Chapter 698 It’s time to take action
With just one move, Lin Yue, a monk known for his sneak attacks and plots, completely disappeared in front of everyone.
Liang Yan single-handedly fought against sixteen of his fellow foundation builders. Not only was he not at a disadvantage, he actually killed three opponents in a flash of lightning.
This method made everyone watching outside the venue marvel.
Especially Jin Yuye. She had just seen Liang Yan put down his cruel words and wanted to fight sixteen fellow monks alone. Her heart had already risen to her throat, and her face was full of worry.
When the besieging monks took action simultaneously and flooded Liang Yan's figure with various magical powers, she couldn't help but scream. If Jin Yunpeng hadn't held his daughter down, she would have rushed onto the ring and fought alongside Liang Yan.
Until now, Liang Yan has shown great power on the field, single-handedly fighting sixteen fellow monks, and killing three of them while talking and laughing.
This series of fighting skills made Jin Yuye excited and excited. If it were not for the sect of the three murdered monks, this little girl would probably jump up from her seat. Applauded.
The leaders of the three major sects, Yin Shen Sect, Lingji Cave and Scarlet Demon Sect, all looked livid at this moment.
Their disciples take advantage of the crowd to come up to the stage to challenge, trying to fish in troubled waters and get a good ranking. This is not a glorious thing in the first place.
If these monks quickly captured this person with thunderous force, that would be fine. After all, it can be said afterwards that Liang Yan was the one who overestimated his own capabilities and boasted about Haikou, and could not blame others.
But now they were sixteen and besieging one person. Not only did they not take any advantage, but they also killed three of them, and among them were their own disciples. This undoubtedly disgraced the heads of the three sects. .
Before the battle began, the besieging monks thought they were sure of victory. One of them even said: "Mystical powers and spells have no eyesight. If you miss it, there will inevitably be casualties."
Original words were While trying to justify their execution of Liang Yan, he unexpectedly shot himself in the foot at this moment. The leaders of the three major sects were really helpless.
The three people looked at each other, suddenly stood up, cupped their hands towards Zuoqiu Mingzhu on the main seat and said:
"Young Master Mingzhu, our disciples are not good at learning and are here to blame for today's defeat. It's just that our disciple died, and we have no shame to stay here any longer, so we say goodbye!"
Red Devil Sect! After the leader finished speaking, he raised his hand and used a magic formula, drawing all his disciples into his sleeves. He ignored the prohibition against flying within the Yellowstone Mountains and turned into a rainbow light and rushed away.
The leaders of the remaining two sects also raised their fists towards Zuoqiu Mingzhu, and left Lingyun Peak with their disciples, not even wanting the "Flowing Cloud Fruit" they were about to obtain.
"This"
Zuoqiu Mingzhu's face changed for a while, and in the end she just sighed lightly and did not say anything to persuade them to stay.
The purpose of the Zuoqiu family's fruit banquet was to make friends and win over the powerful factions in Nanchui. Scarlet Demon Sect, Lingji Cave, and Yin Shen Sect are all sects with Jindan monks in charge, so they are naturally the ones they try to make friends with.
But this is a martial arts competition. Now that you are in the ring, life and death are determined by fate. Even he, Zuoqiu Mingzhu, can't say anything.
What's more, this is sixteen against one. The sixteen people who were besieging them had used all their magical powers, but they had no intention of leaving Liang Yan a way to survive. Nowadays, those who are not strong enough are being killed, and others, no matter how thick-skinned they are, have nothing to say.
At this time, the fighting in the arena has reached a fever pitch. Liang Yan's golden light is added to his body, and his "Hunting Kung Fu" is operating at full strength. Every punch and kick has great power.
The remaining thirteen people now only dare to attack Liang Yan from a distance with various magical powers and spells, entangled or tripped him, but no one dares to come forward to confront him up close. Liang Yan possesses two magical powers, the "Hunhuang Gong" and the "Uncertain Mind Technique". He can easily break through those magical powers even after repeated attacks.
But in this way, even though Liang Yan was invincible, it would be difficult for him to find an opportunity to kill someone.
If he targets one person, the other twelve people will take action at the same time to buy time for that person to escape. The two sides go back and forth, thus forming a stalemate.
Liang Yan was fighting on the court, and Tang Diexian's eyes never left him.
When he first saw his sweetheart being besieged, Tang Diexian's eyes were full of worry. But later, when she saw Liang Yan displaying his power and killing three people instantly, her eyes turned to deep surprise, with a hint of envy.
Before Liang Yan left Yixing Pavilion, his cultivation level was worse than hers. Moreover, both the sect leader and the Taoist master had asserted that this son's talent was so poor that he could not compare with himself, and even building a foundation in the future would be a luxury.
Who would have known that suddenly seven or eight years would pass by, and Liang Yan would not only be a step ahead of himself in cultivation, but also his magical powers would be far beyond his own, and he would gradually become a being that he needed to look up to.
"He is so powerful now, will he not want me in the future?" Tang Diexian murmured, suddenly thought of something, and secretly thought in his heart: "We must find a way to drag him into Yixing Pavilion. Otherwise, we will drift apart, and it will be really hard to say what will happen next!”
“He has such strength, and Zhuo Yuntian, who convicted him back then, has defected again. I believe it. As long as I give him a little persuasion, none of the Taoist masters will object. What if I grant him the position of Taoist master when he advances to the Juyuan realm? Xing Pavilion has returned to its former status."
Thinking of the days when the two of them would revitalize Yixing Pavilion together, Tang Diexian's eyes became a little crazy
At this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed. Tong Dayou of the Yuling Sect was seen pinching the magic formula with both hands. The spirit beast that looked like a tortoise but not a tortoise, but not a bird suddenly jumped up and flew in the air like a top. Spin rapidly.
Every time it turned around, its size increased by one point. Suddenly, after hundreds of turns, it turned into the size of a small mountain.
The giant turtle fell from the sky and landed on top of Liang Yan's head.
Liang Yan felt as if his spiritual energy was stuck in a quagmire, and his escape technique was as slow as a turtle crawling.
Tong Dayou shouted loudly: "My secret technique can suppress this person for half a cup of tea. If you have any other skills to suppress the situation, use it quickly, otherwise you really can't beat him!" ”
When the other monks saw this, they were all overjoyed and responded one after another: "Thank you, fellow Taoist boy, please hold on for a moment!"
As soon as they finished speaking, they immediately raised their hands to perform the farewell ceremony, and saw the brilliance of light in mid-air, and all kinds of spirits. The weapons, talismans, and magical powers all came towards Liang Yan's location.
Liang Yan was trapped under the giant turtle and could not use escape techniques to avoid it. He could only rely on the "Empty Form of All Dharmas" to withstand everyone's attacks.
Although his "Empty Appearance of All Dharmas" is mysterious, it has suppressed his cultivation at this moment. He is also in the foundation-building stage. Faced with the continuous fierce attacks of so many people, even this great Buddhist magical power has some limitations. I can't hold it any longer.
At this moment, a formation disk in Liang Yan's storage bag suddenly shook, and a red light flashed from it.
The message conveyed in the red light contained only five simple words:
“It’s time to take action!”
Thank you: I stole a half-day of leisure, laughing, and a happy life. Chizuru Kunase, please give me some atonement. Your name doesn’t need to be too long, just like mine.
(End of this chapter)