Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 273 It’s You! The Little Devil Who Destroyed My Dharma Image!

He Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was sharp, and his right hand was tightly grasping a black broadsword with gold thread.

Above the blade, visible hot white mist was rising and undulating.

Such a scorching temperature burned and distorted the surrounding air.

The cold and gloomy atmosphere that originally filled the hall was instantly weakened by the impact of the rolling heat wave.

"Just as I predicted."

He Yan stared intently at the gradually gathering darkness in the mansion, his brows furrowed slightly, "This is a strange and gloomy aura!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the mansion suddenly plummeted to freezing point.

In an instant, a bone-chilling chill hit him in the face, quickly penetrating He Yan's flesh and blood and reaching deep into his bones.

In the blink of an eye, white ice crystals visible to the naked eye condensed from the air in the hall.

These ice crystals flickered with a cold light in the dark hall.

And those countless blurry and strange black shadows slowly gathered together from all directions.

As the black fog rolled around, it gradually condensed into the shape of a hunchbacked old man.

The old man was thin, with a haggard face, sunken eyes, and skin as pale as paper, like a thousand-year-old corpse that had crawled out of a grave.

He was wearing a tattered robe, the corners of which fluttered in the wind, emitting a suffocating cold aura.

If Yan Chengping was not dead, he would definitely recognize this terrifying old man.

He was none other than Feng Jin, the patriarch of the Feng family who had long been killed!
The hunchbacked old man slowly raised his head, staring at He Yan with his empty eyes, a strange smile on his lips.

This extremely weird look made He Yan feel creepy.

He Yan didn't hesitate at all. His eyes suddenly widened and the black sword with gold thread in his hand trembled slightly.

The scorching white gas on the blade became increasingly intense, as if it was about to ignite the surrounding air.

The next moment, He Yan's aura burst out without reservation.

The pressure from the martial artist who had reached the peak of the internal energy realm swept out like a blazing torrent, heading straight for the strange old man, in order to resist the other party's terrifying yin energy.

After He Yan did all this, he had no intention of stopping. He chose to take the initiative!

Immediately afterwards, He Yan swung the big knife in his hand suddenly and flew towards the terrifying old man in front of him.

The blade shone like a rainbow and was as hot as fire. The scorching blade went straight towards the body of the strange old man.

However, just as He Yan swooped down, the strange old man's body suddenly trembled.

Countless blurry and strange black shadows rushed out from his body and pounced towards He Yan.

Those black shadows twisted and deformed, like hideous faces, rushing towards He Yan with endless resentment and murderous intent.

It seemed as if it wanted to devour He Yan completely!

"Humph!"

He Yan snorted coldly, and the big knife in his hand shook violently, and the hot white gas on the blade burst out instantly.

The extremely powerful internal energy turned into a blazing blade light, heading straight for those strange black shadows.

"boom!"

After the blade light and the black shadow collided with each other in mid-air, a deafening roar erupted.

The black shadows were torn apart by the blade light and let out shrill screams, as if they were ignited by a raging fire.

Then, in less than a dozen breaths, most of the strange black shadows were burned into clouds of white smoke and completely dissipated into the air.

However, the number of strange black shadows was beyond imagination, so densely packed that it seemed as if there was no end.

Even if the blade light from the big knife in He Yan's hand could easily annihilate these evil spirits.

However, it is difficult to eliminate them all in an instant.

After He Yan slashed down with this sword, although he was able to burn most of the strange black shadows, new strange black shadows would appear in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, more mysterious black shadows, as if pouring out from the endless abyss, continuously gushed out from the body of the strange old man.

The strange black shadow was like a surging, endless tide, pouring towards He Yan, trying to drown him completely.

When He Yan saw this scene, there was no fear or retreat in his eyes, and his aura became even stronger.

He turned his wrist, and the blade moved freely like a nimble dragon.

In an instant, dozens of scorching blade auras wrapped in rolling heat waves whizzed out from the blade.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The blazing blade light, the sharp sword beam and the icy and strange black shadow collided violently and non-stop.

A deafening roar erupted in the hall, as if it was going to completely shatter this dilapidated house.

The air in the entire hall made a sharp and piercing whistling sound.

The walls were already covered with charred marks, and under the impact of this violent energy, they continued to peel off and fall down.

