Lu Litao didn't expect that Liang Yan would be beaten as soon as he said so. His mind was still a little dazed and he didn't understand what happened.
But he is also a Taoist who has mastered foundation building, and has rich experience in fighting. The next moment he raised his hand to cast a spell, and immediately two thick wooden doors appeared out of thin air, and a door was closed in front of him to reject visitors.
But how could Liang Yan's "punch" be blocked by just two Yimu doors? There was a loud explosion, and the two wooden doors shattered inch by inch. Lu Litao spurted blood from his mouth, and his whole body collapsed.
flew out.
Liang Yan considered the face of the two sects and restrained a lot of his strength. Otherwise, Lu Litao would have died long ago if he punched with all his strength.
The man with the sword and the woman in white came up with a thought at the same time: "The little thief is so strong!"
Liang Yan floated in mid-air, cupped his hands towards Lu Litao who was flying upside down, and said somewhat honestly: "Fellow Daoist Lu is quite capable of planting flowers and trees, but he is just a little weak. What I did just now was not serious, please."
Don’t be surprised!”
Lu Litao flew backwards for a while and made a magic spell in mid-air. He finally calmed down and almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard Liang Yan's words.
Just now, Liang Yan used some force in his attack, and Lu Litao did not damage his foundation. He didn't know what was going on, and mistook Liang Yan for a bodybuilder who focused on body training, and thought to himself:
"Although the little thief is very strong, my channel method mainly focuses on forbidden arts, so I don't need to fight him head-on. Just now he was just taking advantage of a sneak attack, so he was able to get close and strike. If I can hold my ground,
, use the Yimu Dao method to trap it, and then slowly figure it out, it may not be impossible to fight."
When Lu Litao thought of this, he was about to ask for advice again. However, he saw Liang Yan turn his eyes, stared at the man with the sword and said with a smile: "Liang Moukong has some strength, but has nowhere to use it. I want to challenge him."
Take a look at this fellow Taoist."
The man with the sword still looked like he was looked down upon by no one, and did not move at all. He only sneered and said: "A mere disciple in the middle stage of foundation establishment, who is the last disciple of the Yu Xuanji Sect, wants to challenge me? Junior Sister Yun
, your Ten-thousand-foot Bai Ling is exactly the way to overcome strength with softness, so go and try his quality and capture this person for your brother."
The woman in white smiled softly and said delicately: "I obey your senior brother's order, so I will take action to capture this person for my senior brother."
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hands lightly, and immediately dozens of white silk ribbons rose into the air and swept towards Liang Yan.
Liang Yan looked at the white silk in the sky, couldn't help but touch his chin, and thought to himself: "That's right, I am ranked seventeenth under the teacher, and I am indeed the last, so I chose this person named Yun first."
Facing the overwhelming Bai Ling, he made no move at all. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and looked around with a strange expression.
The woman in white smiled softly again and said, "Did Fellow Daoist Liang be fooled? If you enter my sister's Ten Thousand-foot White Silk Formation, don't even think about getting out."
She was teasing, but she was using the techniques one after another. Suddenly, hundreds of white silk ribbons rose into the air, wrapping Liang Yan firmly in them.
"Haha, Junior Sister Yuntong's mysterious Taoism is the nemesis of physical cultivation. No matter how powerful he is, as long as he enters this ten thousand feet of white silk, he will never be able to figure it out!" Lu Litao saw that his Junior Sister came out for him.
With a bad breath, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised.
The ten thousand feet of white silk is not really ten thousand feet long, but is empty and real. Once broken, another layer is born. Even those with unparalleled strength must be consumed by this endless white silk to life and death.
Liang Yan was wrapped in this huge white shell that looked like a cicada, and he looked around for a while, then murmured to himself: "It's a bit mysterious, let's see if I can break it with my sword."
He intended to try out his newly acquired flying sword. With a pinch of the sword technique with one hand, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword flew out of the storage bag. This sword was born with a hint of spirituality. At this moment, it circled around Liang Yan gently.
There was actually a hint of intimacy.
