Chapter 805 Fierce Battle in the Bamboo Forest
After hearing the words of the old monster with a yellow beard, Li Yan's expression changed obviously.
However, he calmed down immediately and seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said: "I, Li Yan, keep my word and will never regret what I promised you!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Li is so refreshing. Man, if that's the case, let me learn about this man's magical powers!" The yellow-bearded old monster said as he patted the storage bag on his waist and was about to take action against Liang Yan.
"Slow down!" Li Yan shouted: "This guy's flying sword is very powerful! Don't fight alone, you have to join forces with the five of us to take him down steadily. ! ”
"Li Laoba! This person is just a monk in the middle stage of Juyuan Realm, and he wants four of us monks from the fake elixir realm to join forces. If you are not ashamed, I am ashamed!"
"Li Laoba" is Li Yan's nickname when he was in the secular world was directly shouted out by this old man with a yellow beard, without giving him any face at all.
Li Yan was so angry that his face was livid, but he didn't know what to say at the moment.
At this time, the yellow-bearded old monster had already jumped into the air. He raised his hand and shook it, and a huge scroll flew out of his sleeve.
The scroll slowly unfolded, and there were actually seven strange eyes inside, each opening and closing, as if they were eagerly looking at the outside world.
Liang Yan was unprepared and glanced at those strange eyes subconsciously. His whole body felt as if he had been pierced by countless needle points, and as if he had been tortured by a thousand knives. Even though his will was as strong as steel, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. A few times.
However, this state did not last long. In just a moment, a layer of golden light emerged from the back of Liang Yan's head, covering his entire body.
At the same time, he flew back with a ray of light. He no longer looked at the things on the scroll. Instead, he pinched the sword secret and made the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword slash downwards. go.
Boom!
There was an explosion, and a huge underworld beast with four eyes and eight legs poked its head out from the ground. Just as it opened its huge mouth, Liang Yan received a sword blow on its forehead.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed into the air, dyeing the surrounding green bamboo forest blood red. The monster's smaller half of its head had been cut off by a sword, but it was not completely dead at the moment and was still screaming in pain on the ground.
"The Netherworld Swallowing Beast? It turns out this is your spiritual pet!" Liang Yan stood up out of thin air and said lightly.
"Huh, he's just a beast, and he can't stand on the stage. But it's really not easy for you kid to break free from the shackles of my 'Seven Evil Soul Capturing Pictures'!" The old monster with a yellow beard clasped his hands behind his back. , eyes narrowed slightly, looking serious.
Liang Yan's expression did not change. Instead, he asked with great interest: "Your Excellency is proficient in illusions and good at manipulation. It seems that the weird formation just now was your handiwork."
"Hey, you have some eyesight!" The old weirdo with a yellow beard said with a smile: "I just used some tricks and let four of the five of you go. Now you are the only one left, why don't you just surrender and capture me!"< br>
"Hahaha!" Liang Yan suddenly laughed.
“If you want Liang to be captured without hesitation, then you have to ask me if my sword will answer!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword fell down. It rolled back and returned to his storage bag.
Correspondingly, a green light flashed in his dantian, and a green long sword rushed out. In just a moment, it transformed into a green sword that was a hundred feet long in mid-air.
The yellow-bearded old monster who was casting a spell was stunned for a moment, but his expression changed drastically the next moment.
At the same time, the seven strange eyes in the scroll beside him also turned up at the same time, all staring at the blue Pi Lian in mid-air.
"It's Jian Gang! How is it possible? He's just in the Juyuan realm!"
Before the yellow-bearded old monster finished speaking, the green horse had already fallen from the sky, running towards him. He struck his head with a sword.
“No!”
The yellow-bearded old monster screamed, and pinched the magic with both hands. The seven strange eyes on the scroll opened wide at the same time, and densely packed eyes could be seen above them. There was bloodshot eyes, and there was blood flowing out around the corners of his eyes.
An inexplicable resistance appeared in mid-air, causing Liang Yan's Mayfly Sword to pause slightly and slow down a lot.
“Huh?”
Liang Yan let out a light sigh, with a look of surprise on his face.
He knew the power of the Mayfly Sword Gang best. An ordinary Juyuan Realm monk could not affect the speed of this sword even if he used all his magic weapons.
But now under the gaze of these seven strange eyes, the speed of the Mayfly Sword has actually slowed down!
"This magical power is a bit weird!"
Liang Yan thought to himself, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and when he used the "Qi Watching Technique", he saw that the mid-air was filled with dense red. The thin threads are now wrapped around the flying sword, causing the speed of the flying sword to drop again and again.
These filaments were ethereal and insubstantial. If he hadn't used the "qi-gazing method" to look at them, he wouldn't have seen the slightest clue at all.
