Liang Yan and Confucian God will fight several times, not only because of coincidence, but also because of their positions.

Ever since he first met Confucian God General and Gou Qi's secret talk, he has become a thorn in the other side's side. In order not to let things leak out, Ling Chongxiao wanted to kill him before he could.

In addition, Liang Yan was involved in the dispute in Xuanyuan City. One was the guest of the sixth princess, and the other was the second prince's aide.

Although they themselves have no deep hatred, but now for the sake of it, no one is willing to back down. It is necessary to distinguish between superior and inferior, but also to decide life and death!

Hearing the sarcasm from the Confucian general, Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly smiled and said:

"Since this is the case, Liang will come to learn the methods of Confucian gods!"

As soon as the word "Duan" was uttered, a silver brilliance pierced the sky, and the distance of a hundred feet was only an instant. Before Xuanyuan Lingwei and others could see clearly, the silver sword light had already landed on the head of Confucian God General.

brush!

The sword glow slashed at the top of Ling Chongxiao's head, but no blood gushed out. The figure rippled gently like water waves, and disappeared in place after a while.

"Where are people?"

Everyone present was slightly taken aback, even Liang Yan frowned.

But in the next moment, he started using the "Babu Yanyuan's technique, and he seemed to see something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body turned into a gray light, flashing back, and retreated several times in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of feet away.

And the moment he just retreated, the void above his head suddenly split, and a big hand covered with black hair suddenly protruded out, swarming with tremendous force, clawing downward like an eagle's claw.

With this catch, only the afterimage of Liang Yan was caught.

Although Ling Chongxiao's traces were weird, Liang Yan's "Babu Yanyuan" was also very mysterious. As early as the moment the opponent made a move, he had sensed it and avoided it in time.

But the black hand took the lead and refused to let Liang Yan go. At this moment, he trembled slightly, the hairs on his palm stood on end, and shot at him!

Thousands of black silk threads contain extremely sinister power, like black drizzle, pouring down.

Liang Yan was in the air, had just escaped the sneak attack of the **** hand, and now was covered by black drizzle, there was no way he could avoid it.

But he didn't panic, he twisted his body, and a crack opened on his forehead.

A vertical eye was exposed from the crack, the pupil turned slightly, and a black beam of light shot out.

The black drizzle that was pouring down was hit by this beam of light, and unexpectedly stopped abruptly in place, unable to fall any more.

Liang Yan was free, raised his hand and slapped the Taixu Gourd, and the mayfly sword pellet shot out, rushing towards a certain void above the palm of his hand.

This sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and there was a muffled groan in the void, and a figure staggered out.

This man in Confucian robes and long gowns, with a handsome face, is the Confucian **** general Ling Chongxiao who disappeared just now!

It's just that at this moment, the scarf on his head has been cut off by Liang Yan's sword, his hair is loose, and he no longer looks as graceful as before, looking very embarrassed.

"You! You Jianwan...why is it so different from before?!"

Confucian God General's eyes widened, looking at Liang Yan below, his face was full of disbelief.

This person has deep scheming, even if he thinks that he can win the opponent with his own strength, he is not willing to fight head-on, but likes to win by sneak attack.

When Liang Yan was fighting with the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove just now, he hid in the dark and wanted to wait for Liang Yan to reveal his flaws before sneaking up on him by surprise.

Who knew that Liang Yan hadn't used all his strength from the beginning to the end, and the sword pill hadn't been drawn out of its sheath, and he was about to kill the Seven Sages.

The Confucian God General and the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove worked together for Xuanyuan Haoyu. If he really refused to save him, it would be hard to explain when he went back. He was forced to show up to save him.

When he saw Liang Yan turning things into swords, he could already see that the other party's cultivation base was advanced, and he was very cautious in his heart, but he deliberately pretended to be disdainful on the surface, just to paralyze his opponent and attack secretly.

Unexpectedly, this sneak attack, not only did not seriously injure the opponent, but also made himself suffer a dark loss.

Facing Ling Chongxiao's questioning, Liang Yan had no intention of answering at all.

With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the whole person turned into a gray light and walked towards the sky, avoiding the coverage of the black rain, and then swung the sword light across, and the mayfly sword pill slashed towards Ling Chongxiao head-on.

Now that the sword baby is complete, the power of the sword pill is of course not the same.

The same sword, last time in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, the Confucian **** would talk and laugh, but this time, his face was extremely serious, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

With a pinch of the formula, he dispersed the giant black palm, and with a wave of his sleeve, he threw a black inkstone into the air.

