Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 157
"Clang"

A piercing metal crash resounded throughout the audience.

"puff"

Wen Song vomited blood and flew backwards, and Wen Song's long sword flew back with Wen Song.

At the critical moment, Wen Song made a move, and the golden flame sword in his hand pierced the sky and hit Xie Wenyuan's golden flow sword. Unsurprisingly, Wen Song was bounced away by the huge counterattack force transmitted from the golden flame sword.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

The sound of densely packed long swords being nailed to metal blades resounded throughout the audience, but it was the Huashan disciples behind Ning Qian who saw the senior brother's decline. The long-term sect training played a role at this moment, and more than a dozen disciples shot at the same time. The spiritual weapon drew out a piece of golden, yellow, and blue light, and they hit the Jinliu sword rushing towards Ning Qian one after another.

Accompanied by a tinkling sound, the golden sword that hit Ning Qian deviated from the direction, and a golden streamer was drawn. The golden sword was inserted into the fence of the martial arts platform not far from Ning Qian, and the sharp spiritual power was A large part of the railing made of white stone was broken, and a big hole was opened.

"pat, pat..."

Although the Huashan disciple's neat sword missed the Jinliu sword, the counter-shock force of the Jinliu sword also knocked them all into the air. A few disciples in white also flew out.

"Hmph, looking for a dead end."

Seeing that his golden flow sword was hit in the wrong direction, Xie Wenyuan's face was full of coldness, and seeing the Huashan disciples who were hit by the golden flow sword, Xie Wenyuan snorted coldly, his tone was full of anger As he said that, a group of small qi practitioners actually missed his spiritual weapon.

Xie Wenyuan stretched out his hand and made a move, and the golden flow sword stuck on the ground flew into the air, bringing up a piece of finely crushed stone powder, drawing a stream of light, and the golden flow sword floated above Xie Wenyuan's head again.

"Woooo..."

The golden flow sword suddenly lit up, piercing the sky, and the golden flow sword came straight towards Ning Qian.

"Go to hell, kid, let me see who can save you this time." Xie Wenyuan's face was full of ferocity, and he shouted with a distorted expression.

Accompanied by the whimpering sound of piercing through the air, the golden light on the Jinliu Great Sword enveloped the entire Martial Arts Stage, reflecting Xie Wenyuan's ferocious red face into a golden color, which also covered Ning Qian's white clothes.

"puff……"

Ning Qian's chest stagnated, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. The pressure from the Jinliu Great Sword was too strong, and it was far from something that Ning Qian, who was two realms behind, could resist.

Throwing away the green wood vine in his hand, Ning Qian stared at the unrivaled pressure and sat down cross-legged. He took a last look at the golden flow sword floating in the sky, and Ning Qian slowly closed his eyes.

"Zizi..."

The sound of divine consciousness piercing the air suddenly sounded beside Ning Qian. In Ning Qian's perception of spiritual consciousness, a fusiform cocoon formed by spiritual consciousness wrapped Ning Qian and took shape...

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Dongmu Mountain halfway up
Jiang Yan glanced at a man in gray who was fighting fiercely with Zisu, with a faint smile on his face, and said to the masked cultivator in front of him, "Ximenshou, when did your Xixia sect learn to hide your head and show your tail? People from the dignified fourth-rank sect don't dare to show their faces to others."

The masked cultivator wiped off the masked black veil on his face, revealing his true face. It was Ximen Shang who was wounded and fled after Tianshan Lu Tiannan attacked Huashan.

Ximenshang stretched out his hand, and the gray-clothed man who was fighting fiercely with Zisu retreated instantly, dodging Zisu's attack, and got behind Ximenshang.

Zisu glanced at Ximen Shang and the cultivator behind him, got Tang Wan's signal, and retreated behind Jiang Yan.

"Sect Leader Jiang, this is Junior Brother Ximen Luo, whose cultivation base was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Please don't blame Mr. Jiang for the offense just now." Ximen Shang said to Jiang Yan politely.

Jiang Yan waved his hand to stop Ximen Shang from continuing to be courteous, the smile on his face faded, and he said in a calm voice, "Brother Ximen, there are two late-stage Foundation Establishment beings left here, presumably to stop Jiang gone?"

A warm smile appeared on Ximen Shang's face, and his eyes flashed with a sly look as he said, "Master Jiang's guess is right, Ximen was indeed invited by someone today, and at this level, Master Jiang and Tang Wan are left behind. But, judging from injuries, if you hurt the two brothers, not to mention Sect Leader Jiang, it might be difficult for Tang Wan to stay."

"Wang Wang..."

In Yunying's arms that Jiang Yan was holding, at some point, there was a roaring dog, and the roaring dog heard Ximen Shang's arrogant words before, baring her teeth and barking at Ximen Shang a few times.

Ximen Luo took a step forward and whispered next to Ximen Shang's ear, "The second-grade spirit beast roars the sky dog."

Ximen Shang stared at Jiang Yan and the others with a look of pride in his eyes. A look of pride appeared on Jun's face and he whispered to the junior brother behind him, "A few old immortal guys, if they didn't listen, I am afraid that my Xixia Sect will get into big trouble this time."

Ximen Shang clasped his hands together as a salute, and said politely to Jiang Yan, "Master Jiang, the contemptuous faction has no intention of embarrassing the noble sect, but receiving favors from others and being loyal to others have slightly hindered the pace of Master Jiang. Since it is impossible to achieve this goal now, head Jiang please."

