Chapter 1058 Helping Hand
Hao Dawei's face was shining with excitement at this moment. He couldn't wait to kill Cang Yueming and went straight to Liang Yan.
In his opinion, with five Jindan realm monks joining forces, even if Cang Yueming has the means to reach the sky, he will not be able to escape death in the end.
I will personally defeat this monk who humiliated me, and then take him back and torture him slowly.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his two little eyes shining with excitement.
"Boy, you just had a good time talking, didn't you?"
At this time, Hao Dawei was like a bloodthirsty beast, staring at Liang Yan opposite him, while smiling sinisterly: "Wait a minute When I peeled off your skin, I wonder if you were still so eloquent?"
Facing this person's threatening words, Liang Yan's face was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes at all. From the beginning to the end, it was like He doesn't exist in general.
This made Hao Dawei even more angry. In his original expectation, it was not surprising that the man in gray robe was angry, timid, or sarcastic, but the other party's reaction did not take him seriously at all. Something happened.
“Boy, I want you to die!”
Hao Dawei roared angrily, and his strength suddenly exploded. He was an outstanding disciple of a family of physical practitioners, and his movements were naturally as fast as lightning. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of Liang Yan, and struck him with an iron fist as big as a sandbag. Come!
Liang Yan's eyes moved, and the next moment, he also punched forward.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, and the two fists intertwined, and they actually retreated more than ten feet at the same time.
"What? You are also a physical practitioner?" Hao Dawei had a strange expression on his face and stared at Liang Yan, looking up and down.
"I'm ashamed, I've dabbled a little, but I'm not very good at it." Liang Yan laughed.
The force of his punch just now was just right, just as good as Hao Dawei's, which made the two sides appear to be fighting a draw.
In fact, with Liang Yan’s magical power after comprehending the "Three Thousand Sins", coupled with the Hunyuan Immortal Golden Elixir in his body, if this punch was used with all his strength, Hao Dawei would have been blasted Not even the dregs are left.
However, Liang Yan doesn’t want to expose his magical power too early. What he wants to know most now is, what kind of strength can Cang Yueming have?
Cang Yueming suppressed Hao Dawei with one move just now. The sword intent was extraordinary. Although it was just a glimpse, Liang Yan also saw a lot of secrets from it.
Cang Yueming's swordsmanship was completely different from his own, and even he was amazed by the many subtle changes in it.
He really couldn't believe that this man was really a rogue cultivator, or was there some other origin for his swordsmanship?
In order to feel Cang Yueming's sword moves up close, Liang Yan instigated Ji Lai to go on stage to help. Ji Lai thought that he wanted to find a strong teammate to participate in the selection assessment, but he didn't know that Liang Yan It was because he became interested in Cang Yueming.
Hao Dawei's powerful and heavy punch was blocked by Liang Yan. Moreover, looking at the opponent's appearance, he seemed to be distracted and not paying attention to himself. He immediately became angry and angry. .
“You kid, don’t think you can escape this disaster just by taking one punch from me! I will show you my true strength now!”
As soon as Hao Dawei finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his chest. He saw a flash of yellow light all over his body, and thick earth-yellow scales actually appeared, covering every inch of his skin. .
"Hey, my 'Houtu Divine Weapon Armor' was personally refined by the clan leader for me. As a mid-stage Jindan cultivator like you, even if you are allowed to fight for three days and three nights, you will still be able to fight." It won't break my armor."
Hao Dawei laughed strangely as he spoke, and rushed toward Liang Yan again like an arrow from a string.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With three punches in a row, Liang Yan clearly felt that the opponent's strength had become much stronger. It must be the benefit that the "Houtu Divine Armor" brought to this person.
Although he was a little curious in his heart, he remained calm on the outside and only used the simplest moves to fight Hao Dawei.
The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in mid-air. The more they fought, the more puzzled Hao Dawei became. He secretly thought in his heart:
"His grandma's bear! I used 'Houtu' Divine Weapon Armor will use its own power The strength has increased by 30%, why can't he take down this kid in one fell swoop?"
Now, he has finally realized that this seemingly weak monk is definitely not bad at physical cultivation.
And this person gave him a very strange feeling, as if he would become stronger when he was strong. If he increased his strength by one point, then this person would correspondingly become stronger by one point. It seemed that even if he fought until the end of time, he would still be strong. It will always be a tie
What he didn't know was that at this moment, Liang Yan's attention was not on him at all.
