Xue Qing pulled Xiao Ling, Han Xiaotian brought the Death Words, Ye Fan and Zhang Ping all stepped aside.

"Do you really think Master Chen will win?" asked Dead Language.

He didn't understand why Han Xiaotian always thought that Chen Yang was very powerful. He was clearly at the Foundation Establishment stage, while that disciple from the Zhanling Sect had already formed a golden elixir.

Thinking of the scene at the auction, he instantly understood that perhaps Han Xiaotian would help Chen Yang. If so, there was no need to worry.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a loud shout from the front.

"Wait a minute!" Liu An said, looking at Han Xiaotian: "Are you sure you won't take action?"

Han Xiaotian smiled and shook his head.

"Will you promise?" Liu An asked again worriedly.

"It's useless for me to say anything since you don't believe me." Han Xiaotian continued to smile in a gentle voice.

"Stop talking nonsense! If he takes action, do you think I'm just a decoration?" Ye Fan said loudly.

Liu An nodded. In his opinion, as long as the three of them joined forces, there would be no one they could not defeat.

His eyes were like lightning, staring at Chen Yang intently. Suddenly, his figure flashed, making sure that he did not underestimate the enemy. His fists were heavy, and he used full force in each punch, just to kill Chen Yang before he could summon the sword.

The powerful energy came like a violent storm, and huge cracks appeared in the surrounding hard ice and snow.

Chen Yang's body flashed at an extremely fast speed and he escaped from the wild force.

This scene shocked Ye Fan.

You have to know that Liu An used all his strength at the beginning. The energy was so strong that it could almost restrain all forces, not to mention that Chen Yang was just a small cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

It was really not easy for him to escape from this force.

When Liu An saw Chen Yang escape, his face changed drastically. Once he lost the initiative, it would be difficult for him to quickly deal with Chen Yang, especially after he took out the sword.

The sword light flashed directly into people's eyes.

Ye Fan was shocked again. How could this sword carry such powerful power?

His eyes were as cold as water, and he gently swung the sword in his hand, and a dazzling sword light burst out instantly.

The sword light flashed across the void like lightning and attacked Liu An.

Boom boom boom! Liu An threw three more punches, using up all the energy in his body.

The fist wind collided with the sword light, causing dazzling sparks to burst out, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

The sword energy disappeared, and the fist wind also disappeared, and the two counteracted each other.

But in less than a moment, the sword flashed again.

Liu An's eyes were shocked. Before he could mobilize his true energy, the sword had already slashed across his chest like a ghost.

With a hiss, a deep cut was instantly opened on the chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Liu An widened his eyes.

He deeply regretted giving it his all at the start.

He thought, if I hadn't used all my strength, how could I have been hurt by him now!

But Ye Fan could see that Liu An was no match for Chen Yang at all, no matter whether he tried his best at the beginning or not.

That kid is at the Foundation Establishment stage yet he has such a flexible body, and his energy blocking ability is very different from that of ordinary people. He also has a sword that has the energy of the Golden Core stage!

In front of him, Liu An was injured, but Chen Yang had no intention of stopping. Instead, he turned his wrist and swung the sword again. The sword light crossed the void like a silk thread, carrying the breath of death, and slashed towards Liu An's head.

At the critical moment, Ye Fan flicked his finger, and a golden light hit the sword blade, making a clang sound, and the sword was slightly tilted.

Liu An dodged in a hurry, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.

When Han Xiaotian saw this scene, his eyes were full of mockery. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Chen Yang throw the sword in his hand directly out.

The sword flew towards Liu An like a flash of lightning.

Liu An, who had escaped the disaster, had just regained his composure when suddenly the terrifying sword flew towards him again. He had just seen clearly that the sword was already in front of him. The terrifying sword energy made his scalp numb, and what was even more terrifying was that the sword blade flew directly towards his neck.

Senior Brother! He subconsciously wanted to look at Ye Fan, but it was too late. He felt a chill on his neck, and his eyes were already scarlet. The strong smell of blood overwhelmed his mouth and nose.

Ye Fan never expected that Chen Yang would be so ruthless. He didn't even give Liu An a chance to breathe and directly cut off his head.

Liu An's head rolled on the ground several times, but his body was still standing there in a daze. It took a long time before he collapsed.

Zhang Ping had already lost consciousness out of fear and stood there in a daze.

"Not bad, you didn't disappoint me." Han Xiaotian clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

Looking at Ye Fan's face that had turned as gloomy as ink, Han Xiaotian smiled even more happily and said, "Are you surprised? I told you long ago that my Brother Chen is not simple, but you refused to believe it and let your junior brother die. Tsk tsk tsk, you don't have any grudge against him, do you?"

"Shut up!" Ye Fan shouted angrily.

His teeth were clattering, and suddenly, his whole body began to surge with energy.

"Zhang Ping, take action! Revenge for Liu An!"

"Not pretending anymore?" Han Xiaotian asked.

Swish! A wave of air rushed towards Han Xiaotian. He dodged it suddenly, startled. Fortunately, he dodged quickly enough, otherwise he would have suffered some minor injuries.

Liu An’s death did surprise Ye Fan, but it also made him emotionally agitated. An indescribable emotion accumulated in his heart, as if it was the eve of a storm.

In this situation, Han Xiaotian's ridicule seemed particularly hateful.

His eyes were red and the energy in his body was surging wildly, making the originally calm atmosphere at the scene suddenly tense.

A stream of energy containing all his martial arts skills came directly towards Han Xiaotian, with each move coming at him with every moment, pressing him step by step. This made the leisurely Han Xiaotian instantly nervous, and he retreated step by step.

He stared at Ye Fan's bloodshot eyes, knowing that the other party had lost his mind. He only needed to turn around and avoid him to make him exhaust his energy.

The more he dodged, the stronger Ye Fan's attack became.

The air around Han Xiaotian was torn apart, and he was almost hit by Ye Fan's fist several times.

At this time, Zhang Ping finally reacted, mobilized the true energy in his body, and rushed to the battlefield.

Seeing this, Dead Language naturally could not sit idly by and joined in like a heavy hammer.

Although Ye Fan's head was dizzy due to the emotional excitement, he also realized that Han Xiaotian wanted to exhaust his energy and run out of energy, and he didn't want to fight him head-on.

At this moment, his eyes darkened, and although his movements were still swift, his pace had quietly begun to change.

A powerful true energy accumulates in the chest cavity.

**Seeing Ye Fan's appearance, his expression was also stern, as if he knew something, and his body began to retreat, leaving a flaw.

Wang Yu was delighted and was about to chase after him.

Chen Yang saw this scene and shouted, "Be careful!"

Ye Fan glared at him fiercely, his hands formed into a circle, his belly bulged into a ball, and he shouted, "Spirit Source Explosion Technique!"

A vortex formed between his hands. The vortex grew bigger and bigger, and the energy rotated faster and faster, immediately sucking Han Xiaotian and Death Language into it.