Several thoughts came to Liang Yan's mind, and he decisively controlled the escape light and rushed towards the top of the clouds.
However, he had just moved, and the golden light in the eyes of "Yun Chan" followed him like a shadow, firmly covering his figure.
As long as he is in this layer of golden light, his escape skills will be reduced by 70%, and the long white jade tongue roars towards him, giving him no room to escape at all.
"Humph, in that case, let's try your quality!"
Seeing that he could not dodge, Liang Yan immediately changed his strategy. With a pinch of the sword in his hand, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword turned into a thunder rainbow and slashed towards the long white jade tongue.
boom!
With a loud noise, the flying sword cut into the long tongue, as if it had been struck on a piece of fine iron. Although the long tongue could not withstand it and shattered inch by inch, Liang Yan's flying sword was also stuck in the air and paused for a few seconds.
A breath of effort.
In just a few breaths, there was a sudden noise around Liang Yan, and he saw a hexagonal bell appearing in each of the four directions: east, south, west, and north, emitting bursts of strange bells.
"The magic sound captures the soul, and the law controls all things!"
A cold voice came, and Dongfang Xun, dressed in black robe, slowly appeared behind Liang Yan.
He curled his hands into claws and grabbed Liang Yanxu. The bells around him immediately emitted a piercing demonic sound, like a ghost demanding life or a ghost whispering.
Liang Yan's heart tightened. His three souls and seven souls seemed to be locked with hooks and he was struggling to pull out his body. This feeling was unprecedented!
"return!"
Liang Yan shouted low, his one-handed sword technique changed suddenly, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was pulled out from the toad's severed tongue, and he slashed at the hexagonal bell beside him.
"Haha, this fellow Taoist Liang is really impatient, why not accompany Wan to get through a couple of moves?"
Among the clouds, a figure in white clothes loomed, Wan Yutang's sleeves and robes were fluttering, and countless breezes blew out of it, blowing countless rams' horn whirlwinds in the Baiyun Dojo.
Liang Yan's Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword had just turned around when it was surrounded by dozens of ram's horn whirlwinds. These whirlwinds contained both positive and negative poles. Although the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was unstoppable, between the positive and negative whirlwinds, it was also
Walking slowly and slowly.
"Haha, I, a member of the Confucian sect, stand upright and have this 'clean air on both sleeves'. Are fellow Taoists still satisfied with this?" Wan Yutang smiled gently, but his eyes revealed murderous intent.
Liang Yan's face was gloomy, and the golden light all over his body suddenly surged. The "Empty Phase of All Dharmas" was deployed with the strength of Juyuan Realm, immediately isolating the surrounding demonic sounds.
After his soul returned to its original position, Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then made a seal with one hand, transformed into a rainbow, and followed behind the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword.
The masters of the three late-stage Juyuan Realm took action at the same time. Demonic Sound, Yunchan, Confucian Qingqi, and all kinds of magical powers roared in. Liang Yan could only use the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword to defend himself, blocking all magical powers and spells that came close to him.
Cut them off one by one.
But in this case, he would only be beaten passively and would not be able to fight back at all.
Seeing that Liang Yan was suppressed by the magical powers of the three masters, the other monks hidden in the clouds finally couldn't sit still. They all revealed themselves from the clouds and looked at Liang Yan in a cat-and-mouse manner.
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"Haha! Boy, you overestimate your capabilities and try to challenge all the major sects. You will definitely die this time!" A strong man holding a banana fan in his hand, wearing a yellow mandarin jacket, with his breasts exposed appeared from the clouds.
He waved his hand, and immediately a layer of yellow sand fell from the sky, spreading all over, and swept towards Liang Yan.
"Boy, you will definitely die!" Another middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly and appeared from the clouds.
He raised his hand to seal the secret, and an exquisite pagoda flew out of his sleeves, getting bigger and bigger in mid-air, and finally suppressed it towards the top of Liang Yan's head.
"Death is certain!"
For a time, the jeers in the clouds were heard one after another. Many monks who had previously hidden their heads and tail and did not dare to take action were now full of vigor and vigor, like victorious generals.
All of this, people outside the clouds have no way of knowing.
Jin Yuye's spiritual power was locked by her parents, and she could only stop and watch from a distance. Although she wanted to rush into the clouds immediately to help Liang Yan, she also knew that she was not strong enough, so she went there rashly.
Just to die.
What's more, the Jin family is engaged in trade with the five countries, so they naturally don't want to have any enmity with the three great sects over this matter. If they don't take action to add insult to injury, the Jin family and his wife have already exhausted their benevolence. How can they let their precious daughter die?
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Although Jin Yuye's eyes were staring blankly at the clouds on the top of the mountain, the "Chantai Suyun Technique" that had been used by others could cut off the consciousness of even the Yuanjing monks, let alone her?
She was looking at the distant peak of Lingyun Peak, but she could only see heavy fog and heavy white clouds. During this period, there were occasional flashes of purple thunder, or howling winds, but she could not see the figure of her sweetheart.
"Brother Liang, you must never die!"
Jin Yuye clasped his hands on his chest and stared at the clouds in the distance, with tears faintly flashing in his eyes.
In the clouds at this moment, Liang Yan transformed into a rainbow and danced a Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword airtightly. All magical powers that came close to him, whether they were magic weapons or secret techniques, were driven away by him with his flying sword.
, cannot get close at all.
Although the two sides were in a stalemate for a short period of time, Liang Yan only defended and did not attack. As time went on, he would definitely lose!
At this time, three more figures appeared from the clouds. Among them, a yellow-faced man was the first to laugh and said:
"Haha, this kid does have some abilities, but under the joint encirclement and suppression by the three great sects and all his comrades, he is already at the end of his rope!"
An old man beside him also twisted his beard and smiled and said: "Yes, since this kid is still stubbornly resisting, then the three of us will come to help you!"
The last three people who came out were the elders of the three major aristocratic families in the Zhao Kingdom. Among all the Juyuan Realm monks present, they were the most insidious ones.
They had seen the power of Liang Yan's flying sword, but they did not dare to fight head-on, so they always hid in the clouds and never made a move.
When he saw that the overall situation had been decided, he showed up to help. The purpose was just to get a share of the pie when Liang Yan's storage bag was finally divided.
At this moment, Liang Yan was being beaten back by various magical powers in mid-air. Although a Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was unrivaled in sharpness, it was under siege jointly by the elders of the three major sects and more than a dozen Juyuan Realm monks.
, is also a little unable to do what he wants.
But after the last three people showed up, Liang Yan suddenly smiled softly. His face no longer looked nervous as before. Instead, he seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, and even asked one of the old men in a hurry:
"Your Excellency, are you the ancestor of the Li family from Luohe, Zhao State?"
The old man was stunned by his question and replied almost subconsciously: "So what?"
Liang Yan ignored him again this time and turned to scan the people present. He suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Everyone regards me, Liang, as the turtle in the urn. How do you know that these heavy white clouds are not your burial place?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was slightly stunned.
The next moment, Dan saw Liang Yan's technique change, raised his hand to collect the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword in mid-air, and then a ray of green light rushed out from his Dantian!
