"Three Talents Killing Immortal Sword Formation" is a combined sword formation technique of the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect. It can bring together the power of three sword cultivators into one, exerting a powerful attack power that far exceeds that of a single cultivator.
At this time, the golden, red and blue sword lights of three golden elixir stage sword cultivators struck through the air, and Zhou Yang suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. This was because his powerful body sensed the threat and sent out a warning.
drink!
He shouted in a low voice, raised his hand and pointed at the [Flame Dragon Shield] in front of him, and the dragon scale-shaped shield suddenly grew several times larger, completely blocking him from behind.
At the same time, a green-gold light flashed across his body, and a layer of green-gold dragon scales emitting metallic luster suddenly appeared.
A moment later, with a loud "clang" sound, the dragon-scale shield was directly chopped away by the three-color magic sword. Then the sword light stagnated slightly, and then continued to slash at the completely undefended Zhou Zhou behind.
Positive.
Zhou Yang waved his fists, and his fist covered with tiny dragon scales hit the sword light hard.
Immediately, the tiny dragon scales on his fists flew out of his hands, and the ten finger bones were cut off by the sword light and shattered into bone powder and scattered with blood and mud, instantly becoming a man with a severed hand.
But the three-color magic sword was also bombarded by his fists, and it directly exhausted its power and returned to its original shape, turning into three flying swords with different attributes, whining and flying backwards towards their respective masters.
uh-huh!
Not far away, three sword cultivators from the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect groaned in unison, their faces suddenly turned pale, and traces of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.
However, after the natal flying sword of Xingmingxiu suffered a heavy blow, he was implicated and suffered some internal injuries.
This is the helplessness of sword cultivators.
They use flying swords as their natal magic weapons. Although they can unleash powerful offensive power, they also put their own lives in danger.
If the natal flying sword of Xingming Xiu is damaged, they will immediately be implicated and injured.
If their natal flying sword is broken and destroyed, even if they don't die on the spot, they will be severely injured and lose the ability to fight again.
Fortunately, these three people are all from a sect such as Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect. The materials for refining the natal flying sword are extremely rare. As long as they are not provoking Nascent Soul monks or powerful people of the same level, there is no need to worry too much.
I am worried that my natal flying sword will be destroyed by someone.
"What a powerful body! I didn't expect this person to be a highly hidden high-level physical practitioner. Our information was wrong and we need to re-estimate this person's true strength!"
The leading swordsman looked deeply at the figure covered in blue-gold dragon scales in the distance, with a deep fear flashing in his eyes.
Powerful physical cultivation is the nemesis of sword cultivation like them.
If you cannot kill such a physically powerful body with one strike, a swordsman who focuses on attack but lacks defensive means will be easily counterattacked by the enemy.
The life-and-death battle between sword cultivators and physical cultivators will either involve physical cultivators breaking their bodies and killing people, or sword cultivators breaking their swords and killing people. The third situation rarely occurs.
"This makes it even more impossible to keep him! Ti Xiu must die!"
The sword cultivator at the fifth level of the Golden Core also looked at Zhou Yang with a fixed look, and expressed his opinion with a sinister look on his face.
"Kill him!"
The weakest one, the third-level Jindan sword cultivator, also expressed his thoughts concisely and comprehensively.
Hearing the words of the two fellow juniors, the leading swordsman's face suddenly condensed, and then he took a long breath and said: "Okay, since the two juniors said so, let's use that move!"
After he finished saying this, he waved his hand and took his golden flying sword into his hand. Then he flicked the sword and shouted in a low voice: "I'll go first!"
Before the sound was heard, he had already grasped the sword body with his palm, letting the sharp blade cut through his palm and smearing his own blood on the sword body.
Then he muttered words and struck out sword tactics one after another at the flying sword. The blood smeared on the sword suddenly turned into bloody runes and was deeply imprinted on the flying sword.
In the distance, Zhou Yang saw the movements of the leading sword cultivator, and his expression suddenly changed, as he realized something.
