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Profound Immortal Sect, deepest part of the quiet alley.

A white robed middle aged man was standing in front of Xiao Yuyao's cave. He looked to be no more than thirty years old, his aura was extremely imposing, and he was obviously a golden core stage Ranker. He looked at the array outside the cave and wanted to attack the sound transmitting a few times but gave up. In the end, he said: "Junior sister, I have already found out where he is."

Xiao Yuyao's body flashed and appeared in front of the cave dwelling. She did not open the formation, and instead asked through the formation: "Where did he go?" When she spoke, she didn't even notice that her voice was filled with concern. The him that was speaking, was none other than the man that Xiao Yuyao could not forget — — Han Yan.

The white clothed middle-aged man sighed, and said: "He passed by the State of Zhao, his destination should be the Ming Empire."

Xiao Yuyao had some understanding of Han Yan's background, and immediately guessed that it was very likely that Han Yan would return to take revenge for his parents. He said: "Senior Brother Dragon Soul, can you do me a favor?"

The Dragon Soul was slightly startled, and said: "Junior Sister, you want me to secretly help him?"

Xiao Yuyao said: "With Han Yan's current cultivation, killing Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage is not difficult. If he really were to head towards Tianming Sect, a Nascent Soul stage Ancestor would likely appear. At that time, he would definitely be killed."

The Dragon Soul's face sank, and said with dissatisfaction: "Junior Sister, Junior Brother Deng had just been killed by Han Yan. Even though he brought it upon himself, Han Yan is still the sect's enemy. And at this time, you actually want me to save him? If the ancestor knew, you should know the outcome better than me, right? " After saying that, he changed the topic and continued: "Also, if the Old Monster of Elemental Infant Stage appeared, with my cultivation, would I be able to stop him?"

Xiao Yuyao said: "Senior Brother, I know you have cultivated the Blood Puppet Technique. Even if we meet the Expert of Elemental Infant Stage, we will not be killed. "

The Dragon Soul did not answer Xiao Yuyao's question and chose to remain silent. It said: "Junior Sister, I only want to know one question, is it worth it for you to do this?"

Xiao Yuyao laughed bitterly and asked back: "You know that you won't get any results from chasing after me, and you still have to wait for me, is it worth it?"

The Dragon Soul gritted her teeth and said: "Alright, I agree." His figure flashed as he flew through the air.

State of Zhao, in the sky a hundred miles away from Nalan family.

Han Yan acted as if he didn't hear Nalan Jingyi's words and didn't reply. She was very confident in her own appearance. Nearly everyone secretly loved her amongst the young men of the family, so why was her beauty useless against Han Yan? Was it because Han Yan's demands were too high, or was it because he simply did not like women?

A hundred kilometers, to Han Yan, happened in the blink of an eye. While Nalan Jingyi was still pondering about why Han Yan had no interest in her, Han Yan had already arrived at a small town outside of Nalan family. Thirty years ago, Han Yan had met Nalan Jingyi here. At that time, this small town was still bustling with people, but now, the streets were empty.

Just as Han Yan arrived above the little town, two Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s came over, one of them shouted, "Who are you, quickly leave, this is not the place for you."

The other person sensed that Han Yan and Nalan Jingyi were both from foundation-building stage cultivator, so his tone became gentler. "Senior, please leave quickly, so as to not hurt you during the battle." He seemed polite on the surface, but the meaning behind his words were obvious. There is a golden core stage Ranker here, if you do not leave and are injured, or even die, you can't blame anyone else. It was precisely because the experts of the Orthodoxy were here that even though the two of them knew that Han Yan was a foundation-building stage cultivator, they still did not put him in their eyes. In the realm of State of Zhao, the disciples of the Imperial Divine Sect would never be afraid of any cultivator. Even if an expert from the golden core stage appeared, and there were still the Master Ancestor behind them, what did they have to fear?

After hearing the two, Nalan Jingyi who had his eyes closed suddenly opened them and said angrily: "Han Yan, help me kill them." After he finished speaking, Nalan Jingyi was afraid that Han Yan would disobey her, so he quickly kissed Han Yan on the face, and then said in a mosquito-like voice: "I don't care why you're not interested in me, but as long as you help me kill them, I'll be yours."

After being kissed by Nalan Jingyi, Han Yan could not help but be startled, and then laughed bitterly.

At this time, one of the people recognized Nalan Jingyi and cried out involuntarily, "You are Nalan Jingyi, how are you still alive?"

"You're stupid!" Nalan Jingyi sneered, and looked at the two of them coldly.

After saying this, Nalan Jingyi still felt unsatisfied. Perhaps it was because of Han Yan beside her that she was full of confidence as she ridiculed, "Did you guys get water in your brains? Wasn't my appearance here meant that all the trash who were chasing me is dead."

"What, all four Martial Uncle s are dead?" The disciple widened his eyes in disbelief. The two in front of him were merely foundation-building stage cultivator, even if they had fought, it would be impossible for them to kill the four Martial Uncle s in such a short period of time. Suddenly, he had an ominous premonition. Just as he wanted to turn around and flee, he felt a pain in his chest. Lowering his head to take a look, he saw a thumb-sized hole in his chest, and blood was spurting from it.

