Zuo Wu and others couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
The "Blood Hell Pagoda", known as the most powerful secret treasure in Yunmeng Mountain, can't even hold on for a few breaths...
The people who had vowed just now to suppress Liang Yan were all standing there blankly at this moment... Some people were still in the posture of making spells 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 you did something bad and insisted on touching my disciples. Who just said that you want to destroy my Wushuang Sword Sect?"
Although his tone was calm, to everyone's ears, it sounded like 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...
The scene that just happened was completely beyond his understanding!
Ji Boshan was horrified. He reluctantly opened his eyelids covered 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! Yes, he instigated everything! It was he who killed my apprentice, but he blamed it on the Wushuang Sword Sect. He wanted to cause a conflict between our two factions. I also love my apprentice very much, but I lost it for a moment.
Only if you lose your sense will you be taken advantage of by them."
At this time, Ji Boshan's face was flustered, completely different from the arrogant look he had before.
At this time of life and death, he couldn't care less about face and put all the blame on Zuo Wu.
"hehe."
Liang Yan smiled slightly: "Sect Leader Ji has completely pushed back now. Where did your momentum go when you refused to allow any explanation and wanted to kill all the disciples of my Wushuang Sword Sect?"
When Ji Boshan saw the smile on his face, his heart skipped a beat. He felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and an indescribable chill surged from the bottom of his heart...
"I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong!"
"I shouldn't bully the weak, let alone underestimate the 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...
Facing this person's pleading, Liang Yan shook his head.
"Do you know how to beg for mercy now? 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."
After saying that, he waved his big sleeves, dancing with green silk around him, and cut Ji Boshan's body into countless pieces in an instant.
A master of the calamity 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 a dog in front of him?"
"What is the origin of this man? 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 turned out that one of the top ten sect leaders had a broken heart and was frightened into madness by Liang Yan's aura.
Even Zuo Wu, the head of the Huan Yu Sword Sect, was cold all over at this moment, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, 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 do it?" Liang Yan said with a half-smile.
After being swept away by his gaze, everyone fell silent, not even daring to make a sound.
Zuo Wu knew that things were going to be difficult today. As his mind wandered, he thought of giving it a try and cautiously said:
"Sect Master Liang, I admit that we were blind, but there were no casualties among your disciples. On the contrary, several people on our side died. Can Zong Master Liang let us go? As long as you nod and agree, we are willing to devote everything we have to Wushuang."
Sword Sect serves!"
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".
"broken!"
He finally realized that today's situation seemed to be the twelve sects besieging the Wushuang Sword Sect, but it was actually Liang Yan who was plotting against them!
Liang Yan wanted to set an example today and let everyone know that the disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect should not be bullied!
"Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys... 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 managed to retain his 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 magical force, 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 don't care about the faults of villains, and don't be on the same level as me."
"I heard that you have a crush on our Qingruo?" Liang Yan smiled half-heartedly.
"Senior is joking, what a rotten fish I am, how can I be worthy of being favored by a fairy? I heard that my sect is still short of a mountain guarding spirit beast. Look at me lying down here, do I look like a guarding spirit beast?
?”
Zuo Guihong made a funny look as he spoke. When the monks from all sects saw this scene, they all showed disgust.
You must know that just before today, the young master of the Huan Yu Sword Sect was able to get everything he wanted. Although he was not a strong person in the Tribulation Realm, relying on the support of the sect, he could be said to be rampant in Yunmeng Mountain.
Wuji.
Unexpectedly, after the situation was reversed, he would actually show such a flattering face. Even those monks from the third-rate sect could not do it, and he despised Zuo Guihong from the bottom of his heart.
Liang Yan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Master Zuo is quite capable of bending and stretching! However, I still like the way you were before, and didn't you say that there is nothing you can't get in this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain?"
When Zuo Guihong heard this, his face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and he shook his head 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."
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 pierced 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 this person die slowly in extreme pain.
All ten heads saw this scene, but no one dared to stop it.
Surrounded by the sword energy of "all things are born", they dare not even move a step, otherwise they will die!
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 clouds and mist curling up and haze gathering and dispersing, a white-haired old man sat upright on a lotus, his hands constantly changing techniques, as if he was practicing some kind of strange technique.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly and opened his eyes suddenly.
"What's going on? How did Hong'er's life-saving jade talisman get 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! Who is so bold as to kill my great-great-grandson Zuo Wanjian!"
The white-haired old man was extremely angry. He waved his right sleeve and the surrounding void shattered. The entire secret realm of the mountain gate was shaking!
Within 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 the direction of the secret realm..."
"Could it be that the ancestor has made another breakthrough?"
…
All the disciples were extremely excited and talked about it, but they didn't know that the white-haired old man in the secret realm was already filled with evil spirits!
"Hong'er has won my heart. He is my most valued junior. Who doesn't know about this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain? Even the leaders don't have the guts to touch him. What kind of blind thing is he?"
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 while, Zuo Wanjian seemed to feel something and murmured:
"Hong'er should be hundreds of thousands of miles away. His true spirit aura is rapidly passing away. Even if I fly away with all my strength, I probably won't be able to save him..."
"It seems that there is only one way to use it."
Zuo Wanjian sighed.
Since he created that unique move, 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 originally wanted to use this move 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..."
"Forget it, I haven't taken action for a long time, and someone actually bullied my Huan Yu Sword Sect. It's time to kill someone to establish 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 around 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 upward into the sky, more and more, like goose feathers and heavy snow!
"Illusion Sword Condensation!"
There was no trace of emotion in Zuo Wanjian's eyes, and his whole person gradually became blurred, as if there was nothing, and it was extremely ethereal...
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...could this be the killing move created by the ancestor?"
"What a powerful sword intent! You are worthy of being an ancestor! Once this move is launched, who can resist it in Yunmeng Mountain, a million miles away?"
"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 in power!"
"How lucky I am! I have become a disciple of the Huan Yu Sword Sect. Although my cultivation level is low, who dares to provoke our disciples of the Huan Yu Sword Sect in the Yunmeng Mountains?"
"That's right, hahaha!"
…
The disciples of the Huan Yu Sword Sect are all celebrating at this moment. Everyone feels that they have witnessed history. From now on, their sect 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 looked around subconsciously.
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.
After a moment, 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-browed eyebrows in white clothes and white hair!
"Ancestor!"
Seeing this person's appearance clearly, Zuo Wu couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Illusion Sword Condensation! This must be the ancestor's new trick: Illusion Sword Condensation! Hahaha! Our ancestor took action himself, we are saved!"
Although Zuo Wu is the leader of the Huan Yu Sword Sect, the strongest person in the sect 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 skill, but this unique skill had never been used before, and he was lucky enough to see it until this moment.
"It's amazing!"
When the other heads saw this scene, they were both surprised and happy.
What's surprising is that Zuo Wanjian's magical power is actually manifesting here hundreds of thousands of miles away! Fortunately, he has a backer, and now he can save his life.
"Welcome to the ancestor of the Fantasy Sword!"
The top ten sect leaders all bowed 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 narrow his eyes. After a moment, he slowly said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to make things final, right? Let my grandson go, and everything can be discussed."