Just as all the guests were stunned, they saw a deep blue divine light suddenly rise from the spear into the sky, like a burning flame called "Berserk". Yan Zhaoyang bathed in this flame slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Good," he said.
He was never good with words. He always used actions to express his will.
Those who could make him say the word "good" were already very close people.
The Dragon Soul Spear landed heavily on the ground. A blood-red iris suddenly spread out. Within a radius of dozens of feet, whether it was the guests or the Jian family, everyone felt as if something had drilled into their feet. Then, they felt pain all over their body, and then they could no longer feel anything.
In the eyes of others, these people's bodies suddenly swelled up, and then with a "bang," they exploded into blood foam.
The blood-red iris divided into dozens, like the tentacles of a demon king. They bared their fangs and claws in the entire hall, showing off their strength.
At this time, dozens of experts rushed in from outside, each shouting and displaying their best skills to attack Yan Chaoyang.
The Dragon Soul Spear in Yan Chaoyang's hand turned, and the dark blue divine light scattered in all directions. As the spear flashed, the shadow of the spear swept out in all directions, without a single blind spot.
The screams instantly sounded and ended at the same time, as if they were arranged.
In the end, only dozens of corpses were left on the ground.
In fact, the weakest of these corpses had the cultivation of a third rank martial artist, but they did not even have the chance to perform a single move. They died in the shadow of the spear. If they had a next life, their fear of the spear would probably remain.
"Good!" Jian Minglu also said the same word, his face full of smiles. "As expected of the newly risen Heaven's Favored One."
The cultivation world was used to calling the rising stars on the Heaven's Favored One Roll "Heaven's Favored One."
"But you may not know," Jian Minglu said with a smile. "I have been waiting for you to come. I knew you would come. Because as long as you save one person, you can obtain endless wealth. Even a fool would know to come and try."
No matter what kind of behavior, when it came out of his mouth, it all changed its meaning.
How a person behaved depended on how they judged others.
If Yan Chaoyang could use profanity to express his anger, then at this moment, he would have used all the profanity he knew. Unfortunately, he didn't know how.
He didn't know how to scold people. He was an ordinary person who was full of passion and hope for life. He liked to open a tavern and study the secret recipe of brewing wine.
Just like all his words, all his anger could only be expressed through his actions.
"Jue Chen!"
Deep blue divine light abruptly surged out, like the embryonic form of a Law Domain. In the outer layer, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood that stretched endlessly. Countless cries and screams could be heard, forming a tragic symphony. It was as if Asura had descended into the human world, and in the middle of the bloody prison, Yan Chaoyang was like the Asura Demon King.
It was hard to imagine that a person full of passion and hope for life would have such a true name.
The divine light pulsed like a beating heart, accompanied by the rumbling of thunder every time, quickly interweaving into dark blue lightning.
Amidst the thunderbolts, a general clad in armor appeared. Unlike before, when he was a Rank-1 Martial Artist, the general was only a prototype of an illusory shadow. When he reached the peak of cultivation, he finally revealed his complete form. Impressively, he was also a general with a spear.
"Roar — —"
The general roared at the sky, and an invisible force field shook the entire hall. Tables and chairs flew everywhere, and corpses crashed into each other.
It was hard to imagine that this was the result of a consummate skill.
Yan Chaoyang let out a long howl. His body turned into a blue light and ferociously crashed into the general.
At this moment, Zhuge Xiaoshan finally came to his senses. He anxiously shouted, "Senior brother, don't!"
"Too late!" Jian Minglu smiled coldly. His hands suddenly formed a seal, and a transparent Law Domain suddenly rose from his body. His Law Domain was different from the others. It was actually accompanied by a Wisdom King Manifestation.
When the blue light collided with the Embodiment of Wisdom King, Yan Zhaoyang felt as if he had hit an iron plate. No, even if it was an iron plate, it would not be able to block his attack. It was an incomparably hard feeling, and the tremendous force rebounded back at him. Yan Zhaoyang was caught off guard, and he was thrown out of the hall into the courtyard, smashing a few tables into pieces.
The guests had already scattered to the side. Their faces were filled with contempt and mockery. It was as if they had already predicted this scene.
Yan Chaoyang fell to the ground. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper.
"Senior brother!" Zhuge Xiaoshan hurriedly rushed out and supported Yan Chaoyang. He anxiously asked, "Senior brother, are you alright …"
"I'm fine …" Yan Chaoyang said reluctantly.
He could not be considered fine. This was because he had taken the full brunt of the attack. He knew his consummate skill. Even a Martial Immortal's Law Domain would not be able to block one of his attacks.
"Why did you come back? Didn't I tell you to leave!" Zhuge Xiaoshan said with incomparable sadness. "Why ruin your bright future for me? Hurry up and leave. Senior brother, I'll block them. Hurry up and leave … "
"Where do you think you're going!" The second and third brothers of the Jian family rushed out and blocked their escape route.
Jian Minglu strolled out leisurely, as if he was the master of all living beings.
Yan Chaoyang struggled to stand up with the support of his spear. He took a deep breath and slammed the spear heavily. With a "clang", the blood-red iris spread out again.
This time, a huge eyeball appeared under his feet. The eyeball blinked twice, revealing an inexplicable joy. Then, it emitted a strong suction force, sucking in the surrounding mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"What's he doing?" The guests looked at each other.
A bad feeling rose in Zhuge Xiaoshan's heart. However, at this moment, a melodious and extremely magnetic voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Didn't I say that as long as I'm still alive, it's not your turn to risk your life?"
When Zhuge Xiaoshan heard this voice, tears immediately welled up in his eyes. It was as if he had suddenly found his pillar of support. "Yan Li!"
He did not know much about Yan Li. However, when he heard this voice, his mood magically calmed down. It was as if the owner of this voice could resolve all difficulties and sufferings.
At this moment, Yan Li slowly walked in.
The guests spontaneously made way for him. They curiously stared at this young man who appeared out of nowhere.
He had a face that seemed to have been carved by a top-notch craftsman. He was thin but tall. He had a pair of dark, deep, and bright eyes. They were deeper than the starry sky. When he smiled, the corners of his mouth would slightly rise. At this moment, it was as if his entire face had come alive. Every single part of his face was so unique. When put together, it gave people an indescribable charm.
"Ah Li …" Yan Chaoyang hesitated for a moment.
Yan Li had already walked to his side. He patted his shoulder. "It's okay. I'm here."
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