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The fat monk wanted to break free from the seal of the crescent sword, but discovered that no matter how he resisted, it was useless against the crescent sword. He could only allow the energy of the crescent sword to envelop him.

He had never seen such a heaven defying weapon. He had only heard of the God Equipment Moon Slaying Sword in legends, and it was a very distant legend at that. He had never believed it was true, but now that he saw Zhan Yue's knowledge, he realized that the legend was actually true.

His entire person trembled with fear as he loudly begged, "I was wrong. Please show mercy. Please let me go this time. I will go back to the small sect and promise that I won't find trouble with you."

Seeing that, Zhang Yan was shocked, he thought to himself, why was there no reaction from the sword? Just as Zhang Yan was suspicious, the fat monk suddenly had a reaction, his entire body quickly turned old, the crescent sword had directly taken away his life, the crescent sword was a sword that could cut through time, the crescent sword contained the unparalleled power of time.

The people of the world could fight against the Heaven and Earth, but the only thing that could not be fought against was time. The ruthlessness of time was something that no one could resist.

When this scene appeared in front of Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan was completely stunned. He did not think that the ultimate technique of the Moon Slayer Sword would be so cruel, to actually use the power of the Great Dao to directly take away a person's life, no wonder no one could resist this move, no one could survive the attack of the Moon Slayer Sword, this technique was just too powerful.

Zhang Yan was completely dumbfounded, he watched the fat monk in front of him age quickly, watched as his lifespan was quickly taken away by the Moon Slayer Sword, and finally, his entire body turned into an old man with white eyebrows. In the end, his entire body was filled with wrinkles, and he slowly turned into an old man who was about to die.

Zhang Yan saw a robust man with his own eyes, and the whole process of him getting old bit by bit, which made Zhang Yan feel extremely shocked. He carefully looked at the crescent sword in his hand, and could not help but mutter to himself, "As expected of a divine artifact, its power is too strong, the power of this great dao is simply not able to resist."

Just at this time, at the Little Zen Sect that was a few hundred kilometers away from Zhang Yan, an old monk with a white beard suddenly opened his eyes, and looked in Zhang Yan's direction. His eyes revealed a trace of shock and panic, and he said in shock: "What exactly happened? Why was there such a strong killing intent? There are also powerful fluctuations of the power of time travel. Could it be that some major power has come to our little Zen sect? "

There were still many monks waiting outside the door of the old man's room. It was just that these people's cultivation levels were relatively low and had always been taking advantage of the time when the old ancestor was in meditation to comprehend a few Buddhist techniques and improve his own comprehension.

Everyone saw the old monk suddenly stand up with a panicked expression. They had never seen the ancestor so flustered before, but he was always calm and collected, and he even taught them to keep their hearts calm. Why did the ancestor suddenly seem so flustered?

The old monk said loudly, "Hurry up and tell the Sect Leader s to come and see me. Tell them that I have something important to attend to and that they should come quickly."

Although the crescent moon sword was powerful, it had sucked out Zhang Yan's lifespan by a thousand years, causing Zhang Yan's lifespan to instantly be reduced by half. Adding the loss of Asura's real body from using it previously, it caused Zhang Yan's body to reach a certain degree of burden, and his entire person began to appear abnormally exhausted.

Zhang Yan was extremely weak right now, and because of his own body being injured by the powerful Asura from before, he had not recovered yet. Furthermore, there was not a single Spirit Energy in his body, so it could be said that Zhang Yan was truly on the verge of death.

His entire person only wanted to sleep on the floor. Zhang Yan couldn't help but let Xiao Bai, who was on his shoulder, off the bed, and said to Xiao Bai: "I want to sleep for a while, carry me on your back."

Xiao Bai had not moved at all before, and it was also because his strength was truly too weak, and was impossible for him to be a relatively fat opponent. Hence, Zhang Yan had not been able to make Xiao Bai move, as he was afraid that Xiao Bai would reveal his identity, otherwise, even Xiao Bai would be in danger.

This time, Xiao Bai had directly become the size of a normal tiger, allowing Zhang Yan to lie on his soft fur as he quickly ran off into the distance with Zhang Yan on his back. This was a place of disaster, it was impossible for them to stay here for long.

Xiao Bai carried Zhang Yan and quickly ran into the distance, while Zhang Yan fainted on his back. At the moment, Zhang Yan was simply too weak, and could only rely on the Blood Spirit Pearl's power of Qi and Blood to slowly recover his own body. At the same time, he could only use the power of Asura to quickly recover the Spirit Energy.

Not long after Zhang Yan and the others left, a figure appeared in the place where the battle had taken place out of thin air. This figure was none other than the old monk from before, and when the old monk saw the fat monk that had been dead for a while, his heart trembled.

Seeing that, the old monk looked around worriedly, but he did not see anything, he only noticed the powerful killing intent left behind by Zhang Yan, and nothing else.

When the old monk returned to the small sect, everyone saw the fat monk's miserable state. Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air as they didn't think that he would die so miserably, "Who exactly did this? How dare you kill our little Zen sect's Protector Elder? Could it be that you want to start a war with our little Zen sect? " At the side, the small Zen sect Sect Leader loudly asked. His entire body was filled with righteous indignation, and he wished that he could take revenge for the fat monk.

The old monk shook his head and sighed, "Everything is decided by greed, and in the end, by greed as well. The old monk shook his head and sighed and said," Everything is decided, and everything is decided by greed, and in the end, by greed.

Everyone dispersed when they heard it, but Sect Leader said with some doubt: "I received a report that Zhang Yan came to our little Zen sect, and Junior Brother was the one who wanted to go find that brat Zhang Yan, could it be that Zhang Yan killed me, Junior Brother?"

"But Zhang Yan is just a disciple, his strength is very low, how could he possibly kill Junior Brother?" When Sect Leader thought about it again, he felt that what he thought was wrong. It couldn't have been done by Zhang Yan, but no matter what, he felt that this matter had something to do with Zhang Yan.

Thus, he gave the order: "Find Zhang Yan with all your strength within the small sect. If you find him, bring him back here to see me."

Zhang Yan, on the other hand, was carrying Zhang Yan as he quickly ran towards the direction of the Heavenly Vertical Empire. Because Xiao Bai's cultivation was very high, coupled with the pressure of the Divine Beast, the moment they passed by, the beasts in the surroundings submitted, and they did not dare to come out.

However, when they arrived at the place, Xiao Bai did not continue running, but chose to find a cave to bring Zhang Yan in, and immediately stood guard there, waiting for Zhang Yan to regain consciousness.

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