With his sleeves fluttering in the wind, the white-clothed old man stood with his hands behind his back. A pair of white eyebrows that were more than a foot long hung down from his temples. When the wind blew, they scattered in all directions, making him look like an immortal.
Under his feet was a pair of straw sandals that seemed to be newly woven, still suffused with a dark green color.
This person was the Grand Elder of the Cold Mountain School, Liu Yan.
In the next moment, Liu Yan's footsteps slightly moved. His entire body floated in the air, walking step by step towards Yang Xuan.
When he was three zhang away from Yang Xuan, he suddenly attacked. Using his fingers as a sword, his hands emitted a huge brilliance, thrusting towards Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed. His feet paused, and his entire body leaned to the side, dodging the sword light.
Swoosh!
As this beam of light flashed past, the surrounding space seemed to have been sliced apart, splitting into two.
In the next moment, the ground behind Yang Xuan suddenly had a huge fissure that was several zhang long, extending into the distance.
The elders and disciples of the Cold Mountain School, seeing that the situation was not right, all retreated.
Yang Xuan suddenly laughed. He came to the Cold Mountain School, not to negotiate, and never thought of peacefully resolving this matter. Since Liu Yan had already attacked, he would not be polite. He could only uproot the Cold Mountain School.
This matter had nothing to do with right or wrong, and there was no need to discuss whether it was Yang Xuan who killed first, or whether it was the people of the Cold Mountain School who provoked Yang Xuan first. In the end, it was still a matter of whose fist was bigger.
One could not blame Yang Xuan for being vicious and merciless, wanting to exterminate an entire sect at the slightest provocation.
If weeds were cut without removing the roots, they would grow again when the spring breeze blew. The Cold Mountain School was not an ordinary clan, and its experts were limited.
On the contrary, the Cold Mountain School had many experts. Today's grudge had already been formed. If it could not be resolved, and one of them escaped, it would be a huge disaster for the Yang clan.
Therefore, before Yang Xuan came here, he had already made a decision. If he did not make a move, it would be fine. Once he made a move, it must be swift and decisive, leaving no chickens or dogs alive.
Although he knew that there was an extremely high possibility that an old monster existed within the Frigid Mountain School, his journey this time was already like an arrow notched on a bowstring. He had no choice but to fire.
Liu Yan did not find it strange that Yang Xuan had dodged his attack. Between his fingers, another light burst out, piercing through the sky.
"Good, to be able to dodge my finger sword, you are worthy of this old man taking action." Liu Yan's long eyebrows fluttered as he used his finger as a sword. With a wave of his hand, another huge beam of light shot out from his fingertip, piercing towards Yang Xuan's face.
With a tap of his foot, Yang Xuan's entire body flew into the air. The sword light pierced through his feet and landed on the bluestone ground, creating a pitch-black hole.
"Brother Liu, I'll ask you one more time. Are you willing to resolve our grudges?" Yang Xuan asked in a clear voice.
"If you leave your life behind, our grudges will naturally be resolved!" Liu Yan's expression was cold and his voice was like ten thousand years of ice. As he spoke, he had already landed on the ground. His right leg, which was wearing straw sandals, drew a semicircle on the ground. His left hand pressed down while his right hand pointed. After a slight pause, an incomparably thick beam of light soared into the sky, shooting towards Yang Xuan.
"Drawing a Prison, Heaven Startling Sword!"
A clear shout came out of Liu Yan's mouth and suddenly exploded in the entire square. Following his voice, the sword light that soared into the sky became a bit larger, carrying an aura that could destroy everything as it rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Standing in the distance, Guo Jinhuan and the other people of the Frigid Mountain School revealed expressions of shock.
"Heaven Startling Finger Sword!" Someone exclaimed with a face full of excitement.
Heaven Startling Finger Sword was one of the supreme techniques of the Frigid Mountain School. It was also Liu Yan's famous consummate skill. Using the power of metal as a guide and the finger as a sword, it emitted a huge force. Not to mention landing on a person, even if it landed on a mountain, it could pierce a hole through it.
Liu Yan was usually in a state of seclusion in the Frigid Mountain School, so it was rare to see him use Heaven Startling Finger Sword. Even for the disciples of the Frigid Mountain School, it was rare to see him use it today.
Standing far away, Zhang Qi's eyes revealed a vicious look. He couldn't wait for Liu Yan's move to directly pierce a hole in Yang Xuan's body.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan knew that today was no longer a good day. His face revealed a cold expression.
Since it couldn't be good, then it would be evil.
I'll uproot your Frigid Mountain School, and our grudges will be resolved.
Liu Yan pointed his finger and sword light soared into the sky. His eyes revealed killing intent.
Gan Tingjun was his proudest disciple. At a young age, he was already a Double Flower Master. His future achievements were limitless, but who knew that he would fall in the hands of Yang Xuan.
Although his face didn't show much hatred, in his heart, he already hated Yang Xuan to the bone and vowed to grind his bones to dust.
"Die!" Liu Yan's mouth was already cold, but in the next moment, his face suddenly showed an incredulous expression.
His eyes were suddenly covered by countless lotuses, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. It seemed that even the originally bright sky was covered.
As for his sword-light, it was enveloped by countless layers of red lotuses. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.
"This is impossible." Liu Yan's pupils shrank. Since his debut, he had never seen such a strange martial skill.
"Nothing is impossible!" Yang Xuan's voice spread in all directions, shaking the hearts of the people of the Frigid Mountain School.
