Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1614 - 129: Who Else Refuses to Yield? (Part 2)

However, after Zhou Yan’s ruthless actions, they all restrained their thoughts.

But even though they restrained their thoughts, Zhou Yan did not.

In Zhou Yan’s eyes, how could he tolerate such sand now?

How can such ants, jumping around so happily, not be dealt with?

Zhou Yan’s gaze locked onto the two people and directly said, "Zhang Yuyang, Xia Houchen, you two, come out."

The two heard Zhou Yan’s words but did not immediately come out. Zhang Yuyang, with a slightly arrogant expression, said: "What instructions does Senior Brother have?"

"Hmm, Senior Brother, could it be you want to show off your mastery of the Sect’s Supreme Treasure in front of us junior brothers?"

Then Xia Houchen sneered and said, "If that’s the case, then it seems I, Xia Houchen, really do need to kneel."

Saying that, he sneered again.

Clearly, he was deliberately provoking Zhou Yan with words, trying to dissuade Zhou Yan from using the Yellow Bell.

However, how could Zhou Yan not understand the intentions of these two?

Previously, he had thoughts about killing the two of them, but his intent wasn’t particularly strong.

Yet after their words, Zhou Yan’s demeanor suddenly became much more composed, but his intent to kill was now firm.

"Oh, so you think Zhou Yan’s abilities rely on the Yellow Bell to be displayed? Actually, without the Yellow Bell, I have no less than a hundred ways to kill those ants. But, the Yellow Bell is just more convenient to use!"

"But, since you two aren’t convinced, I’ll give you a chance to be convinced this time."

As Zhou Yan spoke, with a flip of his hand, he took out the Heavenly Mechanism Soul Token from between his eyebrows and directly handed it to the Female Sect Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, saying: "Master, hold this."

"You - don’t show off, Xia Houchen and Zhang Yuyang, are both at the Fifth Level of the Soul Condensation Realm..."

The White-Clothed Female Sect Master said nothing but conveyed information to Zhou Yan with her eyes.

Zhou Yan, as if he hadn’t seen it, directly turned around, then jumped into the void.

"Boom!"

The ground still shook, but the force wasn’t great.

"You two, come at me together."

Zhou Yan gazed at them condescendingly, eyes full of disdain.

"I won’t use the Yellow Bell!"

Zhou Yan added another sentence!

"Alright, then I’ll experience Senior Brother’s prowess!"

"Alright, let’s see how capable Senior Brother is!"

Zhang Yuyang and Xia Houchen’s eyes suddenly shone brightly.

At this moment, many cultivators stood up directly, their eyes filled with a complex look of astonishment and uncertainty as they looked at Zhou Yan.

Just then, Zhang Yuyang had already charged forward, without even the basic etiquette, and unleashed a decisive strike in an instant.

His killing weapon was a long spear!

The long spear was like a dragon, killing with a Supreme Dao trajectory, imbued with terrifying Heavenly Mechanism Power and fierce intent.

This move was clearly sudden, aiming to kill Zhou Yan instantly!

At this moment, Zhang Yuyang’s mouth curled with a cold smile, seemingly having already envisioned the tragic scene of Zhou Yan being pierced through the forehead with one spear.

Heavenly Mechanism Saint Heir, so what? Dead, then he isn’t a Heavenly Mechanism Saint Heir!

Without the Sect’s Supreme Treasure, what does an ordinary wastrel without cultivation compare to me?

Thinking this, Zhang Yuyang’s killing intent grew stronger, yet he was not the least bit careless in his heart.

However, the beautiful scene did not seem to unfold as Zhang Yuyang imagined.

"Boom--"

A muffled sound rang out, Zhou Yan seemed not to resist at all, letting that spear attack right before his forehead.

But at that moment, Zhou Yan’s hand slowly reached out, then grabbed that long spear.

It was an extremely sharp long spear, the spearhead shimmering with a cold glow, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

And such a sharp long spear would typically pierce and shatter even strong soul devices, but in Zhou Yan’s hand, it didn’t draw even a drop of blood.

The immense power was actually caught by Zhou Yan’s single hand.

The advancing force could no longer erupt.