Then he glanced at the An Guo Jindan cultivator who was surrounded by several of his magical weapons. His expression turned hard, as if he didn't even see the three sword cultivators. With a thought in his mind, he opened his mouth and spat out a pale golden orb.
This pale golden orb is naturally not the "Qianyang Orb", but the "Soul-Captivating Orb" which he has rarely used since he mastered the "Nirvana Soul-Burning Divine Light".
The orb flew out of his mouth, spun around, and then shot out a ray of golden light towards the Anguo Golden Pill monk.
At the same time, a gong sound of "dang" sounded, but it was Zhou Yang who sounded the "shaking gong" that he had sacrificed before.
As soon as the gong sounded, the Anguo Golden Pill monk's blood suddenly became hot. He was inevitably affected and could no longer dodge the "soul-stirring golden light" coming from him.
Being hit by the "soul-stirring golden light", this person can be said to be a dead person.
He was soon killed by the "Taiyin Zanpakutō" that broke through the protection.
But in this way, the leading sword cultivator of the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect also completed the secret technique.
He made a seal on his hand and shouted softly, and the rune blood sword in front of him, which was already covered with countless blood runes, let out a sharp sword roar and flew through the air in front of Zhou Yang in the blink of an eye.
boom!
Golden fire emerged from in front of Zhou Yang, and soon formed a golden flame shield to protect him inside.
However, this time, the "Qianyang Skyfire Shield" with strong defensive power had just appeared, and was immediately cut through by the rune blood sword, and then it slashed at Zhou Yang's support without losing power. Put your arms in front of you.
uh-huh.
A muffled groan full of pain rang out from Zhou Yang's mouth. His arms in front of him suddenly burst into blood, and suddenly broke into two pieces, spurting out large streams of bright red blood.
And on his chest, the tip of the rune blood sword penetrated deeply into his body, and half of the blade was completely submerged in it!
Fortunately, it was his right chest, not where his heart was.
"drink!"
Zhou Yang yelled with a ferocious expression, and thrust his body forward. The flying sword that had entered his body was forced out by him, and it quickly turned into a sword light and flew back to its master.
But he moved, quickly put away many magic weapons and retreated towards Chongxuan Mountain, without even the slightest thought of staying for revenge.
"Stay alive!"
"Where to go!"
The remaining two sword cultivators from the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect shouted angrily, and two sword lights, one red and one green, quickly strangled Zhou Yang, who was seriously injured.
This time, Zhou Yang, who was not protected by the [Flaming Dragon Shield] and other defensive weapons, was strangled by their sword light and soon his dragon scales flew off his body, and blood spilled into the sky.
But just when they thought they could keep Zhou Yang, a green lotus flower suddenly drew Zhou Yang into it from the sky, and at the same time, a green aura full of vitality fell on Zhou Yang. He quickly healed the bloody wounds on his body.
Although the two sword lights quickly shattered the blue lotus, Zhou Yang, with this help, quickly roared and crashed into the five-colored clouds on Chongxuan Mountain, completely disappearing from their sight.
In sight.
"Damn it! I didn't expect him to run away!"
Seeing this scene, the two sword cultivators from the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect trembled all over and became extremely angry.
On the contrary, the leading sword cultivator who severely wounded Zhou Yang with his sword did not show much anger, as if he had expected this result.
At this time, he immediately said to the two extremely angry junior brothers: "Although he ran away, he was seriously injured. It will definitely be difficult to recover in a short time. You should attack the formation together quickly. Once the formation is broken, he will think again."
If you run away, you will ask our swords whether they agree or not!"
Hearing this, the two sword cultivators glanced at the leading sword cultivator who was looking sluggish due to the use of secret sword skills. Their expressions became solemn. They first bowed to him and gave him a deep salute, then straightened their backs and responded in unison: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"
You are right, senior brother, please rest in peace and recover, and watch us break the formation and kill the enemy."
As soon as the words fell, the two sword cultivators summoned the two Anguo Jindan monks who had taken a break earlier and other resting monks, and together they launched a final fierce attack on Xuanshan's mountain-protecting formation.
