But even so, the aftermath of the heavy-legged fighting spirit hit Zhen Jian's chest. Zhen Jian was thrown away, spraying blood in his mouth, curled up on the ground and unable to get up.

First, he forced his sixth style to be counterattacked by the fighting skills, and then he was hit hard by the aftermath of the heavy-footed Dou Qi. Zhen Jian was extremely injured at this time, and the Dou Qi ran around in his body like thousands of ants eating the heart, and his internal organs were all over the river and the sea, which was so painful.

But what does the injury on the body count compared to the desperate mood?

Although Zhen Jian did not master the sixth style of the "Emperor Jiujian" at all, what he had just used was only the incomplete state of the sixth style, and there was still a considerable difference from the real sixth style, but its power was far beyond the fifth style. Zhen Jian even saw the hope of defeating Xiao Yan again. But Zhen Jian did not expect that he was defeated by Xiao Yan with one blow!

Zhen Jian's eyes were straightened. He felt that the pride that belonged to him before was simply a joke. At this time, he was completely disappointed, and all his unwillingness turned into powerless despair.

Just ask, even if you don’t want to look at yourself, you can’t beat the head of the Zhen family, who is also the peak four-star Doudi, how can you deserve the glory of a “peerless genius”? How can you be the face of becoming the future successor of the head of the Zhen family? Zhen Jian only felt that the sword heart that he had been practicing for many years was broken, and everything became meaningless. The colorful scroll of life turned gray and white at this moment.

"Young Master, Young Master, you... are you okay?"

Zhen Jian's guards did not care about all this and quickly surrounded him, helping Zhen Jian to stuff the healing pills into Zhen Jian's mouth, his eyes full of worry.

Zhen Jian was not grateful at all. He spit out the pill "pupu" and struggled to get up. He did not look at his subordinates, nor did he pay attention to Xiao Yan, who was standing not far away, and staggered towards the same path. However, due to his serious injuries, he only took a few steps and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a little dust.

But he supported his body with his hands and shook it a few times and stood up again, continuing to take steps forward, and his whole body became much more vicissitudes at this moment.

The guards stared at Zhen Jian's back in a daze, their eyes becoming more worried, but they didn't know what to do. After a long time, a guard seemed to remember something and shouted to Zhen Jian: "Young Master, you haven't got your Hao Jian yet!"

Zhen Jian turned a blind eye and still staggered forward without any thoughts.

The guard was stunned for a moment, picked up the Hao Jian from the ground and chased him, and respectfully handed it to Zhen Jian-"Young Master, your sword."

"Hahahaha." Zhen Jian did not reach out to take the sword. He laughed wildly at the sky, and two lines of clear tears flowed down, "I have been immersed in swordsmanship since I was a child, but today I have been defeated again and again. What is the face of wearing this sword again?"

"This..." The guard was stammering and did not dare to answer the conversation, so he had to watch Zhen Jian's lost back gradually fade away.

"Put the Haojian away and we chase after him. If something happens to the young master, none of us will survive."

Another guard who seemed to have a prestige among the crowd looked back at Xiao Yan with an extremely complicated expression, waved his hand and led the crowd to chase him.

The mountain road has returned to tranquility. The mountain wind blows the dust on the ground and spreads in the air, giving the sky a hint of depression.

Xiao Yan kept looking at this scene silently with expressionless face. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"The strong murderous aura that burst out from your body just now scared me. I thought you would really kill me!" Jing Wuchen stepped up and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration. "You can control your emotions in anger, and you can also take action at will in the battle between life and death. Brother Xiao, your calmness and exquisite control of fighting skills really make me admire you."

"Then Zhen Jian is too ungrateful. He is obviously not as good as someone else's skills, but he is still pushing me again and again. I did have the urge to kill him just now." Xiao Yan said with a gloomy face, "But you and I know that it is better not to kill this Zhen Jian unless it is absolutely necessary."

"However, although I didn't kill him, he was no different from being aborted."

A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth.

"What's the meaning?"

Although Zhen Jian was seriously injured, he had many subordinates' guards. As long as he took the healing pills for a while, he would not leave any sequelae. How could he lose the argument? Jing Wuchen could not understand, and Long Yi could not understand.

"I also guessed from Zhen Jian Luotuo's expression just now." Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Zhen Jian is regarded as a peerless genius in the Zhen family because of his excellent talent. He has always been above his top, and has never experienced any setbacks. Such a person is gentle and polite on the surface, but he must be extremely arrogant in his heart. It is difficult to accept failure, and it is even more difficult to accept defeat in the hands of a person like me who has a huge difference in status and status."

"It can be said that today's defeat is definitely the greatest shame in his life. With his nature, this may become a shadow that he will never be able to swing away in his life. He is proud of his sword throughout his life, and the sword heart is the source of his continuous progress and the root of his rapid cultivation. Now that he abandons the sword, his sword heart has been broken, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to make any progress in the sword path in this life.

"Haha, this is the best, it's better than killing him!" Jing Wuchen gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up, but he soon thought that Xiao Yan might offend the Zhen family because of this, and couldn't help but remind him, "But Brother Xiao, after Zhen Jian was hit, he will definitely hold a grudge against this matter. I'm afraid he will target you in the future, so you have to be careful."

"It's okay." Xiao Yan smiled disapprovingly, "He couldn't overcome this hurdle by himself, who would be so resentful? If you are the head of the Zhen family, do you think it is important to the Zhen family to be an abandoned Zhen Jian, or an affiliated family?"

"It seems that I'm too worried." Jing Wuchen took out two rolled leaves and lit them, gave Xiao Yan one, and took a beautiful breath.

