119: Chapter 119 I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead!

Hum~ As the immortal slaying gourd vibrated silently, a brilliant streak of sword light shot out from its mouth!

Sword Heart Tempering Method, Alchemy Sword Technique, Five Elements Unity Art, Stainless Golden Core, immortal slaying gourd!

Under the monstrous amplification of these five layers, the moment the sword light appeared, its power climbed crazily!

The sword light shot straight into the clouds, piercing a large hole in the red sky of this Blazing Corridor Secret Realm!

A pressure far exceeding the Soul Transformation Stage instantly permeated the entire area!

Watching the terrifying might of the sword light above Chen Yan's head, the saber-wielder was frightened to the point of splitting his eyes!

He trembled all over, holding his long saber in front of him:

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"You clearly, you were clearly at the end of your rope on the platform!"

His voice was sharp and piercing, filled with intense fear.

This bastard was clearly unable to stand steadily on the platform, so why could he unleash such a terrifying blow now?

What the hell is going on here!

At this moment, the saber-wielder already regretted his actions deeply!

If he had known, he should have waited for Wu Shuyan and the others to regroup before attacking Chen Yan!

But the one thing this world lacks is a regret pill!

Chen Yan looked at him coldly, without any nonsense.

He raised his hand. And pointed!

"Hum!"

The sword light actually emitted a clear, resonant sound like a spiritual sword!

Then, in the saber-wielder's terrified gaze, it shot out violently!

"Sss~ Swish!"

Wherever the sword light passed, the sharp Sword Intent directly tore the air apart!

Producing a series of explosive sounds!

"Ah!!! I don't believe it! It's a lie! You're lying to me!"

The saber-wielder's scalp tingled as he watched!

He roared, channeling all his spiritual power into his long saber, and slashed down fiercely.

"Iron Blood Soul-Chasing! Break for me!"

As the saber light flickered, it turned into a blood-colored canopy, blocking firmly in front of him.

And on his body, more than a dozen golden Talismans shone continuously.

"Boom!"

The moment the saber and sword clashed, a violent wave of air swept out!

The next instant.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound came!

The saber-wielder suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

The Magic Treasure long saber in his hand was actually shattered directly by this Sword Qi!

"Lifebound... my Lifebound saber..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes still filled with disbelief!

This was his Lifebound Treasure!

Although it was only a Medium Grade Profound Rank, it had been nurtured by his blood essence for many years and was already not inferior to a Top Grade Profound Rank Magic Treasure!

But he hadn't expected, he really hadn't expected!

In front of this sword light, it shattered in a single blow!

His soul flew out of his body in an instant, and he flashed his figure, wanting to retreat and escape!

But how could Chen Yan give him a chance to escape?

"Hmph!"

Chen Yan sneered and pressed his finger down lightly!

Hum!

The speed of the sword light increased dramatically!

"Puchi!"

The saber-wielder's chest was instantly pierced, bringing up a spray of blood mist!

The dozen or so protective Talismans on his body were useless, failing to block even the slightest bit!

The saber-wielder stiffened, looking down at the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes filled with confusion:

"Bas...tard, you f*cking... lied... you were never... injured..."

"Bang!"

His body collapsed to the ground, looking up at Chen Yan in the air, murmuring powerlessly, his voice growing weaker and weaker.

Chen Yan looked down at the saber-wielder indifferently, pointed his fingertip, and a ball of Purple Sun Fire shot out, landing on his corpse.

"Swish!"

The Purple Sun Fire spread instantly, swallowing Diao Cheng's corpse.

In just a few breaths, a dignified Late Nascent Soul stage saber-wielder turned into a pile of ashes.

Chen Yan retracted the immortal slaying gourd, walked to the ashes, and bent down to pick up his storage ring.

He probed with his Divine Sense.

His face couldn't help but light up with joy!

Sure enough, none of these Sect Prodigies are poor!

He saw that inside the storage ring, Spirit Stones were piled up like a small mountain, and there were countless Medicinal Pills and Talismans!

Chen Yan quickly counted, just the High-Grade Spirit Stones alone numbered over thirty thousand, and there were several Spiritual Artifacts of decent quality.

