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In a flash of blue light, he appeared in front of Liu Xiangtian, his speed astonishing.

With regards to the flying techniques, Liu Xiangtian did not take them seriously at first. He snorted coldly in his heart, but just as he was about to use the techniques to block them, he realised that the blue light contained a terrifying Qi, which was extremely powerful, and could even directly devour souls. Although Liu Xiangtian had heard of the Soul-Destructing Finger, and knew how powerful it was, he never would have thought that the golden core stage could be used to this extent. Although the Dao Soul Extinguishing Finger that had blocked the light earlier was powerful, it was far weaker than the two in front of him. The attack power contained within these two swords was many times stronger than the previous one.

Liu Xiangtian didn't have time to think further. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and transformed into a red bolt of lightning that flew towards the two blue lights.

The brilliant light and the blue light collided in midair, and the brilliant light dissipated. The blue light only paused for a moment, before it continued to fly towards Liu Xiangtian.

Liu Xiangtian was only a soul body, and was only one-tenth of the original body's strength. If the original body were to come, defeating the two Dao Soul Extinguishing Finger wouldn't be difficult. But with the situation in front of him, it would be extremely difficult for Liu Xiangtian to defeat the Soul-Destructing Finger. Without even thinking about it, Liu Xiangtian quickly retreated, and released waves after wave of light. As the light was unleashed, his illusionary body became transparent.

At the same time he retreated, Liu Xiangtian saw Han Yan rushing straight towards his son. With an enraged roar, he said in a dense voice, "Kid, if you dare to kill my son, I will make you regret coming to this world." After retreating three hundred meters, Liu Xiangtian finally defeated the two Dao Soul Extinguishing Finger s. He let out a breath of relief and just as he was about to save his son, he saw that Han Yan was already holding onto Liu Xiaoyao.

Han Yan grabbed Liu Xiaoyao, a killing intent flashed past his eyes, seeing that Li Chuang and the rest were about to hit the storage bag on his waist, he bellowed: "If you don't want him to die, then stop."

Li Chuang and the rest's eyes were filled with hesitation, they raised their heads and looked at Liu Xiangtian behind them, and were at a loss as to what to do.

With his son caught, Liu Xiangtian was enraged, and angrily said: "Let him go."

Han Yan sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Let him go? Your son can kill others, but can't I kill him? "

Liu Xiangtian obviously cared a lot about her son, and her tone eased up by a bit as she said: "You're the only one who can release my son, no matter what kind of shake you make. As long as it's something that I can do, I'll definitely agree to it."

In that case, perhaps it would be of some use to other cultivators, but to Han Yan, it would be of no use at all. Han Yan had muddled along within the Taoism for so many years, that he was no longer the ignorant cultivator that was once everywhere. Han Yan knew clearly in his heart that he had already fallen out with the Golden Crow Pavilion, and even if he released Liu Xiaoyao at this moment, the other party would still chase after him. Since he had torn off his face, saying whatever he had to say would be useless. With Han Yan's personality, he did not like to waste words, and coldly said: "He can die now."

Han Yan suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and an immense amount of force was channeled into Liu Xiaoyao's body through his hands. Liu Xiaoyao's face darkened, and started to spasm, white foam flowing out of his mouth. When the once overweeningly arrogant Young Master sensed the approach of death, he was finally afraid and immediately shouted: "Fellow Daoist, please let me go. As long as you let me go, I can give you anything …"

Liu Xiaoyao's begging did not have the slightest effect. Seeing that Han Yan did not have any intention to stop, he clenched his teeth and shouted to his father who was in the air: "Father, save me, I don't want to die … …" His voice became hoarse, and he looked extremely miserable. He did not look like a Expert of Elemental Infant Stage, but more like a stray dog.

Hearing his son's call, Liu Xiangtian's heart ached, and he loudly said: "Are you going to let him go or not?"

Han Yan's gaze was ice-cold, the expression on his face did not change at all. Seeing Liu Xiaoyao's eyes, it was as if he was looking at a dead man.

Liu Xiangtian faced the sky and roared, and said angrily: Li Chuang, do it!

Li Chuang and the others had hesitant expressions on their faces, because they knew that once they made a move, they would surely die at the hands of the middle-aged man. Although the opponent was only at Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, killing young master was as easy as crushing an ant. Would killing them need too much strength? If they did not act now, even if they survived, they would have been executed by the Pavilion Lord.

If he attacked, he would die. If he didn't attack, he would die.

Li Chuang and the rest thought of this, and at the same time patted the storage bag s on their waists, took out their treasures and attacked Han Yan. At this moment, everyone already understood that if they were killed by Han Yan, they might not be scared out of their wits. Once he returned to the sect, not only would he be scared out of his mind, he would even implicate his family.

Han Yan was calm and composed, his face showing no signs of worry. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and waved in front of him. Puchi! A stream of gale technique was released, with a whistling sound, it arrived in front of the hundred over treasures, all of them being swept up by the gale and blown up to the sky.

Cultivators of the Golden Crow Continent used Strength Of Yang as their core, and most of the techniques used were fire attribute s. There were no wind type techniques like the one used in the Ten Directions Continent.

The fierce wind blew the magic treasure away, causing Li Chuang and the others' hearts to thump. When they felt that they had lost contact with the magic treasure, they immediately spat out a mouthful of blood with faces full of fear. It had to be known that these treasures were their Intrinsic Magic Weapon s. Having lost contact with them due to the Spiritual Sense Imprint on them, there was only one possibility. After these treasures flew into the air, all of them fell to the ground.

