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In the legends, there were nine levels. One is Zhongtian, two is envious of the heavens, three is from the heavens, four is from the heavens, five is from the heavens, six is from the heavens, seven is from the heavens, seven is from the heavens, eight is from the heavens, nine is from the heavens. Above the nine heavens, there was a true immortal. The immortal's mana was profound, and with a raise of his hand, he could destroy an entire world. "However, the immortals among mortals were actually cultivators. Compared to immortals, cultivators were like ants or elephants.0

Mystic Bird was an ancient spirit beast with a powerful mana. It normally lived above the ZhongTian level and would sometimes come to the mortal world. The Mystic Bird was quite special amongst the ancient spirit creatures. The larger the body, the lower the cultivation level. The middle heaven Mysterious Bird was as big as an adult's body, but the enviable Mysterious Bird was smaller. From the sky, the Mysterious Bird was smaller, and so on. It was said that all day long, profound birds were only as big as a human's fist, but their might was limitless, so they were known as ninth heaven profound bird s.

This information flashed through the elders' minds, causing their expressions to change. Those disciples who did not know about the Mystic Bird had looks of surprise on their faces. Their gazes stopped on the Mystic Bird for a while, and then looked at the elders beside them. When the Qi Cultivation stage disciple saw that the Elders' faces were filled with shock and fear, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Zhou Tong's expression was extremely ugly. Others might not know how powerful the Mystic Bird was, but he was very clear that if the yellow bird that appeared out of nowhere with the talisman was a ninth heaven profound bird, not many of them would be able to survive. In this moment of life and death, a ruthless expression flashed across Zhou Tong's face. He quickly formed hand signs with his hands, and at the same time, shouted in a low voice: "Everyone, let's work together and kill Han Yan."

With everyone's cultivation, it was almost impossible to kill the profound bird, and the person who had summoned the profound bird was Han Yan. As long as they killed Han Yan, the profound bird would naturally dissipate. When everyone heard Zhou Tong's words, they all knew the seriousness of the situation. At the same time, they formed hand seals and controlled their tools to attack Han Yan. In a moment, streams of light flashed inside the array, and over a hundred tools and countless techniques flew towards Han Yan.

There was not a single trace of panic in Han Yan's eyes. His divine sense landed on the profound bird, and after issuing an order, his figure flashed as he charged straight towards Zhou Tong.

Seeing Han Yan coming over, Zhou Tong made a hand sign at the same time and bellowed, "Sky Sword, kill!"

The flying sword in front of Zhou Tong suddenly released a blinding light. With a flash, the flying sword quickly grew in size and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into an illusionary sword. The sword was ten times larger than before, the sword blade was releasing astonishing power, and with an extremely fast speed, it arrived in front of Han Yan.

Han Yan raised his hand and chanted three incantations, and the three red fireballs landed on the flying sword and disappeared without a trace.

The gigantic flying sword only stopped for a moment before flying towards Han Yan again.

Han Yan's expression was solemn, the three fireballs were unable to counter the enemy's attack, obviously the technique was not small. After hesitating for a moment, Han Yan took out the black iron Shield from among the storage bag and injected spirit energy into it. A stream of light flashed on the shield and emitted a faint spiritual power. The moment Zhou Tong saw the shield, his expression tensed up, and then, he sneered: "Do you really think that the shield Wei Peng gave you is a treasure? Today, I will let you see, the black iron Shield is not even able to withstand a single blow. "

The flying sword suddenly accelerated and arrived in front of the shield, thrusting straight at it.

In the next second, a scene that Zhou Tong could not believe happened. The flying sword was actually unable to pierce even half of it, and was blocked by a huge force.

At the same time, Han Yan felt the spirit energy in his body being consumed at a rapid pace. If he had to pay such a price to defend against the opponent's attack, Han Yan was not afraid at all.

Since Zhou Tong wanted to fight a war of attrition, Han Yan didn't mind continuing to play.

Behind Han Yan, the ninth heaven profound bird was quick to flash, and with every flash, a flying sword would be hit and blown away, and the flying techniques were all useless in front of it. It had to be said that although the profound bird had consciousness and was relatively arrogant, it was a rather dutiful spirit beast. The surroundings of Han Yan, who was constantly flying, flickered all around, not letting a single spell land on Han Yan's body.

After the rear was secured, Han Yan was even less worried. There were two reasons why he chose Zhou Tong's place to break through rather than Zhuge Long's place. Firstly, Zhang Long was right behind Zhou Tong. As long as he defeated him, Zhang Long would be able to kill him easily. Amongst these people, the one he wanted to kill the most was Zhang Long. Secondly, Zhou Tong was everyone's leader. It would be enough if the entire team didn't collapse after killing him. Although killing Zhou Tong was more difficult than taking care of him, Han Yan did not think that it would be difficult.

foundation-building stage cultivator had a high cultivation, and was not invulnerable. If he had not entered the seven day mountain range, Han Yan might not have the confidence to kill him in one go. After entering the mountain range, his cultivation in the Fog Valley had doubled the rotation of his spiritual power. Although his cultivation had not increased, he could feel that his attack power had increased by a lot.

Zhou Tong didn't know that Han Yan was holding onto the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal, since he was holding onto it tightly and his consciousness was unable to penetrate Han Yan's defense. It was so, that Zhou Tong could not help but sneer in his heart, "Han Yan, although your cultivation is not weak and your spirit equipment are not bad, your actual combat experience is too little, no matter how pure the spirit energy in your body is, you are still a Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator. If you fight with me, I can use my spirit energy to exhaust you to death."

Han Yan's thoughts were self-evident. If he only attacked and killed Zhou Tong, it would be a little difficult, but if he relied on the swords and shields to fight against each other, consuming each other's spirit energy, he would definitely drag Zhou Tong to death. After all, Zhou Tong was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, if he were to use his spirit energy, Han Yan would suffer a lot. Zhou Tong had to consume at least twenty to thirty percent of his spirit energy.

To Han Yan, spirit energy was the least valuable thing. After absorbing the spirit energy inside the Wordless Jade Wall, the amount of spirit energy stored in the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal was shockingly large. At this rate, even if he used it up for a month, he might not be able to use it up. Behind him, the ninth heaven profound bird blocked everyone's attacks. Han Yan could definitely take care of Zhou Tong within the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

Zhang Long scoffed coldly in his heart, as he could tell what Zhou Tong was thinking. Seeing that Han Yan was still able to persevere, he suddenly took a step forward and entered the array, and said to Zhou Tong: "Elder Zhou, I will also lend you a hand." With that, he ignored the sword that was sent flying by the ninth heaven profound bird and took out a flying sword. He quickly formed a seal and attacked Han Yan. Zhang Long understood that if he avoided and killed Han Yan, Mystic Bird would stop him. Just like Zhou Tong, he also attacked the black iron Shield.

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, and did not say anything. He knew that Zhang Long also wanted to seize the credit.

As a result, the two flying swords attacked at the same time, causing Han Yan's pressure to increase, he retreated a step. Because the spirit energy he poured into the black iron Shield was too strong, the veins on Han Yan's arm bulged, and there was a faint tendency for it to burst again. Han Yan gritted his teeth and persevered, his face no longer as calm as before, and instead started to twitch.

Zhang Long sneered in his heart, and thought: "Han Yan, this time, you're dead. Let's see how much longer you can persevere."

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