It was clearly detected that although Gongsun Yan was still speaking hard, he had actually given up in his heart. Liang Xingjian's eyes were already full of smiles.
There was a very proud look on his face.
The more this is the case, the next performance must be more exciting.
After these people see such methods, they will truly know how huge the gap is between them and themselves!
Liang Xingjian secretly glanced at Miss White Fox again, and saw that there seemed to be a faint look of expectation on that flawless and beautiful face, and his heart became hot, and it suddenly became a little more intense.
Liang Xingjian gently shook the sword in his hand, but he didn't see any movement. The sword energy, as subtle as a small snake, was already winding on his long sword.
Biba...baba...
After a while, these winding snake-like sword energies gradually converged into a large snake that looked like a real snake.
Liang Xingjian gave a long laugh: "Let me go!"
He gave the order, and the serpent-like sword energy turned into a sharp sword light and shot towards Sun Ning, who was a hundred feet away.
A hundred feet away, you can reach it in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the big snake's sword energy split into nine parts again and turned into nine small snakes.
These nine little snakes were extremely sharp. They looked like snakes and knives. They had formed a circle and cut into Sun Ning's heart with incomparable accuracy.
Liang Xingjian controlled it from a distance, as if he suddenly had nine hands.
Each hand is holding a small knife.
Every knife was searching for a place to carve out Sun Ning's chest.
It is conceivable that these nine snake blade sword energies will break through the frozen layer around Sun Ning's body, just like what Liang Xingjian said, and dig out his heart just like a cook cutting a cow.
"It's really amazing! The president's methods are eye-opening!"
Zhao Shengtian couldn't wait to flatter him again.
Most of the male cultivators in the Mingjun Club and the Star Club also looked at this strange sword energy meaningfully. While sighing in their hearts, they were full of expectations for the next scene.
They also wanted to see how someone with a high-level sword heart could easily and skillfully dig out a person's heart from a distance of a hundred feet.
But in the next moment, a scene that no one expected suddenly happened!
A protective shield like an iron wall suddenly appeared around Sun Ning.
The nine sword energies collided firmly with it, making a dull bang bang sound, but they dissipated without even making an inch of progress.
But the boy, whose body was like a popsicle, did not move at all.
The sword wielded by Liang Xingjian, whose cultivation had reached the half-step Xuanmen level and whose kendo realm reached the advanced level of Sword Heart Transparency, unexpectedly did not cause even a trace of harm to this seemingly ordinary young man.
"This is……"
Shouts of exclamation suddenly sounded from all around.
The next moment, almost everyone's pupils shrank.
A strange wave of air suddenly appeared above the young man's head.
The air wave gradually turned into the appearance of a person.
This is a human body between energy and reality. It reaches a height of eight feet and eight feet, suspended in mid-air, as majestic as a god.
But he looks like a young monk. Everyone can roughly see that he is wearing a soft moon-white monk robe. He has beautiful features, elegant demeanor, and extraordinary grace. He looks like the reincarnation of an enlightened monk, like the tenth golden cicada.
General.
But the graceful and delicate face of this young eminent monk was full of anger at this moment.
"How dare you attack my master? You really don't know whether to live or die. Even if you go to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer for a thousand years, you can't eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"In that case, let you all see the poor monk's refuge spell!"
"Lama La Jia Senqiu! Sanjie La Jia Senqiu..."
The tall and majestic young monk, who was somewhere between energy and reality, suddenly recited a strange mantra.
Black curved streams of light, like black ribbons floating in the air, emanated from in front of his tall body suspended in mid-air, then slowly spread out, twisting and turning, spreading to all directions.
These black streams of light seemed to have spirituality, and they were flying hundreds of feet away. There was a look of disbelief on his face, and Liang Xingjian, holding a long sword, rushed over.
In front of people's astonished gaze, the speed of chanting mantras suddenly accelerated...
Liang Xingjian only felt that his soul was in chaos. A vast Buddha appeared in his mind, with a golden body of 100 feet. He took out various magic weapons in his big hands and kept shouting: Take refuge in me and achieve the great fruit...
He seemed to see an infinitely beautiful scene, just like the legendary Paradise - that was everything he could get after taking refuge in the eminent monk in front of him...
And if you don't surrender to him, you will suffer the most painful torture in the world. Eighteen layers of hell, mountains of swords and seas of fire, skin pulling and cramping, tongue pulling out and flesh cutting, etc., will be inflicted on you one after another...
After this scene lasted for just a dozen breaths, his mental will finally reached the edge of collapse.
Everyone saw that Liang Xingjian's whole body was shaking like chaff. After about twenty breaths, he was sweating like an oar. His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul. First he fell to the ground weakly, and then he hurriedly
Gulu got up, knelt on the ground, and said repeatedly: "I see my new master. May the new master live forever!"
Servant? New master?
Liang Xingjian actually claimed to be a slave and knelt in front of the young monk?
What the hell is going on!
Everyone was puzzled, confused, frightened, and inexplicably frightened.
The most powerful person among the nearly twenty people present suddenly became like this. How could they not be afraid?
However, crazier things continue to happen.
But I heard the energy-like young monk speak in a loud and distant voice like the roar of bells and drums: "You bastard, how dare you be so disrespectful to my master, do you know your guilt?"
Liang Xingjian said respectfully: "This slave deserves death!"
"You are indeed worthy of death!"
The voice was as loud as thunder in the sky, and he hummed coldly: "This crime is unforgivable and must be severely punished. I will give you the punishment of Lingchi, three hundred and sixty-five pieces of your flesh will be cut off, and your heart will be ripped out before you die."
Liang Xingjian's whole body trembled, and there was clearly fear in his dull eyes, but he still said respectfully: "Yes!"
The next moment, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
An inexplicable scene that shocked the onlookers happened before their eyes——
I saw Liang Xingjian taking off his clothes neatly and without any shame, leaving only a pair of shorts in the blink of an eye.
The dagger in his hand resolutely stabbed his chest.
"ah……"
A large piece of meat was cut off, and Liang Xingjian let out a scream.
But it was just a scream.
People could clearly see that his face had become somewhat distorted due to severe pain.
But the dagger in his hand still stabbed hard and cut out another piece of flesh.
Such a strange scene caused the expressions of all the onlookers to change drastically.
Even though they were far away, some people were still so frightened that they couldn't help but step back.
In the blink of an eye, Liang Xingjian had already cut off dozens of pieces of flesh from his body, and the blurred flesh and blood directly turned into ice cubes, which was too horrible to look at.
Even if he is as powerful as Half-Step Xuanmen, his body cannot sustain such trauma. (To be continued)