Chapter Twenty-Seven: Winning the Song of Heaven
"I hope your swordsmanship is as good as your eloquence!"
Fang Tiange looked at Zhang Yan with his hands in his hands, as if he had just seen him: "Zhang Yan of the mountain! I remembered! Look at the sword!"
A famous "Tissot" that spread all over the ancient land of Qishu flew in the air, piercing, piercing, piercing, pointing, and twisting, a green and white, wider than the usual flying sword, and not like Long Xiaopeng's "broad tiger", a large flying sword similar to the shape of a two-handed heavy sword, and the "Cheng Huang" that flew out with Zhang Yan's sword trick were entangled and fought together.
Zhang Yan has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!
Possessed by the assistant of cultivating immortals, Zhang Yan asked himself about his cultivation and combat effectiveness, which was not the same as his predecessor. Judging from Shui Yun Gongzi, it is not impossible to win in the face of the fourth prince. This is just one of the reasons why he took the initiative to face the prince of Chunlin.
The monks were watching in front of him, and there were not only him and the people of Chunlin Mountain present. There are also Shuiyun Mountain and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and the outcome of the battle is difficult to keep secret. Once he can achieve a good record, with the gimmick of the fourth son, his reputation will inevitably rise. Whether it's surprise, suspicion, jealousy, or anything else, as long as it becomes a hot spot, there are points!
Being able to earn points is the second reason for him to make a move.
The third reason was already said by Fang Tiange just now.
Long Xiaopeng is a loose cultivator in Longshan, and it is Zhang Yan who has reached a preliminary containment agreement with him. What's the matter with the son of Shui Yun coming forward to protect people? Could it be that the Shui Yun Sect is really completely a vassal of Shui Yun Mountain?
You must know that the strategy of the Jishan Sect is to carry the water cloud and add power to Longshan, and rely on the dragon mountain to be independent of the water cloud. As a true disciple and an apprentice who was brought up by the current head of the sect since childhood, Zhang Yan's ears were calloused when he heard "Zongce"!
If he can't do it, he won't force his way out, and if he can't, he won't sit idly by and watch the Shan Sect fall into a disadvantageous situation.
Besides, the prince of Chunlin is not the prince of Shuiyun, and he has no inheritance relationship with the Shan Sect. Zhang Yan competed with him, and there would be no bad reviews of the counterattack. The only thing to consider is how far you want to go.
Defeating Fang Tiange in one fell swoop, the Mountain Sect does not have such a big force, and he, a true disciple, will not be able to support such a great achievement!
The sword aura is myriad, and the sword light is ever-changing.
Distracted to think about what he didn't have, the sword technique was slightly negligent, and a sword qi from Tissot broke through the Chenghuang blockade and hit the ground beside him.
Zhang Yan's heart was awe-inspiring: "To what extent? I just think too much!"
Fang Tiange is not an easy person, but he is not an opponent he can handle casually! Even Situ Erya, earlier he was only a tie with the wind. In the eyes of the disciples of Chunmingmen, Fengleiguan and other sects, in the eyes of everyone present at the time, more than half of this draw was let because of the special relationship between Jieshan and Shuiyun!
Concentrate on the battle in front of you.
The battle between immortal cultivators involves a huge range. The flying sword is vertical and horizontal, and it is a mile or two away. It's not the kind of martial arts competition at the lotus porridge banquet, and the two of them won't scruple about the hidden rule of not leaving their seats too far.
Fight higher and higher until you rise into the sky.
Flying swords come and go, sword light closes!
Fang Tiange's flying sword style was completely different from Situ Erya's. Situ Yayun and water are ten directions, and he is good at positive and negative changes in the five elements. There are thousands of sword tricks in the world, but how many can completely jump out of the range of the five elements? No matter how ever-changing the opponent is, he will eventually be restrained by him.
Affected by this, Situ Erya is good at striking backwards and defeating the enemy. It has never been his forte to drive straight into the enemy and break the enemy strongly!
It was able to destroy the withering and decay on the lilac building, and defeated the young masters of the five factions of Longshan in one fell swoop. First, because he really had the strength to fight against him, he didn't go all out at the first time. Then there are the five factions of Longshan, the gap between them and Shuiyun Mountain is really a bit big, and the disciples of this generation are not enough to become successful!
For example, Wu Ma Letian, his cultivation and combat power are not as good as those of Storm Daoren and Shan Hongmiao, and at most they are on the same level as Chu Rou. He has the ability to work hard, Fenglei Guan, Genming Mountain, and even Chunmingmen and Bishui Pavilion don't have it? But he can earn back face in front of Situ Erya, but Chunmingmen can only bully the small with the big, and in the end he will make a mess!
Not to mention the big factions such as Shui Yun and Chunlin that monopolize the spiritual veins, compared to the Poison Sect of the same scale, the young monks of the five sects of Longshan are also inferior!
Fang Tiange was generous and domineering, and walked straight to the middle palace, with a dignified sword aura.
The most rare thing is that this style does not come entirely from the Spring Forest Mountain Sword Technique.
Chunlin Mountain is glorious, not only occupying the Chunlin Mountain on the ancient land of Shushu, but also across the sea to occupy the Dunjin Cliff of the ancient land of Yangsui and the double sealing sea of the ancient land of Tengjiao, and the comprehensive strength is even higher than that of Shuiyun Mountain!
If it weren't for the dispersion of strength, it would hardly be inferior to the Xuanmen faction that separated from Shuiyun Mountain, Yangxian Pavilion.
For such a powerful sect, although the Shan Sect does not know as much as Shuiyun Mountain, it still knows the basic information.
