In all the military intelligence reports of the Southern Dynasty, Tuoba Zhan is already the strongest guard around Yuan Yan at this moment.
Previously, a half-saint Mu Qushan had died in a battle with the Chen family.
There was also a Semi-Saint Tower ** who left for unknown reasons.
For this Nantianyuan-led hunt, there is no real threat around Yuan Yan at this time.
However, only she and a few people in Nantianyuan knew that Tuoba Zhan was by no means the strongest practitioner around Yuan Yan.
Of all the sounds in the world, what most attracts the attention of practitioners is not the beauty or loudness of the sound, but the person who makes the sound.
Yuan Yan walked silently through the shadows of the forest.
When she heard the sound of shattering like glass in the air and felt the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations in it, four of the five black-armored practitioners following behind her all changed their expressions, especially when her intuition
When a breath of air came towards them, their lips trembled slightly unconsciously.
They were not afraid of death, but worried about Yuan Yan's safety.
However, there was a middle-aged black-armored practitioner who was the least noticeable at first, but he raised his head, as if two stars were lighting up in his eyes.
This middle-aged practitioner has a stooped figure and has three strands of rat whiskers.
This was a very popular practice in the western border areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Such beards are a habit of those tribes and are also considered aesthetically pleasing by the locals.
However, as the northern and southern dynasties came into contact more and more, many young people in the northern dynasty became more and more yearning for the wealth, beauty, and even luxury of the south. The habits, words, deeds, and especially aesthetics of most places in the Northern Wei Dynasty also began to
A radical change.
In the eyes of young people, such a beard has no sense of beauty, and even looks cunning and vulgar.
"She should be the eyes of these southerners."
"If I can't defeat her, you will die."
"If I defeat her, you might be able to survive."
The middle-aged man with a mustache stopped, and then calmly said these three sentences to Yuan Yan.
When he stopped, Yuan Yan also stopped.
It felt terrible not being able to control her own destiny, but she knew she had no other choice at this time, so she just nodded silently.
The remaining four Northern Wei practitioners who were loyal to her dispersed.
Only Lord Demon Sect's confidants could speak to the eldest princess in such a tone.
But since he is Lord Demon Sect's confidant, it is possible to resolve this dead situation.
Yuan Yan took a deep breath, rubbed her face, stood with her hands behind her hands, and looked at the sky.
The four Northern Wei cultivators also took a deep breath, and the true energy in their bodies began to flow rapidly.
They are all nervous.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Now that Yuan Yan is confirmed to be here, the encirclement of the Southern Dynasty will quickly shrink.
Therefore, they all knew in their hearts that the battle between the subordinates of the Demonic Sect Master and the Southern Dynasty Spiritual Mind Realm practitioner who came from the air would be extremely violent and would end very quickly.
The white rainbow-like Huiwei finally approached this mountain forest.
The true energy, broken like glass, cut through the tree crown, and countless green leaves turned into fine powder, falling like snow.
That terrifying aura suddenly gathered in the air. In the perception of these practitioners, it was like a huge mountain was forming, and it would smash down with extremely violent force in the next moment.
However, in the next moment, the four Northern Wei cultivators felt a slight chill in their throats.
As soon as a feeling of panic arose in their hearts, a red line was already formed on their throats.
Then their heads fell off.
Hee hee hee hee
The blood that rushed out from his neck splashed into the sky and onto Yuan Yan, who was surrounded by them.
Yuan Yan pursed her lips tightly. Even if the hot blood dropped on her cheeks and quickly turned cold, her face did not change, but her heart was still extremely frightened.
She can be proud in front of all practitioners of the same age, but she cannot be proud in front of such a practitioner.
She knew very well that if the other party hadn't kept her alive, she would have died like these four practitioners under this flying sword.
A nearly transparent flying sword revealed its true appearance in the blood mist, and then floated in front of the fallen woman.
During this process, the middle-aged man with a rat beard never took action.
He just smiled slightly and thought in his heart, "After all, it is a woman's method."
"Which disciple are you?"
Xi Huiwei noticed his contempt, but her mood did not fluctuate at all, so she asked indifferently.
"fifth."
The middle-aged man with a rat beard became serious, and the mocking expression disappeared from his face.
He respects Lord Demon Sect immensely in his heart, so he takes seriously and respects any issue involving Lord Demon Sect.
"Then you are Helan Guanshan."
Xi Huiwei looked at the man's somewhat wretched features and said indifferently, "Among his disciples, your cultivation should rank second."
This rat-bearded man is indeed Helan Guanshan.
He was slightly startled, but his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
Cultivation is one thing, but reaching this level of intelligence is undoubtedly a skill.
This female cultivator should be the old enemy of the Demon Sect, but she didn't expect that she would gain the trust of the Southern Emperor and live in the Nantian Courtyard.
It had been many years since she left the Northern Wei Dynasty, but knowing so much about the cultivation of Master Mo Sect's disciples could only mean that she had been quietly preparing for these years.
"So, using bait to catch the eldest princess is also your work?" Helan Guanshan became more serious. He must be cautious about this kind of enemy who knows his master very well, especially the enemy who he knows very well now.
Xi Huiwei nodded, she did not deny it.
"How can a person like you deserve to compete with Lord Demon Sect?"
Helan Guanshan felt inexplicably angry.
This was a situation that Lord Demon Sect had put a lot of effort into planning, but it was broken by the woman in front of him. The most important thing was that he did not think that this woman could become Lord Demon Sect's enemy.
The air in front of him became violent.
The air squeezed each other, and even roared like waves in an instant.
A sword energy was generated in front of him.
He also uses a sword.
A heavy sword without a blade appeared in his hand, but the sword was also covered with flowers.
This sword whipped up a violent wind and slashed at Xi Huiwei's body with great violence.
At the same time, from the ground behind Xi Huiwei, soil and rocks surged up at an alarming speed, forming a huge mud and stone sword, which also violently stabbed Xi Huiwei in the back of the heart.
For a practitioner like him who has reached the realm of spiritual thoughts, he is not only frightened because of the terrifying power that a large amount of true energy can bring, but also because his true energy has fundamentally changed compared with low-level practitioners.
His exquisite control over these true essences.
This was a sneak attack, but even the sneak attack seemed so majestic and so violent.
Compared with his two swords, Xi Huiwei's body seemed too thin and weak.
Including the flying sword suspended in front of her.
But facing these two swords, her body didn't even move.
The flying sword suspended in front of her did not move either.
Some real power invisible to the naked eye quietly emanated from her body and escaped upwards.
Then there was a white light in the sky.
Countless glass-like crystal lights fell like meteors in the white mist.
These crystal lights fell on the heavy sword in Helan Guanshan's hand, and on the mud and stone sword behind her.
Helan Guanshan's heavy sword vibrated sharply, retracted it, and danced out of the light curtain, blocking all the crystal light, and then he began to retreat.
The mud and stone sword was continuously penetrated by crystal light, splashing mud waves, and then collapsed, like a wave that had exhausted its strength, and fell slumped before it touched the shore.
The shock in Yuan Yan's heart after witnessing this scene cannot be described in words.
It turns out that this female cultivator came from the sky and had been gathering momentum.
Although she fell, the white tail of wisdom did not dissipate, but still stayed in the air, waiting for her call at this time.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
There was an extremely dense sound in the mountain forest.
These crystal lights hit the sword shadow of Helan Guanshan, making a harsh metallic sound that stung the eardrums.
Xi Huiwei raised his head slightly.
She defended first and then attacked, then started to counterattack.
The flying sword that stopped in front of her suddenly disappeared.