Chapter Seventy-Two: The Two Styles of Longitudinal Clouds

"Senior Brother Luo Yan, ...... you" Lin Xin'er's pear blossoms brought rain, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the young man in front of her, and her heart trembled inexplicably.

Luo Yan didn't know how to do it, the golden sword in his hand sounded, the person and the sword had come out of the scabbard, and shot out, in the brilliant golden light, Luo Yan and the seven-foot long silk attack together, the golden light flashed, and Luo Yan returned to Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er opened her mouth wide and looked at the young man in front of her, in the distance, the seven-foot-long silk flew back upside down, and Hua Shu looked at Luo Yan with an indifferent face, and there was a dignified look in the corners of her eyes.

"Little guy, do you think you can survive in front of me with the skill of the sword, hmph, even if it is Emei Zhengzong, I am not afraid, let alone you, if you really cultivate Taigang Sword Qi, I am afraid of you, but your cultivation is too weak. As soon as Hua Shu's voice fell, her face became hideous again, and she rolled up the long silk in her hand and bullied herself.

With a flicker, Huashu carried Changya to Luo Yan, and around her, extremely subtle spatial cracks suddenly appeared, making a seeping cracking sound, but Huashu was a little disappointed, what she saw was not a panicked Luo Yan, but a pair of plain eyes like water.

Scold!

The golden sword was provoked and pulled out a beautiful sword flower, the corners of Luo Yan's mouth rose slightly, and a slight voice slowly spread along with the sound of the sword.

"Lingyun Seven Style, the first type, the vertical cloud style. ”

The beautiful sword flowers flickered slightly, and hundreds of sword flowers were directly born, and those sword flowers were lined up one by one, forming the appearance of a ladder, and Luo Yan held a golden sword, climbed the steps, and went straight to the flower tree.

Seeing that Luo Yan did not flash and counterattacked, Hua Shu's face suddenly turned cold, her delicate body trembled, and the milky white light around her body suddenly soared, and it was actually directly born several flower trees that were full of business, those flower trees were layered on top of each other, and the huge trunks were coiled, and they were stubbornly blocked in front of the stairs condensed by the sword flower.

Snort!

The golden sword was sharp, and the sword flower ladder rose layer by layer, and hit the layers of flowers and trees and giant trees, and in the light snort, those huge flowers and trees that were extremely hard were actually broken like tofu, and the sword qi was like silk, cutting everything, and in just a few breaths, those flowers and trees were completely broken.

After that, when Hua Shu saw this, her face did not change, she waved the long silk in her hand, winding like a snake, turning into a huge light curtain to block those sword flowers, and the sword qi that was indomitable and incomparably powerful before was directly shattered at this time, and Luo Yan's advancing body was also blocked, trembling slightly, Luo Yan flew back upside down, and the ladder condensed by the sword flower was also shattered and disappeared.

"Hmph, good boy, a Qingcheng disciple can be so amazing with the sword technique, and a foundation building period monk can force me to use the technique of flowers and trees, but it's a pity, today, you will die here. The flower tree defeated Luo Yan's Zongyun, and his face did not change, as if the previous shocking collision had not consumed any spiritual energy at all.

Luo Yan shot back, but he didn't hit the ground, but stood in front of Lin Xin'er with the golden sword, he looked at the flowers and trees lightly, and the golden sword in his hand was raised again, which was still the easiest starting style.

Lin Xin'er was completely stunned at this time, she looked at Luo Yan blankly, her heart was numb. Hua Shu's strength was something she had seen with her own eyes, and with just one blow, she shook Qin Yue and the others back, and killed a disciple of the Hua Dan stage in seconds.

And Luo Yan, although he had injured the Death God Baishu with Taigang Sword Qi before, but that kind of powerful offensive, Lin Xin'er didn't think that Luo Yan would use it again and again, after all, he was just a foundation building monk, and the intensity of his aura was far from comparable to that of the Transformation Pill Period.

But now, for this young man who has been standing behind, Lin Xin'er suddenly felt a little more strange in her heart, this young man looks very calm, even sophisticated, and his shots are full of killing moves, without leaving any hands, now it seems that among them, this young man may really have the strength comparable to that of flowers and trees.

At this time, although Luo Yan seemed to be fine, the tiger's mouth was already dripping blood, obviously the previous blow was shaken back, he seemed calm, but it was not easy.

You know, his current mood is mixed with joy and sorrow, sad is that after a few shots, the spiritual energy consumption in his body is far more than imagined, and now his spiritual energy is less than half of the peak, the good thing is that this Lingyun Seven Style is really strong, at the beginning, he was only in the late stage of gathering spirits, and he barely used the Zongyun One Style, and killed the deep sea demon Jiao in the Dan stage, and now, he used the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building to perform it again, and he actually blocked the monk in the infancy stage.

