The ten sect leaders gathered together and suddenly became more courageous. They were no longer as frightened as before when facing Liang Yan.
Among them, Han Baiquan shouted sternly: "Liang Yan! You allowed your disciples to kill Shangguan Hong of Feiyue Villa, and you also attacked Cui Yong, the head of Biguang Cave. Now you are the target of public criticism. Let's see where you go!"
Although he uttered harsh words, he himself did not come forward, but hid in the crowd.
In contrast, Zuo Wu, as the leader of the Huan Yu Sword Sect and the head of the group, found it difficult to back down.
He walked to the front of the crowd with his head held high, and shouted loudly: "Liang Yan, if you know who you are, hand over the two disciples Bai Qingruo, Leng Kuangsheng and the swordsmanship secret book of Wushuang Sword Sect to make up for your crime. We can still let you live."
, otherwise you won’t be able to leave the Yunmeng Mountains!”
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "So I want Liang's technique. Anyway, since everyone sincerely wants to learn it, I will show it to you. As for how much you can learn, it depends on your own luck..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Wu and others looked horrified.
"Liang Yan! You... don't act recklessly. Once you take action, you will not stop fighting!"
"That's right, there is no turning back when you shoot a bow. Liang Yan, you have to think clearly!"
…
Everyone was speaking harshly, but perhaps only they themselves knew how panicked they were.
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from mid-air:
"It's embarrassing! You are all the masters of the same sect, why are you being bullied by an outsider?"
Hearing this voice, Zuo Wu's face changed slightly and he looked up somewhere high in the sky.
I saw the void tearing apart there, and a middle-aged man wearing a red robe descended from the sky.
This person was born with a Chinese character face, eight inverted eyebrows, a fierce appearance, and a majestic aura.
"Jibo Mountain?"
Everyone is familiar with him and knows that this man in red robe is the owner of Feiyue Villa, a master who has survived two disasters and six disasters!
Speaking of Yunmeng Mountain within a million miles, there are only four monks who survived the second disaster, and Ji Boshan is one of them!
Seeing this person appear, Zuo Wu, Han Baiquan, Xiao Yuanshan and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before that, although they were sure that Liang Yan could not defeat the encirclement and suppression of ten people by himself, after all, Cui Yong's death was so strange that no one dared to joke with his own life.
In other words, they all felt that with the combined strength of ten people, Liang Yan could definitely be killed, but whoever rushed to the front might be killed by Liang Yan.
Therefore, no one dares to take the lead...
Now the appearance of Jibo Mountain has dispelled most people's worries.
You must know that the owner of Feiyue Villa is known as an invincible being at the same level. His skills in "Red Moon Sword Technique" and "Blood Sea Heart Sutra" are known to everyone in the Yunmeng Mountains.
With him restraining Liang Yan from the front and the others attacking from the side, casualties can be avoided and everyone can fight freely.
"Brother Ji, you came just in time!"
Zuo Wu showed an angry look and pointed at Liang Yan in the distance: "This is the man who allowed his disciples to commit crimes and killed Shangguan's nephew! This poor generation of geniuses has fallen. I feel deeply unfair and ask Brother Ji to take action and fight with
Let’s capture this thief together!”
After Ji Boshan heard this, his face was as gloomy as water.
"I was in seclusion in the sect, but I saw that my disciple's soul card was broken. I originally rushed here with a ten thousandth hope, but I didn't expect that someone would really dare to kill my disciple!"
While speaking, he swept the entire audience with his sinister eyes, and finally landed on Liang Yan.
"You are the leader of the Wushuang Sword Sect, right?" Ji Boshan said coldly.
"Not bad." Liang Yan's face was calm.
"Your disciple killed my most proud disciple, but do you have anything to explain?"
"Explain?" Liang Yan laughed and said, "Your disciples have deceived me into coming to my mountain gate. Do you still need me to give an explanation?"
"good!"
Ji Boshan laughed angrily, his eyes as cold as a knife, scanning Li Xiran, Leng Kuangsheng and others one by one.
"Since this is Sect Leader Liang's answer, then I will kill all these brats in front of you. This can be regarded as revenge for my disciple!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched the technique with one hand, and a red light shot out from behind, rushing into the sky and rolling around.
In just a moment, the red light turned into a sea of blood!
Immediately afterwards, a full moon rose from the sea of blood, and the moonlight bloomed, like a magic knife dancing wildly, exuding a heart-stopping and terrifying aura!
"This...this is the 'Blood Sea God Demon Sword'!"
There was a sound of exclamation from the crowd.
