All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

She simply nodded slightly, and then obediently retreated to a distance.

"call"

Lin Yan took a deep breath, and the killing intent all over his body dissipated in that instant.

It was as if they had never existed.

He felt as if he had lost all his strength and fell into a nearby mountain.

If it were someone else, they might have been careless because of this.

But who is the Demon Emperor of Beishan? He has been involved in thousands of battles, both large and small.

How could he easily underestimate an enemy? Facing Lin Yan who was falling, he also flew down.

At the same time, he threw a punch into the void.

The force of the punch exploded instantly, creating a terrifying gust of wind, like an air cannon.

It slammed directly towards Lin Yan.

"Oh!"

With a deafening roar, the mountain that Lin Yan had just landed on was instantly blasted into flat ground by this terrifying attack.

Dust and smoke filled the air, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Lin Yan was representing the Dao Alliance at this moment, regardless of what he did.

If we lose today, the Dao Alliance will be tantamount to being defeated by the Demon Alliance.

This is a scene that no human would want to see.

"Brother."

Zhang Zheng looked at the place where smoke and dust were rising, his heart was in his throat.

He swallowed hard, staring intently at the spot where the smoke and dust were, not daring to blink.

Until the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan threw another punch, blowing away the dust.

Only then did everyone see that Lin Yan was standing still and had not been injured in any way.

Even their clothes were not soiled by the smoke and dust.

On the contrary, the Demon Emperor of Beishan, Shi Kuan, frowned deeply.

Lin Yan was too quiet, so quiet that it even made him a little scared.

He didn't know how many years it had been since he had felt this way.

The last time I had this feeling was when the Mother-Child Demon-Controlling Talisman was still in use.

The Demon Emperor of Beishan, Shi Kuan, landed about twenty meters away from Lin Yan.

The mountains here have been leveled by him. When the two faced each other, even the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan only slightly frowned.

Lin Yan could sense that he had completely withdrawn his killing intent.

He was like a calm lake, without the slightest ripple.

But everyone knows that Zhang Jiajian is the number one swordsman in the Dao Alliance and the number one swordsman in the world.

It is absolutely impossible for it to be so calm and without any waves.

This is a process of brewing, cultivating one's own sword intent, and elevating it to its limit.

Upon seeing this scene, Wang Quanba's pupils contracted sharply.

Since his defeat by Lin Yan last time, he has devoted himself to cultivation, secluded himself in the Wangquan family, and continuously improved his understanding of the Wangquan sword intent.

He had planned to challenge Lin Yan after his wedding banquet this time.

But right now, he is probably the one among everyone present who can best sense Lin Yan's level of cultivation.

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, I'm afraid I can't catch up with him no matter what."

"The number one swordsman in the world, truly deserving of the title."

"Am I always going to have to rely on the power of the King's Sword?"

Wang Quanba reached for the Wang Quan sword at his waist, a hint of resentment in his eyes.

He could sense that Lin Yan's understanding of swordsmanship had reached an unfathomable level.

And this wasn't said by anyone else, but by the very man who was once the Sword of Heaven and Earth, the Sword Intent of Kingship.

Only then did he realize how ironic Lin Yan's words had been.

The King's Power Sword Intent is nothing more than the result of the hard work of several generations and the creation of the King's Power Sword.

It cannot be considered the true sword intent cultivated by a swordsman.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Butler Fei felt a pang of anxiety when he saw the resentment in Wang Quanba's eyes.

He originally thought that the kingdom's power and hegemony might be shattered after that defeat.

However, Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye put in a hundred times the effort to cultivate the Wang Quan Sword Intent, and once again he saw the spirited young master.

But now, he saw a look of resentment in Wang Quanba's eyes.

This kind of resentment is a helpless resentment, a resentment that cannot change the fact even after putting in a hundred times the effort.

"It's alright, Butler Fei."

Wang Quanba shook his head, then looked in the direction of Lin Yan not far away.

Lin Yan was unaware of the changes in Wang Quanba's state of mind at this moment.

At this moment, he was still immersed in his own swordsmanship.

This was his first and truly significant sword strike, a move that marked a breakthrough in his own abilities.

As Lin Yan slowly raised his right hand, the longsword in his hand began to emit a faint sword hum.

The sound of the sword was not loud; even the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan would not hear it unless he listened carefully.

The sound of the surrounding breeze was even clearer than the sound of the sword's clang.

But the more inconspicuous the sound of the sword's cry was, the more nervous the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan became.

That feeling of palpitations became increasingly pronounced.

He didn't understand why a mere human cultivator could make him feel this palpitation.

Clearly, he is a renowned demon emperor, and the strongest demon in the Northern Mountains.

How could he possibly be frightened by a cultivator who had just become a Demon Emperor?

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

"Today I'll show you that under absolute power, any tricks are nothing!"

"Fist of the North Star!"

The Demon Emperor of Beishan, Shi Kuan, felt his breathing even quicken.

He no longer concealed his strength, or rather, it was because Lin Yan was putting too much pressure on him.

This left him with no choice but to use his full strength.

The power in his body began to surge continuously, and the figure of the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan also grew to a huge size.

Like a giant mountain range, his demonic power changed along with his body size.

At this moment, even the overflowing demonic power of Shi Kuan was like a vast ocean, inspiring fear.

In contrast, Lin Yan simply opened his eyes slowly.

The longsword in his hand, which had been chiming softly, also produced an extremely loud clanging sound as Lin Yan swung it.

Compared to before, it was much quieter.

Compared to before, Lin Yan's concealed aura was much stronger.

This all erupted at that moment, catching everyone off guard.

Faced with this sudden burst of fierce killing intent and this extremely terrifying aura.

Even the enormous Northern Mountain Demon Emperor Shi Kuan, whose body resembled a mountain range, was so startled that he took a step back.

This instinctive retreat also revealed a look of surprise on his face.

He never expected that he, the mighty Demon Emperor of the Northern Mountains, would be so frightened by a human that he would take a step back.

This made Shi Kuan feel a sense of humiliation, and he punched Lin Yan with his fist, which was the size of a house.

The terrifying force of the punch, like a hurricane, swept past below.

Lin Yan exhaled a puff of white breath, and his long sword slowly slashed across the surface.

"kill!"

With a breath that formed clouds, Lin Yan's single word "kill" shook heaven and earth.

Dark clouds instantly filled the sky, and even the sand and gravel on the ground began to tremble.