Chapter 1217 , Resilience

The smile on Yan Luowang's face became more and more intense, like a poisonous snake, which made people's heart palpitate.

"What way?" Zhou Yan asked, frowning slightly.

"Surrender to me and be my King Yama's subordinate, and spare your life." King Yama laughed strangely, licked his scarlet tongue, and said with a sinister grin.

Zhou Yan suddenly burst into laughter, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world.

Yama's face darkened, and he shouted, "Why, don't you want to submit to me?"

After finishing speaking, King Yan Luo suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward.

Following Yama's movements, the entire space trembled.

A terrifying coercion appeared overwhelmingly.

In an instant, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees withered and withered instantly, turning into a dead silence.

Even the hard floor couldn't bear the huge pressure, it cracked inch by inch and turned into gravel.

"Give me death."

King Yan Luo grinned ferociously, and spread his five fingers like eagle claws, reaching down into the air.

The strong wind swept across, flying sand and rocks, and the strong wind whistling.

An invisible suction force emerged out of thin air, firmly imprisoning Zhou Yan.

"what."

Zhou Yan exclaimed, and the bones all over his body were crackling, as if they were about to be crushed.

After this situation lasted for more than ten seconds, Zhou Yan slowly regained his mobility.

His legs were bent, he was half kneeling on the ground, his forehead was sweating, and he was out of breath.

"Haha, you are really a waste, dare to fight with this deity with this little strength?"

King Yan Luo won't forgive anyone when he is in power, he takes a step forward and strikes again.

He punched out, and with the sound of thunder, it directly hit Zhou Yan's chest.

In an instant, Zhou Yan let out a muffled snort, vomited blood, flew upside down, and landed several meters away.

"Pfft."

Just as Zhou Yan stood firm, he spat out another big mouthful of blood, his face was pale and his expression was weak.

"Haha, do you think you are sure to win? How naive."

Yan Luowang stepped on Zhou Yan's back and mocked wantonly.

"What do you... want to do?"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"Hmph, the old man said a long time ago that he made you his slave, but you refused to obediently agree and insisted on forcing the old man to kill you. What should you do?"

Yan Luo Wang's face was sullen, and his murderous and bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan.

"If I surrender to you, will you let me go?"

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and managed to calm down.

"Of course, as long as you obediently submit to this old man, this old man promises that you will never hurt your relatives and friends."

Yan Luo Wang grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and said slowly.

"However, the premise is that you must submit to the old man."

Yan Luowang continued.

"Hmph, in that case, I would rather die in battle than be your slave."

Zhou Yan's eyes were cold, and he refused without hesitation.

Yan Luowang's face changed, he didn't expect Zhou Yan to be so decisive.

"In that case, you go to die!"

Suddenly, King Yan Luo's gaze sharpened, and he raised his hand to pat Zhou Yan.

When this palm was struck, the palm wind surged, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, it was suffocating.

Zhou Yan had no time to resist, and was slapped on the ground, spitting blood and seriously injured.

King Yan Luo looked indifferently, looked down at Zhou Yan, and said lightly:

"Things like ants dare to disobey this old man?"

Yan Luowang's eyes were cold, and his tone was full of disdain.

"Ahem... Although my Zhou family is just an ordinary family, it is also full of blood. You can't kill me today."

Zhou Yan coughed violently, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at King Yama with burning eyes without any fear.

"Hmph, you ant, you are really stubborn."

King Yan Luo's eyes were cold. He stomped his right foot on the ground lightly, and a ball of yellow sand rushed up from the sole of his foot. He lifted his body and stood suspended in the void.

King Yan Luo clenched his fist with his right hand, and the vitality in his body gushed out and poured into his fist.

"Nine-turn golden body formula."

King Yan Luo let out a low growl, and a set of golden armor appeared all over his body, emitting a dazzling light.

At this moment, his aura was rising steadily, like a demon god descending.

"Is this...a martial art?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan's pupils shrank, and his eyes showed shock.

"Hahaha, counting as you have some knowledge, this is the nine-turn golden body formula that I have practiced for many years."

King Yan Luo smiled proudly, then his figure swayed, turning into a streak of light, and he came to Zhou Yan in the blink of an eye as fast as lightning.

"Die."

Yan Luowang's eyes were cold, and he punched Zhou Yan's head with great momentum.

If it hits, it will be bloody, or even killed on the spot.

Zhou Yan's heart trembled, his whole body tensed up, ready to resist the fatal blow.

"No matter what your status is, if you dare to provoke my Zhou family, you will die."

Zhou Yan thought to himself, his face was calm, not flustered.

Boom!

Just as Yan Luowang's fist was about to fall, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Because, in front of him, a black spear tip suddenly appeared.

The speed of the spear tip was extremely fast, and it was only when Yan Luowang's fist approached Zhou Yan that he could barely catch up.

After a muffled sound, King Yan Luo flew out.

Click...

At King Yama's lumbar spine, a severed rib penetrated the skin and penetrated into the muscle.

Yan Luowang snorted, his face was distorted, and his expression was extremely painful.

"This is impossible......"

King Yan Luo stared at Zhou Yan, his eyes were tearing apart, and his face was full of disbelief.

The Nine Turns Golden Body Jue he practiced is said to be invulnerable to weapons, fire and water.

It also has an extraordinary defensive power, which is difficult for ordinary innate realm warriors to break through.

Unfortunately, in Zhou Yan's eyes, all of this was fragile.

"I do not believe......"

Yan Luowang gritted his teeth, took out a pill from his bosom and swallowed it.

boom!

In an instant, a surging wave of qi and blood bloomed from King Yama's body, with a monstrous momentum that shocked all directions.

"how can that be?"

Zhou Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.

In Yan Luowang's body, he felt a majestic and vast vitality, like rivers, lakes and seas, surging and surging.

The aura of this momentum made him feel horrified.

"That's what a man looks like!"

Yan Luowang smiled coldly, and looked at Zhou Yan with a playful look.

The injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon he was back to normal.

"My strength has unexpectedly increased tenfold."

Yan Luowang's eyes were excited, and he felt as if he had returned to his peak state.

"Son Zhou Yan, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and dare to provoke this old man, you are looking for death."

King Yan Luo's eyes were fierce, and he spoke word by word.

He had already reached the pinnacle of the third-rank grandmaster, and he was only one window away from the fourth-rank grandmaster.

However, just when he was about to break through, Zhou Yan disrupted the situation.

This incident successfully aroused the killing intent in his heart.

"Hehe...you are just relying on secret techniques, what is there to be proud of?"

Zhou Yan smiled disdainfully.

The way of martial arts is broad and profound, and any secret method is hard to find.

Even he only knows a thing or two.