"Hahaha, Wuyun monk, what kind of Taoist friend is this?"

Although the formation is not very complicated, the increase in combat power is not too large. But at least it has been integrated and organized. At this time, the monks who dare to approach Changshan also have divine light cultivation, and the strongest ones are like the five aggregate monks, and their cultivation is equivalent to the Daomen nectar realm.

Fighting alone, Zhang Yan was not afraid of anyone, and in the face of the siege of everyone, he could not take advantage of the chaos, and immediately fell into a disadvantage.

At this time, he couldn't hide his path for a long time. In addition to the fact that the origin of the Shan Sect has not been revealed, the cultivation of the authentic Daomen Sect can be seen by those who are knowledgeable.

"The villain who hides his head and tail and plots to sneak attack!Who knows what came out of that hole!" Wuyun snorted angrily and replied angrily.

"Senior Brother Tian, Senior Sister Bo, and two Senior Sister Wang, this is not simple, just now I also put a flying sword into my body and disappeared. ”

A supernatural monk waved his hand and struck three divine thunderbolts, which shook Zhang Yanlong's body, and a claw of counterattack was avoided by the man with the help of others, and he still had the strength to speak loudly to the four people in the sky.

"Hehe, could it be that he can still be a Jindan real person?" One of the two women from the Scattered Flower Palace who was tied around her waist with a ribbon sneered with a mocking voice.

The monk of Wuyun continued: "Impossible! If he has already achieved the golden pill, will the poor monk and the others still have a life? I don't know what evil method he has cultivated, and he has made himself look like this! Tian Jushi! Bo Shi! Don't look at the two Wang donors! If you work together to take him down, you will know everything!"

Zhang Yan's move was actually quite measured, except for the two people from the Liuyun Sword Sect at the beginning, those who were seriously injured and died under his claws were all loose cultivators, or monks from small faction families who had no background background. The monk of the five aggregates was in the array, and he didn't check it for a while, but the four people in the air were all clear.

"This friend is also a figure with an identity and a background, so why not stop the war, let's talk about it in a few sentences. Maybe it's still the old knowledge, and it's not necessarily the old knowledge? Stop the war, bind yourself and cultivate, and we won't keep it until the arrival of the noble sect elder, and punish you without teaching!

Bo Zhimu, the sisters of the Wang family of the Scattered Flower Palace, and the three female cultivators gathered Zhenyuan and kept an eye on the movements of the dragon-headed stranger trapped in the array.

Between monks and monks, there is also a difference in the fate of fellow initiates.

The other party has room to make a move, if Tian Chenghua really has the intention to stop the war, he should not mention any "self-binding cultivation". Then sell a flaw and let the other side break out of the encirclement, or the two sides will stop fighting and invite the division commander to come. Before defeat, let people bind themselves to cultivate, and it is clear that they don't want to give up!

Bo Zhimu was thoughtful, the Wang sisters were smart and clever, and at the same time heard the meaning of Tian Chenghua's words.

The comrades present have different backgrounds, but they are all comrades-in-arms who have fought side by side. Although the four of them are from famous families, they are all new scholars of the younger generation, and their hearts that have not yet been polished are like iron stones, and they still have blood and love in their hearts.

Having killed or injured seven or eight of his comrades, how could he still pay attention to compromise and interests, and let the other party go? Hearing Tian Chenghua speak like this, he felt that it was exactly what he wanted, and he snorted and joined the battle group.

"Brother Tai refuses to bind himself to cultivate, so don't blame me for bullying more and offending less!" Tian Chenghua pressed the sword light, interspersed into the battle circle, and kept shouting: "Brother Ding and Brother Zhao are in and out of position, and cooperate with Senior Sister Qianshan." The brothers of the Li family, go to the earthquake position, enter the kan position, and help Senior Sister Bo. Duan Muyi, Xue Jinghe, pay attention to the position under the feet of Senior Brother Wuyun......"

With the four of them joining, the weather of this Five Elements Battle Array is different again!

Tian Chenghua himself occupied the central Wutu and presided over it in the center. The Wuyun monk withdrew from the middle palace and occupied the western Gengjin road. Bo Zhimu presided over the northern Kanshui, and the sisters of the Sanhua Palace occupied the positions of Lihuo in the south and Aoki in the east respectively.

With these five masters presiding over the five elements respectively, Zhang Yan's pressure increased again, and in the blink of an eye, he was stumbling, and he felt that he couldn't support it.

"At this time, I can't take care of so much!" he was ruthless in his heart, and waved his left paw, forcing Wang Qianshan to take a step back. Relying on the thick skin of the nail on his back, he gritted his teeth and took a knife from the monk of the five aggregates.

Xue Liang's heavy steel knife slammed into his back, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, and his face, which had turned into a dragon's head, looked more and more hideous.

In the face of the ferocious and terrifying dragon head, Dongfang Aoki's offensive presided over by Wang Qianxue was slightly slower and instantaneous. In such an instant, he got a gap, and the palm of his right hand was shining with gold, and the three-foot long sword, which had always been golden, and was slightly blackened, appeared in the dragon claw on the right side.

Black flames erupted from the jet-black scale armor.

"Heaven is short!" the blade rolled and cut out with the black wind. The heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, within a radius of nearly 100 zhang, the sky was dark, and the ghosts cried and howled, as if the Senluo Difu had descended on the world. In an instant, the darkness further intensified, and the power of the sword style was beyond the reach of the five fingers.

Under the shroud of the sword style, everyone was shaken and infected by the negative emotions rolling in.

In the middle of a breath, the screams rang out again and again, making it impossible to tell whether it was the additional effect of the darkness that was strong and had a strong spiritual effect on the surroundings, or whether it was really a scream from a companion. Everyone is in danger, stick to the door, and put self-protection first.

