Yiding blocked the colorful sword, and blasted the young man in front of him away with a punch.

Zhang Yan was shocked, took a few steps back, and with a slam of his feet, he unloaded all the force that had come from the impact.

Although the opponent was knocked back by a punch for a certain distance, the opponent's cultivation was profound, and he did not suffer substantial damage at all.

The Jianxia Gate was originally inherited from the ancient sword cultivation, and in addition to the eye-catching achievements in the way of the sword, that is, it was much stronger than other ordinary monks.

After all, this kind of ancient sword cultivation is generally armed with a long sword, fighting in close quarters, the sword is terrifying, and the combat power is not comparable to ordinary monks today.

Now Zhang Yan can bombard the opponent with one punch, and he only retreats a few steps, which shows that his physical body is powerful.

Airplanes!

Zhang Yan reached out with one hand, caught Qingyunding who flew back upside down, felt the force from above, and secretly couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This young man used the big sword, and the strength he exerted was extremely strong, and he used all his strength to catch the big ding that he flew back to.

Although Da Ding's resistance to the opponent's big sword just now was only a momentary contact, and there was no shocking impact and scene, the amount of force transmitted during the period was not comparable to the collision of ordinary magic weapons.

Zhang Yan held the Ding with one hand and looked at the young man.

The young moon blue robe, holding a big sword, with a slender figure, stood there coldly, a strong and sharp sword intent emanated from his body, extremely sharp, the blood mist above his head, as if torn by the sword intent, kept shattering and tearing, and he couldn't help but make people's hearts palpitate when he saw it.

Moreover, the cultivation of the young man has already reached the peak of the fifteenth layer of the Qi refining period, and he is only one step away, which is to be able to break through the foundation building, increase his lifespan, and condense the true yuan.

As a result, Zhang Yan's complexion couldn't help but look solemn and difficult.

The young man held the big sword, and his face was shocked for a long time before he slowly regained his composure.

Then the young man looked at the Gale Valley with cold eyes, and the junior disciples of the sect who died in different ways and died tragically trembled suddenly.

Shout!

When he was young, his wrist flicked, and the big sword in his hand couldn't help but follow a soft groan, which came out sharply.

Moreover, on the top of the big sword, the uncertain colorful rays at this time are even more intimidating and sharp.

The young man's eyes were full of murderous intent, he looked at Zhang Yan, and said, "You are the disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect who got the treasure of the True Immortal, right?

"It's just that your cultivation is far from enough, as long as you give Liu a little more time, it will be a matter of time before you are killed. However, as long as you hand over the treasures, Liu promises to spare your life, and as for these dead Jianxia Sect disciples, in order to have an explanation, at most your cultivation will be abolished, how about it?"

"Hmph, if you were the next person, would you believe the other party's naïve words?"

When Zhang Yan heard the young man's words, he couldn't help but sneer and said.

If the young man is like this, he can only deceive those stunned young people who have not been cultivating long and have no experience in their debut.

Zhang Yan naturally will never take this seriously.

But this person, as a sword cultivator of the Jianxia Sect, must be quite terrifying, not what it seems on the surface.

The other party's cultivation is profound, and if it continues for a long time, it will be extremely unfavorable to himself.

It's just that Zhang Yan didn't have the heart to fight hard with the other party.

Glancing at the other party, Zhang Yan made a move in his hand and brought the ghost spirit bead back.

Those spirit slaves who squeaked and swept in the air, and at the moment when the spirit bead flew back, they all flew back invariably, and each spirit slave was holding a storage bag and handed it to Zhang Yan, and then turned around and sank into the spirit bead.

It's just that after the battle just now, the few spirit slaves who were originally in the first place were also killed by the disciples of Jianxia Sect more than a dozen in between, and the number was reduced by a small number.

However, Zhang Yan didn't feel pity at all, only to see that at the moment when he took back the spirit slave, he played a spell at the same time, a strange hundred spirit spell, with the support of his powerful divine sense, swept out, only forming a slight fluctuation in the air.

In the blink of an eye, under the noses of the young man on the opposite side and the remaining dozen or so Jianxiamen disciples who were standing, the souls of the dozens of Jianxiamen disciples who were killed were ingested by Zhang Yan one by one.

The young man on the opposite side was slightly stunned, and in less than a few breaths, the souls of those dead Jianxia Sect disciples were swept into Zhang Yan's hands, erased their spiritual wisdom, and thrown into the spiritual beads.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this scene, the young man's face couldn't help but suddenly become hideous, and his words burst with murderous energy.

