Chapter 910 Soldiers First, Ceremonies Later
This purple sword energy cut through the sky, like thunder coming to the world, and pierced Su Yue's head directly.
Seeing this, the two people beside him couldn't help but turn around and rushed to support him. The three flying swords overlapped in one place, and immediately burst out a mountain-like aura, directing the purple sword energy directly. Dispersed.
“Huh?”
Liang Yan’s face showed a hint of surprise. Although his sword energy was released casually, these people only had the cultivation level of Juyuan Realm. , but he could barely accept it, which was a bit beyond his expectation.
At the same time that he attacked Su Yue, the other six leaders also took action. Among them, Guo Huai's sword was a heavy sword without an edge. He was at the forefront at this moment, like a huge stone falling from the sky.
Liang Yan glanced sideways, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and saw a golden light burst out, directly pressing the edgeless heavy sword into the air, unable to cut even half of it down.
His "Eight Divisions of Evolution" is now more and more mature in practice. The "One Punch Phase" can exert most of its power without making any gestures. At this moment, the fist turns into a finger, and with just one tap, the power can be exerted. Guo Huai's flying sword was stopped.
However, Guo Huai's flying sword was blocked, but he did not look discouraged on his face. Instead, he pinched it with one hand, and saw a sword spirit rising from his sword body, and it just fell into the flying sword of the person behind him. superior.
This later sword has a slender body and many ripples on the hilt. It is Lin Beiyuan, the head of the "Water Sword Hall".
This woman has a gentle personality, and her sword intent is continuous. Although it is not strong at first, her strength is endless, and each wave is stronger than the last.
Her "Thin Water Sword" got Guo Huai's sword intention, and immediately made up for her own shortcomings in strength. What was originally a long and thin stream, now turned into a stormy wave!
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, flexed his fingers with one hand, and dozens of golden lights burst out from his fingertips before he could block this "fine water" in front of him.
When Lin Beiyuan saw this, she didn’t show any signs of anxiety. She pinched the magic formula with both hands, and immediately two streams of sword intent burst out from the body of her flying sword and disappeared into the flying sword behind her. middle.
Liang Yan was slightly startled. He finally figured it out. This "Qingfeng Nine Tribulations Formation" used flying swords to experience tribulations. Every time he experienced tribulations, he would transfer his sword intention to another flying sword. On top, just like stacking Arhats, when the last flying sword is reached, it will inevitably be mixed with the power of the surrounding heaven, earth and green mountains, exerting several times or even dozens of times of power.
In contrast, the besieged people had to deal with every flying sword attack. One after another, they were naturally unable to withstand it in the end.
In history, there was once a monk who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir and came to challenge the "Qingfeng Nine Tribulation Formation".
This person was full of confidence. He originally thought that with his powerful magic power, he would not be defeated by this formation even if he was in the "Aoki Temple", but who would have thought that when the eighth sword , this person could no longer resist, and was forced to withdraw from the "Aoki Palace", surrendering.
Liang Yan sat still at this moment, and emitted dozens of golden lights in succession, knocking back the flying swords in mid-air one by one. When it came to the fifth sword, the person holding the sword was from the "Ba Sword Hall" Lei Tianhu, this man had a black-edged long sword in his hand, and coupled with the sword intent of the people in front of him, he was like a mountain of tai, striking at the top of Liang Yan's head with his sword.
Brush!
At this moment, Liang Yan suddenly slapped the green gourd on his waist with one hand, and instantly a purple sword river rushed out.
This sword river had just appeared, thunder rang out in the hall, and countless sword energy swept around, and in the blink of an eye, Lei Tianhu's long sword was pushed away.
The nine leaders who originally participated in the "Qingfeng Nine Tribulations Formation" were all counterattacked by their own sword energy at this moment. Their faces turned pale as paper, and they took dozens of steps back before reluctantly stopping.
“Jian Gang!”
Mu Jianhan’s face, which had been watching the battle, changed. He was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were full of fear.
He only hesitated for a moment, and the next moment he raised his hand and shook it, and saw a frost-white flying sword flying out of his sleeve.
As soon as the sword appeared, the temperature of the entire Aoki Temple dropped rapidly. It was still spring in March just now, but now it has become the harsh winter of the twelfth lunar month. The surrounding area was so cold that it seemed that even the spiritual power could be frozen.
Mu Jianhan pinched the sword technique with one hand, and the frost-like long sword immediately surged with sword energy. Countless frost sword energy swept around and turned into a sword beam dozens of feet long.
