[The first thousand one hundred and forty-three chapters]
Song Yan retracted his hand from Xiao Fangfang’s neck and said with a smile, “My name is Song Yan, I have no family or sect, and I came to the Yin-Yang Sect just to save people.”
Although Song Yan had let go of Xiao Fangfang’s control, she did not dare to act rashly. Instead, she looked at Song Yan pitifully with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
“Forget it, step aside!”
Song Yan felt the message in her eyes and waved his hand.
“Thank you!”
Xiao Fangfang said in a low voice, and floated away, because she knew that if she didn’t fall, she would most likely suffer the disaster of pond fish once the battle developed.
“It turned out to be Little Brother Song!”
Hearing that Song Yan had no family or sect, Luo Song smiled a little more on his face: “Although you forced your way into my Yin-Yang Sect, fortunately no casualties were caused. As long as the little brother swears by the heavenly tribulation, he will join my Yin-Yang Sect. And never betray my Yin-Yang Sect, the previous things can be written off.”
It would be a pity to kill such a young out-of-body master. It would be better to recruit the Yin-Yang Sect, but it would increase the strength of the Yin-Yang Sect by a few points. Besides, when the opponent enters the Yin-Yang Sect, how to concoct him is not up to the Sect Master.
“Sorry, I have no idea of joining any sect for the time being.” Song Yan refused.
“Little brother might as well think about it!”
Luo Song’s tone sank, with a faint threat.
“It’s the same after thinking about it!” Song Yan shook his head with a very determined expression.
“Really don’t think about it anymore?”
Suddenly, Luo Song took a step out of midair, and all the momentum in the late stage of exiting body was released and pressed towards Song Yan. For a moment, the air around Song Yan became sticky, and Lin Wan’er, who had a low cultivation base, couldn’t help showing pain. color.
“Humph!”
Song Yan let out a cold snort, and the thick air suddenly returned to normal.
“Okay, it seems that the little brother is planning to make a toast instead of taking a penalty drink, so don’t blame this sect for being rude!” Luo Song’s eyes turned cold, and he slapped Song Yan with a distant palm.
“boom!”
The air was oppressed and squeezed, and the sky turned dark, and then a large rotating black palm descended from the sky with unparalleled pressure. Only the rumbling sound was that the house under Song Yan’s feet could not bear the pressure and collapsed. Lin Yun and the others fled in panic.
On the other hand, Song Yan was holding Lin Wan’er and stood in the void. Suddenly, he raised his head, and a sharp sword light flashed in his eyes.
“Good come!”
Suddenly, there was a long sword in his hand.
Then, everyone’s eyes flashed, Song Yan hugged Lin Wan’er and rose into the sky, the long sword in his hand slid like lightning.
“Puff puff!”
Under the long sword, the big black palm was cut like a piece of dried tofu, and finally disappeared.
Song Yan smiled with satisfaction, this “Breaking the Heaven Sword Art” is worthy of being an immortal sword art, and it can break through the attack in the later stage of out of body so easily.
Among the many attack methods, the one Song Yan is most familiar with and comprehends the most is swordsmanship.
And there are many powerful swordsmanships in the temple’s Buddhist scriptures pavilion.
Therefore, he has transformed his swordsmanship into “Swordsmanship of the Heaven-shattering”. However, his swordsmanship has just been completed, and he has not met a suitable opponent, so he has never had the opportunity to use it.
Now, with the suzerain of the Yin-Yang Sect, you can try the power of this fairy sword technique.
“Sure enough, it’s no wonder that he dared to refuse the invitation of this sect!” Luo Song narrowed his eyes, and there was a look of greed in his eyes. From his knowledge, he could naturally see that the swordsmanship used by the other party was very clever, even better than him. Most of the Taoist arts of the Yin-Yang Sect are much more sophisticated.