The charred stone slabs on the ground finally couldn't bear the weight and were shattered into countless tiny gravels, flying everywhere in the strong wind.

He Yan stood not far from the strange old man, his eyes cold and deep.

The black sword with gold thread in his hand trembled slightly, and the hot white gas on the blade became more and more intense.

The next second, He Yan's gaze suddenly focused, as if he had caught a flaw in the strange old man.

His figure suddenly flashed, like an invisible ghost, and instantly appeared behind the strange old man.

He Yan looked at him indifferently, the muscles in his right arm tensed instantly and veins bulged.

The black sword wrapped with gold threads in his hand was quickly raised, and with a force of a thousand pounds, it was swung down with the force of thunder.

For a moment, the blade flashed, leaving many afterimages, and with an unstoppable momentum, it chopped down vertically towards the strange old man's crown.

"Cross!"

The blade cut through the air at high speed, making a sharp tearing sound.

The hot white steam from the blade rose into the sky, and the temperature of the air soared to its highest point.

Even the hunched body of the strange old man in front was burned and twisted by this scorching power.

A cold light flashed in He Yan's eyes, and he let out a low shout and raised his arm high.

The big knife in his hand was wrapped in surging internal energy and suddenly chopped down in mid-air.

The hand raised and the knife fell in one smooth movement, the blade cut through the void, making a sharp whistling sound.

As a martial artist with great internal energy, He Yan's full-strength attack was terrifyingly powerful.

The strange old man had no time to resist at all, and his hunched body was instantly split in half by the sharp blade.

The next moment, the thick black fog in the middle of the strange old man's body began to surge and twist violently.

It was as if there was an invisible force trying to piece it together again.

These black mists were like living things, constantly twisting and struggling, trying to restore to the original appearance of the strange old man.

At this moment, a "sizzling" sound suddenly rang out, and wisps of hot white smoke rose from the incision.

It was He Yan who blessed the blade, and the swirling hot internal energy took effect.

The extremely hot internal energy was burning the surging Yin energy.

Under the scorching heat of this terrifying temperature, the yin energy on the strange old man's body continued to dissipate and could not be completely restored to its original appearance.

In the end, the strange old man could only struggle painfully in the hot white mist, making a "sizzling" whine.

Immediately afterwards, a tearing roar was heard that only He Yan could hear.

The voice was shrill and painful, as if it was a wail from the depths of hell, filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

"kill!"

The mechanical voice, devoid of any human emotion, kept echoing in He Yan's ears, carrying endless murderous intent.

He Yan's eyes were cold and deep. The big knife in his hand suddenly shook, and the hot white gas on the blade became more and more intense.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!”

Before he finished speaking, He Yan swung the big knife in his hand again, and the knife light pointed directly at the strange old man who was split in half.

Although the old man's body had been chopped into pieces, it still exuded an unsettling cold aura.

It seemed to still be struggling, unwilling to completely disappear between heaven and earth.

The blade cut through the air, bringing up a wave of hot air.

The old man's hunched body began to gradually disintegrate under the light of He Yan's sword, and then turned into ashes, which drifted in the air with the breeze.

He Yan stood in place, the big knife in his hand still emitting a high temperature breath.

Silence finally returned to the hall.

Only the steaming white smoke slowly dissipated in the air, as if nothing had happened.

He Yan slowly sheathed the knife. The hot white gas on the blade gradually dissipated, and the cold aura around him also completely disappeared.

He looked around with a cold gaze until he was sure that there was no more evil energy.

He Yancai turned around and looked at Su An, Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing outside the door.

"Su An, you three will go to the county government office tomorrow and deal with the Feng family's extermination case before returning to the city!"

"Yes!"

Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing responded almost in unison, their eyes gleaming with excitement. They agreed very quickly, fearing that He Yan would go back on his word.

For the past half month, they have been staying in the capital city, practicing martial arts every day.

They were just practicing martial arts, and life was monotonous and boring, with nerves stretched to the limit.

Now, following Brother Su An out to carry out the mission is a pleasant surprise for Liang Cheng.

It just so happens that after dealing with Fu Songde, I will go find a happy place to relax with my cousin Yunqing and Brother Su An.

