Chapter 1221, Anti-killing
"Ahem, ahem...you little bastard, you actually sneaked up on me."
The man in black roared again and again, his face was distorted, his eyes were red, and he stared at Zhou Yan like a beast.
He was a majestic martial artist, but he was unexpectedly attacked by a martial apprentice, which made him extremely angry.
Suddenly, the man in black disappeared in place and appeared in front of Zhou Yan.
This time, without any hesitation, he stretched out his withered ghost claws, and grabbed Zhou Yan's head fiercely with a ferocious aura.
"cut!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were stern, and instead of retreating, he advanced, holding the soul-breaking knife in his hand, and slashed across with it.
clang!
The sound of Jin Ming resounded, Zhou Yan's tiger's mouth went numb, and he staggered back.
His footsteps were unsteady, and he took a few steps back, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"This kid, what a strong body."
The man in black's face darkened, his attack could not do anything to the opponent.
"Who the hell are you? Why are you hunting me down?"
Zhou Yan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and fixed his eyes on the man in black.
"Hmph, kid, you got yourself into trouble, yet you dare to ask me who I am?"
The man in black snorted coldly, his eyes filled with mockery.
"I've never met you before, so how can we talk about getting into trouble?" Zhou Yan said with a frown.
During this period of time, he has been walking in Nanyang County, except for King Yan Luo and Zhao Yunlong, he has never had any grudges at all.
"Jie Jie, after killing you, you will naturally understand."
The man in black laughed strangely, and his tone was serious, as if he was a demon who was killing him.
"Boy, just suffer and die."
The murderous intent on the man in black skyrocketed, and he charged towards Zhou Yan again.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me."
Zhou Yan snorted softly, a look of sternness flashed in his eyes, he raised the soul-breaking knife in his hand, and slashed out.
Whoosh!
This knife, wrapped in monstrous knife strength, swept away towards the man in black.
The knife roared, and wherever it passed, the air was vibrating and crackling.
"Ok?"
The man in black's complexion changed, and he felt a killing intent covering his whole body.
"court death!"
The man in black snorted coldly, slashed the green dagger in his hand, pierced the void, and a green knife roared out, shaking the knife hard.
boom!
One knife and one blade cancel each other out, and the knife gang collapses invisible.
Thumb up!
Zhou Yan retreated violently, and every time he took a step back, a shallow pit was left under the footprints.
"Hey, boy, I advise you to go ahead and catch me. You are a mere warrior, and it is impossible to defeat me."
The man in black grinned grimly, his figure flickered, and charged again.
"Want me to surrender, dream!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were cold, his arms trembled, and a stream of blood spit out from his mouth. He clutched the soul-breaking knife tightly and fought hard.
The blade danced, Zhou Yan's steps were chaotic, and he had already been hit a lot, dripping with blood.
"Damn, this kid is really resistant to beating."
The man in black showed a look of embarrassment. He used eighty percent of his skills in these attacks, but he still couldn't take down the opponent, which was a shame.
"Since that's the case, don't blame me for destroying flowers with my hands."
The man in black snorted coldly, turned his eyes and looked at the bed.
Immediately, there were waves of fluctuations on the bed, and along with the ripples, black shadows emerged from the inside.
"Jie Jie, boy, go to hell."
The man in black drank coldly, poked his palm into the bed, and grabbed a handful of pitch-black poisonous needles.
In an instant, dense poisonous needles shot towards Zhou Yan, covering his sight.
"what..."
Zhou Yan's complexion changed drastically, he screamed in fright, and hurriedly swung his knife to block it.
The blade glowed brightly, dancing wildly like a silver snake, continuously chopping and falling on the poisonous needles, knocking down all the poisonous needles.
However, the man in black had already fled away, hiding in the distance, watching this scene with gloom.
His face was slightly pale, the poisonous needle just now consumed a lot of his vitality.
"This guy is too cunning."
Zhou Yan let out a long breath, with a look of despair on his face.
The strength of the man in black is unfathomable. Even if he fights to the death, he may not be able to match him.
What's more, he is now suffering heavy injuries, if he continues to fight, he will definitely suffer.
"Little beast, I advise you to give up resistance, the old man can save your life."
The man in black said indifferently: "Otherwise, you will surely die."
"Don't think about it."
Zhou Yan looked cold and refused without hesitation.
Although he was also afraid, once he succumbed, he would definitely become a prisoner. He was absolutely unwilling to accept such a result.
"You don't eat a toast, you eat fine wine."
The man in black was furious, glanced at Zhou Yan, showed a cruel expression, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, when I finish extracting your memory, I will refine you into a zombie and stay with me forever."
"Zombie?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan was dumbfounded, and fear appeared on his face.
Zombie is a kind of appellation for ancient cultivators. They specialize in sucking the essence of living things and devouring the souls of living things. They are powerful and very evil.
"Hahaha, the more you know, the more painful your death will be."
The man in black raised his head and laughed wildly, his figure flitted, and he rushed towards Zhou Yan again.
The flashes of swords and swords collided endlessly, fiercely, and clanging.
Zhou Yan swayed and retreated steadily, his face became more and more embarrassing.
"This kid, why isn't he dead yet!"
The man in black's face was livid, his eyes were about to split open, and he roared inwardly.
He has tried his best, but still can't overwhelm Zhou Yan.
"This body won't last long, so I have to withdraw first."
The man in black sighed and was about to get away and leave.
After all, he is not an orthodox warrior, he is good at hidden weapons, and his melee fighting ability is very weak.
If it is normal, he is confident to suppress Zhou Yan.
It's a pity that when he used the secret technique just now, his vitality was greatly depleted and his strength was greatly reduced.
"Want to go!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan's sharp eyes caught the moment of the man in black, jumped up suddenly, swung the soul-breaking knife, and slashed towards him.
The Broken Soul Knife turned into a stream of light, tore through the air, and slashed towards the neck of the man in black.
"Damn boy!"
The man in black's complexion changed drastically, his feet stepped on the void, and he took off into the air.
However, it was still half a beat too late, and the Broken Soul Knife slashed down, cutting open the shoulder of the man in black, and blood spurted out, almost cutting him in half.
The man in black howled miserably, covered his wound, and fled quickly.
"Hmph, spare your life today, but you will definitely die someday."
The man in black snorted coldly, turned around and ran away.
"Where to escape!"
Zhou Yan yelled, made a wrong footstep, and rushed away again, the soul knife in his hand danced, and the sharp wind of the knife whistled like raindrops, covering the man in black.
In an instant, the sword light was crisscrossed, blood was spilled, and the figure of the man in black was revealed, forced out of shape by Zhou Yan.
Swish!
The eyes of the man in black turned cold, and as he flicked his sleeve robe, dozens of poisonous needles shot towards him, blocking Zhou Yan's way out.
The poisonous needle pierced the soul-breaking knife, sparks splashed everywhere, and Zhou Yan was shocked back again and again.
"Boy, this time you can't escape, take your life."
The man in black smiled ferociously, with black smoke rising from his body, he rushed towards him like a ghost.
These poisonous needles contain highly poisonous, and ordinary warriors will die immediately if they touch them.
However, when these poisonous needles approached Zhou Yan, they were blocked by the soul-breaking knife in his hand.
