Boom......

The vast spiritual power surged out from Zhang Yan's body like a tide.

Inch by inch, the staggered spiritual light exploded from his Qingyun Ding, buzzing.

Around him, dust was flying, and the blood-red mist above his head was tearing and rolling.

This kind of momentum and aura is already an existence comparable to the peak of the fifteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, except that there is no True Yuan surging on the body, and it has reached a further degree of compatibility with the spiritual weapon, which is not much different from the foundation building stage monks.

On the mountain ridge of Gale Valley, nearly a few thousand disciples from several sects were originally excited and eager to try, but now when they saw the young man on the edge of this valley, their bodies exuding such an aura, most of them couldn't help but froze suddenly, their faces were shocked, and their eyes looked at them in shock.

However, after a while, everyone couldn't help but look at the Gale Valley again, where the corpses of the dozens of Jianxia Sect disciples were located, and they were all slowly relieved.

Since he can be alone, facing the siege of dozens of Qi Refining Fourteenth Layer disciples, it is natural to have such strength, otherwise this young man would have already fallen to the ground, how could he be so safe and sound.

"This son is a cultivator, it's really terrifying, no wonder he was able to kill these Jianxiamen monks alone, it was really a hundred people killed!"

On the mountain ridge, where the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were, the solemn-faced young man standing at the front of the group of people sensed the cultivation aura on the young man in the Gale Valley, and he couldn't help but exclaim again.

The young man glanced at where the Jianxia Gate was, especially the person at the forefront of the Jianxia Gate who was at the forefront of the murderous intent at the moment, stared slightly, turned back to the group of Gu Jian Men behind him and said, "Senior brothers, our Gu Jian Sect will not participate in this matter for the time being. ”

Hearing the young man's words, the group of Ancient Sword Sect disciples behind him couldn't help but be stunned, and they all looked at it with a little puzzlement.

"Senior brother, have we withdrawn from the competition for the treasure? That is the treasure of the true immortals, even if the rumors are false, the treasures of the true immortals are not credible, but the treasures on the disciples of the Thousand Spirits Sect are definitely immortal treasures, we can't let them go!"

At this time, from behind the solemn-faced young man, a young man with a dignified face walked out, frowned and spoke.

"Yes, senior brother, although there are three sects here, such as the Xuanfeng Sect, it is not yet known who the treasure will fall into, so it is better for us to fight for it, get the treasure, and retreat immediately, if you want to forgive other sects, you will not dare to really have a large-scale bloody battle with us." ”

As soon as the words of the thick-faced young man fell, another young man came up and spoke slowly.

"A few junior brothers have thought about it, do you think that the senior brothers don't know the preciousness of this treasure? It's just that even though the treasure is precious, it must also be enjoyed by life. ”

The young men with solemn faces, hearing the words of the two, shook their heads slightly, and said: "Do you know why the senior brother of the Jianxia Sect, Mu Ye, didn't do it himself? It's not that he doesn't disdain to do it, on the contrary, he wants to be able to kill this disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect with thunder and seize the treasure, but he is afraid that the Xuanfeng Sect and our ancient sword sect will suddenly make a move and stab the black knife in the back, if he is seriously injured, the disciple of the Jianxia Sect here will be hunted down."

"Moreover, don't forget the headache-inducing Thousand Spirits Sect and the large army of the Corpse Refining Sect, but they haven't appeared yet, who knows if those guys with strange exercises in the Dao will just hide around or have already ambushed here? ”

"Do you want to let them take away this treasure from Jianxiamen?"

The young man with a dignified face nodded slightly, and then asked again.

"Hehe, this treasure is like a hot potato, even if the disciples of Jianxia Sect snatch this treasure in their hands, can they keep it? ”

Hearing this, the group of Ancient Sword Sect disciples behind them couldn't help but nod, silently, and looked at the bottom of the Gale Valley.

