Yan Fei and Shihua's faces were like ashes, giving up their efforts to regain control of the flying sword and closing their eyes to death.

A long silver knife hit the throats of the two of them, but it didn't fall for a long time.

Yan Fei opened his eyes and said angrily, "The surname is Jane, and he doesn't look like a man."

"That's it" Shihua also opened his closed eyelids, rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be that you are still going to say a few more words to our brothers, don't play any tricks of cats and rats, we are not afraid."

"Hmm" Jian Yuanwu's face turned red, and the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, but it didn't look like he was deliberately playing, deliberately delaying the fall of the blade.

"If you really don't do it, let's go" Yan Fei's body slowly leaned back, seeing that Jian Yuan's martial arts knife was still frozen, hehe laughed out loud, and suddenly jumped back and retreated, away from the blade.

"The surname Jane" was about to tease a few words, when suddenly his arm was pulled.

Shihua pulled Yan Fei and turned to Zhang Yan's direction together, bowed, bowed down, and said, "Thank you Gongzi for saving your life."

There were a total of four people present, and since it was impossible for Jian Yuanwu to stay, there was no explanation except for Zhang Yan.

The weapons that cultivators have cultivated are not just something that can be restrained casually. Each faction has different methods, and there are advantages and disadvantages of efficiency. However, the sword weapon that flew out of the air envoy was definitely not the same existence for his own master and the rest of the people.

After the sacrifice, the weapon and the master's mind are connected, and the true element is transmitted to his own weapon, which is also transmitted in the air, but the loss caused by the distance is much lower than that of the weapon that has not been sacrificed.

Fixing him with a silver knife in the air like this, so that he can't advance or retreat if he wants to, is definitely not something that a person who cultivates to be similar to him can do.

The other party did not sever the divine connection between him and the sword

Now in such a competitive competition, the opponent's true yuan consumption speed is at least ten times that of him, and looking at the other party's spare strength, it is obvious that he is stronger than him

There are not no ways to seize the flying swords and magic weapons that have been sacrificed by others, but they all start by cutting off the divine thoughts. It is terrible to keep the connection of the gods like this, let the original owner compete with him, and hold on to a knife with his strength

Jian Yuanwu was vigilant in his heart, mentioning the highest.

Originally, he didn't care much about Zhang Yan's existence.

Jian Yuanwu asked himself that he was not a big or small master, walking in the territory of Longshan, and meeting cultivators who were not as good as his own, it was better than his own. So when he saw Zhang Yan present, he just didn't see it, turned a blind eye, and went straight to the Yan and the eleven people.

Now I don't know how to hit the big board

He is also a deciding man. Knowing that he couldn't snatch it, he gave up his square knife. Pumping back, he hugged his fists and said, "Jian Yuanwu, the inspector of the Summer Hall of the Youxian Society, dare to ask which one Your Excellency is"

Seeing that Zhang Yan didn't answer, Jian Yuanwu said again, "These two people are traitors to my Youxian Society, punishing traitors is the internal affairs of this association, if Your Excellency raises your noble hand, we will recognize this."

In the end, before the word "handover" was finished, I saw the young monk in light silver clothes on the opposite side, who was arrogant and gentle, suddenly smiled.

Jian Yuanwu secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly released the You Immortal

A signal that there will be an urgent call for help.

A deformed, simplified and abstracted into a long snake-like character for "swim", rushed into the sky, flashing a yellow light.

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "If you don't mention the Immortal Society"

"What can you do if you mention the Wandering Immortals?"

Several monks flew through the air.

The first one is stout and strong, no more than 1.5 meters tall, but he looks even stronger than the bodybuilding champion in his previous life. It is five or six points similar to Hu Zhigao who died under the siege of the five-person formation of Tianhou Palace. It's an "acquaintance" I've seen in the poisonous dragon stream. Looking at him, the latter two are also seen in the poisonous dragon stream, and they are the rising stars of the Youxian Society.

The rest of the gourd Dao people and others were nowhere to be found, and they didn't know if they couldn't get out of the poisonous dragon stream, or if they had another place to go.

Zhang Yan recognized Cheng Weizhao and the others, and the three of them would not forget him

On the same day, he defeated Lin with a sword, no matter what the reason, whether he had a trick or not, after all, he won a game against Fang Tiange, one of the four sons.

Highlight moments, the limelight is out.

The soul from the earth is not deep enough, but in the eyes of the natives of Longshan, it is a terrible event, and after a major event, I heard the news of the ghost hand and the magic qin. In the past three or four months, the "heroic deeds" of the great disciple of the mountain have been passed on continuously, constantly deepening the impression of several people, and people will not forget him.

"You, you are the Shoyama Zongzhang"

Zhang Yan's right hand was raised, and the red light in the cuff flashed, and the flying sword "Red Oblique" that was snatched from Fairy Yu Li flew out of the sleeve.

"Go"

Dwarf Lei Gongcheng Wei Zhao shouted, turned around first, turned his head and left. The last two "acquaintances" also joined him, and they did not look back and accelerated away.

Jian Yuanwu hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the square knife and flew quickly.

"The surname Jane, don't go"

Yan Fei and Shihua were fake tigers, shouting and chasing for a while, before returning to Zhang Yan and bowing down.

Zhang Yan waved his hand slightly.

A soft and rigid true element was issued.

After the three changes of the dragon and snake, coupled with the fusion of the bloodlines of Yi Yao Zhenren unintentionally or unintentionally. No matter how difficult the cultivation increases or decreases in the future, at least it can be seen that the power of the transformation is like an arm and a finger, and it works more smoothly.