"Hey, dear, let's go!" Liang Yan pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword turned into a streak of galloping purple thunder, and slashed towards the white "giant chrysalis".
Everyone except the "Giant Chrysalis" was still talking and laughing at this moment. Lu Litao was saying: "You can't even think of getting into this ten thousand feet of white silk!" Then there was a thunderous explosion, followed by a huge explosion.
The "white chrysalis" was split open by a purple thunder light.
Yuntong's beauty turned pale, and she couldn't help shouting: "Why did you just cut off my Bai Ling?"
Each of these white silk ribbons of hers took several months of hard work, and she could only get five or six in a year. Hundreds of white silk ribbons, which took her nearly twenty years of hard work in total, but now she was killed by Liang Yan's sword.
Beheaded.
This was a true beheading, not a state that could be broken and resurrected. Liang Yan's sword strike had destroyed all the mana in this spiritual weapon, and also wiped away all the mana imprints of the master, Yuntong.
The originally famous "Ten Thousand Zhang White Silk" is now just a broken spiritual weapon and will never be mentioned again.
Yuntong's heart was dripping with blood and she almost wanted to cry without tears. She really didn't expect that the "last disciple" of Yu Xuanji in front of her would be so arrogant and arrogant, and that all her hard work for twenty years would be cut off by him with one sword.
Just cut it off.
At this time, Liang Yan was still floating in the air, and he laughed and said: "Why can't you kill it?"
He casually pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword shot up and slashed towards Yun Tong's neck.
In fact, Liang Yan didn't want to take this person's life. He just wanted to put the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword on this woman's neck to kill these people with dignity.
But a voice came from far away: "Sword saves people!"
The voice was as gentle as jade and extremely pleasant to listen to. The voice was still in the air, but the person was already approaching. I saw him taking Yuntong back with his right hand.
Yuntong was originally in a state of shock, but now she saw the person clearly and calmed down. Yingying bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, for helping me!"
The visitor was dressed in white clothes, with a handsome appearance and a humble demeanor. He also wore a white jade ring on his right thumb. When he saw Yuntong thanking him, he smiled and said:
"Junior sister, there is no need to be polite. It's just that you are causing trouble in Yungang Sect's medicine garden without authorization, but you have lost the etiquette of our Qianyuan Holy Palace. Fortunately, I heard that Senior Yu is open-minded by nature and will never argue with juniors like you.
, why don’t you follow me back quickly and receive a punishment from Master!"
After hearing this, Yuntong just smiled slightly and said nothing more, just stood quietly beside the man in white.
Liang Yan couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing what the man in white said. Although there was blame in this man's words, it was more of a defense. It's just that the so-called don't hit the smiling man, this man's attitude
Qian He, I have already destroyed other people's spiritual weapons, so it's not good to be aggressive anymore.
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands towards the visitor and said, "Don't you know your friend's name?"
The man in white also returned the salute, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he said lightly: "I'm Yu Jingxian, if my fellow Taoist wants to fight, we can have a fight tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man with the sword beside him snorted coldly and said: "You are just an entry-level swordsman who has not learned a few sword skills, so why does senior brother need to take action? Let's see how junior brother can capture this person with one sword tomorrow.
Take it out on behalf of Junior Sister Yun!"
As he spoke, he turned to Liang Yan and said, "Listen up, my name is Yuan Taiji. Thirty moves are enough to deal with a half-hearted swordsman like you!"
Yu Jingxian frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he didn't like that his junior brother was too sharp, he thought on second thought that it would be a good thing for a sword cultivator in the middle stage of foundation construction to train his junior brother.
"After all, he is from the sword cultivating lineage, and he is born with a strong violent temper. That's fine, let's let him test the sword with a fellow practitioner. I just hope that he will be more measured in his strikes and not kill this disciple of Yu Xuanji with one sword.
That would be difficult to explain."
Yu Jingxian thought for a moment and felt that he should give a little mention to his junior brother after he returned. He must save some face for Yu Xuanji at the critical moment.
Liang Yan heard Yuan Taiji's provocative words, but he just laughed and said: "That's alright, then I will reluctantly give you thirty moves tomorrow!"