In his heart, he was grateful to his master for leaving him such a powerful sword technique, just imagine if he completely practiced these seven styles, wouldn't he be able to dominate the world and dominate the righteous path.

Huashu held the two ends of the long silk with both hands, rolled ten fingers, and coiled the long silk between her hands, and then she roared softly, and the Grim Reaper Hundred Whiskers on the side turned into a purple shadow and swept over, and was stepped into the feet of the Flower Tree, and then, the Flower Tree drove straight to the Grim Reaper Hundred Whiskers, and went straight to Luo Yan.

At this moment, the strength of the flower tree really reached its peak, and the long silk in his hand turned from white to purple, and then to black, purple and black, like a highly poisonous python entrenched, and purple runes began to flash on the face of the flower tree, and those runes made her even more hideous.

"Ten Thousand Poisons Array, you all give me death. ”

The flower tree screamed, and a few drops of purple blood on the ten fingers poured out, turning into purple light and sweeping everywhere, and then, in the horrified eyes of Qin Yue and the others, all around, countless purple and black light filaments suddenly rose, forming a silkworm cocoon, enveloping everyone in it, leaving no one behind.

Li Yuan's face was also full of horror at this time, he had clearly broken the Ten Thousand Poisons Great Array before, but now, he clearly felt that this Ten Thousand Poisons Great Array was not only not broken, but more powerful than before, in it, he felt a strong breath of death.

Except for Xin'er, several other Baihua disciples held up the anti-poison light mask in panic, but under those purple-black light filaments, the anti-poison light mask only trembled and completely dissipated.

Qin Yue and the others endured the pain in their internal organs, and attacked with all their strength, attacking the surroundings, but even so, it was only able to block the advance of the light filament, but it could not weaken the power of the light filament, and the spiritual weapons in the hands of several Qingcheng junior disciples were even polluted by the terrifying poison, and their spiritual light was greatly reduced, and they were so shocked that they no longer dared to touch the spiritual weapon directly.

This is, Qin Yue suddenly shouted at Xin'er: "Senior Sister Xin'er, hurry up and assist Senior Brother Luo Yan, Senior Brother Luo Yan, if you have any tricks, hurry up, we won't be able to last half a moment." ”

Xin'er heard this, she was shocked, and suddenly woke up from her daze, she glanced at the people behind her, her eyes became firm again, her expression was abrupt, she knew that the matter was serious, if she didn't go all out, I was afraid that their group of people would have to explain here.

With a shout, Xin'er's whole body suddenly emitted a holy white light, and several beams of light fell on Luo Yan's body at the same time. And with Lin Xin'er's full assistance and blessing, Luo Yan's face suddenly improved a lot, the wound at the tiger's mouth also healed quickly, and the aura in his body was even more tumbling and roaring, but in just a few breaths, it recovered to as much as eighty.

Luo Yan glanced at Lin Xin'er deeply, cast a look of gratitude, and then the golden sword in his hand hummed, and the brilliant golden sword flowers swept out again, seemingly no different from before.

Seeing this, Hua Shu sneered, if Luo Yan still had the previous blow, she could completely ignore it, even if Luo Yan could block his attack with the skill of the Imperial Sword, Hua Shu was sure to kill him in seconds, and a foundation building monk couldn't make her so dignified.

With a cold smile, the flower tree drove the god of death and faced it directly, and the purple python-like long silk in his hand hissed, instantly swelling to a huge size of ten zhang, and the overwhelming purple qi rushed like a tide, covering the sky and covering the sun.

At this time, Luo Yan moved again, and the golden sword in his hand slapped left and right, and those golden sword flowers were actually lined up on both sides, just like two huge golden clouds were lined up by sharp swords, and Luo Yan held the golden sword in his hand and stepped through the golden clouds, as if the momentum of the clouds.

"Lingyun Seven Style, Second Style, Cloud Exclusion Style. ”

As soon as he said a word, Luo Yan's whole person's momentum changed, and as the golden sword slowly raised, the golden clouds lined up on both sides suddenly solidified, and he lifted Luo Yan into the air, and his breath became sharper and sharper.

At the beginning, the aura was only fierce, but it was only the same as the vertical cloud style, but with the lifting of the golden sword, that kind of coercion actually reached a terrifying level.

And at this time, the flowers and trees rushing in the distance, the beautiful eyes also flashed with a dignified color.