Chapter 657 The First Ancestor of Nanzhan Taoism

The five elders of Daxue Mountain looked at each other for the last time, their auras all mentioned the strongest, and then they roared at the same time, and joined forces to break into the formation. The scene in front of them suddenly changed, and it suddenly turned into a formidable sword mountain, and all the five elders Suspended in the air, silver sword scenes were flying around. Opposite him, an old man with a sword sitting proudly in the air. Behind him, a hundred sword cultivators held sharp swords in their hands, showing great aura.

"Haha, Nanzhan Kendo, let Yun come and learn it first..."

The old sword cultivator in the sky was Yun Yao, the great elder of Kuhai. When he saw the five elders entering the battle, he sneered, holding the sword in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Dragon, please hold on to the leader of the formation. Wan Luo will draw the power of the formation. Fellow Taoist Chu and I will hold the formation's eye and protect Zhang Laodao. Let him push the key point of the formation. There are nine formations behind us. Don't be careless and charge into the formation as quickly as possible..."

The old man Hu Qin shouted loudly, and the formation of the five elders changed. Long Jianting was in front, Hu Qin was on the left, Chu Taishang was on the right, old monster Wanluo was at the end, and Zhang Daoyi of Ghost Valley of Daxue Mountain was surrounded in the middle, and moved forward with a roar Rushed over.

"The first mountain in Fengchan, wouldn't it be a joke if I taught you to get through it so easily?"

Yun Yao, the eldest elder of the Kuhai Yun family, shouted loudly. He displayed his sword like a tide, and the fierce sword energy enveloped the five elders. Looking at this aura, it seemed as if he was going to defeat the five elders with one person. Behind him, hundreds of sword cultivators They also dispersed into groups of ten, guarding each formation. As soon as they dispersed, their figures disappeared. However, swords were everywhere in the formation, and sword energy came from all directions.

"The Kuhaiyun family... let's see how my Lingxu swordsmanship goes!"

"Uh-huh!"

Xi Jian Yuan Long Jian didn't pay attention to anything else at this time, his eyes were only focused on the sword master Yun Yao, and he drew his sword solemnly.

At this moment, the sword energy around the body surged, and the invisible blade swept straight up to the sky, splitting a dark cloud covering the sky in half. The scorching sun behind the cloud shone brightly, and under the scorching sun, the Dragon Sword Court was alone. Holding the sword in hand, he rushed towards Yun Yao, the leader of the first formation with unspeakable vitality. His sword robe was fluttering, and he seemed to have an unspeakable immortal wind. The cold light on the sword illuminated the void. .

Boom!

Within the first burst, smoke and clouds surged, and endless sword energy soared into the sky.

The sword energy in the formation cut through the smoke and clouds, shining endlessly and stirring up the sea of ​​clouds.

"How dare you show off your swordsmanship in front of my Kuhaiyun family? Go back to Nanzhan and practice for three thousand years before entering the battle!"

After a cup of tea, Yun Yao, the eldest elder of the Kuhai Yun family, shouted loudly. Long Jianting staggered back, panting hard. Under the sword robe, there was blood gathering, pouring down like rain. The division of labor around him was clear, and he was trying his best to break through. The elders in the formation were all shocked. Old Monster Wanluo, who was finally concentrating on the power of the formation, roared angrily and wanted to rush forward to help.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Long Jianting waved his hand to indicate that he did not need to help, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a smile: "If you don't die, you don't lose!"

He seemed to have been seriously injured. After taking a few breaths, he suddenly laughed, drew his sword again, and the whistling sword energy rose again.

"You actually refuse to retreat? You are seeking your own death!"

Yun Yao, the eldest elder of the Yun family, had a hint of murderous intent in his voice, and the sound of dragon chants from the divine sword could not be heard. He was once again fighting with the Dragon Sword Court. When he broke into the formation, he needed someone to resist the leader of the formation, and he also needed to push him away. For the formation to operate, someone needs to stabilize the source of the formation so that the formation does not operate as expected, otherwise the pressure will double. In addition, after all, the operation of the formation cannot be completely suppressed, and murderous intentions will naturally follow the formation. If the formation's operation emerges at any time, someone needs to be able to resist these murderous intentions at any time, and both are indispensable.

There is no problem with the distribution of the five elders in Daxue Mountain, but Yun Yao is dissatisfied.

Just set one person aside to deal with yourself?

These wild cultivators looking south don’t think too highly of themselves, right?

With anger in his heart, he drew his sword even more rapidly, and the sword energy was like a tide, pushing forward wave by wave.

