The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 462: The Sword of the Supreme Being Does Not Cut the Old or the Young

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the two men's moves collided.

The scene where Tang Yan was slapped away by a palm did not appear, his body just retreated half a step...that's all!

"Tang Yan is actually a ninth-grade innate!"

"A ninth-grade Xiantian can actually withstand the attack of a third-grade king. Is Tang Yan's strength so terrifying?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, staring at the scene in disbelief.

Shen Shan's heart was even more excited. When he first met Tang Yan, Tang Yan was still a Xuan-level warrior. In just over a year, Tang Yan rose directly to the innate ninth level at an incredible speed.

If Tang Yan came from a top family, he could still understand it, but Tang Yan came from a lower plane!

Today, when high-quality resources are monopolized and divided up by major forces, it is nothing but a pipe dream for children from poor families to stand out.

Tang Yan rode alone, but he was so far ahead that he left all the geniuses of the Northern Spiritual Realm far behind.

There is no way of knowing how difficult this journey has been.

But if you look closely, you will probably find that it was full of swords, blood and gore along the way.

Ye Liangchen's heart was pounding and a look of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Tang Yan, who was a ninth-grade Xiantian who was not inferior to the third-grade king, was so terrifying. How could he actually try to be an enemy of Tang Yan? He was lucky to be alive last time.

Mingze's eyes were also filled with inexplicable horror. The dark blue color that had just appeared in Tang Yan's palm technique carried with it the domineering power to devour everything, which made him dare not underestimate it.

With Tang Yan's obstruction, Mo Lianshan arrived immediately and pushed out a palm from behind Mingze.

Mingze hurriedly turned around to deal with it, but then he felt a chill on his back. Tang Yan actually launched a second wave of attack.

Being attacked from both sides, Mingze suddenly fell into a passive situation.

Whether it's Tang Yan or Mo Lianshan, he can easily suppress them in a one-on-one fight.

But now, if he concentrated on dealing with one person, the other would cause him fatal harm, and he could only deal with both of them in a panic.

Fight, but can't beat him. Escape, but can't escape. It's so frustrating and uncomfortable!

It was thought that Tang Yan was only of the ninth grade of innate power and it was difficult for him to maintain high-burst output for a long time, but the spiritual power in Tang Yan's body seemed to be endless and he showed no signs of fatigue at all.

On the battlefield, the Second Elder was hit in the heart by a palm strike, and his energy quickly depleted. The situation in Mingyou Valley was already deteriorating.

Mingze knew that if he delayed any longer, he would really not be able to leave. His skin immediately turned red and his aura instantly doubled.

The long sword appeared in Mingze's hand again, a majestic aura emerged, and he slashed towards Mo Lianshan fiercely.

Mo Lianshan was shocked. The power of this sword even surpassed the fourth level of the king grade. He was simply unable to contend with it.

Not daring to take it head-on, he quickly retreated.

"This is an irreconcilable feud. I will settle the scores with you one by one someday!"

Mingze let out a long howl in sorrow and was about to retreat when he saw Tang Yan holding a sword and rushing towards him.

Mingze was a little confused. With the strength he had shown now, even Mo Lianshan had to temporarily avoid him. What's wrong with this kid's brain? He actually wanted to die?

Since you want to die, I will never let you go!

The long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling and strange light, and the sword energy slashed towards Tang Yan. Wherever the sword energy passed, sand and stones flew to both sides, forming deep gullies.

On the top of the mountain, Shen Shan's whole body was tense, staring closely at the scene. The spiritual power emanating from his body made his robe move without wind, like a cheetah ready to pounce!

At the same time, on a rock, Zhu Jingkong, dressed in a black robe, had already condensed a mysterious mark in his hand. If there was any mistake, Mingze would be killed instantly!

"Qi meridian changes!"

Tang Yan's aura surged.

"Comrades!"

The Wuxie sword slashed out without reservation.

With the blessing of fearless momentum and soul-refining fire, the world was suddenly filled with vast fighting spirit.

Who says I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you!

The azure blue gale gathered into the sword energy. This sword was no longer just a simple sword energy, but an army of thousands, unstoppable, roaring and rushing towards Mingze.

