Chapter 1323 Ancestor of the Wan Family
The old man in Taoist robes used his magical power, and the sky was filled with the power of thunder.
Unlike Liang Yan's Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword, at this moment, there is no trace of the sword's artistic conception in the air, but only the pure power of thunder and lightning.
Boom!
Countless thunderbolts as thick as water tanks struck down from high altitudes, their power was unstoppable!
Yang Jianying squinted her eyes, but did not retract the flying sword, but instead used her spiritual power to slash towards the sky.
The white sword light, like a Tai Chi arc, tore the sky apart and stopped the thunder in the sky!
In mid-air, countless electric lights came and went, illuminating the dark sky like daylight!
However, under Yang Jianying's sword light, these thunderbolts were shattered to pieces without exception, and none of the thunderbolts could surpass his sword light.
“Huh?”
The old man in Taoist robes was taken aback. Only now did he realize that the junior in the Tongxuan realm in front of him was not as simple as he thought!
"You are not a monk from the four major families! Say! Who are you? Why do you come to Kunshan Region?" the old man in Taoist robes shouted sharply.
"Let's talk about these questions after you block my 'White Scale Sword'."
Yang Jianying said lightly, and the sword formula in his hand changed again, and the white sword light rose into the sky, like a thin line. The long aurora instantly penetrated the lightning barrier in mid-air.
Brush!
The sword pill broke through the air, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and in just a few breaths, the sword light had already landed on the head of the old man in Taoist robes.
“No!”
The old man in Taoist robe secretly screamed in his heart. He really didn’t expect that this small sword pill could actually penetrate the lightning barrier that he had condensed with his magic power. .
However, he is also a monk in the Tribulation Realm. At this moment, he was calm in the face of danger. He raised his hand and patted the crane under the seat, turning into an afterimage and disappearing in an instant.
The next moment, the light of the white-scaled sword flashed across the sky, cutting the shadow of the old man in Taoist robes into two halves.
"Sword Infant!"
The true form of the old man in Taoist robes slowly emerged in the distance, with a hint of fear on his face.
“I didn’t expect that a mere junior in the Tongxuan Realm could actually cultivate a Sword Infant. No wonder you are so unscrupulous!”
The old man in Taoist robes gave Yang Jianying a deep look, no Act rashly again.
Yang Jianying shocked the opponent with a sword, and did not continue to pursue him at this time. Instead, he looked at the man in white robe in the distance.
"Who are you? Why do you tie the monks of the Wan family together?"
"Me?"
The white-robed monk laughed and said: "I am in Dongyang, and the people of the Wan family have offended me. Of course I have to teach them a lesson."< br>
Yang Jianying nodded and said: "Can you please give me Wan Gaoming, fellow Taoist Yu, who secretly planned to kill my friend, and I want to avenge him personally."
"It turns out that this person secretly planned to kill my friend." You have a grudge.”
Yu Dongyang glanced at the Wanjia monks on the red rope. These people had all had their dantians and meridians locked up. At this time, they were just lambs to be slaughtered, and they were all trembling.
Especially Wan Gaoming, who just saw with his own eyes the power of Yang Jianying's sword, forcing his ancestors to retreat, and now he said he wanted to kill himself for revenge, he was really scared out of his mind.
"This, this fellow Taoist, would you like to talk to me? Do we have any misunderstandings? Although I have done some things to kill people and seize treasures, I can swear to God that I have never plotted against Taoism before. Friend!”
“Huh, you I have done so many scandals that I can’t remember them anymore?” Yang Jianying snorted and said, “Why did you forget Bai Xiaoyun so quickly?”
Hearing “Bai Xiaoyun” With these three words, Wan Gaoming's face instantly turned pale as paper.
"You are traveling with her."
"Not bad!"
Yang Jianying sneered: "My pseudonym at that time was Yang Tianqi! You took advantage of my absence to kill Bai Xiaoyun and seize You got the seal of the Bai family, do you remember it now?”
Wan Gaoming was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He knew that he was in danger today, and his only chance of survival was with his ancestor. On the body.
“Ancestor, save me!”
Wan Gaoming didn't bother to talk to Yang Jianying and turned to call for help from the ancestor of the Wan family.
The old man in Taoist robe did not dare to challenge Yang Jianying. When he heard Wan Gaoming's cry for help, he immediately turned his eyes and looked at Yu Dongyang in the distance.
"Junior named Yu, are you a bit arrogant when you capture members of the Wan family in front of me? I'll give you a chance to release my clan members quickly, and I will spare your life!" ”
“Huh?”
