Chapter 705: Defeating the Heroes with One Sword (I have something to do tonight, two chapters combined into one)
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This green light was not eye-catching at first. When it flew out of Liang Yan's dantian, it was only a few inches in size, like a small insect. It was not worth mentioning in front of the numerous magic weapons around it.
However, in just an instant, the green light suddenly grew, reaching a hundred feet in length and ten feet in width, like a giant green ribbon, running across the white clouds.
"What is that?" The ancestor of the Li family of Zhao State, who had answered before, was slightly startled and asked subconsciously.
However, before anyone could answer him, he saw this cyan light flash suddenly in mid-air, and actually chopped all the magic weapons that were suppressing Liang Yan's head, such as the exquisite pagoda, golden gravel, etc. into pieces one by one!
Those monks who had sacrificed their own magic weapons felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer on the chest. This change was so sudden that few people in the scene could react at all.
With a sneer on his face, Liang Yan pinched the sword in his hand, and the sword formed by the Mayfly Sword was rolled gently in the clouds. The last three people who appeared just now were rolled by the sword before they could figure out what was going on.
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In the green light, the three of them didn't even have time to scream, before they were chopped into pieces, leaving not even a trace of residue left!
"It's Jian Gang! This boy has mastered Jian Gang!"
At this time, someone finally reacted and couldn't help shouting.
It's just that his screams were full of despair, and he no longer had the same arrogance as before.
Another person trembled and said: "How is it possible that a sword cultivator who has achieved the golden elixir may not be able to condense a sword into a sword? This guy is only in the early stage of the Juyuan Realm. How can he practice the sword sword?"
Liang Yan glanced sideways at a few people, with no intention of talking to them. The sword formula in his hand changed, and the cyan sword became majestic, as if it was like a long river reaching the sky, hanging upside down for nine days.
Everyone looked up and saw that the long green river was densely packed with Yimu sword energy!
"Since you are here, don't leave!"
Liang Yan said lightly, but it was as if he was threatening his life. Everyone felt solemn in their hearts, and they all used their magic weapons to escape from the clouds.
However, although their speed is fast, it is nowhere faster than the flying swords of Jianxiu, let alone the flying swords of Jian Gangqi!
The reason why Liang Yan held back just now was to lure these people out of the clouds. Otherwise, they would hide in the dark all the time, and it would be difficult for him to kill people.
At this time, the long green river rolled down, and most of the monks in the clouds were submerged in it. Countless sword energies came to them. No matter how much they used their magical powers and magic weapons, none of them could survive two breaths.
one move!
With just one move, more than a dozen Juyuan realm monks who originally participated in the siege and killing of Liang Yan were killed, leaving no bones behind!
Among the vast white clouds, only four people, Wen Renguo, Wan Yutang, Dongfang Xun and Zuoqiu Mingzhu, were left.
These four people had higher cultivation levels and had true inheritance from the great sects. At the critical moment, they each showed their magical powers and narrowly escaped the green sword's attack. Only then did they escape with their lives from Liang Yan's sword attack.
"Everyone, please don't mess up your position! Although this person is very powerful with his flying sword, if the four of us work together and use all our methods, we may not be without the capital to fight!"
Wan Yutang of Piaomiao Valley shouted loudly, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the Confucian sect's righteousness came out in a mighty way, like a feather fan in the sky, trying to kill all the evil spirits in the field.
Yun Toad, who had heard someone pass by, was also swallowing clouds and spitting out mist at this moment. Countless mysterious Taoist runes were attached to the white clouds and spat out from the toad's mouth. In just a short moment, they had already arrived around Liang Yan.
As for Dongfang Xun and Zuoqiu Mingzhu, they also know that there will be no luck in this battle. Only by using all their trump cards can they save their lives!
The two of them did not hesitate, and each used their tactics to suppress the situation, and all of them hit Liang Yan.
Seeing the four people attacking in unison, Liang Yan's expression did not change at all. He made a seal with one hand, and the green light flashed again, and he went straight to kill Dongfang Xun who was closest to him.
Dongfang Xun never expected that this god of death would think of him immediately, and he didn't care about that. He hurriedly summoned all the magic weapons "Soul-Capturing Bells" that he had practiced for many years in front of him, while he slowly dissipated and transformed.
A black mist formed.
Liang Yan's sword was simply unstoppable. Although the "Soul Capturing Bell" was already at the level of a magic weapon, in front of the blue sword, it only lasted half a breath before it was chopped into pieces.
powder!