It is said that this is the most powerful killing move in the "Red Moon Sword Technique", and its power is far greater than the "Crimson Moon Burning Sky". Ji Boshan has not used it for hundreds of years, but he did not expect that he would use such a powerful move when it appeared this time!
"It seems that Brother Ji is really angry. He wants Liang Yan to experience the feeling of watching his disciples die one by one but being unable to do anything about it." Han Baiquan laughed softly.
Zuo Wu also smiled and nodded: "Since Brother Ji is taking the lead, let's take action together. Let's see what the methods of this man named Liang actually dare to say!"
"Exactly!"
Everyone laughed and then cast their spells.
The ten Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation all have extremely deep magical powers. As soon as they thought of this, various magical powers and spells appeared in the air!
"Those who don't know the heights of heaven and earth shall die!"
Following Zuo Wu's low shout, the sword light flashed like a waterfall and went straight towards Liang Yan.
The rest of the people also responded one after another. In an instant, sky fire, crazy thunder, mysterious light, golden light... all kinds of mysterious phenomena came one after another, and the sky was colorful, blooming with brilliant rays of light!
"Wushuang Sword Sect, it's over..."
When Shen Qianhe saw this scene from a distance, he couldn't help but sigh, his eyes filled with disappointment.
In order not to get burned, he and Ouyang Mengqi had already hid far away.
Although they deliberately want to protect the Wushuang Sword Sect, how can they defeat the top ten masters with just two people?
Not to mention, there is a master like Ji Boshan, even if the two of them work together...
"This Sect Master Liang doesn't know how to keep a low profile. He's quite capable, but it's a pity that he's too sharp and is hated by others..." Shen Qianhe shook his head and sighed.
Ouyang Mengqi also had a sad face and looked very depressed: "Alas! The rise of the Huan Yu Sword Sect is unstoppable. From now on, in Yunmeng Mountain, they may be able to cover the sky with one hand."
Just when the two of them were disheartened, subtle changes occurred around them...
"Huh?"
Shen Qianhe seemed to have noticed something. He took a closer look and his face changed slightly: "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, what do you see that green light in the air?"
"Green light?" Ouyang Mengqi was stunned for a moment, and then he also discovered something unusual.
I saw dense green lights appearing on Tianji Peak, like mayflies...
These blue lights are as thin as hair, misty and unpredictable, flying in the air and everywhere!
Shen Qianhe stretched out his right hand curiously and grabbed it in the air.
"hiss!"
I heard him take a deep breath and retract his right hand as fast as lightning. Then he looked down and found a bloody wound on his finger!
"This is not a firefly, this is... sword energy!"
Shen Qianhe's pupils shrank, and he immediately released his consciousness and looked around.
I saw every plant, every tree, every flower and every stone around, all dissipating rapidly, turning into endless sword energy.
Both of them were shocked!
"What's going on?" Ouyang Mengqi murmured.
Before they could react, they heard screams coming from the distance!
Shen Qianhe immediately turned his head and looked around, only to see a river of blood on the mountainside of Tianji Peak. Countless people were pierced by the sword energy, and their deaths were extremely miserable!
"How is that possible!"
Shen Qianhe's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
He and Ouyang Mengqi just exchanged a few words, but in the moment when they were distracted, most of the monks from various sects on Tianji Peak had been killed or injured!
Ji Lingyun, Ximen Shao, Bai Sheng...these famous second-generation disciples were all pierced by sword energy. Their bodies were floating in the river of blood, their eyes were wide open, and they didn't know what happened until they died.
As for Zuo Wu, Han Baiquan and other eleven masters of the Tribulation Realm, their faces were also horrified at this time, because Liang Yan only used one move to break all their magical powers...
All things are born!
In the mountains and fields, there are endless green threads, and the sword energy is like the sea, endless!
The "Blood Sea Divine Demonic Sword", known as the most powerful killing move in Feiyue Villa, was enveloped by "All Creatures" and could not even hold on for a breath.
The sea of blood dissipated, the full moon shattered, and the seemingly arrogant sword light was like paper, chopped into fly ash by the green silk sword energy.
Even Ji Boshan couldn't stop him, let alone Zuo Wu, Han Baiquan and others.
These masters of the Transformation Tribulation Realm not only had their spells broken, but they were also injured by the sword energy and turned into bloody men. Their screams were endless!
Such a terrifying scene has never been seen by Shen Qianhe in his more than a thousand years of cultivation!
Both of them stood there blankly, not knowing what to say or what to feel for a moment...
Tianji Peak, halfway up the mountain.
Liang Yan's long hair was flying and he stood proudly in the air.
Not far away, the eleven Transformation Tribulation Realm powerhouses looked horrified, their eyes full of disbelief.
"This... what kind of sword move is this?" Zuo Wu muttered to himself.
