Just as Zhang Yan was flying, he felt an inexplicable spiritual energy surging into his body.
He had exchanged blows with the cultivators of the Jiuling Sect before, so he immediately realized what kind of divine ability this was. At this moment, he was several hundred feet away from Cai Deyan, yet Cai Deyan was actually able to execute it from such a distance away. This caused him to be slightly surprised.
Just as he was about to dodge, a thought flashed through his mind. He decided not to move, and he instantly felt a restrictive force trapping him. His flying light couldn't help but slow down, and his forward momentum was also stopped.
With just this pause, the wooden club in the hands of one of the apes had already landed on his head.
Zhang Yan snorted coldly and forcefully circulated his magic power. He broke free from one of his hands and pushed upwards, blocking the wooden club. Then, he flung his sleeves, and the ape was instantly sent flying by a huge force. It collided with the other ape that was rushing over, and they instantly rolled into a ball.
After comprehending the fourth stage of the Divine Contract, even if he didn't transform himself to 1,000 feet, he could still use 100% of his strength. If it was the Thousandth Lifespan Snow-Browed Ape, he might be able to put up a fight. However, these two were still lacking.
After doing this, he didn't even look at them. His body shook, and he broke free from the restraints of his magic power, heading straight for Cai Deyan.
Cai Deyan saw that the two apes were like naughty children in the hands of Zhang Yan, and they weren't a threat at all. He couldn't help but be astonished. However, he couldn't guess that he won with a strength path technique, and he thought that he had the help of some powerful magic treasure. Because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to block it, he hurriedly waved his banner, and after a few claps, a beam of spiritual light shone down from above. It was a middle-aged Daoist with a resolute appearance.
This person didn't wear a crown, but his hair was neat and tidy. Not a single strand of hair was out of place, and the Daoist robe he wore was not creased at all. He held a scroll in his hand, and his eyes were stern and stern.
He looked at Zhang Yan, bowed, and said seriously, "Huanzhen Monastery's Child Talisman Technique is restricted by the demon, and I can't control myself. If I offend you later, please forgive me. "
Zhang Yan knew that this type of demon spirit might still have some consciousness from when it was alive. On the surface, it looked like a living person, but on the inside, its consciousness had been stolen, and it couldn't be seen as a Xuanzhen Monastery disciple. Moreover, Huanzhen Monastery's technique was quite unique. In a situation where one didn't care about life or death … His cultivation wasn't as high as his. It could also block him for a while, which was why he didn't respond at all and got closer. He casually waved his hand, and hundreds of lightning flew out.
Tong Fu Gong opened the bamboo slip in his hand and chanted an incantation. Suddenly, the bamboo slip turned into a ten-foot wide wall in front of him. When the lightning struck it, it only flashed a faint green light and disappeared, as if it was absorbed by the wall.
Zhang Yan already knew that this would happen. After suppressing this person with the Divine Thunder, he dispersed the sword light and slashed at the person's head.
Child Talisman Technique was forced to defend against the fierce attack, and he couldn't fight back. He didn't realize that the sword gleams were scattered all around.
Zhang Yan took advantage of the situation and rushed forward. In an instant, he stepped into the inner circle. Then, he drew a circle with his hand and a golden light flashed, trapping the person in the sword formation. He then gathered his mana and a golden light flew out from the formation and beheaded the person.
Tong Talisman Technique was considered a talent in Huanzhen Monastery, but he was only at the first level of Yuanying. Both of them were far apart in terms of mana and cultivation. Before he could use his true skills, he was beheaded by Shen Lian. Even his tainted primordial spirit was cut off, and there was no possibility of him being summoned by the spirit flag.
Cai Deyan released him, thinking that he could hold Zhang Yan back for a while, so that he could hide somewhere else. He didn't expect that he would be taken down.
