Chapter 546: Zhang Yan’s Strength

Xue Tu curled his lips in disappointment upon hearing this, then licked his fingers and said with some regret, "What a pity, such beautiful virgin blood."

However, at this time, everyone was so shocked that they didn't know what to say. Before, they thought that Xue Tu was arrogant and showing off in front of their human race, but when they saw that Xue Tu defeated Yun Miao with just one move When he died, everyone was completely shocked and speechless. Everyone looked at Xue Tu in disbelief.

"Oh my God, how is this possible? How could Senior Sister Yunmiao lose?" A female disciple shouted unwillingly.

"Yes, how could Yun Miao lose to this neither male nor female person? Senior sister Yun Miao is so powerful, how could she lose so quickly? She lost with just one move? Is this person really that powerful?" For a moment, everyone was very confused, and they all speculated about the reason.

However, the elder of the Piao Miao Yun Sect on the side shook his head helplessly and said: "Don't talk about it. This Blood Slaughter is the first level of Martial Saint. His cultivation is a level higher than Yun Miao. He is at the level of the Martial Sect." There is no way for people to defeat those in the Martial Saint realm, I’m afraid we won’t have a chance this time.”

"What? Martial Saint cultivation level?" Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard the words. Everyone looked at Xue Tu in surprise. No one thought that Xue Tu had such a high cultivation level. No wonder there were always people at Wan Shen Mountain. There was no expression of worry, even though they had lost three people before, they were still so calm. It turned out that there was still such a powerful blood slaughter here.

For a moment, everyone fell into despair. This bloody massacre had reached the level of a martial saint. What should the young generation present do? There was no one here who could be the opponent of Xuetu. For a moment, everyone looked sad. Everyone was very anxious and unwilling. They didn't want to lose to these people from the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain.

The female disciple of the Ice Emperor Palace also said with great reluctance: "It would be great if Senior Sister were here. With Senior Sister's strength, we will definitely be able to defeat this blood massacre. It's just a pity that we are here to enter Tianyu Secret Realm this time. Senior Sister is a Martial Saint." There is no use for people coming here.”

"Yes, what should we do now? Do we really want these people to win?" The female disciple on the side also murmured.

At this time, the elders were also worried. The elder of Piaomiaoyun Sect said with a wry smile: "It seems that we have been calculated this time. The people from Wanshen Mountain deliberately found this opportunity to compete with us. I'm afraid they have already calculated us." Once when we entered Tianyu Secret Realm, no disciples with the strength of the Martial Saint came with us, but they have disciples with the strength of the Martial Saint. How can we win in this way? "

"Yes, even Yun Miao, the strongest disciple, has failed, and we don't have any capable disciples left," the elders said worriedly.

Everyone turned their attention to Xuanyuan Ming. They originally wanted to see if Xuanyuan Ming could fight the Blood Tu once, but found that Xuanyuan Ming was still recovering his spiritual power and was in no condition at all. Everyone could only shake their heads helplessly, some He said regretfully: "Is this how we lose this time? If this spreads out, our human race will lose an adult."

"Yeah, it's really embarrassing to lose like this," many elders said reluctantly.

At this time, Elder Jiu glanced at Zhang Yan and asked, "Brat, what do you think? Are you sure you can defeat this bloody massacre?"

When everyone heard this, they all followed Elder Jiu's gaze and found Zhang Yan standing aside. Everyone shook their heads and said, "Elder Jiu, why are you doing this? Although we know that your Thunder College is thinking about the human race. , I also want to do my part, but this young man’s cultivation level is not that of a Martial Saint. He is only at the ninth level of the Martial Sect. Even Yun Miao is not a match for Xue Tu, how can he do it? "

"Yes, he looks so young. Wouldn't it be an embarrassment to our human race if he goes up there?" The old men who didn't know Zhang Yan said one after another.

Elder Jiu didn't pay attention to the thoughts of the people on the side, but looked at Zhang Yan and said: "It's now time, you kid, stop hiding here, hurry up and cure this bloody massacre, this kid It’s really too arrogant, can you bear it?”

"Elder Jiu, why don't you listen to my advice? What if something happens to you?" The elders on the side continued to persuade me earnestly.

