With a wave of his sleeves, Zhang Yan killed seven Yuanying cultivators in a row. Everyone was shocked!
The cultivators were originally charging forward, but they suddenly froze. It was as if a surging wave had crashed onto a reef, turning them into powder. ¤Literature Bar: wxba ¤
Especially when they saw Rong Junzhong being forced back by one sword, their morale was shaken. Dozens of cultivators faced him alone, but none of them dared to step forward.
Seeing this, everyone on the flying carriage was speechless. They were in a daze and couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
After a while, Sect Master Qiao suddenly thought of that comment. He pondered for a moment and finally came to his senses. He slapped the railing and said excitedly, "Put yourself in a dead end and you will be reborn. Put yourself in a dead end and you will be reborn. I see, I see! The heavens haven't forsaken my Zhongtai, I've actually received help from a noble! "
Madam Zhao was also surprised, but there was still some worry in her heart that she couldn't get rid of. She asked, "Can Zhenren Zhang block it?"
After she said that, she felt her hand tighten. She turned around and saw that it was Sect Master Qiao who was squeezing her hand. She could feel waves of trembling, but she couldn't tell if it was excitement or bewilderment. Her gaze was still fixed in front of her as she muttered, "Definitely, definitely."
Rong Junzhong was forced back by Zhang Yan's sword light. After he returned, his face was very gloomy. Everyone looked at his expression and understood that no one dared to come closer.
After he mastered the Thirty Thousand Kilograms Divine Art, he was confident that no sharp weapon could get close to him, so he rarely took out his talisman to protect himself. Just Now, when he saw the sword light coming from thousands of feet away, he couldn't help but be careless. He was caught off guard and suffered a huge loss. Even though he wasn't injured, he lost all his face.
Yang Shuyong walked over and took a few glances at him. He asked, "Zhenren Rong, are you injured?"
Rong Junzhong tried his best to calm down and quickly tied up his hair. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for asking, Sect Master. I'm fine. Just Now I was careless and almost got hit by this person's flying sword."
As he said that, he cast his gaze forward again.
Now that he saw Zhang Yan as his greatest enemy, he didn't want to fight him again before he figured out his opponent's background.
At that moment, Zhang Yan's mind moved. The sword pellet flew back. It circled around his body in an extremely agile manner.
As the sword light flew, it was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes swift, sometimes sluggish. It seemed to contain some sort of mysterious rhythm as it flashed and leaped without leaving a trace. It was hard to tell.
His gaze swept across the crowd. He said in a clear voice, "Fellow Daoists of Xuan Yue, if you are willing to retreat, I will not allow you to leave. I will not push myself too far, but if I go one step nearer, I will die. Don't blame I for being merciless. "
His voice rumbled and echoed throughout the mountains.
This was his verbal warning. The matter this time was related to the Dharmakaya Spirit Medicine he used to cultivate, so he had to help Zhong Tai.
If Xuan Yue was willing to let him go, then what happened to Zhong Tai in the future had nothing to do with him, and he wouldn't interfere. But if Xuan Yue persisted in his opinion and insisted on annihilating Zhong Tai here, then he could only raise his sword and retreat.
With these words, there were indeed a few people who had thoughts of retreating. Most of these people were at the first stage of the cultivation realm. In the face of a spell like the Heaven and Earth Lock, they were completely unable to resist. No matter how one looked at it, they would definitely die if they rushed forward.
A Xuan Yue cultivator saw that the situation wasn't right and immediately shouted, "Everyone, don't forget that you all signed the contract. Aren't you afraid of the oath if you retreat in the face of battle?"
With this reminder, everyone couldn't help but be wary, but no one went forward. Just Now, they all saw what happened to the seven people.
That Xuan Yue cultivator said again, "Everyone, don't be afraid of this person. He is just one person. Let's surround him and use our treasures to fight."
Everyone instantly understood that they weren't just one person, so why did they have to fight head-on?
