"Everyone is just hunting for treasure. You must be too harsh!" came a voice, which seemed to be near Liang Yan, but if you listened carefully, it seemed to be far away.
"Your Excellency is a disciple of the Yungang Sect, right? Aren't you afraid of our revenge if you ruthlessly kill the people in Miao Miao Valley?" Another voice came, but it was far and near, as if it was constantly changing its position.
Liang Yan stood there with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly:
"Isn't it that you set up a killing array here to use the Tibetan Flowers to ambush the monks who came here? I thought you would have some skills, but I didn't expect that you turned out to be a bunch of losers, and I killed one of them with just one sword strike!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice inside shouted angrily: "Hmph! That was you relying on the swiftness of the flying sword to sneak attack and plot, and caught the third brother by surprise. Otherwise, with his magical power, how could he be defeated by you?
Killed so easily!"
"Fourth, no! He is deliberately irritating you!"
"What?" The voice before seemed to have not reacted. The next moment, Liang Yan saw a smile on his lips, pinched the sword in his hand, and the light-fixing sword appeared above the moonlight around him, and then disappeared in almost an instant.
In situ.
Puff! There was a sound, and when the fixed light sword appeared again, it was already ten miles away. A white rainbow flashed and blood spattered.
I saw a severed arm flying into the sky, and then a short and fat figure jumped out from the grass. This person had a pale face and sloppy steps. As soon as he appeared, he staggered back more than ten steps.
His right arm was cut off at shoulder level, leaving a wound as big as a bowl, with blood trickling out. Above the wound, you could vaguely see the moon marks and starlight, which were eroding away from his body.
"What a fast sword!"
"Fourth, hold on!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, and then two people jumped out from the ground on the left and right sides at the same time. One of them quickly made a hand seal, and a green light emerged, covering the short and fat monk's severed arm wound in an instant.
As the green light continued to surge, the blood on the wound gradually stopped, and the remaining starlight and moon marks were forced out of the body by the green light. By this time, the short and fat monk's lips had turned white and he was sweating coldly.
, although the injury has stopped, there is still a clear fear in his eyes.
"I really didn't expect that after the galaxy sand was incorporated into this light-fixing sword, not only would its power increase to a higher level, but its speed would also become a bit faster." Liang Yan had already withdrawn the flying sword, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.
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"Who are you? As far as I know, there seems to be no swordsman like you among the five disciples of Yun Gang!" The older monk among the three people opposite asked, holding up his hands.
"Haha, I am not the fifth son of Yungang, but I am a real disciple of Yungang Sect. As for my name, the dead don't need to know it." Liang Yan said with a chuckle.
The elder monk's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you really want to make a fuss to the death? I am Yan Nanfei, who is ranked 19th in Piaomiao Valley. These two are Lu Yao, who is ranked 25th, and Lu Yao, who is ranked 25th.
I am sixteen, Cheng Yuan. Especially my second brother, Lu Yao, is the legitimate son of the Lu family, a famous cultivating family in the Yan Kingdom. If you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Liang Yan waved his hand and interrupted impatiently: "No need to say more! From the moment you set up a trap here to ambush us, you should have expected the current situation!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to seal the secret, and saw the flying sword in front of him swaying for a while, turning one into three, turning into three identical light-fixing swords.
"Sword light differentiation!"
Yan Nanfei's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, if you don't work hard, you will have no chance! Use the Flying Dragon Chain Formation!"
"Yes!" Lu Yao and the other two responded in unison.
I saw three people forming a strange formation, with Cheng Yuan, who had lost his hand, standing at the front, Lu Yao standing at the back, and Yan Nanfei flying in the sky between the two of them.
"Flying dragon chain formation? I've never heard of it." Liang Yan frowned slightly and raised his hand to point at the three of them. The three light-fixing swords disappeared at the same time, and the next moment they appeared in front of the three of them, slashing at each of them.
"Earth Dragon Transformation!" Yan Nanfei shouted loudly, and at the same time he turned over his hand and took out a seven-foot-long blue stick.
The two people below moved in response, and among their staggered figures, Yan Nanfei was pushed to the front, as if he was going to fight the three swords with his own strength!
Three flying swords arrived one after another, and Yan Nanfei raised his stick to greet them. At the same time, a ray of earthy yellow light shot from behind him, directly wrapping Yan Nanfei in it.
Zhengzhengzheng!
The flying sword seemed to have struck an indestructible shield, leaving no trace on his long stick.
Liang Yan looked up and saw that Yan Nanfei and the other three were bathed in a faint earthy yellow light. Especially Yan Nanfei, who looked like a thick-earth war god. Even the long stick was covered with a layer of yellow light.
Covered, it looks majestic.
"Huh?" Liang Yan looked surprised and thought to himself: "This flying dragon chain formation really has some skills."
However, although he was surprised, he did not stop using the sword skills in his hands. The three fixed light swords flew up and down, still slashing at the three people from different angles with different moves.
It's just that the spiritual weapons and bodies of these three people are covered by that layer of khaki spiritual light, but they can't be cut at all in a short period of time!
The more Liang Yan fought, the more surprised he became. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and saw that one of the fixed light swords suddenly disappeared, leaving only two swords still fighting with the three of them.
"Be careful! He can hide the whereabouts of the flying sword!" Cheng Yuan shouted.
"Use the bamboo dragon to transform!" Yan Nanfei shouted fiercely.
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light emitted from Lu Yao's body and instantly covered the three people in the formation, replacing the khaki aura around them with green light.
At the same time, the disappearing light-fixing sword had already arrived in front of Cheng Yuan, only two feet away from his neck.
He saw that the fixed light sword was about to cut off his head, but something strange happened at the next moment. Countless green threads sprouted from the green light around Cheng Yuan, and they wrapped around the flying sword one by one.
Although the edge of the Dingguang Sword was sharp, these green threads kept coming in an endless stream. Hundreds of them were cut off, and hundreds more sprouted. They continued one after another, and finally consumed most of the Dingguang Sword's attack. Cheng Yuan got an opening and just turned around slightly.
, and escaped this fatal sword!
Yan Nanfei and others used the ingenuity of the formation to neutralize Liang Yan's fierce attacks twice in a row. At this moment, their confidence increased greatly when they suddenly heard Yan Nanfei roar:
"Yunlong Transformation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the green light on the three people gradually faded, and at the same time a dazzling white light illuminated the surroundings.
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, and the next moment he saw three people flying into the air at the same time, surrounded by white light, like immortals in the clouds, and suddenly pointed at him at the same time.
Rumble!
Three thick white lights turned into dragons in the clouds, rushing towards him and roaring.
