Chapter 25: Yang Tian descends
Although Yang Tian's voice was flat, the coercion contained in it made the entire Dragon Mansion tremble.
Even the Imperial Dragon Mansion Lords, Yu Qing and Luo Binglan, as well as the surrounding Imperial Dragon Mansion guards and disciples, involuntarily took a few steps back, feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Yang Tian's gaze was like ice, shifting from Luo Binglan's body to Yu Qing's body. He smiled lightly and said, "Yuqing, long time no see." It seems that in my mansion, the strength of the disciples sent out is slightly inferior, and you have changed the appearance of the Imperial Dragon Mansion now, congratulations, our Imperial Mansion Master. β
Yu Qing looked at him coldly, and his tone was full of vigilance: "Yang Tian, why don't you behave with me here?" Let me ask you why you sent your disciples to the Dragon Palace? The disciples in my house have been killed and injured countless times? It doesn't seem like there's any grudge between us. β
Yang Tian shook his head lightly and said, "Grievances? Indeed, there is indeed no grudge between me and you, but it is not a good thing that your precious daughter has robbed me of what originally belonged to my Dragon Guardian Villa. β
Yu Qing took a deep breath, his voice trembling and firm: "Luo'er..... Robbed you of the Dragon Guardian Villa? What exactly? β
"Genba Sacred Grass"
Yang Tian said.
Immediately, a trace of Yu Qing's face leaked, and he said with contempt: "Tut! Yang Tian, you are an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and you still have to deal with a junior? Although this Xuanye Divine Grass is precious, it is not hard to find, if you just send a disciple to attack my Imperial Dragon Mansion for such a trivial matter, then you have to give me a very good reason, otherwise you don't want to take a step out of the Imperial Dragon Mansion today! β
After hearing this, the corners of Yang Tian's mouth hooked up a sneer, and said, "Yuqing, do you think that the current Royal Dragon Mansion is still qualified to be the enemy of my Dragon Guardian Villa?" It's ridiculous that you don't think you were the same person back then, now you can only rely on a wheelchair to barely maintain walking, not only that, but even your cultivation is constantly regressing, and the spiritual power around your body is constantly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, what are you fighting with me? β
"Today's arrival in the Imperial Dragon Mansion is for two things, one is to ask your daughter Luo Binglan to hand over the Xuanye Divine Grass; Second, because Luo Binglan snatched the things belonging to the Dragon Guardian Villa, this trip was bad, so this seat announced that Luo Binglan would be brought back to the Dragon Guardian Villa and handed it over to this seat to dispose of it personally. β
Yu Qing clenched his fists, and the atmosphere became very depressed for a while: "Yang Tian!! Although the Dragon Mansion is not as powerful as your Dragon Guardian Villa, we are not lambs to be slaughtered. If you want to forcibly take my daughter, then defeat me first. β
Yang Tian glanced at Yu Qing coldly and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" β
Yu Qing nodded without flinching: "For the sake of the people in the mansion, and for the sake of my daughter, I would rather fight." β
Yang Tian frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Yu Qing's resoluteness. He looked at the guards and disciples of the Imperial Dragon Mansion around him, as if he was thinking about whether to do it directly.
In this tense atmosphere, Luo Binglan suddenly stepped forward, standing beside Yu Qing, staring at Yang Tian with a resolute gaze: "You want to take me away, but it's not that easy, this Royal Dragon Mansion is not a place where you can come and leave if you want." β
A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Tian's eyes, he didn't expect Luo Binglan to have such courage. He didn't shout: "Oh, what other hole cards do you have that you can't make?" β
Luo Binglan said lightly: "Whether there is or not, but you should understand that once the war starts, the result will not be good for both sides." β
Yang Tian spit out lightly: "I want to try it." β
As soon as the words fell, the air around them seemed to be compressed to a heavy weight, and everyone's breathing seemed extraordinarily clear. In a trance, a breeze blew, bringing a little coolness.
In this almost moment, two figures suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tian like ghosts, less than half a step away from him. It is the willow wind and the smile pale.
Liu Changfeng's eyes were as deep as inkpools, but they were firm, while the smile was pale with a hint of banter, but more of an inviolable edge.
The two of them looked directly at Yang Tian like this, forming a natural barrier in front of Yang Tian.
Everyone in the Imperial Dragon Mansion was even more dumbfounded, and the originally tense atmosphere became even more confusing at this moment because of the sudden appearance of the two.
Xiao Pale laughed softly, his voice was like a night wind through the bamboo forest, crisp and a little cold: "Yang Tian, do you want to do whatever you want in the Royal Dragon Mansion?" Let's ask if we can say yes. β
Liu Changfeng was more calm, he took a deep breath, and said, "This is the Royal Dragon Mansion, not the back garden of the Dragon Guardian Villa. β
Yang Tian smiled faintly, he didn't seem panicked because of the appearance of the two. On the contrary, he seemed more interested, and the playfulness in his eyes deepened.