At this moment, most of Dongfang Xun's body had turned into black mist, and he was about to escape, but he didn't expect that his own magic weapon had not even lasted a breath, and the cyan sword had already arrived in front of him.
"ah!"
With a shrill scream, Dongfang Xun's left arm, which had not yet had time to turn into mist, was cut off at shoulder level!
Liang Yan used offense instead of defense. Although he didn't kill Dongfang Xun with a single sword, he was forced to escape with serious injuries. The magical powers that came from all around immediately revealed a gap.
He controlled the escape light, followed the sword, and suddenly broke out of the surrounding four people. Then the sword technique changed, and the Mayfly Sword Gang rushed down and slashed towards Wan Yutang.
Wan Yutang never dreamed that Liang Yan could seriously injure one person and escape easily under the siege of four people!
At this moment, the Mayfly Sword Gang came out vigorously, and without giving him any time to react, the Confucian disciple was involved in it. Without even a chance to resist, it disappeared into thin air.
In an instant, Liang Yan seriously injured one person and killed another person! How could the remaining two people still have the desire to fight again?
"Let's go!"
Zuoqiu Mingzhu shouted loudly, turned around and was about to fly away, but when Liang Yan flicked his finger, a black sword energy stabbed out instantly, stopping the man in place.
"What?"
Zuoqiu Mingzhu never expected that Liang Yan actually had such magical powers, but after hesitating for a moment, the Mayfly Sword behind him fell from the sky and cut him in half!
"This boy's magical power is too strong. Fellow Eastern Taoist, follow me and hide in the clouds!" A long and leisurely voice came from among the white clouds. It was the old Taoist nun from the Qianyuan Holy Palace who heard someone passing by.
Dongfang Xun's magic mist condensed in the distance and gradually revealed his figure. He was not a fool. After hearing what Wen Renguo said, he reacted almost instantly.
This is Huangshi Mountain, where the Golden Core Realm monks sit!
This person was causing trouble at the Baiguo Banquet. The reason why Huang Shigong didn't come immediately was because someone used a trick to hold him back. As long as he can hold on for a while and wait until Huang Shigong arrives, his life will be saved.
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He made a prompt decision, turned around and plunged into the clouds.
The two of them hid in the white clouds, and Liang Yan's consciousness was running, but they could no longer be found.
"Hmph! Do you really think that I can't break the Taoism of an old nun like you?"
Liang Yan snorted coldly. The reason why he didn't take action just now was because there were dozens of Juyuan Realm monks waiting for an opportunity in the clouds. If he tried his best to kill the clouds, these people would surely find an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Now that the besiegers are gone, Liang Yan has no worries anymore.
He stood facing the wind in mid-air, making secrets with one hand and muttering something in his mouth.
In the cyan sword gang, the originally slightly scattered sword energy suddenly retracted, gradually condensed inward, and turned into a giant sword dozens of feet long in mid-air.
It's just that this giant sword is shaped like a wooden stick, has no handle or spikes, and looks extremely weird.
Then I watched it move from top to bottom, heading towards the white clouds that filled the top of Lingyun Peak.
At this time, outside the clouds, everyone was still watching from a distance, but the "Chantai Suyun Kung" that had been heard was too mysterious, and no one's consciousness could penetrate the white clouds to detect what was going on inside.
Jin Yuye had a nervous look on his face at this moment, holding his hands on his chest and staring at the white clouds on the peak.
"Brother Liang, you must come out! If we can't fight, we will run away first! Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, and we will seek revenge on these people one day!"
She was praying silently in her heart, when suddenly her eyes lit up and she seemed to see a little blue light in the white clouds.
"Huh? What is that?"
Jin Yuye was confused and was about to ask her father next to her.
However, the next moment, the green light suddenly surged, and a green bolt several feet wide and hundreds of feet long appeared from the clouds.
This cyan sword easily pierced through the surrounding white clouds, and countless cyan sword energy suddenly exploded, wiping out all the surrounding clouds and mist!
Facing such a vast and magnificent sight, Jin Yuye was horrified. She looked at it intently, only to feel a menacing sword light piercing her eyes, and even the consciousness in her mind was stung!
"No, it's Jian Gang! Close your eyes!"
Jin Yunpeng's shout came from behind, and then Jin Yuye felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body was dragged back.
At the same time, a burning pain spread in her eyes.
Jin Yunpeng's face was serious, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand quickly. A stream of spiritual power entered Jin Yuye's body, repairing her damaged eyes.