“Without three-thirds, how dare you go to Liangshan!” Song Yan said with a smile, holding a sword.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Fangfang was a little dazzled. The little Langjun that I liked was really extraordinary, but it was a pity that he would die in the hands of the sect master. Although Song Yan defeated Luo Song’s attack, she did not think he It will be Luo Song’s opponent. After all, Luo Song has been in the late stage of leaving the body for a hundred years, and all kinds of Taoism are quite refined.
Even if the two deputy sect masters joined forces, they would not be his thirty-trick enemy.
For a while, she felt a little more regret in her heart.
Luo Song frowned, obviously didn’t understand Song Yan’s words, but after guessing the general meaning, his expression turned gloomy again: “If that’s the case, then I will try your skills again!”
Big yin and yang palm! ! !
As soon as the words fell, Luo Song walked in the air, and shot his palms in succession. With each palm shot, a huge black palm print appeared in the void. When nine palm prints appeared, they suddenly merged into one, forming an acre. The size of the black giant palm.
Song Yan’s expression froze, and he felt a heavy pressure. Moreover, the pressure was still increasing rapidly. Even if he could bear it, Lin Wan’er absolutely couldn’t bear it, so he couldn’t wait any longer.
“The first form of the Heaven-shattering swordsmanship – Wutian!”
While drinking lightly, Song Yan hugged Lin Wan’er and rushed out again. The long sword in his hand stabbed out in a certain mysterious trajectory. Heaven-shattering swordsmanship was the technique of immortal swords. At the time of door swordsmanship, Potian’s cultivation had already reached the level of Immortal Emperor.
Therefore, even if this swordsmanship is thrown into the fairyland, it will be robbed.
Puff puff!
Every time the sword was pierced, a tiny sword qi slammed into the huge palm print, and after a thousand swords, the huge palm print actually burst open.
At the same time, after breaking the palm print, Song Yan did not stop, but charged towards Luo Song with his sword in hand. The ordinary long sword in his hand, which was not even a magic weapon, exuded an incomparably sharp aura. In front of it is a fairy shield, which can also be pierced.
And Luo Song also sensed the incomparably sharp sword intent, and subconsciously gave birth to a chilling feeling, and his body shape followed the original intent and flew back.
The second form of the Heaven-shattering Swordsmanship – Thorn God!
quick! Fast to the extreme, beyond time and space!
“puff!”
After a soft sound, Luo Song’s body froze in the void, and the next moment, his body suddenly split into two halves, and even the Nascent Soul in his body did not escape the fate of being cut in half.
quiet! Incredibly quiet!
The next moment, a wave of fear rose from the hearts of everyone present in the Yin-Yang Sect, and instantly spread all over the body.
And Song Yan was also a little surprised by the power of this sword technique. With his cultivation, he could only barely perform the stabbing god, which was almost 108,000 miles away from the peak power of this move. To be stabbed to death, it can only be said that this swordsmanship is too heaven-defying.
There are eleven types of swordsmanship, and Song Yan can only perform the first three types: Wutian, stabbing the gods, and destroying the immortals. This is the effect that he has used the acceleration function of the temple to practice tens of thousands of times.
Since the stabbing god can kill the late stage out of the body, is it possible to kill the early stage of distraction?
However, although Heaven-shattering Swordsmanship is powerful, the consumption is extremely serious. The trick of light stabbing God consumes one-fifth of his true essence.
The next moment, Song Yan’s eyes fell on the other two vice sect masters.
“Young master, spare your life!”
The two of them trembled and suddenly fell to their knees. The two of them together were not the enemy of Luo Song’s 30 moves, but Luo Song was killed by the young man in front of him with a sword. Then this young man wanted to kill them, it was really hard. It’s too simple.
As for Xiao Fangfang, the head dean, Lei Tian, and others saw the two deputy sect masters kneel, and they also knelt down one by one, begging for their lives.
Lin Yun, who saw this scene, fainted directly because of the excessive psychological fluctuations.