Qilan, who had already walked back to the top of the mountain, was smiling all the time, and the group of female disciples behind her, all dark as usual, were quietly watching everything here.

Glancing at Liu Wushuang and Du Yuan, who had already surrounded Zhang Yan, Qilan suddenly chuckled, like a silver bell, and then turned his head to look at the disciple of Jianxiamen, and said: "Compared to this Mu Ye of Jianxia Sect, Brother Mu Ye, under Qilan, I wonder if Qi Lan can persuade this little junior disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect again?"

"Hmph, your Ethereal Palace has always been extremely low-key, never interfering in matters that have nothing to do with your own body, and you rarely have entanglements with other sects, and now Fairy Qi has to snatch treasures?"

Mu Ye's eyes narrowed, and she glanced at the woman with a gentle smile and a delicate face, her expression did not show any other fluctuations because of this, she was still extremely cold, and she snorted coldly, and said.

"Brother pastor has misunderstood, although we are also very excited about this rumored immortal treasure, but we don't want to get into such a war, it's just that the little woman doesn't want to see such blood, and now I persuade this little brother to let him take out the treasure and save innocent lives. ”

Qilan ignored the coldness on Mu Ye's face, and still smiled indifferently.

"Even if he is willing to hand over the treasure now, Mu Mou will drain his soul and refine his soul to sacrifice the heavenly spirits of the dozens of Jianxia Sect disciples who have died, so as to stop the hatred in our hearts! Moreover, it is even more ridiculous to reason with the evil cultivators who are angry with such people and gods, and we righteous path sects should be eradicated by everyone as soon as possible!"

Mu Ye's body breathed, killing intent awe-inspiring, looking at the young man holding Dading in his hand at the bottom of the valley, the way of murderous bursts.

"Yo giggles, Brother Shepherd's words are wrong! Which is the right way, it is not a casual conclusion......

Qilan suddenly had red lips, the corners of her mouth raised, and she chuckled softly again, but she didn't pay any attention to Mu Ye, but turned her head, looked at Zhang Yan, and said: "Little junior brother of Qianling Sect, my sister's previous words still count, are you sure you won't change your mind?" As long as you hand over the treasure to your sister, the people here, absolutely no one will hurt you, and my sister will ensure that you leave safely." ”

"Thank you Fairy Qi for your kindness, it's just that Zhang really doesn't have the treasures in your mouths, so he can't take them out at all. Moreover, this person from Jianxiamen has the heart to kill me, and there is no need for you to make enemies with you, Fairy Qi. ”

Zhang Yan looked at the look on the woman's face, as if he wanted to see something, and only spoke up after a while, and shook his head with a little gratitude.

Qilan's words made Zhang Yan's heart slightly warm and grateful, although he didn't know what the other party's idea was, but in this case, this was obviously to save him.

"Since Daoyou has made up your mind, sister, I will retreat, if you are thrown into the blood river behind you by them, what kind of blood demon is fed, my sister can't help it!"

Qilan slowly put away her smile, her face showed a slight look of disappointment, she nodded to Zhang Yan, and retreated to the mountains and mountains.

Then, Qi Lan took the disciples of the Ethereal Palace and took a few steps back from the mountain, obviously with the same mind as the ancient sword gate, looking like he was watching from the wall.

Seeing this, Mu Ye's face was slightly relieved, but he still secretly glanced at the Xuanfeng Sect disciple vigilantly.

"Fight quickly, don't delay!"

Mu Ye turned around, his eyes narrowed, and he roared.

"In this way, you are offended!"

At this moment, when he heard Mu Ye's words, he first stood with one hand, recited the Buddha in a low voice, and said.

"Whew!"

Zhang Yan exhaled softly, and the Yellow Dragon armor was violently exerted, protecting his body with the Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover, although the magic techniques such as forging bones and swimming qi and turning gold operated together, and the strength of the body was completely released, and the big tripod in his hand, the cyan cloud and the cyan sharp mang, staggered and exploded.

Shout!

