[The first thousand one hundred and fifty-two chapters reappear]
Moreover, the fiery red spear in his hand was also of extraordinary quality, a fifth-grade spiritual weapon.
“laugh!”
The long spear cut through the air, with a hot breath, like a red lightning, it came to Song Yan’s throat in less than a blink of an eye.
Just push it forward and it can pierce into his neck.
chirping! !
At this moment, a clear-eyed sword cry sounded.
“Ding!”
The last one came first, and the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear just collided.
“Dengdengdeng!”
Song Yan’s body was shaken, and he took three steps back before he could barely stabilize his body. However, after only one step back, Guard Shen swung his spear and smashed his head towards Song Yan.
Although this bodyguard Shen was also in the late stage of out-of-body, he was not even stronger than Luo Song, the suzerain of the Yin-Yang Sect. Therefore, Song Yan felt a little more solemn in his heart.
At the same time, at the moment they fought, a formation rose up on the fourth floor of Piao Xian Pavilion, isolating this floor from the upper and lower floors, lest their fighting spirit be affected to other floors.
Otherwise, with the strength of the two of them out of the body, they would have to demolish the Piao Xian Pavilion.
However, the Piaoxian Pavilion was also built very solidly. In the blink of an eye, Song Yan and the two had already fought more than ten moves, and a lot of energy hit the walls of the corridor, leaving only some marks on the walls.
At the same time, a man and a woman appeared on the fourth floor.
The man was in his early fifties, with a goatee and a black coat, giving him a shrewd look.
The woman is a young woman in palace dress, tall and full, with a good appearance, with a warm smile on the thin lips, and a majestic extravagance all over her body.
“Pavilion Master, why didn’t you stop them?” the goatee man asked.
The young woman in the palace dress chuckled: “Why do you want to stop it? Recently, the publicity of the Duke of Qi’s mansion has been too high, and Jiang Yu’s boy has become more and more arrogant, and he actually ran to my Piaoxian Pavilion to make trouble. Now that boy is helping us out, it’s not a problem. Let’s do it, if that young man becomes the best, if it doesn’t, we will set fire to the back and let the limelight of the Duke of Qi’s mansion flourish again, sometimes, too much limelight may not be a good thing.”
“The pavilion master is wise!” The goatee man hurriedly praised, and suddenly his expression froze slightly as he looked at the two in the fight and said, “This young man is not weak, with his mid-out-of-body cultivation level, he can actually fight against Shen Tianyang. So long.”
The young woman in the palace dress said lightly: “If the young man wins, that’s fine. We can take advantage of the situation to win him over and let him work for our Piaoxian Pavilion. If he loses, we can only blame him for his bad luck!”
While the two were talking, the battle between Song Yan and Shen Tianyang had reached a fever pitch.
Shen Tianyang’s long spear makes him superb, and his moves are even more ruthless. All his moves are aimed at the most important parts. However, Song Yan’s swordsmanship is not bad. It looks like an ordinary move, but it has a kind of great skill. Clumsy taste, always able to intercept the opponent’s moves.
Yes, it was cut, not head-to-head, because in terms of strength, Song Yan was slightly less than Shen Tianyang.
Seeing that Shen Tianyang couldn’t take down Song Yan for a long time, Jiang Yu on the side became impatient and said to Tong Qianjun next to him, “Come on too, quickly take down that kid!”
“Yes, little master!”
Tong Qianjun knew that his little grandfather was moody, and the thing he didn’t like the most was that others disobeyed his orders, so he nodded and took out a black rope.
This rope is called the Binding Dragon Rope. It is made by extracting the tendons of the demon dragon. It is a fifth-grade spiritual tool. Its biggest function is to bind.
When Tong Qianjun threw the dragon-binding rope forward, the dragon-binding rope turned into a black light and shot out, going straight to Song Yan.
The dragon-binding rope arrived in an instant, and Song Yan was about to be tied up, but his figure suddenly disappeared in place.
“Did you miss it?”
For a moment, Tong Qianjun was a little annoyed.
So he squeezed a hand gesture with both hands, and the speed of tying the dragon rope increased by a few points, and shot at Song Yan again.
“Good come!”
Song Yan held the sword in his right hand and jumped away the clusters of spear shadows, while his left hand used Tian Luo Palm to shoot them out.
The biggest effect of Tian Luo Zhang is to break the law.
Breaking the formation, breaking the Tao, and breaking the magic weapon.
Black and white flashed, and Tianluo Palm collided with the dragon-binding rope.
“Clap!”
As soon as the two made contact, the black brilliance on the dragon-binding rope was completely suppressed, and the speed also slowed down, allowing Song Yan’s palm to pat on it. He grabbed the dragon-binding rope, erased the spiritual imprint inside, and threw it into the storage spirit ring.
“Wow!”
The imprint in the magic weapon was erased, and Tong Qianjun, who was connected to his mind, was immediately affected and spit out a mouthful of blood.
“Damn boy, give me back the dragon rope!”
With an angry shout, Tong Qianjun rushed up holding a fourth-grade spirit sword, and it suddenly turned into two against one.
The young woman in palace costume not far away saw this scene, and couldn’t help showing a bit of a playful smile: “This young man is interesting, and he was able to take Tong Qianjun’s dragon-binding rope, by the way, Lao Zhou, you can see how he took it. Did you lose Tong Qianjun’s dragon-binding rope?”
The goatee man briefly recalled the scene just now, and said quite confidently: “Pavilion Master, if the old man is not mistaken, the palm technique that the young man used is an extremely powerful Dao technique, with the characteristics of breaking the law! ”
“Daoshu with the characteristics of breaking the law? It seems that the origin of this young man is not simple, and the Taoism with the breaking attribute is not owned by ordinary forces.” The young woman in the palace dress said thoughtfully.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of tricks passed.
The two late out-of-body joints joined forces, but they still couldn’t win the middle out-of-body, which made Shen Tianyang and Tong Qianjun feel dull, and even so embarrassed.
But Song Yan’s fights are getting smoother and smoother. His cultivation is improving too fast, and his control over himself is inevitably insufficient. Now, being oppressed by two people who are one level higher than him can be said to have stimulated his greatest potential. He has mastered more than 95% of his own strength.
If they can do dozens of tricks, they should be able to completely control their strength. At that time, they can also use the Heaven-shattering swordsmanship to kill them.
Annoyed and angry, the two of them attacked more and more fiercely, putting more and more pressure on Song Yan, which did not make him feel fear, but joy.
Finally, after another 30 moves, Song Yan felt that the whole body’s true essence suddenly penetrated, and it was inexplicably smooth.
He knew that the hidden danger of too fast cultivation had been eliminated, and he had been able to fully control the power of his body.
That being the case, then, the battle should be over!
Thorn God!
Without warning, a flash of light flashed, and then Shen Tianyang’s figure froze on the ground. Then, his body was divided into two, even the Nascent Soul inside him was no exception.
“What kind of swordsmanship is this, so terrifying!”
Seeing Shen Tianyang’s cracked body, the young woman in the palace dress flashed a trace of horror, and the man with the goatee also stared at Song Yan, who stood proudly holding a long sword.
As for the girl Shishi who had been following the battle, seeing that Song Yan actually killed Shen Tianyang with a sword, she couldn’t help covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes were full of shock.
