Yan Nan stacked the cui in his hand, broke through a green rainbow in the air, and cut a wind and cloud in unison, pressing towards the frightening wind.

The color of the storm changed, and he stretched out his hand to stroke it in the void, instantly releasing the powerful spiritual pressure of the monk who entered the Dao, the smoke and clouds were turbulent, the wind was blowing, and the wind and clouds instantly condensed into a storm and clouds above his head, and the mighty flying scroll, like a solid shield, could withstand the sword of the stacked cui breaking through the sky, and countless cold waves of light sparkled at the interface of the wind and clouds, and quickly swept away.

I saw that the frightening wind seemed to block the sword effortlessly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped out in one step. But Yan Nan's intuition was that the void was trembling at this step, and his figure was elegant. In the blink of an eye, the frightened figure appeared on Yan Nan's side, showing a hint of a sinister smile.

Yan Nan's body was shocked, and two cold lights like a crescent moon flashed, instantly drawing out from both sides, extremely powerful. This is the thunderbolt method of the initiating monk, almost in a breath, it can be fatal with a single blow.

Yan Nan barely had room to think about it, and the two blades slashed towards his waist at the same time. His eyelids trembled, he stretched out his hand like electricity, and slashed in the void, a silver arc broke through the air, cracking a bunch of cracks, Yan Nan's figure disappeared in a flash, and the two blades only cut two wind marks in the clouds.

A few feet away, the silver arc flashed, revealing Yan Nan's panicked figure. Flipping with one palm, I saw that the wind and clouds around me were condensed, and they merged into the palms of the palms, and for a time the clouds and smoke surged, like a tide and a sea. Yan Nan let out a long shout: "Fengyun palm." ”

I saw the wind raging, and a huge hand condensed by flowing clouds shot out.

The color of the frightening wind was different, and a color of doubt appeared. He swiped his arms, instantly forming a vortex of spiritual power in front of his chest, and his palms slapped out at the same time, and a surging energy like ocean waves roared wildly, causing the wind and clouds to roar.

Two huge palms collided in one place like a storm, flying sand and rocks, and the wind and clouds surged. A powerful spiritual wave spread rapidly, Yan Nan's body trembled, his heart blood surged, and the frightening wind directly retreated a few steps before he stood firm.

The frightened wind finally showed a solemn color, this palm was already close to the power of the initiation monk, and he had to pay attention to it. I saw his figure move, swept up in the air, took a light step, and stepped on the smoke clouds one by one, as if walking in the air.

Yan Nan suddenly felt that the void was changing, and the clouds and mist around him were stagnant, and the frightened wind hands were in the sky, and a long cloud knife immediately appeared, the phantom stretched and twisted, and suddenly like a giant god, the giant knife slowly cut out, almost wanting to cut through the sky. The terrifying voice echoed ethereally: "Lingyun can cut the sun and the moon with one sword." ”

A clear sky suddenly appeared above Yan Nan's head, and the cloud knife fell slowly, but he instantly felt that the sword light was in the air, and there was nowhere to dodge, and the spiritual pressure wind had been pressed down like a mountain. This seems to be the most powerful blow of the initiation monk, and it is also the deadliest killing move of the frightening wind. It seems that he is eager to give Yan Nan a fatal blow today and solve the troubles.

This is fatal enough for ordinary casual cultivation, but unfortunately what he met was Yan Nan, a casual cultivator with three spiritual veins. It doesn't seem so easy to kill him.

I only heard a crane cry breaking through the clouds, the huge Qingluan figure spread its wings in the void, the huge claws tore in the air, the void was shocked, and Yan Nan's body immediately regained its agility. I saw Qingluan raise his head and spew out a gray and white breath, illusory flowing, condensing into a huge long sword, and the coercion of the ancient desolation caused ripples in the void.

The long sword flowed through the air, and with a buzzing sound, it slashed towards the cloud knife.

The space twisted, like water, and there was a turbulent undulating sound, and there was a rolling thunderous sound. There is a clear boundary above the void, half of the color of the clear sky, and the color of general chaos.

Swords collide, and the void changes color. The spiritual power was vast and rolling, and countless silver cracks twisted between the swords. Yan Nan raised his head majestically, looking at the frightening wind stepping on the wind and clouds, his face was as calm as horizontal. Between black and white, the two swords are turbulent and repellent. And the frightened phantom trembled, and smiled fiercely: "I have the advantage of entering the Dao, and the aura is full, see how long you can last, and when your aura is empty, it will be when you die." ”

As soon as the phantom in the frightening air moved, another spiritual pressure turbulent out, surging into the cloud knife, the cloud knife flashed, and it was pressed down strongly, and the void trembled, and the thunder roared. The gray sword shook violently, showing a tendency to lose its support, and there was already a look of excitement between the frightening eyebrows.

Yan Nan stood tall and smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that time." ”

A dragon roared, the dragon's body rushed up, integrated into Qingluan's body, Qingluan hissed and shook the sky, and the phantom soared, revealing the bird's head dragon body, and the scales were shining. The gray giant sword instantly burst into light, groaned softly, and slashed towards the cloud sword in the air.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the frightened wind, he suddenly had a trace of fear, his heart felt an inexplicable panic, and he couldn't help but frantically urge the cloud knife, and for a while, the storm was great, but it was already too late.