"I am not talented. I was lucky enough to achieve the Sword Gang forty years ago. Now the sword gang of the 'Lingshuang Sword' has been compressed to more than fifty feet, which is slightly inferior to the Purple Thunder Sword Gang of my fellow Taoist. I can't tell you this time. It's better to use more to bully the less." Mu Jianhan said with a solemn expression.
Liang Yan was still sitting on the wooden chair. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "It doesn't matter! Since it was Liang who drew the path himself, he must continue whatever he says. Come on together! Sect Master Mu doesn't have to I have some scruples, and Liang will never tell anyone about today’s sword fight!”
Mu Jianhan nodded slightly and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lingshuang Sword had already cut through the sky, like frost falling from the sky, and slashed straight towards Liang Yan.
Seeing this, Liang Yan did not hold back at all. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword rushed up and fought with Mu Jianhan's Lingshuang Sword.
The two sides fought with swords. The two swords fought fiercely back and forth in the hall, and the clanging sword sounds were endless.
Mu Jianhan's swordsmanship is superb, the Frost Sword is unpredictable, and the sword's energy is so cold that everything it touches turns into frost. Even with Liang Yan's ability, it is difficult to gain the upper hand for a while.
At this time, the sword energy in the "Green Wood Hall" was everywhere, and countless scratches appeared on the wall. If it weren't for the special material of this hall, the extremely large area, and the intentional control of Liang Yan and Mu Jianhan, there would only be a few scattered swords. When his anger hit the wall, this huge "Aoki Temple" might have been destroyed in the sword fight between the two.
The more Liang Yan fought, the more surprised he became, and he couldn't help but think highly of Mu Jianhan. This Qingyu Sword Sect is the only one with a Golden Core Realm monk, but it is able to gain a reputation second only to the five great sects, and is neutral among many forces. It is probably because of Mu Jianhan's reputation.
He was secretly surprised, but he didn't know that Mu Jianhan was even more frightened. This "Greenwood Palace" was specially constructed and had a blessing effect on the swordsmanship and formation of the Qingyu Sword Sect. He occupied the right time and place, and with his gold The cultivation level of the middle-stage alchemy level is actually still unable to defeat the sword cultivator in front of him who has just advanced to the golden elixir level.
Those purple thunder sword energy rushing and raging in mid-air were like savage beasts, giving Mu Jianhan the illusion that every time he made a move, he would face the danger of life and death!
As for the other nine leaders, their faces were pale at this moment, and they did not flinch. They still formed the "Qingfeng Nine Tribulations Formation", but they did not attack continuously like before, but supported them from the side. , assisting Mu Jianhan's attack.
At this time, all the tables, chairs, flower beds, and beams in the main hall had been damaged. Only the wooden chair under Liang Yan's seat was still standing without any damage.
Everyone knew it well and knew that Liang Yan used his extremely powerful magical power to protect the wooden chair. The nine masters are all people with clear minds. They understand that it is extremely difficult to defeat this person today. Only by finding a way to sneak attack the wooden chair under his buttocks can there be any hope of victory.
Su Yue and the other eight people looked at each other. Everyone understood and nodded in unison. brush! brush! brush!
The sound of a series of flying swords piercing the air came, but nine people used their strength at the same time. When Liang Yan and Mu Jianhan were fighting, they used their flying swords to slash at the wood under his buttocks. chair.
These nine flying swords roared from all directions, and the angles were extremely tricky!
According to everyone's assumptions, this person's natal flying sword has been restrained by the sect leader. At this time, there is no time to come back for help, and he can only rely on his own magical power to barely protect the wooden chair.
Although his magical power is strong, the wooden chair under his seat is just an ordinary object after all. Even if he can defend against one or two swords, it can't resist nine swords in a row. As long as the wooden chair is broken, he will be off the stool. Although the victory is not glorious, it is better than losing face.
Just when everyone was thinking carefully and looking forward to it, Liang Yan on the wooden chair used one hand to pinch the gourd at his waist, and a moment later there was another black sword gang. And out!
This sword is filled with the meaning of death, and there are black lotus flowers in the long river of sword energy. The leader of the Nine Great Sword Hall just looked at it a few more times, and then he felt his eyes stinging and his consciousness separated. It seemed that even the life in his body was shattered by the black sword lotus.
"What is that?"
"Why is there a sword gang?"
The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Before they could react, the black sword gang had already appeared. Sweeping all around, just one sword blow knocked away all the flying swords of the nine masters!
The nine people each felt their hearts trembled. They felt a sword energy of decay and death lingering around them, and there was a sense of depression in their chests that could not be eliminated. They actually had hallucinations, as if they saw a pile of bones. , and one of the skeletons is himself!
At this moment, a long roar was heard, and then golden light spread, pushing everyone present back dozens of feet.
