One Sword to Heaven

Chapter 8
This group of fake mountain guard disciples never expected that a mere handyman disciple would see them through, and dared to take the lead. What made them even more unexpected was that Wang Yan shot so decisively and swiftly. While the disciples guarding the mountain were still busy stabilizing their bodies, the leader had already died.

"court death!"

Seeing the leader's body slipping from the bridge, several people behind him were furious, drawing their swords and came forward one after another. Among them, the white and clean man Wang Yan had killed in the mine was the most impulsive. Pulled out the long sword behind him, then jumped up with his left foot, followed by his right foot on the iron chain used as a handrail beside him, and the whole person suddenly flew like a big bird from the heads of the people in front of him. Flying past, the long sword in this person's hand trembled, and a sword was volleyed towards Wang Yan!
Faced with such a situation, Wang Yan did not panic at all. After killing the leader, he immediately adjusted his figure, still holding the iron chain under the wooden plank with one hand, and faced the direction of the fake mountain guard disciple. He leaned on the wooden plank on the bridge, and his left and right legs were widely spread, and his feet were respectively hooked to the edge of the wooden plank on the bridge. In this way, Wang Yan was like a huge toad, lying firmly on the chain bridge.

Seeing the white and clean man attacking with a sword in the air, Wang Yan grabbed the iron chain and pushed up hard. His upper body was lifted up immediately, as if he stretched out his neck and sent it to the opponent's sword. However, in the next moment, only Seeing Wang Yan raised his other hand upwards, "Wow", with a slight sound, the white powder exploded all over the sky, and with the howling wind, most of the powder was swept towards the white man.

"what!"

The white man rushed too fast, the lime powder blown by the strong wind floated into his eyes almost instantly, and he let out a scream immediately, his figure like a flying bird immediately lost his airs, and the whole person hurried from Fall in mid-air to the chain bridge.

Wang Yan stared at everything in front of him with his eyebrows narrowed like a hawk. The moment the fair man's left foot first touched the wooden board on the bridge, his hand hidden under the wooden board tightened the iron rope and pulled hard.

bang bang.

The sound of the iron chain shaking seemed to turn into the sound of death at this time, and the white man completely lost his center of gravity and balance in the violent shaking, and the whole person fell forward in a disorderly manner, his hands were still tightly clutched Eyes, under such circumstances, Wang Yan's long sword pierced the white man's throat without hindrance, and the white man died in Wang Yan's hands for the second time.

'Shua', the long sword was drawn back, the body fell, and then rolled down the chain bridge, Wang Yan's second kill!

Two people were killed in a short period of time, and those fake mountain guard disciples who stabilized their bodies did not dare to step forward for a while. In their eyes, Wang Yan, who was lying on the long iron chain bridge at this time, was no longer a handyman disciple. It's a boss who guards the level. Under such a special environment, compared to them who are not very good at lightness skills, Wang Yan is really a one-man guarding the gate!

For a while, the group of fake mountain guard disciples were in a dilemma, while Wang Yan maintained his toad-like posture and lay down on the bridge, staring at the group of people in front of him with eyes like eagles and falcons, but this situation did not last long , but after a few breaths, a thick and hoarse voice came from the Feiyan boulder.

"what's going on?"

The sound arrives before the person arrives, and the person arrives before the sound falls.

Before the word 'matter' was settled, Wang Yan saw a figure approaching from a distance, and within a few ups and downs, he had reached the bridge. When the last word was settled, a figure was wearing a black unicorn robe and a golden crown, The majestic man landed lightly at a distance of six or seven meters from Wang Yan like a rotating leaf, but at the moment when his feet stepped on the wooden plank of the iron cable bridge, he heard two muffled sounds in succession. Cracks appeared on the wooden boards under the feet, and the swaying iron chain bridge seemed to be suddenly fixed, hanging firmly in mid-air without any swaying.

Lifting the weight as lightly as possible, the lightness kung fu of this majestic man is so high that it is shocking!

Wang Yanwan didn't expect that the fake disciples guarding the mountain would still be followed by such people. He knew that such a person would be no match for him just because of his lightness skills. Little tricks such as shaking iron chains and sprinkling lime powder would not have the slightest effect on such people. effect.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi immediately withdrew his hand that had passed through the hole in the plank, and immediately rolled his whole body against the plank to the side, heading down the chain bridge.

Wang Yan's reaction was already extremely fast, but before he rolled down the chain bridge, he heard a thunderous sound in his ear!

"Can you run away!"

As soon as the word "what" came to his ears, Wang Yan felt as if his head was about to be torn apart. His consciousness quickly became blurred, and he fell from the chain bridge in a daze. , Falling straight towards the ice moon pool under the bridge.

On the iron chain bridge, the majestic man in the unicorn robe saw Wang Yan plummeting straight down, and immediately looked away, with a calm expression, as if he just trampled an ant to death and didn't care at all.

Beside the pool shrouded in white mist, a young woman in a skirt and a blue silk shawl sat cross-legged with her eyes closed on a piece of white jade that was several meters square. Inhaled into the nose and mouth, it is obvious that the young woman is practicing some special inner strength method.

Suddenly, the young woman's breathing stopped, and then she opened her eyes suddenly and looked up, and said with some doubts: "Huh? Demon Heart Nirvana Roar?"

The water pool was covered with white mist, covering the sky and the sun, so the young woman couldn't see through her eyes, but before she could look back, a figure pierced through the white mist, and then fell straight into the water pool .

"Oh!"

The huge waves rolled up a deeper mist, and the figure that fell into the pool disappeared in an instant. The young woman frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Ghost."

Before the words were finished, a gust of wind blew up, and at the same time, a thin man dressed in gray, with an iron mask on his face and empty sleeves, appeared beside the young woman as if out of thin air. .

The man didn't speak after he appeared, but just stood quietly not far from the young woman, and the young woman didn't seem to be surprised, she just said, "Uncle Ghost, just now was Qi Yunzhou's Da Zi Zai Sect's Demon Heart Silent Roar?"

The weird man wearing the iron mask still didn't speak, but just nodded. Seeing this, the young woman asked again: "How could these demons and heretics appear in the mountain gate of my Proud Sword Villa?"

"Golden Light Cave."

The masked geek finally opened his mouth, uttering the three words with care like gold, but the young woman understood it, and murmured: "Yes, counting the days, it is indeed the day when the Golden Light Cave will open, if those in the door The old stubborn still wants to uphold the old rules, I am afraid that the old things of 50 years ago will repeat itself, it seems that there will be chaos in the door for a while."

After finishing speaking, the young woman let out a long sigh, shaking her head incessantly as her slender eyelashes fluttered.

(End of this chapter)