A Mortal Cultivating Immortality, Kill My Senior Brother At The Beginning

Since he had already designed to trick Chen Xiangnan, Zhou Yan would naturally not let go of the disciple who came with him.

Ji Chunnan was following Chen Xiangnan's instructions and was waiting there. He was already imagining that after Zhou Yan was eliminated, Elder Chen would reward him with many spiritual stones.

His cultivation, which had been stagnant at the sixth level of Qi Refining for a long time, could finally break through again. Thinking of this, he was so excited that he was unaware of the danger coming.

"Shua"

The Black Demon Sword turned into a jet-black stream of light and shot towards Ji Chunnan. He was so lost in fantasy that he didn't react until the Black Demon Sword was in front of him.

In a hurry, although the critical point was avoided, a half-foot-long wound was cut from it by the Black Demon Sword.

"Zhou Yan, you, why are you here?"

Ji Chunnan kept retreating, and blood kept dripping on the ground.

"I'm not here, where should I be? Do you think I should be killed by Chen Xiangnan?"

"You, you can't kill me. We are all disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect. If you kill me, the sect will not let you go!"

Zhou Yan walked towards him slowly and said with a sneer: "What?

When you were spying on me for Chen Xiangnan, why didn't you remember our friendship?

When you followed me, why didn't you remember our friendship?

Why didn't you remember our friendship when you brought him to kill me?

Now, you are about to die, and you tell me about friendship? Sorry, you don't deserve it! "

As he finished speaking, a silver light suddenly shot out from under the ground behind him, passing through his heart.

Ji Chunnan's body fell slowly, his eyes filled with disbelief, confusion, and regret!

Putting away the silver needle, Zhou Yan came to Ji Chunnan's side, put away his storage bag, and used a fireball to destroy his body.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

Watching the corpse burn out and turn into ashes, Zhou Yan slowly flew towards Moon Watching Peak, holding a spiritual stone in his hand to replenish the spiritual power in his body.

Now that the decision has been made, it is natural to do the best. Chen Xiangnan must die today!

"Bang!"

There was a sound of explosion, and the small Five Elements Rotating Array covering Wangyue Mountain was shattered. Less than an hour had passed!

The formation was broken, and a stream of light was seen stumbling out of Wangyue Mountain and heading towards Ji Chunnan's hiding place. At the same time, from another place, Mo Tong also led seven or eight Demon Sect disciples towards the distance.

Zhou Yan sneered and immediately rushed forward. Before the person arrived, the Black Demon Sword had already roared out.

"Old dog Chen, take your life!"

At the same time as the Black Demon Sword whizzed out, Zhou Yan grabbed his palm, and a talisman appeared in his hand. He hit it directly without distinguishing, and at the same time, he shot two defensive talismans on himself.

After a fierce explosion, Chen Xiangnan's figure finally appeared clearly in front of Zhou Yan.

His hair was disheveled, his robe was in pieces, and his body was covered in blood. It looked like he had killed many people. On his left arm, the bones were exposed, and his aura was extremely dim.

"You little bastard, you dare to trick me. I will definitely skin you and cramp you today!"

When Chen Xiangnan saw Zhou Yan's figure clearly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and with a touch of his palm, a golden-purple sword light shot out like lightning.

"What a fast speed! Even though you're injured, you're still so arrogant!"

Zhou Yan's eyelids twitched, and the Black Demon Sword suddenly rushed forward, but was immediately knocked away. The golden purple sword light was still shooting at him. Zhou Yan quickly dodged to the side, and at the same time, he shot out several talismans. .

A dark triangular shield appeared near Chen Xiangnan, spinning continuously, blocking all the talismans, but the aura on the shield was much dimmed.

At this time, Zhou Yan was holding the Black Demon Sword, pouring spiritual power into it, and suddenly collided with the golden-purple spiritual light, and his body was blown away.

Zhou Yan, who was knocked away, laughed loudly: "Hahaha, old man, you have run out of gas! Even the sword is limp!"

Chen Xiangnan's face darkened, and he felt a little uneasy. He had indeed run out of gas.

In the formation, not only did he have to deal with Mo Tong, but he also had to deal with more than twenty Qi Refining Stage monks, and the spiritual power in his body had long been unable to support it.

Coupled with the final breaking of the formation, the spiritual power in his body has almost reached its bottom.

"Hmph, I can kill you even if I run out of oil and light!"

Zhou Yan sneered, reached out and patted the storage bag, and a talisman appeared in his hand. This talisman was a circle larger than the ordinary talisman. It was a Middle Level low-level attack talisman, the Thousand Sword Talisman.

"Old ghost, just die!"

The talisman's seal spontaneously ignited without wind, and then countless small long swords appeared above Zhou Yan's head, shooting towards Chen Xiangnan, the sword energy churning endlessly.

Putting away the golden and purple sword, Chen Xiangnan once again poured his Entering Spirit into the triangular shield in his hand. He immediately faced the storm and blocked the small sword.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan also became a little angry. If he was allowed to run away again, he might never be able to return to the camp again.

So he gritted his teeth, pinched his magic skills with his fingers, and the power of divine consciousness surged between his eyebrows, condensing into a long transparent illusory needle!

"Old dog, I want you to try my amazing stinging power!"

An invisible wave suddenly passed through the triangular shield and entered Chen Xiangnan's mind.

"ah…"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded from behind the shield. Chen Xiangnan covered his head with both hands and kept screaming. Without the triangular shield controlled by its owner, the aura dimmed after a few attempts and fell to the ground.

Originally it was a good time to deal with Chen Xiangnan, but at the same time as the shocking thorn was fired, Zhou Yan was kneeling on the ground with a splitting headache, feeling that the figure he was looking at was a little ghosted.

Holding back his headache, Zhou Yan pointed his finger and the Black Demon Sword shot out. It was unexpectedly inaccurate and missed Chen Xiangnan.

He gritted his teeth and took out the last Middle Level low-level talisman. So far, the three Middle Level low-level talismans purchased with five hundred spirit stones have been used up.

Zhou Yan struck it out and saw a huge flame falling on Chen Xiangnan in a flash.

The man kept rolling on the ground trying to put out the flames on his body, but he couldn't put it out no matter what.

Zhou Yan stood up tremblingly, holding the Black Demon Sword in his palm, slowly walked up to Chen Xiangnan, raised his long sword and slashed at him.

"You little bastard, die with me!"

The moment the sword fell, Chen Xiangnan slapped Zhou Yan with a flash of light, knocking out the last trace of spiritual power in his body.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yan's body flew out, and after landing, he rolled a few more somersaults, then stopped, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and he passed out.

The last thought when he was unconscious: "Mader, I might as well have killed the monk of the Foundation Building!"