When the nine heads heard this roar, they felt their throats tingle. The next moment, they all raised their heads and spit out a mouthful of blood!
As the blood spurted out, the depression in their chests gradually dissipated, and their originally pale faces gradually regained their vitality.
The nine people each broke into a cold sweat. When they came back to their senses, they couldn't help looking at each other.
But Mu Jianhan's face was indifferent. At this time, he put away the Lingshuang Sword and retreated into the crowd. He slightly cupped his hands towards Liang Yan and said:
"Fellow Taoist swordsmanship can lead to the gods. , Mu Mou is willing to give up! Thank you Daoist for stopping in time, so as not to hurt my disciples!”
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy!" The heads of the Nine Great Sword Halls all said in unison.
The nine people just joined forces to attack the wooden chair under Liang Yan's buttocks. The "Qingfeng Nine Tribulations Formation" was quite mysterious. Liang Yan was forced to have no choice but to use the Black Lotus Sword Gang to fight back.
As soon as the sword was released, death aura spread. Although the nine people were superb in swordsmanship and had supernatural powers far beyond those of their peers, they were still vulnerable in the face of this death sword aura.
If Liang Yan hadn't used the "Swearing in the Streets" in "Eight Divisions of Evolution" in time, and a Buddhist roar shook out the stagnant death energy in their chests, they would have been reduced to bones.
When Mu Jianhan saw his second sword unsheathed, he knew that his defeat was certain. When he saw him again, he was merciless and even saved his disciples. He couldn't help but feel relieved. One breath.
The reputation of Qingyu Sword Sect is small, but the thousand-year foundation created by the founder is huge, and it must not be destroyed by one's own hands like this! As long as the other party has no ill intentions and does not harm his disciples, then no matter what the purpose of coming here, it is still easy to negotiate.
"My fellow Taoist swordsmanship is far superior to mine. Mu is convinced. However, our sect has always been secluded and independent. I wonder what the purpose of my friend's coming here is?" Mu Jianhan asked tentatively.
Seeing him admitting defeat, Liang Yan immediately smiled slightly, raised his hand to collect the two flying swords of Zi Lei and Hei Lian. At the same time, he took a step forward, cupped his hands and said:
"Sect Master Mu, Liang I am not here to embarrass the noble sect. On the contrary, I am here to bring a great opportunity to the Qingyu Sword Sect!”
“Opportunity?”
The nine leaders present all looked at me and me, looking completely confused.
Are you giving me a chance? Is there any way to say that you should beat someone up first when you get the chance?
Even Mu Jianhan frowned slightly, obviously not believing what he said.
However, Liang Yan chuckled, and suddenly raised his hand, and saw several streams of light flying out of the storage ring, turning into light groups of different colors, suspended in mid-air.
The Nine Leaders looked attentively. When they saw clearly what was in the light group, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They heard someone shouting: "Taibai Gengjin, Shen Yuanmu, Galaxy Sand. And Red Fire Black Gold!”
The treasures in these light groups are all genius treasures that are extremely helpful for sword cultivation. Some can train the flying sword of one's own life, and some can enhance one's own perception and sword intention. Almost everyone in the Qingyu Sword Sect has They are all sword cultivators, so they naturally know how precious these treasures are, and their hearts are filled with excitement.
Liang Yan only got a few of these treasures, such as Taibai Geng Gold, Shen Yuan Wood, Xinghe Sand, etc. from Nanchui, but most of the rest were obtained from Hades. obtained.
Among them, the Red Fire Black Gold is the most precious. For monks who have advanced to the Sword Gang stage, this object can assist in compressing and condensing the Sword Gang, saving a lot of time in hard training. Even Mu Jianhan was stunned when he saw it. Very excited.
Liang Yan had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, touched his chin at this time, and said with a smile: "Liang once said that you have to worship the mountain with 'rites', so naturally you can't go back on your word, I don't know Are you satisfied with these greeting gifts from me?"
As soon as he said this, everyone present, including Mu Jianhan, was slightly stunned, and for a moment they didn't know how to answer.
Ordinary people say that you must first be polite and then use force, but when it comes to Liang Yan, it is exactly the opposite. He is first to use force and then be polite.
These years of ups and downs have made him understand the truth, that is, only if you are strong enough to intimidate others can you qualify for "ritual".
So the first thing he did when he came to visit the mountain was to convince everyone! Only after everyone agrees on his strength can they sit down and negotiate.
Mu Jianhan looked at the heavenly materials and earthly treasures suspended in mid-air. After a long time, he asked in a probing tone: "What are your requirements, fellow Taoist, please make it clear!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said lightly:
"I want to enter the sword tomb of your sect!"
(End of this chapter)