Liang Yan was originally responsible for guarding the southeast position. He just saw the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword rushing to the southwest, thinking that he didn't need to do it himself. But at this moment, seeing the purple Changhong, wrapped in the might of thunder, he rushed towards him, and his color changed slightly.

Liang Yan's thoughts turned sharply, and he thought of several ways to deal with it in an instant, all of which were to block the sword with his supernatural powers without revealing his identity as a sword repairer.

However, just as the golden aura of both hands in his sleeves gathered, the "Mayfly Sword" located in the dantian trembled slightly, and a melodious sword sound was emitted in his body.

Liang Yan's expression changed drastically, but he saw the opportunity very quickly, and almost at the same time, he ran the technique, suppressing the sound of the sword in his body.

The Mayfly Sword now exists in his dantian. It is the embryonic sword he has cultivated with his own essence and blood, which can communicate with his own mind. Therefore, when the sword was about to whistle, Liang Yan had already felt in his heart, and only then could he suppress the sword whistle in such a timely manner.

However, although everyone did not hear the sound of the sword, the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword in the air seemed to have a sense of induction, and it turned around the tip of the sword in a hurry, galloping in the opposite direction as if fleeing away.

When everyone saw this, their faces changed slightly. The cultivators present were all those who had already built Daoji, how could they not see that Liang Yan hadn't used any magical powers at all? This Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword just looked at him and fled.

"There is a secret in this child!"

This is what everyone thought of, but it was just thinking about it. If it weren't for sure, no one would go to find out the details of others, because this is a taboo of the monks.

But whoever has the secret to those who can enter the foundation building? Moreover, Liang Yan's previous strength has long surpassed the general level of the initial foundation construction, enough for these cultivators in the field to treat him as an existence of the same level.

Liang Yan's heart at the moment was also shocked.

He didn't expect that the mere sound of the mayfly sword would be able to shock this seemingly invincible Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword. Forcing it to turn around and run away.

"Is there a sword language among the flying swords?"

Liang Yan murmured in his heart, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

At this time, the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword, after being blocked by the Nine Sun Dragon Dragon Formation and a few foundation-building cultivators, the purple light on the sword was already dimmed a lot, and it did not have the sharp aura of the original. Just like a somewhat confused urchin, flying towards the center in a muddle-headed manner.

Ximenhao smiled upon seeing this, and shouted loudly:

"Good job!"

As soon as his voice fell, he spread his five fingers in mid-air, and a huge purple palm print flew out of thin air, pressing fiercely on the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword.

There were a few unwilling sword sounds from the purple rainbow, and after struggling for a few more times in the purple palm, the sound of the sword sounds gradually fainted, and it seemed to have the meaning of surrender.

The corner of Ximenhao's mouth was full of smiles. For this Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword, he started preparations from the moment he stepped into the foundation. After decades of hard work, he finally completed the sword today. Now that he is about to be included in his bag, why don't he like it in my heart?

Although he was excited in his heart, the pinch of the tactics with both hands did not slow down a bit, only to see the tactics played one after another, and finally all of them were submerged in the purple thunder heavenly sound sword in the air. And this purple long sword, now he no longer struggles, but let him cast a spell to master it.

After a while, Xi Menhao closed his hands, and shot a purple spirit power from the center of his eyebrows. This spirit power was tied to the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword like a silk thread and dragged it towards him little by little.

Liang Yan knew that Ximenhao was using the magic door secret method to establish a mental connection with this flying sword. Once this technique was completed, then the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword was completely returned to Ximenhao.

Seeing that things were going well, Liang Yan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Ximenhao with both hands on his back.

However, at this moment, the wooden box holding the "Xianxianxian" in his arms suddenly felt agitated. Before Liang Yan could react, a colorful glow flew out and went straight to the back of Ximenhao. Heart away!

At the same time, Han Fei, Liu Jing, and Songhou who were not far away actually shot at the same time, and the target was the Bailixuan floating above the magma!

This change was too sudden, because his six senses were keen, and he hadn't noticed any signs before!

Ximenhao was concentrating on communicating with the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword, when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, he couldn't help being shocked. But at the moment when he was the most critical time to receive Feijian, he was really unwilling to let go. So gritted his teeth and unfolded a layer of purple spiritual power shield, wanting to rely on his strong cultivation base to force this.

Pouch! Screamed.

The multicolored rays of light pierced into Ximenhao's spiritual shield, and did not explode the expected collision, on the contrary, it was dead silent.

Xi Menhao, who was trying his best to collect Feijian, suddenly felt a strange power surge into his heart~www.ltnovel.com~ actually made him stick to the Dao Heart for decades, and there are faint signs of collapse.

Ximenhao was so shocked that he couldn't take the flying sword anymore. He first retracted the purple spiritual power that entangled the flying sword, and then shook his right hand, shaking out a magical flag, and immediately there was a cloud of richness. The devilish qi gushes out frantically, enveloping his whole person in it.

After all this was done, he turned around, staring coldly at the person who just shot.

"Shi Guanghan, Junior Brother Shi! What do you mean by this?"

"what for?"

Shi Guanghan chuckled, and slowly put a wooden box with the lid open in his pocket, and said with sarcasm on his face: "Senior Brother Ximen, the city lord has done too long and is too stable. It is natural to help the brothers. Long memory."

At this time, Han Fei, Liu Jing, and Songhou also urged Escape and stopped not far away from Shi Guanghan. As for the enchanting and enchanting Gou Shishuang, he smiled even more at this moment, and stood directly beside Shi Guanghan. The two stood side by side, with a close attitude, looking like a couple of gods and goddesses.

Even the unpredictable "North Sea God Beggar" Qiao Wanli stood silently on Shi Guanghan's side at this moment.

And Bailixuan, who had been attacked by the three of them just now, was already pale at this moment, and even one hand had been cut off, leaning against the edge of the magma, panting heavily.

He was originally known for his craftsmanship, and in terms of his own strength, he couldn't even match the three of Han Fei, Liu Jing, and Songhou. Just now the three of them joined forces and suddenly attacked again, severely wounding Bailixuan with just one blow.

At this time, Ximenhao's eyes swept around, and he was shocked to find that except for the seriously injured Bailixuan, Liang Yan and Jin Yuye, all the remaining cultivators had actually been on Shi Guanghan's side!

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