Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 159
"Zizi..."

Around Jiang Yan's body, invisible divine sense pierced the air, making a dense sound of piercing through the air.

The towering tree grown from the green wood vine is still intact, except for the large and small green tree with pits on the surface, the big tree is still intact.On the cyan trunk, there is a sense of greenness winding and flowing, as warm as jade.

Behind Ximen Nayan, the two disciples of Xixia Sect in Tsing Yi have already fallen. Although the two of them are also the strength of the early stage of foundation establishment, but facing the Qixing Lianzhu of the third rank, the two of them can only watch helplessly. The spirit armor defends, and hates the green wood arrow.

The mountain wind blew, and Ximen Nayan's white hair was blown up, and the green clothes also began to flutter with the wind, covering the long sword of Ximen Nayan, who was holding the sword and panting heavily.

Jiang Yan stood quietly with his hands behind his back, in front of him was a big blue tree made of green wood and vines, and behind him stood a smiling, graceful perilla.

"Ximen Nayan, if you have any last words, I can convey them on your behalf. If it is a relic, forget it. Those are my trophies." Jiang Yan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, said calmly.

"you……"

Ximen Nayan stretched out his hand suddenly, his beard and hair all stretched out, and pointed at Jiang Yan angrily. Seeing his expression, he wished to tear Jiang Yan's body to pieces.

"The winner is the prince, the loser is Kou, Simon Nayan, since you came to kill Jiang, don't you understand that the murderer will always be killed." Zisu said in a cold tone, word by word.

"puff……"

Ximen Nayan spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt down on the ground, his eyes were full of hatred, he gritted his teeth, and said with a ferocious expression, "Jiang Yan, you're lucky, you're a kid! First-grade talisman master, if you are not a first-grade talisman master, how could this old man lose, how could he lose..."

Ximen Nayan raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, the tone spread far from the mountainside, and echoed in Dongmu Mountain, startling a group of birds and beasts in the forest.

"I'm not willing to give in!" Ximen Nayan lowered his head suddenly, his eyes flashed with a dark light, and he stared at Jiang Yan closely.

Jiang Yan waved his hand suddenly, signaling Zisu to back away. In Jiang Yan's spiritual perception, the spiritual energy around Ximen Nayan suddenly fluctuated violently. The spiritual energy seemed to be drawn, and it rushed towards Ximen Nayan who was kneeling on the knees like crazy.

"Whoosh..."

Because the aura surged too fast, it drove the air to rush and stop, and the unique whistling sound of air when the cold wind blows sounded in the air.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The leaves on the big greenwood vine tree were drawn by the madly surging aura, and the leaves that were motionless even under the howling mountain wind made a rustling sound of leaves blowing.

"Plop, plop..."

The corners of Jiang Yan's clothes fluttered, and because the aura in the air surged too fast, Jiang Yan's clothes corners were also blown up. The fluttering of the corners of the clothes was too fast, making a dense sound of clothes corners shaking the air.

"Stinky boy, don't think about it when the old man is dead, ah ha ha ha..."

In the midst of the wind and sand blowing around him, Ximen Nayan stood up stubbornly, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, staining the white beard fluttering red under his chin, his white hair fluttering, and the majestic Ximen Nayan shouted He walked over to Jiang Yan.

"Next year today, it will be the old man's sacrifice. Jiang Yan, you can't escape."

The surge of spiritual power finally stopped, and the muscles on Ximen Nayan's face were completely twisted, the blood at the corner of his mouth, the vicious eyes, the old face with all wrinkles gone, the golden forehead...

The corners of Jiang Yan's eyes twitched, it seemed that the old man Ximen Nayan was about to make a ruthless move, and he did not hesitate to die with himself.

The palm of his hand was slowly pressed on the big green wood vine tree, and the wood-colored spiritual power instantly penetrated into the green wood trunk, and went straight to the top of the trunk along the green wood trunk...

"Boom..."

A puddle of blood exploded on Ximen Nayan's body without warning...

"Jiang Yan boy, die!" Amidst the blood that soared into the sky, Ximen Nayan's face was glowing sickly red, and he laughed ferociously.

"Boom..."

The mighty golden spiritual power suddenly took shape, and a golden cloud mixed with blood red suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The golden red cloud exploded suddenly, and the golden spiritual power mixed with flesh and blood made a violent sound of breaking through the air, and suddenly scattered in all directions. come on...

……

"Damn, this old guy was forced to blow himself up!" An angry curse came down from the cliff on the side of the mountain road. On the high cliff, a middle-aged bearded man in fiery red clothes was full of surprise on his black face. called out.

Behind the bearded man, the young man in red closed the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", tapped his arm with the folded fan, and said in a tone full of surprise, "How could you With this move, the head of Mount Hua is probably not just a first-grade talisman master."

The bearded man's black face was startled suddenly, and he asked in disbelief, "Isn't he a first-grade talisman master, is he still a second-grade talisman master! Impossible, impossible, when will our Tianyue Realm be able to cultivate It's impossible to be a second-rank talisman master, and that old guy from Tiannan Sword Sect Li Ruohan is only at the peak of first-rank, and he hasn't even made it to second-rank, this kid, it's impossible."