Liang Cheng was thinking this, but he didn't notice that He Yan had seen through their thoughts.

However, He Yan didn't say much, he turned and left.

Liang Cheng looked at He Yan's back and couldn't help but whisper to Lu Yunqing, "Cousin Yunqing, we can finally take a breath."

"I've been really exhausted in the past half month."

Su An stood quietly by the side, his face calm, but a hint of thought was revealed in the depths of his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing, who were both filled with excitement, and said calmly, "You two, don't let your guard down."

Then, Su An paused slightly, and continued with a solemn mood: "Nowadays, the world has become increasingly unpredictable."

"Those ghost things that originated from the heaven and earth have been popping up one after another recently."

"But if it's just these ghost things, then it's fine."

"But right now, even the number of resentful souls of those humans who died unjustly and are filled with resentment is increasing day by day."

After saying that, Su An sighed softly, and that sigh was full of helplessness and worry.

The most fatal thing is that those ghosts who reappeared in the world with immense hatred have extremely terrifying yin energy.

The ghost creatures transformed from humans, at the very least, possess a fierce level of Yin energy.

In other words, whenever this ghost thing appears, several Xuanniao Guards in the Blood Refining Realm need to act at the same time to ensure that there is no risk of error!
However, what made Su An feel a little relieved was.

The Tiandu Xuanniao Guard headquarters also plans to send more Xuanniao Guards who are warriors in the internal energy realm to support the provincial capitals in various places.

At the same time, the martial arts resources available to the Xuanniao Guards in each prefecture city have increased by several times.

This big change is said to be the idea of the Empress in the palace.

"Ugh!"

"I really don't know when these harmful evil spirits will be completely eradicated and peace will return to the world."

Finally, Su An sighed helplessly. He felt very confused about the future.

Su An thought to himself that if there was anyone who could solve the chaos of ghosts from the root, it would have to be that person.

At this moment, that person's face appeared clearly in Su An's mind.

Lu Xuan!

Master Lu!
This man looks down upon the world and can remain calm and composed even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.

In the eyes of this Lord Lu, everything in the world seems to be a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

At least that's what Su An thought. Of course, his master He Yan also had the same idea.

Lord Lu's martial arts skills are unfathomable and all-encompassing, no matter if they are evil spirits created by heaven and earth, or ghosts revived by resentment.

In front of Lord Lu, they are just like ants and can be destroyed with ease!
After hearing Su An's reminder, Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing's expressions became more serious, and the relaxed look on their faces faded a little.

But Liang Cheng was a free and easy person after all. He quickly waved his hand and spoke with a casual expression on his face.

"Hey, Brother Su, you are just too cautious."

As he spoke, he shrugged nonchalantly and continued, "Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up!"

"We little people shouldn't worry about the big things in the world!"

Speaking of this, Liang Cheng's eyes sparkled with pride and his tone was filled with extreme pride.

"And!"

Liang Cheng raised his voice and the smile on his face became brighter.

"If those tall guys can't stand it, I still have my cousin!"

Liang Cheng walked up at this time, patted Su An on the shoulder, and said confidently: "Brother Su, just put your heart at ease."

"As long as Brother Xuan is here, the sky will never fall!"

"With him here, these ghost things are nothing!"

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Yunze County, Taiping Town!
The lively scene on the banks of the Jinlin River is no longer there.

Now, there is a dead silence, not a single person is in sight, and all that can be seen is desolation.

Within a kilometer radius of the Jinlin River, there are puddles scattered across the ground.

The remaining water in the puddle shone coldly in the sunlight.

The wet ground and muddy traces seemed to indicate that this place had been hit by a flood not long ago.

At this time, above the Jinlin River, a mysterious ripple suddenly appeared in the invisible air.

Immediately afterwards, a hole as dark as the abyss suddenly appeared in the air and tore open.

A foot slowly emerged from the dark opening, moving neither fast nor slow.

Until that person's body completely walked out of the torn space.

The Nether Python at the bottom of the Jinlin River seemed to sense something, and it suddenly opened its huge eyes!

"It's you!"

"The little devil who killed Hong Lin and destroyed my Dharma image!"

There is no doubt that the man who is above Jinlin River is Lu Xuan!
(End of this chapter)