The young man turned the big sword in his hand, swept his feet, and pounced on Zhang Yan.

The young man was full of colorful spiritual power, spraying thin and vigorous, and on the big sword, the spiritual light was also crackling and exploding, and the sword was like a rainbow, shining brightly, making the gravel on the valley ground scatter with a bang.

Hum!

Zhang Yan raised the Jiuchen Heavenly Shield and protected him, while Qingyunding was raised by his envoy and landed in front of him, and then stared at the young man who came over.

However, at this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from the top of the valley:

"Haha......ha The Thousand Spirits Sect monk who obtained the treasure really came here!Liu Wushuang, now this treasure is not something that you Jianxia Sect can swallow alone, why are you so eager?"

Hearing this burst of words, Liu Wushuang's face was awe-struck, and he stopped attacking and looked back.

But from the top of the mountain on the side of the valley, a young man in a navy blue robe appeared, with a chuckle on his face, walking slowly.

"Gu Yifeng, you're such a good news!"

When Liu Wushuang saw the young man who appeared, his face was completely ugly, and he said with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, Brother Liu, where is this, there are true immortal treasures in the barren mountain this day, and the disciples of various sects are now crazy looking for this person, you Jianxiamen dare to swallow this treasure alone?

Gu Yifeng took a deep look at Zhang Yan, who was not far away, and then turned his head to look at Liu Wushuang, and said with a chuckle.

"Then, now only you and I are here, as for these dozen or so disciples of this sect, they will not say anything. I wonder what Brother Gu will do?"

Liu Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he groaned for a while, and then said in a deep voice.

"If this is not the case, Gu and Brother Liu attack this person together, who can kill this person, the treasure is who, look at you and me who can kill him first, how about it?"

Gu Yifeng smiled lightly, looked at Zhang Yan for a long time, and then said slowly.

It's just that after Gu Yifeng finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag with his hand, pinched it in an instant, and sacrificed a cyan flying sword that was only five or six inches long, swept into the air, and faintly aimed at Zhang Yan not far away.

"Hmph, isn't Brother Gu joking? Not to mention that this person first discovered by my Jianxiamen and other disciples, just dozens of disciples of this sect were killed by him, Liu Mou must have the obligation to kill him with his own hands, and then seize the treasure and hand it over to the sect, and give an explanation to the dead junior disciples and the elders in the sect, does Brother Gu want to fight against Liu?"

But at this time, Liu Wushuang seemed to think of something, his face sank, and he said in an extremely cold voice.

Gu Yifeng, a disciple of the Xuanfeng Sect, was at the peak of the fifteenth layer of the Qi refining period, and his cultivation was only between him.

And the Xuanfeng Gate spell is known for its speed, and the flying sword is as fast as lightning, which is difficult to catch.

If he killed the disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect who had obtained the treasure with him, he would already be inferior in speed, and he would not be able to take advantage of it at all.

Thinking of this, Liu Wushuang's face was even more difficult to look at.

But at this moment, Gu Yifeng, who had already descended to the bottom of the mountain and sacrificed the flying sword, changed his complexion violently, and turned around.

Seeing Gu Yifeng's reaction, Liu Wushuang suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the mountains, and his complexion changed greatly.

I saw that on the mountain, a sudden spiritual light flickered, and it swept over, and there were many shadows, and I don't know how many people there were.

After a few breaths, a series of white slender figures suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and there were hundreds of people.

The hundreds of people who appeared here were all a girl in a skirt, all of them were fat and thin, their faces had their own merits, and the group was dazzling, their feet were elegant, and the aura was like a glow, diffusing and enveloping the whole body.

In front of these hundreds of girls, she took the lead, a girl in a water-blue skirt, with a pale cyan true yuan on her body, which kept swaying and slowly overflowing.

The girl had a gentle smile on her face, her beautiful eyes were shining, and when she saw Gu Yifeng and others, her feet were like electricity, and the whole person was as weird and ethereal as the wind, and she walked down the mountain in the blink of an eye.

It's just a woman like the wind!

"It turned out to be the Qilan Senior Sister of the Ethereal Palace, a disciple of the Lower Xuanfeng Sect, Gu Yifeng!"

