Chapter 2171 Fantasy Sword Condensation
As soon as Liang Yan finished speaking, Zuo Guihong seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and burst out laughing:
"Ancestor ! Ancestor, you are finally here! If you don’t show up, Hong’er will be tortured to death by this thief!” br>
"Liang, my ancestor of the Zuo family is here in person. You are by no means a match. If you are wise, let me go immediately, otherwise your Wushuang Sword Sect will be crushed!"
At this moment, Zuo Gui Hong gained confidence and no longer had the solemn expression when facing Liang Yan. He looked confident.
"Noisy."
Liang Yan had no expression on his face, pointed his hand, and more and more sword energy penetrated into his body.
These sword energies mashed Zuo Guihong's internal organs to pieces, and his skin and flesh were also torn apart. Ordinary people simply could not bear this kind of pain.
Soon, Zuo Guihong fainted from the pain...
Zuo Wanjian saw this scene from a distance, could not help but frown slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This fellow Taoist, I don’t know where you come from, but I can give you another chance. As long as you let my grandson go, I can pretend that nothing happened and allow your Wushuang Sword Sect to establish a foothold in Yunmeng Mountain.”
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Liang Yan was unmoved and chuckled: "Why do I need your approval to establish the sect of Wushuang Sword Sect? Besides, if my disciple falls into the hands of your Huan Yu Sword Sect today, will you let him go?"
After hearing this, Zuo Wanjian's face instantly darkened: "Do you, fellow Taoist, have to do something absolutely to the point of fighting to the death?"
Liang Yan shook his head and sighed: "Zuo Ten thousand Sword, Zuo Wanjian, you are also a strong man who has overcome eight difficulties. Haven't you seen the situation clearly yet? Why do you think Zuo Guihong can survive until now?"
Zuo Wanjian's expression changed. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he said: "Sect Master Liang, you mean... you are waiting for me?"
Liang Yan smiled half-heartedly: "From now on, there will be no Huan Yu Sword Sect in Yunmeng Mountain. ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but sneer.
“He is crazy! He actually wants to challenge the ancestor of the Huanjian!”
“The ancestor of the Huanjian is an existence that has crossed the level and fought against the sub-sage monks, and now he has created a ‘phantom sword’. The strength of the sword is unimaginable!"
"As long as the ancestor takes action, he will definitely lose! We can just wait and see the good show..."
The top ten masters all respect Zuo Wanjian as a heavenly being, because in their understanding Among them, it is impossible for ordinary people to defeat the existence that can cross the level and fight against the Yasheng.
Although Liang Yan's swordsmanship was astonishing, they had more confidence in Zuo Wanjian.
After hearing this, Zuo Wanjian also laughed angrily: "It seems that you don't take me seriously... Anyway, I haven't taken action for a long time, it's time to let the whole Yunmeng Mountain know about me. There’s a trick!”
After saying that, he waved his sleeves.
An invisible wave swept across the entire Tianji Peak. Lotus blossoms bloomed in mid-air, exuding an ethereal and clear sword intent, enveloping everyone present.
"Old... Ancestor..."
Zuo Wu let out an exclamation, and then became still.
To be precise, everyone is still at this moment!
The entire Tianji Peak seemed to be frozen in time. Everyone maintained the same posture as before, with different expressions and horrified eyes.
In this world, the only person who can move is Zuo Wanjian!
I saw him stepping on the void, and every time he took a step, a white lotus would grow under his feet.
Everyone's thinking became slow, but their eyes followed Zuo Wanjian's steps because they had never seen such a weird killing move before, so they were horrified in their hearts and their eyes were full of disbelief.
"Illusion Sword Condensation! This is the most powerful killing move that the ancestor has learned!" Zuo Wu exclaimed in his heart.
Although he cannot move and his thinking has become extremely slow, his admiration for his ancestor has reached its peak, which is simply astonishing!
In mid-air, Zuo Wanjian's figure was phantom-like, appearing to be non-existent, emitting an ethereal and clear glow.
Lotus grew under his feet. Every time he took a step forward, the sword intent in his body became more powerful. At the end, the sword intent was overwhelming, as if time and space had been frozen, making everyone feel an unprecedented sense of oppression!
From a distance, Liang Yan watched this scene quietly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Illusion Sword Condensation? The sword moves created by this man are somewhat mysterious..."
He was already in the state of sword mind, and his eyes were so vicious that he saw it in just a moment. Clues.
It turns out that this person can use the sword energy of the Phantom Sword to condense the incarnation outside his body, and manifest the sword's intention hundreds of thousands of miles away, making him invincible.
In addition, this person's sword intent is also unique.
The reason why everyone couldn't move was certainly not because Zuo Wanjian froze time and space. It was impossible for him to do that with his cultivation level.