The reason why the three sword cultivators did not join the attack on the mountain-protecting formation was to prevent Zhou Yang from making a sneak attack and hurting people inside.
Now that Zhou Yang was severely injured and almost lost his physical strength in a short period of time, they naturally no longer need to worry about this and can freely join the attack array.
Therefore, despite the death of Li Boyang and another Jindan monk, the power of the mountain-attacking monks not only did not weaken, but became even stronger due to the addition of the two sword cultivators.
But will everything really be as simple as the leading sword cultivator said?
Obviously not!
Although Xiao Ying briefly rescued Zhou Yang just now, several sword cultivators obviously didn't pay much attention to it, and they didn't realize that she was practicing the "Qing Hua Duo Jing Sutra", a once glorious technique.
If they knew this, they would definitely not be so desperate and eager to launch the final offensive.
But there are no ifs in the world. One wrong step will lead to mistakes every step of the way, until the mistakes are irreversible.
"Okay, okay, okay. I'm not afraid that you will attack, but I'm afraid that you won't attack."
"If you don't attack, there will still be some strength left. It will be difficult for Zhou to keep you all behind."
"But now, just attack with all your strength. After you exhaust all your strength and break the formation, it will be time for Zhou to start killing and reaping the rewards!"
On Chongxuan Mountain, Zhou Yang, who was being treated by Xiao Ying, saw this scene and couldn't help laughing loudly with a ferocious smile on his face.
His laughter was very proud, and combined with his ferocious and twisted face, he looked like a psychopathic monster.
But in fact, this is just a way for him to vent his physical pain.
Because after he returned to the mountain, he immediately took the last drop of the "Rejuvenation Fairy Dew" and then received the "Qinghua Duoji Fairy Light" treatment over and over again by Taoist companion Xiao Ying.
During this kind of treatment, his broken fingers, broken bones, and disappeared flesh and skin were all restored with visible sprouts.
The extreme pain caused by this instantaneous regeneration of flesh and blood was enough to make even the toughest tough guy cry out in pain. Zhou Yang just replaced his cry of pain with a laugh that took pleasure in the pain.
In the eyes of the disciples on the mountain, this master who had just unleashed his divine power and killed two golden elixir monks in a row, and who was now able to talk and laugh despite the pain of bone and flesh regeneration, looked as tall as a god at this moment, which made them incomparable.
Worship and reverence.
"Master is really a role model for our generation! Being able to worship Master as my teacher is actually the most correct decision that Wang has ever made in his life!"
Wang Yanzhang looked at the figure laughing loudly with hot eyes, his eyes full of admiration and sighed in a low voice.
When he first walked in the world of cultivating immortals, he supported the weak and acted chivalrously, and he once called himself a hero.
But today, when I saw Zhou Yang fighting in the sky outside the mountain, killing golden elixir monks like butchering dogs with a wave of his hand, and silencing hundreds of monks with a loud shout, I realized how worthless his petty fights were.
Mention.
It was also at this moment that he had a goal, a role model, a goal that inspired him to practice hard, and a role model that he wanted to be like.
In the future, he will practice cultivation not only to improve his cultivation level and extend his lifespan, but also to become a powerful hero like his master.
In response to Wang Yanzhang's exclamation, other named disciples also nodded in approval, such as Zhou Shengyu and other members of the Zhou family, all of whom showed pride.
Only they themselves know that Zhou Yang is not only their nominal master, but also the Zhou family who shares the same blood with them, and is the most respected ancestor of their Zhou family.
They were sincerely happy and proud to be able to follow this family ancestor and witness with their own eyes the great power of this legendary family ancestor.
If they weren't concerned about Zhou Yang's status at this time, these Zhou family descendants would have knelt down on the ground and shouted "Ancestor's power".
Zhou Yang naturally heard Wang Yanzhang's sigh, but he had heard similar words many times from other disciples of the Zhou family over the years. When he heard it again now, it was completely different from the first time he heard it.
