"You don't want to do it, do you?" Seeing this scene, Tang Shi was stunned.

Luo Yan didn't reply, but just used his actions to verify Tang Shi's thoughts. With a pop, Luo Yan rushed out, and in the air, two purple rays shot out from his hands at the same time, striking at the two spaces on his side with a strange arc.

For Luo Yan's actions, Tang Shi was speechless for a while, this guy didn't play cards according to common sense at all.

But the next scene stunned Yun Shan and the others.

Sonorous, two golden and iron sounds sounded in the clouds, and then, Xue Fan and Guiping shot out backwards, and in front of them, two daggers glowing with demonic purple light also flickered and returned to Luo Yan's hands.

Xue Fan and Guiping were also a little blind at this time, although the qualifications of the two of them were not very good, they were also old men of the Qingcheng faction, and they finally entered the foundation building period, and the two of them had been in the early stage of foundation building for two years, they didn't expect that Luo Yan would be able to see through their body and repel them with one blow.

"I'm going, what's the situation?" Tang Shi opened his mouth wide, his heart was really thousands of grass Nima galloping by, he thought of everything, but he didn't expect Luo Yan to be so strong.

However, although Tang Shi was afraid of death, he was definitely a bloody person, seeing Luo Yan suddenly so strong, Tang Shi couldn't help but wave his fist and shouted: "Damn, Luo Yan, beat his mother to Lao Tzu, beat them to death." ”

The corners of Luo Yan's mouth were raised, the purple spirit blades in both hands were pulled back at the same time, his legs were bent, and the whole person swept towards Xue Fan, his body was in the air, and the blue light around his body rippled. His speed was very fast, and Xue Fan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and there was one more person in front of him.

With a slight figure on one side, Luo Yan's right hand suddenly picked up and struck straight at Xue Fan's chest, but he used the handle of the Purple Spirit Blade, not the blade.

Xue Fan was shocked, his right hand suddenly crossed and blocked his chest, and the whole person leaned up violently, and his left leg swept up with the momentum of electric shooting, kicking towards the lower disc of Luo Yan's legs.

This move is too insidious, and the enemy will be saved, but Luo Yan's character does not allow him to dodge, his eyes were cold, and the purple spirit blade in his left hand was thrown down suddenly, and his right hand was castrated, and it slapped straight at Xue Fan's chest.

"Xue Fan, be careful of the soul suppression technique. ”

Behind Luo Yan, Ghost Ping let out a loud shout, and quickly stepped forward, a ghost head blade flashed in his hand, and the ghost qi around his body rolled, and the cultivation of the foundation building period was completely unleashed.

With one enemy and two enemies, Luo Yan didn't have the slightest fear, and he didn't see any movement from him, and a purple light shot out behind him, and rushed straight towards the ghost.

Laugh at!

Seeing that Luo Yan and Xue Fan dared to make a move, Ghost Ping sneered in his heart, this ghost head blade was his beloved thing, because his cultivation was negative, so sometimes he would always make others misunderstand that he was the evil party of the Demon Sect, but his strength should not be underestimated, even if Xue Fan was not his opponent.

When Guiping was drinking, Xue Fan also noticed that something was wrong, he had only noticed Luo Yan's attack before, but he didn't care about the pale cyan halo around Luo Yan's body, but it was already too late at this time.

When Luo Yan stepped forward, and the pale cyan halo shrouded Xue Fan in it, victory or defeat had already appeared.

Xue Fan's face froze, and he lost consciousness when he felt his brain buzz, and the aura in his body also condensed in an instant, and he was sluggish several times between his gestures.

Boom!

Next, everything was logical, Luo Yan's knife handle was on Xue Fan's chest, and with a flick of his right foot, he kicked Xue Fan's whole person out, and with the help of this kick, his body reversed and rolled back, this time and again, Luo Yan's speed suddenly doubled, and he actually caught up with the purple spirit blade that he threw behind him in the next moment.

Sonor!

In the sound of gold and iron, the purple spirit blade and the ghost head blade struck together, and even burst out a beam of fireworks, the two of them retreated with one blow, and then stepped forward again, and the two fought for more than a dozen rounds in a few breaths.

After the battle, Guiping became more and more frightened, in his feelings, Luo Yan's aura was profound, not at all like a monk who had just entered the foundation building period, the two fought for more than ten rounds, and Guiping faintly felt suppressed.

