Chapter One Hundred and Twenty I Make You Kneel Down
"presumptuous!"
As Li Xuan's joking words fell, dozens of Wanjianmen cultivators appeared again in the empty space of the wing. The moment one of the young men saw Li Xuan, he first showed a hint of shock, and then his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Senran said:
"Piao Yujian, you actually didn't die in Tiandu Valley before. Now you raise your head and look at this place. Do you think you can still get away with it?!"
Li Xuan was no stranger to this man. He was Wang Yun, the elder of the inner sect of Wanjian Sect. He was extremely talented and had entered the state of divine connection in just forty years. He was called a swordsman genius by the world, but
With Li Xuan's sudden rise in his previous life, his edge was gradually overshadowed and he was forgotten by Shen En.
Looking at the deathly aura slowly spreading from Wang Yun's eyebrows, Li Xuan smiled, pointed at the eight formations in the sky, and said: "You mean, this is what you call a dragnet?"
At this moment, Li Xuan realized that these cultivators from Wanjian Sect had previously used the fragments of the Eight Formation Diagrams in Tian Xingzi's hands to conceal their own spiritual power fluctuations.
"The Eight Formations are the means of my ancestor Tian Xingzi. Not to mention you, even Hao Wujiang can trap and kill him. Now that things have happened, why don't you just surrender quickly!" Wang Yun's face was covered with frost, and his eyes were sharp.
Bi Lu said: "Unexpectedly, after four months, you can really come back to life. A treasure like the Hetu Luoshu contains the immortal fate of the world's cultivators, how can it be swallowed up by you privately!"
Because Tian Xingzi had great trust in his Eight Formation Diagrams, he just thought that Li Xuan in front of him was just bluffing. While quietly checking whether Li Xuan would detonate the magic pill, he said with a gloomy and cold expression:
"Boy, if you have some sense, hand over Piaoyu Sword Technique..."
Tian Xingzi was extremely depressed. Although the Piao Yu Sword was in his hand, he did not have the suitable skill. Because he was eager to ask about the Piao Yu Sword Technique, he suddenly developed some patience.
Sword techniques are different from treasures. If you kill Li Xuan, you can get Hetu Luoshu, but the Piaoyu sword technique will also disappear completely. This is not a scene that Tian Xingzi wants to see...
Regarding Han Shuangxue and the other three people next to them, Tian Xingzi, whose cultivation level had soared, did not take them seriously. In the realm of divine connection, they were all just ants.
After hearing this, Li Xuan did not get up. He filled up another glass of wine with his handle, took a sip, and said with a calm smile: "The human race's most precious treasure, I will never give it to a foreign race..."
Looking at Li Xuan's indifferent expression, Tian Xingzi just thought that he had given up struggling.
Wang Yun's face was filled with coldness and his expression was almost ferocious, and he said: "Li Xuan, you have to know that if we can kill you once, we can kill you a second time. You don't really think that in the face of such a siege, you can still
Is there a chance of survival? If you hand it over honestly, you will suffer less before you die..."
A female cultivator next to her had a cold face and sneered: "Elder Wang, why do you need to be with a dead man?"
Words! Detain him and search his sea of consciousness, and everything will be known!"
There were ten cultivators in the field who were in the realm of divine connection, plus the ancestor Tian Xingzi in the realm of divine martial arts. All the cultivators did not pay attention to the four people in front of them. It was as if they could control Li Xuan with just one thought.
The life and death of everyone.
Seeing this, Li Xuan remained unhurried, but the corner of his mouth curled up. His right hand behind his back quietly held the other half of the Eight Formation Diagram, and used the vitality of Hetu Luoshu to move it.
He kept calling out to the fragments in the air.
He had previously learned from Qi Ling that his Eight Formation Diagram was the main scroll. As long as he released the vitality power of Hetu Luoshu to guide him, with just a cup of tea, the eight formation diagram sub-volume in the air would also be released.
Controlled by oneself.
Wang Yun saw Li Xuan's calm face, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and responded to the female cultivator: "Yes, I want to see the Piaoyu Sword in the rumor of Divine Grace, kneeling in front of me and suffering.
Don't take any action in the scene of begging for mercy, watch me break the mythical cultivator of divine grace by myself!"
Li Xuan's strong rise has dimmed Wang Yun's Tianzong cultivation path. Now they think they are in control of the situation, but their words have decided Li Xuan's life and death.
After that, he walked forward. The nine cultivators next to him all had their chests crossed as if they were watching a show, with a hint of contempt in their eyes.
