Chapter 175: Snatching the Soul
When Lin Yang entered the practice square in the Xia Wang's Mansion, the square was already full of Xia Wang's Mansion's family members, and in front of the five gates of the Xia Wang's Mansion in the square, an old man stood under the plaque.
"I am Lu Yingyang, the lord of the Xia Wang's Mansion! This friend, please give your name. You forcibly broke into my Xia Wang's mansion, what is the so-called? But do you have a grudge against my chivalrous palace? "This old man is none other than Lu Yingyang, the current owner of the Xia Wang Mansion. This character has never been seen in the movie, and Lin Yang has seen it for the first time.
Before Lin Yang could answer, a family member had already run to Lu Yingyang's side and reported something to Lu Yingyang in a low voice.
"What?" Lu Yingyang was furious, "Maniac, it turns out that you are here for the thousand-year-old ice spirit in my mansion, okay!" Good! Good! You covet the treasure of my house, hurt my beloved son, beat my loyal servant, and today the old man wants you to come and go! ”
Lu Yingyang raised his hand and raised a triangular colored flag, "Set up the formation!" Take this thief with me and avenge my son!" ”
All the families in the square agreed and ran quickly.
The whole square was crowded with people for a while, a team of family members holding long swords, first lined up in a neat square in the square, and then the middle two teams of people stood still, and the other teams began to line up along the periphery into two nested circles with each other, and the people in the two circles struck each other with the hilt of their swords while running, making a burst of "dangdang" sound.
Lu Yingyang waved the pennant in his hand: "Hundreds of people kill the formation!" Rise! ”
I saw a trace of colored smoke suddenly emerge from the array, and then the colored smoke gradually thickened, and slowly with the thick of the colored smoke, the running figures in the formation gradually blurred.
With the command of the pennant in Lu Yingyang's hand, only the snowy blade and the bright sword tip could be seen in the hundred-person killing array, and there was no longer a single figure in sight. The entire hundred-person killing array was like a monster composed of colored smoke and sword blades, it was as fast as the wind, roaring and rushing straight towards Lin Yang.
Lin Yang calmly looked at the oncoming hundred-person killing array, slowly raised his hands, palms outward, suddenly his eyes widened, and suddenly roared: "Ah"
Aura control!
Since learning to control his aura, Lin Yang has put his aura around his body every day when he meditates and practices to exercise his control ability, and now he has already exercised his control power to the fullest.
As early as when the 100-person killing array had just begun to be arranged, Lin Yang had already divided his aura control into hundreds and quietly released them. Now with this loud shout, the sharp sword in the hands of each family member in the hundred-person killing array came out under a huge suction force, and flew towards Lin Yang under Lin Yang's control.
In the sound of "Canglanglang", hundreds of long swords lined up in a neat phalanx, obliquely inserted in the open space behind Lin Yang, the hilt of the sword was pointing at Lin Yang, with the long sword gently swaying, it seemed that these hundred long swords were worshipping Lin Yang.
"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect?!" When Lu Yingyang saw this incredible scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he almost wanted to get out of his eyes. "What is your relationship with the Juggernaut? Are you the lone party in the Peerless City? Not like! Who are you? ”
Lin Yang silently used Jiuyang Divine Skill, drew a circle with his palms, and pushed forward, "Whew!" A wave of anger pushed the hundred-person killing array in front of him who was stunned because of the inexplicable release of the sword, and turned people on their backs and made way for a way.
Lin Yang walked forward proudly, he naturally knew who the Sword Saint was in the movie, the Sword Saint in this plane could be said to be the number one master, and he had already cultivated to the point of killing with his mind, but Lin Yang didn't want to explain so much to this person. He looked at Lu Yingyang with both eyes: "Sword Saint? I don't know. You don't have to be suspicious anymore, you can't guess my origin, Lin Yang is here just for the thousand-year-old ice spirit, as long as he obtains the ice spirit, Lin Yang will turn around and leave, and within ten years, he will definitely return it. ”
Lu Yingyang smiled bitterly, "Although the Xia Wangfu is not a famous faction, but it has been passed down to the old man for fourteen generations, and the thousand-year-old ice spirit is the treasure handed down by the ancestors of my Xia Wangfu, how can it be lost in the hands of the old man, Your Excellency's martial arts are world-famous, the old man thinks that he is not Your Excellency's opponent, but Your Excellency wants to take away the treasure of my Xia Wangfu, then, unless the old man dies on the spot, otherwise, you don't want to get the thousand-year-old ice spirit!" ”
"And me!" A terrible cry came from behind Lin Yang.
Lin Yang looked back, Long Sleeve covered his chest with one hand, held Nan Laohan with the other, and staggered from outside the Zhuang Gate.
Nan Laohan didn't speak, but looking at his fire-breathing eyes, he also knew that the old man was probably ready to fight to the death today.
Lin Yang shook his head, "Lin Yang said, it's not that Lin Yang wants to take away the family heirloom of your Xia Wang's Mansion, it's just a temporary loan." The thousand-year-old ice spirit urgently needs to use it to save my wife now, and within ten years, it will definitely be returned, Lin Yang swears here, if it contradicts, heaven and earth will not tolerate it! ”
"Hmph, knock on my door and forcibly rob my family heirloom, you have done such things, what is the credibility of your oath? It is useless to say more, but if Your Excellency is determined to rob me of the treasure, please step on the corpse of my father and son first! Lu Ying waved his hand and said stubbornly.
Lin Yang shook his head helplessly, "In this case, Lin Yang can only be offended!" ”
After saying that, Lin Yang raised his anger and rushed towards the Lu family's father and son.
