Chapter 1932 The Terrifying Power of Confinement
"Peng!"
The peach wood sword and the silver gun collided fiercely.
The majestic air wave was struck by the two weapons and swept in all directions. Long Yan suddenly took a big step back, while Chen Mu took more than ten steps back at once.
Who is strong and who is weak can already be determined by looking at each other!
"The fighting dragon reappears - Mad Dragon Style!"
Long Yan didn't give Chen Mu a chance to breathe. He followed up with the second move of the "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles" and shot out his silver spear, stabbing Chen Mu in front of him fiercely.
"Eight Styles of Fighting the Dragon", each style is without any fancy, simple and direct, relying on the unparalleled domineering power to win, which is very consistent with Long Yan's temperament.
According to legend, in the distant ancient years, the Supreme Dragon Emperor used a set of "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles" to almost miss the invincible opponent in the world. In the last world-destroying war, he entered another world and destroyed the other world. The Dominator was shattered eight times. Each move directly shattered the opponent. You can imagine how powerful it was.
Of course, the current Long Yan is far from reaching the height of his previous life, and he still has a long way to go!
Long Yan's silver spear was a hundred feet long at this moment. The silver light was so bright and dazzling that it streaked across the sky like a meteor. In an instant, it pierced Chen Mu's eyes.
Chen Mu was horrified in his heart, and his figure swayed hurriedly, turning into a very faint shadow, and swept to the side at a very fast speed.
"call out!"
Long Yan's silver spear made a sharp whistling sound in the air, and stabbed past Chen Mu's clothes.
Although he dodged this shot, the skin on his body was sore from the impact of the majestic gun gas.
A spear pierced the air. Long Yan's movements did not pause at all. He turned the gun head and fired the third move of "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles". The silver spear followed him like a shadow and stabbed Chen Mu fiercely.
Long Yan's attack was too fast. Chen Mu took a closer look and saw that the hundred-foot-long silver spear had already pierced his eyes, and the sharp spear head that "buzzed" and trembled with overwhelming killing intent.
Looking at the cold gun head right in front of him, an uncontrollable fear suddenly grew in Chen Mu's heart, and his hands and feet suddenly became cold.
At such a close distance, it was already too late to dodge. He could only hold the mahogany sword in both hands and make a sudden move.
"Peng!"
A loud bang!
Long Yan's silver spear stabbed the mahogany sword fiercely. The barrel of the silver spear bent and bounced. Chen Mu felt that the elastic force was as heavy as a billion, as if it was a huge mountain. It was like a hit on the chest.
It was impossible for him to contend with this force. His whole body was struck like a leaf in the sea, without any weight at all. He flew straight thousands of feet away and fell to the ground with a "thud".
His arms were numb from the shock, and blood was boiling in his chest. His throat felt sweet, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back.
At this time, the other two disciples just came back to their senses. Long Yan had directly shattered the Taoist seal before. They were completely stupid. They felt that this scene was as unreal as a dream.
They had never even thought before that the Taoist imprint that had been passed down for endless years would one day be directly shattered!
"Senior Brother Chenmu, how do you feel?"
Chen Yan and Chen Dao both exclaimed and hurried over. Chen Mu jumped up from the ground and shook his head: "I'm fine. Long Yan's fighting power is too perverted. We have to be careful when dealing with him."
"Haha, do you think everything will be fine if you just deal with it carefully? Today, all three of you must become the dead souls of my gun!"
Long Yan's loud laughter came from behind.
As the laughter rang out, a majestic killing intent surged in like a giant wave.
"Fight!"
Feeling this killing intent, the three Taoist disciples knew without looking back that it was Long Yan who was coming to kill them. They all shouted loudly, and the peach wood swords of the three people suddenly came together and stabbed at Long Yan's extremely fast speed. The silver gun hurriedly greeted him.
"Peng!"
The peach wood swords of the three Taoist disciples all pierced the tip of Long Yan's spear. The energy was so powerful that both sides were violently thrown away by the impact.
But in the midst of flying, the figures of the three Taoist disciples suddenly divided and landed in the shape of "pin", and suddenly surrounded Long Yan.
At the same time, the huge Yin-Yang formation emerged again under everyone's feet.
It has to be said that Taoist martial arts does have its mysteries. The three Taoist disciples can form a formation with just a random move, and one Qi and three Qing Dynasties can be fully retracted and released.
Of course, this is also closely related to the fact that these three Taoist disciples have been practicing One Qi and Three Purities together for many years. If they were replaced by three other Taoist disciples, they may not be able to freely expand and release One Qi and Three Purities.
The three Taoist disciples stood in the shape of "pin", with the Yin and Yang array emerging under their feet. This situation had returned to the beginning.
The difference is that now Long Yan, the war dragon bloodline in his body has been activated again!
"The me at this moment is completely different from the last moment, but you still use such trivial skills as One Qi and Three Purities to fight against me. It's really ridiculous."
Long Yan sneered disdainfully in the face of the three disciples of Taoism.
next moment.
He struck out.
"The battle dragon reappears - reverse dragon style!"
Amid the loud shouts, Long Yan stabbed away with his silver spear.
Target: It’s still Senior Brother Chen Mu!
