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Chapter 53

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The Sword Dance Quells the Will of Heaven and Earth.

Yang Jian's Eight Nine Mysteries had broken through the shackles set by heaven and earth from the first level and embarked on an extraordinary path.

But after all, his realm was too low at the moment. It was only the second level.

He had only grasped the surface of the magic of the Eight Nine Mysteries!

If he had mastered the third level of the Eight Nine Mysteries, how could he be trapped in front of the Sky Rift Valley?

Apart from waving the sword and activating the Sword Qi, there was not much he could do to these old Taoists … He had a plan to change the world, but because of the shackles of his shallow cultivation, he could not use it at all.

After the Three Strokes of Heaven Quelling Sword, more than a dozen old Taoists were beheaded. But Yang Jian was also bombarded by more than a dozen magic treasures and supernatural powers. His blood and Qi were boiling, and his whole body was in pain.

His clothes were tattered, and sweat was everywhere. There was even a bloodstain on his left shoulder.

Liu Ya beside him had no scars on her body. She just held Yang Jian's big hand tightly. Her big eyes were staring at Yang Jian without moving.

She seemed to be observing and feeling something …

Yang Jian continued waving the sword, but his movements were getting slower and slower.

"He can't activate the Sword Qi anymore!"

"Fellow Daoists, why show mercy? If we don't get rid of this man, we will never have a peaceful day in the future! "

"Kill him!"

Roars echoed in the air. The elegant scholars looked ferocious, and the carefree old Taoists gritted their teeth.

Seeing that Yang Jian's speed of waving the sword was gradually slowing down, they were all more murderous!

The magic treasures and supernatural powers of this group of people were cleverly controlled on Yang Jian. No one wanted to hurt Liu Ya.

No one dared to hurt Liu Ya.

Yang Jian deliberately said that Liu Ya had a powerful figure behind her. He wanted these people to be more afraid, so that he did not have to be too distracted to protect Liu Ya.

Unfortunately, even so, after he waved more than a hundred dark light half-moon slashes and killed more than a dozen old Taoists, his strength was rapidly exhausted!

This wave of attacks made him almost unable to hold the sword.

"Liu Ya! Stay away! "

Yang Jian swung his left hand and threw Liu Ya behind him. Then he leaned on the long sword and looked up at the sky!

"Big brother …"

Liu Ya cried out involuntarily. Her eyes finally moved from Yang Jian to the air.

Boom!

The light of dozens of magic treasures and divine abilities engulfed Yang Jian!

High up in the sky, on that white cloud.

Fu Dongliu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The Young Princess's face turned pale and she bit her lips so hard that they almost bled!

Even Yu Ding had stood up at this moment. His expression was a little dark.

"Are you still not going to save him?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.

"He still has strength to spare. Wait."

Yuding said with a low voice. His Soul Consciousness had locked onto the area in front of the Heaven Rift Valley. Every flower, every grass, every ant, and even the movement of Yang Jian's clothes were all under his control!

If he could let his disciple experience life and death in front of him, not only would it not harm his life, but it would also allow him to gain enlightenment in the face of life and death. This was the scene that a master wanted to see the most.

He could not stay by Yang Jian's side forever. Before the Cultivation Tribulation, he had to let Yang Jian grow up quickly!

Unconsciously, a wave of pressure appeared around Yuding, which made the eyes of the old Taoist flicker slightly.

In fact, the old Taoist was also nervous. But because he did not attack Liu Ya, and he was somewhat confident in his own strength, he could still sit there leisurely at this time.

On the ground, the ground of the Heaven Rift Valley was blown up into a semicircular hole.

When the wind and waves calmed down, the old Taoists in the air opened their eyes wide and looked at the edge of the semicircular hole in disbelief!

There …

That young man!

Leaning on the long sword with one hand, he knelt there on one knee. Although he was dripping with blood and his skin was scorched, he still did not fall.

"Bah!" Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of extravasated blood and looked up at the sky.

"You people forced me to do this!"

Since the situation was already like this, how could he ask his master to help him?

Or perhaps, his master was not around at all! Everything was just as these people said. Liu Ya was the key to some Taoist scripture!

But, what's the harm?

Yang Jian did not care why he had the idea of protecting Liu Ya in his heart. He just followed his heart!

"Big brother!"

Liu Ya rushed to Yang Jian's side and hugged Yang Jian's arm. Her big eyes were filled with tears, "If they want Liu Ya, you can give Liu Ya to them!"

"Ha," Yang Jian's voice was weak and hoarse. He squeezed out an ugly smile on his blood-stained face, "I owe you in my previous life."

He made up his mind. There was only one way to go!

"The Great Way is alone. I will walk alone!"

Boom!

A vast aura rippled out from Yang Jian's bones!

Yang Jian's last way was to break through!

Break through the second level and directly cultivate the third level of the Eight Nine Mysteries! Produce Xuanqi and rebuild the body!

Changing blood five times, he already had the foundation of the third level of cultivation!

Although the effect of Yang Jian's first breakthrough would be offset, how could Yang Jian make himself yield? How could he be willing to yield?

He knew that as long as he called his master, Yuding Zhenren was very likely to appear directly.

But what about next time?

What about the next time?

Master could not protect him forever!

If he only cultivated under the shadow of his master, there was no need to talk about walking alone!

"Open!"

Yang Jian raised his head and roared. The aura around him rose rapidly!

In the air, the group of cultivators was stunned at first. Then, someone shouted, "Oh no! He wants to break through by force! "

"Attack! If he really breaks through, it will be terrible! "

"Don't hurt that girl!"