Whether it is light or heavy, he can use it at will and use it at will.

The power is transmitted through the air.

Twelve people tried to bow down. I just feel as if my body is blocked by a soft force, and I can't worship it.

If you don't try it, there is no trace of that true element, and you can't feel it exist at all.

The two of them were shocked and admired, and heard Zhang Yan say, "What are the plans of the two of you?"

The two glanced at each other, and the representative of Shihua replied, "The two of us were in the Immortal Society, and we were originally very close to Brother Long Xiaopeng. After Brother Long left the Immortal Society, we couldn't stay in the Immortal Club any longer. Determined to go out and follow Brother Long. ”

"If you don't give up because of the eldest brother, follow the eldest brother and make a move. Otherwise, they will return to their hometowns and retreat. ”

For the two monks who can be grandfathers at their age, Zhang Yan kept saying that he was a big brother, and Zhang Yan felt uncomfortable. However, the atmosphere of this world is like this, and the cultivation power of these two people is one more than Long Xiaopeng

Segment distance, portion, potential can not be compared. There's nothing wrong with that.

From the words of the two, Zhang Yan keenly captured another message: "Brother Long is in Shanyang Prefecture"

Shihua was surprised and said, "Don't you know that the five factions of Longshan, headed by the Mingmen Yuan Miaozhen girl, led many sects and family masters in Longshan, just on the outskirts of the ancient city of Shui, to face the monks of Gasha Shamen Mountain led by the Venerable Luo Duo. ”

"This battle is huge, and many people in Longshan have gone to the ancient city of Water to watch the battle."

The new generation of monks in Longshan, Liuhuahe, and Daxue Mountain took advantage of the Changshan mutation to hunt each other, and Zhang Yan already knew about it.

This level of conflict is not only confrontation, but also the tempering and selection of materials for the disciples.

Eliminate the weak and keep the strong, and start to see gold after scouring the yellow sand.

It should be said that the previous confrontation was limited to limited casualties with the acquiescence of the division commanders of the three parties, and was limited to a limited conflict at a certain level.

But about what he heard from the mouths of Yan and the elders, Zhang Yan instinctively felt that something was wrong.

After a few more words with the two, Zhang Yan said goodbye and left.

Yan Fei and Shihua saw the white clothes fluttering in front of them, and the red light flashed, and a red blood light had already wrapped the handsome young man who exuded a silver-white halo in Zhou.

"Water Ancient City, Venerable Luo Duo has long heard that Luo Duo of the Gara Duo Zun Temple is a rising star in the Great Snow Mountain, and I didn't expect him to be one of the twenty-four Venerables of this generation."

He flew his sword in the direction of Shanyang Prefecture City.

The closer you get to the Water Ancient City, the greater the density of cultivators, and the more chaotic it becomes.

It is already a prosperous area of Sankun country, densely populated, and outside the city, you can see towns and villages from time to time. Now, all the way along, villages and market towns have been scorched and black smoke is billowing out. From time to time, you can see cultivators fighting each other.

"Even if Yuan Miaozhen and Qi Nanqing fought with Luo Duoyo in the ancient city of Water, the situation would not get out of control to this extent. There must be something else I don't know."

High in the air, a red light rushed through at high speed.

Some of the cultivators fighting with each other below shouted and screamed, and some of the imperial weapons flew up, wanting to intercept them. Zhang Yan ignored it, harnessed the sword light, and flew by.

His speed was already fast, and his cultivation was much higher than that of the cultivators below, and no one could stop him in the slightest when he flew all the way.

Whining

The low and deep sound of the horn came from afar, carrying the desolation and recklessness peculiar to the Great Snow Mountain.

The mountains where Zhang Yan retreated were originally not far from the ancient city of water, and after this flight, they had already reached a place very close to the ancient city of water.

Looking from the air, you can already see the tall city walls of Shanyang Prefecture City dozens of miles away.

The order in the city is fine, and there are not many signs of unrest.

Around the ancient city wall, nearby villages, market towns, large and small dock forts, beacon smoke everywhere.

Groups of monks dressed in the snowy region blew rough horns, gathered their companions, and gathered. In the villages, in the market, fires were lit everywhere, leaving a cry and swept away.

The grain and finances that they had stolen were taken away in the wilderness and thrown out of the air

Spill it and throw it around.

This is too much

Ordinary items looted are of little use to cultivators. The monks did this purely to vent their anger. However, because of their behavior, there is no telling how many people in the surrounding villages will die when they are not in good spring.

Zhang Yan was furious.

Raising his hand, red light flew, piercing the heart of a monk who was laughing wildly in the air.

The rest of the monks shouted loudly, raised their heights together, and flew upwards.

In this group of monks, there are no particularly outstanding figures.

Zhang Yan treated each other coldly, and waited until the monks wearing red and yellow monks' robes flew into the air with great difficulty, and then they flew and spun, sprinkling a red light.

The heads of people were rolling, and more than a dozen monks from the snowy region turned into twenty or thirty sections, falling from the air.

Looking outside the ancient city of Shui, there is turmoil caused by monks everywhere.

Occasionally, there were cultivators from Longshan who fought with them, but first, they were few in number and alone, and secondly, there was a lack of leading masters, and most of them were spontaneous cultivators. A small splash was quickly subdued.

None of the disciples of the five factions of Longshan, and even the major families of Longshan, were missing.