Looking at the figure of the monk who called the flower to go away, Wang Yan muttered: "This dirty monk has a bit of true temperament. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"This man is smart and discerning."

Uncle Ghost's words seem to be praising the flower monk, but Wang Yan knows that he is also warning himself, so that the flower monk can intersect with himself regardless of the blood feud between the two uncles, which may have a bit of true temperament, but the main reason is that the owner of the village personally came forward to communicate with the abbot of the Jialan Temple, in this case, even if the old monk of the void is unwilling to give up, he can't make much movement, and the flower monk is nominally coming to trouble himself, but in the end he obeyed the will of the abbot of the Jialan Temple, and it also played a role in easing between the two major factions.

Although this guy may be severely punished by the Void Monk when he goes back this time, he is more likely to be valued by the abbot of the Garan Temple, and he has learned the mastery of the Garan Temple Town School, and the future is limitless, isn't this smart?

Wang Yan knew these Dao Dao things, but he preferred to believe that this unruly dirty monk was sincerely intersecting with him, but Wang Yan would not refute the ghost uncle, just nodded and said, "Thank you for the ghost uncle's advice, Wang Yan remembered." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the north and said, "It's time to meet Zhu Wuyin, I can't say that this Baili Qin Demon has been waiting for me at the foot of Yandang Mountain for a long time." ”

Without waiting for the words to settle, Wang Yan tapped his feet, and his figure quickly headed towards the north, and the ghost uncle saw that he understood Wang Yan's intentions, and when Wang Yan's figure was about to disappear in the afterglow of the sunset, he carried a light skill and walked behind Wang Yan.

Yandang Mountain is the only way for Chaoyuan Town to go to Jinyu City, it is only more than 20 miles away from Chaoyuan Town, and the sky has not completely darkened, Wang Yan's figure appeared at the foot of Yandang Mountain.

Wow...

Wang Yan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked around, but did not see a figure, but then a sound of the piano with a killing aura came from the mountain, Wang Yan couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard it, this Zhu Wuyin really didn't give up, and he was really waiting here to intercept and kill himself.

From the ghost uncle, Wang Yan knew that this Zhu Wuyin was called the 'Baili Qin Demon' by the people in the rivers and lakes in his early years, which means that this person is good at sound wave skills, and even under the internal force to urge the sound of the piano, although he is not as exaggerated as a hundred miles, he can't escape his sound waves within a radius of several miles.

Wang Yan didn't have much contact with special martial arts such as sound wave gong, but when he was still in the door, he encountered the strong man of the great free door, and he was almost killed by the other party's sound killing technique, so he still remembered this kind of martial arts vividly, and he wanted to know a little bit more about it.

Following the sound of the qin, Wang Yan went all the way to the mountain, and after a while, he saw a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on a hanging boulder on the edge of the cliff in the north, with a guqin on his knees.

Seeing Wang Yan appear, the old man's ten fingers stopped, gently placed them on the strings, and then looked at Wang Yan not far away, and said, "The old man has been waiting for Xiaoyou here for half a month. ”

Wang Yan smiled coldly, pulled out the falling sand, and said coldly: "If you want to take my life, why bother to say more, make a move!" ”

Wang Yanchang Jian pointed at Zhu Wuyin, he was not afraid in the face of this strong man in the Yuan Period, Zhu Wuyin nodded when he saw this, and said: "The Blood Demon Sword really lives up to its prestige, but it's a pity that you shouldn't underestimate me and other people in the rivers and lakes around Jinyu City, you are so presumptuous around Jinyu City, killing people, the old man will get rid of you for the martial arts today!" ”

Zhu Wuyin had to find a high-sounding reason for himself before he started, but before the words settled, the old guy hooked the strings with the little thumb of his left hand, and then only listened to the sound of the piano, Wang Yan felt that the world had changed, and the cliffs in front of him had become a vast wasteland, and he was isolated with swords, but countless people in the martial arts were holding swords and swords and surging towards him.

"Kill the Adversary!"

"Wang Yan suffers death!"

"Kill!"

The shouts and killings of countless people almost broke the sky, but in the face of this monstrous might, Wang Yan was fearless, only to see the red streamer at the center of his eyebrows turn, everything in front of him was broken like a mirror, and everything around him was restored.

Scold!

Hearing only a sword roar, Wang Yan shook the sand in his hand, his feet did not move, he just held the sword in front of him, 'aggressive', and between the soft sounds, several sword qi broke out of the air, followed by the sound of explosion, but it was a sword qi that collided with the invisible qi in the sound wave, and the other sword qi still slashed towards Zhu Wuyin.

Boom...

Zhu Wuyin saw this ten fingers linked, and pulled out the Dao Finger Shadow, and instantly seemed to have several hands stroking the piano at the same time, and the sound of the piano was sonorous and rapid, only to hear the sound of 'boom' breaking the air mixed in the sound of the piano, like a military drum on the battlefield, followed by a few explosions, but it was the sword qi shot out by Wang Yan that exploded two or three meters in front of Zhu Wuyin.

At the same time, more sounds of breaking the air came out, and each sound of breaking the air represented an invisible energy that slammed towards Wang Yan with the sound wave.