Seeing this girl, Gu Yifeng's face eased slightly, and Shi Li spoke.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a disciple of the Xuanfeng Sect, no wonder there is such a strong wind attribute fluctuation on this sacrificial flying sword!"

Qilan blinked her two big eyes, chuckled, the laughter was like a wind chime, crisp and pleasant, which made people enjoy, after she glanced at the flying sword, her eyes fell on Zhang Yan, and said gently: "You are the disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect who got the rumored true immortal treasure, right? Don't be unwilling, my sister came all the way, but I heard a lot of news, so I rushed here, but the disciples of other sects, thinking about it at this moment, have already arrived, as long as you hand it over to your sister, they will naturally not pursue you. ”

Originally, when he saw Gu Yifeng appear, Zhang Yan's heart was already sinking to the bottom, and the secret path was not good, and he felt that this time it was extremely dangerous.

Unexpectedly, before he could think about how to deal with Liu Wushuang and Gu Yifeng, he got rid of the two, escaped and went into hiding.

In the blink of an eye, there were disciples of this Ethereal Palace again, and they were composed of hundreds of girls.

But Zhang Yan didn't dare to underestimate it at all, it was the girl in front of him, and Zhang Yan couldn't see the depth.

Although there are true yuan fluctuations on the other party's body, the true cultivation is definitely above the foundation building period.

However, Zhang Yan could still faintly sense another coercion and palpitating aura revealed in the other party's true yuan.

This kind of aura was sensed from the distance from the sect's Lan Ling Senior Sister outside the Shocking Feather Lake.

Then, the real cultivation of the girl in front of him is at least above the Jindan period.

Moreover, among the hundreds of Ethereal Palace disciples behind this girl, Zhang Yan also faintly detected that there were more than a dozen girls who also had true yuan fluctuations.

These people, at least have the cultivation of the foundation building period, which is not something that Zhang Yan can resist at all.

The girl in front of him alone had already made him break out in a cold sweat at this moment.

Now, he wanted to run away again, but

At this moment, hearing the girl's gentle words without a trace of murderous intent, Zhang Yan's face couldn't help but relax, he took a deep breath, and said: "In Xia Zhang Yan, see Daoyou! Now in the barren mountain, there are rumors everywhere that Zhang Mou has obtained a true immortal treasure from the barren mountain, which is simply getting darker and darker! If it is really a true immortal treasure, he will hide in secret early in the morning, why bother to be so ostentatious in the market! If Zhang Mou says that there are no real immortal treasures at all, will Daoist friends believe it?"

Qi Lan naturally knew that those rumors and the rumors of the disciples below were not completely credible. As for any true immortal treasures, Qilan won't believe it!"

The corners of Qilan's mouth raised, revealing a good-looking smile that made people look amazing, and nodded: "However, the little Taoist friend obtained a precious treasure from the Ancient Cave Mansion on the Heavenly Desolate Mountain, and he still believes in it, and it is not comparable to ordinary treasures, now everyone is looking for you like crazy, it is better to hand it over to my sister, you can leave safely, why put yourself in danger, the treasure that you don't have to enjoy is not worth the risk!"

"Daoist friend has misunderstood, Zhang Mou has been framed by someone, just swaggering around, there is no treasure at all! It is true that an ancient cave mansion appeared in Tianhuang Mountain, but Zhang Mou only got a jade slip from inside, and it is not a precious thing at all!

Zhang Yan's face slowly became ugly, and he shook his head in a deep voice.

Although the other party's strength was strong, it was not his opponent at all, but this girl would not make a move at all now, because Zhang Yan suddenly sensed that there was a slight fluctuation of spiritual power outside the Gale Valley.

Qilan, on the other side, also put away her smile and looked at the other side of the mountain.

Sure enough, in less than a few breaths, from the top of the other side of the mountain, several dense groups of people appeared in a blink of an eye, with thousands of people in different costumes.

"The Ancient Sword Sect, the Xuanfeng Sect, the Jianxia Sect, most of the disciples of several sects, have really arrived. ”

Qilan came back to her senses, and the lotus step moved lightly, came to the edge of the mountain, looked at the crowd that appeared, and spoke softly.

Zhang Yan looked at the figure that appeared in the mountains, and when he heard Qilan's soft words, his face couldn't help but turn pale.

"Senior brother, you're here too!"

At this time, Gu Yifeng's feet swept away, and he came to the disciple of Xuanfeng Sect, saluted a young man, and spoke happily.

