Hao Dawei's face was shining with excitement at this moment. He couldn't wait to kill Cang Yueming and went straight to Liang Yan.
In his opinion, if five monks at the Golden Core Realm join forces, even if Cang Yueming has the means to reach the sky, he will not be able to escape death in the end.
He must personally defeat this monk who humiliated him, and then take him back and torture him slowly.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his two little eyes were shining with excitement.
"Boy, you just had a great time talking, didn't you?"
At this time, Hao Dawei was like a bloodthirsty beast, staring at Liang Yan across from him, and at the same time smiled sinisterly: "When I skin you later, I wonder if you are still so eloquent?"
Facing this person's threatening words, Liang Yan's face was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes at all. From the beginning to the end, it was as if he didn't exist.
This made Hao Dawei even more angry. In his original expectation, it was not surprising that the man in gray robe was angry, timid, or sarcastic, but the other party's reaction was that he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Boy, I want you to die!"
Hao Dawei roared angrily, and the strength all over his body suddenly exploded. He was an outstanding disciple of a family of physical practitioners, and his body skills were naturally as fast as lightning. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of Liang Yan, and struck him with an iron fist as big as a sandbag.
Come!
Liang Yan's eyes moved, and the next moment, he also punched forward.
boom!
There was an explosion, and the two fists met, and they actually retreated more than ten feet at the same time.
"What? You are also a physical practitioner?" Hao Dawei looked strange and stared at Liang Yan, looking up and down.
"I'm ashamed. I've dabbled a little, but I'm not very good at it." Liang Yan laughed.
The force of his punch just now was just right, and it was exactly the same as Hao Dawei's, which made the two sides appear to be fighting a draw.
In fact, with Liang Yan's magical power after comprehending "Three Thousand Sins", coupled with the Hunyuan Immortal Golden Elixir in his body, if this punch had been used with all his strength, Hao Dawei would have been blasted to the point where not even the scum would be left.
Already.
However, Liang Yan doesn't want to expose his magical power too early. What he wants to know most now is, what kind of strength can Cang Yueming have?
Cang Yueming suppressed Hao Dawei with one move just now. The sword intent was extraordinary. Although it was just a glimpse, Liang Yan also saw a lot of secrets from it.
Cang Yueming's swordsmanship was completely different from his own, and even he was amazed by the many subtle changes in it.
He really couldn't believe that this man was really a rogue cultivator, or that his swordsmanship had some origin?
In order to feel Cang Yueming's sword moves at close range, Liang Yan instigated Ji Lai to go on stage to help. Ji Lai thought that he wanted to find a strong teammate to participate in the selection assessment, but he didn't know that Liang Yan was interested in Cang Yueming.
People became interested.
Hao Dawei's powerful and heavy punch was blocked by Liang Yan, not lightly but not too hard. Looking at the opponent's appearance, he seemed to be distracted and not paying attention to himself, and he immediately became angry and angry.
"You kid, don't think you can escape this disaster just by taking one punch from me! I'm going to show you my true strength right now!"
As soon as Hao Dawei finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his chest. He saw a flash of yellow light all over his body, and thick earth-yellow scales actually appeared, covering every inch of his skin.
.
"Hey, my 'Houtu Divine Weapon Armor' was personally refined by the clan leader for me. As a mid-stage Jindan cultivator like you, even if you fight for three days and three nights, you still can't break my armor.
"
Hao Dawei said and laughed strangely, and like an arrow from the string, he rushed towards Liang Yan again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After punching three times in a row, Liang Yan clearly felt that the opponent's strength had become much stronger, which must have been the benefit brought to him by the "Houtu Divine Weapon Armor".
Although he was a little curious in his heart, he remained calm on the outside and only used the simplest moves to fight Hao Dawei.
The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in mid-air. The more they fought, the more puzzled Hao Dawei became, and he secretly thought in his heart:
"His grandma's bear! I used the 'Houtu Divine Weapon Armor' to increase my strength by 30%. Why can't I defeat this kid in one fell swoop?"
By now, he had finally realized that this seemingly frail monk was definitely not bad at physical cultivation.
And this person gave him an extremely weird feeling, as if he would become stronger when he was strong. If he increased his strength by one point, then this person would also become stronger by one point. It seemed that even if he fought until the end of time, he would always be just a person.
tie
Little did he know that Liang Yan's attention was not on him at all at this time.
Liang Yan seemed to be fighting "seriously", but in fact he was just making random moves to deal with Hao Dawei's attack, and his consciousness had already drifted to Cang Yueming.