Liang Yan seemed to be fighting "seriously", but in fact he was just making random moves to deal with Hao Dawei's attack, and his consciousness had already drifted to Cang Yueming.
In the mid-air, Cang Yueming fought alone against Tong Gu, Tong Lin, Tong Hao, as well as Hao Lianyun and Hao Tiande, the five late-stage Jindan realm monks. Although there were dangers everywhere, they did not fall for a while. signs of defeat.
His jet-black flying sword sometimes strolled in the air, sometimes as fast as the wind, and sometimes he wrote and drew. It didn't look like dancing with a sword at all, but like a literati using his pen. Using the sky as paper and using the sky as a sword, he splashed ink and composed poems on the battlefield, which looked quite free and unrestrained.
“What a unique swordsmanship and sword intent!”
The more Liang Yan looked at it, the more he appreciated it, and he had the urge to marvel at some of the subtle changes.
Since he practiced the "Tao Sword Sutra" and "The Phaseless Sword Sutra", some sword cultivators in the same realm have long been unable to enter the Dharma Eyes. However, when they saw Cang Yueming's sword moves, they were unreasonable. A feeling of sympathy and sympathy arose.
"What a Mo Xuan Sword!"
Even Tong Gu, who was fighting, couldn't help but praise him, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
He turned his eyes slightly, glanced around, and found that Liang Yan was actually an individual cultivator. He was having a fierce fight with Hao Dawei at the moment, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
Let’s look at the scholar who was born. He was currently fighting against his fourth sister, Tong Jiao. Although this person only defended but did not attack, and seemed to be at a disadvantage in the battle, he could catch Tong Jiao’s magic spells every time. It seemed that It's not like he will be defeated in a short time.
Tong Gu was a little surprised. You must know that these two people were only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. They were able to withstand the attacks of Tong Jiao and Hao Dawei. This really surprised him.
However, the man's eyes rolled slightly, and the next moment he smiled again, and suddenly shouted:
"Cang Yueming! You have run out of energy today, and you can't escape no matter what. Why do you still have to fight to the death if the five of us join forces to encircle and suppress you? Go, not only will you die, but you will also harm two innocent people. Do you deserve the name of 'South China Sea Swordsman'?"
Cang Yueming's face darkened when he heard what he said. , there was also a slight fluctuation in the state of mind, and there were immediately more flaws in the swordsmanship.
"Hehe, you also know that you can't leave alive today, why are you still resisting?"
When Tong Gu said this, his face suddenly straightened, and he shouted loudly: "Cang Yueming, I, Tong, also respect You are a person, as long as you show up If I surrender without resisting, I will swear on the honor of the Tong family that I will never harm these two fellow Taoists, and I will let them go safely afterward!" After hearing what he said, Cang Yueming showed a trace of struggle and hesitation on his face! There are more flaws in his swordsmanship.
Seeing that what he said was effective, Tong Gu couldn't help but feel happy, and continued to seduce:
"Cang Yueming, Cang Yueming, as a knight As a Confucian, you have to take responsibility for the things you do. Come on, why bother dragging others into trouble? Besides, these two guys are only at the middle stage of Jindan. Even if they fight to the death for you, they won't be able to defeat us. The outcome will only be worse. Can you just bear to watch them? Died tragically here?”
After saying these words, Cang Yueming's Mo Xuan Sword was obviously shaken, and his sword movements became extremely hesitant, and there was no longer the heroic spirit of splashing ink just now.
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this. He didn't expect that Cang Yueming, with his temperament, would be swayed by other people's words. He was about to speak, but unexpectedly someone was faster than him.
I heard a deep voice coming from mid-air and laughed: "Two fists are no match for four hands. The three of them cannot beat the seven of you, but what if we are added to the mix?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two rays of light pierced the sky, like meteors chasing the moon, and arrived in front of everyone in just an instant.
When the light dissipated and the figures inside were revealed, they were two middle-aged men.
One of them was unshaven, with disheveled hair, and was wearing a shabby linen gown, with a hemp rope tied casually around his waist, and seven or eight wine gourds dangling from it, making him look like a Like a drunken drunkard.
The other person is of medium height, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has a dignified appearance. Wearing a set of yellow straight-fronted robes, with a brocade robe with moon-white auspicious cloud patterns tied around his waist, he looks elegant and luxurious without being too exaggerated. If you have to find a word to describe this person's dress, If so, it would be the word "decent".
