Wu Yan used his mana, controlled the inch-sized strange blade magic weapon in the palm of his hand, grasped the hand in his left hand, and glanced at Huang Zhen with a smile: "Deputy Alliance Master Huang, I want to talk to this beheader, please let that group of people withdraw from the twenty zhang away." ”

Huang Zhen was stunned for a moment, although he didn't understand what Wu Yan meant, but he still greeted the people of the Iron Sword Alliance who rushed down the mountain according to his words, and after some words, he led the suspicious people back for more than twenty zhang and retreated to the halfway point of Xiaogu Mountain.

Wu Yan glanced at the group of people behind the beheader, frowned and whispered to the beheader with a blank face: "Beheading Daoist, shouldn't you let them back back?"

There was a hesitant expression on the face of the beheader, he didn't quite understand that he didn't know the young man in Xuanyi in front of him, what could he say to himself. Moreover, he was still a little afraid of the Xuanyi young man in front of him, because he had checked Wu Yan with the Heavenly Eye Technique, and found that he couldn't see through how high the cultivation power of the Xuanyi young man in front of him was. This shows that this young man's mana realm is much higher than him.

"Why, why do you want them to retreat? The Sprinkle family met Daoyou for the first time, there is nothing to talk about, right? I also asked Daoyou to return the magic weapon of the Sprinkle family, and the Sprinkle family led them out of here, and they didn't dare to disturb Daoyou again. The beheading monk snorted, his tone already a little soft.

"Hehe, that's right. Beheading Daoyou, it's the first time I've seen this magic weapon, I'm a little curious, I just want to study it, and after the study is over, I will naturally return it to Daoyou. Moreover, I am also very curious about the affairs of immortal cultivators, and I want to inquire about the affairs of the immortal cultivation world from Daoist friends. After all, since I cultivated Xiaocheng, I have never been in contact with other immortal cultivators, so I naturally want to discuss it with you. Wu Yan explained with a smile to the beheaded monk.

The beheading monk understood this time, frowned, and commanded the invincible and Hu Cangqiong behind him with some reluctance: "You also step back twenty zhang, and the Sprinkle family wants to have a good chat with this Taoist friend." ”

Although Zhan Wushu and the others were anxious, they did not dare to disobey and behead the people, so they had to retreat more than 20 zhang with an unwilling face.

Only then did the beheading monk smile at Wu Yan and said, "Oh, it turns out that Daoyou is also a loose cultivator, so in this way, it is the same as the Sprinkle family." I don't know which cultivator family you belong to, you have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. The Sprinkle family was born in the Shura Temple, the master of the family, the master of the Shura, was originally a disciple of Mida Mountain in Tianwolf County, and later broke away from the sect for some reasons, returned to Yunzhou and founded the Shura Temple, the family teacher is also a famous Buddhist cultivator in the Yunzhou immortal cultivation world, presumably Taoist friends must have heard of it, right?"

This beheaded monk actually brazenly used the name of his master, who had been dead for nearly a hundred years, to intimidate Wu Yan. Wu Yan was secretly amused, just hiding next to him, but he could hear it clearly. The master of the beheaded monk died in the hands of Feng Jiuzhong, and even his three disciples died in the hands of Feng Jiuzhong. He also thought that Wu Yan was a young disciple who had just sneaked out of a cultivator family to play, and he didn't have any experience in the rivers and lakes, so he was very easy to coax.

Wu Yan didn't break it, his face showed an expression of sudden realization, and at the same time, Shi Li, who clasped his fists, praised: "In Xia Wu Yan, it is rude, it turns out that the master of the Taoist friend is actually the famous Shura Master, no wonder the Daoyou's means are so strong, admire, admire." ”

"It turns out that the Taoist friend's name is Wu Yan, and the Sprinkle family doesn't seem to have heard that there is a family of immortal cultivators surnamed Wu in Yunzhou?

Wu Yan also laughed a few times and said: "Zai Xia is just cultivating alone, and it is naturally impossible for the beheading Daoist to have heard the name of Zaixia." This artifact is very interesting, I wonder if there is a name?"

Wu Yan suddenly pinched the handle of the strange blade magic weapon with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and asked the beheading monk with slanted eyes.

