Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

The four disciples who were following Zuo Ziyang attacked with disdainful expressions. However, they suddenly realized that a strange smile had appeared on Yan Lang's face.    

His mental energy had turned into four huge fists, exploding the air and rushing out in an instant!    

Rumble!    

The four of them were caught unprepared!    

Like a kite with a broken string, it flew in all directions!    

When they landed on the ground, their blood was boiling. Two of them even spat out a mouthful of blood. They covered their chests with both hands and coughed crazily. In the blink of an eye, they looked dispirited!    

Yan Lang's attack, which was formed by his mental energy, was like a dagger. It also had a huge lethality! Even though his opponent had a powerful cultivation level, it was still very difficult for him to withstand this sudden attack.    

Furthermore, this kind of mental energy attack was even more unbearable than an ordinary Profound Qi attack. It destroyed their mental energy, causing them to be disoriented and unable to launch another attack.    

"F * ck! This cunning bastard!"    

Zuo Ziyang gritted his teeth in anger at Yan Lang's act of pretending to be a coward.    

Even he had been fooled just now. Yan Lang's act of pretending to be a coward had made them believe that he was the real Yan Lang. That was why they had underestimated him. That was why they had failed in such an easy task.    

Looking at the four men that he had brought with him, and seeing that their auras had weakened due to the explosion, he let out a loud shout and took the lead to attack them!    

"Zhang Mu, you and your group, join hands with me and kill this fellow!"    

Boom!    

Zuo Ziyang's aura was majestic. He struck out with his palm, blocking all of Yan Lang's escape routes.    

"Go!"    

Zhang Mu heard Zuo Ziyang's order and waved his hand!    

The disciples behind him were very cooperative. At the same time, they jumped up and crazily called out to Yan Lang!    

Each of their techniques was extremely powerful. Almost all of them were killing moves!    

Yan Lang gritted his teeth!    

"Damn it!"    

At this moment, Yan Lang had obviously fallen into a desperate situation. He looked like he was going to fight with his life on the line.    

With so many disciples surrounding him, he understood in his heart that he would die!    

However, even at the brink of death, he had to drag someone down with him!    

The silver dagger around his body whistled, surrounding him like a cocoon surrounded by a dagger.    

The Spiritual Force howled. At this time, his combat strength had also been maximized!    

After that, he quickly dodged Zuo Ziyang's attack. With a move of his aura, he rushed towards the weakest disciple of the cultivation level!    

Bang!    

The disciple with the weakest aura did not put up any resistance under his crazy attack. Instead, he simply dodged it.    

Just as this disciple dodged this attack, Yan Lang instantly withdrew all of his attacks. His Mental Energy turned into a pair of wings. With a swoosh, he fled for his life from the breakthrough point.    

"Me! Me! How shameless! Everyone chase after him!"    

Zuo Ziyang couldn't help but curse inwardly when he saw Yan Lang choose to escape once again. He no longer had the courage to fight.    

However, at the same time, the few of them chased after him at high speed.    

"We can't let this guy escape! We must kill him today!"    

"Pursue him! Whoever kills him first will be heavily rewarded!"    

Zuo Ziyang, zhang Mu, and the others walked out one by one and maximized their speed.    

"Brother Yan Lang, you don't have to run away to deal with these small fries, right?"    

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Lang.    

This human figure stood as straight as a spear. His aura was incomparably sharp.    

That fearless look made Yan Lang, who was running away in a panic, feel embarrassed to run away.