The 32nd Solo King of Fighting

  Since Mu Xue San Qian couldn't be practiced by Tang Yan, he could only put it into the spatial ring. As for the Dan furnace made of bones, he also threw it into the spatial ring, leaving him with only one "Ancient Alchemy Technique". Originally, Tang Yan still wanted to practice hard during this period, but now that he had absorbed almost two-star energy, he felt a bit depressed and didn't have the mood to continue practicing.

  Now he's just sitting on the stone, slowly reading this "Ancient Dan Technique" book, and the records of dan techniques inside are making Tang Yan speechless. What makes him speechless is not those Washing Marrow Dan, Hemostatic Dan, Reversal Dan, Great Yuan Dan... but rather those Revival Dan, Longevity Dan, Reverse Heaven Dragon Dan... As he looks at Tang Yan, his mouth is watering nonstop, as if he has a handful of immortal dan or divine dan.

  "I'm telling you, kid, stop looking back all the time. With your current level of skill, I don't think you can even refine a first-grade Dan pill. You'd better just focus on what's in front of you!" The old man said to Tang Yan.

  "No big deal, there's plenty of time here. If ten years isn't enough, then a hundred years will do. A hundred years is just equivalent to a few years outside!" Tang Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

  At this moment, a white shadow floated out of Tang Yan's hand with the dragon ring. The old guy appeared in front of Tang Yan, furrowed his brow and looked in one direction. It made Tang Yan feel a bit tense, because usually this guy was hiding inside and had never appeared before.

  "Is there something?" Tang Yan asked.

  "Have you offended someone?" The old man slowly turned around and asked him, then said to him: "You get out of here first!"

  Tang Yan wanted to say something, but seeing his serious expression, he could only obediently exit the snowy realm and return to reality. Although he dropped a level, he didn't take it too hard. Especially after obtaining that "Ancient Dan Technique" book, his mood was different. His mind was preoccupied with those twelve-grade dan medicines, and eating one of them would save him seven or eight years of cultivation time.

  Tang Yan only knew that he was in a good mood now, but he didn't know that those medicinal materials were heavenly treasures that could be encountered but not sought after, and even with money, they might not be sold. The old man also didn't want to disappoint him, but just let him have a pipe dream, give him some future prospects, so that he would work harder to study alchemy.

  Tang Yan returned to reality and didn't feel like anything had happened. The two beautiful women were still chatting beside him, and the mercenaries outside were following closely alongside the carriage as it advanced. The only difference was that it was now late afternoon, and Tang Yan's group had been traveling for more than half a day, with everything going very smoothly along the way, without encountering any military interception.

  "How did it stop?" Tang Yan felt the carriage come to a halt and asked.

  "Boss, it seems like someone is trying to rob us up ahead!" said Leng Shan, seeing ten black-clad men appear in front of them, each carrying a long sword on their back.

  "Rob us? We're not a merchant group, what valuable things do we have?" Tang Yan slowly got out of the carriage and asked.

  "You'd better be careful, they're not ordinary people!" Yue'er said to Tang Yan as he got out of the carriage.

  "What does it mean? Do you know them? Damn, I knew this business was going to be bad!" Tang Yan heard her words and immediately thought of something to scold, what about the beauty, life is the most precious.

  "This, sorry, I didn't want it to be like this either. Anyway, just be careful, the other party isn't an ordinary person!" Yuer heard Tang Yan's scolding and felt a bit embarrassed saying it.

  "Whatever, you paid me!" Tang Yan said, but in his heart he was thinking: "Damn it, if you weren't a beauty, I'd throw you out!"

  These ten black-clad men simply blocked Tang Yan and the others, not allowing them to pass. They didn't make a move against these mercenaries. Their purpose was simple: they demanded that the woman in the carriage come out, or else they would kill everyone, including the mercenaries. The leader of the Cold Mountain team thought to himself that it wasn't as if they were the ones who had done something wrong. The other side was a great Dou Shi, while his own team only had three Dou Shi; he feared that even before making a move, they would already be dead at the hands of their opponents.

  Tang Yan also knew they were targeting Yuè, looking at the killing intent on their bodies, it didn't seem like they were welcoming Yuè back home, but rather like enemies pursuing and killing. If they were here to welcome this beauty back, Tang Yan couldn't defeat them, he could let them take her away. But with the killing intent on their bodies, Tang Yan knew that if Yuè was taken away, she would only have a road of death ahead of her, even if they didn't kill her, she would become their plaything underfoot. Not for any reason, just because Yuè was too beautiful, all men had evil intentions towards her.

  "What kind of people are you? Do you know what 'a good dog doesn't block the way' means?" Tang Yan asked them.

  "It doesn't matter who we are, hand over Xuan Yuan Yue if you don't want to die!" one of the men in black said.

  "What's going on here? There's only my little sister Shī in the carriage. Do you know what happens to those who have ideas about my little sister? There's only one outcome - death!"

  When Tang Yan finished speaking, the black-clothed man standing less than thirty meters in front of him was suddenly split in two, and it was unclear how he had died. Not even the opponent's movements were seen, only that Tang Yan's hand was placed on the hilt of his sword behind his back, with a smile in his eyes as he looked at them.

