Quan He's palm strike had the power to destroy a mountain. He wanted to force Zhang Yan away so that the demons behind him could cross the river and rush into Chuizhou City.
Zhang Yan smiled and activated his Xuan Qi. A golden hand flew out from the top of his head. At first, it was only ten feet in size, but suddenly, it grew to more than three hundred feet. When it reached the top, it was even bigger than Quan He's body. He held Quan He's palm firmly and said, "Demon King Quan Quan is quite strong, and his temper is quite big too."
Seeing that their attack had failed, Quan and the Monster King were not surprised. With a loud shout, they flipped their palms and took out a hexagonal golden hammer from somewhere. They waved it and smashed it towards Zhang Yan's head.
Zhang Yan circulated the Xuan Huang Giant Palm and met the attack head-on. The might of the Xuan Huang Giant Palm was too great. With a single strike, the Xuan Huang Giant Palm crumbled apart, turning into a clump of yellow mist. Governor Yang and the others who were watching the battle from the watchtower exclaimed in shock.
Quan He thought that he had found an opportunity. Although his body was huge, his movements were not slow. He only lifted the golden hammer a little before smashing it down with all his strength.
Zhang Yan's expression did not change. He calmly took out a spell and a yellow true light rushed out from the top of his head and collided with the golden hammer.
As soon as the two collided, there was a loud explosion. Zhang Yan's body couldn't help but sway, while Quan and the Demon King only felt a strong force coming from their hands. Even with his extraordinary strength, his wrist hurt from the rebound. His body leaned back and he took half a step back.
Quan He and the demons behind him saw that their king seemed to be at a disadvantage and roared. Immediately, more than ten demon generals leaped into the air and rushed over. They wanted to make things difficult for Zhang Yan.
These demon cultivators were all wearing helmets and armors. They were armed with weapons and dressed like ordinary generals. Their cultivation was also not bad, all of them were in the Core Formation realm. If they were warriors, it would be hard for them to not be defeated under the siege of more than ten peers, not to mention staying where they were.
However, Zhang Yan's method was orthodox and his Core Formation was first-grade. With the strength of his Core Evil, there were very few peers in Xuanmen who could be on par with him. Thus, he showed no fear and laughed, "You came at the right time."
He scattered the water element true light and a water-colored light shot up into the sky. It was like a barrier in front of him. The two oncoming demon generals could not stop in time. They immediately fell in. The remaining demon generals were shocked. How could they not know how powerful it was? They immediately stopped and took out their divine weapons from tens of feet away.
At this time, Quan He had already recovered his breath. He raised his hammer and swung it again. This time, it was a horizontal sweep. Suddenly, a muffled sound of breaking through the air erupted.
Immediately, there was a muffled sound of the air breaking. Zhang Yan sneered. The golden hammer fell right on top of the brilliance, but his body only trembled slightly before stabilizing again. He was actually not injured in the slightest.
He flicked his sleeves, and the aqua light rose again. The moment those divine weapons fell into the water, they were swept away by the water and disappeared without a trace.
The demon generals panicked when they saw their weapons falling into the enemy's hands. They desperately tried to use their spells to take back their weapons. However, no matter how hard they tried, their faces turned red but they still could not get any response.
Up until now, Zhang Yan had been sitting cross-legged. But at this moment, he slowly stood up and stood on top of the cloud. The yellow mist above his head retracted, and the golden hand reformed. He coldly said, "Since you've come, there's no need for you to leave. All of you can stay."
Demon King Quan He saw that something was wrong and shouted, "Retreat!"
Just Now, he was about to wave his golden hammer. However, Zhang Yan stomped his foot and the water element true light surged over.
Quan He suddenly felt as if he was being pulled by a tide, as if he was going to be dragged in. He hurriedly stabilized his body and couldn't be bothered to take care of those Demon Generals.
At the same time, Zhang Yan stretched out his hand. The yellow hand expanded to a few hundred feet. Like a cloud that covered the sky, it cast a large haze and grabbed the demon generals. The demon generals were caught off guard and were caught in the palm.
Zhang Yan sneered. He used his mana and the five fingers of the hand suddenly closed!
Only the sound of bones and flesh being crushed could be heard. No matter how strong their cultivation was, under such a grab, they were all tangled up inside and outside. They could no longer save their lives.
Originally, these Demon Generals relied on the sturdiness of their bodies to dare to launch an attack. However, no matter how valiant they were, they couldn't help but be terrified when they saw such a miserable state. The gazes they shot at Zhang Yan were filled with terror, and they hesitated to move forward for a time.
At this moment, besides the disciples of the Dark Azure Sect, the spectators of the battle from afar were the disciples of numerous small sects. They saw that Zhang Yan was facing the encirclement of over 10 demon cultivators by himself, yet he beat all of them to the point they didn't have the ability to fight back at all. No matter how ferocious their attacks were, they were easily dealt with, and they didn't retreat in the slightest.
One of them, a middle-aged cultivator, exclaimed in admiration, "This Fellow Daoist Zhang is truly impressive."
A fellow disciple that stood by his side puckered his lips and said as if it was a matter of course, "This Fellow Zhang is ranked ninth amongst the top ten disciples of Qincang School, so he's naturally extraordinary. Not to mention this Fellow Zhang has attained the first-grade Core Formation, and he's the only one in a few thousand years. He's truly surpassed us by too much, so it's not surprising that he possesses such ability."