In mid-air, Cang Yueming fought alone against Tong Gu, Tong Lin, Tong Hao, Hao Lianyun, and Hao Tiande, five late-stage Golden Core monks. Although the situation was full of dangers, there was no sign of defeat for the moment.
His black flying sword sometimes strolled in the air, sometimes as fast as the wind, and sometimes he wrote and drew. It didn't look like dancing with a sword at all, but like a literati using his pen as his sword and the sky as his...
Paper, splashing ink on the battlefield to compose poems, looks quite freehand and freehand.
"What a unique swordsmanship and sword intent!"
The more Liang Yan looked at it, the more he appreciated it, and he had the urge to marvel at some of the subtle changes.
Ever since he practiced the "Tao Sword Sutra" and "The No-Phase Sword Sutra", some sword cultivators in the same realm have long been unable to enter the Dharma Eyes. However, when he saw Cang Yueming's sword moves, he felt a sense of sympathy for no reason.
Come.
"What a Mo Xuan sword!"
Even Tong Gu, who was fighting, couldn't help but praise him, with a look of fear in his eyes.
He turned his eyes slightly, looked around, and found that Liang Yan was actually an individual cultivator. He was having a fierce fight with Hao Dawei at the moment, and it was difficult to tell the winner at the moment.
Let’s look at the scholar who was born. He was currently fighting against his fourth sister, Tong Jiao. Although this person only defended and did not attack, and seemed to be at a disadvantage in the battle, he could catch Tong Jiao’s magical powers every time. It seemed that
It doesn't look like he will be defeated in a short time.
Tong Gu was slightly surprised. Knowing that these two people were only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, they were able to withstand the attacks of Tong Jiao and Hao Dawei. This really surprised him.
However, the man's eyes rolled slightly, and the next moment he smiled again, and suddenly shouted:
"Cang Yueming! You have run out of energy today. You can't escape the joint encirclement and suppression by the five of us no matter what. Why do you need to struggle to the death? If you continue like this, not only will you die, but you will also implicate two innocent people.
, do you deserve the title of 'South China Sea Swordsman'?"
When Cang Yueming heard what he said, her face could not help but darken, her mood also fluctuated slightly, and there were immediately more flaws in her swordsmanship.
"Hey, you also know that you can't leave alive today, so why bother to resist?"
When Tong Gu said this, his face suddenly straightened up and he shouted loudly: "Cang Yueming, I, Tong, respect you as a person. As long as you don't resist now and surrender, I will swear on the honor of the Tong family that I will never harm this person."
My two fellow Taoists, I will definitely let them go safely afterwards!"
When Cang Yueming heard what he said, there was a trace of struggle and hesitation on his face, and there were more flaws in his swordsmanship.
When Tong Gu saw that what he said was effective, he couldn't help but feel happy, and continued to seduce:
"Cang Yueming, Cang Yueming, as a member of the lineage of chivalrous scholars, you have to shoulder the responsibility for the things you do yourself, so why bother dragging others into trouble? What's more, these two boys are only at the middle stage of Jindan. Even if
Even if we fight to the end for you, it is impossible to defeat us, and the outcome will only be worse. Can you just bear to watch them die miserably here?"
After saying these words, Cang Yueming's Mo Xuan Sword was obviously shaken, and his sword movements became extremely hesitant, and he no longer had the lofty sentiments of splashing ink just now.
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this. He didn't expect that Cang Yueming, with his temperament, would be swayed by other people's words. He was about to speak, but unexpectedly someone was faster than him.
I heard a deep voice coming from mid-air and laughed: "Two fists are no match for four hands. The three of them can't beat the seven of you, but what if we are added to the mix?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two rays of light pierced the sky, like meteors chasing the moon, and arrived in front of everyone in just an instant.
When the light dissipated and the figures inside were revealed, they were two middle-aged men.
One of them was unshaven, with disheveled hair, and was wearing a shabby linen gown. His waist was casually tied up with a hemp rope, and there were seven or eight wine gourds hanging from it, making him look like a
Like a drunken drunkard.
The other person is of medium height, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance. He is wearing a set of yellow straight-breasted robes, with a brocade robe with moon-white auspicious cloud patterns tied around his waist. He looks elegant and luxurious without looking too excessive.
Exaggerated, if I had to find one word to describe this person's dress, it would be "appropriate".