"Hahaha! Could it be that these two are your Luo Binglan's hole cards? His voice was hoarse but very charming, like a sultry piano sound, "It seems that you are the divine Liu Changfeng of the major sect masters?" And the young master of Guiyizhuang smiled palely? I'm curious about how you Liu Changfeng collected nearly ten Tiangang Cang Diagrams? And how did they escape the pursuit of the disciples sent by the major sect masters? β
"And you smile palely, what happened on the day of Guiyizhuang? Two hundred disciples went to Guiyizhuang to support, but none of them survived? β
Liu Changfeng said indifferently: "Oh, you mean the group of disciples who are chasing and killing me?" When they saw the handsome me, they couldn't bear to do it, so they blew up their dantian one by one. β
Xiao Pale teased, and waved the long sword in his hand: "On the day of Guiyizhuang, it seems that a man who stepped on colorful auspicious clouds came out of the nine heavens, and the man saw that the decoration style of our Guiyizhuang was very in line with his temperament, so he blew a breath, and after a while, the two hundred monks fell down inexplicably and lost their breath." β
"Is this physique still a monk? I can't even take a breath, and all I can say is that those two hundred monks are a piece of rubbish. β
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Royal Dragon Mansion couldn't help laughing.
In this regard, Yang Tian no longer spoke, but began to slowly condense his spiritual power. The air in the Dragon Mansion seemed to be affected by him, and it became tense, as if it would burst open in the next second. Luo Binglan also came to Liu Changfeng's side, ready to fight at any time.
"It's just looking for death!" Yang Tian urged the spiritual power in his body to rush towards Liu Changfeng and the others, and the speed was extremely fast.
Liu Changfeng felt the tremendous oppression brought by Yang Tian, and knew that with his current strength alone, it might be difficult to fight him. He took a deep breath and sensed the Yuan Movement line in his heart. In an instant, fine lines appeared on his hands, like a swimming dragon shuttling, carrying a strong destructive force. Flexibly bypass obstacles and aim at Yang Tian's vital points.
Yang Tian was not afraid, a hint of sneer flashed in his eyes.
He clasped his palms together, and a purple air flow began to emerge around his body. When the Yuan Movement Lines came into contact with this air flow, it seemed to be absorbed into a void and disappeared without a trace.
Xiao Pale condensed a cold sword qi, and one after another sharp sword intent cut through the air from his side, and matched with Liu Changfeng's Yuan Movement lines seamlessly, pressing Yang Tian. Each sword seemed to contain all his anger and fighting intent, unstoppable.
Yang Tian faced a double attack, but he did not show any fatigue. He took a step forward, his body leaving an afterimage in place like a phantom, and then appeared in another place. He stretched out a finger, and a burst of purple lightning shot from his fingertips, teasing the pale throat.
Seeing this, Luo Binglan hurriedly unfolded the Ice Phoenix Qin in his hand, and between the vibrations of the strings, countless ice flowers floated in, forming an ice wall that blocked Yang Tian's purple lightning.
Liu Changfeng followed closely behind, making a move "Yuan Dong Tiandi", trying to use the Yuan Dong pattern to change the terrain of the battlefield and trap Yang Tian in it. The ground suddenly uplifted, forming a number of tall stone pillars, each of which was entangled by Yuandong lines, like a stone forest surrounding Yang Tian.
Although the combined offensive of the three of them was fierce, Yang Tian seemed to stay out of the matter, and he could easily dodge or solve it every time.
He was erratic, and every shot had the potential to destroy everything. However, Liu Changfeng and they are not easy to solve, and they can provide timely support every time to ensure that the defense between the three of them is like an iron wall, and does not give Yang Tian any flaws.
"That's what you're capable of? I can't even touch the corners of this seat, and for the last time, hand over Luo Binglan and Xuanye Divine Grass, and this seat will retreat, otherwise next, I will take your life! Yang Tian's eyes were sharp and he warned.
The two didn't answer, only smiled and pulled out the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, if you insist on taking Luo Binglan away, then I won't show mercy in the future, do you think that with your strength at the peak of the Imperial Lord Realm, you can do whatever you want in this Imperial Dragon Mansion?" But you forget that even the sharpest knife will one day become dull."
Yang Tian sneered: "Laughing pale, do you think these verbal efforts can change anything?" Instead of empty talk, it is better to speak with strength. β
"Do it!" Laughing pale and shouting.
Immediately after, the corners of Luo Binglan's mouth raised slightly, and her snow-white fingers gently stroked her neck, and she whispered an ancient incantation from between her red lips.
Although the sound is subtle, it is like a unique melody in the cold wind, which makes people can't help but be fascinated.
With the movement of her incantation, it was as if a deep winter had fallen between heaven and earth. The cold was pressing, and the temperature around me dropped suddenly. In an instant, a thick frost formed on the ground, and the air was filled with a cold breath.
At the same time, the ice mist rising from behind Luo Binglan gradually condensed and condensed, forming a huge transparent ice prison, like an ice sculpture artwork.
The ice prison expanded rapidly, surging towards Yang Tian. Yang Tian's originally sharp eyes also showed a hint of surprise at this moment.
Before he could react, the huge ice prison had completely enveloped him, like a perfect ice sculpture exhibit, locking him firmly in it.
