Chapter 2170 Zuo Wanjian
“The Blood Prison Pagoda...exploded?”
Zuo Wu and others could not believe the scene before them.
The "Blood Prison Pagoda", known as the most powerful secret treasure in Yunmeng Mountain, can't even hold on for a few breaths...
Everyone who just vowed to suppress Liang Yan , at this moment, they all stood there blankly... Some people still maintained the posture of pinching and casting spells, but their faces were frightened, and they had completely lost the courage to do anything.
Liang Yan glanced at the crowd and sneered: "You said what you are doing is bad and you insist on touching my disciples. Who just said that you want to destroy my Wushuang Sword Sect?"
Although his tone was It's calm, but in everyone's ears, it's no different than a cry for life!
Especially Ji Boshan, he never dreamed that the man in front of him would cut his cherished "Blood Hell Pagoda" into powder with just one sword energy...
< br>The scene that just happened was completely beyond his understanding!
Ji Boshan was horrified in his heart. He reluctantly opened his eyelids stuck with blood and looked up.
I saw the man in gray standing quietly, surrounded by green silk, as if he had descended from an immortal to earth!
"Liang... Fellow Daoist Liang, listen to me... I was just confused for a moment and was deceived by a traitor. I never thought of taking action against the Wushuang Sword Sect."
"It's Zuo Wu! That's right! , everything was ordered by him! It was he who killed my apprentice, but Putting the blame on the Wushuang Sword Sect, I wanted to cause a conflict between our two factions. I also loved my disciples so much that I lost my mind and was taken advantage of by them."
At this time, Ji Boshan looked flustered. , completely different from the arrogant appearance before.
At this time of life and death, he couldn't care less about face and put all the blame on Zuo Wu.
"Haha."
Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Zong Master Ji has pushed it all away now. Where did your momentum go when you refused to say anything and wanted to kill all the disciples of my Wushuang Sword Sect? ?”
Ji Boshan’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the smile on his face, and he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. , an indescribable chill surged from the bottom of my heart...
“I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong!”
“I shouldn’t bully the weak, let alone underestimate Wushuang. Sword Sect, as long as you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to lead Feiyue Villa to join the Wushuang Sword Sect!”
In fact, Ji Boshan was seriously injured and almost ran out of gas, but his survival instinct still made him struggle to make a sound...
Faced with this man's pleading, Liang Yan shook his head.
"Now you know how to beg for mercy? It's too late! As for Feiyue Villa... Haha, I have shown you the map before. There is no location for Feiyue Villa in Yunmeng Mountain."
said After finishing, he waved his big sleeves and the green silk around him was dancing, instantly cutting Ji Boshan's body into countless pieces.
The master of the Tribulation Realm who had survived two disasters was so dead that he couldn't even catch Liang Yan's move...
Such a shocking scene fell in the eyes of Zuo Wu and others, frightening them to death!
"Dead? Ji Boshan just died like this? A master who has survived the second disaster is like a chicken or dog in front of him?"
"What is the origin of this person? I I have never seen such a terrifying sword move!" Xiao Yuanshan said with a horrified expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a piercing scream: "The God of Death! He...he is a God of Death! He wants to kill all of us!"
It turns out to be the top ten. Among the leaders, there was one whose heart was broken and was driven crazy by Liang Yan's aura.
Even Zuo Wu, the leader of Huan Yu Sword Sect, was cold all over at this time, his liver and gallbladder were bursting, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even say a word...
"Didn't you say you want to kill my disciple? Why don't you take action?" Liang Yan said with a half-smile.
After being glanced at by him, everyone fell into silence, not even daring to make a sound.
Zuo Wu knew that things were going to be difficult today. As his mind turned, he held the idea of giving it a try and cautiously said:
"Sect Master Liang, I admit that we are You are blind, but there are no casualties among your disciples. On the contrary, several people on our side died. As long as you agree, we will do our best to serve the Wushuang Sword Sect!"
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "If I let you go today, someone else will do the same in the future. Liang is going to tell everyone today that whoever dares to bully my apprentice will die!"
As soon as these words came out, Zuo Wu's heart immediately "thumped".
“It’s broken!”
He finally realized that today’s situation seemed to be the twelve sects besieging the Wushuang Sword Sect, but in fact it was Liang Yan who was plotting against them!
Liang Yan wants to set an example today and let everyone know that the disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect cannot be bullied!
"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey...We have all become chickens!"
Zuo Wu saw the situation in front of him clearly, and his heart was extremely sad.
He knew that Liang Yan could not let them go. He had been hiding it all before, just to establish his power today and catch them all!