As he didn't dare to fight with Zhang Yan head-on, he could only wave the flag again. This time, a green-robed Daoist came down. He had a straight nose and a square mouth, but his eyes were dull. There was a faintly discernible sword ball flying around him.
Zhang Yan looked at the sword ball, and his expression turned serious. "Shaoqing disciple?"
The Daoist stared at Zhang Yan, and without saying a word, he summoned the sword ball, and it turned into a cold light.
Zhang Yan felt that the sword light was very sharp, and he was extremely cautious. Before he knew the details, he didn't go forward to take it head-on, but dodged to the side with his sword.
At that moment, the two giant apes were climbing up, and one of them blocked in front of him. The sword light didn't care about it, and pierced through the giant ape's body, splitting it in half.
After the giant ape's upper body fell to the ground, it was confused at first. Then, it felt pain, and immediately rolled on the ground, letting out shrill cries.
Even though such demonic creatures could fight against Yuanying cultivators because they were natural mutants, they couldn't even take human form, and their bodies couldn't recover.
When Zhang Yan saw that, he narrowed his eyes and thought, "So he's from the Killing Sword lineage. This person's cultivation is at the second Yuanying layer, and he's even stronger than Daoist Xun during the sword battle back then. This Cai Deyan is quite capable, to be able to capture such a person and bring him into the flag."
Actually, this Shaoqing disciple wasn't captured by Cai Deyan himself, but given to him by his master when he passed away several hundred years ago.
He only knew that this person was from the Shaoqing lineage, but he didn't dare to ask about his background. Because he was afraid that the Shaoqing sect would come looking for him, he had never summoned him after refining him into the flag. However, now that it involved his life and death, he didn't dare to hide it anymore.
When he saw that the Daoist came out and immediately fought against Zhang Yan, he immediately calmed down. Then, he thought about it again. Even though this Daoist was powerful, his cultivation was much weaker than mine, after all. If I go over now, I might not be able to hold the fort alone, so I might as well help him from the back, and he might be able to delay for a long time.
Thus, he gave up on the idea of hiding and tossed the small goblet in his hand, chanting something. When the goblet reached the sky, it suddenly flipped, and the mouth of the goblet faced downwards. A ray of green light shone down, enveloping him within it. Only then did he feel at ease to watch the battle.
After that Daoist came out, his gaze did not leave Zhang Yan, and he only cared about driving the sword-light up and slashing it back and forth.
If the Killing Sword was cultivated to the extreme, there would be almost nothing that could block it. Even though this Daoist had not cultivated it to that level, Zhang Yan wasn't willing to test it with his Dharma treasure. Thus, he didn't attack it head-on, and instead dodged it calmly, thinking of a countermeasure in his heart.
If it was just him and this Daoist here, it wouldn't be difficult. As long as he activated the Heaven and Earth Lock Technique and got close, he would be able to slay the Daoist with one sword. However, with Cai Deyan protecting him by the side, this method wouldn't work, and he had to come up with another plan.
After dodging a few more times, he looked at the sword-light a few times. His heart moved, and he already had an idea.
He immediately activated the Minor Universal Movement Technique. In the blink of an eye, he was several miles away before he managed to stand still, and the sword-light was already chasing after him relentlessly.
Zhang Yan calmly raised his hand and pointed forward. Hundreds of Devil Slaying Lightning Bolts shot out from his fingertips, continuously bombarding the sword pellet.
The sword pellet broke through a few times, but it was always obstructed by a formless barrier. It had already reached its flying limit, and it had no more strength to advance forward.
That Daoist noticed this, and was about to use his escape technique to fly up. Zhang Yan smiled. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Instantly, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth enveloped it, fixing it on the spot, and his hands didn't stop. Thousands of lightning bolts bombarded it again.
He had personally gone to the Shaoqing Sect to ask for guidance on sword arts. He knew that the sword pellet needed to be nourished with a secret technique every day. However, that Shaoqing Sect disciple was trapped in the banner, so how could he do that? The sword pellet looked exceptionally sharp on the surface, but it was actually strong on the outside, but weak on the inside. As long as he used his magic power to wear it down, he would be able to break it.