With a sharp and terrifying sound of breaking the air, I saw that Du Yuan was holding a broad sword, and the clouds under his feet were like lotus, opening step by step, and he couldn't walk out, but his whole person was like lightning, and the big sword in his hand was like a rainbow, so sharp that it exploded in the air and pointed straight at it.

Zhang Yan glanced at Liu Wushuang and saw that this person also made a move together, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, the biggest threat to him is the crossing edge with the Buddha beads hanging around his neck, and there is a strong true yuan fluctuation on his body, obviously a foundation building period monk, he must use all his strength to parry.

And the other party's sword made Zhang Yan feel palpitations.

It was absolutely difficult to survive this blow just by relying on the Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover, and it was likely that the defensive magic weapon would be destroyed and he would be seriously injured.

But the sword of the crossing edge was so weird that it was shocking.

Zhang Yan obviously saw that the big sword was still two feet away from him, and when the Qingyun Ding in his hand swept over to resist, the big sword had already come to him three feet away.

"What a speed!"

Zhang Yan's face was shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

While!

The big sword that opened with the colorful spirit slashed at the big tripod in front of Zhang Yan, and made a sharp sound of gold and stone handover, which was extremely harsh.

The big sword and the big ding collided, and both of them froze slightly in an instant.

But the next moment, I saw Da Ding and Zhang Yan, and the whole thing was directly slashed and flew out.

Zhang Yan's face turned pale suddenly, and under the impact of the distance from Dading, the whole person flew upside down on the ground, and after the most slumpy, he slid out hundreds of zhang away on the mountain behind him.

"It's so powerful!"

On the mountain ridge of Gale Valley, the disciples of several sects couldn't help but be shocked at once.

"It really deserves to be a sect that inherits ancient sword cultivation, and this sword path attainment is really difficult for us to match!"

The solemn-faced young man of the Ancient Sword Sect said in a deep voice with a slightly solemn face.

Now.

Zhang Yan stopped on the top of the mountain, his face was pale, his eyes were frightened, and the blood and qi surging in his body were so full that he almost suffocated.

Could this person be a dual cultivator of the Buddha and sword, how can he be so terrifying?

Zhang Yan's heart was turbulent, and he secretly gasped for cold air, and said in a slightly shocked way.

Behind him, only half a mile away, was the mighty and turbulent river of blood, raging and bloody, rolling up wildly, slapping both sides of the river, and falling straight into the sky.

"Behind this person's sword path, his strength is strong, and it is difficult to match at all, so why don't you cast a divine shadow shift and jump into the river of blood and escape?"

Zhang Yan glanced at the river of blood behind him, and secretly thought about it.

However, when he saw the other dozen or so Jianxia Sect disciples who had already faintly surrounded him, he immediately extinguished these thoughts.

Those people, all of them have different colors, strong differences in the true element fluctuations, all of them are foundation building period monks, if he breaks through, he will be directly surrounded and killed by everyone, these people did not rush up, just to prevent him from taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

And at this time, Liu Wushuang, who was moving behind him, didn't wait for his blood to calm down, he was already holding a big sword and slaughtered him.

"Let's see where your limits are!"

Zhang Yan's eyes froze, the refining of the void consciousness rose, and after a pause, the divine shadow moved out, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

Boom!

The next moment, Zhang Yan appeared in front of Liu Wushuang in an instant, met the opponent's sword blade, held the big ding, and smashed it directly without any fancy.

Liu Wu put the big sword on his hands, and the colorful spiritual light shattered in an instant, and at the moment when he touched the big ding, he suddenly let out a light groan, and the entire sword body was darkened.

And Liu Wushuang's whole person was holding a big sword, and he was directly shocked back.

But at this time, after being slightly surprised, Na Duyuan held a big sword and slashed at Zhang Yan's back again in an instant.

But Zhang Yan didn't stop because of this, and with a wave of his left hand, a dark black steel ring flew out in response, came behind him in a dripping manner, and met the big sword cut by Du Yuan.

