Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1197 Looking up coldly, dazzling cold light
  Zhang Yan did not speak, but raised his head coldly, and his eyes suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling cold light!
  Such a look is like an evil ghost coming to this world!
  When the head and other guards saw this, they were immediately frightened and backed away.

"I came to Hunchuan not to argue with you bastards, but to argue with me and let the Lord of Hunchuan come out!"

As soon as Zhang Yan said these words, these strange-looking guards fell to their knees in fright.

"What are you bastards afraid of? Lord of Soul River, how can you allow such people to make fun of you? Cheer up!"

Although the head said so, more and more guards began to kneel down to Zhang Yan on the city tower.

"I'll give you three breaths. If you still don't want to give way, I can only prepare for the worst."

Zhang Yan suddenly appeared in the air, with extremely terrifying wind and thunder power in his palms!

The look he looked down at with a cold gaze was like a god descending from heaven.

"Zhao Wuya, that's enough, we can't hold it! Don't you smell despair in this power? We must not be enemies with such people!"

"That's right, we can't stop him. Even one of his men is so powerful. How can we stop him?"

"Zhao Wuya, you have to earn your own performance and do it yourself. We won't do it anyway!"

While everyone was talking, they started to retreat.

In an instant, only the person's head was left on Nuo Da's tower.

"What? Do you want to continue?" Zhang Yan looked down and seemed to have figured out this man's mind.

The city tower that originally contained thousands of people was all gone in an instant.

Looking at these guys dispersing like smoke and dust, Zhang Yan snorted coldly, "The time for three breaths has passed."  "So what? I don't believe it, you can kill me?"

The head's voice was as cold as cold pond water, but just as he finished speaking, Zhang Yan's thunder technique had already formed a large net, and it was about to swallow the head completely!
  Seeing this, the person transformed by the head could already feel an almost deathly aura approaching him.

After staying in the Soul River for so long, he is much more sensitive to death than the average person.

With this lightning strike, he could already smell death.

At this moment, Lightning Strike actually hovered in mid-air!
  I saw a guy holding a machete suddenly appear in mid-air.

This guy was muttering something in his mouth, and the layers of power grids collapsed in such a way.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan's expression did not change at all. The thunder spells on his palms were indestructible and powerful!

"What a powerful thunder spell! I can smell the smell of death from afar. Today, I can finally fight to the fullest!"

While he was speaking, this guy blocked the person his head had transformed from behind him, "Headbutt, your mission is completed. Now, leave this place to me."

"Ming Tianzun, did the Lord ask you to come here?" Toutou suddenly asked.

"No, I flew here from my domain. There hasn't been such a powerful guy in the Soul River for a long time. I'm really suffocated!"

Ming Tianzun looked at Zhang Yan extremely excitedly, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.

"Ming Tianzun? It seems that you are not the one who can speak here." Zhang Yan looked down coldly.

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