Overriding the Heaven

"Use your life in exchange."    

A light sentence instantly silenced the crowd.    

For a moment, almost everyone present thought they had misheard.    

"What, what did you just say?"    

After a moment, Shen Yunshan stammered and pointed at Chu Yan.    

Chu Yan glanced sideways.    

All of a sudden, Shen Yunshan shut his mouth and didn't dare to say another word.    

Yan Fanglei's eyes narrowed slightly.    

His eyes sparkled.    

"Do you know who you're talking to?"    

With his hands behind his back, Yan Fanglei said coldly.    

Although Chu Yan also had Earth Origin Stage, Yan Fanglei was not afraid at all.    

He also had Earth Origin Stage.    

Furthermore, it was one level higher than Chu Yan, and was a large success in Earth Origin Stage.    

More importantly, this was his territory!    

They were surrounded by the people of the Patriarch Shen Branch, what was there to be afraid of?    

Chu Yan didn't respond at all, but said: "Three."    

"Hmm?" Yan Fanglei frowned.    

"Two." Chu Yan pouted, with a smile that was not a smile.    

This was the countdown.    

It was also the final ultimatum.    

"Brat, you're courting death!" Yan Fanglei slowly spat out a sentence from between his teeth.    

"One!"    

Swish!    

With that, Chu Yan took a step forward.    

"Ten thousand miles from an idle court!"    

He was as fast as lightning, and his aura overflowed the heavens; he was arrogant and domineering.    

At this moment, the surrounding Shen Family felt the surrounding air being pressured, as though it was being condensed into a solid substance.    

"How dare you!" Yan Fanglei's eyes lit up and his fingers clenched into a fist.    

In an instant, he caught the two thin jade colored arrows between his fingers, threw them at Chu Yan, and pierced towards Chu Yan.    

An arrow pointed between his eyebrows.    

An arrow pierced the chest.    

"Wushuang, Devouring Spirit Arrow!"    

"What garbage is this!" Chu Yan sneered and swung his arm at the same time.    

In the next moment, the thin arrow that he held in his hand pierced through the air at a speed much faster than Yan Fanglei and shot into Yan Fanglei's mouth with a 'shua' sound.    

Yan Fanglei's pupils suddenly contracted.    

Puff!    

The sound of flesh breaking could be heard.    

All of a sudden, everyone saw a dazzling flower of blood explode below Yan Fanglei's head.    

The jade-green light shot out from his mouth, piercing through his throat and then the back of his head.    

Pieces of flesh and blood immediately exploded into a ball of demonic blood.    

Everyone was trembling inwardly.    

Yan Fanglei looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. His eyes were filled with indescribable shock and fear.    

At the same time, Chu Yan's body and mind moved.    

"Seven Stars Windstorm Steps!"    

The Misty Cloud Boots allowed his footwork to become even more nimble.    

He easily dodged the two arrows shot by Yan Fanglei and caught them in his hand.    

"How is this possible!"    

Yan Fanglei wanted to shout that out.    

However, at this moment, blood was gushing out crazily from the wound on his throat.    

The blood blocked his throat, causing his exclamation to transform into an odd moan.    

Under Yan Fanglei's frightened eyes, Chu Yan's figure appeared in front of him.    

This moment of terrifying oppression made Yan Fanglei feel as if a great disaster was about to befall him.    

"I taught this move to A Qing."    

At this time, Yan Fanglei and Chu Yan looked at each other and heard the sneer in each other's voice.    

"If you want to kill him, then I'll return it to you. Kill him with the Dragon's Fury!"    

"Buzz ~ ~ ~"    

Boom!    

His five fingers clawed out.    

Its power was more than ten times stronger than Shen Qing.    

It was like a thunderbolt, or an explosion of steel, or a clap of thunder.    

The space in front of Chu Yan's palm shattered inch by inch.    

Yan Fanglei's breath was stagnant as he looked at Chu Yan's approaching palm with his mouth agape.    