  The great swordsmen were no match for Tang Yan, and under his one sword, they turned into two corpses. Looking at Tang Yan's smile, they retreated several steps in fear, afraid that the next one would be him.

  "Damn it!" He had underestimated Tang Yan's strength too much, and didn't expect Tang Yan to attack them without saying a word. However, he wouldn't give Tang Yan a second chance.

  But Tang Yan really wanted to make a second move, and when he killed one person, he thought the other was not worth hitting, but he was wrong. When he wanted to slash out for the second time, a black-clothed man had already appeared in front of him, with an extremely fast speed that exceeded Tang Yan's imagination, and under spiritual reaction, Tang Yan made a defensive move.

  "Bang bang......" A series of sounds rang out on Tang Yan's body.

  "Cough, cough...... damn it!" Tang Yan's body was hit at least ten times in a row, and the sword on his back hadn't even been pulled out yet. He was knocked flying thirty meters away, leaving two deep marks on the ground.

  If it weren't for Tang Yan's tempering in the Bone Pool, he would have been crippled long ago. Now, after taking ten hits from his opponent, his body was wracked with pain everywhere. Fortunately, nothing was broken, or else things would be even more troublesome.

  "Hmph, a mere Da Dou Shi dares to challenge me, the King of Fights? I'll give you a chance to kill yourself and leave your corpse intact!" The black-clothed man said with a furrowed brow as he gazed at the two halves of the corpse on the ground.

  Tang Yan finally understood the old man's words from earlier. He hadn't offended anyone too powerful, just the Tianying Sect and the City Lord of Fengdu City. Their strength was something Tang Yan was confident he could still barely handle, but the one in front of him was a Dou Wang, damn it! This was a Dou Wang who was twenty stars above him. If they were only one level apart, Tang Yan might have been able to exchange blows with him evenly. But now, now he didn't even have the chance to make a move. The reason he had been able to kill his opponent earlier was because the other side had let their guard down.

  "Old man, how is it now? I'm not even his opponent!" Tang Yan looked at the black-clothed man with a smile, step by step approaching him, as if he could pinch him to death with one finger at any time.

  "What else can we do? If that woman is handed over, everything will be fine!" The old man who had just woken up replied to Tang Yan.

  "This won't do, I've taken someone's money, and besides, she's a top-grade beauty. If I hand her over, who knows how many men will strip her naked? I couldn't bear to do that!" Tang Yan said.

  It's not that he can't do it, but the moon is long and has a whirlpool of water that makes any man willing to pay for her. Of course, Tang Yan isn't that great, but he really wants to marry two wives. When he fell into this different realm, he immediately asked his fellow disciples in the sect about it, as long as you have power and money in this realm, marrying multiple wives won't be against the law. Although he is an intellectual, his mind is filled with the idea of having a wife like Qiren.

  "Then just wait for death, I can't help you!" The old man did not expect Tang Yan to be so fond of showing off.

  "Mother's, last time a fifth-stage magic beast couldn't even get past your one move, can't you use it again? If I die, you won't have any benefits either, right? Why don't we do this, from now on I'll listen to you no matter what, as long as you help me this once!" Tang Yan had never begged him before, but this time he really was begging the old man.

  "Damn it, how did I end up with this back? Alright, I'll help you out this one time. You'd better remember your promise!" said the old man who had just woken up.

  "Alright, alright, my future happiness still depends on you, think about it, if I have a few kids in the future, I'll let them all call you grandpa, think about it, a few kids surrounding you every day calling you grandpa, think about how happy that would be!" Tang Yan said to deceive the old man.

  "Alright, leave it to me!"

  The old man finished speaking, and Tang Yan felt his body begin to lose control again. His physical strength couldn't rise, and he heard himself say to the black-clothed man: "Isn't it just a Dou Wang? In my hands, you're not even as good as an ant! Do you believe me or not? Anyway, I do!"

  When he heard his words, Tang Yan really wanted to scold him, but he couldn't scold him, and saw that his body moved slightly, and the black-clothed man who was walking towards him was knocked into the air. It was just a dull sound, and a hole burst open on the ground, as for how the old man made his move, Tang Yan couldn't see it.

  "Bang!" Another loud noise echoed through the air.

  "Impossible, ah!" Tang Yan was just a great Dou Shi, but now he was being beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back. Every time he tried to move his hands, he was immediately beaten back.

  Aura? Ha ha, his aura was indeed very powerful. With Tang Yan's great fighting master strength, it couldn't be broken through at all. But now? Now under Tang Yan's power, one strike and it shattered. The layer of aura on his body was like a thin sheet of paper, easily torn apart, unable to play a protective role. As for the Fighting King, under Tang Yan's power, it really was just as he said earlier, like crushing an ant to death. It made the eight black-clothed men look on in shock and terror, not daring to think about it anymore!

  Tang Yan suddenly appeared in mid-air, facing the black-clad man who was flying in mid-air, and punched him again on his back, a series of punches. In addition to the "bang bang" sound, there were also the "crack crack" sounds of broken bones, turning into a meteor that crashed onto the ground above the pit, after the dust settled, everyone saw Tang Yan's foot heavily trampling on his head. Deeply trampled into the mud, and finally slowly pulled out the back of the snowflake, held high, and chopped down with one knife, just like that, the head of a Dou Wang left his body.