Liang Yan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp aura spread out.
The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword in mid-air seemed to know his intention, and instantly cut through the sky, slashing against the nine wind blades.
This sword is as fast as flying lightning, but the sword's meaning is vast. It combines the "Flying Thunder Divine Sword Style" in "Flying Thunder Divine Sword Art", the "human way" in "Xiao Sancai Sword Art", and the "Tao Sword Sutra"
The "Flicking Sword" in the game is almost already Liang Yan's strongest move.
This newly created move is the first move in Liang Yan's "Shadowless Sword Sutra" and is called "Three Jue Thunder Sword"!
When this sword is slashed out, it is like the divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, falling with a crash! It is also like a mortal swordsman, holding thunder and lightning in his hand, using purple thunder as his sword, slashing angrily towards the front!
The nine wind blades in mid-air were as powerful and powerful as a rainbow one moment, but they were silenced by this astonishing sword the next moment.
All the wind blades collapsed, and under the Purple Thunder Sword, they all seemed to be made of paper and fell into pieces in an instant. The originally roaring and surly demon wind gradually returned to calm.
However, this astonishing sword had not stopped yet. After passing through the layers of wind blades, the purple thunder and the sword fell directly on the head of the incarnation of the fat man!
The face of the clothed man transformed by the fat legacy was filled with shock and anger. He made a hand gesture with one hand, trying to gather the evil wind that had been chopped away in a moment into a sword again.
But no matter how he pinched it, the scattered demonic winds never moved at all, and actually could no longer gather together.
"What?! Killed all the spirituality in my wind blade?"
Fei Yi murmured, seeing the Purple Thunder Sword slashing in the air, all his energy was locked, and there was no way to escape, and finally a look of panic appeared on his face.
However, this look of panic was fleeting. The next moment, the man opened his mouth and spat out, and a sea of golden sand filled the air, instantly wrapping the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword in it.
The originally arrogant Zi Lei Jinghong, after falling into this sea of sand, the sound of his sword gradually stopped and his momentum weakened.
However, despite this, Liang Yan's sword still cut through the layers of golden sand, and finally a shining sword tip emerged from the end of the sea of sand, almost hovering above Fei Yi's head.
The magic formula in Liang Yan's hand changed, and he wanted to take back the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword, but found that the flying sword had been deeply stuck in the sea of sand, and could no longer respond to his sword skills.
However, there was no look of panic on his face. Upon seeing this, he just smiled slightly, bowed his hands to the fat man opposite and said:
"Senior, ten moves have passed! And the last move just now, the senior did not use the magical power of swordsmanship. This bet was won by the junior by luck!"
Fei Yi's wind blade was broken just now, and when he saw Liang Yan's Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword slashing straight at him, he had no choice but to give up his swordsmanship and use his other natal magical power to break Liang Yan's flying sword.
But in this way, not only did he use up all ten moves, but he also used magical powers other than swordsmanship. According to the rules he set himself, this last round was considered a complete loss.
But at this moment, Fei Yi looked dumbfounded, his eyes fixed on Liang Yan, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
"senior?"
Seeing that he didn't answer her words, but instead stared at her, Liang Yan couldn't help feeling uneasy and subconsciously took a step back.
"Does what senior said before still count?" Liang Yan asked again.
The man transformed from the fat residue did not answer his words, but still stared at his face.
Liang Yan's heart moved, and he reached out and touched his cheek, and found a cut scar, with traces of blood flowing out.
"When did this injury happen?" Liang Yan was slightly confused, but he immediately realized it. "It was Fei Yi's wind blade just now!"
He knew clearly in his heart that his "Three Ultimate Thunder Swords" used offense instead of defense, an indomitable offensive sword move.
Just now he slashed out with his sword, and there was no longer any defense around him. Although Feiyi's wind blades were chopped away, some of the tiny wind blades that escaped the net happened to escape to his side and cut him open.
Liang Yan had just comprehended the "Three Ultimate Thunder Swords" and used this technique in actual combat for the first time, so he focused all his attention on the sword of the imperial envoy and did not even notice that he had been struck by those tiny wind blades.
Cut and wound.
That is to say, he has never relaxed his practice of "Hunhun Gong" in the past ten years, so that his physical strength is better than most of the same level of physical training, otherwise he would have been seriously injured and fell to the ground at this moment.
However, this slight injury was not to the point of defeat, and Fei Yi himself had already used magical powers other than swordsmanship, so he won this battle anyway.
Liang Yan thought of this and coughed slightly. He was about to say something more, but when he saw the fat man opposite him waving his hand with one hand, he couldn't move his whole body.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Liang Yan's expression changed. The opponent was a Golden Core cultivator. If he really wanted to attack with all his strength, even if all three of him came together, he would have no chance of winning.
However, after the fat man imprisoned Liang Yan, he did not do anything to him. Instead, he pointed a finger with one hand, and a drop of blood on Liang Yan's cheek suddenly floated up.
The drop of blood swayed slightly in the air and was in front of Fei Yi in an instant. He put the drop of blood in the palm of his hand and actually closed his eyes and began to ponder.
Everyone looked at each other, no one knew what kind of medicine was being sold in this fat gourd.
After half a cup of tea, the man in cloth suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in a voice that was unbelievable but slightly trembling with excitement: "You are. You are that person's bloodline."
Descendants!”
"What?" Liang Yan didn't understand what he was hearing and looked at the person opposite him with confusion.
"Hahaha! You are his descendant, and you don't even know it yet!"
Fat Yi suddenly burst into laughter. He put one hand on his hips and pointed to the top of the cave with one hand, like a shrew scolding the street, and said with a smile:
"Old Hongcheng! In order to transcend yourself, you forcibly practiced the "Emperor's True Dragon Jue", which resulted in no one with spiritual roots in the future generations. Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, a strange species would appear, and this strange species was not
Knowing that I am your descendant, do you think it’s ridiculous? Hahaha!”
Liang Yan was not a fool. When he heard this, he was suddenly shocked and asked in disbelief: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
"What do I mean?" Fei Yi laughed for a while, then turned around, looked at Liang Yan and said sarcastically: "I'm laughing at you for not even knowing your own ancestor! You have the blood of the emperor and the dragon, which belongs to Liu Hongcheng.
Direct descendants! Hongcheng has committed evil all his life. He thought that his descendants would never be able to achieve immortality, but I didn’t expect that a strange species like you would come out!"
"What!"
When this sentence fell in Liang Yan's ears, it was like giving him a blow in the head, setting off a storm in his heart!