As long as one of the three Taoist disciples is killed, the energy will be dissolved naturally and it will be impossible to form again.
With the formation of One Qi and Three Purities, the combat power of the three Taoist disciples seemed to have increased a lot instantly.
Looking at the fourth form of the "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles" that was stabbed by the dragon flames, Chen Mu did not dare to show any signs of neglect. His body swayed and turned into layers of layers. The silver spear of the dragon flames stabbed over. The layers of shadows all collapsed, and Chen Mu also appeared on the other side.
"This boy's fighting power seems to be much stronger. He has been imprisoned by the Taoist mark!"
Chen Mu shouted loudly.
The three Taoist disciples, not daring to show any slightness, hurriedly stretched out their hands and each of them suddenly formed a hand seal.
As the handprints of the three of them were formed, the Taoist mark was once again formed above Long Yan's head. It was like a piece of gold cast, with a brilliant golden light, and the majestic power of confinement came down from above, and suddenly once again Confining Longyan.
Just the next moment.
"Peng!"
In Long Yan's body, the blood of the war dragon was rolling, and a majestic internal energy of the emperor's way was revealed, suddenly shattering the Taoist mark above his head and turning it into a golden light all over the sky.
"Haha, did you see that your Taoist seal can no longer restrain me?"
Long Yan laughed loudly, his silver hair dancing crazily, his silver robes rustling, and his chest full of fighting spirit.
He pointed the spear in his hand and stabbed Chen Mu, the great Taoist disciple, as fast as possible, shouting: "The fighting dragon appears again - the dragon-slaying style!"
The Dragon-Slaying Style is the fifth style of the "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles"!
The "Eight Dragon Fighting Styles" are: Hidden Dragon Style, Crazy Dragon Style, Fighting Dragon Style, Reverse Dragon Style, Dragon Slaying Style, Absolute Dragon Style, Swallowing Dragon Style, and Heavenly Dragon Style. Each style is more powerful than the other.
At this time, the silver spear in Long Yan's hand had already transformed into a huge silver dragon. The dragon's body was a hundred feet long, and it was constantly tumbling towards Chen Mu ahead.
Feeling the power of this shot, Chen Mu was so shocked that he couldn't contain the shock. The peach wood sword in his hand also instantly surged to dozens of feet. He suddenly floated up from the ground. Holding the peach wood sword in both hands, he struck hard at The silver spear that had completely transformed into a dragon.
"Peng!"
Amidst the loud noise, Chen Mu's peach wood sword struck the silver spear, and the air wave spread out, impacting in all directions, sending sand and rocks flying.
The tiger's mouth of Chen Mu's hands was shaken to the point of being torn open, leaving a bloody mess. The air wave hit his chest, causing the blood and energy in his chest to surge. He could no longer control it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He was hit by the air wave!
"Senior Brother Chenmu!"
When Chen Yan and Chen Dao saw this, they were both shocked and shouted loudly.
"I'm fine!"
Chen Mu was also a man, and he shouted coldly: "I don't believe that our Taoists, with their One Qi and Three Purities, can't do anything to this kid, so go ahead and strangle him!"
The three Taoist disciples once again shuttled back and forth at high speed with their peach wood swords. Their movements were extremely strange. Behind each of them, there were a large number of tiered figures, hundreds of them, which was dazzling to see. , can’t tell the difference between reality and reality at all.
"Peng!" "Peng!"
Next, Long Yan performed two moves in a row. Each move caused the dense shadows in front of him to shatter and turn into nothing.
The Taoist disciples Chen Mu, Chen Dao, and Chen Yan displayed the One Qi and Three Purities, which was truly mysterious and domineering. If they had been ordinary practitioners, they would have been strangled several times.
It's a pity that Long Yan is not an ordinary cultivator, he is the reincarnation of the Immortal Ancient Supreme Dragon Emperor!
After fighting until now, the mouths of the three Taoist disciples were all shattered, their flesh and blood were blurred, and their chests were churning with energy and blood. This was the most difficult battle since they entered this cemetery of gods and demons.
The dense phantoms transformed by the three of them collapsed one after another. However, they had already practiced the One Qi and Three Purities to perfection. As soon as they collapsed, their movements turned, and the dense phantoms , appeared again, constantly shuttling around Long Yan, with thousands of murderous intentions.
"The battle dragon reappears - Tianlong style!"
In the midst of angry shouts, Long Yan performed the last move in the "Eight Heavenly Dragon Moves".
"Ouch~"
The silver spear, which had already completely transformed into a dragon, let out a mighty dragon roar, and the silver light was so strong that it reflected the whole world into a silvery color, full of a dreamlike feeling.
And the coercion radiating from the silver gun was like a vast ocean, rushing out. The dense shadows around him were instantly crushed by this pressure, and the oppression directly collapsed.
The target of Long Yan's last shot is still Chen Mu!
Because Long Yan could sense that among the three Taoist disciples, Chen Mu's cultivation was the strongest.
As this last move was performed, Chen Mu, Chen Yan, and Chen Dao instantly smelled the breath of death. In shock, the three of them rushed together again, and the three peach wood swords came together. Facing Long Yan's silver spear that had already transformed into a dragon.
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