Sun Yan's mouth slightly raised. The power of this Black Star tribe is very strange and it makes people afraid, but it is not enough to make people afraid.
"Get out! You two earthly untouchables who can only show off their verbal skills."
With a roar, Alva had already rushed out. The black lines on his body released a breath of blood, covering him, as if a blood cocoon was formed. "My current defense is comparable to the title of warrior. You two weak ants can't even hurt a single hair of my hair."
Hiss!
A sword light suddenly rose, like a stream of light from the sky, like a light breeze of a sword, blowing from the depths of the distant starry sky.
Stream Sword - Stream Wind!
The next moment, Alva's throat penetrated a black jade sword, stopping his next words.
"Your defense?" Jian Wansheng asked indifferently, holding the hilt of the sword.
"You..." Alva's eyes burst out with countless bloodshots, and his body suddenly swelled, and a strong breath of blood surged out.
At the wound in his throat, a stream of blood actually overflowed, spreading rapidly along the sword body of the long sword, rushing towards Jian Wansheng's hand.
At this time, a smug smile appeared on Alva's face. This was the terror of his battle body. Everything that came into contact with him would be eroded by his blood and then absorbed the opponent's blood.
Bang!
Suddenly, one hand was pinching Alva's head. It was Sun Yan's hand. He smiled and his fingers suddenly exerted force, and the crisp sound of the skull shattering was heard.
"Hey, hey..."
Alva's eyes were half protruding, and a dead sound was made in his throat. A scarlet breath continued to overflow from the black lines on his head, rushing towards the palm.
However, no matter how these blood-colored auras erode, they cannot break through the Yuanli defense of the palm.
How is it possible? Cann’t the blood-refining battle body dissolve all the energy? Moreover, this kid is just a level nine warrior, how can he not erode his energy defense?
Aval was truly shocked and a sense of despair surged in his heart. Of course he didn't know that a trace of dragon essence condensed in Sun Yan's palm, and the breath of blood could not erode the slightest.
"Goodbye!"
As Sun Yan spoke, he directly crushed Alva's skull, and his ugly body was shattered by Jian Wansheng's sword, and it was directly shaken into dust.
"A group of arrogant foreign stupid pigs, I don't know where the sense of superiority came from." Jian Wansheng grew sword back to the sheath, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared in the hall of the venue.
Sun Yan shrugged, greeted his friends, and flashed his body and left the lobby of the venue. He didn't want to be surrounded by the crowd.
"Why did this group of foreign tribes come from?" Xiao Juechen sighed, his palms closed, and the light in his palms shone brightly, covering the entire hall of the venue.
After a moment, the light disappeared, and all the corpses and blood in the hall of the venue turned into a piece of smoke and dust. Even the eight words on the ground were wiped out, and Mabel Long, Xiao Juechen and Lin Binglan disappeared.
The crowd around couldn't help but be amazed and shocked. That night, five geniuses from the Odin Star Domain gathered together to fight against a group of foreign martial arts geniuses, and won a complete victory with a destructive and destructive momentum. Such news will probably cause shock to all parties soon.
"These five juniors just left like this? It's really irresponsible."
In front of the hall, the person in charge of this grand event could not help but shake his head, but had a smile on his face. Such a gathering of sunshine is rare.
In the crowd, Butler Chen smiled and whispered: "We Odin have these geniuses of the Sun. Even if the blood refining disaster occurs again, I believe it will not cause too much harm."
Chen Feng nodded slightly: "Our family is worried that this blood refining disaster will break out with the fifth Snow River War, and it will be troublesome at that time."
Next to him, Chen Qinglian looked around, trying to find Sun Yan's figure, but could not find the black-haired boy.
...
Late at night, the brightly lit holy bear market.
In the air, two figures moved and jumped between the tall buildings in the city, like birds at night, crossing the sky without any trace.
Facing the evening breeze of summer night, Sun Yan's speed became faster and faster, chasing the sound of Jian Wansheng in front of him. His feet were stepping in the air, and circles of star rings spread, as if he was stepping on the stars, elegant and mysterious.
In front of him, Jian Wansheng's body was like lightning, as if a long sword broke through the air. The gray-haired boy, every move, every word and action, all exuded a sharp sword intent.
Hop!
Jian Wansheng fell down at the top of a tall building, and Sun Yan followed him and landed not far from the roof.
"Hi, Xiaojian, why are you doing so anxious to leave? I can't get enough of the fight tonight, so why don't we have a fight?" Sun Yan laughed, with a boiling fighting spirit in his eyes.
The battle just now can only be considered a warm-up. Even with Aval's changes, Sun Yan didn't care at all. In the hall of the venue, the four scoundrels around him were actually the four scoundrels around him.
Among these four people, Mabel Long had a close relationship with him. Lin Binglan's date of appointment had not yet arrived, and Beiyan Xiao Juechen had no intention of fighting.