After these two people appeared, everyone in the Tong family was shocked, especially Tong Gu, who showed an angry look and shouted coldly in mid-air: "It's you two nosy people again!
"
"Haha, this is called enemies on a narrow road!"
The middle-aged man in brocade robes first laughed, then turned to Cang Yueming, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Cang, we are late!"
"not late!"
Cang Yueming just happened to defuse Hao Lianyun's sneak attack with one sword. At this time, he laughed and said: "As a brother, I have met two more good brothers. I will introduce them to you later!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in brocade robes shot a ray of light in his eyes, glanced at Liang Yan and Ji Lai, and then smiled slightly and said: "Okay!"
"We'll talk about the gossip later. Let's help Brother Cang out of the siege first!"
After the drunkard monk dropped these words, he rushed into the battle group without looking back. With one hand he turned his palm into a knife and slashed in the air. Immediately, a crescent-like sharp blade burst out from his palm and went straight to the Hao family.
One of his sons, Hao Lianyun, was beheaded.
Hao Lianyun just made a sneak attack on Cang Yueming but failed, and was forced back dozens of feet by the opponent's sword. Just as he was thinking about how to use another method, he heard the sound of wind behind him, and an extremely domineering force rushed toward his back.
!
He was startled, and he twisted his body in mid-air, stopped his forward movement, and moved dozens of feet to the right.
brush!
Hao Lianyun felt a sharp blade-like breath passing through the back of his head, actually cutting off a few strands of his hair.
He calmed down in mid-air, and immediately turned around to look, only to see a monk who looked like an alcoholic, stepping into the void, leaping a hundred feet, and heading straight towards him.
"What a rotten drunkard! How dare you sneak up on me!"
Hao Lianyun was so angry that he no longer cared about the bright moon. He used all his strength and punched the drunken monk.
At the same time, the monk in brocade robes who came with the drunkard monk suddenly raised his hand and patted it lightly after looking around, and saw a yellow dragon flying out from his fingertips, getting bigger and bigger in mid-air, and finally
Head straight to Tonggu!
"Huh?"
Tong Gu's expression changed. Although he didn't recognize this brocade-robed monk, the power contained in that yellow dragon made even him somewhat fearful.
At this time, Tong Gu didn't have time to think too much. With a squeeze of the magic formula in his hand, he immediately took back the blood-colored long knife that besieged Cang Yueming. At the same time, he pointed back and ordered the long knife to slash towards the person facing him.
Here comes Huanglong.
hold head high!
But when a dragon roar was heard, Xue Dao and Huang Long fought hard, and a dazzling halo erupted in mid-air. When the halo dissipated, the Xue Dao flew back upside down, and Huang Long also turned around and retreated.
The two sides actually fought evenly.
Tong Gu's face was solemn, and he didn't care about the bright moon at this time, and instead locked his energy firmly on the body of the brocade-robed monk.
In just a few moments, Tong Gu, the strongest of the Tong family, and Hao Lianyun, the strongest of the Hao family, had been lured away. Only three of the five golden elixir cultivators who originally besieged Cang Yueming were left.
people.
Cang Yueming's confidence greatly increased, and she swept away the decline. At this time, one against three, Mo Xuan's sword shined again, and actually defeated three monks of the same level!
At this moment, Liang Yan, who was "seriously" fighting with Hao Dawei, also had a look of surprise on his face.
He didn't expect that this matter would actually change. The two Jindan monks who appeared halfway should be Cang Yueming's friends, and they seemed to have quite strong magical powers.
"What is the origin of these two people?"
Liang Yan had just arrived and didn't know many monks at all. This question arose in his mind and he looked at Ji on the side.
Ji Lai was currently fighting with Tong Jiao, who was sent by the Tong family. The magic weapon of this female cultivator was a colorful flower basket with seven colors of divine light condensed on it. Every time Tong Jiaoyu pointed at it, there would be a ray of light.
The divine light bursts out from the flower basket, rushing towards the enemy in the distance.
These divine lights are strange and unpredictable, and combined with the magical powers of Tongjiao Jindan in the later stage, they are even more powerful.
Originally, according to her idea, she only needed to release her flower basket divine light for a few rounds, and this young scholar in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir would be immediately penetrated through the meridians and turned into a dead corpse in the mud.
However, what surprised her was that this seemingly frail scholar actually had a strange and strange jade Ruyi, which was filled with precious light, and it actually blocked all her magical powers.
Thanks to: Qingfeng Tutulai, the heavenly mouse who loves reading, for the reward!
