Chapter 686: The Fall of the Martial Saint

Chapter 686: The Fall of the Martial Saint

"Commander, the stone pillar engraved with Yanchuan has been found." At this time, the voice of the big head sounded in the ancestral hall.

With the help of Ye Qingchen, Yan Yin also put away the coffin of Grandpa Yan Lan under the stone pillar engraved with Yan Chuan.

Now there are four coffins in the realm of his palm.

They are the coffins of Liu Changhe and Liu Qingyan, as well as Yan Yuntian and Yan Lan's grandfather.

Two of them will be buried in the south, and two will be relocated to the north.

Leaving the ancestral hall of the Yan clan, Yan Yin looked at Xia Hanqing and said, "Uncle Hanqing, please help me lay out a formation to protect this ancestral hall." ”

"Okay. Xia Hanqing nodded, then waved his hand and said, "Okay." ”

"Alright?" said the big head, stunned, "just wave your hand?"

Smiling, Ye Qingchen said, "This is because Senior Uncle Hanqing is strong and has reached the realm where he can wave his hand to set up a formation. Although it seems that nothing has changed, in fact, the formation has been laid out. ”

The old man on the side picked up a broken stone and threw it towards the entrance of the ancestral hall.

I saw that the gravel had just been thrown out not far away, and it was blocked by an invisible light curtain.

"It's really a formation. The old man smacked his tongue and said, "This method is really powerful." ”

"Alright, let's go!" Yan Yin said, "Time is running out. ”

Ye Qingchen summoned the fire god who was flying around in the Yan clan and ordered, "Fire God, we are going to go." ”

"Got it. The god of fire answered, and then flapped his wings a few times, and his body became several zhang in size again.

Everyone jumped up and headed towards the south of the Yanyun Mountain Range under the load of the god of fire.

"Yin, should we go directly to Southern Academy or go to Tianyuan City first?" Standing beside Yan Yin, Lin Qing'er asked softly.

After a deep sigh, Yan Yin said, "Originally, I wanted to go to Southern Academy first and then to Tianyuan City, but now time is pressing, so we will go to Tianyuan City first, and then when we go back, we will go to Southern Academy to attend the wedding of Teacher Ming and Teacher Feng." ”

As she spoke, Yan Yin looked at Lin Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, after attending the wedding of Teacher Ming and Teacher Feng, I want to go to the Third City to take your father to Northern Xinjiang." Now that the whole of southern Xinjiang is under the control of the storm, I am a little worried about your father. ”

Nodding, Lin Qing'er said, "I had this idea a long time ago, but I was a little worried that my father was reluctant to go to the northern frontier in the third city of Fengyun." ”

"That's just as well. Yan Yin said, "But no matter what, he must be invited to the northern frontier." Otherwise, if Fengyun Xiao or those sects in the Western Frontier want to deal with him, then his situation will be dangerous. ”

The First City of Storm.

When Yan Yin and the others went to southern Xinjiang, two figures appeared in the sky above the first city of Fengyun.

The two are none other than lieutenant generals and national teachers of the Fengyun Empire.

"Are you sure he's in the city?" asked the national teacher, looking at the lieutenant general beside him.

Nodding, the lieutenant general looked at the somewhat dilapidated Fengyun First City below, and said, "We have been searching for several months in the Land of the Burial God and have not found any trace of him, and in this person's situation, we can't be too far away from the Land of the Buried God." I've already investigated, and since he was injured by Yan Yi and his wife more than ten years ago, there have been many treacherous winds in this Storm Third City. He knew the secret techniques of the Cliff Tomb Sect, and those Yin Spirits grew stronger and stronger with his help. And he is also using those ghosts to repair his wounds. Now those shades are too powerful for us to destroy. The only thing that can be done is to find him out and kill him, so that he does not become a tiger. ”

"We are martial saints, and we are not afraid of those ghosts. But the people of the first city of the storm could not resist. "National Teacher Dao" I used to come here decades ago when I was still a martial king, and at that time, this first city of Fengyun was far less dilapidated than it is now. It seems that with his assistance, those ghosts are indeed getting stronger and stronger. ”

The lieutenant general said slowly, "Those things shouldn't exist in the world, but it's a pity that so far, I can't think of any good way, otherwise I can also wipe out those ghosts and clean them up." ”

"Let's ignore those things for now!, the primary purpose now is to find him!" The national teacher said in a deep voice, "His strength is at least around the second order of the Martial Saint, although I can fight against it, but I also have to beware of those ghosts." You help me sweep the battle by the side, and I'll deal with him myself. ”

Nodding, the lieutenant general said, "I have already let the Ziyuan Qilin enter the city, and I believe it won't be long before I can find him." ”

With a soft hum, the national teacher grabbed it in the air, and a black spear was grabbed out of the air by him.