Zhou Yan, barehanded, caught the decisive strike!

Zhang Yuyang’s eyes widened suddenly, seemingly having never expected this scene to happen.

But a more terrifying scene appeared.

Zhou Yan’s hand suddenly clenched.

"Pff--"

The incredibly sharp spear tip suddenly shattered, transforming into a cloud of dust.

Zhang Yuyang, who was intimately connected to the spear, immediately felt a violent trembling throughout his body and spewed a mist of blood!

"No, this can’t be, it’s absolutely impossible!"

"How can one tear apart a Soul Device with bare hands!"

"How can this be possible!"

At this moment, not only Zhang Yuyang, but even Xia Houchen, who was about to strike with a sword, felt his heart skip a beat, suddenly sensing a bad omen.

Yet, at this instant, Zhou Yan crushed the spearhead, and his hand abruptly moved forward to grab the shaft of the spear again.

"Such spear techniques, too ordinary! I’m quite merciful, so I’ll allow you to die without regrets!"

Zhou Yan seized the spear. Without an edge, the spear in Zhou Yan’s hands instantly derived a terrifying trajectory.

It was a shot like the ultimate kill.

It was also a shot that made the colors of heaven and earth fade.

A spear thrust out, and the sun and moon lost their light.

"Pff--"

In an instant, the broken spear suddenly pierced through Zhang Yuyang’s forehead.

Zhang Yuyang trembled violently, spewing a large mouthful of blood once more, while bleeding from the seven orifices, his eyes bulging like dead fish, filled with horror and despair.

In his final moment, he saw the peerless spear technique at Great Success, but unfortunately, as he saw it, he was already killed by such a technique.

He was indeed killed with a spear through his forehead, dying tragically on the spot, but the dead one wasn’t Zhou Yan, it was himself.

...

Xia Houchen’s Sword Dao had already approached Zhou Yan’s back, seeming to take advantage of this rare moment to kill Zhou Yan.

But Zhou Yan suddenly turned, struck back with a fist, directly aiming at the approaching sword.

Using a fist against a sword?

Fist, colliding with the sharp sword?

This scene plunged everyone into silence.

Yet at this moment, no one underestimated Zhou Yan anymore, nor did anyone believe Zhou Yan was overestimating himself.

Indeed, after a muffled "boom", the sharp sword bent back like a spring and flew away.

"Pff--"

Xia Houchen spewed a large mist of blood, his body staggering back six or seven steps, his face instantly alternating between red and white.

Soon after, blood poured from all his seven orifices.

That sword, as if stabbing into a peerless Killing Array, the backlash force almost shocked him to death!

At this time, fear arose within Xia Houchen’s heart, he even wanted to beg for mercy, kneeling immediately.

However, Zhou Yan did not give him the chance.

"This counts as Sword Dao? Today, let me show you what Sword Dao truly is!"

"Sword Dao doesn’t necessarily need a sword!"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly, then his gaze sharpened, a surge of Blood Qi condensed in his mouth, which he spewed forth like a Blood Sword.

This was none other than the Canglong Breath technique of the Grey Dragon Sword Soul.

But this breath was released through the Secret Technique of Sword Dao.

The Evil Venerate Sword Dao spewed a Blood Sword, and in an instant, heaven and earth darkened again, as if only this sword existed.

"Pff--"

This time, even more completely.

The Blood Sword instantly penetrated Xia Houchen’s forehead.

Xia Houchen still stood in place, without even the expression of fear, his face still frozen in the act of wanting to kneel and surrender.

Yet his forehead had been penetrated by the Blood Sword.

When the Blood Sword pierced his forehead, it shattered his soul as well.

In such a moment, Xia Houchen’s body stood still then fell down straight.

Within one breath, Zhang Yuyang and Xia Houchen, both were dead.

And Zhou Yan, as if he had done something trivial, said, "If anyone else has objections to my position as Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, you can come forward to challenge me. Earlier I heard Zhuge Xiye say, many people want to challenge, so why not all come forward together."

Zhou Yan said, his gaze sweeping around.

At this time, no cultivator dared to meet Zhou Yan’s gaze anymore!