The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Seeing Xue Shaoping dying tragically under his own supernatural powers, the fifteen monks in the field at this moment no longer had the expressions of talking and laughing and holding the winning ticket.

There was a solemn color on everyone's face.

It is impossible to retreat. At this time, if someone had stage fright, they would spread it out in the future, but 17 of them joined forces to deal with a monk of the same generation, but they were frightened by this person's magical powers.

In the future, let alone them, even the teachers behind them will be ashamed together!

These monks looked at each other, and they all had a thought in their hearts:

"You must shoot at the same time to suppress this person with thunder!"

"Everyone, this person is supernatural and weird, I don't have to keep my hand!" A loud shout came, and it was Feng Tianheng of Jiuhan Mountain. This person was dressed in white and floated above everyone's heads, like an immortal in the sky.

With a wave of his big sleeve, nine cold air whistled out immediately, and nine ice thorns condensed in the air, shooting towards the place where Liang Yan was.

With this person taking the lead, the others also used their own housekeeping skills. All kinds of spells roared endlessly for a time, and the magical powers of thunder, sound, fire, and wood species varied.

Liang Yan was at the center of these spell attacks, and there was no time to evade. He only heard a rumbling sound, and his place was blasted into a piece of residue by various spells.

Amidst the billowing smoke, everyone was digging into the divine sense, but they didn't notice the slightest.

"Is he dead?"

Such a question was born in everyone's mind.

However, before they could react, they saw a golden light burst out of the dense smoke, fast as lightning, and reached one of them in a blink of an eye.

Among the golden light, it is Zhang Daniu who Liang Yan has transformed!

His "Hunhun Gong" has already realized the fifth aspect. "Various Dharma emptiness" is purely good at defense, and combined with the purified spiritual power in his body, the general foundation-building spells can't help him at all.

"Oops!"

At this moment in front of Liang Yan is the female Xiu Zhuang Wan in Lingjidong.

This woman is one of the first monks to take the stage, but her cultivation is the weakest, only in the early stage of foundation building. Obviously he came to fish in troubled waters and wanted to win a good place in the fight.

She saw that Liang Yan was unscathed under the siege of fifteen people, and she also rushed out of the siege, directly in front of her, she was already scared to death.

Liang Yan in the golden light was even less talkative. He stretched forward with one hand. This palm was unremarkable, but in Zhuang Wan's eyes, it was like a mountain and the sea.

She didn't have time to think about it, but she kept pinching her hands to sacrifice all the defensive spirit weapons in her storage bag.

An ancient mirror, a stone stele, and a mysterious ruler made of jasper jade.

These things ran across the top of her head, propping up three different colors of aura, like three shields with different attributes, resisting above her.

"boom!"

Due to Liang Yan's "fist-like appearance", the ancient mirror burst suddenly, and the stone tablet broke in the middle, leaving only a jade ruler. It only persisted for half a breath, and it shattered into countless crystals under the force of the fist. Fragments.

"No! Save..."

Zhuang Wan's half sentence stuck in his throat, and he didn't have time to say it, so Liang Yan punched him in the chest, his breath instantly dissipated, and the whole person flew out upside down.

As soon as Liang Yan struck this punch, he heard a strong wind behind him, and it was obvious that someone took the opportunity to sneak attack.

Without turning his head back, he just turned slightly in place, "rounding method" as he wanted, and abruptly deflected the attack behind him, instead hitting a monk next to him.

The two monks who had originally planned to attack, were led by Liang Yan to their own people, and a few curses were immediately heard in the air.

"Hehe, Dao's friendly approach, it seems that it's not just an individual repair!"

There was a chuckle, followed by a roar like a beast.

Liang Yan looked back and saw that it was a spirit beast that looked like a tortoise but not a tortoise or a bird or a bird. It had four legs and a large turtle shell on the back, which looked nondescript.

"Who am I? I turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Imperial Spirit Sect!" Liang Yan said with a long smile: "Look at the beast, know the person, this'head-shrunk tortoise' is really a spiritual beast for you!"

Yu Lingzong Tong Dayou had been hiding behind everyone before, and only sent his own spirit beast to attack Liang Yan. At this moment, after hearing his words, his face was also slightly red.

"Everyone, don't listen to his words to provoke, and work together to win this person!"

Feng Tianheng shouted, countless ice thorns fell from the sky, all of them were stabs towards Liang Yan. The others also used their own escape techniques to separate Liang Yan, using all kinds of magic magic powers to besie him from a distance.

Although Liang Yan's "Dharma and Void" can resist these supernatural powers, it is extremely depleted of spiritual power. At this moment, he suppressed the cultivation base, only to the realm of the foundation stage, and challenged fifteen peers at the same time. Naturally, he couldn't take their spells hard. .

These more than a dozen monks did not come from the same sect, each had their own small abacus, and naturally they couldn't work together. Their spells are shot sequentially, and their magical powers are also different.

Liang Yan used the escape technique to wander in the air, dodge some of the magical powers, and used the "distraction method" to resolve the other part of the magic. For a while, he became a stalemate with these people.

At this moment, a figure of Ruoyouruowu suddenly appeared behind Liang Yan!

I saw a flash of white light ~www.ltnovel.com~ revealing this person's appearance, but a thin man with a scar on his face.

As soon as he appeared, he stabbed a long knife exuding blood to Liang Yan's back, and there was an excited and twisted smile on the corner of his mouth.

This person is Lin Yue of the Hidden God Sect, the hidden God Sect is a side door, and does not belong to the four great unifications. But the "hidden mystery method" secretly passed down in the clan is a secret technique that is extremely good at assassination.

Many cultivators of hostile sects died in the hands of disciples of the Hidden Gods Sect. Some of them were even higher than the assassins, but they were killed because they were unprepared.

"The blood-devouring knife can draw blood from a person, and even the gods can't save you if you are hit by this knife!"

As Lin Yue thought, he excitedly stabs Liang Yan's back with a long middle knife, but he has only just stabbed halfway, and can no longer move forward half an inch.

"what?"

Lin Yue was shocked. He looked up and saw that Liang Yan was still facing his back, but his right arm turned around at an incredible angle, and **** gently clamped the tip of the knife.

With only these two fingers, his bloodthirsty knife can no longer move!

"No, this is impossible! Even the cultivator at the peak of my'hidden mystery' cannot be detected. How can you ascertain my position in advance?" Lin Yue exclaimed with a look of disbelief.

Of course he didn't know that under the operation of Liang Yan's "Buddhism, Purity and Purity", within ten feet of a radius, there is no way to hide!

"Hehe, do you think I don't know where you are hiding? It's just asking you to enter the urn!"

Liang Yan let out a long laugh, the black sword aura in his right arm pouring out like a tidal wave. Before the people watching the battle next to figure out what happened, Lin Yue's whole body suddenly burst from the inside, and his whole body was strangled. In eight falls, countless pieces fell from the sky.