That excitement was satisfied.
At this time, he just glanced at the disciple for a moment, then looked at Taoist companion Xiao Ying and said: "Ying'er, you must be obedient this time. After the formation is broken, you will immediately enter the small formation to guard it, no matter what
Don’t leave the formation no matter what happens.”
Hearing his words, Xiao Ying's pretty face suddenly tightened. She couldn't help but look at the registered disciples, and finally nodded gently and said: "Don't worry, husband, I know what to do and will never cause trouble to my husband!"
Seeing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but look at her deeply, then turned his eyes to the colorful peacock and golden-winged thunder eagle lying on the ground and said: "Cai'er, Jinpeng, I reiterate your mission, the formation is broken
After that, we will join forces to first kill the Zifu stage monks and the Foundation Establishment stage monks, and then contain the two Golden Core stage monks, while also supporting Ying'er."
After saying that, he paused again and shouted in a deep voice with sharp eyes: "Remember, it is okay to kill people, but you must not eat people in public, otherwise I will roast you myself and eat them!"
"Quack, don't worry, Master, Jinpeng will definitely kill more enemies, at least a hundred of them! Also, human flesh is not delicious, so Jinpeng is too lazy to eat it. Dragon meat is better!"
The golden-winged thunder eagle opened its mouth and laughed strangely, its voice was very arrogant and arrogant, which made Zhou Yang frown for a while.
He glared at the big bird, nodded slightly and said, "As long as you perform well, you will be able to get the dragon meat after the war."
The colorful peacock's eyes lit up when he heard that there was dragon meat to eat, and he immediately shouted: "Cai'er also wants to eat dragon meat. Master, you can't be partial. Whatever Zhou Jinpeng can do, Cai'er promises to do it better than him."
Even better, if it kills a hundred enemies, Cai'er will kill one hundred and one, it will definitely not be less than it!"
After the cry ended, its beautiful colorful tail flicked, a cunning look flashed in its eyes, and it looked at the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle with evil intentions and said: "Zhou Jinpeng, how do you know that human flesh is not delicious? Have you ever secretly eaten human beings?"
"
The golden-winged thunder eagle has been following Zhou Yang. Of course, Zhou Yang knows best whether it has ever eaten anyone.
But the colorful peacock's malicious words still made it extremely angry. Suddenly, it looked at the other party with fierce eyes and shouted fiercely: "Jiang Caier, you can scold me, but you must not slander me, and let me hear you again."
If you say this, I will pluck all your feathers and taste the phoenix meat!"
When the colorful peacock heard what it said, the cluster of beautiful feathers on its head suddenly stood up, and it spread its wings without showing any signs of weakness and shouted: "You want to eat my meat, and I also want to taste your meat."
, do you really think I’m afraid of you?”
When Zhou Yang saw this scene, the veins on his forehead suddenly jumped, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Okay, you all shut up!"
As soon as he spoke, the two spiritual birds shrank their heads and stared at each other, truly daring not to say another word.
Then he looked at the two spiritual birds with a serious look, and said through gritted teeth: "I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now. If I find that you two dare to fight among yourself on the battlefield, I will kill you two."
Stew it with dragon meat to make a pot of dragon and phoenix broth!"
When the golden-winged thunder eagle heard this, his big golden eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted with great excitement: "Okay, okay, doesn't Jiang Cai'er always say that it is a descendant of the phoenix? Master, if you want to stew dragon and phoenix broth, it is ready-made
When the time comes, as long as Jinpeng takes a sip of the soup, Jinpeng will remember his master’s goodness for the rest of his life!”
Bang!
Zhou Yang's newly recovered hand clenched a fist and punched the big, mean-mouthed bird away.
"Do you think what I just said is bullshit?"
Zhou Yang looked at the golden-winged thunder eagle, which was beaten so hard by his punch that stars appeared in his eyes, with a terrifyingly cold gaze.
At this moment, not to mention the golden-winged thunder eagle, even the colorful peacock was so frightened that his head shrank and he lay trembling on the ground to express his surrender.
