Chapter 704 The mayfly comes out of its sheath!
"Retreat first!"
Liang Yan had several thoughts in his mind and decisively controlled the escape light and rushed towards the top of the clouds.
However, he had just moved, and the golden light in the eyes of "Yun Chan" followed him like a shadow, firmly covering his figure.
As long as he is in this layer of golden light, his escape skills will be reduced by 70%, and the long white jade tongue roars towards him, giving him no room to escape at all.
"Humph, in that case, let's try your skills!"
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Liang Yan immediately changed his strategy. With a pinch of the sword formula in his hand, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword turned into a thunder rainbow and headed towards Bai Yu. Cut off the long tongue.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the flying sword cut into the long tongue, as if it had struck a piece of fine iron. Although the long tongue could not withstand it and shattered inch by inch, Liang Yan's flying sword was also stuck in the air, and he paused for a few breaths.
In just a few breaths, there was a sudden noise around Liang Yan, and he saw a hexagonal bell appearing in each of the four directions: east, south, west, and north, emitting bursts of strange ringing sounds.
"The magic sound captures the soul, and the law restrains all things!"
A cold voice came, and Dongfang Xun, dressed in black robe, slowly appeared behind Liang Yan.
He curled his hands into claws and grabbed Liang Yan in vain. The bells around him immediately emitted a piercing demonic sound, as if a ghost was asking for his life, or like a ghost whispering.
Liang Yan's heart tightened. His three souls and seven souls seemed to be locked with hooks and he was struggling to pull out his body. This feeling was really unprecedented!
“Come back!”
Liang Yan shouted low, and his one-handed sword technique suddenly changed. He pulled out the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword from the toad's severed tongue, and slashed at the hexagonal bell next to him.
"Haha, this fellow Taoist Liang is really impatient, why not accompany Wan for a couple of moves?"
In the clouds, a figure in white loomed, Wan Yutang's sleeves and robes fluttered, and countless breezes swept through it. Out, countless horn whirlwinds blew up in Baiyun Dojo.
As soon as Liang Yan's Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword turned around, it was surrounded by dozens of ram's horn whirlwinds. These whirlwinds contained both positive and negative poles. Although the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was unstoppable, in this polarity of positive and negative In the midst of the whirlwind, it also gradually slowed down.
"Haha, I, a member of the Confucian sect, stand upright and have this 'clean air on both sleeves'. Are fellow Taoists still satisfied with this?" Wan Yutang smiled gently, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.
Liang Yan's face was gloomy, and the golden light all over his body suddenly surged. The "Empty Phase of All Dharmas" was deployed with the strength of Juyuan Realm, immediately isolating the surrounding demonic sounds.
Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief as his soul returned to its original position, then he made a secret with one hand, turned his body into a rainbow, and followed behind the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword.
The masters from the three late stages of the Juyuan Realm took action at the same time. Demonic Sound, Yun Chan, Confucian Qing Qi, and various magical powers roared in. Liang Yan could only use the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword to defend himself and drive away all the magical spells that came close to him.
But in this case, he would only be beaten passively and would not be able to fight back at all.
Seeing Liang Yan being suppressed by the magical powers of the three masters, the other monks hidden in the clouds finally couldn't sit still, and one after another emerged from the clouds, in a cat-catching-mouse manner. He looked at Liang Yan with a gesture.
"Haha! Boy, you overestimate your capabilities and try to challenge the major sects. You will definitely die this time!" A strong man holding a banana fan in his hand, wearing a yellow mandarin jacket, with his breasts exposed appeared from the clouds.
He waved his hand, and immediately a layer of yellow sand fell from the sky, sweeping towards Liang Yan.
“Boy, you will definitely die!” Another middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly and also appeared from the clouds. He raised his hand to seal the secret, and an exquisite pagoda flew out of his sleeve, getting bigger and bigger in mid-air, and finally suppressed it towards the top of Liang Yan's head.
“Death is certain!”
For a time, there were jeers one after another in the clouds. Many monks who had previously hidden their heads and dared not take action were now full of vigor, like victorious generals.
No one outside the clouds can know all of this.
Jin Yuye’s spiritual power was locked up by his parents, and he could only stop and watch from a distance. Although she wanted to rush into the clouds immediately to help Liang Yan, she also knew that she was not strong enough. If she went there this time, she would just die rashly.
What's more, the Jin family is engaged in trade with the five countries, so naturally they don't want to enmity with the three great sects because of this matter. Not to add insult to injury would be the end of the line for the Kims. How could they let their precious daughter die?
Although Jin Yuye stared blankly at the clouds on the top of the mountain, the "Chantai Suyun Technique" that had been used by others could cut off the consciousness of even the Yuanjing monks, let alone her?
At this moment, she was looking at the distant peak of Lingyun Peak, but she could only see heavy fog and heavy white clouds. During this period, purple thunder occasionally flashed, or a strong wind roared, but I could not see the figure of my sweetheart.
"Brother Liang, you must never die!"
Jin Yuye clasped his hands on his chest and stared at the clouds in the distance, with tears faintly flashing in his eyes.
In the clouds at this moment, Liang Yan transformed into a rainbow and danced a Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword airtightly. Any magical power that came close to him, whether it was a magic weapon or a secret technique, was driven back by his flying sword and could not get close at all.
Although the two sides were in a stalemate for a short period of time, Liang Yan only defended and did not attack. As time went by, defeat was inevitable!
At this time, three more figures appeared from the clouds. One of them, a yellow-faced man, laughed first:
“Haha, this kid does have some abilities, but under the joint efforts of the three great sects and all his colleagues, he , he is already at the end of his skills and strength!”
He is at the end of his rope! An old man next to him also twisted his beard and smiled and said: "Yes, since this kid is still stubbornly resisting, then the three of us will come to help you!"
The last three people to come out are The elders of the three major aristocratic families in the Zhao Kingdom are the most insidious among all the Juyuan Realm monks present.
They had seen the power of Liang Yan's flying sword, but they did not dare to fight head-on. They always hid in the clouds and never made a move.
When he saw that the overall situation was decided, he showed his body and came to help. The purpose was just to get a share of the pie when Liang Yan's storage bag was finally divided.
Liang Yan was being beaten back steadily by various magical powers in mid-air. Although the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was unparalleled in sharpness, it was defeated by the elders of the three major sects and more than a dozen Ju Yuan. Under the siege of the Realm monks, they were somewhat powerless.
Just after the last three people showed up, Liang Yan suddenly smiled softly. His face no longer looked nervous as before. Instead, he seemed to be strolling in a leisurely manner. He even asked one of the old men leisurely:
"Your Excellency, are you the ancestor of the Li family of Luohe, Zhao State?"
The old man was stunned by his question, and almost subconsciously replied: "So what?"
Liang Yan ignored him again this time and turned to scan the people present. He suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Everyone regards me, Liang, as the turtle in the urn. How do you know that these heavy white clouds are not your burial place?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was slightly stunned.
The next moment, Dan saw Liang Yan's technique change, raised his hand to close the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword in mid-air, and then a ray of green light rushed out from his Dantian!
Thanks Kong Ming Prajna for the reward!
(End of this chapter)