Chapter 266 Death?
"Cang Rang!" With a sound, the long sword was unsheathed. Qing Yixuan held the sharp sword in his hand, pointed at Liang Yan in the distance, and said, "Old swordsman, please come in!"
"Draw the sword? No!" Liang Yan put one hand on the hilt of the fixed light sword, but what he was thinking in his heart was that if he really drew the sword, he would be dead and dismembered the next moment.
"What's wrong? Old swordsman, being hesitant is not like your style of doing things!" Qing Yixuan looked at Liang Yan's hesitation and seemed slightly puzzled.
“This man’s martial arts are at the pinnacle in the world of this painting. With my three-legged cat skills before practicing Taoism, I am definitely no match for him. However, my purpose is not to compete with him, but to compete with him. It’s about finding the Green Emperor’s Relic Wood! Once I get the ‘Everlasting Mayfly Wood’, I can leave this world in the painting immediately!”
Liang Yan remained silent on the surface, but his thoughts were changing inside. He quickly glanced around the small room and secretly said: "There is a large formation blocking the way in front, and there are deadly enemies chasing after me. In addition, this place is called the Changsheng Temple." , that 'Eternal Mayfly Wood' is probably here, but why haven't I seen anything suspicious yet?"
It's in his heart. While he was thinking secretly, Qing Yixuan suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that the old swordsman is confident and has to give in to Xiaosheng! Forget it, in this case, Xiaosheng will make the move first!"
As soon as Qing Yixuan finished speaking, he tapped his toes on the ground. The long sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the water, bringing up afterimages and stabbing towards Liang Yan's heart.
"I'll give you a damn! You can't wait any longer!"
Liang Yan cursed in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly glanced at the altar table in the middle of the room. , secretly shouted: "That's right! You have a clear view here, and you can't see behind the altar table yet. Maybe the 'Eternal Mayfly Wood' is behind the altar table!"
When he thought of this, Liang Yan no longer cared about Qing Yixuan's menacing sword. Instead, he used all his strength and ran towards the altar table in the middle of the room.
It doesn't matter that he ran away. Qing Yixuan, who was opposite him, saw his anger welling up. He thought to himself that we are the two top masters in the world. Although we were defeated by you last time, it was only in the number of fights. What happens after the Hundred Moves. Now that we haven't seen each other for ten years, when you face my sharp sword again, you actually don't care, and you even turn your back to the sword in my hand?
"Even if you have reached the point of returning to your original nature, it would be too crazy to be so trusting!"
Qing Yixuan snorted coldly, and no longer hesitated with the sword in his hand, almost The force of wind and thunder chased Liang Yan and stabbed him on the back of the vest.
A cold murderous aura came from behind, and the sword summoning machines were overwhelming, blocking all Liang Yan's escape routes. Liang Yan knew that the people behind him had been angered by him, but now that he was in trouble, he had no way out.
A little bit closer, a little bit closer!
As long as you find the "Eternal Mayfly Wood", I don't care if you are the best in martial arts, everything here has nothing to do with me!
Seeing that the altar table was getting closer and closer, almost three inches in front of him, Liang Yan suddenly put his head in his hands, arched his back, and suddenly rushed downwards, rolling like a lazy donkey. , rolled towards the back of the altar table.
He still looks like Lu Xuan, the grand master of the Kunwu Sword Sect. An old man who is over a hundred years old and famous all over the world has actually made such a ridiculous move. This strange scene fell in Qing Yixuan's eyes. Even though he was fighting in the world and was used to seeing big winds and waves, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the sword in his hand paused slightly.
“We’re here!”
In just a moment, Liang Yan had rolled past the altar table. He turned around and looked behind the altar table with excitement, but saw only three futons in front of his eyes. The surroundings were completely empty. There was no Qing Emperor anywhere. Leftover wood? !
"What!"
Liang Yan's mind went blank for an instant. The extremely realistic scene in front of him shattered all the last vestiges of fantasy and hope in his heart.
"Is it Lao Jin who is tricking me!?" Liang Yan suddenly had such a thought in his mind, but before he could think about it, the wind howled behind him, and then a long sword passed through his chest. !
"Eh? Have you lost all your power!"
Qing Yixuan stood behind Liang Yan, seeing that he succeeded so easily, he shouted in disbelief.
Liang Yan smiled bitterly when he heard this. He felt a heartbreaking pain in his chest, and his hands and feet became colder and colder. With his breathing getting faster and faster, he knew that he was not far from death.
“I didn’t expect that I couldn’t escape in the end.”
Liang Yan sighed softly in his heart, and all his strength receded like a tide, and finally he collapsed on the ground unable to support himself.
While the vitality in his body was rapidly passing away, he subconsciously looked down and saw that the tip of the sword inserted into his chest was actually the color of green wood. I don't know if it was his illusion, but there were thousands of green threads emanating from the tip of the sword, and a terrifyingly powerful force swept over him, destroying the meridians in his body wantonly.
"There is only internal power in this world, but no spiritual power, so this sword."
Liang Yan was stunned, and a sudden realization dawned in his heart.
"That's it! Ahem, that's it! It turns out that the sword in the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult is the relic of the Qing Emperor that I have been looking for so hard!"
Liang Yan only realized it when he was about to die, but also for It was too late. After spitting out a mouthful of blood again, his consciousness gradually became blurred.
"Maybe it's not too unjust to die under the Green Emperor's legacy tree, maybe, that's right."
"What Green Emperor's legacy tree?" Qing Yixuan looked puzzled, but after a moment he Still shaking his head with regret, he said: "I didn't expect that Lu Xuan, who is famous all over the world, would lose all his skills after retreating in seclusion in his later years. Although you claim that your death was not unjust, look at you. The look in his eyes before he died clearly showed a strong look of unwillingness. "
"Forget it, this green wood sword has been with me in battles for many years. After your death, Qing will keep it since he has no opponent. I'll accompany you!"
Qing Yixuan sighed softly, then flicked his long sleeves, turned around, and jumped towards the bottom of the cliff. Only a corpse that was getting colder was left, and a long green wood sword stuck in the heart of the corpse.
Just when Qing Yixuan left the top of the mountain and took just a few breaths, Liang Yan suddenly felt a faint feeling all over his body. The whole body and appearance of the person also changed rapidly in the white light. When the white light dissipated and everything returned to calm, the hundred-year-old man who was originally lying on the ground turned into the eighteen-year-old boy again!
As for Liang Yan, who had regained his original appearance, within his right arm, black sword energy suddenly surged out like a tide, rushing toward the long sword on his chest like a mad rush.
Almost at the same time, the long sword inserted in Liang Yan's heart also glowed with green light, as if it was provoked, and countless green silk threads seemed to be thousands of troops, passing through Liang Yan's strange scriptures The eight meridians strangled the black sword energy in his body.
The green and black energy met in Liang Yan's body, and a fierce battle broke out on the spot, using the meridians in his body as the battlefield. And Liang Yan, who was lying on the ground already dead, his face was red at this moment, his forehead was sweating, and he unexpectedly let out a muffled groan.
The next moment, green and black light exploded in Liang Yan's body, and circles of invisible waves surged out, and everything within a few feet around him was razed to the ground!
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