One thousand five hundred and twenty-nine: Kill Yan Wan!

Even though Sun Kong was mentally prepared, he really didn't expect that he would encounter a pervert like Yan Wan. Not only did he break through the formation in a short time, but he directly took away his master's life with a single strike of his sword. Even he himself was horribly affected. Injury.

There was no denying that he regretted it.

He felt that he should not be willful and agree to his friend's request, nor should he ignore his master's words.

Even if his idea is good, it is to fulfill his master's wish - to use this favor to rebuild the sect with the support of Jian Ge.

Most of the warriors who had been teased before had guessed that there was support behind Sun Kong, otherwise they would not have dared to be so arrogant. Therefore, even if they were teased, they could only hold their noses and endure it.

However... they met Yan Wan, who was more reasonable than them.

That's right, it's not that it's unreasonable, it's that it's reasonable.

Yan Wan knew very well that although everyone knew about the transaction between them, it was not made explicit. So... this was the unspoken rule.

Hidden rules cannot be seen in the light.

Even if Jiange didn't want to eat this bitter pill, he had to swallow it with frustration. Otherwise, the reputation of this sword pavilion will plummet and become synonymous with mere appearances.

The woman patted his shoulder and comforted him in a soothing voice: "Don't worry, we will definitely avenge your master."

"Revenge, I'll leave it to you." Sun Kong replied hoarsely, with his back to them, but a look of despair on his face, and he murmured in his heart: "Is it just you...?"

That sword...

Sun Kong clenched his fists tightly, holding back the feeling of fear, breathing heavily, closing his eyes and still unable to stop two lines of hot tears from rolling down.

——

Inn.

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully: "As expected, but it's a bit disappointing to me. The actions of these people are a bit small. It is probably not the force behind them, but the actions of individuals."

Song Xuanxuan now really admires him and can't wait to ask: "What's next?"

"Qi Qingshan wants to separate from us." Yan Huan thought for a while and suddenly looked at him: "When you contacted those warriors, you didn't use your true identity, right?"

Qi Qingshan shook his head: "That's not true. Zhenwu Pavilion has always been operating certain forces to provide cover and facilitate operations. This time I am using my identity as the second master of Minglong Villa."

"That's good."

Yan Wan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Song Xuanxuan and I cannot withstand the investigation, but you rarely show up, so you can just use the excuse of meeting on the road and go together.

However, my methods were too harsh and you couldn't stand it, so you parted ways with me. In this way, someone will definitely contact you and want to know more about me through you.

You can pretend that you don't know, or even deliberately give information that is inconsistent with my strength, so as to arouse their curiosity and then mobilize their strength to investigate.

It takes time to check my identity. During this time, the Sword Trial Conference has already begun its first phase. As long as this phase is successfully passed, next... they will promote us. "

The overall plan remained the same, but the details changed slightly. Qi Qingshan was asked to do a push, quietly pushing behind.

"Okay." Qi Qingshan looked at him deeply and agreed.

Talk less and listen more.

This was the instruction given to him by the Lord before leaving, and Qi Qingshan strictly followed it.

But because of this, Qi Qingshan became more and more afraid of Yan Wan, even... in awe.

If he hadn't had a personal conversation with Yan Wan, he would never have imagined that as an outsider in a mere sword trial competition, Yan Wan could grasp the opponent's movements so accurately.

Even, in turn, use the other party's actions to achieve your own goals.

Unexpectedly, it can be calculated to such an extent...

After Qi Qingshan left, Song Xuanxuan suddenly leaned down, her jade face approaching Yan Wanchi's distance, staring at him with burning eyes: "How do I feel, what are you hiding?"

"Are you overthinking it?" Yan Huan turned a deaf ear and picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, with a calm expression and no mood swings at all.

"snort!"

Song Xuanxuan looked away suspiciously and snorted inaudibly. Suddenly, I felt that it was good to have Qi Qingshan here. At least that guy was not as scheming as Yan Wan.

——

Time passed quickly.

On this day, all warriors were summoned and some general instructions were given. The time limit is one month. You can come out earlier, but you cannot delay it.

There is no rule that participants cannot bring demon crystal cores, etc. As long as you have the ability, you can just bring enough crystal cores and stay in Ghost City until the end before coming out.

However, it is worth noting that demons are definitely more sensitive to crystal nuclei than humans. Bringing a large number of crystal nuclei with you is nothing more than fragrant food in the eyes of the demon. The end result...

Ghost City, a remnant of the former dynasty, has countless powerful monsters in it. Someone like Shen Qianyi is not at the top level here.

The main reason why this place is still preserved is because over the past few hundred years, many powerful people and giants have come one after another in an attempt to wipe it out.

However, every time it was cleared, the evil spirit was dispersed but did not disappear. Therefore, soon a large number of demons will appear in Ghost City again.