At this moment, behind the crowd.
Zuo Guihong was sneaky and wanted to leave this place quietly while Liang Yan was confronting the leader.
He was protected by the secret treasure of the Huan Yu Sword Sect. Although he was seriously injured, he still retained a breath. He didn't care about his father's life and death, and just wanted to escape from this place.
However, he had only flown less than ten miles when he was suddenly locked by a force of magic, his escape light was shattered, and he was unable to advance or retreat.
"Oops..." Zuo Guihong's face changed drastically.
The next moment, the space shattered, and the mana took him through the void, and he returned to the battlefield soon.
Zuo Guihong looked back and met Liang Yan's eyes.
He felt a thump in his heart, and said with a smile: "Liang...Senior Liang, this junior is short-sighted. Please ignore the villain's fault and don't be on the same level as me."
"I heard that you are interested in me. Our family is Qingruo?" Liang Yan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Senior is joking, what kind of rotten fish am I, how can I be worthy of being favored by the fairy? I heard that the sect of senior is still short of a mountain-protecting spirit beast. Look at me lying down here. Doesn’t it look like me? Like a guarding spirit beast? "
Zuo Guihong made a funny look as he said this. The monks from all sects all showed disgust when they saw this scene.
You know, just before today, the young master of the Fantasy Feather Sword Sect was able to win the wind and rain. Although he was not a strong person in the Tribulation Realm, relying on the support of the sect, he was able to win the battle. Yunmeng Mountain can be said to be unruly.
Unexpectedly, after the situation was reversed, he would actually show such a flattering face. Even those monks from the third-rate sect couldn't do it, and he despised Zuo Guihong from the bottom of his heart.
Liang Yan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Young Master Zuo is quite capable of bending and stretching! However, I still like the way you were before, and you didn't mean that you wouldn't be able to do anything in this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain. Did you get something?”
When Zuo Guihong heard this, his face turned as pale as a sheet of paper and he shook his head. Shaking like a rattle: "There is no such thing! There is no such thing! Senior, please don't take it to heart. Just think of me as a fart and let me go."
"That won't work."< br>
Liang Yan said with a serious face: "Of all the people, you are the one who deserves to be killed!"
After saying that, with a finger of his hand, the sword energy penetrated Zuo Guihong's body, and the latter immediately let out a scream like a slaughtered pig!
“Ah!”
“No! Father…Father, save me!”
“I don’t want to die!”
……
Zuo Guihong's screams echoed on Tianji Peak.
Obviously, Liang Yan didn't want him to die too quickly. The fine sword energy was scraping away the bones and flesh in his body, making the man die slowly in extreme pain.
All the ten sect leaders saw this scene, but no one dared to stop it.
Surrounded by the sword energy of "All Creatures", they did not even dare to move a step, otherwise they would be Death and destruction! Even Zuo Wu was no exception. The head of the Huan Yu Sword Sect and the nominal leader could only watch his son perish in pain.
Just when everyone was at a loss, an old voice suddenly sounded in the air:
"That's enough! Stop hurting my great-great-grandson!"
...
But a moment ago, the Huan Yu Sword Sect was more than 100,000 miles away.
In the secret realm of the mountain gate, with mist curling up and haze gathering and dispersing, a white-haired old man sat upright on a lotus, his hands constantly changing the techniques, as if he was practicing some kind of strange technique.
Suddenly, he frowned and opened his eyes suddenly.
"What's going on? Why was Hong'er's life-saving jade talisman triggered?"
His eyes were full of doubts. He pinched his fingers on the lotus and calculated for a moment. His face suddenly changed and he said in surprise: "No. Okay! Who is so bold and dares to kill my great-great-grandson Zuo Wanjian!"
The white-haired old man waved his right sleeve, and the surrounding void shattered, and the entire secret realm of the mountain gate trembled!
In the Huan Yu Sword Sect, countless disciples were horrified and flew out of their caves one after another.
"What's going on? What was that noise just now?"
"I don't know, it seems to be in the direction of the secret realm..."
"Could it be that the ancestor has made another breakthrough?"
...
All the disciples behaved extremely They were excited and talking a lot, but they didn’t know that the white-haired old man in the secret realm was already full of evil spirits!
"Hong'er has won my heart. He is the younger generation that I value most. Who doesn't know about this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain? Even those leaders don't have the guts to touch him. Who is not short-sighted? Something!”
Zuo Wanjian's face was gloomy, and his heart was extremely angry.
But he quickly calmed down, made a spell with one hand, and began to concentrate on sensing the location of the jade talisman.