Ximen Shang was straightforward, seeing the gap between himself and Jiang Yan, he gave up hostility with Jiang Yan without hesitation, immediately raised his hands in surrender, and let Jiang Yan and his party go.

Jiang Yan glanced at Ximen Shang unexpectedly, and couldn't figure out why Ximen Shang was so easy to talk, and let him go so easily, "Brother Ximen, I, Huashan, killed you as a disciple of the Xixia Sect, and you let Jiang go so easily ?”

A cunning look appeared on Ximen Shangjun's face, and he simply sat down on the stone steps beside him, and said in a voice full of complacency, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and my junior brother and I are not your opponents, so naturally we will let you go." You went over, as for Sect Leader Jiang killing my disciple of the Xixia Sect, if Sect Leader Jiang can survive today, it will naturally no longer be a matter."

"It's no longer a matter?" Jiang Yan frowned and glanced at Ximen Shang sitting on the steps, his expression became more suspicious. Suddenly, Jiang Yan's eyes turned a few times, and he asked with a pun, "Brother Ximen, what about your Sect Huashan as my enemy..."

"After today, if the head of Jiang is not dead, you and I may still be allies." Ximen Shang interrupted Jiang Yan's speech, speaking in a calm voice.

Jiang Yan glanced over the nervous Simonro, waved his hand, turned around, and walked up the mountain.Tang Wan Zisu also followed closely behind Jiang Yan, passed the Ximen Brothers, and rushed towards the mountain.

"I hope Jiang Yan you don't let me down." Ximen Shang watched Jiang Yan and his party walk away, looked at Jiang Yan's back, Ximen Shang said with a trace of determination on his warm face.

"Senior Brother, we let them go, how can we explain to Elder Ximen later?" Ximenluo asked with a little anxiety on his black face, looking past Ximen's injured shoulder, looking at the Huashan people who disappeared in the distance.

"Explain?"

Ximen Shang sneered, and said with a very firm tone, "Didn't you feel just now, the strength of Jiang Yan and the woman behind him is probably far above us, and the rest of them are not you. What I can stop is that it is better for us two brothers to see each other lose when we fight with others, Simon Na said that the old guy wants our brothers to be pawns, but he has no way."

Simon Luo's black face became even darker, and he asked in disbelief, "Brother, old man Nayan is at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, not much worse than the Suzerain, how could he lose to a A little-known sect."

Ximen Shangjun's face suddenly turned cold, and he said to Ximen Luo with a chill in his tone, "Junior brother, please remember that there is nothing possible or impossible in this world. If you break the sect, everything is possible."

"Let's catch up and see, senior brother?" After being reprimanded by Ximen Shang, Ximen Luo was eager to follow up and watched the battle between the people of Huashan and that old guy Ximen Nayan. There is something extraordinary about the door.

……

"Bao Leng..."

A golden long sword was stuck on the ground not far from Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan squinted his eyes, looked at the old man in Tsing Yi standing on a small hill on the side of the mountain road and the men in Tsing Clothes beside him, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.Those who can make Jiang Yan's heart chill are all monks whose realm is higher than Jiang Yan's. When he faced Lu Xiya in Tianshan, when he met the brown bear king in the elixir valley...

Staring at the old man in Tsing Yi who turned slowly, the transparent information interface slowly appeared in front of Jiang Yan.

Name: Simon Nayan
School: Xixia sect
Position: Seventh Generation Disciple

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Dzogchen
Weapon: Golden Goose Five Elements Sword
Magic Jue: Golden Flame Jue (lower rank of the third rank), Imperial Sword Art (upper rank of the first rank), Fengxing Jue, Condensing Fire Jue (first rank), Exploration Technique, Golden Flow Sword Qi (lower rank of the second rank)

Merit points: -0.14
Root bone: 58
Attribute: soil

Jiang Yan frowned. That day at the foot of Mount Hua, his junior sister shot and killed the young man in brocade who was with Ximen Shang. Later, Jiang Yan found out from the disciples of the Jinyan Sect that the young man in brocade belonged to an elder from an outer sect of the fourth-rank sect. Grandson, combined with the old man's surname, I think this Ximen Nayan should be the elder of the outer sect.

"You guys are finally here." The old man in green clothes mixed hatred and cold words from the mountain stone.

"Since Yao'er's body was sent back to Xixia Mountain, the old man has been thinking about pulling out the skin and bones of that little girl all the time to avenge my Yao'er. You, Huashan sect, avenged my Yaoer, the Heavenly South Sword Sect actually issued a sword order that forbids the fourth-rank sect to enter the Dongmu District. This old man lives in this kind of misery every day. You kill me! lost my youngest son."

Ximen Nayan's sickly voice spread coldly throughout the audience, and the sharp voice made Jiang Yan's body covered with goose bumps.

Yunying raised her small face bitterly, and frowned at her senior brother, but Yunying was frightened by the white-haired old man's remark like a night owl.

Jiang Yan turned around and handed the cloud shadow to Tang Wan, and there must be a fierce battle. Although the monk Kong Se once said that the second-grade talisman master has the strength to instantly kill all foundation builders, but facing the powerful and mournful Ximen Nayan , Jiang Yan is afraid that he will be entangled here for a while.

Ximen Nayan raised his black face to the sky, roared loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the entire Dongmu Mountain.

In front of the Sword Qi Hall, Xie Wenyuan on the Martial Arts Stage heard the screams like howling ghosts and wolves, and couldn't help laughing complacently. That old man Ximen finally made a move.

(End of this chapter)