Text Chapter 142 Angry hair rushes to the crown for a red face
With a roar from Duanmu Shao Hua, the peak masters and elders of the Canglan Sect all flew towards Bai Yan like a flash, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons and struck together.
Rumble!
The combined force of many mid-to-late stage cultivators in the Soul Technique Realm shattered Bai Yan's sword domain.
Seeing the scene of his sword domain being shattered like an eggshell, Bai Yan smiled bitterly, it seemed that his sword domain was still not strong enough, otherwise he would resist the combined attack of that group of soul realm cultivators.
"Arrogant boy, die!"
"Dare to rob the Taoist couple with the young master of Duanmu, you are tired of being crooked!"
"What about swordsmanship, it's not like you were beaten to death by our group!"
The group of monks laughed wildly, their faces were extremely hideous, and they once again struck together, and the shocking blow hit Bai Yan like a huge mountain, even if Bai Yan was an iron wall, he would be smashed into pieces.
"Return to the ruins!"
In the face of that shocking blow, even a True Dan Realm cultivator could hardly withstand it, let alone Bai Yan, he thought about it for a long time before he thought that a sword technique could solve this crisis.
Bai Yan unleashed the Ruin Returning Sword, and suddenly, his surroundings were like a cemetery, and the vast sword power was about to destroy everything in the cemetery.
The besieging monks were directly shattered by the vast sword power, and the power they struck out was instantly disintegrated by the vast sword power.
A sword!
A sword shattered more than a dozen mid-to-late stage cultivators of the Soul Aperture Realm!
A sword disintegrated the shocking combined force that even the True Dan Monk might not be able to carry down!
A single sword killed all the peak masters and elders of the Canglan Branch, and with the power of one person, he disintegrated the backbone of a sect.
No one can describe the grace of that sword, the sword that intoxicated old friends, the sword that frightened enemies, deeply imprinted in the minds of the monks around them.
Duanmu Shaohua has always been calm when encountering things, but when he saw Bai Yan's sword, he lost his previous calmness, he trembled all over, and looked at Bai Yan with frightened eyes.
Bai Yan didn't look at Duanmu Shao Hua, but just stared at Li Biting with inquiring eyes, why this woman who had been in trouble with him married someone else in just a few years after he left, he couldn't figure it out.
"Why?"
Bai Yan looked directly at Li Biting's beautiful eyes.
Li Biting burst into tears and smiled: "I just want to see if you care about me or not!"
An explanation that doesn't count as an explanation!
Bai Yan smiled.
Duanmu Shao Hua's face was gloomy, he had a feeling of being played, he was the grandson of the ancestor of the Sword Sect, Jian Ba, he was born noble, which point was not as good as the kid in front of him, Li Biting actually gave up himself in favor of that kid, this was a great shame for him, which made him unacceptable, and a big thought surged in his heart, killing Li Biting and ruining Bai Yan.
"Grandpa, didn't you say that you want to give your grandson a big gift when he gets married, and now he doesn't want a gift, as long as you kill the dog man and woman, this is a gift from grandpa to his grandson." Duanmu Shao Hua's face contorted, and he bowed to one of the three old men on the top floor of the Spirit Food Pavilion.
The three monks standing at the top of the Spirit Food Pavilion are none other than the Sword Sect Ancestor Jian Ba, Jian Jiu, Jian Eleven, Jian Ba's original name was Duanmu Qingfeng, since he became the Sword Sect Ancestor, the monks only called him Jian Ba, and no one remembered his real name anymore.
Duanmu Qingfeng bowed slightly to the two ancestors beside him, and said, "Trouble the two old guys to stop the swordsman Su Wanqing, I came to kill Bai Yan, which can be regarded as a gift to my grandson." ”
"If you want to kill me, then I'll kill your grandson Duanmu Shaohua first. Bai Yan's eyes showed a crazy look, and he slapped the Qiankun bag casually, and sacrificed one by one flags, and formed a banner array, covering himself and Duanmu Shaohua.