The two purple spirit blades hit each other, constantly colliding with the ghost head blade to create a spark, and everyone who watched applauded, of course, the coolest thing was Tang Shi, he stood aside, cheering from time to time, it was so exciting.

Shout!

Xue Fan swept from afar, stood behind Yun Shan with a gloomy face, and no longer spoke, he was defeated by Luo Yan with lightning speed, and his face was lost here.

However, he really couldn't understand why Luo Yan's soul-suppressing technique was range-based, almost all the Qingcheng disciples of the Qingcheng faction's soul-suppressing technique would cultivate, but the soul-suppressing technique would take time, and it was one-on-one, if there was preparation, it would be impossible to be hit.

But what Luo Yan did was very strange, and Xue Fan didn't notice it for a while, and he was hit.

At this moment, Luo Yan and Guiping collided again and separated. Ghost Ping's chest flicked slightly, his face was a little pale, and even the hand holding the ghost head blade was a little shaky, but Luo Yan was not red and his heart was not beating, after entering the foundation building period, his ** strength has far surpassed that of people of the same level.

It seems that he is on an equal footing with Ghost Ping, but obviously everyone can see that Ghost Ping and Xue Fan are defeated, and they are one against two, which can explain a lot.

"Hmph, useless things, Han Tong and Wu Qian, you are also on it, I don't believe it, a small foundation building period can still turn the sky out. Seeing that Xue Fan and Guiping were defeated one after another, Yun Shan's face suddenly became ugly, and he immediately shouted behind him.

"This, Senior Brother Yunshan, isn't this very good?" Behind Yunshan, Han Tong, who was in a gray and white robe, looked embarrassed, his rank was actually the largest in this group, and he was also the only one among them who was a late-stage monk in the foundation building period, he had always been unaccustomed to Yunshan's approach, but he owed Yunqi a favor, so he had to do it.

"Hmph, what, isn't it okay, what's the matter, with my eldest brother taking care of it, don't you do it?" Yun Shan is now annoyed and angry, and he can't take care of it at all, Luo Yan has made him lose face, and he must get it back.

Being drunk like this by Yun Shan, Han Tong's face suddenly changed, but he didn't say anything after all, the blue light flashed in his hand, Han Tong had already swept out, on the other side, the young man named Wu Qian touched his nose, after all, he didn't come out together, he knew Han Tong too well, if Wu Qian joined forces with him to deal with a teenager in the early stage of foundation building, even if he won, Han Tong would not let him go, he couldn't beat Han Tong.

Seeing Han Tong's move, Tang Shi suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, he also knew this Han Tong, although it was a green blade, he used not a dagger, nor a sickle, but a stone sword, he was a wonder of the Qingcheng faction, and what he practiced was also the art of the sword, although it was not an authentic Emei sword technique, the power was by no means weak.

But Luo Yan didn't know that as soon as Han Tong made a move, he could see it.

Sonor!

As soon as Han Tong's right hand was raised, a blue and blue sword qi burst out, and the blow of the stone shattered was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the sword chanted for a long time.

Luo Yan's eyes lit up, Han Tong should be the first monk he had ever seen who cultivated the art of the sword, the corners of his mouth grinned, Luo Yan also waved his hand, and the same Qingbi sword qi shot out.

The two sword qi sonorated, and the amazing ripples rippled out, causing the people around to retreat one after another, the sword qi was very fierce, and the faces of the people who were cut hurt for a while.

"You also practice the art of the Imperial Sword?" Han Tong struck out with a blow, and did not strike again, he looked at Luo Yan, narrowed his eyes, and asked.

"Just a little bit of it. Luo Yan withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

"In that case, then I'm really going to have to ask for advice. "Han Tong also has a nickname, Sword Idiot, he was excited when he saw a powerful opponent, and now he has completely forgotten his original intention, Luo Yan's one-handed sword technique makes him very excited.

Luo Yan arched his hand and said, "Please advise." ”

Han Tong was happy to see the hunting, Luo Yan was not, the last time he did it with the Deep Sea Demon Jiao of the Transformation Pill Stage, Luo Yan did his best, even fighting to the death, but this time it was different, now he urgently needs a touchstone, he wants to try his true strength now.