The other cultivator's body was startled as he shouted towards the sky, "Martial Uncle Wang, this place …" Just as he spoke up to this point, he suddenly stopped because he had entered that cultivator's footsteps and a bloody hole had also appeared in his chest.

Green light flashed in the air, and the green small sword appeared in front of Han Yan. He looked at the incoming foundation-building stage cultivator and asked Nalan Jingyi who was in his embrace: Are you going to save someone else, or are you going with me?

Nalan Jingyi really wanted to save her clan but she was seriously injured and if she ever met foundation-building stage cultivator, she would definitely die. After thinking about it, she still felt that it was safer in Han Yan's embrace. She shook her head and said, "I'm not going.

Han Yan nodded and with a thought, the green small sword floating in front of him flew straight ahead. At the same time, he took out an ordinary flying sword from the storage bag and stepped on it. They flew forward. Without the green small sword beneath his feet, Han Yan's flying speed became much slower. The green small sword in front of him flashed and appeared out of thin air in front of the foundation-building stage cultivator. The didn't even have time to unleash his attack before he was killed by the green small sword.

After killing foundation-building stage cultivator in one strike, the surrounding disciples of the Orthodoxy were all struck dumb. Many of the Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s desperately rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen wrongly. As Han Yan flew forward, cultivators all fell from the sky one after another, their souls dissipating. Everyone suddenly understood that a perverted cultivator had come.

Nalan Hai's spirit energy had been completely used up, and he was no longer able to use any spells. He was about to close his eyes and wait for death to come, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind come from behind him and rush forward. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw something that he would never be able to believe in his entire life.

The cultivator who had originally killed him had a thumb-sized hole in his chest. He looked at the area behind Nalan Hai with widened eyes, as if he had seen an unbelievable scene. Then, the cultivator's body fell from the sky. In mid-air, just as his soul was about to leave his body, there was a flash of green light and his head exploded.

Nalan Hai was stunned, just what kind of cultivator could be so vicious with one strike? Two thoughts flashed through his mind. First, the Nalan family was saved, second, who was the person who had come, to actually choose to be enemies with the Orthodoxy. To be able to kill the foundation-building stage cultivator in an instant, he must be a golden core stage Ranker. He really could not think of how to befriend the Nalan family and the golden core stage Ranker.0

With a belly full of doubts, Nalan Hai turned around. When he saw the two people flying at such a high speed, he was stunned once again.

After being stunned for a short moment, Nalan Hai sucked in a breath of cold air as astonishment constantly flashed past his eyes.

Within a hundred meters of Han Yan, many cultivators fell from the sky. Be it the Qi Cultivation Stage disciples or the foundation-building stage cultivator, all of them died in a single strike without any ability to resist. Nalan Hai's divine sense landed on Han Yan's body, and when he sensed that Han Yan was only at the Foundation Establishment stage of the late great perfection, he could not help but open his mouth.

Seeing his big grandfather's foolish look, Nalan Jingyi couldn't help but laugh, and waved his hand. "Big Grandpa, I'm here." Compared to thirty years ago, her personality had not changed much, and she still had a heartless look on her face. Even Han Yan found it hard to understand that she could still smile under these circumstances.

Nalan Hai glared at her, and said snappily: "I see you." After saying that, he appeared in front of Han Yan in a flash. After sizing him up for a moment, he said uncertainly, "You … You are Han Yan. "

"Haha …" Nalan Jingyi laid in Han Yan's embrace, almost unable to breathe from the laughter.

Nalan Hai's face darkened, and bellowed: What are you laughing at?

"I'm laughing because Big Grandpa is an idiot." Nalan Jingyi laughed, "He isn't Han Yan, could he be Han Yan's father!?"

"Ugh …" With these words, Nalan Hai didn't know how to reply. His gaze fell on Han Yan's body, and waited for her reply.

Han Yan had a very good impression of the old man in front of him. He cupped his fists and said: "Senior, I am indeed that boy from back then." As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at the nearby disciples of the Divine Imperial Sect who were fighting. With a flash of his white light, he entered the body of the man with an astonishing speed. The other party's hand that was moving his hand suddenly stopped and then fell down from the sky.

After seeing the spiritual strength finger, Nalan Hai was already convinced, this technique was extremely difficult to cultivate, it was impossible for it to appear on his father and son at the same time. However, he was very curious about Han Yan's appearance which had yet to change. The fourth stage Pill s of the Taoism had the ability to freeze one's appearance, and some heavenly materials could also help to perpetuate one's youth. Although these things were rare and hard to come by, once a lucky chance arrived, he would still have a chance to obtain them.

Nalan Hai laughed bitterly and waved his hands, saying, "Han Yan, back then, I was of the same generation as you. Right now, your cultivation is on par with mine, and your technique far surpasses mine, so why are you acting so foreign?! "

Han Yan did not pretend, and said: "I understand, kid."

Nalan Hai laughed, but just as he was about to speak, Nalan Jingyi suddenly said: "Big Grandpa, there's no need to be courteous anymore, let Han Yan make his move!" After saying that, she patted Han Yan's shoulder and waved her two little fists, revealing a look of "I don't want the world to become chaotic", and hooted: "Han Yan, kill them, don't let any of them go."

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