"Grandpa help!" Duanmu Shaohua panicked for no reason and shouted loudly.
"Shaft, you dare!" Jian Bamu almost erupted in flames, and he grabbed Duanmu Shaohua with his big hand, wanting to protect Duanmu Shaohua.
Bang!
The banner array stopped Kenpachi's grasp.
At that moment, Bai Yan swung out a sword, and a galaxy of the Milky Way wrapped Duanmu Shao Hua like a white cloth, and the ten thousand sword qi pierced through Duanmu Shao Hua and killed this young master with a superior family background.
Kenpachi was too conceited, conceited to the point that he thought he could kill Bai Yan before Bai Yan could make a move, but unfortunately, he didn't calculate that Bai Yan could set up a banner array that could resist the attack of the True Dan Monk, hindering his rescue.
When the peak master and elder sent to the sect died more than a dozen times, Kenpachi just frowned, and there was not even a trace of sadness on his face, but when his grandson was killed, his face was suddenly full of grief, and he was furious, like a volcano erupting at any time, sacrificing the ancient sword and cutting it down with a sword.
That sword can split mountains!
That sword can slash the dragon!
That sword can kill the True Dan Monk in an instant!
Rumble!
The banner array stopped Kenpachi's terrifying sword.
On the other side, Fairy Su, who was absolutely gorgeous, swung his sword and fought with the two True Dan Ancestors, fighting two heroes with one sword, and not falling behind.
Fairy Su's swordsmanship is smart, ethereal, and there is no normal style, and a random sword seems to be pinched casually, but in fact, each sword has been tempered thousands of times.
"Get out!"
With a slap of the phoenix sword, Fairy Su forced back the two True Dan Ancestors, stepped forward, crossed the space of a hundred zhang, and appeared on the edge of the Baiyan Banner Array.
Kenpachi swung out a rolling dragon sword, and the sword qi rolled like a dragon, bringing an unparalleled momentum and rolling towards the banner array.
Fairy Su picked up the sword obliquely, like a sword hanging on the horns of an antelope and smashed the Rolling Dragon Sword, so that when the Rolling Dragon Sword came, it rolled like a dragon, and now it crawled like a deflated toad.
"He is worthy of being one of the masters of swordsmanship, and his strength is enough to fight the True Pill with his soul technique. It's a pity that you can't fight three True Dan Monks alone. Kenpachi sneered.
Jian Jiu and Jian Eleven swept to Jian Ba's side, and the three True Dan Ancestors worked together to prepare to kill the master and apprentice of Fairy Su and Bai Yan.
"Li Biting, you and Yuan Caiyu should leave the Canglan Sect, since this battle, you can no longer stay in the sect. Bai Yan said to Li Biting.
"What about you?" asked Li Biting's concerned voice.
"As long as Master and I escape, one day, we will meet again. Bai Yan comforted Li Biting.
A shadow vanished in place, flying towards a peak in the distance.
Bai Yan had no worries, and took the initiative to control the banner array to attack the three ancestors.
"I can't do it!"
"Look for death!"
The three True Dan Ancestors tore together and immediately tore out a hole in the banner array controlled by Bai Yan.
Seeing that his banner array was destroyed, Bai Yan immediately put away the banner array and swept to Fairy Su's side.
"Stupid apprentice, do you think that the master can really resist the three True Dan Ancestors. Let's go, let's go!" Fairy Su grabbed Bai Yan's arm casually, and a teleportation circle appeared under his feet, and the two of them were teleported out by the teleportation array.
"Teleportation Array! I didn't expect Su Wanqing, this girl, to still have a hand, and she actually used a teleportation array talisman in advance and fled. Kenpachi's face was gloomy and terrible, he couldn't bear to have his grandson killed, and the murderer fled under his nose, which was simply slapping him in the face, making him lose face.