Tian Xingzi hesitated for a moment, then reminded Wang Yun: "Don't be too harsh, I still want to find out about Piao Yu's swordsmanship..."
Although they knew the news of the death of all cultivators in Southern Xinjiang before coming here, in the eyes of everyone, they just thought that Hao Wujiang defeated the cultivators of the four sects in front of the Ancient Moon Secret Realm with the help of Hao Wujiang alone.
Li Xuan's Dantian moved, and he suddenly felt that he finally had a spiritual connection with the fragments of the Eight Formation Diagram in the air, and a sense of joy was constantly conveyed from it.
He glanced at Wang Yun in front of him lightly, and whispered softly: "You foreigners can't push me to that point..."
There was a hint of anger in Tian Xingzi's eyes. Wang Yun became even more furious after hearing this. The death energy flowed from his body. Now that he has been planted with the alien soul Gu, his strength is no longer what it used to be. No one can compare with the cultivators in the spiritual realm.
With his sharp sword, he had unprecedented confidence. He raised his hand and swung his sword, hitting Li Xuan's knees hard. With just the strength of the sword's light, dense cracks appeared on the stone wall of the tower.
You must know that the Zuixian Pavilion is built with the strongest white marble in the world. With Wang Yun's sword, the entire pavilion shook a bit.
There was a trace of cruelty in Wang Yun's eyes, and he yelled: "Li Xuan, Piaoyu Sword, I have to let you kneel in front of me today!"
Jiang Baihe and the other three did not move from beginning to end, but had a faint smile on their faces.
When Li Xuan saw Wang Yun coming, he didn't even straighten up. Covered by Hetu Luoshu's vitality, his left hand burst out with hot energy.
The white awns seemed like the surrounding snow had melted a bit.
He grabbed Wang Yun's neck in the air like he was holding a dead fish. In everyone's surprised eyes, he smashed his whole body to the ground. The stone bricks exploded and he was completely drunk.
The Immortal Pavilion shook violently again and seemed to collapse.
"You dare!" Wang Yun was detained on the ground by Li Xuan, but he found that when he tried to struggle, the alien death energy in his body was suppressed and could not move! He was so aggrieved that he shouted loudly.
Li Xuan's eyes showed a trace of contempt, he raised his right leg and hit Wang Yun's ankle with a clean and neat movement, just like two clicks, Wang Yun knelt down in front of Li Xuan, painfully
He groaned and turned pale.
He found that the alien death energy that he was so proud of had disappeared into the sea, unable to be mobilized to recover the injuries in his body! The white light in Li Xuan's hand seemed to be slowly devouring the rich death energy in his body. This incident made Wang Yun's soul dead.
Risk it all!
Li Xuan's eyes showed a look of amusement, and he pinched Wang Yun's chin with his left hand, making bursts of joint dislocation sounds, and said coldly: "You so-called genius of Wanjianmen, kneel down for me, don't you?"
Move!"
Seeing this, Tian Xingzi and other cultivators subconsciously sensed something was wrong, and wanted to attack together to kill Li Xuan directly.
At this moment, Li Xuan had completely established a spiritual link with the eight formation diagrams in the air. He raised his right hand slightly, and saw a stream of light quickly escape into the top, merging into a complete picture with countless fantasy-colored paths.
The pattern suddenly surged like a waterfall, submerging the place and erupting into dazzling spots of light.
Before Tian Xingzi activated the formation, the diners of Zuixian Pavilion had already fled like birds and beasts. Standing on the street, they looked at the direction of the resplendent Zuixian Pavilion in a daze, with a hint of fear in their eyes:
"Could it be that there are great cultivators fighting above?"
The people of Beiliang had already discovered that the Liang army in the capital only surrounded such a big movement and did not take the initiative to climb the building.
Emperor Wu of Liang in the distance had a deep meaning in his eyes. He looked at the Zuixian Pavilion filled with golden light and said softly: "I hope you can really kill them..."
Tian Xingzi in the field was still in extreme shock. At this moment, he was shocked to find that he had completely lost contact with the Eight Formation Diagrams! He was so distracted that he forgot to take action for a moment.
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Li Xuan felt the power coming from his wrist. When he saw Wang Yun struggling again, he violently moved his palms and slapped them with a "snap" sound, shattering the teeth in Wang Yun's mouth and almost the entire left side of his face.
They all slumped, and said coldly to Wang Yun: "I want you to kneel down! Don't move!"
The Wanjianmen cultivators in the field finally reacted, with sharp panic on their faces. They had already discovered that Li Xuan, who was also in the realm of the gods, actually had the power to kill him!