Chapter 5315 The Flame Divine Tree

As his mind raced, he was extremely excited, with a look of excitement on his face, and immediately used a unique secret technique to dig out the roots of the blazing sacred tree.

Suddenly, at this moment, a burst of messy footsteps came over.

He stopped when he heard the sound and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw a rough man in a robe holding a bow and arrow and shooting a hare.

This man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His face was as sharp as a knife. He was not angry but powerful, and his whole body exuded an awe-inspiring aura. At first glance, he looked like the kind of person who had been sitting in a high position for a long time.

Because when Su Yan dug out the flaming sacred tree just now, he had no time to put it into the storage ring, so its appearance was exposed to the eyes of the gorgeous man.

"Boy, who are you? Why do you dare to break into the Hidden Mist Forest? Are you tired of living?"

"My name is Su Yan." Su Yan shrugged, grinned, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, deliberately making up a false name.

"Su Yan?"

"Yes, you heard it right."

"Boy, no matter who you are, this place is within the scope of the Hidden Mist Forest. You should come here to hunt. If you know the truth, you should immediately hand over the sacred tree in your hand. Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary."

"Sorry, this sacred tree is my legal possession. If you need it, you can find it yourself!"

Hearing this, the man in Chinese clothes became angry with embarrassment. Veins popped up on his forehead. His eyes shot out a cold light. He clenched his fists tightly and slowly approached Su Yan.

Su Yan didn't panic, and calmly took out a long sword, keeping a tight vigil just in case.

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a messy cry from the edge of the forest, as if someone was running towards this direction.

After a while, the footsteps got closer and closer.

Then, accompanied by a loud neighing of horses, a group of young disciples wearing Taiyin Sect robes and two groups of young disciples wearing different costumes jumped off the horse, with serious expressions on their faces and holding hands respectively.

Holding various magical weapons, he quickly approached Su Yan.

One of the beautiful disciples took two steps, stared at Su Yan indifferently, and said to the man in colorful clothes: "Sect Master, this man has just killed several elders of our sect, the four great protectors, as well as the master of the Sutra Pavilion and others.

, and a group of young and promising disciples, please ask the sect master to uphold justice, kill this bandit, use his head to commemorate the heroic souls of those who died in the sect, and let them rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

"Oh, is there such a thing?" The man in Chinese clothes asked curiously with a puzzled look on his face.

Another tall and thin disciple nodded and said in a deep voice: "The sect master, the disciples and others have seen it with their own eyes and there is absolutely no lie. Otherwise, the disciple is willing to suffer the crime of being struck by five thunders."

After hearing the conversation between the three people, Su Yan suddenly realized and understood the relationship between them.

It turned out that the imposing man in colorful clothes in front of him was actually the leader of the Taiyin Sect.

"Boy, you are so brave, you dare to run wild on Taiyin Sect's territory!" The sect leader was furious, pointed at Su Yan and said, "Do you know the consequences of offending me?"

"I don't know." Su Yan said calmly, with a calm face and a smile on his face.

"Let me tell you, I am Yun Zhonghe, the leader of the Taiyin Sect, nicknamed the God of the Wind. Today, you have committed a heinous crime by killing a disciple of our sect. I will send you on your way and let you enter the underworld to meet your grandma."

"Yun Zhonghe, don't be complacent. We still don't know who will win. If you dare to disrespect me, I will let you ride the crane back."

"Boy, if you know what's going on, hand over the Flame God Tree immediately and surrender. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place."

"Well, that's impossible, unless the sun rises from the west."

Hearing this, Yun Zhonghe frowned slightly and looked up and down at Su Yan's clothes and appearance, feeling that this man's aura was a little unstable.

On the surface, this child's cultivation level is not too high. He is in the Great Perfection realm of the Immortal Emperor's Seventh Reincarnation to the Immortal Emperor's Ninth Reincarnation, so there is nothing to fear.

However, he always felt that something was not right, because those dead elders and protectors, and even the masters of the Sutra Pavilion, were all in the semi-deity realm.

A monk who is in the Great Perfection realm of the Immortal Emperor's Seventh Reincarnation and returns to the Immortal Emperor's Ninth Reincarnation can continuously kill many masters who are half-step into the realm of gods. This thing makes people feel very strange?

Could it be that this person is hiding his inability to cultivate.

However, no matter how he looked, he could not see through the opponent's true strength.

Seeing Yun Zhonghe's puzzled expression, Su Yan's lips curved with an evil smile.

Yes, just as Yun Zhonghe thought, he did hide his own cultivation.

The reason why he can hide his true cultivation is because he uses a magical technique called breath gathering. After this technique is used, he can hide his own breath at will, thus achieving the effect of hiding his cultivation.

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In this regard, he has tried and tested successfully, and he can often play the role of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

When the enemy discovered his true cultivation, the opponent had turned into a cold corpse.

"Forget it if you don't believe me, I don't need to talk nonsense to you." Su Yan looked around, his eyes fell on the group of Taiyin Sect disciples, and found that Furong and Qiuyue were also among the crowd.

For a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he understood something instantly.

Yun Zhonghe held his head high and his chest shot out with a cold light. He immediately pulled out a long sword from his waist, swung it several times in the void, drew out several dazzling sword lights, and said loudly: "Disciples, go up

Ah, give this boy a good lesson, and I will reward whoever can cut off his head five hundred Yuan Jingshi."

"Yes, Sect Master, I will obey your orders." Many disciples nodded, with a respectful look on their faces, bowed slightly, and said in unison.

After saying that, many Taiyin Sect disciples, including Furong and Qiuyue, holding various magical weapons, quickly approached Su Yan and launched rapid attacks on him.

On the other side, the disciples of Wuji Demon Sect and Piaomiao Sect stood in two rows, with solemn expressions on their faces, paying close attention to the development of the situation and waiting for opportunities.

Seeing this, Su Yan raised the corner of his mouth and performed a move of divine movement. Like a dark ghost, he jumped from the circle of people in an instant and quickly appeared beside Furong and Qiuyue.

The electricity was as fast as the wind, and two balls of blue energy condensed in the palm of the hand, and they slapped the two people's chests hard.

Suddenly, Fu Rong and Qiu Yue were unable to dodge, and were hit by two waves of blue energy. Their chests felt overwhelming, and several bones were severely broken. The pain was unbearable and unbearable.
Chapter completed!