C169 Kill for me

Compared to the two senior brothers and the elders, Si Bailing's mission was the heaviest, because what he had to shoulder was the heavy responsibility of raising the Weapons Sect disciples.

Along with the rapid expansion of the Weapon Pavilion store, almost all of the disciples above the stage were sent out. Although over these years, Xie Yunlei and the other two had continuously taken in disciples, many of the stronger second generation disciples had already begun to take in disciples.

However, Weapons Sect was, after all, a shallow foundation which simply could not be compared with a large sect that had been developing for hundreds of thousands of years.

Si Bailing, who was in charge of selecting disciples for the Weapons Sect, replenished his strength, and taught the disciples of the sect how hard it was for him.

However, due to the protection from Xiao Se and Lei Ke, the most difficult period of Weapons Sect had already passed without any danger.

One could foresee that after crossing the initial pain, what awaited the Weapons Sect was a vast and brand-new world.

The only thing that caused the Weapons Sect higher ups to feel a little regretful was that although they had tried their best to investigate, they still hadn't received any news of Yi Yan during these past hundred years. They only knew that he was safe and sound, and that they had no idea where he was or what he was doing.

A hundred years of time, Yi Yan and his two disciples were extremely satisfied.

The behavior of handing over the Inferior Grade Immortal Sword to Han Cheng earned the respect of everyone within the Sword Sect.

No matter where they went, all the Sword Sect disciples who saw them stood there and bowed, their attitudes respectful and cautious.

For the past hundred years, Yi Yan had spent most of his time exchanging pointers with Han Cheng and the others.

Even though the result of almost every exchange of pointers was one shot by Yi Yan, Xing Jian seemed to be addicted to it and would "die" every so often.

Last time, when Yi Yan was not willing to kill him, he would blow his beard and glare at him, insisting on being killed once before he was willing to do so. This caused Yi Yan to be extremely helpless.

Every time he looked at his eyes that were filled with hope for death, Yi Yan could not help but have a headache, and had the urge to escape.

Yi Yan's sect's unique cultivation method and powerful fighting techniques had given him a great deal of inspiration. As he continued to learn from them and absorb the knowledge in his mind, his understanding of martial arts had deepened.

If he could use the Genuine Elemental Energy s now, the power of these two moves from Yi Yan's hands would definitely be incomparable.

Of course, Yi Yan did not forget about his two disciples because of his progress. Under his guidance at any time, the Shangguan siblings' progress was extremely fast.

With such a speed, everyone's eyes turned red, wishing they could switch positions with them.

It should be known that although the Sword Sect disciples were a lot stronger than ordinary cultivators, their cultivation speed was not too outstanding, and was even a little slower than ordinary cultivators. After stepping into the exit phase, almost every small realm that they advanced in nearly a hundred years would be required.

Not only were the Shangguan siblings much faster than them, their foundations were also very solid. Not only were the ordinary disciples envious of the Sword Sect, even Han Cheng and the other higher ups of the Sword Sect were all praising them.

Every time he had some comprehension in the field of artifact forging, Yi Yan would have to personally refine some treasures. In a hundred years, nearly half of the materials in the Sword Sect Treasury had been used up, becoming thousands of low-grade profound beasts and dozens of top-grade profound beasts.

Everyone in the Sword Sect found it strange that Yi Yan had not attempted to refine another Immortal Artifact in the past hundred years.

Instead, he continued to use some Intermediate or even ordinary Refining Material s to refine middle or lower tier Spiritual Sword s that no longer posed any difficulty to him.

From their point of view, Yi Yan was considering for them, planning to refine as many Spiritual Sword as possible for their Sword Sect within a limited amount of time, so as to be ready for use.

Although his level of smithing was constantly improving, Yi Yan still did not have enough confidence to refine a treasure of a higher quality than the lower tier Immortal Sword. Before the success rate in refining the Top-grade Spiritual Artifact reached 100%, Yi Yan did not have the intention to challenge the Immortal Artifact again.

A hundred years passed slowly, and finally, it was time to bid farewell.

Since the time he had left for the Immortal Pavilion, Yi Yan had not returned for more than four hundred years. During this period of time, he had even occupied half of the time he had since his rebirth, so it was time for him to return.

Just like when Yi Yan and the other two had arrived, all of the Formations And Inhibition had activated themselves and sent Yi Yan and his disciple off in a colorful field.

Unlike how only a few people welcomed them, this time, Sword Sect was almost fully unleashed.

Yi Yan had refined over a thousand low-ranked Spiritual Sword for the Sword Sect. Not only did he solve the urgent problem of Sword Sect, he had also saved them from having to worry about their disciples' cultivation for the next few thousand years due to the lack of suitable flying swords.

At the same time, in order to contact the rest of the Sword Sect at any time, Yi Yan had refined another Storage Ring and placed the soul auras of the Sword Sect participants inside to ensure that they could contact each other at any time.

Under the gazes of all the disciples, including Han Cheng, who were at the peak of the Sword Sect, both Jiang Huan and Jiang Huan finally began to leave the place.

Thinking about how he was going to meet Sang Yiting and his disciples again, Yi Yan couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart.