Only Jian Wansheng is most suitable for Sun Yan's appetite. He now understands why Jian Wansheng insists on fighting with him in Renmu Town.
Jian Wansheng shook his head: "It's too early. When you reach the level 10 warrior, there will be a life-and-death battle. Now, even if I win, I may not be able to get enough pressure to break through the title of warrior."
Looking at Jian Wansheng not far away, Sun Yan's eyes moved slightly, and the dragon's eyes were flowing, reflecting the figure of this peerless swordsman.
Under the night sky, countless sword intents flowed around Jian Wansheng's body, but it was extremely messy, as if on the verge of collapse.
Only Sun Yan's dragon pupil can see this kind of sword intent. He sighed secretly. This stunning swordsman was in a bad condition. Even if he successfully broke through and joined the ranks of warriors, he would probably have lived a short life, and his body would probably be eroded by the terrifying sword intent and died.
"Xiao Jian, why not come to our Difeng Academy. I will practice there for a while. I will say hello to the teacher." Sun Yan's sincere suggestion.
If such a stunning martial arts genius dies prematurely and loses a big opponent in his life, it is a pity.
Hearing this, Jian Wansheng remained silent and slowly took off the hat. His hair fell down. His once gray hair turned completely white, like snow.
Under the starry sky, the white-haired boy stood in the wind, as lonely as water, like a sword standing upright there.
This scene made Sun Yan feel sad, but he didn't know what to say.
"Sun Yan, thank you, but I don't need it." Jian Wansheng's eyes were set in the distance, and dozens of figures rushed towards the night sky. They were Sun Yan's friends, "I know you are about to go to the starry sky battlefield. I believe that after returning from there, your strength will definitely advance greatly, and we can have a life-and-death battle."
"Hey, Xiao Jian, you know the starry battlefield, have you been there?" Sun Yan couldn't help but be surprised. Jian Wansheng's whereabouts of several years of disappearance are still a mystery.
"I'm not going to the starry battlefield, but the opposite battlefield. When you get there, you will understand."
"Your friends are here, goodbye! The next time we meet, it will be the day of our battle." The words slowly drifted, and Jian Wansheng disappeared.
In the distance, bursts of shouts came, and Zhou Zhihao and others had discovered Sun Yan's location and were rushing towards the full speed.
...
at the same time
In a villa in the Holy Bear Market, a light brain is operating in the secret room, and a battle is playing on the light brain screen. It was the battle that just ended in the lobby of the venue not long ago.
After the playback is finally played, the screen is frozen and locked in the scene where Sun Yan and Jian Wansheng work together to kill Aval.
In the darkness, a cold voice sounded: "How is data collected? Alva is our excellent work, so he can't die in vain."
"The data collected was very satisfactory. It was inconsistent with the original plan. Alva did not cause the expected damage. Originally, he hoped to see how the military headquarters would deal with the blood-refining battle body." Another sharp voice sounded slowly.
"The plan cannot keep up with the changes. Donglin Jian Wansheng's strength is beyond imagination. He is worthy of being the number one terrifying genius on the beast monument." Another voice sounded, and his voice was low, full of deep coldness and murderous intent.
"Amo, you still care so much! But that's right. A human being made such a terrifying record under our noses, and we still have no idea. This is a great humiliation." The cold voice said again.
"Okay." The owner of the sharp voice interrupted: "Although the plan cannot keep up with the changes, there are still unexpected gains. The potential of this human teenager of the Emperor Feng Academy is also extremely terrifying. He is worthy of being the top 10 kill targets on the assassination list. I have sorted out all these data."
“Everything goes according to the established plan.”
"The senior leaders of the humanoid alliance should be aware of it and do not need to formulate countermeasures?"
"Haha, those decaying guys from the five great imperial clans will not care about the life and death of other human races."
In the darkness, the owners of several voices whispered and were talking in a low voice, gradually becoming silent.
...
Another late night
In the bedroom, Sun Yan woke up from his sleep, shook his head, and found that his thoughts were filled with lead. After a while, he woke up completely.
"Grandma, I'll drink my brother to death." Sun Yan rubbed his head and moaned.
Looking at the clock on the wall, Sun Yan couldn't help but cover his head. He slept for two days and two nights while his mind gradually replayed the night two days ago.
After Jian Wansheng left that night, Sun Yan gathered with his friends, and a group of friends were extremely excited. This battle was exciting and heartbreaking.
Of course, Sun Yan was puzzled by the terrible changes of the Black Spirit tribe, but for Zhao Jiuchen, Zhou Zhihao and others, they did not pay attention to these things. Since they won so simply, they would definitely celebrate it.
So, a group of people were having fun all night and had to stop drunk, so Sun Yan became the main target of drinking.
That night, Sun Yan didn't remember how much he drank. After drinking all his friends, he drank with his father, Sun Xue. The father and son met with each other and fed one bottle after another. Finally, they both fell to the ground and were unconscious.