In the end, everyone simply gave up, and the dilapidated city remained.

"I'm afraid there are spiritual patterns here." Yan Wan muttered to himself as he looked at the majestic city standing deep in the mountains in the distance, with demonic energy rising into the sky and soaking half of the sky.

He lowered his head and glanced at the special ring in his hand. This thing was the real thing that verified the ranking. It's something that absorbs the energy in the demon crystal core.

Put the crystal core on it, and the energy in the crystal core will be drained away in a moment. Depending on the intensity of the energy, the color of the feedback will be different.

As the energy becomes more and more, the demonic energy emitted will become heavier and heavier. In the reincarnation realm, there is no need to worry about the will being eroded, but the rich demonic energy will attract more and more demons...

In Yan Wang's view, this is an endless cycle.

If you want to get a high ranking, you have to kill more monsters, but the more you kill, the more monsters you will attract, and you will eventually reach your limit. No wonder you can come out early.

But, having said that, some people should have already started to check his identity, right?

Yan Wan seemed to be aware of it and glanced around with his peripheral vision. The corners of his lips curled up slightly in a sarcastic arc: "The prey is not just monsters, maybe you can too."

Under Song Xuanxuan's expectant eyes, Yan Wan walked unsteadily towards Ghost City, looking like he was going for an outing instead of practicing.

The two men and one woman looked at his back and whispered to each other: "When we come out, there should be results."

Sun Kong said: "Perhaps he has a background? Didn't Qi Qingshan, the second son of Minglong Villa, who traveled with him a while ago, say that Yan's words and deeds are like those of a man in the officialdom?"

"It doesn't matter if you are really from the imperial court."

The man was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "He hasn't revealed his identity yet, just pretend he doesn't know. Besides, there are many monsters in Ghost City, so it's not surprising that something unexpected happens, right?"

In Sun Kong's mind, the sword that day appeared again involuntarily, and he asked in a low voice: "Even so, are you sure you can deal with him?"

"Brother Sun, have you forgotten that we are from Jiange?" The man shook his head and laughed, his chest puffed up, full of confidence.

Jiange is a well-known sect that has been passed down for more than a thousand years and has survived many catastrophes.

They were the ones taking the lead in this sword trial meeting, intending to pave the way for the Seven Masters of the contemporary Sword Grid, hoping to use the world's warriors as whetstones. As one of the Seven Sons, he should have this confidence.

Looking at the world, how many people can reach the realm of reincarnation at this age?

Yan Wan clapped his hands, threw away the crumbled demon body, looked around, and murmured: "Well, the demons here are stronger than those outside. Maybe it's because the demonic energy is growing and flooding the surroundings?"

Desolate place.

This city has been destroyed, and only the towering walls are still standing. The surrounding area has long been infiltrated by demonic energy, and vegetation rarely grows.

Before he even entered the city, he could already see the substantial, misty black mist forming around him, and from time to time he could hear bursts of hoarseness or sharp roars.

From time to time, groups of demonic energy wrapped in scarlet light can be seen wandering around. Occasionally, some demons condensed into bodies can be seen appearing wantonly.

Yan Wan has never been interested in the name of this script.

He always felt that "The Demon in the World" was a little unworthy of its name. After all, there were countless noble families, sects and courts suppressing it. Although the demons were terrifying, they were not as powerful as the alien beasts in "Watchmen". to the point of ravaging the Federation.

But now he finally understood that whether it was an alien beast or a demon, it was an irresistible despair for ordinary people.

Broken bones can be seen everywhere on the ground, both human and animal. The cold wind blows and lifts the corners of clothes, and there is nothing else but loneliness.

This city is like a giant beast, dormant here. It is daunting and has a kind of silent terror, just like the City of Ten Thousand Demons mentioned in "Journey to the West".

"call……"

He exhaled a breath of thick air and glanced at the increasingly dense magic mist around him, with a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

Ghost City is not a good place. Samsara realm warriors here are far from being kings and hegemons, let alone being unscrupulous.

for example……

Boom!

A black shadow was thrown from the city wall, cut through the air and let out a long roar, hitting Yan Wan heavily, leaving a huge deep pit.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen demons gathered into a long demonic mist and swarmed towards Yan Wan, with many sharp and ear-piercing hisses. The scarlet light was particularly dazzling in this environment.

"If I strike with my sword, you may die."

Facing their greedy gazes, Yan Huan smiled slightly, showing his white teeth, and placed his thumb on the sword grid. With a little force, Chixiao came out of the box half an inch, blooming with a dazzling purple-black light.

Buzz…

The lingering sound is like a roar of dragons, making people's hair stand on end and their scalp numb.

The sound fell, the sword was sheathed, and the demon gave its head.

Yan Wan picked up the demon crystal cores one by one and smeared them on Chi Xiao, but he found that Chi Xiao seemed unwilling to eat these low-level demon crystal cores.