"It's a pity that Bai Fuzi's seven famous swords already have masters, otherwise I can also use your original vertical and horizontal sword technique. Looking at the lieutenant general, the national teacher smiled and said, "So far, how many styles have you realized in your vertical and horizontal swordsmanship?"

"Nine styles!" replied the lieutenant general, "it can also be said to be ten moves." ”

"What do you say?" said the national teacher in surprise, "Your vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, even my father is amazed, I think you have touched the realm of swordsmanship." Nine is the extreme, and if it is not necessary, you can discard the extra trick. ”

With a faint sigh, the lieutenant general said, "That move was realized when I fought Lin Changqing in the third city, and it was because of that move that I was able to escape from his whip." ”

"Lin Changqing?" the national teacher said, "This person's whipping method is strange, if there is a chance, I would like to have a fight with him." ”

As he spoke, a low roar sounded in the first city of Fengyun below.

Immediately after, a purple beast flew up from the First City of Fengyun.

It was followed by a gray figure.

"It's you!" Seeing the national teacher and lieutenant general in the air, the gray figure said with a cold expression, "I don't know what the two of you are looking for me?"

Shaking the spear in his hand, the national teacher said lightly, "The Martial Arts Union has been uprooted by the Son of Yan Yi, and there is no need for you, the president of the Martial Arts Union, to exist." ”

The man in gray is none other than the president of the warrior union.

A faint gray mist shrouded his body, and he looked a little eerie.

"Really?" the president of the Martial Arts Union sneered, "Back then, Yan Yi and his wife couldn't stand me, just because you also wanted to take my life, it's a joke!"

"I think you're also the president of the Martial Arts Union, so it's okay if you concentrate on martial arts. But for your own selfishness, you used the secret method of the Cliff Tomb Sect to kill thousands of people in the first city of Fengyun. Looking at the president of the Martial Arts Union, the lieutenant general said lightly, "Yan Yi didn't kill you, that's because his wife is a spirit saint and can't block the Yin Soul who came to help you." But do you think yours is still useful in front of us?"

"Two Martial Saints and one Beast Saint are indeed powerful, but they can't kill me yet!" the president of the Martial Arts Guild said coldly, "If I want to leave, none of you can stop me." ”

"Oh...... "The national teacher said indifferently, "then try it." ”

With a shake of his hand, the national teacher swept out with a shot.

A big battle between the martial saints kicked off.

Facing the spear swept by the national teacher, the president of the martial arts union hurriedly avoided it, and then shouted loudly, "Take blood as the guide, the soul is ghostly, out!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the president of the warrior union pointed at the blood he spewed.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds above the entire Fengyun First City moved, and countless thunderbolts began to emerge.

In an instant, these lightning bolts ran in the sky like long snakes and swimming dragons, and even human-shaped lightning flashed in the middle.

From the north, a cloudy wind blew.

Countless black shadows could be faintly seen, surging from the sky to the First City of Wind and Cloud like a black torrent.

Looking at everything in front of him with an unchanged expression, the lieutenant general looked at the Ziyuan Qilin beside him and said, "Ziyuan, you go and stop those lightning." ”

With a low roar, the Ziyuan Qilin rushed towards the lightning in the sky.

"I'll stop the ghost, and he'll leave it to you. Looking at the national teacher who was moving forward and the president of the martial arts union, the lieutenant general said, "You must kill him!"

After speaking, the lieutenant general flicked his sleeve, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is the second famous sword forged by Bai Fuzi using the extraterrestrial meteorite, Kill!

Like a swimming dragon, the lieutenant general raised his sword and rushed to the north of the first city of Fengyun, and the horizontal sword stopped in the air.

"Unparalleled in the world!"