"Not bad, not bad, this can be considered a small fortune."

He tucked the storage ring into his robes, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily.

But when he looked up at this Trial Grounds, his mouth curled down again!

The teleportation mechanism of this Trial Grounds is really too annoying.

Every time he enters a new area, he gets randomly teleported, separating him from his Revered Master.

I wonder how Revered Master is doing right now?

But with Revered Master's strength, there shouldn't be any danger, right?

But even so, Chen Yan still couldn't help but worry!

He only wants to find Revered Master as soon as possible, and then...

Hehehe~

Leng Qingshuang's cold and ethereal face flashed through Chen Yan's mind, and the smile on his lips suddenly became a bit lecherous.

Then, of course, it's time to properly "comfort" Revered Master~

After all, Revered Master is drifting outside alone; she must be very lonely, right?

As a Disciple, I must fulfill my filial piety properly~

Massage the shoulders, touch the legs... Bah! I mean knead the legs, knead the legs to relax!

Don't think dirty thoughts!

Just as Chen Yan was daydreaming, several sounds of breaking air came from behind him.

"Chen Yan!"

A sharp shout rang out, carrying monstrous killing intent.

Chen Yan turned his head and saw several figures flying over from a distance.

The person in the lead was none other than Wu Shuyan!

And behind Wu Shuyan followed over a dozen people, who were exactly the Sect Disciples who intended to attack him on the platform!

Chen Yan couldn't help but frown: "How did these people manage to regroup so quickly?"

Before he could figure out the reason.

Wu Shuyan had already landed in front of Chen Yan.

His gaze swept over the ashes on the ground, and his expression changed instantly.

The torn cloth scattered next to the pile of ashes was exactly the clothes the saber-wielder had been wearing!

"You killed Diao Cheng?!"

Wu Shuyan's voice was unusually sharp, his eyes filled with shock.

Chen Yan sneered, shrugged his shoulders, and said calmly: "Who is Diao Cheng? I don't know him."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling slightly: "But I did just kill a reckless fool. If that fool happens to be Diao Cheng."

"Then I must have been the one who killed him!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuyan's face turned livid.

The dozen or so Prodigy Disciples behind him were burning with rage, their killing intent soaring to the sky.

"Chen Yan! You are courting death!"

A Prodigy from the same Iron Blood Sect roared angrily and was about to rush up.

But was stopped by Wu Shuyan reaching out.

Wu Shuyan stared coldly at Chen Yan, his thoughts turning.

Diao Cheng was the strongest among their group, besides himself!

Even he would have to expend some effort to take down Diao Cheng.

But they had already rushed over quickly after receiving Diao Cheng's transmission!

In this time, less than 10 breaths had passed!

But in these 10 breaths, Diao Cheng had died!

What does this mean?

It means Chen Yan's strength far exceeds their imagination!

Wu Shuyan looked up at Chen Yan, and suddenly a flash of light appeared in his eyes!

He saw that beneath the calm Chen Yan was trying to maintain, a flicker of panic flashed in his eyes!

His aura seemed stable, but upon closer inspection, one would find his aura was weak and floating.

Clearly a sign that his spiritual power was exhausted!

He realized it in an instant!

The battle between Chen Yan and Diao Cheng just now must have consumed a large amount of his spiritual power!

At this moment, he was just at the end of his strength, bluffing!

"That sword light that pierced the sky just now was your doing, right?"

Wu Shuyan's eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared fixedly into Chen Yan's eyes and asked coldly.

Chen Yan's eyes flickered, and he actually dared not meet his gaze.

But verbally, he retorted toughly: "None of your damn business!"

Wu Shuyan understood everything in an instant, sneering as he approached Chen Yan step by step.

The other Prodigy Disciples behind him also lined up, surrounding Chen Yan tightly!

"Hahaha! You must have exhausted all your strength to kill Diao Cheng; your body is surely empty by now, right?"

Wu Shuyan looked at him, killing intent bursting forth, and said coldly:

"Hand over all the treasures and Opportunities on you!"

"I can give you a quick death, otherwise..."

He paused, the killing intent in his eyes becoming even more intense: "I will let you know what it means to suffer a fate worse than death!"