After hearing what the yellow-bearded old monster said, Li Yan's expression changed obviously.
However, he immediately calmed down and seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "I, Li Yan, keep my word. I will never go back on what I promised you!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Li is such a cheerful person. In that case, let me come and learn about this man's magical powers!" The yellow-bearded old monster said as he patted the storage bag on his waist and was about to attack Liang Yan.
"Slow down!" Li Yan shouted loudly: "This guy's flying sword is very powerful! Don't fight alone, you have to combine the strength of the five of us to take it down steadily!"
"Li Laoba! This person is just a monk in the middle stage of the Juyuan Realm, and he wants four of us monks from the False Pill Realm to join forces. If you are not ashamed, I will be ashamed!"
"Li Laoba" was Li Yan's nickname when he was in the secular world. At this moment, this old man with a yellow beard directly called him out without giving him any face.
Li Yan was so angry that his face was livid, but he didn't know what to say at the moment.
At this time, the yellow-bearded old monster had already jumped into the air. He raised his hand and shook it, and a huge scroll flew out of his sleeve.
The scroll slowly unfolded, and there were actually seven strange eyes inside, each opening and closing, as if they were eagerly looking at the outside world.
Liang Yan was unprepared and glanced at those strange eyes subconsciously. His whole body felt as if he had been pierced by countless needle points, and as if he had been tortured by thousands of knives. Even though his will was as strong as steel, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.
few times.
However, this state did not last long. In just a moment, a layer of golden light emerged from the back of Liang Yan's head, covering his entire body.
At the same time, he flew back with a ray of light. He no longer looked at the things on the scroll. Instead, he pinched the sword and made the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword slash downwards.
Boom!
There was an explosion, and a huge underworld beast with four eyes and eight legs was seen poking its head out from the ground. Just as it opened its huge mouth, Liang Yan received a sword blow on its forehead.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed into the air, dyeing the surrounding green bamboo forest blood red. Half of the monster's head had been cut off by a sword, but it was not completely dead at the moment, and was still screaming in pain on the ground.
"The Netherworld Swallowing Beast? It turns out this is your spiritual pet!" Liang Yan stood up out of thin air and said lightly.
"Hmph, he's just a beast, he can't stand on the stage. But it's really not easy for you kid to break free from the shackles of my 'Seven Evil Soul Capturing Pictures'!" The yellow-bearded old monster put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and
He looked like he was getting serious.
Liang Yan's expression did not change, but he asked with great interest: "Your Excellency is proficient in illusions and good at manipulation. It seems that the weird formation just now was your handiwork."
"Hey, you have some eyesight!" The yellow-bearded old man said with a smile: "I just used some tricks and let four of the five of you go. Now you are the only one left, why don't you just surrender and capture me!"
"Hahaha!" Liang Yan suddenly laughed.
"If you want Liang to be captured without hesitation, then you have to ask if my sword will answer the question!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword rolled back and returned to his storage bag.
Correspondingly, a green light flashed in his dantian, and a long green sword rushed out. In just a moment, it transformed into a green sword that was a hundred feet long in mid-air.
The yellow-bearded old monster who was casting a spell was stunned for a moment, but his expression changed drastically the next moment.
At the same time, the seven strange eyes in the scroll beside him also turned up at the same time, all staring at the blue Pi Lian in mid-air.
"It's Jian Gang! How is that possible? He's just in the Juyuan realm!"
Before the yellow-bearded old monster finished speaking, the green horse had already fallen from the sky and struck him in the head with a sword.
"not good!"
The yellow-bearded old monster screamed and pinched the magic with both hands. The seven strange eyes on the scroll opened wide at the same time. Dense bloodshot eyes could be seen on the eyeballs, and there was blood flowing out from around the corners of the eyes.
An inexplicable resistance appeared in mid-air, causing Liang Yan's Mayfly Sword to pause slightly and slow down a lot.
"Huh?"
Liang Yan let out a light sigh, with a look of surprise on his face.
He knew the power of the Mayfly Sword Gang best. An ordinary Juyuan Realm monk could not affect the speed of this sword even if he used all his treasures.
But now under the gaze of these seven strange eyes, the speed of the Mayfly Sword has actually slowed down!
"This magical power is a bit weird!"
Liang Yan thought to himself, and with a flash of blue light in his eyes, he used the "Qi Watching Technique" and saw that the air was filled with dense red filaments. At this moment, they were entangled around the flying sword, allowing the flying sword to fly.
The speed of the sword dropped again and again.
These filaments were ethereal and insubstantial. If he hadn't used the "qi-gazing method" to look at them, he wouldn't have seen the slightest clue at all.