Yu A look of surprise appeared on Dongyang's face, and he pretended to be confused: "Senior, weren't you fighting Brother Yang just now? Why did you care about me when you had time? Let's do this, you two will fight again, Whoever wins, I will hand over these Wanjia monks to."
"Junior, do you think I am discussing with you?"
The old man in Taoist robes narrowed his eyes, a look of embarrassment and anger flashed across his face.
Nonsense! If he could defeat Yang Jianying, would he still be timid here? They had already used thunderous means to kill all three of them here.
Although the young man who wields the sword is only at the peak of Tongxuan, he has already shown amazing strength in the brief fight just now.
The old man in Taoist robes thought that he was not sure that he could defeat Yang Jianying, so he changed his target to Yu Dongyang.
After all, Yu Dongyang holds an elite monk from the Wan family and is also the hope of the next generation of the Wan family.
"Bad luck!"
The old man in Taoist robes cursed in his heart, and flew away from Yang Jianying without leaving a trace, flying in the direction of Dongyang.
In his opinion, it is simply impossible to challenge the ancestors of the Huajie Realm with his cultivation in the Tongxuan Realm. The reason why Yang Jianying can do it is because he has become a Sword Infant. .
Swordsman monks are scarce, and only one in ten thousand can become a Sword Infant. Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that there is a challenge beyond the level.
But this is just a very rare case after all. In the entire Kunshan Domain, among the four major cultivating families, there are countless talented disciples, but none of them can challenge beyond the next level.
Not to mention overcoming levels, he couldn't even survive ten moves in the hands of the ancestor of the Transformation Tribulation Realm!
So, in the eyes of the old man in Taoist robes, although Yang Jianying is a hard nut to crack, the other two Tongxuan Zhenjun here are just ants.
"That person surnamed Yang is not easy to mess with. I'd better attack the other two first. Since Yu Dongyang dares to hurt my Wanjia disciples, I will use thunderous means to kill this person first!"
Thinking of this, the old man in Taoist robes had a hard expression. He hid his right hand in his sleeve and made a magic spell without leaving any trace.
In mid-air, hundreds of thunderbolts fell from the sky, and finally turned into lightning spears. As the old man in Taoist robes stretched out his finger, all these lightning spears pierced Yu Dongyang's chest. "Old guy, you don't care about your descendants?"
Seeing this, Yu Dongyang smiled and did not dodge. He only lightly hooked it with his right index finger. He pulled the monks from the Wan family over and blocked them in front of him.
“Despicable and shameless!”
The old man in Taoist robes was so angry that he cursed. Seeing that his children and grandchildren were all exposed to the thunder, he had no choice but to forcefully change the method and kill all the thunder and lightning masters. The attack trajectory of the spear deviated three inches to the left.
The powerful force of thunder almost brushed against the fleshy bodies of Wan Gaoming and others. Many of those who were not sufficiently cultivated had their skins burnt black by the electricity.
"Ancestor, show mercy!"
"Ancestor, have mercy on me, ancestor, have mercy on me!"
"Ancestor! I have made great contributions to the Wan family! Don’t kill me!”
A series of screams, mixed with pleas for mercy, came from the mouths of the Wanjia monks, which sounded very miserable.
"Useless trash, shut up!"
The old man in Taoist robes shouted so sharply that all the monks from the Wanjia family fell into silence and did not dare to speak out again.
In fact, according to his original idea, he planned to take advantage of Yu Dongyang's lack of vigilance to severely injure him with one move, and then take the opportunity to save his descendants.
Who would have thought that this person's reaction speed was so fast? He had already sensed the danger just after his magical powers appeared. Moreover, this person's first reaction was not to run away, but to take advantage of the monks from the Wan family. shield!
“Boy, you succeeded in irritating me, I will cut you into pieces!”
As soon as the old man in Taoist robes finished speaking, the crane beneath him had a close connection with him, and instantly turned into an afterimage, rushing in the direction of Yu Dongyang.
According to his idea, Yu Dongyang has thousands of monks as hostages, so he must not attack from a distance, otherwise his magic has no eyes, and even if he can kill Yu Dongyang, it will inevitably affect his descendants.
The best way is to attack at close range, use the powerful pressure of the Tribulation Realm to shock the opponent, and then wait for an opportunity to take back the hostages.
After thinking about this, the old man in Taoist robes let the crane under his seat fly in the air. The speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Yu Dongyang in just an instant.
"Death to the little thief!"
The old man in the Taoist robe waved his sleeve, and a three-foot-long bolt of lightning condensed into a sword in his hand, and then stabbed Yu Dongyang's chest with the sword.