The elder Jiu still turned a deaf ear and just looked at Zhang Yan and said, "What are you waiting for here? Hurry up."

Zhang Yan smiled when he heard this and said, "I'm waiting for the elders to send out the candidates they think are suitable."

"If there is a suitable candidate, why don't you tell me? We would have sent him out a long time ago," the elder of the Haotian Sect snorted and reprimanded loudly.

Zhang Yan smiled and said: "Since you can't send anyone, then I will go up and show my shame."

Elder Jiu snorted and said, "Pay attention, this blood slaughterer hasn't used his full strength yet, don't be careless, got it?"

"Don't worry, it's just a bloody massacre. I can kill him in minutes," Zhang Yan said very confidently.

"Young man, don't be so arrogant. You must know that there are people in this world who are different from others. It is not good to make such big claims," ​​the elder of the Haotian Sect once again said in a lecturing tone.

Zhang Yan frowned immediately when he heard this, looked at him with disdain and said: "I understand all the principles, there is no need for you to talk nonsense here, I am not a disciple of your Haotian Sect, there is no need for you to be here Teach me a lesson."

"You," the elder of the Haotian Sect suddenly blushed and thickened his neck with anger when he heard this. He pointed at Zhang Yan and said, "How dare you, a little kid, talk to me like this? Could it be that this is a disciple educated by your Thunder Academy?" Quality?”

Zhang Yan snorted and said: "I went up to the front to fight for our human race, but you are here nagging endlessly. Don't you find it annoying? I am not a disciple of your Haotian Sect, so I have no need at all. Come and educate me, are you capable of educating your Haotian Sect disciples, or do you have the guts to let your Haotian Sect disciples compete? I’m afraid your descendants haven’t come out of the Tianyu Secret Realm yet, right?”

"You," the elder of the Haotian Sect gasped with anger, pointed at Zhang Yan and said, "You are really a bastard who cannot be taught. Let's wait and see how you are defeated by Xue Tu, huh."

"Did you go too far in what you said?" The wine elder said coldly upon hearing this.

Many elders on the side also looked at the elders of Haotian Sect with displeasure. They all frowned and said with ugly faces: "Why do you say that Zhang Yan also stepped forward to help our human race fight? What are you talking about?" What do you mean? I don’t understand. Do you want to see our human race lose?”

"I'm just telling the truth. How can he defeat Xue Tu with his strength?" the elder of Haotian Sect said loudly.

Zhang Yan snorted and said, "What if I defeat the Blood Butcher?"

"It's just you?" the elder of Haotian Sect said disdainfully: "If you can defeat Xue Tu, I can do anything you ask me to do."

"Then I will ask you to serve me tea and admit your mistake when the time comes," Zhang Yan said coldly.

"Okay," the elder of Haotian Sect agreed immediately.

Zhang Yan snorted when he heard the words, and then walked towards the center. Xue Tu saw Zhang Yan coming on stage, and this kid even bet with others. This clearly meant that he looked down on himself. Xue Tu couldn't help but look at Zhang Yan coldly and said : "Boy, I didn't expect that with your little strength, you would dare to come up and die? And you dare to make a bet with me and others? I think you are looking for death, right?"

Zhang Yan snorted when he heard this and said: "You will know if you are looking for death or not when we fight. You are just a warrior of the first level of Martial Saint. Why are you so arrogant here? Do you really think I am afraid of you?"

"Good boy, you have the guts," Xue Tu pressed his lips and said, "I won't hit nobodies. Please tell me your name first."

Zhang Yan snorted when he heard this, looked at Xuetu with disdain and said: "Then you have to remember, I will be the one to defeat you later, and I am Zhang Yan from Thunder Academy. As long as I am here, you will not be able to do anything today." If you want to win, I will buy your blood spirit beads.”

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. You should take my move first," Xue Tu gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Yan. Then he rushed towards Zhang Yan in an instant, turned his hands into claws, and dug directly into Zhang Yan's chest. He came over, and his scarlet fingernails looked disgusting.

Zhang Yan frowned and said, "I feel disgusted when I see a person like you who is neither male nor female, and I feel even more disgusted when I see you dressed like this." Zhang Yan already held the hand in his hand as he spoke. Zhanyue Sword, when the Zhanyue Sword was taken out, everyone's eyes lit up. Although no one knew what kind of weapon this sword was, everyone could feel the aura emanating from the sword. The ancient and powerful aura is very powerful.