Seeing this scene, the sword technique in Liang Yan's hand changed again. The green wood sword energy in the Mayfly Sword Gang suddenly surged and surrounded the flying sword. In just a moment, most of the threads were cut off.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three explosions were heard, but three of the seven eyes on the scroll of the yellow-bearded old monster had exploded, and countless blood mist spurted out from the picture, like a rain of blood.
At the same time, the remaining four eyes became more bloodshot, but they still stared at the flying sword in mid-air, not daring to look away at all.
"Yu Shanzi, Xiong Wanjun, what are you waiting for? Do you want to see me be killed by this kid?" The yellow-bearded old monster shouted while casting a spell.
Although he didn't want others to take action at first, he didn't know that Liang Yan had already mastered Jian Gang. Now that Jian Gang was released, there would be no idea of fighting alone.
As soon as the yellow-bearded old monster finished speaking, Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun, who were not far away, started to attack at the same time.
I saw Yu Shanzi holding an oil lamp and muttering something. In just a moment, four evil ghosts flew out from the wick. Some were holding big axes for cutting mountains, and some were holding barbed ditches. They all bared their teeth and claws, and headed towards where Liang Yan was.
Fly to the place.
As for Xiong Wanjun, he remained silent and only waved the iron chain in his hand. The length of the chain grew when the wind blew. In an instant, it was a hundred feet long, like a mountain pillar falling from the sky.
At the same time, three more strange eyes exploded on the yellow-bearded old monster's scroll, and only one was still struggling to hold on.
Liang Yan let out a long roar, and the three spiritual powers in his body were pushed to the extreme. The blue light on the Mayfly Sword surged, and countless green wood sword energy poured down from the mid-air like a long river hanging upside down.
boom!
Finally, the last strange eye could no longer hold on, and the entire scroll fell into pieces. At the same time, the yellow-bearded old monster opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole breath became weak.
The Mayfly Sword regained its freedom, and its speed increased sharply. As soon as Yushanzi's four evil ghosts got close, they were swept in by the green sword. In just a moment, their bodies were gone.
"This kid is so overbearing!" Yu Shanzi shouted angrily, with a look of shock and anger on his face.
It took him hundreds of years to refine those four evil ghosts. Now they were completely wiped out by the other side just once they met each other. How could he not be angry?
But besides the anger, there is also horror! Each of these four evil ghosts is comparable to a monk in the late stage of the Juyuan Realm. Now, with just a light sword, they have completely disappeared. If it were him, he might not be able to
Can you escape this sword!
At this time, Xiong Wanjun's iron chain had fallen from mid-air and hit Liang Yan's head directly.
Liang Yan's face was serious, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the Mayfly sword rolled back, twisting all the chains like mountain pillars into pieces.
After countless debris, a figure rushed towards me quickly. This man had ape-like arms and hunched muscles, and he was clearly none other than Xiong Wanjun himself!
Liang Yan did not dare to be careless at all. From the very beginning of the fight, he discovered that although these three people were both in the "Fake Pill Realm", their strength was much higher than that of Li Yan, and their magical powers were weird and hard to guard against.
Xiong Wanjun came quickly in mid-air, and in just a moment, he was less than a hundred feet away from Liang Yan.
The man opened his mouth and let out a long roar, the sound was like thunder from the sky, which made Liang Yan's consciousness tremble slightly, and he actually lost consciousness for a short time.
But the next moment, the Hunhuang Gong in his mind started to work spontaneously, and a cool feeling surged into the back of his head, lifting the brief paralysis in his consciousness.
But in just this moment, Xiong Wanjun was already in front of him, and a palm as big as a cattail fan struck him in the chest as fast as lightning.
Liang Yan couldn't retract his sword in time, so he could only extend his right fist with a golden light, and fought Xiong Wanjun head-on.
The fists and palms intersected, making a loud explosion, and in the golden halo, the two figures flew back at the same time.
"What a powerful force! In terms of pure physical strength, this person is not inferior to me!"
Xiong Wanjun was shocked. He had been practicing for many years and was very confident in the power of his palm. If his opponent got close to him in battle, he would almost always be killed instantly.
But the man in green on the opposite side was actually able to receive this palm with his bare hands, and he was also a swordsman!
Liang Yan had already retreated hundreds of feet in mid-air when he suddenly felt a scorching heat wave behind him. He knew without even thinking that it was Li Yan who was sneaking up on him.
He didn't look back, and the blue spiritual light flowed in his hands, making a vague drawing in front of him.
As soon as Li Yan's dozens of firebirds got close, they were all deflected by Li Yan's "circling method" and actually started to spin around on the spot.
However, in the fierce fire, a little ice crystal burst out. At first, this ice crystal was only the size of a thumb, but after a while, it suddenly bloomed in the air and turned into countless ice flowers.