Just thinking of a spell that could destroy hundreds of magic treasures, how could Li Chuang and the others not see that the other party was not trying to kill them? If he wanted to kill them, he wouldn't even need to fly to the sky. As long as he flew towards them, there were very few among them who could withstand this gale. Even if he could barely block it, he would be severely injured.

Han Yan did not want to kill them. He could kill all cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage in an instant without even needing to lift a finger to kill them. There was only one reason why Han Yan did this. He wanted Liu Xiaoyao to understand that no one could save him and let him die in despair.

Liu Xiaoyao's strength had exceeded his imagination. Sensing that his soul was dissipating, he closed his eyes in despair, and shouted with his last bit of strength: "Father, you must avenge your son …" His voice was still echoing in the air when his soul dissipated and he died on the spot.

Seeing his son dead in front of him, Liu Xiangtian was furious, "Bastard, I will make you pay with your blood." He was crazy. In a flash, he appeared in front of Han Yan, his two hands quickly forming hand seals, causing huge amounts of energy to rush out of his body, forming a terrifying soul pressure that landed on Han Yan's body. Because of the illusory body, he was unable to use his Strength Of Yang as the main technique, and could only use Soul Power s to forcefully kill Han Yan.

Although Han Yan's Soul Power was not as good as Liu Xiangtian's, he still used his flesh to fight with the opponent. With a cold snort, he released the two powers within his body, and under his control, the enormous two forces fiercely rushed towards the Soul Suppression. Both of his hands collided against the pressure on Han Yan's soul and following that, a loud sound echoed. After repeated collisions, the pressure on Han Yan's soul was finally unable to resist Han Yan's attacks without being replenished by him and eventually crumbled.

Liu Xiangtian's face twitched, he was so angry that he could not control himself. If he appeared with his physical body, he would probably use a destructive technique to destroy this land. However, at this moment, Liu Xiangtian wanted to kill someone, but he was powerless to do so. Sensing that his illusionary body was slowly becoming transparent, and was about to dissipate, he laughed loudly, stared at Han Yan, and cursed him word by word, "Brat, you have guts. After saying this, his illusionary body became completely transparent. A gentle breeze blew by and he disappeared into thin air.

Right at this moment, a white light flew over like lightning from the sky where Liu Xiangtian was floating just now, straight toward the center of Han Yan's brows. That white light was shockingly fast. If one did not maintain an excellent state of vigilance, it was very easy to be overlooked and allow their white light to succeed in their sneak attack. The moment Liu Xiangtian's illusionary body dissipated, Han Yan had been paying attention to that space. He did not believe that Liu Xiangtian would only say such words and not take any actions.

When the white light flew over, Han Yan's eyes flashed, the gigantic Strength of Spiritual Sense landed on the white light, and discovered that the white light was filled with an aura that could devour souls, and he was slightly startled. This was because this aura had some similarities with the Soul-Destructing Finger. The only difference was that this white light could only absorb souls, and could not kill cultivators. However, when Han Yan wanted to use his consciousness to forcefully stop the energy, he realized that the energy contained in his white light was too strong and he couldn't control it at all.1

Han Yan suddenly retreated a few steps back. At the same time, he raised his right hand and pointed at the white light which formed a spiritual strength finger. More accurately speaking, it should be a Dao Soul Extinguishing Finger, because there was not even the slightest bit of spirit energy within the spiritual strength finger. After all, during the Ancient Cultivator, the spiritual strength finger was already the first level of the Soul-Destructing Finger.

The moment they touched, they did not cancel each other out. It was not as if one of the arts had dissipated, but rather, the white light had swallowed the blue light. Seeing this, Han Yan's heart tensed up. When his spiritual sense landed on it, he sensed that the energy in the white light was becoming stronger, and raised his hand to point at Li Chuang who was not far away, and asked sternly: "What technique is this?"

Li Chuang felt that his body was being tightly locked down by Han Yan's divine sense. If he did not answer the other party, they would definitely kill him. At this moment, Li Chuang did not have any choice and quickly said: "This is one of Golden Crow Pavilion's three great spells, the Soul Curse. Once it is used, unless one's cultivation is higher than the opponent's, there is no way to break it. " Li Chuang did not think that Han Yan could block this spell. He explained in detail so that Han Yan would not focus on the technique and not point at him.

Han Yan retracted his arm, sped up his retreat, and in the blink of an eye, he was already three hundred meters away. His thoughts raced and he finally confirmed that what Li Chuang said should be true. However, he couldn't think of a better way to break the soul curse. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Han Yan's mind, he patted the storage bag at his waist, and it appeared in his hand. He then shot out a spiritual strength finger into the mirror.

When Li Chuang and the others saw Han Yan take out the Golden Crow Pavilion, they all stared with widened eyes. Someone cried out involuntarily, "Golden Crow Divine Mirror …" Everyone was stunned for a moment. They really could not understand, wasn't the Golden Crow Pavilion's sect guarding treasure in the hands of Pavilion Lord's Liu Xiangtian? How did it end up in his hands?

While everyone was still in shock, two rays of blue light appeared in the mirror. Under Han Yan's control, they quickly fused together. As the area of the fusion increased, a destructive aura was released from the mirror. At the same time, the eyes of the nine golden crows all lit up, and their red pupils suddenly turned blue. The blue eyes were filled with endless chilliness, like an ice mountain that would not melt even after a thousand years. Just looking at it made one feel as if they were being frozen.

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