The golden-winged thunder eagle was also frightened. He quickly spread his wings tightly and retracted his head inside. His voice trembled and he begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive me. Jin Peng doesn't dare to do it anymore. Jin Peng knows he was wrong!"
"Husband, please calm down. The injury on your hand is just healed. Why are you moving your hand again?"
Xiao Ying quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yang's arm, comforting her softly: "It's not like you don't know that Jin Peng is a bit of a mean-mouthed kid. If anyone really dares to attack Cai'er, he will be the first to attack."
Go up and protect Cai'er!"
"Don't worry, Ying'er. I know it well. This thief needs a beating. I've tolerated it for a long time. I must give it a good lesson today so that it knows who is the master!"
Zhou Yang pushed away the Taoist monk's hand, looked at the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle with a serious look and said, the words in his mouth made the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle's feathers stand up.
It covered its head and backed away desperately, while shouting loudly: "Master, I was wrong. I promise that I will never dare to be mean in front of you again. In the future, if you ask me to go east, I will never go south. Please let me
Shut up, if I say one more word, all my feathers will fall off and I will be fried in oil!"
"He is sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued!"
Zhou Yang sneered, and then slowly approached, saying as he walked: "I am very curious about one thing. You have been following me all the time. Logically speaking, even if you are naturally smart, you have no place to learn this bad mouth.
Can you satisfy my master's curiosity and tell me the reason?"
After saying this, he waved his hand and laid down a layer of soundproof barrier to isolate himself from the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle, so as to prevent those registered disciples from hearing something they shouldn't hear.
"I said, I said, Master, please take your time. I have fully explained that it was the gryphon and the Zhou family's boys who taught me. Didn't you go to the Far West at that time and hand me over to Lu Xuewei to help control the Zhou family?
?I had nothing to do at that time, and I didn’t have your control, so I flew around with the gryphon, accepted food offerings from some of the younger generations of the Zhou family, and also learned their curse words!"
In front of Zhou Yang's big fist, the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle decisively sold his little brother the Gripen, and explained the origin of his debt in a sharp voice.
After hearing its words, Zhou Yang's face was suddenly filled with astonishment.
"Is it that simple?"
He looked at the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle with some disbelief, seriously suspecting that this thief was still playing tricks on him.
"Really, I swear, master, you must believe me, I can't lie to you!"
The golden-winged thunder eagle blinked in tears and looked at Zhou Yang, his eyes full of grievances.
"Huh, let me trust you again for now. If you dare to ignore my order next time, you will definitely not want to taste the consequences!"
Zhou Yang snorted coldly, warned the thief again, then waved away the soundproof barrier and retracted his fist.
The golden-winged thunder eagle, who was lucky enough to escape, saw this and let out a long sigh of relief, and quickly followed him step by step. He looked like a loyal dog-legger, which made people want to laugh.
Of course, the only person who dared to laugh out loud was Xiao Ying.
Even the colorful peacock was still in fear of Zhou Yang suddenly changing his attitude and taking action. He had no idea of laughing at his enemy, the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle.
After calming these two thorns, Zhou Yang rested peacefully on the mountain to recover his injuries and mana, and prepare for the final decisive battle.
Three more days passed like this, and after fourteen days of continuous attacks, the fifth-level high-grade mountain-protecting formation "Five Elements Returning Formation" on Chongxuan Mountain was finally breached from the outside.
At this point, the entire Chongxuan Mountain was exposed to the sight of the monks attacking the mountain without any cover.
However, what they saw in their sight shocked the monks who were originally extremely excited, and their hearts sank instantly.
I saw Zhou Yang, who was refreshed and fully recovered on the top of Chongxuan Mountain. On the left stood a golden-winged thunder eagle, and on the right stood a colorful peacock. He looked at them with a playful look and said with a playful expression.
He laughed with a proud tone and said: "Hahahaha, how about it, are you surprised to see me like this? Do you have many questions in your mind?"