The inkstone is called "Huhou Dianbing Inkstone", and it is made of ten thousand years of cold crystal. The material itself is considered indestructible, and the ink in the inkstone is even more mysterious!

"Tiger Hou Dianbing Inkstone" was suspended in mid-air, and Ling Chongxiao pinched the formula in his hand anxiously, chanting words in his mouth.

The next moment, the ink flew out of the inkstone, and a large area of ​​the sky was blackened, like a giant splashed ink landscape painting.

In the painting, the mountains are continuous and majestic, and the flags on the mountains are waving, which seems to be a battlefield. Soldiers and soldiers are drawn in large and small inks, each of them is wearing a battle armor, full of murderous aura!

"kill!"

With the roar of the general in the painting, thousands of soldiers rushed out!

Countless generals, pawns, and chariots made of ink and wash appeared in midair, the wheels rolled, the war beasts roared, and the black banners joined together, and the entire Luofeng Temple was killed to the extreme!

And their goal is only one, and that is Liang Yan!

"I've heard that Taoist sect has 'Scattering beans into soldiers', but I didn't expect Confucianism to have 'splashing ink into painting'!"

Liang Yan squinted his eyes, and he also didn't dare to be careless in the face of this unpredictable Confucian general.

He displayed the "Bodhi mirror image", and all the changes in the sky above Luofeng Temple and the surroundings were reflected in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

"go!"

After seeing the opponent's moves clearly, Liang Yan did not choose to retreat, but charged into the enemy's formation with his sword.

Among thousands of troops, a cyan sword light is invincible!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In mid-air, war beasts howled and army drums blared!

A burly general raised a pair of hammers and threw it at the top of Liang Yan's head; another short and fat general swung a long knife and slashed at his lower abdomen; The dagger in his hand stabbed him in the neck.

"snort!"

Liang Yan snorted coldly, his face was as calm as water, he didn't even look at it, but with a thought, Mayfly Jianwan pierced the double hammers forward, cutting the burly general in half with his sword.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light dispersed, and a whirlwind of cyan sword energy stirred up the two generals who were close behind him into pieces.

brush! brush! brush!

In the majestic army formation, a little green light rushes from left to right, and wherever it passes, corpses are scattered all over the field, like a tiger descending a mountain, it is overwhelming!

Seeing it from a distance, Ling Chongxiao was extremely surprised.

His "Tiger Hou Soldier Inkstone" has a great history, it was given by Xuanyuan Potian himself, and it is an imitation of "Xuanyuan Soldier Talisman". It is rare to meet an opponent.

Logically speaking, Liang Yan was only in the middle stage of Tongxuan, not to mention a thousand troops, even a small group of soldiers in the magic weapon could take him down.

But now that I have fully activated the magic weapon, and brought out all 12 points of its power, I still can't stop this cyan sword!

"People say that there are three people, and you should look at them with admiration. I didn't expect this kid to come to such a point after only seeing him for a month!"

Confucian God General thought to himself, his expression extremely serious.

Seeing that all the generals in the air couldn't stop him, he threw the Fenghuo Jinlun out again. This magic weapon was refined by him with his own blood essence, and it contained endless wind and fire power.

Taking advantage of the wind, the fire is not only more powerful, but also extremely fast. The people below only saw a flash of red light, like a shooting star across the sky, and the next moment it reached Liang Yan's head.

"Well done!"

Liang Yanzheng was fighting vigorously, he was not afraid at all when he saw the situation, his right hand was shining golden, and he punched the sky.

boom!

With a loud noise, the Buddhist golden light and crimson flames burst out in mid-air, and the dazzling light shone in all directions, as if raining fire on the top of Cumulus Mountain.

Fenghuo Jinlun paused in mid-air, while Liang Yan's figure returned to the army formation with the force of the recoil. With a thought in his mind, the Mayfly Sword Ball swirled around and killed several Ten ink shadow warriors.

"Good boy, you will definitely die today!"

Confucian God General shouted angrily, spread out his right hand, hooked five fingers, and grabbed it from the air like an eagle's claws.

Countless black silk threads appeared out of thin air in all directions, like a huge black palm, holding Liang Yan in the palm.

The next moment, as Confucian God General clenched his right hand tightly, those black silk threads cut towards Liang Yan like sharp blades.

Although Liang Yan was fighting in the army formation, he had already activated the "Babu Yanyuan". He sensed it.

