Overriding the Heaven

In the blink of an eye, this group of cultivators, who were embarrassed to the point of becoming angry, had their eyes turned red.    

    

"Don't let him escape!" Huang Cong's eyes flashed, and his wrist shook.    

    

In an instant, the right side of the Message Talisman ignited and disappeared.    

    

In the next moment, Tang Mu saw that in the direction of which Chu Yan was fleeing, many figures had faintly appeared.    

    

"He's mobilizing people to surround Chu Yan!" Tang Mu's gaze focused, and instantly understood Huang Cong's intention.    

    

"Senior Brother Tang, this matter will be settled soon, so there's no need for you to intervene so as to not dirty your hands." Huang Cong laughed.    

    

The cultivators in the surroundings continuously gathered around. Adding to the ones chasing after him, with a sweep of his gaze, there were at least twenty to thirty people, including quite a few cultivators with Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage.    

    

In this situation, Tang Mu did not think that Chu Yan had any chance of escaping.    

    

So after hearing Huang Cong's words, he also went down the steps with his hands behind his back, and nodded.    

    

"Kid!" "Die!"    

    

A tall and sturdy cultivator was blocking Chu Yan's path forward.    

    

One of his eyes had been blinded, which made his temperament even more ferocious.    

    

At the same time, he waved the gigantic sword in his hand, like a tornado, he fiercely rushed towards Chu Yan.    

    

The air around them exploded with tearing sounds, almost piercing one's eardrums.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Chu Yan was expressionless as he waved his Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd.    

    

"Death Gaze!"    

    

Red and black light descended like the will of the god of death.    

    

At this moment, the eyeball image that was produced by the Half-step spirit weapon violently trembling, due to Chu Yan's increase in strength, changed in light and darkness, and became even more lifelike.    

    

Those huge eyeballs were pitch black without even the slightest trace of whites in their eyes. Those eyeballs were full of eye-piercing red color, as if they were a pool of blood, causing people to feel intimidated at first glance.    

    

The surrounding cultivators that were charging in couldn't help but stop.    

    

Then, they saw the tall cultivator standing in front of Chu Yan break into pieces with a bang.    

    

The thick, fresh blood was pulled into red threads, mixing with the minced meat and bones, and exploded.    

    

But Chu Yan's figure, was like a cannonball, and with his lightning speed, he suddenly passed through the blood fog.    

    

He had actually pierced through the roiling blood mist and turned it into a blood ring, slowly wiggling in midair.    

    

"Hiss —"    

    

The surrounding cultivators couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

However, Tang Mu and Huang Cong, who were guarding in the distance, had calm expressions, and looked confident.    

    

Especially for Tang Mu, right now, he actually hoped even more that Chu Yan would start a massacre and not surrender.    

    

A guy that he spent a month on, who he was unable to catch, if he were to be easily killed by you, wouldn't that mean that this Earth Origin Stage of mine is even inferior to your group of Pulse Condensation Stage?    

    

It was a matter of face.    

    

Tang Mu could bow in front of the celestial mood stage like a dog trying to please its master, but he could not lose face in front of a cultivator whose cultivation realm was lower than his.    

    

Right now, he was thinking that it would be best if Chu Yan could slaughter this group of trash, so that not a single piece of their Pulse Condensation Stage remained, causing a river of blood to flow.    

    

He then made his final move, turning the tide with one palm strike to stabilize the universe.    

    

Only by acting like this could he show off his unparalleled power.    

    

Unfortunately for them, Huang Cong also had a general idea.    

    

Therefore, at this moment, the two strongest people at the scene tacitly did not attack. Instead, they ordered the other cultivators to surround Chu Yan.    

    

"Ten Thousand Li Leisurely Court!"    

    

Chu Yan ferociously charged forward, directly turning the enemy in front of him into a blood mist, at the same time fiercely waving the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd in his hands.    

    

In the blink of an eye, sharp rays of light exploded in front of everyone's eyes like a blazing sun.    

    

The two cultivators who were trying to stop Chu Yan were instantly engulfed.    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

Miserable screams and howls followed the blood waves as they flew out.    

    

The two cultivators that had been killed died almost the same way; they were both cut in half at the waist.    

    

Their faces were filled with terror and disbelief. After falling onto the ground, they did not die yet. They wailed loudly and crawled back and forth. The thick blood created a shocking scar on the ground.    

    

And in that moment, Chu Yan had already ran five kilometers away.    

    

"Don't even think about leaving!"    

    

"Stop him!"    

    

Seeing that the bounty was about to escape, the two Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage cultivators attacked together.    

    

"Ferocious Wind Blade!"    

    

"Sky Splitting Night Slash!"    

    

In an instant, an endless amount of sharp light, like meteors that filled the sky, poured down like waterfalls towards Chu Yan.    

    

The surrounding air was lacerated and torn apart.    

    

The ground exploded and dust rose into the air.    

    

The other cultivators who still wanted to charge forward had no choice but to retreat and avoid this onslaught.    

    

The combined attack of these two was too powerful.    

    

Moreover, these were not martial skills, but arcane skills!    

    

Seeing this, Tang Mu and Huang Cong could not help but sigh.    

    

Because in this situation, Chu Yan would definitely be forced to retreat.    

    

The timing of these two cultivators' actions was extremely good.    

    

In this way, the five kilometers that Chu Yan had previously rushed out with great difficulty was tantamount to be wasted effort.    

    

It was at this moment, within a flash of light, that Chu Yan's angry roar suddenly sounded out.    

    

This was also the first time Chu Yan made a sound since he had appeared.    

    

"Are you even qualified to use the starry sky?"    

    

"Yellow Springs Evil Dragon!"    

    

BOOM!    

    

It was like an explosion of steel.    

    

A wave of air suddenly exploded.    

    

The endless dazzling light was instantly annihilated and turned into powder.    

    

The crowd felt a buzz in their head, and as though they had been struck by a massive hammer. Their vision turned dark, and a sweet taste gushed from their throats.    

    

The cultivator that used the Star Pierce Night Slash was also stunned.    

    

This arcane skill of mine comes from a sect's legacy, how did I provoke you?    

    

After which, he saw the sharp edge in front of his eyes break apart and explode one after another.    

    

As for the cultivator called Chu Yan, not only was he completely unharmed, he did not retreat even half a step, and instead charged forward as if he was ignoring the others around him, as he rushed towards him.    

    

"You …"    

    

This cultivator was dumbstruck. He raised the long sword in his hand, wanting to force his opponent back.    

    

However, the next moment, his vision blurred, and he felt a pain on his shoulder.    

    

The strong smell of blood gushed into his nose.    

    

When he finally reacted, he realized that his right arm had been cut off from his shoulder. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining the ground red.    

    

His right arm, which was holding the sword, was now in the other's hand.    

    

"Are you even worthy?"    

    

The cultivator saw Chu Yan grinning at him.    

    

That smile contained contempt, disdain, dissatisfaction, and contempt.    

    

Swish!    

    

Then, he watched as Chu Yan crushed his entire arm, turning it into a bloody mush.    

    

As for his eighth-grade sharp sword, with a pinch of his two hands, it shattered into sparkling powder.    

    

"How, how is this possible!" The cultivator was scared silly.    

    

For a moment he forgot the pain in his wound.    

    

My Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage, is one level higher than his!    

    

Why did it seem like the other party was facing him like he was a paper man?