Wang Yan's eyes froze, and the blood-colored streamer on his forehead actually became bright or dark, he knew that Zhu Wuyin's sonic power was not just as simple as invisible energy, every sound of the piano contained a trace of god-slashing effect on his spiritual platform, this kind of strong person in the Yuan period was really strong, if he couldn't get close, let Zhu Wuyin exert it, he was afraid that the bloody qi would not be able to protect the spiritual platform for too long, and so many invisible qi would bombard him like a frenzied wave, if he couldn't quickly cut through the chaos, Then this competition has become a pure internal force competition, although Wang Yan is conceited that his internal strength is not weak, nearly a jiazi, but he understands that the internal strength of such a strong person in the Yuan period will only be more vigorous, and if this continues, he knows that he has no chance of winning.

Psh...

The falling sand in Wang Yan's hand shook lightly, and he let out a soft roar, as if to warn Wang Yan, Wang Yan was immediately driven by his mind, and a sword intent rose from his body, followed by the blood light on his forehead, and under the stimulation of the two phases, a huge blood sword phantom was actually hanging above Wang Yan's head, but this was the illusory phantom born by Wang Yan's fusion of his own bloody qi and sword intent.

In the next moment, I saw him lift the long sword, and then hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slash out with a sword in the air!

Swish...

When the sword light broke through the sky, I saw countless blood-colored sword shadows spreading along the trajectory of the sword blade, ten, hundred, thousand!

The dense blood-colored sword shadow filled between Wang Yan and Zhu Wuyin in an instant, and immediately after, a sound like a surging wave came from Wang Yan's body, but it was the internal force in his body that turned into endless sword qi in a short period of time and surged out along this sword.

At the same time, the huge blood sword phantom hanging high above Wang Yan's top was blazing with blood, and the heavens and the earth instantly turned into a blood-colored color, and in the next moment, a huge crack seemed to be cracked in the void, and the dense blood-colored sword shadow was wrapped in endless sword qi, like a river of blood shooting out across the stream, heading towards Zhu Wuyin.

Ten percent of the blood shadow waterfall!

This sword is the strongest sword used by Wang Yan after practicing into sword qi, and after blending and sublimating the bloody qi and sword intent, he consumed nearly ninety percent of his internal strength, and the power alone is more than twice as strong as the sword he used against the monk called Hua before!

"Blood Sword Nine Styles! You have indeed practiced this supreme mastery as rumored! ”

Zhu Wuyin's eyes were full of astonishment, and just as he spoke, he only heard the sound of sound explosion in the air between the two of them, but it was the Dao Dao invisible energy that he had hit before, but this could not stop the momentum of the blood river surging violently. Seeing this, a fierce color flashed in Zhu Wuyin's eyes, and he saw him take a sharp breath, and then opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of blood and spit on the guqin, and then he danced back and forth on the strings with ten fingers like a madman, and the sound of the killing and decisive qin rushed out in front of him with countless invisible energy.

Bang bang bang ...

Countless explosions came out, and one after another invisible energy rushed into the dense sword shadow, just like splashing in the blood river, although the effect seemed weak, but Zhu Wuyin's internal strength was strong, and the invisible energy stimulated was only a lot more than Wang Yan's sword qi.

However, between breaths, hundreds of sword shadows were disillusioned, and most of the mighty blood river had disappeared, and at this moment, Wang Yan's eyes froze, and then he raised his sword and slashed again!

"Die!"

Wang Yan shouted violently, and with the shouting, the illusory sword shadow above his head actually passed through the sky and slashed straight towards Zhu Wuyin.

This is the real Blood Shadow Waterfall! The fusion of sword shadow and sword qi to cause a wide range of damage is only to behead the body, and the illusory phantom formed by the fusion of sword intent and bloody qi is not only to confuse the gods and confuse the opponent, but also to slash the gods in the end, which means that this is a sword that both beheads the body and the gods, so as to live up to the supreme prestige of the ground-level sword technique.

Wang Yan was just unable to truly show the full power of the Blood Shadow Waterfall because of his lack of strength before, but this time Cangshan retreat, his strength has improved again, and in the process of the formation of the sword fetus, his sword intent is naturally more refined, and the fusion with the blood evil qi allows him to use the law of the Blood Shadow Waterfall to temporarily have the power of slaying the gods in a short period of time.

Silently, the phantom of the blood sword flashed through the air, and with endless power, it slashed down towards Zhu Wuyin is head!

"No!"

Seeing this, Zhu Wuyin raised his head and let out a loud shout, and then pulled the strings with both hands to try to use some trick to fight for his life, but only heard the two crisp sounds of 'oh', but the strings he hooked with both hands were actually broken, and the next moment, the blood sword phantom was slashed down.

Burst...

With this sword slashed, the power of the blood shadow waterfall was exhausted, the illusory phantom dissipated, and everything around him was restored, Zhu Wuyin raised his head and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and what was even more deadly was that a trickle of blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other seven orifices, obviously being hit hard by the sword of the god.

"Let mine go..."

Zhu Wuyin struggled to say something, but before his words settled, a figure rolled in front of him, and then a cold light flashed away, the head slipped, and the blood rose from the broken neck, leaving only the never-ending sound of the wind in the wild goose mountain. (To be continued.) )