The cultivation of the five people is not bad, and they are also first-class powerhouses in the Tongqi realm, and the sky is full of light between shots, which makes people dizzy. It was impossible to tell who these moves were coming from, these attacks all came towards Yang Tian and slashed at him, and the first thing that fell on Yang Tian was a finger force that pierced through the void and came towards Yang Tian's eyebrows.

This is a purple glow, approaching Yang Tian's side is simply silent, this glow may be able to run rampant in the Enlightenment Realm, but for Yang Tian at this time, it is completely flawed, and there is nothing surprising. Yang Tian's right hand was raised abruptly, towards this ray of light, poof! A purple gold thunderbolt instantly crushed this purple glow, and it went forward at a faster speed, and in the next moment, the disciple who took the lead was pierced through the head by this thunderbolt, and before he died, his eyes also revealed an unbelievable expression, his eyes widened, and he couldn't blink to death.

Yang Tian didn't give the other party a chance to resist at all, and killed him with one blow, at this time, the rest of the disciples were shocked in their hearts, of course, they still believed that they could compete with Yang Tian with the combined efforts of several people. Therefore, the offensive of these people became more and more fierce, and this time the moves of several people all fell towards Yang Tian in unison.

For a while, the wind was howling, the indestructible sword, the overwhelming palm strength, the fist power of opening mountains and cracking stones, and the domineering sword light actually came to Yang Tian together. Obviously, these people also realized Yang Tian's ability, so they used an almost combined attack, but Yang Tian did not waver in his heart when he saw this, he didn't even use any moves at this moment, but used the power of his body to shake the attack of several people.

Bang! Yang Tian directly split the disciple who made the knife with one palm, and the thunder light that penetrated from Yang Tian's palm wind was also wrapped around the knife, only to see the thunder light on the disciple who was first chopped by Yang Tian wandered away, and in less than a moment, this disciple turned into flying ashes.

At this time, a palm wind was directly imprinted on Yang Tian's chest, just when this brocade robe disciple was surprised in his heart, he found that his palm seemed to fall into the void, and there was no feeling of touching the real thing at all, he secretly said in his heart: "Oh no" Yang Tian's figure suddenly appeared from behind this person, and a finger penetrated this person's head, and at this time, the "Yang Tian" in front of him dissipated, like a bubble.

At this time, the five people have been divided into three, and there are only two left, one sword, one punch, and the two of them have no room to stop, they can only attack. At this time, Yang Tian clenched his fist in one hand and blasted forward, and the other hand flicked towards the sword, bang, bang! In the blink of an eye, both of them flew back upside down, they were simply vulnerable to Yang Tian, and the last two were also killed under his hands.

It was only a few breaths of time from the time a few people made a move to Yang Tian to solve it, Yang Tian was fully equipped with the strength to sweep under the Sanhua Realm at this time, and even in the Sanhua Realm, he was also a peak powerhouse, at this time, a white light rushed into Yang Tian's body, he looked up and looked ahead, and the cold light appeared in his eyes. "I have to admit that your strength is indeed above me, but sometimes strength does not determine a qiē, today I will use your life to raise my name of Qingyan!"

Qing Yan looked at Yang Tian as if he was looking at a lamb to the slaughter, and at this time he was holding a brush in his right hand, which was not black or golden, but cyan, just like Qing Yan's name. At the tip of the pen, there are also cyan hairs, like silk threads.

This is a brush that is different from the world, its function is not to write, but to kill enemies, and it is hard to imagine that this thing the size of a worldly brush can play such a role. Qingyan holds a pen in his hand, and there is a faint scholarly temperament in the world, revealing unintentionality, which is a temperament that can only be possessed by people who are full of poetry and books.

In fact, before Qing Yan stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, he was indeed a scholar, his family was poor, and the only way out was to be able to become famous with this achievement, if he could really be lifted, at most it would be a temporary scenery, and the lives of mortals passed by in a hurry for decades, and in the end it was just a push of white bones. However, by chance, he was discovered by his master that he had the qualification to cultivate immortals, and accepted him as a disciple.