Xiao Yan took the Juan Ye and sighed: "Oh, I really didn't expect that the halo on a genius' head from dazzling to dull is so simple. It seems that talent is not the most important on the road to Doudi. The perseverance and courageous spirit are more important."

"Yes." Jing Wuchen nodded as if he had some understanding, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think Hunying Jue is nearby? Will you also see the scene of your conflict with Zhen Jian?"

"I don't know." When talking about Hun Yingjue, a headache-provoking guy, Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, "If I can know the whereabouts of that bastard, I don't have to be careful all the time."

Xiao Yan looked at the scarlet blood moon in the sky, thought for a while and said, "However, I think the possibility of him being close is not very high. After all, he can only block the detection of soul power, and it is still difficult to hide his body within the range of vision. There were many people here just now. If he watched the battle close, it would be very easy to be noticed, so I think he should not be nearby. If I were the Soul Yingjue, when I saw Zhen Jian and his group arrived, I would definitely stay away from everyone's sight and watch the changes, because the road ahead was broken, so there was no need to worry about losing us. You can sit in the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"It makes sense." Jing Wuchen and Long Yi nodded at the same time. Jing Wuchen asked, "So according to what you said, Hun Yingjue will not launch a sudden sneak attack on us for the time being?"

"Well, I don't think so. He attacked several times in a row without success. He knew that we must have been more vigilant. In addition, I defeated Zhen Jian just now, he would definitely be more cautious because of our strength."

"Then do you think he would give up if we were too difficult?" Jing Wuchen asked Xiao Yan excitedly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was a little stunned and then smiled bitterly: "You think about good things! He will not give up. Kill me, maybe it is his mission to enter the illusion. We made him miss repeatedly before, which is definitely a huge shame for him who has almost never failed. Therefore, I guess that he will take fewer and fewer attacks in the future, but once he takes action, it will definitely be a shocking kill! In other words, once we are attacked again, it will be more dangerous than before!"

"This soul shadow is really upsetting!"

Long Yi was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He angrily stabbed the thunder gun into the mountain road.

Jing Wuchen also threw the rolled leaf on the ground and said with hatred: "That's right, I know he's hiding in the dark nearby, but I just can't find him. I'm so fucking bored."

Seeing the two companions' depressed look, Xiao Yan calmed down and boosted his morale: "Don't worry, when you reach the inner circumference, there will always be a way to deal with him. Are you so unconfident in me? I am still thinking about the treasure on him that can block the detection of the soul's power."

Xiao Yan's teasing made Jing Wuchen and Long Yi's mood improve a lot. Jing Wuchen said angrily: "But we don't even know how to get into the inner circumference!"

"You don't have to worry about this." Xiao Yan leaned lazily against the cliff and spit out a few beautiful smoke rings. He waited until the smoke rings slowly dissipated before he spoke, "So many people have entered, let's pay attention carefully and we will definitely find the entrance. Let's go."

We arrived at the end of the mountain road again, and the clouds and mist below were still misty, and greenness appeared. Xiao Yan and the other two were observing quietly.

Gradually, night fell, and the blood moon in the sky seemed even colder. Long Yi's eyes that had passed by some golden lightning from time to time began to feel a little irritable. Jing Wuchen couldn't help but mutter: "I've been searching for it for a long time, why can't I find the entrance?"

"Haha, I've been impatient for just a while?" Xiao Yan looked down and said, "We want to learn the strengths of our opponents from our opponents. You look at the soul-shaking master, and in order to kill me, I have tracked us patiently for so long but haven't shown up. Have you not made any progress in patience?"

"When I think of the soul shadow, I feel like a thorn in my mind. How can I still have the intention to learn what kind of patience?" Jing Wuchen curled his lips while playing with the flying knife, not obeying it.

Xiao Yan smiled and did not speak again.

The night became darker, and the cool breeze hit, making the mountain road even more lonely.

Just as Jing Wuchen and Long Yi's patience were about to run out, the white mist covering the shield under the mountain road suddenly rolled and slowly dissipated to both sides, revealing a translucent shield. At the same time, the blood moon in the sky suddenly became brighter, and a beam of light projected from the blood moon and just fell on the shield.

When shining by a beam of light, the shield quickly melted out a circular hole about five meters in diameter, like ice and snow encountering open flames, and there was a faint light in it.

"Look, look!" Jing Wuchen jumped up happily, pointed at the round hole and kept shouting, "This must be the entrance to the inner enclosure, it must be! Let's go in quickly!"

"Don't be anxious." Xiao Yan reached out and blocked Jing Wuchen's impatient steps. He sucked a round shield on the mountain road into his hand. Then he shook his wrist and the round shield drew an arc through the pillar of light of the blood moon and fell into the round hole.

This time, the round shield did not break into pieces like the previous spear, but fell into the round hole without any damage and fell down.

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi raised their ears and listened for a while, but they heard no sound. It seemed that there was a bottomless hole under the round hole.

"It should be possible to go in?" Jing Wuchen asked Xiao Yan.

"Well, I just attached the power of my soul to the round shield and sensed that there was a huge space below. Now the round shield is still in mid-air and has not yet arrived."

Xiao Yan smiled, then stepped out, stood in the pillar of light of the blood moon, and fell towards the round hole.

"This light column does not harm people, you can come down." Xiao Yan greeted Long Yi and Jing Wuchen in the air.

The two immediately jumped into the column of light.

As soon as the figures of the three men fell into the hole of the shield, the space around them twisted, and a mysterious force wrapped the three men and fell into the hole...
Chapter completed!