And Liu Wushuang on the side also swept to the place where the disciple of Jianxia Sect was, and said something to a young man with a gloomy face, and then turned to point at Zhang Yan, his lips moving fiercely on his face.

The young man's face burst out with murderous intent, and he suddenly looked into the valley, saw the corpse like a hill clearly, and couldn't help but shoot two substantial gazes at Zhang Yan, chilling.

"What's going on, how are there so many corpses of Jianxia Sect disciples?"

At the Xuanfeng Gate, the young man who gave the salute to Gu Yifeng suddenly showed a shocked look and said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the Ancient Sword Sect, the Xuanfeng Gate, the Jianxia Sect, or the Ethereal Palace disciples who arrived first, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they all looked towards a little place in the valley with the sound, and suddenly their faces showed a look of shock.

Qilan, who came before, only said that Zhang Yan was only intercepted by more than a dozen disciples of Jianxiamen, and fought hard, and now under the attention of the voice, looking at the corpses piled up on the ground and the stumps and blood falling all over the ground, his face couldn't help but become shocked.

"These disciples of this sect were all killed by the disciples of the Thousand Spirits Sect who seized the treasures!"

On the side of Jianxia Gate, the young man who took the lead suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and said coldly with an incomparably strong killing intent.

"What? He, a young man at the tenth level of Qi refining, killed these dozens of people by himself, how is this possible?"

"Nearly a hundred disciples of the Sword Xia Sect of the fourteenth layer of Qi refining besieged him, but he actually killed most of them instead, what kind of existence is this person in the Thousand Spirits Sect?"

"Ten layers of qi refining, it's so powerful, could it be that the green tripod in his hand is a spiritual weapon?"

......

The disciples of several sects, when they heard the words of Senior Brother Jianxiamen, and then looked at the shocking corpses and blood in the valley that were like hell on earth, they couldn't help but exclaim one after another, buzzing and discussing.

"I have long heard that the monks of the Thousand Spirits Sect, the exercises and spells are extremely weird, the strength is strong, the spirit beads are in hand, the servants are tens of millions of spirit slaves, the doppelgangers have skills, and the combat power has always made other people retreat, and now when I see it, it is really shocking!"

Where the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were, a young man with a solemn face, calmly looked at the scene in the valley and where Zhang Yan was, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hmph, what about the Thousand Spirits Sect? Kill so many disciples of my Jianxia Sect, and now the treasures and lives have to be left! Wushuang and Duyuan, capture this person! Qingyuan, Lieyan and the others, while arraying, can't let this person escape!"

Senior Brother Jianxiamen suddenly snorted coldly and said coldly.

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Yan with cold eyes, as if looking at a dead person, without a trace of fluctuation.

"Yes, big brother!"

Among the disciples of the Jianxia Sect, everyone replied to the young man in unison.

And Liu Wushuang, at this moment, suddenly had a sneer on his face, staring at Zhang Yan, fierce, holding a big sword, and a young man wearing a colorful Taoist robe with a Buddhist bead hanging from his neck, rushed over.

This young man with Buddha beads hanging from his neck, with a slight surge of true yuan on his body, but the steps under his feet are very slow, but under each step, the sharpness of the big sword in his hand is even more vigorous, and there are clusters of colorful Buddha light blooming under his feet, the shape is like a lotus, and it looks extremely holy.

But in Zhang Que's eyes, he felt that layers of killing intent and nirvana were constantly surging.

Zhang Yan watched as the disciples of the Jianxia Sect surrounded themselves and blocked the way to escape.

Moreover, there are more than a dozen teenagers, and there are still true yuan fluctuations, and it is obvious that the real cultivation is all in the foundation building period.

After looking around at the disciples of the various sects that surrounded this valley for a week, Zhang Yan's face was hideous, and he roared loudly and laughed: "Since you are all sure that Zhang has immortal treasures on his body, and you can't kill Zhang Mou, then even if you want to be captured, on the grounds that Zhang is a Thousand Spirits Sect monk, you can't save your life, it's better to fight, which of you wants to go, Zhang will take it and fight to the end!"

Bang!

On Zhang Yan's body, the vast and violent aura suddenly burst out, and the incomparably majestic mana roared, and the spiritual power that erupted was so chaotic that the blood mist exploded in mid-air and scattered in all directions, the dust on the ground flew, and the spiritual light exploded, echoing throughout the valley.