The middle-aged cultivator from before sighed. He usually thought highly of himself. Even though he'd heard of how formidable the top ten disciples of Qincang School were, he'd never experienced it for himself. So he'd always thought that even if they were superior to him, it wasn't difficult for him to catch up to them. But now that he'd experienced it for himself, he really couldn't be compared to them.
These demon generals were practically defenseless in front of Zhang Yan, but if they fought him, it would take a lot of effort to take him down. If he had to fight two of them, he could only think of ways to kill one of them, and that was under the premise that they didn't have any treasures with them.
Song Hong from Linqing Monastery had come with the crowd. He'd met Zhang Yan once before, and now that he saw the figure in front of him, his clothes fluttering in the wind, he couldn't help but sigh. He thought to himself, "Qincang School is indeed a great sect with ten thousand years of history, and its foundation is deep. If someone like Senior Brother Zhang is ranked ninth in the sect, I wonder how powerful the others who are ranked above him are?"
He subconsciously glanced at Han Suyi. When this woman attacked, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. She'd made hundreds and thousands of small demons collapse to the ground. She was also very powerful.
She was also very methodical. Up until now, all the movements of the Quantu Tribe had been under her control. She was quite good at strategizing.
But from what everyone could see, no matter how many times Han Suyi attacked, she was only dealing with small demons. Zhang Yan was fighting the Archfiend King and a group of demon generals by himself. Compared to him, Han Suyi's performance was a bit lacking.
Huo Xuan had written a letter to the head of Linqing Monastery, saying that he could help the sect fight against the demons together. Song Hong, who was the head disciple of the sect, didn't agree to this, but now he had another idea. He thought to himself, "I'll have to discuss this with my master when I get back."
Quan and the Archfiend King saw their people being killed by Zhang Yan, and they couldn't take it anymore. They roared and used their true power.
He opened his mouth and spat out a bright light. A fist-sized, perfectly round, and flawless golden bead flew out and shot towards Zhang Yan.
At such a close distance, the golden pearl arrived in practically an instant, and it smashed onto Zhang Yan's chest with a bang, causing the fine light on his clothes to shake violently and be on the verge of dispersing.
Zhang Yan waved his hand and stopped the light, but he was slightly surprised.
It has to be known that his treasured robe was a profound artifact. Even if it went up against a divine ability, it would still be able to block it. However, he didn't expect that with one attack from this magic treasure, it would almost shatter the treasure light. Although it wasn't enough to truly injure him, the opponent's item was already extremely powerful.
Quan He was even more shocked in his heart. This was an Innate Magic Treasure that he'd nurtured himself, and it possessed the ability to shatter metal. Every time he used it, its might would decrease by a level until it was completely useless. In the past, he'd never used it lightly, and he'd only utilized it because he had no other choice.
He didn't expect that even this couldn't do anything to Zhang Yan. At this moment, he also realized that the other party had such a robe to protect him, and it was impossible for him to force him to retreat.
Quan He said fiercely, "Fellow Daoist, I don't want to fall out with your Qincang School. If you open the door today and let us go, then we can talk. Otherwise, I, Quan He, am not a pushover. Let's fight to the death today!"
Zhang Yan didn't care about such threats and said with a smile, "I need a spirit beast to guard the door. Is Archfiend King Quan willing to come?"
Quan He stared at Zhang Yan with his red eyes. Behind him, more and more small demons fell under the Illusionary Cloud Jade Smoke. He couldn't help but feel a little impatient. He shouted, "Fight!" and spat out an ink-like Qi.
As soon as the Qi came out, it caused a whirlpool and a boundless black wind. Countless fine grains of sand danced back and forth in the wind.
This wind was extremely strange. The originally clear sky was immediately obscured, and the sun and moon lost their light. Not only did the spectators standing at the back feel their minds go blank with just a glance, they became muddle-headed. There were a few people with low cultivation who, if not for their fellow sect members holding them back, would have fallen off the clouds.
The wind was a breath of foul Qi that Quan He cultivated by borrowing the Yin Qi from the ground. Once it was used, it could confuse the mind and soul.
Quan He hid himself in the wind and retracted his tall figure. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a hundred or so clansmen with decent cultivation base. Without saying a word, he fled outside.
Seeing that there was no way for him to kill his way out of Zhang Yan, he first put on a show and then released the bewildering wind. He didn't hope to injure the enemy, but only hoped to delay him for a while. With the help of the bewildering wind, he could use it to conceal himself and then quietly escape.
Han Suyi frowned. She pressed on the armrest and said, "How can this demon use demonic arts? There must be a reason behind it. "
If it was three years ago, Zhang Yan wouldn't have many ways to deal with the black wind. But now, it wasn't a problem for him.
He pointed with his hand and a bolt of lightning appeared. The purple light flew out and made a series of thunderclaps. The black mist was forcefully swept away.
He turned around and just happened to see Quan He's figure leaving. He suddenly shouted, "Quan He, you've lost today. Quickly put down your weapon and surrender!"
He had already used some strength in his shout. Quan He, who was the first to receive the attack, immediately felt dizzy and his body trembled.
Zhang Yan took out the incantation gesture, and as he moved his Xuan Qi, he raised a long yellow light and pressed down on the other party's body!
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