"Ancestor of the Wan family, you are so fast!"
Yu Dongyang's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was still no sign of panic. The red rope followed his thoughts and flew in the air. With a twist, the necks of Wan Gaoming, Wan Hai and others were sent to the sword of the old man in Taoist robes.
However, this time, the old man in Taoist robes seemed to have expected it. The thunder sword in his hand suddenly exploded while stabbing Wan Gaoming, and turned into a thunder and lightning cage, killing all the Wanjia monks on the red rope. Shrouded in.
Stab it! Stab!
The violent thunder power bloomed on the surface of the cage. Yu Dongyang, who was still holding the red thread, changed his expression. He saw that all the monks from the Wanjia family he had worked so hard to capture had been locked in the cage, and a large amount of thunder power was directed at him. Call.
Faced with the deliberate attack from the cultivator in the Transformation Realm, Yu Dongyang seemed to have no way to deal with it. In panic, he could only let go of the red rope and turned into a ray of light and flew back.
The old man in Taoist robes was happy when he saw this. He hurriedly made a hand seal with his hands and used the thunder and lightning cage to protect his descendants. Then he raised his hand and moved the thunder and lightning cage to his side.
After rescuing the Wan family members, he did not intend to let things go too far. With a pinch of the magic formula in his left hand, countless thunderbolts suddenly emerged from the void around him.
With the movement of his spiritual power, these thunders all gathered at one point, and became bigger and bigger, until they finally looked like a giant ball of thunder and lightning, suspended in mid-air.
Without the threat of hostages, the old man in Taoist robes no longer had any worries. At this time, he pointed towards Dongyang with one hand and shouted in his mouth:
"Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, The giant lightning ball pierced the sky and reached Yu Dongyang's head in an instant.
The next moment, the lightning ball exploded suddenly, countless thunder lights flew in all directions, and the terrifying power spread, causing the nearby void to shake with thunder.
Boom!
The dazzling white light pierced the clouds and illuminated the entire Wanshou City like daylight. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on it, including Yang Jianying and Liang Yan.
Yang Jianying looked at the place where the lightning ball exploded, her expression did not fluctuate at all, but there was a thoughtful look in her eyes.
Liang Yan, on the other hand, squinted his eyes and revealed a subtle smile.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, you seem to have discovered something?"
Under the thunderous light in the sky, Yang Jianying suddenly turned around and looked at Liang Yan not far away.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang, why bother asking this question? Don't you already have the answer in your own mind?" Liang Yan laughed, with a noncommittal look on his face.
After hearing this, Yang Jianying nodded and said slowly: "This is not easy in Dongyang."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the old man in Taoist robes in the air let out a light sigh and raised his head again. Looking at it, he found that all the lightning had dissipated, but Yu Dongyang was nowhere to be seen.
According to the prediction of the old man in Taoist robes, Yu Dongyang would not be able to resist this full-force attack. Under the bombardment of the power of thunder and lightning, there would be only one way to die.
However, at this moment, Yu Dongyang's body was not found in the air, and not even a corner of his clothes was seen.
"How could this happen?"
The old man in Taoist robes murmured to himself, as if he couldn't believe it.
The spiritual consciousness in his body swarmed out, and the huge power of spiritual consciousness instantly covered the entire Wanshou City, not even a blind spot was missed, frantically searching for Yu Dongyang's whereabouts.
However, just when the old man in Taoist robes was using all the power of his spiritual consciousness to search the East Ocean, the thunder and lightning cage that enveloped thousands of monks beside him shook slightly.
A faint red light sprang out from the cage at an extremely fast speed without any aura fluctuations. It only took an instant to reach behind the old man in Taoist robes.
The old man in Taoist robes who was frantically searching for Dongyang suddenly felt a chill coming from the back of his head. The heavenly senses were activated instantly, and an omen of extreme danger arose in his heart.
“Not good!”
The old man in Taoist robes shouted in his heart. He no longer cared about searching in the East Ocean. His whole body turned into a black ray of light and soared into the sky from the back of the crane, intending to Fly high.
However, just after his figure was less than three feet in the air, he felt his right foot tighten, as if it was tied by something.
The old man in Taoist robes was shocked. He lowered his head and saw that it was a slender red rope. One end was tightly wrapped around his right foot, but the other end was submerged into the void.
A cunning and strange force poured into his body and blocked his eight extraordinary meridians. At this time, all the spiritual power in the main meridians was uncontrollable and flowed downward spontaneously. In the end, it was all absorbed by the red rope.
(End of this chapter)