Without any hesitation, they spread out in all directions. They no longer rushed forward as fiercely as before. Instead, they slowly advanced and flanked from three sides. There were even some who flew above and hovered high up in the air, intending to launch a sneak attack from above.
Zhang Yan stood still with his hands behind his back. His gaze was deep and there seemed to be a cold glint brewing in it.
Feeling the killing intent in his heart, the sword pellet buzzed and jumped out, spitting out rays of sharp light.
Elder Bai was overwhelmed with emotions as he watched from below. He said loudly, "How can I let Daoist Zhang fight alone for my Zhongtai's matter?"
With that said, he was about to jump forward. However, he felt something tighten on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Elder Yan pressing him down. He asked anxiously, "Senior, why are you stopping me?"
Elder Yan Daoren said, "Junior, don't be anxious. Look at that sword pellet. If I'm not wrong, this Daoist Zhang is a sword cultivator. Such a person can cross the rainbow and pierce through the clouds. He's never afraid of group battles. If you go up, not only will you not be able to help him, you will also become a burden."
"This …"
Elder Bai was at a loss. He had also cultivated to the second stage of the Yuanying realm, so when did he become so useless? However, when he thought about how Zhong Tai had relied on an outsider cultivator to save the situation, he felt a wave of dejection in his heart.
The cultivators on the field had already surrounded Zhang Yan. Seeing that the time was right, the Xuan Yue disciple shouted, "Do it!" and threw his treasure down.
With this person taking the lead, everyone else also made their move. Dozens of treasures fell down, and for a moment, rays of light filled the entire area.
Zhang Yan's expression was calm. He took a step forward, and suddenly, he heard the sound of surging waves. It was as if the valley was suddenly flooded. A boundless light of water rose up from under his feet and spiraled around his body. All the treasures that flew over fell into it without a sound and disappeared.
The cultivators who attacked immediately discovered that the connection between their treasures and their minds was instantly severed. They were all shocked, but no matter how much they shouted, they couldn't summon it back.
At this time, they saw that in the middle of the waves, a fiery red cloud slowly overflowed, followed by a slight rustling sound.
In just a short moment, a droning sound resounded, and it was clamorous like needles were pricking it. Everyone was distraught, and when they saw it clearly, they noticed that the red cloud was actually condensed from countless dark red and blood-red Venomous Worms.
Many people saw that it looked fierce and knew that it was not a good thing. They didn't care about collecting their treasures and hurriedly retreated.
The Bloodline Golden Insect hadn't come out for a long time. Normally, it only relied on the spiritual energy that Zhang Yan occasionally poured into it to nourish it, so it was already starving. At this moment, when it smelled the flesh and blood of a living person, its jaws and teeth moved. With a "ka ka" sound, it scattered and flew all over the sky, gnawing on whoever it saw.
There were a few people who couldn't dodge in time. Their protective treasures were bitten through in just a few bites. Even if they summoned their treasures, they could only hold on for a few breaths. In the blink of an eye, a person was gnawed to the point where no flesh or bone was left.
Everyone was shocked. They had never seen such fierce and ferocious evil insects before, so they immediately fell into chaos.
Zhang Yan saw that his goal of disturbing everyone had been achieved. His eyes flashed. He shook his sleeves and used the Sword Escape Technique. His body and sword became one, turning into a soaring sword light. He brazenly killed his way into the crowd.
This time, it set off a reign of terror. The cultivators of the two sects only saw a sword light sweeping across the field. Brilliant neon lights flashed back and forth. Wherever the sword light went, pieces of flesh and blood scattered.
The flying sword technique was originally good at fighting against many alone. With the help of the Blood-Thread Golden Insects, his sword had killed twelve people in just a few moments!
In less than a minute of fighting, the number of cultivators who had directly or indirectly died in his hands had already exceeded twenty. No one was able to withstand his attacks. The crowd of cultivators was killed until they were panic-stricken and terrified. It was unknown who was the first to shout, but then they turned around and ran. The rest of the people didn't care about the restriction of the contract and fled in panic in all directions.
