Chapter 427: Breaking the Silk with One Sword
Lu Litao didn't expect that Liang Yan would hit Liang Yan as soon as he said it. He was still a little dazed in his mind and didn't understand what happened.
But he is also a Taoist and foundation-building person with rich experience in fighting. The next moment, he raised his hand and cast a spell, and immediately two thick wooden doors appeared out of thin air, closing the door in front of him to reject visitors.
But what Liang Yan's "one punch" could do could not be blocked by 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 flew backwards.
Liang Yan considered the face of the two sects and restrained a lot of strength. Otherwise, Lu Litao would have died long ago if he punched with all his strength.
A thought came to the minds of the man with the sword and the woman in white at the same time: "The little thief is so strong!"
Liang Yan floated in the air and cupped his hands to Lu Litao, who was flying backwards, a little naively. He said: "Fellow Daoist Lu is quite capable of planting flowers and trees. , Even if the strength is a little weak, the little brother’s attack just now was not serious, so please don’t blame me!”
Lu Litao flew out for a while, pinched a magic spell in mid-air, and finally stabilized his mind, listen! At Liang Yan's words, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
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 physical practitioner who focused on training, and thought to himself:
"Although the little thief is strong, I am The pulse method is mainly forbidden, and there is no need to fight with him head-on. Just now, he was in a sneak attack, so I was able to get close and attack him. If you figure it out slowly, you may not be able to win a fight.”
When Lu Litao thought of this, he was about to ask for advice again. But he saw Liang Yan's eyes change, and he stared at the man carrying the sword again and said with a smile: "Liang has some strength but has nowhere to use it. He would like to challenge this fellow Taoist."
The man with the sword still looked like he was looked down upon by no one. He 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 Yu Xuanji Sect, also wants to challenge me? Master Yun Sister, your powerful Bai Ling can 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: "Sincerely. Following the order of senior brother, I will take action to capture this person for 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 toward 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 stupid? If you enter my sister's tens of thousands of white silk formations, don't even think about getting out."
Her mouth said He was joking, but he was using tricks one after another. Suddenly, hundreds of white silk threads rose into the sky, 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, he can't even figure it out as long as he enters this ten thousand-foot white silk!" Lu Litao saw it before his eyes. My junior sister let out a bad breath on her behalf and couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised him.
The ten thousand feet of white silk is not really ten thousand feet long, but is virtual and real. Once broken, another layer is born. Even those with unparalleled strength must be consumed by this endless white silk.
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, when it was gently turning around Liang Yan, there was 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 rushing purple thunder and slashed towards the white "giant chrysalis".
Everyone other than the "Giant Chrysalis" was still talking and laughing at this moment. Just as Lu Litao said: "You can't even think of getting out of this ten thousand feet of white silk!" then a thunderous explosion was heard. There was a loud sound, and then the huge "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 to practice, and she could only obtain five or six in a year. Hundreds of white silks, which took her nearly twenty years of hard work, were now chopped off by Liang Yan's sword. This is a true beheading, not a state that can be cut off and resurrected. Liang Yan's sword strike had wiped out all the magic power in this spiritual weapon, and also wiped away all the magic power imprint of the owner Yuntong.
The originally famous "Wan Zhang Bai Ling" 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 that all her hard work for twenty years would be killed by him with just one sword strike.
At this time, Liang Yan was still floating in the air, and said with a chuckle: "Why can't I kill it?"
He casually pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword shot up and slashed towards Yuntong's neck.
Actually, Liang Yan didn't want to take this person's life. He just wanted to place the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword on this woman's neck to kill these people with dignity.
But a voice came from far away: "Keep someone under the sword!"
The voice was as gentle as jade and extremely pleasant to hear. The voice was still in the air, but the person was already approaching. Seeing that his right hand was empty, he took Yuntong back.
Yuntong was originally in a state of shock, but now she saw the person clearly and calmed down. Just Yingying bowed and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, for helping me!"
The visitor was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance and a humble demeanor. He also had a white jade ring on his right thumb. Seeing 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 the 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. I won’t argue with you juniors, why don’t you just follow me back and receive a punishment from Master!”
After hearing this, Yuntong just smiled slightly and didn’t say anything more, just so quietly. He stood 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 person's words, they were mostly words of defense. But as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. This person's attitude is modest. He has already destroyed other people's spiritual weapons, so he can't 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 am Yu Jingxian, if my fellow Taoist wants to fight, we can fight tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, The man with the sword on his side snorted coldly and said: "You are just an entry-level swordsman who has not learned a few sword skills, so why does your senior brother need to take action? Let's see if my junior brother can capture this person with one sword tomorrow. Junior Sister Yun takes it out!"
He turned to Liang Yan and said, "Listen up, my name is Yuan Taiji. Thirty moves are enough to deal with you, a half-hearted swordsman!"
Yu Jingxian! He frowned slightly. Although he didn't like that his junior brother was too sharp, he thought about it. 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 naturally violent. No matter, let him test the sword with a fellow practitioner. I just hope that he will be a little more measured in his moves and not kill this disciple of Yu Xuanji. If you kill him with a sword, it won’t be easy to explain.”
Yu Jingxian thought for a moment, and then felt that he should give some advice to his junior brother when he returned, so as to save some face for Yu Xuanji at the critical moment.
After hearing Yuan Taiji's provocative words, Liang Yan just laughed and said: "Well, tomorrow I will reluctantly give you some thirty tips!"
(End of this chapter) )