Chapter 964: Han Zhongli Is Angered by Yang Jian and Loses His Mind

"Haha, you can't do it. With your cultivation level, you can't be my opponent. If you know what's good for you, leave obediently. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Seeing Yang Jian injured by himself, Han Zhongli laughed triumphantly, and his face showed the proud expression of a winner.

"Haha, you should save this for Yang Jian! You are not qualified yet! Who do you think you are? You are just a piece of trash in the Golden Immortal Realm!" Yang Jian sneered, "Although your swordsmanship is good, it is too weak!"

"What!" Han Zhongli's face flushed instantly, "You bastard dare to insult me? You are looking for death!"

"Looking for death? You dare to be rampant in front of me when you don't even take a piss and look in the mirror to see what you look like!" Yang Jian said with contempt.

"Damn it, go to hell!" Han Zhongli was furious when he saw Yang Jian despising him. His aura suddenly increased, and he exuded a terrifying pressure. His eyes turned completely red, like bloodthirsty pythons, which was frightening. His aura became stronger and stronger.

"Boom!"

With Han Zhongli's roar, a terrifying force was released from his body, and a terrifying wave spread out instantly. Everything around him collapsed in an instant. Everything within a radius of a thousand meters was annihilated in an instant and turned into nothingness.

After seeing this scene, Yang Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression became much more solemn.

Yang Jian knew that Han Zhongli's strength was really not covered. He was definitely a powerful existence, worthy of being a top genius who could dominate the fairy world for tens of thousands of years.

"Hmph! Such a petty trick! Break it!"

"Buzz!"

Han Zhongli roared, and the whole person burst out again, slashing at Yang Jian with a sword. This sword contained terrifying power, like a blazing sun, with a domineering taste of burning everything, and crushed directly towards Yang Jian.

"Come on!" Seeing Han Zhongli's attack, a fierce light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Yang Jian once again used the move of "I am the only one in the nine heavens and ten earths", and instantly used the power of the seventh level, and slashed with a sword.

"Kacha!"

The two swords collided fiercely, and a violent roar suddenly sounded. The Xuanyuan Sword in Yang Jian's hand collapsed inch by inch, turning into debris all over the sky.

"What!?"

After seeing this scene, Yang Jian's face suddenly became extremely surprised. He originally thought that his strength was stronger than Han Zhongli, so Yang Jian was not worried. After all, Yang Jian had the power of the seventh level of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and even if he met a Daluo Jinxian mid-stage master, he would have the strength to fight.

But he didn't expect that Yang Jian's strength was actually more than one level worse than Han Zhongli. Han Zhongli was only in the Jinxian realm, while he had reached the Daluo Jinxian mid-stage realm. The gap between them was like a chasm and could not be crossed.

"Haha, how about it? Are you convinced?" Han Zhongli laughed arrogantly when he saw Yang Jian's reaction.

"Humph!" Seeing Han Zhongli's arrogant look, Yang Jian also felt a strong unwillingness in his heart. He snorted coldly and disappeared suddenly. When he appeared again, he was already behind Han Zhongli and kicked him.

Yang Jian's speed was so fast that Han Zhongli had no way to dodge it. His face suddenly changed and he was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Jian's speed to be so fast. He turned around and tried to avoid Yang Jian's kick.

But, how could Yang Jian avoid it so easily?

"Swish!"

A sound of breaking through the air came, and a dazzling blade light instantly passed by him, and immediately cut off Han Zhongli's shoulder, and blood splattered.

Yang Jian's kick hit Han Zhongli's back.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

A muffled sound came, and Han Zhongli's body suddenly fell to the ground, and he fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

"Yang Jian! You... you are despicable! You actually attacked me! You..." Han Zhongli looked at Yang Jian with a look of resentment, and a strong anger burst out of his eyes.

"A sneak attack? Humph! I told you that you are too weak to be my opponent! But today, I don't want to kill you, I just want to destroy your cultivation. You'd better surrender! Otherwise, I promise to make you wish you were dead!" Yang Jian looked at Han Zhongli lying on the ground coldly, and said in a cold tone.

"Yang Jian! I, Han Zhongli, will remember today's grudge. I will never forgive you. The day I regain my strength, it will be your death!" Han Zhongli stared at Yang Jian with a sinister face, gnashing his teeth and said to Yang Jian.

"You'd better pray that you don't have a chance to retaliate against me! Because I don't need you to retaliate anymore!" Yang Jian said with a sneer.

"Okay, very good! Yang Jian, let's wait and see. You'd better not let me find you, otherwise, I will definitely make you regret it!" After hearing what Yang Jian said, Han Zhongli's face suddenly became murderous, and he said viciously.

"Haha! I hope you can come to find me alive, otherwise, I'm afraid I don't have that much time to wait for you!" Yang Jian looked at Han Zhongli coldly and said disdainfully.

"Okay, very good, let's wait and see!" After Han Zhongli heard Yang Jian's words, a murderous intent flashed across his face, and he flew directly towards the distance.

After Yang Jian watched Han Zhongli's figure gradually disappear, Yang Jian's face finally darkened completely, and a look of deep unwillingness and depression flashed through his eyes.

"Damn bastard, damn it. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to this fight. It's such a waste of time! But you can't blame me. If you want to blame it, just blame Han Zhongli for his poor strength!" Yang Jian said a little depressed.

In any case, Yang Jian had the advantage in this battle. Unfortunately, because Han Zhongli's strength was so poor, Yang Jian was unable to fully exert his strength, so he fell into the current situation.

"Hateful, so hateful!"

Yang Jian cursed secretly in his heart.

"Forget it, don't think about this anymore, let's go back first! After we find the black turtle, we can refine a spiritual elixir for the master to restore his cultivation! But there is no rush now! Let's improve our strength as soon as possible!"

Yang Jian thought for a while, then gathered his thoughts and continued on his way towards Qinglong City. Along the way, Yang Jian also observed the situation of this mysterious turtle. As Yang Jian expected, the strength of this mysterious turtle was higher than what Yang Jian had estimated. It's much worse. At most, it can barely reach the peak of Daluo Jinxian in the early stage, and it can't even reach the middle stage. There is no way to compete with Yang Jian.