As expected, not long after, a mournful wail came from the sword pellet. That Daoist seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, and immediately waved his hand, ordering it to turn around and fly back.
How could Zhang Yan allow it to escape? He shouted, and the place shone brightly. The lightning bolts suddenly increased by several times, and thousands of Devil Slaying Divine Lightning Bolts landed on the sword pellet. However, with a cracking sound, a crack appeared on the surface of the pellet, and it immediately lost its spirituality, falling from the sky.
Now that the sword pellet was gone, there was no need to worry about that Daoist.
Zhang Yan took a step and arrived ten thousand feet away. He casually summoned a bolt of Purple Clouds Divine Lightning, and struck it at that Daoist.
That Daoist lost his sword pellet, and his face was filled with confusion. Not only did he not release his protective treasure light, but he did not even try to dodge. He was struck by the lightning bolts, and he turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, a rumbling sound came from the place. Another ape demon was charging over.
Zhang Yan glanced to the side, and a golden light flew out from behind him. It circled around his neck, and the big ape's head was chopped off. The huge body swayed twice, and then it fell to the ground.
Cai Deyan panicked when he saw this. The two demon apes and the two cultivators from the mysterious sects were the four most tyrannical Devil Spirits on his banner. At this moment, they were all killed, and it was impossible for him to fight with his opponent. He could only try to find a place to hide.
However, this also paid attention to the steps. It was impossible to get rid of the opponent blindly, and he needed to make arrangements before he could retreat.
He waved the banner, and four people came down from it. They were all holding Divine Weapons, and they were dressed like Demon Generals. After they landed, they roared repeatedly, and their bodies were filled with killing intent as they charged forward.
Cai Deyan looked in front of him. When the four of them got close to Zhang Yan, he pinched a spell, and pointed at them. It was the Prison Drawing Technique again.
Zhang Yan immediately felt it, and he sneered secretly. At the moment when the supernatural power was about to land, he raised the mana in his body, and disappeared without a trace. When he appeared again, he was already a thousand feet away from Cai Deyan. He then used the sword ray to kill.
Although the Prison Drawing Technique could restrain the enemy, it had a flaw. If the caster's mana was not as strong as the opponent, the opponent would feel it when the spiritual vigor was activated. If the caster had the Art of Shifting, he just needed to escape in advance to avoid it.
He knew that this technique could be broken, and Just Now, he deliberately let Cai Deyan cast the technique, so that Cai Deyan would misjudge.
Cai Deyan was indeed tricked. Not only did his supernatural power fall into the air, but he also allowed Zhang Yan to enter the inner circle. Cai Deyan was shocked, and he could only use all his strength to summon his magic weapon to protect himself. Then, he pointed the Wanxiang Mirror at the sword ray, and it reflected dozens of spiritual rainbows.
Zhang Yan smiled, and with a wave of his sleeve, hundreds of lightning bolts burst out, and collided with the sword ray before it landed.
This thunder technique was not a magic weapon, but it could not be reflected by the mirror, and it immediately blew up the spiritual rainbows.
The sword-lights were no longer obstructed at this time. Under the activation of the mana, they suddenly sped up and landed on Cai Deyan's protective golden shield. After hundreds of slashes, the layer of golden light dimmed in a flash.
After another three to four breaths, the golden shield made a crisp sound, and it broke into pieces of spiritual light.
Cai Deyan was unwilling to be killed, and he took out another seven to eight protective magic weapons to block, hoping that the four demon spirits would rush back to rescue him.
But under the rain of lightning swords, he was only able to hold on for a few breaths of time. After the last protective magic treasure was destroyed, countless bolts of lightning descended in unison and instantly blasted him into pieces.
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… (To be continued …)
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