While!

With a crisp sound, Duyuan's big sword was not imprisoned by the phaseless circle as Zhang Yan expected, but only resisted the blow of the opponent's big sword.

"Hey, it's actually another high-grade spiritual weapon, and it's such a rare defensive spiritual weapon!"

When Watari saw the steel ring that appeared, he faintly wanted to imprison his big sword, and he also blocked his blow solidly, and couldn't help but be surprised.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the general types of defensive magic weapons are almost always based on shields, followed by pagodas, Jinpa, treasure wheels, array maps, treasure mirrors, and so on.

However, there are almost very few high-level steel ring type defensive spirit weapons like this, and they still have such amazing power.

And the young man in front of him, who was only refining qi at the tenth level, also had two sets of spiritual weapons together, which couldn't help but surprise him.

But in the next moment, what shocked the disciples of several sects present was that after sacrificing this steel ring, the young man waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he sacrificed a dark spirit bead, enslaved dozens of spirit slaves, and slaughtered Xiang Yuan, and then there was a slight pause under his feet, and the whole person disappeared again.

In an instant, the young man came to Liu Wushuang again, raised the big tripod with one hand, and the densely exploded spiritual light of the bearer smashed down.

"What kind of spell is this? Could it be the teleportation of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, how did this person cast it continuously!"

Most of the disciples of the four sects were shocked on the spot, and they all spoke out in disbelief.

Liu Wushuang was even more shocked that his face was pale, and with a big sword in his hand, he desperately blocked the big ding that fell down, and he could avoid this blow.

Then he flipped his hand and took out a bronze mirror shining with colorful spiritual light, and protected it in front of him.

While!

Two piercing clashing sounds rang out at the same time.

But it was Zhang Yan's big tripod that smashed down again and bombarded the opponent's bronze mirror, and Liu Wushuang was slightly calm on his face after the bronze mirror was sacrificed, and the big sword in his hand was deflected, and stabbed Zhang Yan's chest at an extremely tricky angle, but Zhang Yan's Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover that was protected outside his body automatically turned around and resisted the sword.

"Qixia Sword!"

But at this time, Liu Wushuang's sword failed to make a contribution, but he was not discouraged at all, but with a shake of his hand, the big sword in his hand suddenly parted, turning into seven dazzling colorful rays of light, and suddenly rolled up, and stabbed towards Zhang Yan with a sigh.

"Colorful Soft Sword!"

However, this big sword was split into seven rays of light, and where could he escape Zhang Yan's divine sense, he instantly found that those seven rays of light were seven astonishing soft swords, entwining and stabbing him.

Crash!

Seeing that he couldn't teleport away, Zhang Yan didn't panic, and with a wave of his hand, a crimson lock ring suddenly appeared, and swept around him with a bang.

But it was the defensive lock ring magic weapon obtained from Yu Feng, a disciple of the Flame Peak, and the Heaven Sealing Fire Ring!

Dangdangdang......

As the lock ring spun rapidly, they resisted and locked the seven curved flying swords that swept over, making a piercing crashing sound.

In this way, Zhang Yan Huoran turned his head and pinched the trick, and pointed a little more towards the phaseless circle in mid-air, and the latter was envoyed, and together with the spirit slave, shot down towards the crossing.

Zhang Yan's idea was very simple, that is, to contain Na Duyuan a little and kill this Liu Wushuang first.

Swish!

Zhang Yan's divine shadow shift was cast again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Liu Wushuang, who flew back, looked shocked, as if facing a great enemy.

In the next moment, Zhang Yan suddenly appeared, but he came behind Liu Wushuang, and the big ding in his hand fell again, and his left hand fell down together.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Jianxia Sect present couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Boom!

Like a small mountain, Qingyunding smashed on the other party's bronze mirror again, making Liu Wushuang's whole person almost fly out of the hall upside down.