The wind swept on the ground, and the demonic energy rose up, covering the entire clear sky in an instant, black gas like ink, and green light lingered in the middle. The frightened wind was in turmoil, and it seemed that he couldn't sense the location of the cloud knife in an instant, only to see the demonic qi, and the huge net woven by green light spread down from the sky, twisting and undulating, tightly binding the cloud knife.

The frightening wind looked around blankly at the moment, and already had the idea of retreating. The demonic qi in the void was rampant, Yan Nan's eyes were inky, and he shouted coldly: "Lawless!" ”

In the pitch-black demonic aura, a huge palm appeared, five fingers stretched, and as soon as he grasped the cloud knife, the wind and clouds were agitated, the spiritual power was tyrannical, and the cloud knife trembled for a while, and it burst instantly. A burst of spiritual pressure rolled up, and countless silver cracks appeared in the void.

A chaotic burst of aura in his chest, he snorted, showing a painful look, looking back to the side, showing a crazy look, releasing the last spiritual power around his body, the void shook, he had stepped out, his target was Ming Qinghe not far away.

Yan Nan secretly screamed badly, but he didn't expect that the Void Transformation of the Storm would instantly break away from the shroud of demonic energy, and he appeared on Ming Qinghe's side in one step, stretched out his hand like electricity, and grabbed Ming Qinghe's delicate body, obviously wanting to use Ming Qinghe to escape.

The magic grasp had just stretched out, only a few feet away from Ming Qinghe, Ming Qinghe's delicate face was pale, and he shouted. Just as he was about to be captured, several void cracks flashed wildly, and the aura was stagnant. The demon grasp raised by the frightening wind also froze in an instant, and a silver void crack on the top of his head was deep and void, like a huge mouth emitting surging spiritual pressure.

In a moment, a pitch-black demonic thorn shot out from the crack, and the demonic qi was entangled, piercing through the frightening eyebrows, and a bloody sword flew out. The frightened eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him, his suspicious eyes slowly dissipated, and his body fell straight down.

A little fluorescence flashed out of the mouth opened by the frightened wind, and flew quickly towards the clouds, but how did this escape Yan Nan's eyes, only to see a purple light curtain in the clouds and mist, and countless purple arcs distorted and shot out, and before the fluorescence could dodge, it was trapped by the purple light cluster, a burst of twisted contraction, the purple electricity burst, and the fluorescence turned into a cloud of smoke, and the silk was scattered repeatedly.

Yan Nan's face was pale, and his chest rose and fell for a while, as if he had really consumed a lot of spiritual power. He glanced at the frightened corpse on the ground, waved his big sleeves, and the fire jumped out of shape, raised his little head and whimpered, waiting for Yan Nan's order.

Yan Nan said indifferently: "Burn it." ”

For a moment, the flames flew, and a scorched breath filled the clouds, and in a moment, the frightening wind had turned into ashes, and the dust and smoke dissipated.

Yan Nan took Ming Qinghe's jade hand: "Let's go, no one will dare to bully you in the future, and don't do such a stupid thing for me." ”

Ming Qinghe's nose moved, tender like water, and said shyly: "I thought you-thought you wouldn't come back." ”

Yan Nan showed a confused look. If he hadn't come in time, I'm afraid that Ming Qinghe would have suffered an accident, and he was afraid for a while at the moment. At that time, when he returned to the Daodong Mansion, he saw Ming Qing Yang's panicked face, but he was at a loss. I must know that Ming Qinghe had an accident.

Only then did I know that Qinghe was taken away by the frightening wind. couldn't help but boil with anger, and his face was full of murderous aura. However, thanks to the induction talisman given by Uncle Ji Xue at that time, Ming Qinghe was always on his body, so that he found Ming Qinghe in time, if he was one step later, I am afraid that Yan Nan would regret it a lot.

Yan Nan looked back at Ming Qinghe's delicate appearance, and asked softly, "What about the spirit rune I gave you?" ”

Ming Qinghe's eyes turned around, showing a soft color, and he gently lifted the placket and said shyly: "I hid it in my underwear, do you want Brother Yan to see it?" ”

A fat fragrance wafted out, Yan Nan looked different, shook his head and said, "No, you just put it away." ”

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Not long after the two Yan men left, the clouds and mist in the mountains swept away, and an old man with hair like snow appeared between the mountain streams, looking at the place where he had just fought, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

"It's weird, it's not like Xueyun did it, there are still traces of demonic energy, and it's still very pure, who could it be? It seems that a disciple who has entered the Dao has fallen. The old man's eyes lit up, and his figure blurred for a while, and then disappeared in an instant.

Feiyun Immortal Gate, Qing Yu sat firmly on the Immortal Pavilion, his face was full of anger, because his apprentice, the disciple of the Dao Sect, suddenly disappeared in shock, and he couldn't even find the frightened soul. And the natal lamp hidden in the door, which belonged to the frightening wind, was also completely extinguished, and there was no sign of life.

The silent fall of a disciple who has entered the Dao is a big deal for the Xianmen, and he is also the head disciple, which adds a bit of seriousness to the matter. For Qingyu, the head of Feiyun, if there is no better way to say, let him be in front of the high level of this sect, and even in front of the immortal sect, I am afraid that he will be disgraced and lose face.

Therefore, under the fury of the head of Qingyu, he strictly ordered a thorough investigation of the entire Immortal Sect, fearing that some people from the Demon Sect would enter the Immortal Realm.

And Ji Xue, who was standing in the Immortal Pavilion, showed a confused look on her fair face, her eyes were clear and bright, and she seemed to have thought of something, with a deep expression.