Liang Yan almost didn't need to think about it to know that this Ice True Technique was the method of Yan Shuyun from Luoshen Palace. The two of them had been hiding nearby, waiting for him to reveal his flaw before joining forces to launch a sneak attack.
The endless cold air mixed with the fire poison followed Liang Yan's sleeves and tried to penetrate into his meridians.
"Is this the 'Two Heavens of Ice and Fire'?"
Liang Yan laughed loudly, golden light circulated around his body, and in just a moment, the chill was driven out of his body. Then he pinched the sword in his hand, and the Mayfly Sword followed his will and came through the air.
"Behead you two bitches first!"
Liang Yan didn't hesitate at all, and the Mayfly Sword Gang rushed out, instantly involving Li Yan and Yan Shuyun.
It's pity that they, a monk in the fake elixir realm, a late-stage monk in the Juyuan realm, disappeared into the world without even leaving a word.
At this time, the yellow-bearded old monster, Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun all looked shocked, and each retreated several hundred feet away.
Just now, under the siege of five people, Liang Yan was still able to defeat everyone's killing moves with ease, and took advantage of the gap between several people's moves to kill Li Yan and Yan Shuyun under their noses.
Only then did they realize the terror of this man in gray.
None of the three of them took the initiative to take action at this time. Instead, the old monster with a yellow beard bowed to him respectfully and said: "As the saying goes, we don't know each other without fighting. At the beginning, the three of us were disrespectful to Mr. Liang. That was because we were short-sighted. I hope Mr. Liang
So that the adults will not remember the faults of the villains, we are willing to each take out a magic weapon to make amends. I wonder if Ambassador Liang is willing to reconcile?"
Xiong Wanjun also said at this moment: "The three of us brothers are ranked in the top five among the nine lion kings of the Mad Lion Alliance. As long as Ambassador Liang no longer pursues today's matter, we can come wherever we are from the Mad Lion Alliance in the future."
explain."
"It turns out they are from the Crazy Lion Alliance." Liang Yan secretly thought in his heart: "The nine lion kings should be on the same level as the seven star kings of the Flying Star Alliance. These three people actually colluded with Li Yan. Look.
They seemed to have reached some kind of agreement in their previous conversation, and I’m afraid there’s something fishy about it.”
This matter involves overt and covert fighting among the four major alliances. In normal times, Liang Yan would not want to get involved too deeply, but today these three people violated his taboo.
"When this Taoist friend Huang Xu set up the formation before, he once left a stone tablet with the words 'Whoever sees this tablet will die'?" Liang Yan suddenly asked.
"There is such a thing." The yellow-bearded old monster frowned and admitted.
This person wanted to say something more, but Liang Yan waved his hand and laughed and said, "Unfortunately, Liang also has a rule."
As he spoke, he pointed to the Mayfly Sword beside him and said calmly:
"That's 'Those who see this sword will die'!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people on the opposite side changed. Little did they know that the other side's biggest trump card had been seen by the three of them. At this moment, they were already thinking of killing people and silencing them.
"Liang Zunshi, although you have mastered the Sword Gang, the three of us working together are not persimmons for you to manipulate! I advise you to stop when you are good. It is not good for everyone to cause trouble for both sides!" The old weirdo with a yellow beard said with a fierce expression.
shouted.
"Don't worry, both sides won't suffer, only three more graves will be added here."
As soon as Liang Yan finished speaking, the Mayfly Sword rushed out. The Mayfly Sword's beam was a hundred feet long, and the green sword energy was powerful. In just an instant, it was in front of the three of them.
"Quickly end the 'Crazy Lion Holding Heaven Formation'!"
The old monster with a yellow beard spoke urgently, and made a series of seals with his hands. A statue of an evil lion with three heads and two wings flew out from his sleeves.
Next to them, Yu Shanzi and Xiong Wanjun also cast spells, and two identical statues flew out of their sleeves.
These three statues merged into one in mid-air, and after a moment, they transformed into a three-headed, double-winged phantom of a wild lion, biting the mayfly sword in mid-air.
boom!
With just one strike of the sword, this originally fierce and lawless phantom of a wild lion was cut with countless cracks and two of its three heads were cut off.
At the same time, the three yellow-bearded old monsters in the formation also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their aura quickly weakened.
"Huh, I heard before that the monks of the Mad Lion Alliance are good at formations and good at joining forces, but now it seems like they are nothing more than that!"
Liang Yan snorted coldly, pinched the sword in his hand, and was about to give the three of them the final blow.
However, at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly and his movements stopped.
Because from his perspective, behind the three old monsters with yellow beards, a strange gray mist emerged from the depths of the emerald green bamboo forest.
However, the three yellow-bearded old monsters who were struggling to support themselves under his sword seemed completely unaware of this.