Chapter Seventy-Three: Powerful Suppression

  "Hmph, but it's just relying on a sneak attack, otherwise how could they be a match for our senior brother!"

  "Is this all Master Feilong can resort to?"

  "Trash!"

  ……

  The disciples of Yun Yu Feng and Fu Hu Feng were all discussing incessantly.

  "Chu Yan, go die!"

  At this moment, a loud roar was heard, and Lin Feng's eyes turned scarlet as the green flying sword above him shone brightly and stabbed towards Chu Yan.

  Lin Feng's right cheek was swollen and high, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth. His face was twisted in a ferocious grin. He could naturally see that Chu Yan's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage. Although he had defeated Qi E, it was impossible for him to have done so without resorting to some despicable trickery, and he would absolutely not be his match.

  Chu Yan didn't show a hint of surprise as the emerald green flying sword flew towards him at high speed, instead he stretched out one hand with his palm facing forward under everyone's astonished gaze.

  "Big brother, what's going on..."

  Li Tianzhao was also frightened by Chu Yan's astonishing move. Was the big brother going to use his palm to resist the flying sword?

  "You asked for it, you dog thing! Die!"

  Seeing Chu Yan merely raise his palm to block, Lin Feng's heart was even more delighted. The might of a top-grade artifact could not be withstood by mere flesh, and Lin Feng drove the flying sword with all his might, preparing for a sure victory.

  Emerald sword light burst forth in anger, colliding with Chu Yan's palm. In the next instant, everyone's eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost:

  "Bang!"

  That flying sword was actually blocked by Chu Yan's palm and couldn't penetrate even a single hair.

  Of course, nobody knew that just as the flying sword was about to hit Chu Yan's palm, he had already cast out the White Bone Tiger Demon Hand, with his entire palm completely covered in white bones.

  However, under the dazzling light of the flying sword, no one noticed anything unusual about Chu Yan's palm.

  "Is this all you can take?"

  Chu Yan smiled faintly and suddenly grasped the tip of the emerald green flying sword with his right hand.

  "How...how is this possible..."

  Lin Feng was completely stunned, he couldn't believe that his invincible flying sword was actually blocked by a palm, and the person only had an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivation.

  "Flash!"

  Chu Yan whispered softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was standing. The next moment, he appeared in front of Lin Feng.

  It was the true spirit of the nine flashes passed down by the old beggar, and now Chu Yan had already practiced the first flash. When he cast it, he could leave a residual shadow in the air, and with one flash, he could arrive instantly within ten meters.

  "The flying sword is fine, it's just paired with the wrong master!"

  Chu Yan's icy words sounded in Lin Feng's ears.

  "Pffft!"

  Chu Yan's hand tightly grasped the flying sword that was trembling with a desire to break free, and in the next instant, the sword tip directly pierced Lin Feng's chest.

  Lin Feng's eyes widened as he looked down at the blood flowing from his chest, dripping down the flying sword. Lin Feng was severely injured, and the flying sword had stopped trembling.

  "Pffft!"

  Chu Yan drew out his flying sword and kicked it out casually with one foot. Lin Feng was directly kicked flying out.

  "The flying sword is fine, I'll take it!"

  Chu Yan bit his finger and a drop of fresh blood dripped into the flying sword, a powerful divine thought instantly covered the flying sword. The next moment, the flying sword shook violently, and Lin Feng's remaining divine thought collapsed, the flying sword had changed hands.

  Everyone was still in a daze, Chu Yan's means were extremely fierce, impacting their vision.

  "Awesome, boss! You're absolutely amazing!"

  Li Tianzhao's eyes were dull and he muttered to himself.

  "Big Brother Master..."

  "Big Brother Master..."

  "Big Brother Master..."

  ……

  Fei Longfeng shouted again, hardening his sword to resist the flying sword, and defeated the enemy. However, in an instant, Chu Yan, another master of the same peak, emerged victorious.

  "It's your turn!"

  Chu Yan played with the flying sword in his hand, and swept a cold gaze like a knife towards Shan Chengming.

  At this time, Shan Chengming's mind had already stirred up a stormy wave. His strength was only slightly higher than Lin Feng's, and Chu Yan had easily defeated Lin Feng. How could he be his opponent? Originally thought it was a waste, didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

  "Chu Shidi, today we're just sparring, now that Lin Shidi is seriously injured, I think let's stop here for today!" Shan Chengming said with a somewhat awkward smile.

  "What did you just say to yourself? Did you forget?"

  "Chu Shi-di, what do you mean by this?"

  Chu Yan's disdainful tone made Shan Chengming somewhat embarrassed, and he said with a hint of anger.

  "What the hell are you, daring to come to Feilong Peak and cause trouble, hurting my fellow disciples? Do you think I, Chu Yan, am easy to bully?"

  Chu Yan let out a loud roar, his divine sense burst forth in an instant, and the powerful divine sense instantly made everyone feel suffocated.

  "This..."

  Shan Chengming was completely stunned, Chu Yan's strength had completely exceeded his expectations.

  "Aren't you curious about my strength? Open your dog eyes and take a good look!"

  Chu Yan's cold voice, four golden flying swords flew out from Chu Yan's waist storage bag, plus the emerald green flying sword that was just refined by Chu Yan, a total of five flying swords were now covered with a layer of pale blue spiritual energy.

  Five flying swords revolved above Chu Yan's head, and he walked step by step towards Shan Chengming.

  Dan Cheng's face turned deathly pale.

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