What does it feel like to be rejected and hated by everything in the world? At this moment, Jiang Yan understood?
That's out of place.
That’s enemies on all sides!
In the face of a crisis, Jiang Yan, who has rich experience in dealing with crises, did not panic at all. He rubbed his fingertips calmly and snapped his fingers.
Teng!
Within a radius of half a foot, a ball of golden flame exploded, disintegrating and restoring all the mysterious powers around it into the vitality of heaven and earth.
After doing this, the strange feeling disappeared immediately.
His breathing became smoother, his clothes calmed down, and the oncoming leaves pattered down. The soldiers of the Nanyan Army behind him stopped in confusion, not even knowing what they had just done.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yan fiercely closed his palms and was about to launch a counterattack... However, before he could really make a move, an emotion of anger and hatred suddenly rose in his heart. This emotion came so suddenly and without warning, yet it seemed like... Like a volcanic eruption, it is out of control.
Never before had Jiang Yan found that he hated himself so much. He found that he was a cancer in the world, a devil, and a heinous person.
Under this emotional outburst, he only had one thought, and that was destruction.
Destroy yourself.
Purify yourself.
Driven by this idea, Jiang Yan quickly made a substantive operation. He suddenly raised his right palm and slapped his Tianling Gai with his backhand without hesitation.
This palm was made with all my strength.
If it is true, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Even if his head is smashed with a hammer, it is very possible.
clang!
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Jiang Yan slapped his forehead hard, causing him to lean back violently. The Tianling Cap was dented, and part of his skull had obviously been broken.
As for the "murderer"'s palm, its fate was even more miserable, and it was torn apart by the backlash.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
Unimaginable pain, like a tsunami, crazily hit Jiang Yan's soul, which weakened his extreme emotions and made his red eyes dim.
At this moment, he regained some consciousness.
However, at this time, the swordsman in white did not give his opponent time to react.
He grasped his scabbard tightly again, pulled out a dark green light and shadow sword, and waved it down casually.
Jiang Yan, who had just recovered some of his emotions, instantly felt extremely lost.
He felt that he was a waste, a burden to others, that he was sorry for anyone, and had an extremely world-weary feeling. This feeling exploded to the extreme, making him suddenly have an urge to commit suicide.
Seeing this, the swordsman in white slightly curled up the corners of his mouth and raised a cold smile.
The opponent just now suddenly came to his side, and his confusing sneak attack almost broke his body, putting him in great danger.
Fortunately, the instrument given by the elder of the sect helped him withstand the blow and saved the situation for him.
Now.
It's his time to shine.
Once he grasps the rhythm, the enemy has only one fate.
That is death.
The nearby Nanyan Army officers were very puzzled by the fighting pattern between the two men. The white-clothed swordsman just waved out a series of light swords that were not dazzling, and let the master on his side make a move. The various acts of self-mutilation were really beyond their understanding.
I just think this is very weird and scary.
Here, only Chen Dai can experience the danger of the confrontation between the two.
After all, he is at a higher level.
Compared with the method used by the swordsman in white to deal with them just now, the method used now is really much better.
If the white-clothed swordsman had just used such a method, I am afraid that very few of the Nanyan Army soldiers present would still be alive.
“We have to find ways to help.”
Chen Dai rolled his eyes slightly and had an idea in an instant.
His eyes moved and fell on Jiang Yan, and he immediately began to stir up the evil energy around him, turning it into a cold murderous intention that seemed to be real, directly covering the target.
Stimulated by this external force, Jiang Yan instantly broke free from the predicament he was in. He understood the situation he was in and needed to react.
However, the swordsman in white had already drawn his fourth sword, an orange light and shadow sword.
Just when the fourth lightsaber was revealed, Jiang Yan instantly felt an unspeakable fatigue.
It was as if he hadn't slept well or had a good rest for ten days, a month, or even a year.
At this time, Jiang Yan just wanted to close his eyes, take a good rest, and sleep until the end of time, without thinking about where he was now. What situation are you in? I don’t want to think about whether it will be dangerous if I do this!
Yes, the heavy fatigue has made him unable to think.
When you are tired and tired, you have to sleep.
This is the body’s instinct.
No matter what, you can't resist.
A cruel smile appeared on the white-clothed swordsman's face, and he drew out the earliest white sword shadow from the scabbard again, and without hesitation, he slashed it down.
Uh-huh!
This time, there was no surprise. This sharp sword energy passed by Jiang Yan, who had closed his eyes tightly, tilted his body, and was falling to the ground.
There was a snap.
Jiang Yan's body stiffened for a moment, then split into two parts, each falling to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Chen Dai shouted crazily in his heart:
"No!"
He couldn't accept this reality no matter what, and he didn't want to see this scene no matter what.
As the only person who could fight against the swordsman in white at the scene, if Jiang Yan died, the rest of the people, including him, would also have the same fate!
However, he didn't notice that the corners of the white-clothed swordsman's mouth that had just been raised suddenly solidified.
Because, this young man from the Giant Spirit Society discovered that although he cut his opponent into two pieces, no blood flowed out of the fallen body.
But since the body is broken, why not see blood?
unless?
That's fake, an illusion!
Buzz!
The two "corpses" belonging to Jiang Yan suddenly emitted a clear and bright golden light. They evaporated little by little into the air, and condensed spiritually, becoming a miniature sun in the sky above the flame cage. The golden sun echoes from afar.
The white-clothed swordsman felt something in his heart. He raised his head sharply and saw a slender figure rising and falling in the big sun above his head.
Their eyes met in the sky.
"Ah!" The swordsman in white suddenly covered his head and wailed in pain. At this moment, his face was distorted, his nose was bleeding, and his eyes were covered with dense bloodshot eyes.
It was as if a steel nail suddenly penetrated his head.
Spiritual Mystery: Mind-stealing and phantom-god.
Taking advantage of various opportunities, Jiang Yan took a step forward from the big day.
As one of the fundamental inheritances of the Giant Spirit Society, the Giant Spirit's sun-hiding body is naturally not simple. It has various basic abilities and the method of hiding the sun is also a secret method.
Within the Sun Covering Domain, where the sun is immortal, the domain master can be exempted from several fatal attacks.
“Great, I knew it.
"How could a pattern warrior be defeated by someone in a row like this!"
Seeing Jiang Yan recover, Chen Dai took a deep breath and began to slowly calm down.
Without hesitation, Jiang Yan raised his right hand and made a downward gesture.
Boom!
Suddenly, a giant palm ten feet in size was outlined, carrying a terrifying speed, and directly hit the white-clothed swordsman who was immersed in pain and had not yet recovered.
This style is the flexible use of the giant spirit body.
Giant Spirit Palm.
Bang!
The giant spirit palm jumped directly to the top of the swordsman in white, and before he could react, he smashed it into the building.
Then, smoke and dust spread everywhere, and the tallest building of the sword-wielding hall collapsed.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan did not pause. He twisted his wrist half a circle, and the ruins of the building below suddenly turned red, then became soft and began to flow around like lava.
At this time, everyone could see that in the center of this small magma swamp, the swordsman in white was leaning on one knee on the ground, with his head hanging down, looking very embarrassed.
At this time, he suddenly raised his head and roared:
"I'm going to kill you...ahhhh!!"
He hugged his head tightly again.
Another mental blow!
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