into an afterimage again, shuttled through the crowd, taking away a life with each punch.

In a blink of an eye, three minutes later, Zhou Yan stood in place, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, his face was still calm and unscathed.

But at this moment, there were more than a dozen corpses lying here and there on the ground, all of them dead.

"hiss...."

Seeing this scene, everyone in Chen's Imperial Palace gasped and felt their scalps go numb.

They never imagined that this young man would be so ferocious that he didn't even pay attention to the emperor-level artifacts. In the blink of an eye, he killed more than a dozen of their elite disciples. This strength is simply shocking.

"escape!"

The remaining disciples of the Chen Clan's Imperial Palace ran away one after another, scattered in all directions.

"Humph!"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly, stepped forward, and reached the peak speed, caught up with the two martial disciples from the Chen Clan's Imperial Palace, and slashed out with one palm.

boom! boom!

The heads of the two warriors exploded immediately, blood sprayed out, and they fell to the ground, dead.

All of this just happened between the calcium carbide fire, and by the time the other disciples reacted, they had suffered heavy losses, and only a few remained.

"Damn it!"

"How did we provoke this evil star?"

"This is a royal artifact, and it has such terrifying combat power, how can we fight?"

The remaining disciples were terrified, trembling all over, and their hearts were filled with strong regret.

Had they known this earlier, they would have stayed far away.

It's all right now, I kicked on the iron plate, and I can't even save my life.

"I hate others betraying me the most. Since they betrayed me, they must pay the price."

Zhou Yan looked indifferent, glanced at these people, then reached out and grabbed a black pill from the space ring. This is Juyuan Pill, which can improve people's cultivation.

"What is this? What do you want?" A young disciple was scared out of his wits.

Zhou Yan didn't answer, just crushed the elixir, and suddenly a majestic and pure vitality diffused out and merged into the young man's body, making him feel extremely comfortable, his cultivation level rose steadily, and he soon broke through to the martial arts level. Act two paragraphs.

"Hahaha, I broke through!"

The young man was very excited, and quickly knelt down to Zhou Yan: "Master, please forgive me, the villain is willing to submit to you and be like a cow and a horse by your side."

The others also reacted, and followed suit, kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy.

They were deeply afraid that if they took a slow step, they would be killed by Zhou Yan.

After all, Zhou Yan is an existence that dares to kill even martial artists, let alone them?

"Are you sure you want to surrender to me?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

"Well, the villain is willing to surrender to you and be loyal forever."

These disciples nodded hastily, for fear that if it was too late, their own lives would be over.

"very good."

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan flexed his fingers and shot out a burst of energy, cutting off a disciple's arm.

"Ah~~It hurts..."

The disciple screamed miserably while hugging the broken arm, dripping with cold sweat from the pain.

"One waste!"

Zhou Yan scolded coldly, and then waved his hand, a cloud of purple flames drifted past, and the disciple's entire right arm was burned, and the intense scorching pain made him unbearably painful.

"No, I was wrong, master... please forgive me..."

The disciple wailed and struggled desperately, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, his knees were bent, and he wanted to fall to his knees.

However, the purple flame became more and more vigorous and blazing, which made the disciple unable to resist, so he could only scream miserably and continuously, in extreme pain.

This torture lasted for five minutes.

This disciple completely collapsed, his whole body was drenched, he sat limply on the ground, trembling all over, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Now, tell me, who sent you here?" Zhou Yan shouted coldly.

His eyes were serious, staring at this disciple, which made him feel cold all over.

"Yes...it's Her Royal Highness."

The disciple gritted his teeth and said.

"It really is her!"

Zhou Yan's eyes showed a fierce look, and he said word by word.

"The strength of Her Royal Highness is terrifying. If she comes in person, she will definitely be able to suppress you..." the disciple continued.

"Shut up! What I want to know is detailed information." Zhou Yan shouted in a deep voice.

"His Royal Highness, she is..."

The disciple hesitated for a moment, but decided to explain.

However, before he finished speaking, he was bombarded by Zhou Yan's thunder, and his body exploded, turning into a pile of meat.

"So much nonsense!"

Zhou Yan shook his head. These ordinary disciples had no right to know about him, and he didn't bother to explain.

Later, Zhou Yan found some gold and silver treasures.

The gold and silver treasures here are all the wealth accumulated by the Chen family through the ages, and they are priceless, so Zhou Yan took them away without hesitation.

"Huh? What is this?"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan focused his eyes, and he found a strange jade talisman on the ground, with complicated inscription patterns carved on its surface.

Zhou Yan picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"This seems to be a messenger?"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself.

The communication talisman is a rune made from the bones of spirit beasts, which can communicate with other spirit beasts, and even fight each other.

"Interesting, it's actually a messenger talisman. It seems that there are many secrets hidden in the Chen family and the palace." Zhou Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

The communication talisman is extremely precious, and it is difficult to buy it on the market, unless it is a special communication talisman made by some forces, but this obviously does not belong to the palace.

"Forget it, let's leave here first, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

Zhou Yan shook his head, ready to leave.