His hands and feet were ice-cold, and he couldn't move his body. He felt as if his soul was about to leave his body while screaming.    

Sssii! *    

Bang!    

Ye Zichen hit Yan Fanglei's chest with his five fingers.    

In an instant, a large amount of blood exploded in front of Yan Fanglei's chest, becoming a wave of blood surging outwards.    

Yan Fanglei arched his body like a shrimp. A bulge appeared on his back that had a strong impact force.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

The sound of bones shattering continuously emanated from his body.    

In the next moment, this human-shaped cannonball whizzed through the air and heavily crashed into the ground.    

The crowd only felt a blur in front of them, Yan Fanglei's body had already smashed a huge hole in the ground.    

The ground even shook violently because of this.    

Ripples of earth that could be seen with the naked eye diffused outwards in a concentric circle.    

At this moment, Chu Yan landed on the ground.    

In the entire process, he had only attacked twice.    

It had severely injured Yan Fanglei.    

The other time, he had caused the other party to be unable to decide whether he was dead or alive.    

In comparison, Shen Huang who was injured by Shen Qing felt as though a spring breeze was blowing past her face.    

"So arrogant. I thought he was very strong, but it turns out … heh."    

His Highness sneered.    

At this time, no one dared to make any sounds of dissatisfaction.    

Everyone could feel the blood in their bodies rushing to their brains, and they could not move at all.    

This scene was too exaggerated, too shocking.    

In the hearts of the young clansmen of the Shen family, Yan Fanglei was not only the enlightened teacher, but also the powerful foreign delegate of the Shen family.    

He was an existence that no one in the entire Patriarch Shen Branch dared to underestimate!    

Besides, Chu Yan's cultivation level was one level lower than Yan Fanglei!    

But now, he was crippled by Chu Yan.    

Looking at Chu Yan's attitude just now, it was as if he didn't beat a cultivator with a higher cultivation level but crushed a piece of paper with ease.    

Finally, someone who could not stand the fear in his heart fell to the ground with a thump.    

Chu Yan glanced at that person, then looked at the other Shen Family, snorted, and turned to look at Shen Qing.    

"Today's first lesson.    

If anyone barks their teeth at you.    

Then …    

"Kill him."    

With that, Chu Yan waved his arm.    

The two arrows that he held in his hands earlier shot out. One was nailed into Yan Fanglei's forehead, and the other was nailed into his chest.    

The three arrows that came from Yan Fanglei were also shot from where Yan Fanglei wanted to ambush Chu Yan and Shen Qing.    

Yan Fanglei's body spasmed, tensed up and then stopped moving.    

Grief and indignation appeared in the eyes of the surrounding Shen Family s.    

However, no one dared to stand out.    

Chu Yan looked around at the crowd and muttered, "Why don't one of you stand out and say you don't want to bully the poor?"    

Everyone: "..."    

"It's good to shout 'Thirty years in the East and West of the River, thirty years in the West'. That way, I can teach him a little bit about being human."    

Everyone: "..."    

Finally, after a moment, a thin youth stood out from the crowd.    

It was obvious that at this time, his heart was filled with fear.    

His pale face, trembling lips, and trembling body all showed how he was feeling at the moment.    

When Chu Yan's gaze fell on him, the teenager shuddered and almost retreated.    

But he held it in.    

"You, you killed Mr. Yan." The youth said while shaking.    

As if he was too scared, his voice changed.    

"Yes, so, do you want to avenge him?" Chu Yan laughed.    

In the eyes of the youth, his expression was one of eagerness.    

Instantly, the youth was frightened to the point he cried.    

"Our Shen and Shen families are not so easily bullied." The teenager cried as he spoke.    

Chu Yan took a step forward and placed his hand on the teenager's head.    

The youth trembled.    

"His surname is Yan, not a member of your Shen family. Didn't you see me kill him? Did none of your family's elders say anything for him?"