"Strange, why do I have no magic power? Quick, run!"
"No, ah!..."
"Ancestor, Ancestor, save me!"
“…”
"...Anyone else want to go?"
On the empty ground, Yan Quan was the only one left. After he activated his Immortal Robe to absorb the root of a core disciple of a certain faction, he slowly looked at the many cultivators who were still surrounding him.
"Your evil method has a certain limit, right?"
High in the sky, the man in green leaned his hand back, looking contemptuous.
Apparently, he had just used those fearless low-level monks to discover some of the limitations of the use of the power of speech that would cause monks to lose their magic power.
Moreover, the top figures of the forces around him who were constantly advancing and retreating like him were all old foxes themselves, and they had also seen a thing or two.
So now they are deliberately keeping a distance from Yan Quan, but not letting him out of their sight, just like a hunt.
"Boy, I advise you to end your life on your own and leave your body intact."
A sinister old man spoke. He had a Xuan Ye Sect token on his waist. He was a supreme elder of the Xuan Ye Sect.
Just now he sent many disciples to seize the treasure, but they were all killed by Yan Quan. So now he wishes he could tear Yan Quan into pieces and extract his soul.
"If you don't hand over the divine feather, you thief, wait until the evil magic on you disappears and see what will happen to you."
“…”
No matter how many people threatened and scolded him, Yan Quan didn't listen to a word they said.
He practiced magic, constantly giving birth to his own new roots, and the peach fairy trees in the fields also withered faster, and a new world seemed to be about to be reborn inside.
"Is there still something missing? ...
Everyone, you are so close, do you really feel nothing?"
Suddenly Yan Quan raised his head and stared straight at the man in blue.
"People sometimes have to pay the price for their arrogance and greed."
He muttered something, took out the fake divine feather in front of him, and let it resonate with the real divine feather until the fake divine feather shattered.
In an instant, a strange feeling enveloped the place. Everyone who thought they were surrounding Yan Quan from a distance was shocked. Then they could no longer use any magic power. Those who were floating in the air with magic power fell down one by one.
"Ah! How could this happen? Where's my magic power? And my body, why has it degenerated?!"
The Xuan Ye Sect elder who was originally in the air was surprised after falling to the ground. Moreover, he was the one closest to Yan Quan among the crowd.
"I'm going to degenerate, otherwise how can I break open your body and take what I want?"
Hearing the voice, the elder raised his head tremblingly. At this moment, his body was like that of a centenarian, with no ability to escape. He could only stare with frightened eyes at the man in black who had come in front of him at some point.
"No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will be...ah!..."
Without any further hesitation, Yan Quan slashed with his sword and immediately absorbed his root.
"Run separately!"
Just as Yan Quan was absorbing the root, someone in the terrified crowd shouted again, and then turned into an ordinary person and quickly ran away, which was in stark contrast to the arrogant appearance of those who had previously besieged Yan Quan.
"Hahahahahahaha, that's right, running away is the normal reaction for you!"
Yan Quan smiled contemptuously, picked up his sword and followed Shang Xian, and soon another bloody storm broke out.
"You, do you know who you killed?
We are all top figures in the sect, you, you are really not afraid..."
"No, don't kill me. I'll give you all my magic weapons. You, I'll give you whatever you want. Ugh!..."
“…”
Along the way, Yan Quan was like killing a demon. Or perhaps he did look like an unforgivable demon at the moment, but in this situation, if he didn't become a demon, he would die!
He doesn't want to die, and his love must persevere!
"Senior Yang, where are you?"
In the chaos, Yan Quan stopped a pair of fairies with long hair.
Seeing that Yan Quan did not hide his identity at all, Yang Xue also stood there in a daze, supporting Chu Ruoxue.
“Hand that thing over.
Also, I didn’t tell Xueer about what you did before.
From now on, I hope you can restrain her and not let her come to me again."
Yan Quan looked at Yang Xue who was trying hard to drag Chu Ruoxue to escape, and smiled lightly. In order to ensure that no one saw this, he threw out several wooden swords and shot them at the other monks who were running away and were closer to here.
"ah!……"
Hearing the continuous screams, Yang Xue frowned unwillingly, but was reluctant to speak.
"Do you think it's detrimental to your status to talk to someone like me?"
Yan Quan smiled and didn't want to delay any longer. He reached out and took Yang Xue's storage bag. He used the law to open it and found the jade artifact that he wanted to remove the seal.
"I don't care about the Chu family, I don't care about you. If you stand in my way again in the future, I will show no mercy."
After Yan Quan finished speaking, he returned the storage bag to Yang Xue intact and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"...Ruoxue, your vision is indeed no worse than mother's."
After Yan Quan left, Yang Xue revealed a rather touching expression. She looked meaningfully at the direction Yan Quan was walking in, and made up her mind...
Yan Quan on this side also has his own concerns. The root nourishment he needs now is actually enough. The reason why he is still chasing everyone is just to make them afraid of him and run away.
To be honest, he couldn't attack those who were truly powerful, otherwise he would get into trouble that would be difficult to get rid of, just like that man in green, Yang Xue, and...
"Long Caile, tell Mo Haichen not to come to me again."
Yan Quan pointed his sword at the purple-haired dragon girl who was protecting Long Caile.
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