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"It's him! Su Shuohan!" Zhang Chentian didn't want to meddle in other people's business at first, but after hearing the familiar voice, he felt something in his heart.

Su Shuohan is his old friend! Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and flew quickly towards the battlefield.

On the battlefield, a figure descended from the sky and knocked the middle-aged man back with one palm.

The person who came was Zhang Chentian. After he landed, he immediately came to Su Shuohan and helped him up. He took out a small jade bottle from his arms, poured out two drops of stalactite and fed it into Su Shuohan's mouth.

"Brother Su, hurry up and refine it. Leave the rest to me. Don't worry." Zhang Chentian said softly.

In fact, he was not generous in taking out the precious stalactite, but because Su Shuohan was seriously injured at the moment, his internal organs had been displaced, and his meridians were ruptured. If he was not treated in time, his life might be in danger.

Only precious treasures like stalactites can save his life.

Su Shuohan nodded gratefully and immediately began to refine the stalactites.

Zhang Chentian turned to face the middle-aged man, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Boy, who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Otherwise, I, Wen Yi, will not let you go easily...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, a figure flashed by like a ghost, followed by a muffled sound.

Wen Yi only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

"Elder!" Seeing Wen Yi being blown away, the faces of the more than 20 cultivators in the Danhua realm in the field changed drastically. They exclaimed in surprise and hurried over to help him up.

"How noisy! With such limited strength, you still want to snatch other people's inheritance?" Zhang Chentian snorted coldly, clapped his hands, and looked at Wen Yi who had just crawled up from the ground not far away with contempt.

"Damn it! Come on! Whoever can kill this brat will be rewarded handsomely by this elder!" Hearing Zhang Chentian's words, Wen Yi was furious. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly to the more than 20 Danhua realm cultivators behind him.

"Yes!" The twenty or so cultivators in the Danhua realm answered in unison. They flashed and pounced towards Zhang Chentian like a group of hungry wolves.

"Bingyun, I'll leave these little Karas to you. Bingyi, please protect my friend."

After hearing Zhang Chentian's voice, Bingyun roared towards the sky, and the roar like a dragon's roar echoed throughout the battlefield. The platinum hair on its body was like a burning flame at this moment, and the platinum tiger body instantly expanded several times, as big as a small mountain.

It lunged forward at a blinding speed, heading straight for those people.

At the same time, it opened its bloody mouth and spit out several golden light waves, carrying fierce momentum and powerful force.

"what!"

"What kind of monster is this!"

……

Over twenty Dan-level cultivators had originally planned to attack Zhang Chentian, but were caught off guard by Bingyun's attack. They tried to resist, but the golden light wave was too powerful, and it killed five of them in the blink of an eye.

This sudden change shocked the rest of the Danhua monks. Some of them didn't even have the chance to use their trump cards before they died and went to the West to find Tathagata.

Looking at the extremely brave Bingyun, Zhang Chentian also smiled knowingly.

He knew that with Bingyun's current strength, there were few rivals below the Spiritual Realm.

Coupled with the strength of its monster's body, it was not difficult for it to deal with those Danhua monks who had been exhausted by Su Shuohan.

At this time, Bingyun also showed its majesty and strength as a powerful monster.

"Kid, you're going to die! Stab like lightning!"

Wen Yi's eyes focused, the long sword in his hand flashed, and his figure rushed out in an instant like a gust of wind.

He rushed towards Zhang Chentian at an astonishing speed, and the sword in his hand seemed to merge with the wind.

The sword was as fast as lightning, bringing up a sharp gust of wind, and the air was cut apart by this sharp sword move.

"This sword move is good! It's a pity that you are too weak!" Facing the powerful pressure coming towards him, Zhang Chentian showed a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth. He raised his right hand calmly and waved it lightly. A huge ice shield condensed in front of him in an instant.

The ice shield emitted a biting chill, like an indestructible wall, easily blocking Wen Yi's fatal blow.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the ice shield was intact, but Wen Yi's sword was frozen in it.

"This... this is impossible!" Wen Yi widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

His full-strength attack was so easily resolved by Zhang Chentian that it even put him in trouble.

He tried hard to pull out the frozen spiritual sword, but found that the sword was completely frozen and could not move at all.

"Nothing is impossible! You... can die now!" Zhang Chentian said coldly, with endless indifference and determination in his words.

As he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped out with his palm, aiming at Wen Yi's chest.

This palm seems light and powerless, but in fact it contains extremely amazing ice power.

When this palm hit Wen Yi, a biting chill instantly spread throughout his body, as if to freeze his soul.

The power of ice quickly spread into Wen Yi's body, freezing all his organs.

The body that was originally full of vitality became cold and stiff at this moment, without any vitality.

Wen Yi's eyes widened, and then he fell straight to the ground, without any sign of life.

"The elder is dead!" a monk shouted in horror.

"The elder is dead, we are still powerless, run away!" another monk shouted in panic.

"Dad, you shouldn't have let me follow Elder Wen!" Another cultivator cried, regretting deeply.

……

Seeing Wen Yi's death, the remaining nine cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Dan Realm completely lost their fighting spirit. They turned around and fled the scene without hesitation, not daring to confront Zhang Chentian at all.

"Roar!" Bingyun looked at the fleeing enemies and roared angrily. It wanted to chase them, but was stopped by Zhang Chentian.

"Don't worry, Bingyun, they can't get away." After saying this, Zhang Chentian's figure instantly appeared in mid-air. He waved his sword with both hands and muttered: "Taixuan Kongling Sword!"

As his words fell, nine sharp sword shadows suddenly appeared in the sky, each of which exuded a powerful aura and light.

The nine sword shadows were like a group of ferocious falcons, quickly pouncing towards the nine fleeing people.

In the blink of an eye, the nine sword shadows caught up with the nine fleeing people and ruthlessly pierced their bodies.

The nine people were killed by the sword shadow before they could even scream.

Their bodies made a series of thuds, as if bidding farewell to their lives.