puff!

The magic weapon was destroyed, a touch of deathly ashes instantly appeared on Zi Yan's face, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his momentum was completely weakened.

"snort!"

Ling Tian shouted coldly, and the nine-plate blade flashed out in his hand, and he threw it at Zi Yan fiercely.

At this time, Zi Yan had been severely injured twice, and his spiritual power was exhausted. It was extremely difficult to mobilize it. When he saw the Nine Disk Blades coming, a look of desperate fear instantly appeared on Zi Yan's face.

"You, who exactly are you!"

Zi Yan shouted, his words filled with fear and unwillingness.

"Ling Tian."

Ling Tian shouted low, and the nine blades instantly wrapped around Zi Yan's neck and began to rotate rapidly.

A column of blood spurted out from between Zi Yan's neck, Zi Yan's head flew high into the air, and Zi Yan's body instantly fell to the ground, all life lost.

"Ah!!! Master!!!"

The disciples of Wan Tian Sect couldn't help but scream when they saw Zi Yan falling. All their arrogance disappeared and they stood there, at a loss.

The Wan Tian Sect's inevitable victory situation was reversed within a few breaths of time, causing the Wan Tian Sect disciples to become stunned and completely forget about their own situation.

Ling Tian didn't care about the shouts of the Wan Tian Sect disciples, fell to Zi Yan, pulled down Zi Yan's storage bag, and put it into his own storage bag.

"Hey, now, would you like to push me again?"

Mr. Duo chuckled, the wine jar flashed in his hand, and his eyes were full of treachery.
Chapter completed!