Lu Yingyang and his son Lu Longsleeve also shot at the same time, a pair of sleeve swords appeared in the hands of their father and son almost at the same time, the sleeve sword in Lu Yingyang's hand was almost twice as long as the sleeve sword conjured by the dragon sleeve, and the flames on the sword body almost turned white, obviously the skill of the old mansion lord Lu was much higher than the dragon sleeve, and Nan Laohan and several other masters of the Xia Wangfu also showed their own tricks, rushing towards Lin Yang from both sides.
It's a pity that with Lin Yang's current skills, it is really easy to deal with the people of the Xia Wangfu, Lin Yang only used the "Qiankun Great Shift" with a set of ordinary Wudang long fists, flashing and moving, in less than three faces, Lu Yingyang and Lu Longsleeve father and son had already lost their resistance and fell on the spot, and Nan Laohan and several other masters also injured each other under the traction and movement of Lin Yang's Qiankun Great Move.
After Lin Yang knocked down the Lu family's father and son, he clenched his fists apologetically, nodded slightly, and turned around and rushed towards the Tomb of the Xia Wang.
Lin Yang walked along a road of flowers and stones, and walked to the end, a dark yellow glazed tile ridge stretched high to the sky, and nine golden horn beasts on the eaves looked at the sky fiercely.
This is a family temple, and there are three words inscribed on the stone tablet in front of the family temple: Tomb of the Xia King.
The wind blew coolly, and the sound of the trees and flowers sounded, which set off the silence of the Mausoleum of the Xia Wang.
A few butterflies flying in the wind recklessly brushed Lin Yang's cheeks, Lin Yang's heart "fluttered" and danced, reaching out and holding down his chest, the thousand-year-old ice spirit was finally about to arrive.
When Lin Yang stabilized his mind, he stepped into the Mausoleum of the Xia King.
Entering the main hall, in the middle of the main hall is an agarwood carved long case, the thin curtain hangs lightly all around, the two sides are tied up, and a huge gilded copper incense burner is placed below, and the dragon birthday incense rises up in the nose. On top of the long case, there is an old man sitting upright, his face is sinking like water, not angry and arrogant, it is the thousand-year-old immortal body of Lu Ke, the founder of the Xia Wang Mansion.
Lin Yang looked at the corpse of the Xia King, and clasped his fists with both hands: "The seniors have spirits, the juniors Lin Yang, come here to borrow the thousand-year-old ice spirit for use, if you have any offense, please forgive me!" After saying that, he bowed down.
Just as Lin Yang leaned down, three cold rays of light intertwined shot down from the roof beams and stabbed straight at Lin Yang's back.
"Pounce! Strike! Strike! "Three throwing knives pierced into the floor tiles and into the stones for three points.
When Lin Yang bowed, he heard the sound of the flying knife breaking through the air, and he moved out, and he had already flashed in front of the window, avoiding the attack of the flying knife.
A black shadow crouching on the beam in the corner of the house leaped down with a "suddenly" sound, and slashed at Lin Yang's door with a sword. There was a loud "click", and a sword qi suddenly smashed the agarwood window lattice. Seeing that the sword qi was in vain, the black shadow turned around and hit Lin Yang, who was dodging behind the incense burner, with another loud bang, and the incense burner was scattered into a pile of broken copper.
Lin Yang let out a loud shout and quickly rushed towards the black shadow. I saw Lin Yang's fists and feet coming out together, his fists were magical, his kicks were fierce, his moves were strange, his fingers were hitting his fingers, his fingers were hitting his left and right, his fingers were hitting his feet, he was punching backwards, his fists were empty, his feet were empty, he was empty, and his moves were straight to the point of the black shadow. The magic of the great movement of Qiankun made the black shadow almost have no power to parry, and was punched in the back by Lin Yang, and with a "bang", the black shadow did not fall to the ground as Lin Yang thought, but shattered into pieces.
Lin Yang was shocked, it turned out to be a pottery puppet, but for some reason he could act like an ordinary person.
Lin Yang was surprised, and four black shadows jumped down from the roof beam, which was also a pottery puppet that could act like a human.
It turns out that this is the five treasures that the chivalrous king unintentionally got when he walked the rivers and lakes, and I don't know who made it, these five pottery puppets can be turned into five guards, sleepless, conscientious, even if they are broken, the fragments are gathered in one place, and they can be restored after 7 days. But because this pottery puppet guard can not be passed on after recognizing the master, after the king of the knight returned to heaven, these five pottery puppet guards guarded the tomb of the king of the knight to protect the body of the king after his death.
And all this is not reflected in the movie plane at all, so every movie plane is complete and subtle. Of course, there are many mysteries in this that you can't know or see.
Of course, Lin Yang couldn't care about this at this time, seeing the four pottery puppet guards killing him, in order to quickly fight, Lin Yang's hand stretched out, shouted, and waved his hand back and forth.
"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”
Lin Yang's aura filled the entire Tomb of the Xia King, and in an instant, the four pottery puppet guards were all knocked into the thick wall, shaking the entire hall and falling dust, and the four pottery puppet guards smashed on the wall, scattering fragments on the ground.
Lin Yang let out a long breath and looked around carefully for a long time, and found that there was no abnormal movement.
Lin Yang stared at the corpse of the Xia King for a long time, stretched forward with one hand, grabbed the void with his five fingers, and a white light flew out of the mouth of the corpse of the Xia King, and fell into Lin Yang's hand.
"Hahahaha," Lin Yang let out a burst of laughter.
"The thousand-year-old ice spirit Lin Yang borrowed it temporarily, and when Lin Yang's beloved wife recovered, Lin Yang will come to the door with his beloved wife to apologize and return the treasure!" When Lin Yang's words of urging the "Lion's Roar" with Jiuyang Divine Skill were still floating in the sky above Xia Wang Zhuang, his figure had already disappeared. (To be continued)