Chapter 1218 Fierce Fight at Luofeng Temple
Liang Yan and Confucian God General fought several times, both due to coincidence and their positions.
Ever since he first encountered the secret conversation between Confucian God General and Gou Qi, he had become a thorn in each other's side. In order to prevent the matter from leaking, Ling Chongxiao wanted to kill him.
In addition, Liang Yan was involved in the disputes in Xuanyuan City. One was the guest of the sixth princess, and the other was the staff of the second prince. The two camps were in different camps, and there was a dispute over their positions.
Although they themselves have no deep hatred, at this point, no one is willing to back down. They want to compete and decide life and death!
Hearing the sarcasm of the Confucian God General, Liang Yan's expression did not change, and he suddenly smiled and said:
"In that case, Liang came to learn the methods of the Confucian God General!"
"Duan "As soon as the words were spoken, a ray of silver light had already cut across the sky. The distance of a hundred feet was only an instant. Before Xuanyuan Lingwei and others could see clearly, the silver sword light had already landed on the head of Confucian God General.
Brush!
The sword light struck Ling Chongxiao's head, but no blood burst out. The figure rippled gently like water waves, and disappeared on the spot after a moment.
"Where are the people?"
Everyone present was slightly stunned, and even Liang Yan frowned.
But the next moment, he used the "Eight Divisions of Evolution" technique, and seemed to see something. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole person turned into a gray escaping light, flashing backwards. In the blink of an eye, he retreated hundreds of feet away.
The moment he just stepped back, the void above his head suddenly cracked, and a big hand covered with black hair suddenly poked out, swarming in with huge force, downwards like an eagle's claws. Grasp.
This time, only the afterimage of Liang Yan was caught.
Although Ling Chongxiao's traces were strange, Liang Yan's "Eight Parts of Evolution" was also very mysterious. As early as the moment the opponent took action, he had already sensed it and avoided it in time.
However, the black hand had the upper hand and refused to let Liang Yan go. At this moment, he trembled slightly, the hairs on his palms stood up, and actually shot towards him!
Thousands of black silk threads contain extremely sinister power, falling like black drizzle.
Liang Yan was in mid-air and had just escaped the sneak attack from the big black-haired hand. At this time, he was covered in black drizzle, making it impossible to escape.
But he didn't panic. He twisted his body and a crack appeared on his forehead.
A vertical eye emerged from the crack, the pupil rotated slightly, and a black beam of light shot out.
The black drizzle that was originally pouring down suddenly stopped in place when illuminated by this beam of light, and could no longer fall.
Liang Yan got free time, raised his hand and slapped the Taixu Gourd, and the Mayfly Sword Pill shot out and struck somewhere in the sky above his palm.
The sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, a muffled groan came from the void, and a figure staggered out.
This man in Confucian robes and long robes, with a handsome face, is the Confucian god general Ling Chongxiao who disappeared just now!
But at this moment, the Lun scarf on his head had been cut off by Liang Yan's sword, and his hair was hanging down. He no longer looked as graceful as before, and looked very embarrassed.
"You! Why are you Jianwan so different from before?!"
Confucian God General opened his eyes wide and looked at Liang Yan below, his face full of dismay A look of confidence.
This person is very scheming. Even if he feels that he can defeat his opponent with his own strength, he is not willing to fight head-on. Instead, he likes to win by sneak attack.
When Liang Yan was fighting with the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest just now, he was hiding in the dark, hoping to wait for Liang Yan to reveal his flaws before attacking him unexpectedly.
Who would have known that Liang Yan had not used all his strength from the beginning to the end, and that he was already about to kill the Seven Sages before the sword was even taken out of its sheath.
The Confucian God General and the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest both work for Xuanyuan Haoyu. If he really refuses to save him, it will be difficult to explain when he returns. He is forced to show up to save him.
When he saw Liang Yan casually transforming objects into swords, he had already seen that the opponent's cultivation level had improved again. He was very cautious in his heart, but deliberately pretended to be disdainful on the surface, just to paralyze his opponent and sneak attack secretly.
Unexpectedly, this sneak attack, instead of severely injuring the opponent, actually caused a hidden loss for myself.
Faced with Ling Chongxiao's question, Liang Yan had no intention of answering.
With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, his whole body turned into a gray light and soared into the sky, avoiding the coverage of the black rain. Then he moved the sword light horizontally and slashed towards Ling Chongxiao with the Mayfly Sword Pill.
Now that the sword baby is ready, the power of the sword pill is certainly not the same.
The same sword was used last time in the forbidden area of the back mountain, and the Confucian God general was talking and laughing, but this time, his face was extremely serious, and he did not dare to be careless at all.
He pinched the secret and dispersed the giant black palm, then waved his sleeve and threw a black inkstone into the air.
