Liang Yan's ears twitched slightly. Although the blow behind him was surprisingly fast, he was also a person with keen senses. At this moment, his mind suddenly turned sharply, and he immediately kicked off his steps and flew into the air.
The "person" behind him knocked the ball away with one blow, but without any hesitation, he immediately raised his foot and kicked upwards.
Liang Yan was in mid-air, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly rose, and the fixed light sword slashed downwards like a ghost. He looked down, but saw that the "person" in the darkness did not dodge, and still kicked his flying sword with his feet.
.
"Is this man crazy?"
Just as this thought flashed through Liang Yan's mind, the "man"'s right leg had already kicked onto the flying sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
Ping!
The fixed lightsaber flew back, but the "man's" right leg was still intact on his body.
Liang Yan was horrified. You must know that his Dingguang Sword was tempered by the sand of the galaxy and cultivated by the "Yin Yang Sword Pill". It has long been different from what it used to be. Let alone an ordinary monk, it is an ordinary defensive weapon.
It can't block a blow from this sword.
Who is this person below? He can actually resist his flying sword with his body!
"wrong!"
While Liang Yan was surprised, another strange thought occurred to him: "That voice just now was wrong!"
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately raised his hand and cast a spell, illuminating the area several feet around him extremely brightly. At this time, he looked carefully and found that the person standing below was a bald monk with his upper body naked.
This man's whole body was shining with gold, and he was clearly not a living person, but a puppet made of special materials.
Liang Yan had just seen the puppet's appearance clearly, and he still had a few questions in his mind, but the golden bald monk didn't give him time to think at all. He just kicked his foot and kicked towards Liang Yan again.
This puppet jumped several feet high. Although Liang Yan had the ability to escape, he was unable to distance himself from it in this small secret room.
In desperation, he had no choice but to move his flying sword and fight the puppet again.
This time he still failed to cut the golden man, and the fixed light sword returned in vain. Liang Yan was about to press the spell again, but he heard the sound of wind behind him. He was shocked and immediately plunged the sword downwards. This was embarrassing.
He dodged this sneak attack.
When Liang Yan looked back, he saw that there were two golden monk puppets behind him. These two golden puppets were each punching him at the position where he was flying in the air.
Bang bang bang!
Before he landed on the ground, several muffled sounds were heard from the left and right directions, and then two identical golden puppets flashed out of the darkness and attacked him from a flank.
These two puppets were too fast, and they seemed to have accurately calculated Liang Yan's landing point. Almost as soon as he dodged the two puppets in the sky, they were already here, and two powerful and heavy fists hit Liang Yan hard.
On top of Liang Yan's golden light mask.
Liang Yan's "Empty Phase of All Dharmas" can only be regarded as a beginner. Although it has a restraining effect on all kinds of evil and dirty techniques such as demonic energy and ghost magic, it is just an ordinary body-protecting spiritual shield against pure power attacks.
That's all.
The power of the two puppets' blows was really incredible. Although the golden shield around Liang Yan was not broken, it was still shaken to the point where his chest felt a little tight.
"What is this bald donkey puppet made of? Not only is it so powerful, but it can't even be cut by a flying sword."
Liang Yan took the blow from the two puppets, hurriedly raised his escape light, and retreated towards the rear. However, he had just retreated more than ten feet when he was surrounded by three other puppets.
The five puppets attacked together, surrounding Liang Yan in the middle, and suddenly they fought with each other for twenty or thirty moves.
The more Liang Yan fought, the more frightened he became. Although there were no tricks in the attacks of these puppets, they were indestructible because of their entire bodies. They did not dodge or parry when they launched their attacks, and all their moves were made in a desperate manner.
Moreover, these five puppets cooperated with each other tacitly. Every time a puppet attacked, there was another puppet to fill in for it. In this not very spacious environment, Liang Yan was actually forced to struggle to cope.
Liang Yan fought a few more moves, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and secretly thought: "There are five more puppets here for no reason, and they are cooperating so skillfully. Could it be that someone is secretly controlling them?"
When he thought of this, he suddenly used up enough spiritual power to swing away the three golden figures with one sword. Then he raised his left hand, and immediately a beam of fire shot into the sky.
This trick is actually one of the Five Elements Techniques for monks to get started with, the "Fireball Technique." When he was not practicing Taoism, he saw Chen Lin, a monk at the first level of Qi Refining, use it. Later, when he entered cultivation, such basic Five Elements techniques
The magic is naturally at your fingertips.
It's just that he is now a monk in the foundation building stage, and his spiritual power in his body is extremely strong. This low-level "fireball technique" can be used casually, like a torch that has been strengthened hundreds of times, illuminating the entire underground temple.
Liang Yan took advantage of the firelight to look around, and then he discovered that there were actually five tall stone pillars surrounding the secret room. On each stone pillar, there was an old monk sitting cross-legged.
Although these five old monks were wearing different styles of robes, they all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes at the moment, chanting sutras non-stop.
It's just that the movements in their hands are different. Some are spinning a string of prayer beads quickly, some are beating a wooden fish, and some are playing with a chime.
When Liang Yan saw the appearance of these five people, his heart moved and he shouted loudly:
"But the five hosts of Wufo Mountain?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the five old monks around him remained motionless, still chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha's name, but the beads in their hands were spinning faster and the wooden fish were beating harder.
Liang Yan is not a stupid person. It is clear at the moment that these five monks must be working together to control these five puppets. Although he does not know why these people want to take action against him and Ah-Dai, but since they are enemies now, they will not
Don't hold anything back.
The sword technique in his hand changed, and the fixed light sword turned from one to three in mid-air, leaving only one sword at his side to defend against the enemy, while the other two flew through the air and slashed at two of the old monks.
Two rays of silver brilliance arrived in front of the two people almost instantly. However, just when the fixed light sword was about to strike down, a circle of golden brilliance suddenly appeared in front of the two old monks, and the fixed light sword was actually close at hand.
It was shot out.
"What!"
Liang Yan never expected that in this inconspicuous underground secret room, his invincible flying sword would be defeated twice!
He turned his eyes and discovered that there was a circle of pale golden brilliance around each of the five old monks, firmly protecting these people and the stone pillars beneath them, and the source of this pale golden brilliance seemed to be them.
The magic weapon in each hand.
"No wonder I didn't feel anyone nearby before. It seems that the magic weapon in their hands concealed their presence." Liang Yan thought to himself.
However, just as he was thinking about countermeasures, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind:
"The floor tiles ten feet southeast are cut with a sword."
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