He had never seen such a weird move in his life. The other party just waved his hand, and all the rocks, vegetation and trees turned into sword energy!
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became a Shura field, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere...
"No! It's impossible, this must be an illusion!"
Han Baiquan's face was crazy, he pinched the magic with both hands urgently, golden light surged around his body, and his whole body turned into a golden cloud, and rushed straight to where Liang Yan was.
However, before he could get close, he was pierced by the sword energy halfway.
"ah!"
A shrill scream was heard, and the master of the Jinyang Pavilion, known as "the most powerful physical practitioner in Yunmeng Mountain", was riddled with holes all over his body, like a broken sieve.
Liang Yan glanced at him, expressionless, and flicked his sleeves.
Han Baiquan's body immediately fell into pieces, and even his soul and true spirit disappeared, completely turning into ashes...
"How is that possible! This person is obviously in the same state of overcoming the second disaster as I am, so why does he have such a powerful sword energy!"
Ji Boshan saw this scene from a distance, his face was horrified, and his liver and gallbladder were split!
He only thought about it for a moment, then turned around and ran away without hesitation.
But how could he escape from Liang Yan's grasp? The escape light had just turned on, and he was instantly pierced by the sword energy.
"ah!"
Ji Boshan screamed and fell from the air.
His expression changed again and again, and he suddenly pulled out a blood-colored pagoda from his sleeves. At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue onto the tower.
But it is the inherited secret treasure of Feiyue Villa: the Blood Hell Pagoda!
This treasure is blessed by the essence and blood of past masters. It can release powerful blood magic skills in a short period of time and devour the enemy's magical powers.
However, this treasure can only be used once every ten years, and every time it is used, it will suffer extremely serious backlash, so the previous heads of Feiyue Villa will not use it unless absolutely necessary.
At this moment, Ji Boshan also made a desperate move, hoping to rely on this inherited secret treasure to make a comeback.
I saw the "Blood Hell Pagoda" rushing into the sky and instantly turning into a thousand-foot-tall pagoda. The surrounding area was densely covered with blood, forming a scarlet vortex.
"There is no way out in the sea of blood, and the divine prison will destroy the law!"
Ji Boshan roared loudly, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and used his magic power to the extreme.
I saw the scarlet vortex rapidly expanding, suddenly covering a hundred miles in radius, dyeing the sky red, and soon enveloped Liang Yan.
Ji Boshan pointed with his hand again, and the Blood Prison Pagoda fell from the sky and suppressed it hard where Liang Yan was.
The latter's aura disappeared at this moment...
In the distance, Zuo Wu and others who were already desperate saw this scene, and their faces lit up with joy.
"That is the inherited secret treasure of Feiyue Villa!"
"Great! Now we are saved!"
"It is said that once the Blood Hell Pagoda drinks human blood, even the monks under the sub-sage will be unable to resist it! That Liang Yan is enveloped by the Blood Dao Demonic Art. Even if his sword energy is invincible, he cannot stop the backlash of his own blood!"
"Haha, if God wants to kill him, he must first make him crazy! If this kid hadn't gone too far to bully others, Brother Ji wouldn't have sacrificed this magic weapon."
Among the crowd, Xiao Yuanshan chuckled, the fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and turned to a sinister look: "Everyone! Sword cultivators are good at attacking but not good at defending. This person has been trapped by the Blood Hell Pagoda, why don't we
Take this opportunity to add insult to injury?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the few people who were just thinking about escaping immediately agreed: "That's right! We have more than a dozen monks in the Transformation Tribulation Realm and beat him. If he still beats him away, wouldn't it be ridiculous if the news spread?"
"Do it!" Zuo Wu shouted.
Everyone understood this, and in order to wash away the shame just now, they cast spells to prepare to suppress Liang Yan in the Blood Hell Pagoda.
But at this moment, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly came from mid-air.
Boom!
The Blood Hell Pagoda, known as the most powerful secret treasure in Yunmeng Mountain, unexpectedly exploded in mid-air. Countless debris flew everywhere, and a fishy smell hit your face!
Everyone who was just about to take action all stood there...
I saw the blood sea rolling in the distance, the mana's aftermath surging endlessly, and the space twisted and broken, so much so that my consciousness couldn't see clearly what was happening in the blood sea...
After a while, Liang Yan's figure slowly walked out of the sea of blood.
He was completely unscathed and his face remained calm. He was holding a man in a red robe in his right hand, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood...
It is Ji Boshan, the owner of Feiyue Villa!
Just a few breaths ago, this person threatened to kill all the disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect.
But in just this moment, he was already as angry as a thread, lost all his magic power, and turned into a complete useless person...