After a long, long time, Jin Yuye felt a chill flow through her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes, only to feel that everything around her was a little blurry, and she seemed to not see so clearly.
"Silly boy, that's Jian Gang. How can you, a foundation-building monk, look directly at it? Fortunately, your father took action early, otherwise these eyes would have been damaged." Wen Fang said softly.
Jin Yunpeng also nodded slowly and said: "Fortunately, I asked you to close your eyes in time, but you were still slightly affected. I'm afraid it will take ten days to rest for a full recovery."
Jin Yuye was still frightened, but this time he nodded obediently and said nothing more.
As the eldest daughter of the Money Sect, she was almost harmed by her two parents in the Juyuan Realm. The foundation-building disciples of medium-sized sects were even more unbearable.
When the blue sword pierced the clouds, a series of screams resounded around Lingyun Peak.
Many disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage had bleeding eyes and fell to the ground, looking miserable.
These people are all curious by nature, staring at the clouds. Some of the elders of the sect next to them are short-sighted and do not realize the power of Jian Gang. Some are too surprised and have not had time to remind the surrounding disciples.
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At this moment, the vast white clouds on the top of Lingyun Peak were completely chopped away by this shocking sword. Many monks who were watching couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts:
"Could it be that a senior in the Golden Core Realm took action?"
However, the next moment, the white clouds cleared and countless eyes gathered, only to find that there was only one person there!
This man was dressed in gray robes, holding his back with one hand and pointing a sword with the other. In mid-air, two broken bodies fell down.
It was Dongfang Xun and Wen Renguo!
As for the other monks who participated in the siege, they were all gone at this moment.
Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly someone said in a slightly trembling tone: "Where are those fellow Taoists who participated in the fight?"
After he raised this question, no one answered him at all.
Everyone was silent.
There was a long silence.
Liang Yan was suspended in the mid-air at the top of Lingyun Peak. The surrounding wind was fierce, and his sleeves and robes were fluttering. A strip of green leather was stretched across his body, as if he was looking down at everyone.
"I heard that the thirteen people Dongfang Xun had evil intentions towards me, and now I have killed them all! Among all of you present, who else wants to try Liang's flying sword?"
Liang Yan's cold voice came from the melodious sound of the wind.
Although the voice was soft, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue when it fell on everyone's ears.
Although they had already guessed, everyone felt as if they were falling into an ice cave when they heard Liang Yan say it himself. Those monks who had scolded Liang Yan before were trembling even more at this moment, and they did not even dare to say a word.
Liang Yan looked at the heroes and suddenly raised his hand to take back the cyan horse in mid-air.
A hundred feet of light dissipated instantly, and a long green wood stick fell into his hand.
Liang Yan held the sword in one hand and drew in the air, drawing a large trajectory and trapping everyone in it.
"With this as the boundary, within half a stick of incense from now on, if anyone dares to cross the boundary even half a step, he will be the soul of Liang Mou's sword!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was immediately in an uproar.
You must know that there are seventy to eighty Juyuan Realm monks present now. Although their cultivation levels are uneven, if they work together, even if Liang Yan has great tricks, it will be difficult to gain favor.
But he had just used thunderous means to instantly kill thirteen Juyuan Realm monks, including the three great sects. At this moment, his momentum had reached its peak.
None of the monks below dared to raise their heads and look at him, for fear that if they were not careful, they would become the "dead soul under the sword"!
Although there were many Juyuan Realm monks present, they belonged to different sects and it was impossible to work together.
After all, no one wants to be the one who stands out. Even if they can defeat this person in a swarm, there will inevitably be a lot of casualties. Who will forcefully stand out?
Faced with Liang Yan's fierce power, everyone fell silent. Some people just stood there, looking at their noses and noses, looking at their hearts, and meditating, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.
Even though there were some unwilling monks who glared angrily, when they saw that everyone around them had no intention of fighting, they could only shake their heads and ignore it.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Liang Yan is here for the Zuoqiu family in Huangshi Mountain. As long as they stay here and don't help the Zuoqiu family, they can naturally escape after half a stick of incense. There is no need to put themselves in danger.
Jin Yuye already had a look of infatuation at this moment, staring blankly at the figure in mid-air.
She originally thought that Liang Yan could show off his talents in this foundation-building battle with a flying sword, but she didn't expect that Liang Yan would give her such a big surprise.
With just one man and his sword, he was able to kill all the Juyuan Realm monks present, without even daring to cross the line even half a step!
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