Seeing this scene, the sword technique in Liang Yan's hand changed again. The green wood sword energy in the Mayfly Sword Gang suddenly surged and surrounded the flying sword. In just a moment, those silk threads were Cut off most of it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three explosions were heard, but three of the seven eyes on the yellow-bearded old monster's scroll had exploded, and countless blood mist spurted out from the picture, like a bloody rain.
At the same time, the remaining four eyes became more bloodshot, but they still stared at the flying sword in mid-air, not daring to look away at all.
"Yu Shanzi, Xiong Wanjun, what are you waiting for? Do you want to see me killed by this kid?" The yellow-bearded old monster shouted while casting a spell.
Although he didn't want everyone to take action at first, he didn't know that Liang Yan had already mastered Jian Gang. Now that Jian Gang is out, there would be no idea of fighting alone.
As soon as the yellow-bearded old monster finished speaking, Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun, who were not far away, had already taken action at the same time.
I saw Yu Shanzi holding an oil lamp and muttering something. In just a moment, four evil ghosts flew out from the wick. Some were holding mountain-cutting axes, and some were holding barbed ditches. They all bared their teeth and claws, heading towards where Liang Yan was. Fly to the place.
As for Xiong Wanjun, he remained silent and only waved the iron chain in his hand. The length of the chain grew when the wind blew, and in an instant it was a hundred feet long, like a mountain pillar falling from the sky.
At the same time, three more strange eyes exploded on the yellow-bearded old monster's scroll, and only one was still struggling to hold on.
Liang Yan let out a long roar, and the three spiritual powers in his body were pushed to the extreme. The green light on the Mayfly Sword surged, and countless green wood sword energy poured down from the mid-air like a long river hanging upside down.
Bang!
The last strange eye finally couldn't hold on, and the entire scroll fell into pieces. At the same time, the yellow-bearded old monster opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole breath became weak.
The Mayfly Sword regained its freedom, and its speed increased sharply. As soon as the four evil spirits of Yushanzi got close, they were swept in by the green sword. In just a moment, their bodies were gone.
“This boy is so overbearing!” Yu Shanzi shouted angrily, with a look of shock and anger on his face.
It took him hundreds of years to refine those four evil ghosts. Now they were completely wiped out by the other side just once they met. How could he not be angry?
But besides the anger, there is also horror! Each of these four evil ghosts is comparable to a monk in the late stage of the Juyuan Realm. Now, with just one sword, they have completely disappeared. If it were him, he might not be able to escape this sword!
At this time, Xiong Wanjun's iron chain had fallen from mid-air and hit Liang Yan's head directly. Liang Yan's face was serious, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the Mayfly Sword Gang rolled back, twisting all the chains like mountain pillars into pieces.
After countless debris, a figure rushed towards me quickly. This man had ape-like arms and a waist like a wasp, and his muscles were tangled. It was Xiong Wanjun himself!
Liang Yan did not dare to be careless at all. From the very beginning of the fight, he discovered that although these three people were both in the "Fake Alchemy Realm", their strength was more than one step higher than that of Li Yan, and their magical powers were weird, making him It is impossible to defend against people.
Xiong Wanjun came quickly in mid-air, and in just a moment, he was less than a hundred feet away from Liang Yan.
The man opened his mouth and let out a long roar, the sound was like thunder from the sky, which made Liang Yan's consciousness tremble slightly, and he actually lost consciousness for a short time.
But the next moment, the Hunhuang Gong in his mind started to operate spontaneously, and a cool feeling surged into the back of his head, lifting the brief paralysis in his consciousness.
But in just this moment, Xiong Wanjun was already in front of him, and a palm as big as a leaf fan struck his chest as fast as lightning.
Liang Yan couldn't retract his sword in time, so he could only extend his right fist with a golden light, and he fought Xiong Wanjun head-on.
The fists and palms intersected, making a loud explosion, and in the golden halo, the two figures flew back at the same time.
"What a strong force! In terms of pure physical strength, this person is not inferior to me!"
Xiong Wanjun was shocked. He has been practicing for many years and is very confident in the power of his palm. In the battle, his opponent If you get close to him, you will almost always end up dead on the spot.
But the man in green on the opposite side was actually able to receive this palm with his bare hands, and he was also a swordsman!
Liang Yan had already retreated hundreds of feet in mid-air when he suddenly felt a heat wave behind him. He knew without even thinking that it was Li Yan who was sneaking up on him.
He didn’t look back, blue light flowed in his hands, and he made a vague drawing in front of him.
Li Yan's dozens of firebirds had just gotten close, but they were all deflected by Li Yan's "circling method", and they actually started spinning on the spot.
However, in the fierce fire, a little ice crystal burst out. At first, this ice crystal was only the size of a thumb, but after a while, it suddenly bloomed in mid-air and turned into countless ice flowers.