"You think this ice prison can trap this seat? It's naΓ―ve, when I come out, it will be the day you die in Huangquan! Yang Tian smiled coldly.
With that, Yang Tian waved his fists and blasted towards the ice prison, and after a few bombardments, a crack appeared in the ice prison.
"Smile pale, aren't you okay? I couldn't hold on anymore. Luo Binglan bit her lip lightly and said loudly
Xiao Pale slowly walked in front of Yang Tian, who was trapped in the ice prison, and every footstep was calm and powerful, as if carrying endless thoughts and memories.
His eyes were closed, as if to isolate himself from the world, just to speak to the ancient voice.
In the depths of his mind, as if he had crossed time and space, he had once again returned to that ancient and demonic place. There, a voice sounded, and the owner of the voice seemed to have been away from the world for a long time, but his message was eternal. The voice was low and hoarse, and every word was like a drop of water, condensing infinite power and wisdom.
"Boy, once this spell is cast, it will change the wheel of fate, but it will also have to bear a heavy price, you ...... Are you ready? β
The majesty and warning contained in that voice, but Xiao Pale still nodded: "The junior is willing to ask the senior to inform me." β
"The sword qi galaxy, the boundless realm, the original god has a thought, blocking time and space."
"Go ahead, this spell will only last you a cup of tea, remember."
After a while, Xiao Pale gradually withdrew from his consciousness and returned to his original place, at this time, Yang Tian also broke through the shackles of the ice prison and looked down at everyone, "Are you ready to meet the arrival of death next?" β
Xiao Pale opened his eyes and recited the incantation: "Sword Qi Galaxy, the boundless realm, the Yuan Shen One Thought, block time and space." β
As the incantation was recited, Xiao Pale felt as if the sword intent in his body had been guided by some kind of mystery, becoming more condensed and sharper. His eyes grew deeper, as endless as the starry sky.
A moment later, a terrifying sword intent poured out from Xiao Pale's body, and Yang Tian felt the destructive sword intent emanating from Xiao Pale's body, and his face changed suddenly. The deep darkness, as if it was about to destroy everything, forced the space around it to distort, almost bringing time to a standstill.
There was an incredible glint in his eyes, and his chest jerked as if the sword intent was about to pierce his heart. A deep fear flashed across his face, not the fear of death, but the fear of the unknown.
He almost roared, and his eyes revealed strong shock and disbelief: "Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! How can the Sword Intent of Destruction be comprehended by an ant like you? It was as if he wanted to find some kind of answer, to prove that it was all just his delusion.
Xiao Pale looked at Yang Tian calmly, his eyes were full of determination, and the destructive sword intent was even stronger, as if to tell Yang Tian that all this was true.
Without hesitation, Xiao Pale gently waved the long sword in his hand, and every swing carried an aura of destruction, as if the heavens and the earth were trembling. The sword intent of destruction on the blade was like a bottomless pit, devouring everything around it.
Yang Tian roared angrily, summoning his own supreme treasure, wanting to confront Xiao Pale. A golden magic ball condensed from his palm, carrying a thick spiritual power and blasting towards Xiao Paran. However, when the magic ball was about to come into contact with Xiao Pale, it was melted away by the cold destruction sword intent, like a snowflake meeting the scorching sun.
Yang Tian, who was unwilling, once again urged the spiritual power in his body, and instantly formed countless golden sword qi, densely stabbing towards Xiao Paran.
But when they came into contact with the pale Destruction Sword Intent, these sword qi shattered like glass, and they failed to explode at all.
The despair in Yang Tian's eyes became more and more intense, and every move and style of his was resolved by the Destruction Sword Intent. He tried to condense the strongest blow, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, forming a huge spiritual power giant palm, which slapped towards Xiao Pale with unparalleled power.
But at this moment, Xiao Pale just waved his sword lightly, and the cold destruction sword intent was like a black lightning, instantly shattering the spiritual power giant palm, causing Yang Tian to fall into a desperate situation again.
Yang Tian couldn't believe it, he felt unprecedented fear and helplessness, the absolute power gap made him feel deep despair, he was like a baby, unable to make any resistance.
As the battle continued, the majestic Sword Intent of Destruction seemed to encounter an invisible restriction. Xiao Pale's originally cold and sharp eyes now trembled slightly. Every time the sword intent poured out of his body, he could feel the weakness that accompanied it.
In a corner of the Imperial Dragon Mansion, a slave maid gently placed a freshly brewed tea. The fragrance of tea overflows, and the steaming heat contrasts sharply with the fierce fighting spirit in the air.
As the tea cooled, the power of the destructive sword intent seemed to be slowly fading. Xiao Pale felt a little tired, as if he had poured all his strength into this battle. Yang Tian stared at him, the shock in his eyes turned to cunning, as if he had captured some kind of opportunity.
Every time he cast his sword intent, his pale movements slowed down a little, and the once insurmountable sword intent barrier around him began to show slight flaws.
In the time of this cup of tea, the sword intent of destruction, which was so powerful that it made people desperate, passed away quietly as if the sun was setting. And the scales of the battle seem to be slowly tipping again.
"The most critical step in the next plan depends on you, Liu Changfeng."