In fact, it was Zuo Wanjian's sword intention that changed the surrounding environment and affected everyone's consciousness at the same time.
This is a kind of sword illusion. When everyone is shocked by his sword intention, their consciousness has been tampered with and then begins to seal themselves.
They unknowingly sealed their meridians and mana, but thought it was Zuo Wanjian's miraculous workmanship, so they completely lost their fighting spirit.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been slaughtered by Zuo Wanjian like a chicken or a dog. Unfortunately, the person he met was Liang Yan.
Liang Yan saw through this move, his face remained calm, but he nodded secretly in his heart.
“Dongyun Lingzhou is indeed the birthplace of sword cultivation. Even a sword cultivator in the gray area can have such attainments. I can’t imagine how wonderful those sword cultivation sects that have inherited their origins will be. Swordsmanship."
"There are countless heroes in the world. It seems that I came to the right place this time..."
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Liang Yan's face.
At the same time, Zuo Wanjian stepped on the lotus and reached the top of his head.
"I've already given you a chance. It's you who sought death on your own, but you can't blame me. But then again, you are proud enough to be able to die under the 'Illusion Sword Condensation'!"
Left Wan Jian looked down at Liang Yan with an arrogant look on his face.
He slowly stretched out his right hand, pointing the two fingers together like a sword, and the huge sword intent condensed on the fingertips!
At this moment, Zuo Wanjian seemed to have turned into an indestructible sword, exuding an unparalleled tyrannical aura. All defenses in the world were useless in front of him.
This aura shocked everyone on Tianji Peak.
Not only Zuo Wu and others, but also Shen Qianhe and Ouyang Mengqi who were hundreds of miles away were shocked.
These two people have never seen such a move before...
As soon as this move is used, the heaven and earth are suffocated, and all living things fall into silence. Even though they have practiced for thousands of years, they cannot use any magic power. , can only watch the opponent's sword light falling.
The two of them could not move, but they had only one thought in their hearts: "It's over! It's all over! The Peerless Sword Sect is over, the Demonic Sound Valley and the Thousand Talisman Sect... are also over!"
They have already Completely lost fighting spirit.
If before Zuo Wanjian created this move, the master of Demonic Sound Valley and the master of Qianfu Sect could barely resist this person, then now, even if all the monks from the two sects put together, they might not be able to block him. I can’t live with Zuo Wanjian alone!
"Sword cultivators are indeed powerful. We are no match at all. If we can leave this place alive today, we must go back and report to the leader, disband the sect and escape from the Yunmeng Mountains..." Shen Qianhe sighed secretly.
Just when the two of them were feeling despair, Zuo Wanjian had fallen from the sky and arrived in front of Liang Yan.
The sword energy surged from his fingertips, emitting a bright glow, and the surrounding space was distorted. It seemed that it could not withstand his sword energy, and countless space cracks appeared...
"Death!"
Zuo Wanjian only uttered one word, then pointed forward and stabbed Liang Yan in the heart.
However, the development of things did not easily penetrate the opponent's heart as he expected.
When Zuo Wanjian's fingertips were still about three inches away from Liang Yan's heart, little ice crystals appeared around him, and a biting coldness appeared out of thin air, freezing everything instantly. "Huh?"
Zuo Wanjian's eyes showed surprise.
He looked forward attentively and saw countless tiny ice crystals appearing on his fingertips, which actually froze the sword energy and made him unable to move forward even half an inch.
"How is that possible!"
Zuo Wanjian's expression changed, and he thought to himself: "Even Hanshan Sect's 'Millennium Ice Coffin' can't stop me from the Phantom Feather Sword Qi and the mere ice spell. Instantly penetrated! How could he be frozen?"
Thinking of this, he After observing attentively for a moment, he was suddenly shocked and said in silence: "This... this is not an ice spell, this is an ice sword energy!"
I saw that the countless tiny ice crystals turned out to be a strand of ice. The sword energy is extremely sharp, and each sword energy can freeze hundreds of fantasy feather sword energy!
“You!”
Zuo Wanjian's face was horrified and showed an expression of disbelief.
There were two things that shocked him: first, the other party could actually use magical powers in his own phantom sword sword spirit; second, the opponent's sword spirit was actually far stronger than his!
“Who are you, Your Excellency?” Zuo Wanjian said in panic.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are going to die."
Liang Yan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers.
A gray sword energy burst out from his fingertips and pierced into the glow surrounding Zuo Wanjian.
I saw the dazzling rays of light collapse instantly. Zuo Wanjian’s sword intent was like the dust on the leaves, washed away by the majestic heavy rain, and soon dissipated without a trace.