At the moment when the knife energy and the sword energy collided, there was strangely no sound, but the air between heaven and earth seemed to solidify, making people hold their breath.

click!

rumble!

The dull sound was like rumbling thunder, and then there was a loud "bang", and two auras exploded. The violent sword energy rushed in all directions, making the heavenly-level warriors somewhat unsteady on their feet.

Dengdeng!

Tang Yan was knocked back two steps by the recoil force before he could stabilize his body.

Although Mingze did not move, his face was extremely pale and it was obvious that he was not feeling well.

Shen Shan's face was full of disbelief at this moment. At this moment, Tang Yan's aura was not weaker than that of a king. This sword even mobilized the power of heaven and earth. How many secrets did he hide?

"Elder Mo, let's go together!"

Tang Yan noticed that Mingze's breathing was unstable, so he called Mo Lianshan, and the two of them immediately took advantage of the situation to chase after him.

Mingze has just used a secret method to improve his cultivation, but this secret method is not long-lasting. After the potential burst is consumed, his aura will become sluggish.

He thought that this sword could kill Tang Yan, and Mo Lianshan alone could not stop him, so Mingze attacked without reservation.

He didn't expect that Tang Yan was so terrifying that he could actually block his strongest attack.

Mingze's secret technique failed and he immediately fell into a passive position.

With the concerted efforts of Tang Yan and Mo Lianshan, Mingze was beheaded by the sword in a short while.

Another king-level expert from the Northern Spirit Realm has fallen!

The battle between the two sides has come to an end.

Before even noon, all the people in Mingyou Valley were massacred.

Noon.

The battlefield has been cleared.

A group of people gathered in a square in Mingyou Valley, and their spoils were clearly counted.

At the same time, there were dozens of children in the middle of the square.

The oldest were twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest were only four or five years old. Many of them had hatred in their eyes.

"Great Elder, these are the remnants of Mingyou Valley. How should we deal with them?" A deacon of the Mo family looked at the group of children with difficulty.

Mo Lianshan frowned slightly.

Although he really wanted to wipe out the roots, there were many external forces watching around Mingyou Valley, so he had to consider the reputation of the Mohist School.

If these children were really killed, the Mohist School would likely be branded as "bloodthirsty" or "evil sect", and might even attract attacks from other forces.

Mo Lianshan glanced at Tang Yan and asked helplessly, "Mr. Tang, what do you think?"

Shen Shan and his group also watched with great interest, curious about what decision Tang Yan would make.

Is it decisiveness in killing or softness in showing mercy?

Tang Yan pondered for a moment before ordering, "Take out the weapons and candies, let the children choose, and then make a decision."

"Go do it!" Mo Lianshan's eyes lit up and he waved his hand to give the order.

The Mohist steward immediately did so.

Some relatively mature children in Mingyou Valley immediately guessed something when they saw the enemy asking them to make a choice, and whispered to the people around them to choose candy later.

Soon, the results came out.

"Ninety-two people, sixteen of them chose weapons, and seventy-six chose candy!" the Mohist deacon reported.

"Mr. Tang, what should we do now? Should we release the one who chose candy and kill the one who chose weapons?" Mo Lianshan asked.

Tang Yan said calmly: "Tang's sword will not kill the old or the young!"

When everyone heard this, their faces had different reactions.

Some soft-hearted people thought that Wen Ding was doing things in an upright manner and praised his approach highly.

There are also calm people who secretly laugh at Wen Ding's indecision and leave hidden dangers for themselves.

Once the seeds of hatred take root, they will sprout and then grow wildly.

Although this group of kids may not be a big deal now, who can guarantee that they won’t become a threat in a few decades?

In the tens of thousands of years of history of the Northern Spirit Realm, are there not many examples of people being vindicated because of being soft-hearted and leaving behind young children, who were eventually avenged successfully?

Shen Shan and Zhu Jingkong sighed slightly, with a hint of disappointment in their eyes. Tang Yan was still too young, and kindness would become his biggest weakness.

"But Tang's knife can!"

Tang Yan took out a long sword from his storage ring and swung it forward lightly. The sixteen people who had chosen weapons instantly died.

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