After these two people appeared, several people in the Tong family were surprised, especially Tong Gu, who showed an angry look and shouted coldly in mid-air: "It's you two again. A nosy person! ”
"Haha, this is called enemies on a narrow road!"
The middle-aged man in brocade robes laughed at first, then turned to Cang Yueming and hugged his fists: "Brother Cang, we are late!"
"It's not too late!"
Cang Yueming just happened to defuse Hao Lianyun's sneak attack with one sword. At this time, he laughed and said: "As a brother, I have met two more good brothers, and I will introduce them to you later! ”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in brocade robes shot a gleam of light in his eyes, swept it over Liang Yan and Ji Lai, and then smiled slightly. He smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"
"We'll chat later, let's help Brother Cang out first!"
After the drunkard monk dropped these words, he rushed in without looking back. After joining the battle group, he raised his palm into a sword and slashed in the air. Immediately, a crescent-like sharp blade burst out from his palm and went straight to Hao Lianyun, one of the three sons of the Hao family.
Hao Lianyun just made a sneak attack on Cang Yueming but failed, and was forced back dozens of feet by the opponent's sword. Just as he was thinking about how to use another method, he heard the sound of wind behind him, and an extremely domineering force rushed towards his back. !
He was startled. He twisted his body in mid-air, stopped his forward movement, and moved dozens of feet to the right.
Brush!
Hao Lianyun felt a sharp blade-like breath passing through the back of his head, actually cutting off a few strands of his hair.
He calmed down in mid-air, and immediately turned around to look. He saw a monk who looked like an alcoholic, stepping into the void, leaping a hundred feet, and heading straight towards him.
"What a rotten drunkard! How dare you sneak attack on me!"
Hao Lianyun was so angry that he could no longer care about the bright moon. He used all his strength and punched the drunkard monk.
At the same time, the monk in brocade robes who came with the drunkard monk suddenly raised his hand and patted it lightly after looking around. He saw a yellow dragon flying out from his fingertips and flying in the air. It became bigger and bigger, and finally went straight to Tonggu!
“Huh?”
Tong Gu’s expression changed. Although he didn’t recognize this brocade-robed monk, the power contained in that yellow dragon made even him somewhat fearful.
At this time, Tong Gu didn't have time to think too much. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, he immediately took back the blood-colored long knife that besieged Cang Yueming. At the same time, he pointed back and ordered the long knife to slash towards the person facing him. Here comes Huanglong.
Ang!
But when a dragon roar was heard, Xue Dao and Huang Long fought hard, and a dazzling halo burst out in mid-air. When the halo dissipated, the Xue Dao flew back, and Huang Long also They turned around and retreated, and the two sides actually fought evenly.
Tong Gu's face was solemn, and he ignored Cang Yueming at this time, and instead locked his energy firmly on the body of the brocade-robed monk.
In just a few moments, Tong Gu, the strongest of the Tong family, and Hao Lianyun, the strongest of the Hao family, have been lured away. The five golden elixir monks who originally besieged Cang Yueming are now There were only three people left.
Cang Yueming's confidence greatly increased, and she swept away the decline. Now with one against three, Mo Xuan's sword shined again, and actually defeated three monks of the same level!
At this moment, Liang Yan, who was "seriously" fighting with Hao Dawei, also had a look of surprise on his face.
He did not expect that the matter would change. The two golden elixir monks who appeared halfway should be Cang Yueming's friends, and they seemed to have quite strong magical powers.
"What are the origins of these two people?"
Liang Yan had just arrived and didn't know many monks at all. This question arose in his mind and he looked at Ji on the side.
Ji Lai was currently fighting with Tong Jiao sent by the Tong family. The magic weapon of this female cultivator was a colorful flower basket with seven colors of divine light condensed on it. Every time Tong Jiaoyu pointed at it, there would be a The divine light burst out from the flower basket, rushing to hit the target in the distance.
These divine lights are strange and unpredictable, and combined with the magical powers of Tongjiao Jindan in the later stage, they are even more powerful.
Originally, according to her idea, she only needed to release her flower basket divine light for a few rounds, and this young scholar in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir would be immediately penetrated through the meridians and turned into a dead corpse.
However, what surprised her was that this seemingly frail scholar actually had a strange and weird jade Ruyi, which was filled with precious light, and it actually blocked all her magical powers.
Thanks to: Qingfeng Tutulai, the celestial rat who loves reading books, for the reward!
(End of this chapter)