At the same time, on Tianji Peak, the white lotuses disappeared one after another, the sunlight dissipated, and the warmth disappeared. The entire Tianji Peak became cold and chilly again, and the smell of blood rushed towards the face.
Return to your roots!
Liang Yan's chaotic sword energy completely disintegrated the ethereal and clear sword intent, and the surrounding environment returned to its original appearance, and everything was truly displayed.
In mid-air, Zuo Wu and others gradually regained their freedom.
But there was no joy on their faces. Instead, they were frightened and frightened, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.
This change is so sudden!
Just a moment ago, they were still marveling at Zuo Wanjian's wonderful sword move, but Liang Yan only used one sword energy to completely break the sword move!
"How is it possible... is this person a saint?" Xiao Yuanshan muttered to himself.
Not just him, everyone present had this incredible idea.
The expressions on the faces of Shen Qianhe and Ouyang Mengqi are also very exciting. Both of them have their eyes widened and their mouths slightly opened. They seem to want to talk out loud, but their cognition is confused and they don’t know what to say...< br>
On Tianji Peak, Liang Yan still stood calmly, his expression unchanged at all.
In front of him, Zuo Wanjian had been frozen into an ice sculpture. The arrogant sword intent just now had all dissipated, and now he looked like an ordinary old mortal.
The old man's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open. He still maintained the shocked expression before being frozen, but he could no longer speak.
"Illusion Sword Condensation... This move is not bad."
Liang Yan nodded, and then waved his sleeves.
The ice sculpture shattered instantly, and the "Zuo Wanjian" fell into pieces, turning into thousands of phantom feather sword energy, like a heavy snowfall.
Liang Yan pointed his hand again, and the sword energy was instantly wiped out.
Zuo Wanjian’s aura can no longer be found in Tianji Peak...
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles away, in the secret realm of the Huan Yu Sword Sect, a white-haired old man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Poof!
The blood dyed his clothes red, and also dyed the white lotus under his seat red.
But he had no time to nurse his injuries, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. Then he squeezed the magic formula, turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky, and soon left the secret realm of the sect.
When they reached the sky above the sect, all the disciples of the Huan Yu Sword Sect saw their ancestors. They couldn't help but be so surprised that they knelt down to worship almost at the same time.
"Welcome Ancestor!"
These people have a fanatical admiration for Zuo Wanjian. They regard him as a heavenly being and dare not look directly at him, so that they did not find any blood on his body.
However, Zuo Wanjian didn't take these people to heart at all. He didn't even look at them and was about to leave the Huan Yu Sword Sect in a flash.
Just as he flew to the gate of the sect, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked his way.
This man has a sinister appearance, long hair, and a black robe that looks like the abyss of a cold pool. He has a strange, soul-sucking aura!
"You...who are you and why did you come to my sect?"
Zuo Wanjian was now frightened. When he saw this person of unknown origin, instead of losing any of his ancestor's momentum, he showed a timid attitude. .
The man in black robe smiled slightly: "Before I came here, I went to deal with the Biguang Cave, Ghost Mansion, Jinyang Pavilion... and other sects. I was delayed a little time on the way, so please ask Fellow Daoist Zuo. Haihan."
When Zuo Wanjian heard this, his face instantly turned pale: " You and the Wushuang Sword Sect are in the same group!"
The man in black robe said with a smile: "There are some things that Liang Yan can't do personally, so he can only delegate them to me. It’s a pity that you are determined to go to the road of death.”
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and the demonic energy surged into the sky!
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At the same time, on Tianji Peak.
Liang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
Just now, he cracked the "Illusion Sword Condensation" with just one move and knocked Zuo Wanjian off the altar of Yunmeng Mountain.
The glimmer of hope that the top ten sect leaders had just had was completely shattered at this moment!
"Anyone who bullies members of my Wushuang Sword Sect will be killed without mercy!"
Liang Yan's voice was calm, but everyone present felt a chill in their hearts after hearing this.
“Zuo Guihong, kill!”
Liang Yan pointed with his hand, and the sword energy burst out from the body of the eldest son of the Huanyu Sword Sect, and he saw him being hurt from the coma. He woke up and screamed like a slaughtering pig.
"Ah!"
The first thing this person did when he woke up was to look for his ancestor.
He howled miserably while looking around.
Unfortunately, Zuo Wanjian is no longer here...
At this moment, Zuo Guihong was completely desperate. He endured the severe pain and knelt down in front of Liang Yan, kowtowing as if pounding garlic: "Zongzhu Liang, the villain has no eyesight..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "Bang!" sound, Zuo Guihong's head was exploded by the sword energy, and countless blood spattered!
His true spirit flashed out of his body and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape Liang Yan's sword energy!
In just an instant, this person’s true spirit was shattered by the sword energy, and he was completely dead, and even lost the qualification for reincarnation...