Yang Shuyong was both shocked and furious as he watched everyone flee. They were just about to crush the bell platform and complete the great cause of the two sects becoming one. However, Zhang Yan had interfered midway, single-handedly slaughtering dozens of cultivators of the same generation.
He couldn't vent his anger on Rong Junzhong, so he could only shout at the protector beside him, "Mo Shitong, take this person and capture him. Don't say that you can't defeat him with so many people. If you can't do it, don't come back to see me."
Mo Shitong complained in his heart, but he couldn't refuse the Supreme Headmaster's order. He could only step forward and accept the order.
Rong Junzhong's eyes flashed and he called out to him, "Protector Mo, take this treasure. It might have a miraculous effect."
Mo Shitong looked at the Hundred Refinements Locking Pillar.
Rong Junzhong took a few steps forward and reminded him, "This treasure is strange. It is made of four-colored Gang Sand. Only Enlightened Master Dongtian can take it head-on. I think Daoist Zhang's water-colored light is strange, but it may not be able to subdue this treasure. As long as we get close, we will be able to injure him severely. Let's take advantage of this moment when he is full of himself.
Mo Shitong understood and said, "Supreme Headmaster, Enlightened Master Rong, let's see what I can do."
He didn't go too far from the top of the mountain. He was prepared to run back the moment something went wrong. After a few glances, he found an opportunity and threw out three flying knives to distract Zhang Yan. Then, a ball of spiritual light wrapped around the Hundred Refinements Lock Pillar and hid it behind him. Then, he threw it out as well.
Zhang Yan suddenly heard the sound of a sword in his heart, and he was immediately alerted. He glanced around and sneered. With a wave of his sleeves, he used the Five Elements Escape Technique. The three flying daggers and the Hundred Refinements Locking Pillar were evaded when they got close to him. Then, he pointed with his finger and a bolt of lightning shot out.
Mo Shitong didn't even have time to escape before he was struck by the divine lightning. With a boom, he exploded into pieces along with his treasures.
Zhang Yan rolled up his sleeves again, and the watery light behind him shook. When it disappeared, the Hundred Refinements Locking Pillar and the flying daggers were gone.
Rong Junzhong saw all of this, and his expression was solemn. He said in a low voice, "This person's Dao techniques and supernatural powers are only at the second stage of Yuanying, but I didn't expect his magical powers to be so strong. If we can't fight him head-on, we can only retreat and defend."
Yang Shuyong suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a sharp gaze. With a hint of questioning in his voice, he said, "What? Retreat and defend? "
Rong Junzhong said indifferently, "Headmaster, have you forgotten that we have the protection of the formation? Our sect is already in an invincible position, so why should we risk our lives to fight him? Let's just trap him here and see what else he can do. "
He wasn't someone who would lose his mind after losing face. At this moment, he was still calm. Although the battle was fierce and half of them were injured or dead, Xuan Yue's previous arrangements were very safe. As long as Zhang Yan reached their mountain, he could use the formation to repel him.
Yang Shuyong's expression changed a few times. After thinking about it, he felt that Zhang Yan was really too powerful, and he couldn't do anything to him at the moment. He could only say hatefully, "As you wish."
The disciple immediately sent out the order. Not long after, clouds rose from the various mountain peaks and activated the formation. They simply guarded the door and didn't come out.
Zhang Yan took a few glances and sneered, "Do you think that you can escape just like that?"
As soon as the spell was cast, the High Cloud above suddenly shook violently. Then, a yellow smoke slowly rose to the top of the sky and gradually condensed into a giant hand that covered the sky. The sky rumbled continuously.
The people below stared blankly at the giant yellow smoke hand that almost covered the sky. They didn't know how to react.
Zhang Yan waited until his mana was at its peak. Just as he was about to reach his limit, he let out a loud roar and slammed the mountain peak in front of him!
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