But what followed was the sharp filament faintly appearing on Zhang Yan's left hand, and the **** came out in the blink of an eye.

The light cloud silk sneered on the bronze mirror and made a fine cutting sound, which made people listen to it coldly.

"Little Soul Breaker!"

Before Liu Wushuang could breathe a sigh of relief, a gray claw like black lightning suddenly appeared, directly through the bronze mirror, and fell into the center of his eyebrows.

But this Liu Wushuang is also the pinnacle of the fifteenth layer of qi refining, needless to say, the divine soul is powerful, and the technique is even faster, and he suddenly shot a spell, only to see a colorful glow suddenly appear in the center of his eyebrows, like a colorful array, extremely mysterious, and suddenly met the claws.

Syllable!

However, this soul-breaking hand, after Zhang Yan's exertion, the power increased by some time, but it was slightly resisted by the glow, weakening half of the power, although it broke through the glow, it still fell into Liu Wushuang's eyebrows.

Liu Wushuang's whole person appeared in an instant, and he was stunned.

Shout!

A small flying sword suddenly came out of Zhang Yan's hand, and in an instant, there was a stabbing sound, with the sound of the cloth cracking and the broken flesh and bones, the small flying sword sank into Liu Wushuang's body.

It's just that at this moment, Liu Wushuang also came back to his senses, his face was pale, and he flew back in the blink of an eye.

"What the hell?"

Liu Wushuang's eyes were horrified after he sensed that there was something in his body.

But after a while, I didn't notice anything unusual.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Liu, what are you doing, kill this person immediately!"

At this time, the voice of Du Yuan came, and I saw him holding a big sword, breaking through the entanglement of dozens of spirit slaves in a few strokes, knocking away the phaseless circle, and slashing towards Zhang Yan again, while snorting coldly at Liu Wushuang.

Hearing this, Liu Wushuang's face couldn't help but turn red and blue, and then suddenly became hideous.

The young man in front of him is only a tenth layer of qi refining, even if he has a strong divine sense and a spiritual weapon in his hand, he should still have a huge gap with him, but he was suppressed and beaten by the other party everywhere in front of the disciples of several sects, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry.

"Die!"

The more Liu Wushuang thought about it, the more annoyed he became, his eyes breathed fire, he held a big sword, and he struck at Du Yuan, pointing straight at him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan's eyes were still calm, although because of the casting of the Divine Shadow Shift, the consumption of the divine consciousness was huge, and the stinging pain was endless, but he continued to refine the virtual consciousness, always exercising the divine consciousness and eliminating the negative state.

With a move, he caught the phaseless circle, and hit again, and the envoy met the crossing.

Then, the Qingyun Ding in his hand buzzed and smashed towards the crossing edge together.

Swish!

Zhang Yan then disappeared and appeared behind Liu Wushuang.

At the moment when he saw Zhang Yan disappear, Liu Wushuang was already prepared, turned around suddenly, and the big sword in his hand slashed and fell.

Bang Bang ......

But at this time, something strange happened, Liu Wushuang's big sword, which was only half swung to the top, suddenly froze, and then shattered, the big sword also suddenly dimmed, and the breath on Liu Wushuang's whole body disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Liu Wushuang's complexion changed greatly, and his eyes were frightened.

Shout!

Zhang Yan's body was like electricity, and as soon as he took a step, he came to the other party in a blink of an eye, and the light cloud silk on his left hand, like the harvest of death, rolled up the opponent's neck

Sting!

A huge head rose to the sky, and blood spurted out like a spring.

"Senior Brother Liu!"

The disciples of Jianxia Sect were stunned for a long time when they saw this scene, and then they all exclaimed in surprise.

The disciples of the other sects widened their eyes as they watched this incredible scene.

"Boom!"

But at this time, Zhang Yan was trembling, his face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth, and his Zhihai suddenly exploded at this moment, the sound of the sound almost made him foggy, and the stinging pain made him almost faint, looking extremely weak.