The young man in red ignored the bearded man who was talking to himself, knocked the folding fan a few times in his hand, frowned, and said firmly, "Notice, let the elders in the back withdraw, and stop blocking Huashan disciple."

The bearded man's face darkened, and he asked in disbelief, "But Shaozong, we have already received a large sum of spirit stones from Jin Yanzong, this is not a breach of trust..."

The young man in red unfolded his folding fan with a "swish" sound, shook it twice, and said with confidence in his tone, "We are not the Xixia Sect, the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, and our Nanming Wuji Sect does not have many people either. Let them all evacuate. The water in Dongmu District is a bit deep. If we try to wade through it, we will probably lose a lot of experts. Isn’t there the Beiyuan faction behind us? Let them get on top first.”

The bearded man's face brightened, and he suddenly realized, "The fisherman will benefit, and the young master will see it." After the bearded man finished speaking, he shook his body and quickly disappeared behind the young man.

At the same time, on a mountain path at the top of the stone steps, the middle-aged man in black who was sitting cross-legged suddenly shook his body, opened his eyes, and eagerly said to a young man in black standing beside him, "Feng Lin, send the order down!" , ordered all disciples to withdraw and not to fight Huashan disciples."

Seeing that the boy in black went away, the middle-aged man in black wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reached out to grab a black-colored ball hanging on his forehead. If Jiang Yan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it. This is the Myriad Illusion Bead used to detect intelligence at close range, and it has the same effect as the Thousand Illusion Crystal Ball.

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"Shh..."

When Jiang Yan's spiritual power was concentrated on the top of the green tree trunk, green brilliance suddenly swayed down from the umbrella cover of the green tree. A circle of crystal transparent light curtain tightly surrounded Jiang Yan who was standing under the green tree. And Zisu tightly protected.

The blood-red golden cloud collided with the crystal light curtain, causing ripples. Ripples appeared on the surface of the crystal light curtain like water waves, spreading across the entire tree.

"Woooo..."

The light curtain blocked the blood-red golden clouds, rubbed against each other, and the two phases collided, making a low roar. As the golden shock wave continued to impact, the transparent light curtain gradually changed its shape, like an awl inserted into jelly, Pull out a long fusiform pointed corner.

"Snapped……"

The crystal light curtain finally shattered, just like the glass that has resisted external force to the top, the crystal light curtain split into pieces in front of Jiang Yan in an instant, turned into spiritual power, and flew all over the sky.

"Shh..."

The tall green tree became smaller in an instant.

Under Zisu's astonished eyes, the big tree transformed from the green wood vines instantly became smaller. In the moment when the crystal light curtain just shattered, the giant green wood tree has returned to its original height of half a person. The cyan brilliance of the sky seems to have dimmed.

Jiang Yan rubbed the green wood vine in his hand distressedly, Ximen Nayan's desperate blow finally wounded his spiritual weapon, thinking of the inconvenience of using other spiritual weapons after this spiritual weapon was injured , Jiang Yan was rather annoyed that he hadn't shown the strength of a second-rank talisman master just now. Facing the second-rank talisman master, Ximen Nayan might have no chance of self-destruction.

"Zizi..."

After the sea of ​​consciousness in front of Jiang Yan's forehead flickered with blue light, he already had a consciousness twice as thick as a hair, like a flood gushing out after a dam was opened. It took shape in front of Jiang Yan, which is exactly one of the techniques of the divine cocoon technique - turning the god into a cocoon.

The spiritual shock caused by Ximen Nayan's self-explosion was unsurprisingly blocked by turning into a cocoon. Facing Jiang Yan's cocoon technique, the living Ximen Nayan may not have a solution, let alone Ximen Nayan What about the spiritual shock wave formed after the self-detonation.

After killing Ximen Nayan of the Xixia sect, Jiang Yan took Zisu all the way forward, heading straight for the core area of ​​the third-rank sect gathering, the martial arts platform in front of the Sword Qi Hall.

When Jiang Yan arrived under the Yanwu stage, Ning Qian was already standing under the Yanwu stage refreshed. He took a few Qi Gathering Pills, and with the help of Tang Wan's Aoki Transforming Spirit Art, it took only a blink of an eye. Ning Qian's fatigue and spiritual emptiness caused by continuous battles were all swept away.

Seeing Jiang Yan and Zisu coming, Ning Qian and a group of Huashan disciples bowed respectfully, "The disciples have seen the master."

Jiang Yan waved his hand, indicating that they don't need to be polite, and turned his gaze to the martial arts stage.

In the center of the Martial Arts Stage, Mu Yun and Xie Wenyuan were fighting fiercely. The two were strong and strong, flying back and forth on the field like butterflies wearing flowers. A golden and a yellow phantom flew back and forth around the two vigorous and flying people. From time to time, the sound resounded throughout the audience.

Behind Muyun is his apprentice Sun Yang. Next to Sun Yang's back railing, stands the graceful Tang Wan. On the stone railing with a section in the middle, sits a little girl of Yunying carved in powder and jade. The little girl is dragging His chin was shaking his little feet intermittently, wondering why the senior brother hadn't come here yet, completely ignoring the weird atmosphere of swords and swords in the arena.

(End of this chapter)