The beheading monk looked at Wu Yan pinching his magic weapon and touching it, frowning at Lao Gao, for fear that Wu Yan would do something and take the opportunity to erase the mana mark he left on the magic weapon, and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist, stop! Didn't you promise to return this Blood Luo Blade magic weapon to the Sprinkle family? Could it be that Daoyou wanted to take the opportunity to erase the mark of the Sprinkle family on the magic weapon?"

Wu Yan's face moved slightly, and he smiled: "Where is it, I'm just a little curious, it turns out that this magic weapon is called the Blood Luo Blade, it's really weird, how can such a big magic weapon become so big after casting the spell? ”

After Wu Yan finished speaking, he pinched the Blood Luo Blade magic weapon in his right hand and handed it to the beheaded monk, as if he really planned to return the magic weapon to him.

The beheading monk was overjoyed when he heard this, and he could feel that his mana mark on the magic weapon had not been erased. The beheading monk cautiously stared at Wu Yan's expression, for fear that he would regret it, and at the same time secretly decided in his heart that as soon as the magic weapon entered his control, he would use the magic weapon to cut off Wu Yan's head as soon as possible. Although Wu Yan's cultivation mana looked much more powerful than him, at such a close distance, he didn't believe that Wu Yan could dodge.

The beheading monk reached out to receive the magic weapon, and inevitably removed the light mask on his body.

Wu Yan really handed the magic weapon to the beheading monk. The beheading monk was overjoyed, and he raised his hand to take the magic weapon into his hand. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional by Wu Yan, but when the blade of the magic weapon was handed to the beheading monk, he accidentally poked it on the beheading monk's finger.

The beheading monk was shocked, because this time he had already made a small cut on his thumb, and a trace of blood flowed out.

The beheading monk said a little angrily: "Wu Daoyou, what are you doing here?"

Wu Yan smiled dryly: "Haha, I'm sorry, I didn't hold it steady, my hand was cut, I have my own hand-blended Jinchuang paste here, the hemostatic effect is very good, do you want to wipe some for Daoyou?"

The beheading monk looked embarrassed, but he was happy in his heart, this kid was really a guy who had just debuted, and he was deceived by himself so easily. Hmph, wait for the Sprinkle family to take the opportunity to cut off his head with a knife.

"No, no, this little wound will be dealt with by the Sprinkler family. ”

The beheading monk was thinking about beauty in his heart, and he couldn't help but find Wu Yan in front of him, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, and then a yellow light lit up from his left hand.

The beheading monk was shocked, and after panicking, he actually forgot to sacrifice the talisman and turned his head and ran backwards. Although it is true that he is an immortal cultivator, firstly, he is old after all, and his body is not as good as before, and secondly, he will not work lightly, plus after controlling the blood Luo blade and talisman just now, the mana is consumed too much, and the mana is already a little bad at this time, so he turned around and ran.

However, how can his speed be compared to Wu Yan, a light skill master who has cultivated Fengyun Step and Hidden Killing Technique? Wu Yan chuckled, his body twisted a few times strangely, like a light smoke against the beheading monk, and in a moment, after the incantation was finished, Wu Yan put his left hand on the door of the beheading monk's head, and shouted: "Fixed!"

In a flash of yellow light, the talisman in Wu Yan's hand disappeared. The beheaded monk who was originally running forward, under Wu Yan's shouting, his body seemed to have been immobilized by the spell, and he was stunned and froze in place.

Wu Yan smiled and rushed past the beheading monk, took the opportunity to take the blood Luo blade magic weapon that fell out of the beheading monk's hand in his hand, touched his chin and looked hesitantly at the beheading monk who was frozen by the immobilization charm.

This talisman is naturally the talisman that was once used by the pharmacist to fix Wu Yan. After Wu Yan killed the pharmacist sealant, this talisman naturally belonged to him. In the past six months, Wu Yan has studied how to use this talisman. After consulting all the books he got from the pharmacist Feng, although he learned how to use this talisman, but the real use, this is the first time, originally he was a little unsure if he could succeed, until he saw that the beheading monk was pasted with a talisman on the head, and his body was as immovable as a clay sculpture and wood carving, so he was sure that the talisman was really effective.

The beheaded monk was fixed by Wu Yan with a talisman, but his five senses had not yet lost consciousness, and he shouted in horror: "Wu Daoyou, what are you going to do!?"