The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

With just a single move, Lin Yue, a cultivator known for his sneak attacks, disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Liang Yan single-handedly fought against the sixteen foundation-building peers. Instead of falling short, he also beheaded three opponents among the lightning and flint.

This method amazed everyone who watched the field outside.

Especially Jin Yuye, she just saw Liang Yan put down her cruel words and wanted to fight sixteen fellow monks alone. A heart had been mentioned in her throat a long time ago, and her face was full of worries.

When the besieging monks shot at the same time, and various magical powers overwhelmed Liang Yan's figure, she couldn't help but screamed out. If it weren't for Jin Yunpeng to hold on to her daughter, I'm afraid this woman has already rushed to the ring and is fighting side by side with Liang Yan.

Until now, Liang Yan has shown great power on the field, fighting 16 monks of the same generation with his own power, and still beheading three people while talking and laughing.

This series of fighting tricks made Jin Yuye look excited and swaying. If it wasn't for the sect of the three slain monks, this little girl would just jump up from the seat and applaud.

The palms of the three martial sects of the Hidden God Sect, Lingji Cave, and the Scarlet Demon Sect were all pale at the moment.

Their disciples, taking advantage of more people to take the stage to challenge, want to fish in troubled waters, and win a good ranking, this is not a glorious thing in the first place.

If these monks quickly take this person with a thunderous force, it would be fine. After all, it can be said with hindsight that Liang Yan did not measure his strength, boasted about going to Haikou, and could not blame others.

But now their sixteen besieged one person, not only didn't take the slightest advantage, but the other party killed three people, and among them, there were disciples under his own school, which undoubtedly caused the face of the three sects to be disgraced.

Before the start of the fight, these siege monks thought they had a chance to win, and one of them even bluntly said: "There are no magical powers and spells, and there will be casualties in a miss."

Originally, these words were just to excuse them for beheading Liang Yan, but I didn't expect that at this moment, he lifted a rock and hit his own foot. The head of the three major sects really didn't make sense.

The three of them glanced at each other, suddenly got up, and arched towards Zuoqiu Mingzhu on the main seat:

"Mr. Pearl, I waited for my disciple to learn art, but today I lost it here. It is really my own responsibility. It's just that my disciple lost his life, and I have no face to stay here anymore, so let's say goodbye!"

After the palm of the Scarlet Demon Sect finished speaking, he raised his hand with a technique, and rolled all his disciples into his sleeves. He ignored the prohibition against flying in Huangshi Mountain, and turned into a rainbow of light and rushed away.

The two remaining palms also clasped their fists towards Zuoqiu Mingzhu, and left Ling Yunfeng with their disciples, not even the "liuyun fruit" they were about to get.

"This.........."

Zuoqiu Mingzhu's complexion changed for a while, and in the end he just sighed lightly, and did not say anything to keep a few people.

The purpose of their Zuoqiu family holding this Hundred Fruit Banquet was to make good friends with the powerful factions in Nanchui. The Scarlet Demon Sect, Lingji Cave, and the Hidden God Sect are all sects where Jindan cultivators are seated, and they are naturally the objects they have tried to make friends with.

But this is a martial arts contest. Since he is in the ring, he will have his destiny for life and death, even if it is Zuoqiu Mingzhu, he can't say anything.

What's more, this is sixteen to one. The sixteen besieged people had all their magical powers before, but they didn't mean to leave Liang Yan alive. Nowadays, those who are weak are being killed by others, no matter how thick-skinned the others are, they have nothing to say.

At this time, the fighting method in the field has reached a white-hot stage, Liang Yan Jinguang added himself, the "mixed power" was running at full capacity, and each punch and kick had great power.

The remaining thirteen people now only dared to attack Liang Yan from a distance with various magical spells, entangled or stumbled, but no one dared to come forward and confront him in close quarters.

Liang Yan possessed two supernatural powers, "Hunhun Gong" and "Mind Undecided Technique". Even under the elimination of the band, those supernatural powers were easily broken by him.

But in this way, even though Liang Yan is invincible, it is difficult to find a chance to kill.

If he stares at one person, the other twelve will shoot at the same time, buying time for that person to escape, and you will come and go with each other, and a stalemate will be formed.

Liang Yan was fighting on the court, and Tang Diexian's eyes never left him for half a step.

When he first saw his sweetheart being besieged, Tang Diexian's eyes were also full of worry. But when she saw Liang Yan show off his power and killed three of them immediately, her eyes turned to deep surprise, with a trace of envy.

Before Liang Yan left Yixing Pavilion, her cultivation base was worse than her. Moreover, the chief of the clan cabinet and the master of Taoism have all asserted that this child is so talented that he cannot be compared with himself, and that he will even build a foundation in the future is an extravagant hope.

Who knows that suddenly seven or eight years later, Liang Yan not only has a higher level of cultivation, but also has so much magical powers that he has gradually become an existence that he needs to look up to.

"He is so powerful now, will he not want me in the future..." Tang Diexian murmured, suddenly thinking of something, secretly in his heart: "We must find a way to pull him in. Yixingge, otherwise we will drift away, and the future will be really hard to tell!"

"He has such strength. Zhuo Yuntian, who convicted him back then, has defected. I believe that as long as I persuade him a little bit, the great masters will not object. When he advances to the Juyuan Realm in the future~www.ltnovel.com~I How about allowing him to be a Taoist master? When we and I will be in charge of Yixing Pavilion together, we will surely let Yixing Pavilion return to its former status."

Tang Diexian's gaze was a little stunned when he thought of the days when the two of them would be chords and rejuvenate Yixing Pavilion together...

At this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed. I saw Tong Dayou of Yulingzong pinching his hands quickly. The spirit beast that looked like a turtle but not a tortoise, like a bird and not a bird suddenly jumped up, like a spinning top in mid-air. It spun quickly.

Every time it turns, its body size increases by one point, and suddenly hundreds of times pass by, and it turns out to be the size of a small hill.

This giant tortoise descended from the sky and pressed above Liang Yan's head.

Liang Yan only felt that the spiritual power of his body was like being trapped in a mire, and the escape technique was as slow as a tortoise crawling.

Tong Dayou shouted: "My secret technique can suppress this person's kung fu for half a cup of tea. You have any kung fu to suppress the bottom of the box, please do it quickly, otherwise you really can't fight him!"

When the other monks saw this, they were all overjoyed, and they all responded, "There are fellow cultivators and daoists who will hold on for a while!"

As soon as they finished their words, they immediately raised their hands to pinch the tactics, and saw the brilliance in mid-air, all kinds of spiritual tools, talisman, and natal magical powers, all calling towards Liang Yan's location.

Liang Yan was trapped under the giant tortoise and couldn't use his escape technique to evade at all. He could only rely on the "emptiness of all laws" to support everyone's attacks.

Although his "all dharmas and voids" are mysterious, they have suppressed the cultivation base at this moment. They are also the realm of the foundation stage. In the face of so many people's successive fierce attacks, even this Buddhism's great supernatural powers can't hold it.

At this moment, a pan in Liang Yan's storage bag shook suddenly, and a red light flashed out of it.

The news from Hongmang was only five simple words:

"You can do it!"