After a moment, Zuo Wanjian seemed to feel something and murmured:
"Hong'er should be hundreds of thousands of miles away, and his true spirit aura is quickly passing away. Even if I fly with all my strength, I'm afraid I can't save him even if I escape..."
"It seems that I can only use that move."
Zuo Wanjian sighed.
Since he invented that trick, he has never used it before.
Because in his eyes, none of the one hundred and twenty-eight sects in Yunmeng Mountain are worthy of this move.
“I wanted to use this trick to destroy the Demonic Sound Valley and the Thousand Talisman Sect ten days later, on my birthday, but I didn’t expect that it would be revealed in advance...”
“ No matter what, I haven’t taken action for a long time, and someone actually bullied my Huan Yu Sword Sect. It’s time to kill someone and establish my authority!”
Thinking of this, Zuo Wanjian no longer had any hesitation in his eyes.
I saw him sitting cross-legged, making seals with his hands, and sword energy surging all over his body... After a moment, with him as the center, streaks of snow-white sword energy appeared within a radius of a hundred feet.
These sword energies are flying like feathers, rising into the sky, more and more, like goose feathers and heavy snow!
"The fantasy sword condenses!"
There is no wave in Zuo Wanjian's eyes, and the whole person gradually becomes blurry, half-existent, and extremely ethereal...
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The entire Huan Yu Sword Sect was enveloped by an ethereal and clear sword intent!
Feeling this sword intent, all the disciples in the sect looked excited. Some people exclaimed: "This... is this the killing move created by the ancestor?"
"It's so awesome. The sword intent! As expected of the ancestor! Who can resist this move in Yunmeng Mountain?"
"Haha, it's time for Demonic Sound Valley and Qianfu Sect to withdraw from history. From now on, our Huan Yu Sword Sect will be the only one!"
"What a blessing! I joined the Huan Yu Sword Sect. My disciples, although my cultivation level is low, who dares to provoke our disciples from the Huanyu Sword Sect in the Yunmeng Mountains?”
"That's right, hahaha!"
......
The disciples of Huanyu Sword Sect are celebrating at this moment. Everyone feels that they have witnessed history. From now on, they will The sect you belong to will dominate the entire Yunmeng Mountain!
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles away, on Tianji Peak.
Suddenly, an unknown wind blew up. The wind was soft and gently blew over the hills. The bloody battlefield instantly became quiet, and even Zuo Guihong's screams gradually disappeared... …
At this moment, it was as if spring was blooming. Everyone present, except Liang Yan, felt a warmth coming from the bottom of their hearts!
“Huh?”
Zuo Wu and others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked around.
I saw that Tianji Peak had changed its appearance, white lotuses appeared out of thin air, and the originally chilling battlefield turned into a sea of lotus flowers.
A moment later, countless white feathers appeared out of thin air, as if there was a heavy snowfall, slowly falling from the air.
These feathers landed and quickly condensed into shape, turning into an old man with sword eyebrows in white clothes and white hair!
“Ancestor!”
Seeing this person’s appearance clearly, Zuo Wu couldn’t help but exclaimed:
“The Phantom Sword Condensation! This is It must be the ancestor’s new trick: Phantom Sword Condensation! Hahaha! The ancestor took action himself, we are saved!”
Although Zuo Wu is the head of the Huan Yu Sword Sect, he is the leader of the sect! The strong one has always been Zuo Wanjian!
It was only because this ancestor was obsessed with swordsmanship and had no intention of managing the sect that he handed over the position of head to his descendants.
As Zuo Wanjian’s most trusted descendant, he had long known that his ancestor had created a unique technique, but this unique technique had never been used before, and he was lucky enough to see it until this moment.
“It’s amazing!”
The other leaders were surprised and happy when they saw this scene.
What is surprising is that Zuo Wanjian’s magical power is actually manifesting here from a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles! Fortunately, I have a backer, and now I can save my life.
"Welcome to the ancestor of Huanjian!"
The ten masters all bent down to pay homage, their faces extremely respectful.
Zuo Wanjian didn't even look at them. His eyes fell on Liang Yan halfway up the mountain.
At this moment, the white lotus is in full bloom on Tianji Peak, the breeze is gentle, the sun is shining, and the soft atmosphere of spring is everywhere.
Only where Liang Yan was, there was still a river of blood and a murderous atmosphere!
With him as the center, within a radius of ten miles, the environment has not changed at all...
Seeing this scene, Zuo Wanjian couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. After a moment, he slowly said: "This fellow Taoist, there is no need to Is everything going to be done? Let my grandson go and everything can be discussed.”