Liang Yan knew without even thinking that this true ice method was the method of Yan Shuyun from Luoshen Palace. The two of them had been hiding nearby, only waiting for him to reveal his flaw before joining forces to launch a sneak attack.
The endless cold air mixed with the fire poison followed Liang Yan's sleeves and tried to penetrate into his meridians.
“Is this the ‘Two Heavens of Ice and Fire’?”
Liang Yan laughed, and golden light circulated around his body. In just a moment, the chill was expelled from his body. Immediately after pinching the sword technique in his hand, the Mayfly Sword followed his will and came through the air.
“Behead you two bitches first!”
Liang Yan did not hesitate at all. The Mayfly Sword Gang rushed out, instantly involving Li Yan and Yan Shuyun. Among them.
It's pity that they, a monk in the fake elixir realm, a late-stage monk in the Juyuan realm, disappeared into the world without even leaving a word.
At this time, the yellow-bearded old monster, Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun all looked shocked, and each retreated several hundred feet away.
Just now, under the siege of five people, Liang Yan was still able to defeat everyone's killing moves with ease, and took advantage of the gap between several people's moves to kill Li Yan and Yan Shuyun under their noses.
At this moment, they realized the terror of this man in gray.
None of the three of them took the initiative to take action at this time. Instead, the old monster with a yellow beard bowed to him respectfully and said: "As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. At the beginning, the three of us were disrespectful to Ambassador Liang. That was We have no hope. Mr. Liang Zunshi does not remember the faults of villains. We are willing to take out a magic weapon to make amends. I wonder if Mr. Liang is willing to reconcile?"
Xiong Wanjun also said at this moment: "We three brothers are crazy. The nine lion kings of the Lion League Among them, they are all ranked in the top five. As long as Commander Liang no longer pursues today’s matter, they can be useful to our Mad Lion Alliance in the future.”
“It turns out that they are from the Mad Lion Alliance. ." Liang Yan secretly thought: "The Nine Lion Kings should be on the same level as the Seven Star Lords of the Flying Star Alliance. These three people actually colluded with Li Yan. Judging from their previous conversations, it seems that they have reached some agreement. I'm afraid there is something fishy here. ”
This matter involves the overt and covert fighting between the four major alliances. In normal times, Liang Yan would not want to get involved too deeply, but today these three people violated his taboo.
“When this Taoist friend with a yellow beard had set up the formation before, he had left a stone tablet with the words ‘Whoever sees this tablet will die’?” Liang Yan suddenly asked.
"It is true." The yellow-bearded old monster frowned and admitted.
The man wanted to say something more, but Liang Yan waved his hand and laughed and said, "Unfortunately, Liang also has a rule."
As he spoke, he pointed at the mayfly beside him. Sword, said lightly:
"That's 'Those who see this sword will die'!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people on the opposite side changed. They didn't know that the opponent's biggest trump card was seen by the three of them. At this moment He already had the intention of killing people and silencing them.
"Zun Liang, although you have mastered the Sword Gang, the three of us working together are not the persimmons you can manipulate! I advise you to give up when you are ready. It is not good for everyone to cause trouble for both sides!" The old weirdo with a yellow beard shouted with a stern expression.
"Don't worry, both sides will not suffer, only three more graves will be added here."
As soon as Liang Yan finished speaking, the Mayfly Sword rushed out, and the Mayfly Sword was connected. Hundreds of feet away, the green sword energy was so powerful that it arrived in front of the three people in just an instant.
"Hurry up and finish the 'Crazy Lion Holding Heaven Formation'!"
The yellow-bearded old monster spoke urgently, and clasped his hands together, and a three-headed evil lion statue with two wings on its back flew out from his sleeves. .
Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun next to them also cast spells, and two identical statues flew out of their sleeves.
The three statues merged into one in mid-air. After a moment, they transformed into a three-headed and double-winged phantom of a wild lion, biting the mayfly sword in mid-air.
Bang!
With just one strike of the sword, this originally menacing and lawless phantom of a wild lion was cut with countless cracks and two of its three heads were cut off.
At the same time, the three yellow-bearded old monsters in the formation also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their aura quickly withered.
"Hmph, I heard before that the monks of the Mad Lion Alliance are good at formations and good at fighting together, but now it seems that they are nothing more than that!"
Liang Yan snorted coldly, holding the sword technique in his hand. With one pinch, the final blow would be given to the three of them.
However, at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly and the movements in his hands stopped.
Because from his perspective, behind the three old monsters with yellow beards, a strange gray mist emerged from the depths of the emerald green bamboo forest.
But the three yellow-bearded old monsters who were struggling to support themselves under his sword seemed to be completely unaware of this.
Thanks to: Meteor Wuhen F for the reward!
(End of this chapter)