It was as green as the sea, almost drowning the world.
The old man with the tall hat might still be a distance away from becoming an immortal, but he still had the upper hand against Yang Jian, who had only cultivated for a few years.
Yang Jian was fully focused. The long sword in his hand trembled as if it would turn into a dragon and soar into the sky the next moment.
Liu Ya stared at the green light. If one looked closely at her eyes, they would see that her pupils had turned into a disk, and on the disk, there were six things faintly appearing.
She gently opened her mouth, and the disk in her eyes was about to turn into light and rush out!
With a sword hum, Yang Jian raised and waved his long sword. With two buzzing sounds, two crescent black lights condensed and slashed at the green light!
Ding!
The green light trembled, and the two crescent black lights were instantly shattered. When the two collided, a shock wave swept out in all directions.
The long sword in Yang Jian's hand sent a rebounding force, which forced him to take two steps back, leaving two footprints.
The green light exploded, and a broken sword spun and flew into the sky. The old man with the tall hat's face was as pale as paper. He felt that his Primordial Spirit, which was attached to the broken sword, had been shattered, and his Primordial Qi was greatly damaged!
"Damn it! That sword must be a treasure from the Sky Rift Valley! "
The old man with the tall hat hurriedly waved his hand and retrieved his broken sword. Just one sentence made the expressions of the surrounding old men change.
Even though they had been cultivating for a long time and had a strong Taoist Heart, at this moment, they all wanted to snatch the girl in Yang Jian's arms!
There really was a secret to becoming an immortal in this valley!
"Hahahaha! If that's the case! "
Before a tall and thin old man could finish his words, he suddenly saw a crescent black light soaring into the sky, with a sharp killing intent!
Yang Jian raised the magical long sword and waved it wildly!
He did not want to talk nonsense with these old men. Knowing that the long sword in his hand could activate Sword Qi on its own, he quickly swung it to kill these bastards!
"Humph! It's just the power of a divine weapon. What's there to be afraid of? "
The tall and thin old man did not dodge. Instead, he raised his hand and waved his palm. The golden palm condensed from Primordial Qi directly covered the three crescent black lights!
Puff! Puff!
Puff! The golden palm was directly shattered! The old man was horrified. He could not dodge in time, and the three black lights slashed on his body!
The next moment, blood spurted out, and his head was separated!
A cultivator who could be considered a real expert in this Vast Thousand World was destroyed by the black light!
Protective Dharma Treasures and Dharma Arts didn't have any effect at all!
Most of those who were able to live for over a thousand years in such a difficult cultivation environment weren't easy to deal with. Although the people in the sky were shocked, they immediately dodged and ran.
However, it was still too late. Five or six of them were killed by the black light, and their protective treasured light was completely useless!
As, the offensive and defensive as they as possible!
Yang Jian calmed down. Although he felt that his physical strength had been depleted by half after swinging his sword, he now had the means to fight against the enemy. He also had some right to speak.
"I'm not afraid." Liu Ya's voice was very calm. Yang Jian looked at her strangely. When he saw her big bright eyes, although he had doubts in his heart, he still did not probe further.
It seemed that a very strange emotion was interfering with his judgment.
Moreover, Yang Jian wanted to protect Liu Ya from the bottom of his heart. For some reason, this emotion was very strange.
It was not obvious in the private room of the restaurant, but as the two of them interacted for a long time today, this emotion became more and more uncontrollable …
Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat. While the Black Light Slash was suppressing the old men above his head, he untied Liu Ya and let her stand behind him.
In a moment, he had already thought of three or four countermeasures to deal with the enemy or escape.
"This sword is really extraordinary." Yang Jian's fingers brushed the blade of the sword. He could feel the coldness of the sword even with his Xuan Qi. He was slightly shocked.
When he was being chased, he already felt that there was something strange about today's matter, as if there was a big hand playing with him …
"Master?"
Yang Jian suddenly smiled bitterly. His master's honest face suddenly appeared in his mind. He felt that it was unlikely that his master was plotting something.
But then he thought of Liu Ya's master, the wretched old Taoist.
Looking at the sword in his hand, Yang Jian sighed in his heart. He knew that his master should be nearby. Seeing that he was in a critical situation, he gave him this long sword.
Apart from that, there was no other possibility!
He had made a fool out of his master.
Yang Jian sighed and said loudly, "Isn't it enough for you to tease me? What do you want from me, senior? Just say it! "
The old men in the air looked at each other. Was this man talking to them?
On the white cloud in the sky, the sloppy old Daoist priest pursed his lips and did not say anything. Perfected Yu Ding had a smile on his face that was like a spring breeze.
It was a good deal to arrange such an experience without affecting the relationship between master and disciple.
The group of old men on top of Yang Jian's head finally couldn't bear it. One of them said, "Although the sword is magical, it can't exert one ten-thousandth of its power in the hands of this man. If we can take it, it will be a great treasure!"
The greed in the eyes of this group of people became stronger!
"Take it?" Yang Jian's lips curled into a slight smile. "Just come. If you want to be destroyed here today, I can't stop you.
The middle-aged scholar said with a smile, "My young friend, you are too arrogant. The power of the Heavenly Weapon may be fierce for a while, but it can't guarantee that you can escape unscathed."
"Really?" Yang Jian looked up at the middle-aged scholar with his body straight.
He naturally knew in his heart that if these people really besieged him, even if he could kill one or two of them, it would not be good.
However, he did not want to surrender, and he did not want to beg for mercy.
"I only want to remind everyone," Yang Jian clenched his fist, there was a purplish-red light on the tip of his fist, and he smiled, "The girl behind me has a powerful master, don't provoke him. Look at the sword in my hand, don't you think of anything else? "
When they heard this, the old men's expressions changed.
"Don't be fooled by him!" The tall and thin old man shouted, "This sword flew from the Heaven Rift Valley to protect the girl! It also proves that this girl is the key to the Taoist Scripture! The spirit of the treasure! "
"That's right! Kill him! If we take the girl, we might be able to obtain a great fortune beyond the Taoist Scripture! "
"Today is the day of our Immortal Path!"
When Yang Jian heard this, he almost cursed. The old men in the sky pondered for a moment, then slowly approached …
Obviously, even if it was an illusory hope of becoming an Immortal, these people would fight with their lives on the line.
Since he could not fool them, he could only try his best to fight for that chance of survival.
Yang Jian sighed. He grabbed the longsword with his right hand and extended his left hand to the side.
Liu Ya stood on her tiptoes with a calm expression and hugged Yang Jian's palm. She whispered, "Big Brother, there seems to be something in the canyon calling me … It wants me to go over …"
Yang Jian's body trembled.
He lowered his head and looked at Liu Ya. Suddenly, he wanted to protect and take care of her.
Although the feeling was a little strange, Yang Jian could not suppress the urge in his heart …
Promise her not to make her sad.
"Alright, wait for me to kill a few old Daoists and send you inside."
"Why … kill people?"
"It's not that I want to kill them, it's that they want to kill me." Yang Jian's voice was very calm. He raised the divine sword and three sword techniques flashed across his mind.
It was the Heaven Leveling Sword that he did not turn into a fist technique.
He closed his eyes and breathed. The divine sword in his hand seemed to have a spirit and gradually merged with Yang Jian.
The Heaven Leveling Sword, the Heaven Leveling Sword!
"Wind, rise!"
Yang Jian shouted and waved the longsword in his hand. Rays of dark light soared into the sky, and various Dharma treasures and mystical abilities whistled down.
The world was filled with killing intent.
All kinds of divine splendor appeared in all directions, but in Liu Ya's eyes, they were just colorful decorations.
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