I saw Zhang Yan running his spiritual power, and the same blood-red spiritual power gathered on the Moon-Zhancing Sword. At the same time, Zhang Yan's figure flashed, and his whole body turned into a red light, and he stabbed towards Xue Tu in an instant. This sword Zhang Yan uses is the Ben Lei sword technique. This is also Zhang Yan's strongest sword technique. After all, Blood Slaughter is a Martial Saint. Zhang Yan can only use his strongest moves if he wants to fight him. , otherwise Zhang Yan’s cultivation at the ninth level of Wuzong would not be able to compete head-on with Xue Tu.

However, Xuetu didn't look down on Zhang Yan's sword at all, and a contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He thought, how could a mere warrior of the ninth level of the Martial Sect be able to withstand his blood claw move? I saw that Xue Tu's hands were once again entangled with powerful blood-red spiritual power. This spiritual power had a very powerful bloody aura, which made people feel very powerful.

Xue Tu grabbed Zhang Yan's sword with both hands. He wanted to do the same thing, just like he defeated Yun Miao. He also defeated Zhang Yan with one move, but when his spiritual power was incompatible with Zhang Yan's sword energy, When they collided, they found that Zhang Yan's spiritual power completely restrained his spiritual power. The bloody spiritual power on his body was no match for Zhang Yan's spiritual power. Zhang Yan's Shura spiritual power restrained his spiritual power very well. The force instantly weakened his spiritual power a lot.

At the moment when Xue Tu was stunned by this incident, Zhang Yan's sword energy had already arrived, and a sword struck directly on Xue Tu's hands, instantly dispelling Xue Tu's spiritual power and swallowing it up, and also killed Xue Tu. The reason why he was injured by a sword was because Xue Tu's spiritual power was indeed very powerful, which offset a lot of Zhang Yan's spiritual power. Otherwise, Zhang Yan could have been seriously injured by this sword attack.

Xuetu was only slightly injured at this time, but he was still shocked. Xuetu immediately frowned and took two steps back. Then he looked at his hands that were still bleeding. Xuetu looked at Zhang Yan in confusion. He didn't know. Why was his spiritual power restrained by Zhang Yan? However, Xue Tu didn't think too much and just looked at his bleeding hands.

The more Xue Tu looked at him, the angrier he became. In the end, he almost went crazy. Xue Tu shouted loudly: "You actually hurt me and made me bleed. I'm going to kill you."

Xue Tu's momentum was rising rapidly, and he became violent. The murderous aura on his body was also rising rapidly. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with bloody murderous aura.

The people of the human race were really shocked. They did not expect that Zhang Yan would have the upper hand in the first exchange of moves and directly injure Xue Tu. This was beyond everyone's expectations, especially the Haotian Sect. Elders, in their opinion, Zhang Yan was already very powerful if he could catch Blood Butcher without losing even one move. However, they never expected that Zhang Yan not only caught this move, but also gave Blood Butcher a move. He was injured, which immediately shocked him, and his whole face looked a little ugly.

Others were cheering for Zhang Yan, and everyone shouted loudly: "Okay, this sword is really cool."

"I really didn't expect that this Zhang Yan is so powerful. Even Senior Sister Yunmiao couldn't catch the Blood Butcher move, but Zhang Yan actually caught it and gained the advantage. It's really amazing," the people on the side commented.

Xuanyuan Ming sneered and said: "They don't know Zhang Yan's terror at all. Zhang Yan's strength cannot be reflected by his cultivation." When he mentioned Xuanyuan Ming, he thought of the time before, when Zhang Yan was in Wuzong. He was already stronger than them when he was at the eighth level. Now Zhang Yan, who is at the ninth level of the Wuzong, is of course even more powerful, and he has climbed to the lonely peak with his hard power. This is a state that none of them can reach.

Xue Tu's powerful murderous aura was released wantonly in the audience. At the same time, he looked at Zhang Yan with murderous intent in his eyes and said, "I won't give you another chance this time."

Everyone around was shocked by Xue Tu's powerful murderous intent. They did not expect that such powerful murderous intent could appear on Xue Tu. For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Yan with some worry.