"Hmph, this trick again, is Qian Donkey at the end of his game?"

Liang Yan sneered, raised his hand with a move, and the lightsaber turned into a silver beam, surrounding him, cutting off the black threads that were trying to sneak attack him one by one.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

In the battlefield, the sword blares continuously, the green sword kills the enemy, and the silver sword protects the body!

After Liang Yan advanced to Jianying, not only was the flying sword more powerful, but also his sword moves were more handy. At this moment, he himself was the commander of the sword, and Mayfly and Dingguang were like two generals. Into No Man's Land!

"It's not rude to come and go, since Senior Ling has nothing to do with me, it's Liang's turn next!"

Liang Yan parried Ling Chongxiao's stormy attack. At this moment, he sneered, and his entire right eye suddenly turned gray.

"This trick again!"

Ling Chongxiao's face changed slightly. He had seen the opponent's move before, and almost suffered a big loss at that time, and almost subconsciously looked at his chest.

But this time his reaction was much faster, it only took one-thousandth of a breath before he suddenly came to his senses, shouted suddenly, raised his hand and slapped it out.

The mighty Confucian spiritual power gushed out from the palm, and turned into a bright galaxy in mid-air, blocking Ling Chongxiao's face.

"'Stardust Transformation River Strength'!"

Liang Yan's gray-white pupils shrank, and he secretly increased his mana. The gray death energy spread in the galaxy, swallowing a large amount of starlight in an instant.

"Stardust Transforming River Power" is Ling Chongxiao's own supernatural power. Being able to absorb opponent's magic weapons and supernatural powers into this weird galaxy is his strongest means of self-protection.

The death aura is powerful, and everything it passes will be annihilated, but the interior of this galaxy is boundless, with shining stars flickering in mid-air, and the death aura can only swallow a very small part of it.

The two sides are fighting with supernatural powers, and by this time, it can be said that they have exhausted their means.

With the help of Jianying, Liang Yan rushed from left to right in the army formation, and had already killed nearly half of the army of "Huhou Dianbingyan". Can't fix the sword light of the lightsaber.

On the other side, the Confucian **** will stand high in the sky, while fully urging the magic weapon and supernatural power to attack Liang Yan, while also concentrating on running the "star dust into the river power" to block Liang Yan's "no direction" supernatural power.

In Cumulus Mountain, the two sides meet again, and now that they have used all kinds of tricks, they are evenly matched!

"Am I not mistaken? What is the origin of this person, and he can actually compete with the gods?!"

Among the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, the man with the brush looked horrified, and he didn't bother to besiege Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others at this time, but retreated far away with the other five people.

What happened today has far exceeded their imagination~lightnovelpub.net~ I thought that capturing Xuanyuan Lingwei this time must be easy to catch, but I didn't expect to kill an evil star halfway, not only killing my elder brother with a single sword In the physical body, he was inseparable from Confucian God General, one of the Twelve God Generals.

"How can Xuanyuan Lingwei have such fierce people around him? Could it be that the third younger brother made a mistake in his calculations... the second highness is not a real dragon? Did I stand on the wrong side this time?"

The monk holding the writing brush secretly transmitted a sound, and the rest of the people were slightly startled when they heard it.

"Second brother said it is very possible! You have to leave some room for everything. Whether you succeed today depends on the battle between the **** general and that person. I don't want to rush to make a move. I have the right to leave myself a way out... …”

"Yes, as it should be..."

The Six Sages of the Bamboo Grove seemed to have reached an agreement, and took a few steps back in a tacit understanding, and did not attack Xuanyuan Lingwei and others.

Just when everyone in Luofeng Temple had different thoughts, a loud noise suddenly came from the back of Jiyun Mountain, where Wang Xianya was located!

Rumble!

Amidst the loud noise, as if the ice and snow were melting, the entire mountain range collapsed!

Liang Yanzheng and Ling Chongxiao were fighting fiercely, and he was startled when he heard this voice, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the back mountain.

I saw two streaks of light, one blue and one black, rushing out from the ruins of the mountain range.

Flying in front was an old man of half a century, wearing brocade clothes and a beaded curtain and feather crown on his head. Although he was dressed in a gentle and elegant manner, his face was very ugly at the moment.

Flying behind was an old monk with inverted eight eyebrows, copper bell eyes, and a very fierce face, like a murderous executioner.

Strangely, there was a young monk with delicate features lying on his shoulder, his eyes were closed at this moment, and he bit the old monk's shoulder with his own teeth......