The Chunlin Mountain Exercise is based on water and wood. Water and wood grow together, and then tend to wood to make fire, or wood to make thunder. The famous masters in the sect, most of them are biased towards the two directions of thunder and fire.
The Heavenly Song Sword Technique is neither fire nor thunder. Even the original proportion of the wooden line was reduced to an astonishing amount by him, and it was almost completely abandoned.
True element, swordsmanship, what makes people feel is the boundless water. It's like a vast ocean, surging!
During the fight, the flying sword Tissot suddenly disappeared and appeared in another area.
"Hehe!" Zhang Yan saw a reasonable opportunity to win.
In "Mirror Crack Yin and Yang", the dimly lit places in the real field of vision are equal to space traps. Due to the existence of the amulet, the spatial trap that could have torn people apart has become a small trick similar to teleporting people to a short distance nearby.
Without the fog to cover their eyes, the second floor is an easier place to pass through than the first for most people with talismans.
As the range of battle expanded, both of them had the experience of being suddenly teleported dozens or hundreds of meters away.
For Zhang Yan, it is just a deliberate practice to hide his true vision. And the other party's Tiange, the flying sword was teleported away, which is a real flaw!
The battle had been going on for a while, and the area around him was almost familiar. If you want to win, you have to force him to move!"
The sword intent of the sword technique of the mountain simulated the five elements of the ten directions of the clouds and water, which was not enough to restrain Fang Tiange. Zhang Yan does not have a deep understanding of the true meaning of the thick soil, and only thinks that if there is really "Tuke Water", then Dayu will not have to work hard to control the water!
However, "the soil can overcome the water, and the water is more earthy" is more in line with his cognition.
The root of the sword intent he comprehended was that he had elevated the sword technique to "out of the gods, don't come out of the cardinal", and in his own memory, he was once deeply moved to evolve the sword intent. It is extremely demanding on the heart. I don't believe it, and I can't naturally evolve a higher-level thick earth sword intent.
can only rely on impressions to simulate the yellow sand and the boundless sea of sand.
But will the Sahara fill the ocean?
Zhang Yan's sword intent changed, and he used water for water, recalling in his heart the throbbing that came from the depths of his soul when he saw the mud bombardment and earthquake caused by the tsunami.
The boundless giant whirlpool flowed slowly, and the flying sword "Tissot" was driven, and the powerful suction pulled Tissot upward.
Fang Tiange shouted in surprise, and hurriedly raised his imperial qi, using a closer distance in exchange for stronger control over the flying sword.
"It's done!" Looking at his flight path, Zhang Yan pinched the sweat in his palms and acted nervously.
Fang Tiange, who only cared about strengthening his control over the flying sword, was negligent for a moment, leaving the bright area where he was located, and entering a dimly lit missing space under the real vision.
The figure of the young man of Chunlin flickered, and he was teleported out in a shocked expression, appearing in the air two hundred meters away.
Said that it was too late, and he had already stared at Zhang Yan, who might have a few areas where he might appear, and pointed at the sword trick. The cruising standby Yellow Sword galloped in the wind, and the lightning flew down. Tissot, who was not prepared for the collision and was temporarily blocked, patrolled in front of Fang Tiange.
"Brother Fang, admit it!" Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to recall the flying sword and landed back to his own camp.
It's famous, it's not too eye-catching, everything is under control!
Fang Tiange's face was gloomy, but he didn't continue to entangle. Snorted coldly, without saying a word, he retreated with six of his subordinates.
He walked easily, but he suffered a group of people from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.
Without the support of Chunlin Gongzi, no one in the younger generation of Longshan Sanxiu dared to face Shuiyun Gongzi. Especially on the other side, there is another Zhang Yan who has just forced back the son of Chunlin!
Standing on the treetops and looking up at the two of them, Fairy Yu Li hated to break the branch in his hand, and scolded angrily: "What Chunlin Gongzi! It is really in vain to defeat the kid of the Mountain Sect...... even if he is dissatisfied, he only dares to suppress his voice to a very low level, and scolds softly in a voice as thin as a gnat. Only Yin Gaocen, who was standing very close to her, could hear it.
"It's not a crime of war!" Yin Gaocen's expression was solemn, and he hurriedly pulled Miaoyan's cuffs and said: "Let's go! With Shui Yun Gongzi and the surname Zhang, I can't please you today!"
The people who followed Chunlin Mountain left the direction, and a group of young monks from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance quietly retreated.
In the valley between the two peaks, a sparkling water mirror completely reflects all the things that happened on the other side of the mountain.
"Tut, my stupid brother has really made a few 'good' friends! Take back what I just said, even if it is a trick, this great disciple of the Shan Sect can definitely be regarded as a young talent! It is worthy of being the 'first talent' three years ago, and it is indeed a good friend worth making!"
"Well, now that you know, don't let me down!" The leaves of the huge plantain and the alder, three or four times larger than those of similar plants on the earth, hang down. With his feet in the air, he was thrown on the petioles of huge blades three times his size, and let out a cry.
The black, thin rope entwined his hands, feet, and body, like a silkworm hanging upside down on a tree, constantly struggling. As he struggled, the ropes on his body were also wriggling. The thin and black rope turned out to be a living, unknown species of long worm!
"If you dare to move again, don't blame me for being disrespectful and letting the little iron wire drill into your stomach and stir you up!"
Extending from the petiole to the body of Wu Ma Lotte, the oversized wireworm that has been wound several times has its unforked head, as if it is threatening.
Wu Ma Letian's face turned blue, he closed his mouth, and did not dare to speak for a while.
"Zhang Yan, I remember!"