The inkstone is called the "Tiger Waiting Pointing Inkstone". It is made of ten thousand years of cold crystal. Its material itself is considered indestructible, and the ink in the inkstone is even more mysterious!
"The Tiger's Pointing Inkstone" was suspended in mid-air. Ling Chongxiao pinched the magic formula in his hand and muttered something in his mouth.
The next moment, the ink flew out of the inkstone, and a large area of the sky was dyed black, like a giant splash-ink landscape painting.
The mountains in the painting are continuous and majestic, with flags fluttering on the mountains. It seems to be a battlefield. Soldiers are drawn in large and small ink, each wearing a battle armor and full of murderous intent!
“Kill!”
As the general in the painting roared, thousands of soldiers rushed out!
Countless generals, warriors, and chariots made of ink appeared in mid-air. The wheels were rolling, the beasts were roaring, and the black flags were connected. The entire Luofeng Temple was in a state of solemnity!
And they have only one goal, and that is Liang Yan!
“I have long heard that the Taoist sect has a saying of ‘throwing beans into soldiers’, but I didn’t expect that Confucianism also has a saying of ‘splashing ink into paintings’!”
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes and faced this person. The Confucian general, whose magical powers are unpredictable, also dare not be careless in the slightest.
He displayed the "Bodhi Mirror", and everything and all the changes around him in the sky above Luofeng Temple were reflected in his sea of consciousness.
"Go!"
After seeing his opponent's moves clearly, Liang Yan did not choose to retreat, but instead charged into the enemy's formation with his sword.
Among thousands of troops, a cyan sword light is invincible!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In mid-air, the war beasts roared and the military drums sounded!
A burly general raised his hammers and hit Liang Yan on the head; another short, fat general rounded his long knife and slashed into his lower abdomen; and someone came around behind Liang Yan and used The dagger in his hand stabbed his neck.
"Hmph!"
Liang Yan snorted coldly, his face as calm as water, and without even looking, with a thought in his mind, the Mayfly Sword Pill thrust forward through the two hammers, knocking the burly The general cut him in half with one strike of his sword.
Then the sword light dispersed, and the green sword energy whipped up a whirlwind, smashing the two generals behind him into pieces. brush! brush! brush!
In the majestic military formation, a little green light rushed left and right. Wherever it passed, corpses were everywhere, like tigers descending from the mountain, overwhelming!
Ling Chongxiao saw it from a distance and was extremely surprised.
His "Tiger Pointing Inkstone" has a great origin. It was given by Xuanyuan Potian himself. It is an imitation of the "Xuanyuan Soldier Talisman". Although it is far inferior to the magic weapon used by the saint, it is still in use. It is rare to find an opponent among monks in the same realm.
Logically speaking, Liang Yan is only in the middle stage of Tongxuan. Even a small group of soldiers in the magic weapon can take him down, let alone a thousand troops.
But now I am activating the magic weapon with all my strength, exerting all its power, but I still can't stop this cyan sword!
"People say that there are three people who are separated from each other, so they should look at each other with admiration. I didn't expect that this kid would reach this point after not seeing him for only a month!"
The Confucian God General thought to himself, and his expression was extremely solemn.
Seeing that none of the generals in mid-air could stop each other, he threw the Golden Wheel of Wind and Fire out again. This magic weapon was refined by him with his own blood and essence, and contained endless power of wind and fire.
The fire takes advantage of the wind, not only being more powerful, but also extremely fast. Everyone below saw only a flash of red light, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, and the next moment it reached the top of Liang Yan's head.
“Well done!”
Liang Yan was getting ready to kill, but he was not afraid at all. He punched the sky with a golden light from his right hand.
Bang!
As a loud noise came, Buddhist golden light and red flames burst out in the air, and the dazzling light shone in all directions, as if it was raining fire on the top of Cuiyun Mountain.
The Wind and Fire Golden Wheel paused in mid-air, and Liang Yan's figure returned to the military formation with the help of the force of the recoil. With a thought in his mind, the Mayfly Sword Pills swirled around, In an instant, dozens of Mo Shadow generals were killed.
“Good boy, you will definitely die today!”
Confucian God General roared angrily, spread out his right hand, hooked his five fingers, and grabbed it from the air like an eagle's claws.
Countless black threads appeared out of thin air in all directions, like a huge black hand, holding Liang Yan in the palm of his hand.
The next moment, as Confucian God General's right hand suddenly clenched, those black silk threads were like sharp blades, cutting towards Liang Yan quickly.
Although Liang Yan is fighting in the military formation, he has already started the operation of "Eight Divisions of Evolution". At this time, his eyes are looking at six directions and his ears are listening from all directions. Even though the black thread is silent, it is still moving just now. He sensed it the moment it appeared.