He has also changed from a simple scholar who didn't understand anything at the beginning to a ruthless person who will not hesitate to pay a price in order to step into the top. This kind of change is very common in the world of cultivating immortals, if you can't adapt to the environment in this cruel place, then you can only achieve others in the end.

Yang Tian's heart did not despise Qing Yan either, the sound of the sword sounded softly, Yang Tian held the Qinglong Sword, stepped forward, and a sword pierced through the opponent's head. At this time, the brush in Qingyan's hand waved lightly forward, and I saw that the silk threads at the tip of the pen suddenly grew at this moment, and they rose to a length of several feet in the blink of an eye.

Qing Yan's right hand shook, and the silk threads tightly wound the Qinglong Sword, making the sword in Yang Tian's hand unable to move for a while, but Yang Tian suddenly raised his left palm and slapped towards Qing Yan. A smile appeared at the corner of Qing Yan's mouth, and as soon as he was under his control, a silk thread of tree roots burst out of the brush, wrapping Yang Tian's palm around at once.

Yang Tian didn't have the slightest surprise when he saw this, but his fingers curled slightly, and a purple thunder light shot out from his fingertips, Qing Yan dodged the blow sideways, but Yang Tian seized the opportunity to break free from the shackles of these silk threads.

Yang Tian took advantage of the situation and swung a palm at the other party, and a palm print the size of a zhang went towards Qing Yan, but when he saw the other party, he dodged this palm with a dodge. A trace of murderous intent emerged in Qing Yan's eyes, "Go!" He shook the brush in his hand, and the tip of the pen pointed at Yang Tian from afar, poof! The silk threads flew towards Yang Tian like silver needles, and Yang Tian's eyes were full of these cyan silver needles, dense, and he didn't know how many there were.

Bang! Bang! For a moment, Yang Tian didn't know how many flying needles had been bounced, and even his arm was numb, but these flying needles were endless, and Yang Tian was like watching the fire at this moment, and saw through the trajectory of these flying needles, making it impossible to get close.

A moment later, Yang Tian was about to kill towards Qing Yan, but he saw his hands change his technique, and in the next moment, these flying needles stopped in mid-air, and then saw that these flying needles turned into silk threads again, and countless silk threads were winding towards Yang Tian. Since these flying needles were originally all around him, even if he was extraordinary at this moment, it was difficult for him to leave this place at once, and these silk threads seemed to turn into iron chains that tightly wound Yang Tian.

Even Yang Tian's arm couldn't move at this moment, "I don't think you're dead this time!" Qing Yan walked towards Yang Tian step by step, "Do you really think that you can trap me just by relying on these, you can't help but be too whimsical!" Yang Tian has a temperament that has the overall situation in hand, as if he is not trapped at this time.

"Oh, who the hell is whimsical, and I'll see it right away!" Qing Yan waved out the seal in his hand, and saw that the silk thread wrapped around his body suddenly tightened, as if Yang Tian could be strangled in the next moment, and the cyan light emitted on Yang Tian's body, but at this time, a trace of hair-like thunder rushed out from Yang Tian's fingers, and the silk thread attached to his body was on it.

"How is it possible?" Qing Yan's face changed drastically, those silk threads were not under his control at the moment, and all the silk threads were broken by Yang Tianzhen, and in less than a moment, he completely broke free from the shackles. Qing Yan practiced this brush day and night, and the connection with it can be said to be very close, and he almost never encountered such an uncontrolled situation, which was beyond his cognition.

Yang Tian's figure moved at this time, and a sword slashed towards Qing Yan, who saw this and hurriedly raised the brush in his hand to resist. There was still a little silk thread on the tip of the pen, which was winding towards the sword in Yang Tian's hand at this time, Yang Tian sneered, and the sword light turned around, directly shattering this little silk thread. The sword then stabbed at the opponent's head, and if nothing else, the opponent would surely die under this sword.

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