Guo Jinhuan's face revealed a look of disbelief. Until now, he believed that Yang Xuan was indeed a venerable level master.
When he thought of Yang Xuan's age, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
A thought emerged in his mind.
If this child is not eliminated, my Frigid Mountain School will never have a day of peace.
All the Frigid Mountain School disciples were shocked, but they didn't realize that the red lotuses that covered the sky had already unknowingly covered them.
Yang Xuan's eyes revealed a determined look.
It wasn't that he wanted to kill people, but that if he didn't kill people, they would kill him.
"If that's the case!" Yang Xuan opened his mouth and said without joy or sorrow, "All of you go to hell!"
With these words, the countless crimson lotuses spiraling around the plaza of the Cold Mountain Gate suddenly began to move. It was as if an extremely beautiful rain of lotuses had suddenly descended from the sky, covering the entire space, causing people to be dazzled and bewildered.
"So beautiful!" A Frigid Mountain School disciple stared blankly at the lotuses that filled the sky and muttered, as if he had fallen into an illusion.
Liu Yan seemed to have sensed something and shouted loudly, "Retreat!"
"Too late!" Yang Xuan said indifferently. The lotus rain fell, destroying the world.
Boom boom boom boom …
Countless loud explosions rang out in the square. Every lotus flower exploded with a loud bang, turning into endless crimson flames that seemed to burn the world.
Miserable screams sounded.
Countless Frigid Mountain School disciples were turned into ashes in the raging flames, not even leaving their bones behind. Even more disciples didn't even have time to scream before they turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Qi stared blankly as the Frigid Mountain School disciples around him turned into ashes one by one, and then stared blankly as a red lotus gently fell on top of his head and turned into flames that filled the sky.
"What kind of monster are you?" Zhang Qi's gaze finally fell on Yang Xuan, who was surrounded by red lotuses. Then, boundless darkness attacked and swallowed him up.
Guo Jinhuan's face was full of great fear. Seeing the elders and disciples of the Frigid Mountain School turn into ashes, the Xiantian power in his body surged out, doing his best to avoid the lotuses of death.
However, there were too many red lotuses. He could avoid one, but not another. In just a moment, he was buried in the sea of fire.
"How could this be?" He watched helplessly as his body was burned to ashes, and this was the last thought that appeared in his mind.
Liu Yan's eyes were on the verge of popping out of their sockets. In the face of Yang Xuan's rain of lotuses, he was unable to save the others even if he wanted to. Furthermore, there were already countless lotuses in front of him, forming an even larger lotus that flew towards him.
"What kind of martial skill is this?" Liu Yan roared and waved his arms. Two huge sword lights burst out from his fingertips and pierced towards the giant lotus.
The next moment, between heaven and earth, there seemed to be countless tiny sword lights that burst out together with the two sword lights.
"This is not a martial skill, this is a spell, a cultivator's spell!" Yang Xuan said. His voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, resounding through the universe and shaking the world.
Boom!
Before Yang Xuan finished speaking, a huge bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and cut through the sky, as if it was witnessing the birth of the Cultivation Path.
Liu Yan didn't hear what Yang Xuan said at all. His arms suddenly merged into one, and the two huge sword lights also merged into one. Countless tiny sword lights separated into the surroundings, forming a huge sword of light.
"Sword of Heaven and Earth!" Liu Yan roared. The next moment, his entire body seemed to have turned into a huge sword of light. With an aura that could destroy heaven and earth, he pierced towards the giant lotus and Yang Xuan.
Boom!
The sword of light and the lotus collided, and a deafening sound was heard.
At the moment when the sword of light and the lotus collided, the countless tiny sword lights behind the huge sword of light suddenly bypassed Yang Xuan's Scarlet Serpent's Fury and attacked Yang Xuan from both sides.
"Die!" Liu Yan roared, his eyes shooting out endless murderous intent.
Facing the countless tiny sword of light, Yang Xuan smiled.
This Liu Yan was indeed worthy of being Gan Tingjun's master. Even his moves were almost exactly the same. When Gan Tingjun fought with him that day, he had also transformed into countless tiny sword of light to sneak attack him.
"Ice Arrow!" Facing the overwhelming sword lights, Yang Xuan softly spat out three words.
Boom!
Before Yang Xuan's voice fell, countless flashing icicles suddenly appeared in the air. The next moment, the sealed space directly met the sword of light.
No sound was heard.
The icicles and the sword of light collided, but strangely, there was no sound and they dissipated into thin air.
Liu Yan's face was full of shock. Yang Xuan's methods were really a little too shocking. The flames that filled the sky and the icicles that covered the sky had all subverted his understanding of Martial Skills.
Liu Yan's sword lights had completely dissipated, but Yang Xuan still had a lot of Scarlet Lotus and icicles left. With a light wave of Yang Xuan's arm, they all flew towards Liu Yan.
Light appeared on Liu Yan's fingertips again. He flicked left and right, blocking and dispersing the icicles. He was extremely busy, and finally wiped out the remaining Scarlet Lotus and icicles.
Before he could catch his breath, Yang Xuan's voice had already sounded.
"Brother Liu, it's time to go!" Yang Xuan's voice was incomparably calm, as if he was facing a mere Houtian expert.
Just as the word "Lu" fell, a mountain peak suddenly appeared above Liu Yan's head. It was an incomparably huge mountain peak that weighed over ten million jin.
"What?" Liu Yan suddenly raised his head, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
At this moment, his face was filled with fear.
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