“Hmph, it’s this trick again, is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?”
Liang Yan sneered, raised his hand, and the fixed light sword turned into a silver light, surrounding himself and cutting off the black threads that tried to attack him one by one.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
In the battlefield, the swords are constantly ringing, the green sword kills the enemy, and the silver sword protects the body!
After Liang Yan advanced to Sword Infant, not only was his flying sword more powerful, but he was also more comfortable in using sword moves. At this moment, he himself was the commander of the sword, and Mayfly and Dingguang were like two generals, working together in tacit understanding. It's like being in a deserted place among millions of troops!
“It’s rude to come without reciprocating. Since Senior Ling can’t do anything, it’s Liang’s turn next!”
Liang Yan parried Ling Chongxiao's violent attack. At this moment, he sneered and his entire right eye suddenly turned gray.
“It’s this move again!”
Ling Chongxiao’s face changed slightly. He had seen this move before, and he almost suffered a big loss at that time. He almost subconsciously looked at his chest. go.
But this time, his reaction was much faster. In just one thousandth of a breath, he suddenly came to his senses, shouted loudly, and raised his hand to slap it.
The powerful Confucian spiritual power surged out from the palm of his hand and turned into a bright galaxy in mid-air, blocking Ling Chongxiao's face.
"'Stardust turns into river energy'!"
Liang Yan's gray-white pupils shrank, and he secretly increased his magic power. The gray death energy spread in the galaxy, swallowing up a large amount of starlight in an instant.
"Stardust Transforms into River Power" is Ling Chongxiao's self-created magical power. It can suck the opponent's magic weapon and magical power into this strange galaxy. It is his strongest means of self-protection.
Death Qi is indeed powerful, annihilating everything in its path, but the interior of this galaxy is vast and boundless, with stars twinkling in the sky, and Death Qi can only swallow a very small part of it.
The two sides used their magical powers to fight against each other. By this time, it can be said that they have exhausted all their means.
With the help of Sword Infant, Liang Yan rushed left and right in the military formation and had killed nearly half of the army of "Tiger Waiting Order Bingyan". Wind, Fire, Golden Wheel and Black Soul Silk continued to attack him, but they could not break through. Can't fix the light of the lightsaber.
On the other side, the Confucian God General stood high in the sky. While using all his magic weapons and magical powers to attack Liang Yan, he was also concentrating on running the "Stardust Transforming River Power" to block Liang Yan's "Infinite Power". Go to "supernatural power."
In the Cuiyun Mountain, the two sides met again, and now after hundreds of moves, they were evenly matched!
"Am I right? What is the origin of this person, and he can actually compete with the divine generals?!"
Among the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, the man holding the brush looked horrified, and at this time he also He didn't bother to attack Xuanyuan Lingwei and others, but retreated far away with the other five people.
What happened today was far beyond their imagination.
I thought that Xuanyuan Lingwei would be captured with ease this time, but I didn’t expect that a evil star would appear on the way. Not only did he destroy his eldest brother’s physical body with one sword, but he also fought with Confucian God, one of the twelve divine generals. The fight will be inextricable.
"How can there be such a fierce man next to Xuanyuan Lingwei? Could it be that the third brother made a mistake in his divination and that His Highness is not a true dragon? Are we on the wrong side this time?"
The monk holding the writing brush secretly transmitted the message, and everyone else was slightly shocked after hearing this.
"What the second brother said is very possible! You must leave some room for everything. Whether you succeed today or not depends on the battle between God and that person. We should not rush to take action. We should leave the right to ourselves. A way out”
"Yes, that's exactly what it should be."
The Six Sages of the Bamboo Forest seemed to have reached an agreement, and took a few steps back with a tacit understanding, and did not take action against Xuanyuan Lingwei and others.
While everyone in Luofeng Temple was having different thoughts, a loud noise suddenly came from the mountain behind Jiuyun Mountain, where Wangxianya was located!
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise, as if the ice and snow were melting, the entire mountain range collapsed!
Liang Yanzheng, who was fighting fiercely with Ling Chongxiao, was startled when he heard this voice and hurriedly looked towards the back mountain.
I saw two rays of light, one red and one black, rushing out from the ruins of the mountain range.
Flying in front was an old man who was half a hundred years old, wearing brocade clothes and a beaded feather crown. Although he was dressed in a gentle and elegant manner, his face was very ugly at the moment.
Flying behind was an old monk with an inverted eyebrow, copper bell eyes, and a very fierce face, like an executioner who kills people.
The strange thing is that there is a young monk with beautiful features lying on his shoulder. At this time, his eyes are closed tightly and he bites the old monk's shoulder with his own teeth
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