Unexpectedly, not long after he flew out, Yi Yan suddenly stopped, and his eyes squinted towards the empty space to the right.

From there, an extremely arrogant laughter resounded: "It's been over a hundred years, you cowering turtles finally have the guts to come out! Today, none of you will be able to escape! "

A hundred years ago, Shen Jing had sent a large group of Devil Sect disciples to search for the whereabouts of Yi Yan and his Sword Sect, but there was no news of them.

If it was anyone else, after a few decades of searching, their heart would have gradually lightened, but Shen Jing did not.

As the Sect Leader of Devil Sect who held the lives of thousands of disciples, his years of power had made Shen Jing extremely conceited. His authority would not allow anyone to provoke him, and if his only beloved disciple died miserably, how could he, his master, not even take revenge for him?

After years of fruitless searching, not only did Shen Jing's desire for revenge not cool down, it even burned hotter.

He was certain that Yi Yan and the Sword Sect disciple saw that the situation was not good and hid in that area.

Therefore, Shen Jing had long prepared for this. He released all the disciples with Devil Sect and above, and personally led them to search the entire planet. He wouldn't rest until he found Yi Yan and vowed to it.

Today, as he was searching for his target, the multicolored array formations around Mystic Sword Star caught his attention.

When he saw the Asura Lance in Yi Yan's hands, Shen Jing knew that the person he was looking for was right in front of him.

After issuing the order to gather the disciples, Shen Jing saw that Yi Yan and the rest were about to leave, and could no longer wait patiently for all the disciples to arrive. He immediately led the hundreds of Devil Sect experts beside him and rushed out, blocking the path of Yi Yan and the rest.

And just now, Yi Yan had felt the killing intent unwittingly emitted by Shen Jing, so he had stopped in place and waited for them to arrive.

From a distance, Han Cheng saw hundreds of cultivators gathering around Yi Yan, Shangguan siblings, Yang Shuo and Jiang Huan. Realizing that something was amiss, Han Cheng made a prompt decision, leading the Sword Sect disciples who had yet to return to the Profound Sword Star to quickly welcome them.

If something were to happen to Yi Yan and the others at the Sword Sect entrance, they would no longer have to stay in the Cultivation Realm anymore.

With murderous intent flowing from his body, Shen Jing led hundreds of Devil Demon Gate disciples to surround Yi Yan and the others. They stared at the spear tip exposed on Yi Yan's back without saying a word.

On the other hand, Yi Yan was as calm as usual, as if he did not feel the killing intent and enormous pressure from the several hundred people who were quietly staring at Shen Jing.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Yang Shuo and his disciples called out their Sword Infant and treasures, standing behind Yi Yan, looking around vigilantly.

Outside of them, the Devil Sect disciples and the Sword Sect people led by Han Cheng were rushing over.

Finally, Shen Jing's pupils abruptly constricted. With a gloomy expression, he opened his mouth and said, "You're the one who killed Dian'er?"

Yi Yan was startled for a moment, and immediately realized the identity of the person in front of him. With raised brows, he calmly replied, "That's right."

< p > "Why?!"

Shen Jing suddenly took a step forward, his venomous eyes staring straight at Yi Yan, and the sound of rocks being crushed could be heard one word at a time.

"Because he deserves to die!"

Yi Yan did not move at all, it was as if the one standing in front of him was not hundreds of powerful cultivators, but hundreds of chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered.

< p > "Ah!" To harm my beloved disciple, you deserve to die! "

Shen Jing finally could not hold it in anymore, a blood red battle blade appeared in his hand, and he slashed down towards Yi Yan's head.

In the instant he made his move, hundreds of Devil Cultivator s took out their treasures, accompanied by surging killing intent. At the same time, they charged towards Yi Yan's group of five, who were surrounded.

In an instant, a sea of spells formed from rays of light engulfed the five of them.

< p > "Hmph!"

Hmph!" Yi Yan and the other three disappeared from where they stood. One of the Devil Demon Sect disciples let out a miserable shriek and didn't utter a single word after that.

Originally, when the Devil Sect disciples launched their group attacks, Yi Yan suddenly released Immortal Consciousness to envelop the four of them, and teleported away, appearing in the middle of the Sword Sect crowd that was about to be felt.

Although he was not afraid of the rest of the Devil Sect, it would be difficult for him to protect the four of them in this siege.

Fortunately, there were only four people who were able to bring them out safely. If there were more, with Yi Yan's current usage of Immortal Consciousness, he wouldn't be able to bring them out at all.

After instructing Han Cheng to take good care of his two disciples, Yi Yan immediately appeared at the periphery of the Devil Sect encirclement.

A single spear strike had killed a Devil Sect disciple who was caught off guard. A cold light flashed in Yi Yan's eyes, but his entire body's blood had instantly boiled: It's been a long time since a real battle, and since these guys delivered themselves to my doorstep, I might as well start killing them today.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he charged into the Devil Sect disciples. One person, one spear, wherever Yi Yan went, it was as if the ground had been flipped over by a plow. Only, what was plowed into both sides was not mud, but flying flesh, and broken limbs.

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