The formation is self-defeating.

"Wicked, Hugh is rampant!" a light rose from the darkness. The monk of the five aggregates folded his knees, sat in the center, and with the cooperation of the two junior disciples, he joined forces to use the magic power of Feiyu Temple to subdue demons, Donkey Kong Light Method! The tangible and non-substance, and the divine power light and shadow as high as three zhang composed of the three true elements emitted light, illuminating the darkness around the three people.

The five aggregates are solemn, sitting under the light building, and reciting the scriptures in their mouths.

With the demon subjugation scriptures recited by the three monks, the Sanskrit sound around the light building is bursting, and the light is even brighter. A soft and not dazzling bright light, like a lamp in the dark, has been surging several times by the black tide sword qi, and it has always been submerged in this bright shadow that resembles a prayer building.

Weak but indestructible!

The strong emotional infiltration of "Sky Shortage" was dissolved in most of it at once, and it became less confusing to people's minds.

"Thanks to you!" Monk ......" Tian Chenghua turned his head and smiled at Wuyun to express his gratitude, and before he finished speaking, in the thick darkness, a golden light soared. It's like lightning and lightning, it's incredibly fast!

Everyone only felt that the golden light flashed, and half of the blood-stained sword tip had passed through his chest and emerged from the back of the five aggregate monks.

As soon as the flying sword struck a blow, it immediately flew away, and there was a strange laugh in the darkness.

"Monk!" Tian Chenghua was furious, holding a flying sword, and killed in the darkness.

Ding-ding, the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and the sound of a sudden sword blade collision like dense rain sounded, and the power of this type of "sky shortage" was nearing the end.

The darkness subsided, and the ruthless dragon-headed murderer in the eyes of everyone left as soon as he got wet, not fighting with Tian Chenghua for a long time, and specially picking on his colleagues with low cultivation and poor combat power. In a few moments, ten more men folded in his hands. Let Tian Chenghua and others call for command, but this time it has no effect.

The dragon-headed monster's combat power seemed to have suddenly risen to a higher level, clashing back and forth, and no one could stop him for a round.

"It's not that his combat effectiveness has suddenly increased, but that he no longer has scruples in his heart and no longer hides his family!" Tian Chenghua felt remorse in his heart: "If I knew that he was so powerful, I shouldn't have pressed him step by step and forced him to lose his room for maneuver!"

Now there is only one war!

Tian Chenghua shouted: "Senior sister, the two swords are combined!"

Due north, Bo Zhi Mujiao agreed, and a clear sword light took her graceful body and broke through the dark sword curtain that covered the sky. As soon as Tian Chenghua spoke, he rushed into the air with a sword in his hand. The turquoise sword light met the Zhanqing sword light, and the two swords merged, and the power increased greatly in an instant.

The green sword light in Tian Chenghua's hand is just like a towering mountain, towering and unchanging for thousands of years; the Zhanqing flying sword of Bo Zhimu's imperial envoy is like a gurgling water, pouring for thousands of miles, sprinkling the ocean, turning into a great river of the Yangtze River, out of control.

Mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends! Changlu Sword School's double sword combination stunt!

On the other side, Wang Qianshan and Wang Qianxue have the same mind, and they don't need to communicate verbally, so they get closer to each other. A man's sword rises with the wind, and the cold wind blows up for thousands of miles, and the sword of one person is like snow, and the snow fills the earth, causing the mountains and rivers to change color. It also uses the subjective mountains and rivers and snow scenes of the first palace of the Scattered Flower Palace, and creates a combination of swordsmanship all the way.

The cold wind and snow are all over the sky!

The four of them were two in front and two behind, and the two completely different combined sword postures trapped Zhang Yan in the middle.

Mountains and flowing water, cold wind and snow, the four flying swords evolved four different sword intents, in all aspects, besieging the dragon-headed monster who was flying the sword on one side and waving his claws in unison.

Dangdangdang, there was a series of small crashing sounds, and the black dragon scales were hit by the tip of the sword, flashing with a little fire.

The faces of the four people showed joy, but Zhang Yan, who was besieged by these four people, did not panic. A wicked smile appeared on his dragon-shaped face.

Tian Chenghua's heart jumped.

The combination of the two swords certainly has its advantages, but himself, Bo Zhimu, Wang Qianshan, and Wang Qianxue are not the immortal swords of the level of Ziying and Qingsuo that Zhang Yan had seen in the novels of his previous life.

I didn't use it before, but now I use it, because although there are many people here, the people's hearts are broken under the opponent's fierce sword style. If you want to rebuild this power, it is far less fast than combining two swords with the people you know best.

In the integration process, there are not so many flaws.

Originally, he planned to join forces with Bo Zhimu to stabilize the situation and inspire the confidence of the monks around him before making plans. At this time, seeing the indescribable evil smile on Zhang Yanlongshou's face, the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he shouted: "Ding, Zhao, Li, and Xue quickly help me, and they will all help me together!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a bright light in front of me.

The last black wind formed by the void dissipated, revealing a flying sword with red in the gold, which fell into the right claw of the dragon-headed monster.

Zhang Yan abandoned his claws and used his sword, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, waved Chenghuang, and greeted the sword shadows on all sides.

The monk of the five aggregates died, and the four of them already knew that the cultivation realm of the dragon-headed monster was not high, but the combat power was so strong that they were afraid of people, and they all held their swords in their hands and tried their best to exert their maximum power.

The sword blade made solid contact with the sword blade, and only two sounds were heard, and the two frost-like second-order flying swords in the hands of the two daughters of the Wang family of the Scattered Flower Palace broke together.

The second daughter flew and retreated, and it was too late.