"escape?"

"Can you escape?"

Zhou Yan's voice was like thunder. He held the steel knife in his hand and shouted loudly: "Thunder Knife Ninth Style!"

Then he slashed at the place where the most people were escaping, and a ball of electric light shot out, exploding in the crowd——

Stab Lala!

A ball of electric light exploded into thirty-three lightning projectiles, which even the Bone Tempering Realm could not withstand. It fell on these Shahe Sect disciples, most of whom were in the Qi and Blood Realm, and swept across them.

In an instant.

Thirty-three people fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Later, other people didn't even react, and they collided with each other and knocked them down.

Once Zhou Yan takes action, he will show no mercy.

He slightly lowered the power of the magic so as not to take anyone's life, but with the steel knife in his hand, he struck down the sword one after another. Then balls of lightning exploded in the crowd, and each lightning bullet accurately hit one person.

Stab!

Crackling!

The most rubbish high-level magician in the world is bullying and crushing these martial arts warriors who are just getting started with their level 10 lightning bullets.

Crush!

Sweep!

Zhou Yan is like an unparalleled warrior in the Three Kingdoms game. Every time his sword strikes the void, it is actually a bolt of lightning magic falling down.

One knife!

Two knives!

Three swords!

After three sword blows, the number of people lying on the ground increased to more than a hundred.

Some were knocked down by Zhou Yan's magic and were paralyzed and unable to move. Some were purely accidentally injured and were knocked down in panic. Others were so frightened that they stood still and did not dare to move or knelt on the ground and shook their heads.

Grab land.

In an instant.

There were originally more than three hundred people on the field, but only one or two hundred were still standing and running away.

But most of them are instinctive reactions of fear.

"Come again!"

When Zhou Yan struck out with his fourth sword, thirty-three more people fell. At this moment, hundreds of people's defenses collapsed and they all dropped their weapons——

"Spare my life!"

"No more running!"

"Disarm, disarm!"

Under Zhou Yan's shout of "disarm but not kill", everyone squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and surrendered.

Then there were only dozens of brave and timid ones left, still trying to escape.

Holding the knife in his hand, Zhou Yan rose out of thin air to a height of tens of meters. His field of vision suddenly broadened. None of the dozens of people who were still running could escape his eyes.

He continued to swing the knife in the air, and the lightning continued to shoot.

A moment later.

These dozens of people were also knocked to the ground and could no longer resist.

Including the fourteen Bone Tempering Realm protectors.
Chapter completed!