With a low roar, the national teacher instantly poured out the power of his second-order martial saint, holding a spear and carrying endless offensive power to kill the president of the martial arts union.

"Hah!"

With a shout, the president of the martial arts union slapped out with a palm, and a huge palm print slammed into the spear stabbed by the national teacher.

Under the collision of the two phases, a roar sounded in the air that was louder than the thunder above.

Suddenly, the shadow of guns and palm shadows filled the entire Fengyun First City. The houses in the first city of Fengyun below were affected by the strength of the bombardment under the battle between the two, and all of them collapsed.

The few remaining civilians in the city fled out of the city in a hurry.

Above, the Lieutenant General's Ziyuan Qilin walked among the thunder and lightning, fighting against those humanoid lightning.

The humanoid lightning bolts were very peculiar, they seemed to have their own thoughts, and they kept bombarding it around the Ziyuan Qilin.

However, the Purple Abyss Qilin is strong, and it is a beast saint. And its thick scale armor makes it not afraid of thunder and lightning at all, but from time to time it opens its mouth to swallow the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds.

On the other side, the lieutenant general held his sword in the air.

Facing the dark shadow of the dark soul that was gradually approaching like a black torrent, the lieutenant general gradually surged up the qi and blood in his body.

The thick qi and blood were like a red canopy of heaven and clouds in front of the first city of Fengyun.

Although there is no terror like Yan Yin, the lieutenant general's qi and blood are also very terrifying. Those dark shadows of the Yin Soul were blocked by their qi and blood, and let out a piercing cry.

With a cold snort, the long sword in the lieutenant general's hand shook, and one after another sword qi struck out with an incomparably fierce momentum.

"Sword Grip Pose!"

"Press the sword pose!"

"Sword Lift!"

"Draw the sword!"

"Sword Swing!"

"Sword Sweeping Style!"

"Swing the sword!"

One after another low shouts came from the middle general's mouth, and one after another sharp and terrifying sword qi slashed out from the sword in his hand.

The terrifying sword aura was like an impenetrable sword net, blocking all the yin spirits and black shadows outside.

Although those Yin Spirits were swept away by the sword qi and immediately regrouped, it was difficult for them to break through under the incomparably powerful sword moves of the lieutenant general.

And without the help of the Yin Spirit, the president of the Martial Arts Union began to gradually gain the upper hand in the face of the increasingly aggressive spear attacks of the national teacher.

Finally, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, the president of the warrior union had a deviation and was shot by the national teacher in the shoulder blade of his left arm.

This blow directly shattered the left shoulder of the president of the warrior union, and half of his body exploded into blood.

The president of the martial arts union wanted to recover his left arm, but the national teacher did not give him this opportunity at all, and took this opportunity to chase and fight, which made the president of the martial arts union more and more disadvantaged.

Eventually, the president of the samurai guild became afraid, and he knew that he would die if he continued to fight, so he decided to retreat.

And in the direction of retreat, he chose the lieutenant general.

Because outside, there are countless ghosts that can answer him.

However, when he used all his strength to shake off the shot swept by the national division, and rushed towards the lieutenant general with the power of inertia, the lieutenant general, who was originally dealing with those ghosts, suddenly looked back at him.

"Raise your sword!"

With a cold snort, the lieutenant general went deep into the streamer, raised his sword and slashed horizontally through the body of the president of the warrior union.

With a "bang", the body of the president of the warrior union exploded in the air, turning into a cloud of blood mist and scattering.

A second-order martial saint master died here.

(By mentioning, the lieutenant general's vertical and horizontal swordsmanship has been written before, but the specific moves have not been uniformly summarized, so I will take this opportunity to sort it out first.) There are a total of nine strokes in the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, which are:

The first move: the second move of the sword holding style: the third move of the sword style: the fourth move of the sword lifting style: the sword drawing style (this move appears the most, Yang Qiushi and Xi Xi and Mu Chenxuan have all used it) The fifth move: the sword style (Mu Chenxuan and Ling Yunfeng used it when they faced off on the first floor of the world. Sixth move: Sweeping sword pose (as above) Seventh move: swinging sword pose (as above) Eighth move: Raising sword pose Ninth move: Wipe sword pose As for the tenth move, I will talk about it later.