Shouts were heard, and rays of divine light swayed. Some people even attacked with all their strength, using half of their supernatural power!

Yang Jian sneered. Although he could not move his body at the edge of breaking through, it was impossible for these people to kill him!

Although it was easy for him to go crazy when breaking through under the interference of the outside world, it was also a hidden danger from his own state of mind.

The strength of his body was right there. He could definitely survive this wave!

Therefore, he did not need to worry about himself. He just needed to focus on breaking through!

After making up his mind, Yang Jian was about to close his eyes and circulate the third level of the cultivation technique. However, a small figure suddenly appeared in his sight …

It was Liu Ya!

She actually opened her small arms and blocked in front of Yang Jian, facing the dozens of rays of light!

Yang Jian only felt a boom in his mind, and it was blank and empty!

"No …"

Buzz —

A faint yellow light suddenly rippled from Liu Ya's small body!

Yang Jian's shout was only halfway through when the world around him suddenly came to a standstill!

However, Yang Jian's mind was still thinking. He clearly saw that when the light in the sky and the earth stopped, an ancient stone plate appeared under Liu Ya's feet.

The stone plate slowly rotated. There were six areas on it, and Yang Jian could see them all:

On the white clouds, there was an immortal crane in a pavilion.

There was a mountain of corpses and starving people everywhere.

There was a large city by the river where the five grains were farmed.

There were cows, sheep, wolves, birds, insects, and fish.

There was a sea of blood and killing battles.

There was a muddy river, and the flowers on the other side were blooming!

These six areas slowly rotated with the stone plate, and Liu Ya stood in the center of the stone plate!

Yang Jian was in a daze, as if he saw a woman in a white veil, with her black hair fluttering in the wind, opening her arms in front of him …

She seemed to turn her head to look, but Yang Jian couldn't see her face. He could only see the gentle smile on her lips.

"I found you …"

For some reason, Yang Jian felt a little relieved. For some reason, he said "I see" in his heart. His mind relaxed and he directly fainted.

He finally knew why he felt that he owed Liu Ya and always wanted to protect her from being bullied …

Not to mention himself, all the living beings in the world owed her.

Buzz —

The faint yellow light swept back, and endless black gas suddenly surged out of the Sky Rift Valley.

However, the figures of Yang Jian and Liu Ya disappeared strangely …

Swish! Swish!

Two figures, one in front and one behind, appeared in the area where Yang Jian was originally kneeling. When the two figures stood still, the "slow" light around them returned to normal and blasted towards the two of them.

It was not that the surrounding old Daoists were too weak, and the magic treasures and supernatural powers that were thrown out were too slow.

It was just that the change happened too quickly.

Whether it was the appearance of the stone plate that took away Yang Jian and Liu Ya, the endless black gas that surged out of the Sky Rift Valley, or the appearance of the two figures, it all happened in a flash.

"All of you, get lost!"

The sloppy old Daoist roared angrily. He casually shook his sleeves, and the divine light that filled the sky was shattered. Together with the magic treasures and supernatural powers, the nearly 100 cultivators that besieged Yang Jian were also shattered.

The old Daoist stomped his feet and kept looking around. "What happened? Where did Liu Ya go? Where did they go? Ah! "

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a pair of cold eyes that were trying hard to suppress his anger.

Yuding Zhenren took half a step forward, and the magnificent aura around him almost overturned the entire world!

Yuding gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, you're really good at scheming!"

"Yuding, don't be so agitated! I'm really not scheming this! " The old Daoist hurriedly explained. Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, "I've always treated my precious disciple like a treasure! I've been with her every day, but I never realized that there was such a shocking aura hidden in her! I dare to make a heavenly oath! "

Yuding took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. He interrogated, "Where did you get this disciple from?"

"When I was traveling around, I found a jade coffin at the edge of the world. There was a crying sound in the jade coffin, so I followed the sound …"

"Jade coffin? What kind of jade coffin is it? "

Yuding immediately sat cross-legged. Yuding appeared on his chest, and his fingers quickly calculated.

"It's just an ordinary jade coffin made by an immortal! There was a female immortal in it who passed away because of serious injuries. The female immortal was originally pregnant, and the last wisp of her Celestial Core Power was given to the child in her belly. I personally took out the child, and that was Liuya … "

The old Daoist also began to keep pacing, and kept recalling the aura.

He had lived longer than Yuding. The aura was a little familiar to him, but he couldn't tell why.

"It's her!"

Yuding Zhenren suddenly let out a soft cry, and the result of the calculation was obtained.

The fierce aura around Yuding Zhenren all turned back, and his expression was a little strange. He sat there in silence.

The old Daoist hurriedly asked, "Who?"

Yuding shook his head, pointed to the sky, and then shook his head again.

Even in this world, it was still unspeakable, unheard, and unheard.

However, it was really a little ironic …

Yuding sighed, looked at the old Daoist, and just said one sentence, "Senior, you used to be one of the Ten Demon Saints, and you are the only one among the Ten Demon Saints who has survived the catastrophe. Do you really not know that aura?"

The old Daoist lowered his head and thought about it. Then his expression changed several times, and he stepped back a few steps. Like a mortal, he fell into the deep semicircular pit.

"It's her? Is it really her? Hahaha … The disciple I have raised for seven years and regarded as a treasure is actually her incarnation! No wonder, no wonder she needs luck to grow, hahaha … "

The old Daoist sighed to the sky, laughed bitterly, and lay in the pit without moving.

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