Long Jian Ting was already at a disadvantage, but he swung his sword energy like a desperate man and withstood all the attacks of the formation leader. His old friend was not affected. Under this desperate fighting style, his eyes were blinded. It seemed that a white sword energy was released, and a white mist rose up behind him, almost like a fairy cloud. It changed erratically as his sword force was activated, and the sword in his palm trembled like a fairy sound.

"Huh? Are you trying your best? The sword you are using now is somewhat interesting, but it is not enough..."

Yun Yao scolded in a cold voice, slowing down his sword power slightly, and then activated it again.

However, what he didn't expect was that he originally wanted to force Longjianting back with the force of his sword to prevent its ability to break the formation, but he didn't expect that Longjianting suddenly changed his sword force like a madman. , rushed straight towards him, the sword movement seemed to be unorganized, and even completely ignored the four fellow Taoists behind him, risking his life, and attacked Yun Yao's vital points with every move.

"You...you are fooling around. Where can someone like you break the sword formation?"

Yun Yao was also in a panic for a moment and was forced to step back a few feet.

Long Jianting rushed over after him, his voice solemn: "Long is not here to break the formation today!"

"Boom!"

He struck out with his sword, shaking the void. He used almost all his strength to strike out with the sword.

Facing this sword, Yun Yao could only raise the edge of the sword to block it slightly, and his shocked body retreated as fast as a kite.

And Long Jian Ting flew towards me, his sword as brilliant as a sword: "I'm venting my anger on my disciple's behalf today!"

boom!

He was charging forward like this, but he was temporarily separated from the four elders behind him, and there was no one guarding his back. Within the large formation, as the magic circle was moving, a sword energy surged out, and he was wounded in an instant. On his back, blood spattered, and his sword energy was stained with blood, and suddenly turned into a blood dragon, baring its teeth and claws, using all his strength in one place, and dived straight towards Yun Yao.

"court death!"

Facing this sword, Yun Yao was ashamed and annoyed, just like a normal person facing a madman. Surprisingly, he did not try to break the sword with his sword. Instead, he opened his hands and moved them towards the middle, immediately activating the entire sword formation. With so much power, he roared towards the Dragon Sword Court in the middle. As the leader of the formation, he could control the power of the entire formation. How powerful was it? It was clear that he was going to force Longjian Court to return in embarrassment.

But he didn't expect that the Dragon Sword Court would not retreat, allowing himself to be eroded by the power of the sword formation, and a blood dragon appeared perfectly.

"Chichi..."

Yun Yao was hit by a sword in his chest, his cassock was stained with blood, and he staggered back.

But Long Jianting was also filled with countless sword energy, and the golden elixir shattered and slowly fell downwards.

"Fellow Daoist Dragon..."

The four elders behind were also shocked and shouted, rushing forward desperately, and Zhang Daoyi, who was surrounded in the middle, was also lured by Yun Yao to deal with Longjianting by taking advantage of the power of the entire formation, seizing an opportunity, and in an instant Suddenly, he found out the strange signs of the formation's operation, and then his spiritual thoughts popped up like lightning into the sea of ​​consciousness of the three elders around him. At this moment, the four elders rushed forward together. Old Hu Qin hugged Long Jianting, and the other three elders The shapes were like illusions and lightning, appearing all around Yun Yao at the same time, each holding a seal, roaring and falling towards Yun Yao who was surrounded by them.

"It turns out that guy is fighting for them with his life to get a chance to break the formation..."

Yun Yao was shocked, knowing that they had mastered the rules of the formation's operation. At this time, the formation could not trap them. Judging from the hatred of these three people, it was obvious that they would join forces to injure him immediately. If they did not dare to use their strength, they would be hit by the palm. A command flag came out and waved hastily, but the surrounding sword mountains dispersed like phantoms. The Yun family's hundred swords fell to the ground one after another, revealing the original path...

"Passed!"

Yun Yao shouted loudly as he waved the command flag. He watched helplessly as the evil spirit of the Third Elder approached his eyebrows, and then slowly retracted it.

On the mountain path at this time, old man Hu Qin was holding Long Jianting, the youngest of the five elders, but he was about to be the first to die. However, he still looked at Yun Yao with hatred in his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. , with a cold voice as if fished out of a sea of ​​blood: "You should be lucky that you are breaking into the formation, otherwise I would have exploded the golden elixir at this moment and dragged you to die with me..."

"Are you crazy? How could I, Yun Hai, ever have such a big hatred against you?"

Yun Yao was so angry and hateful that he almost roared and drank.

"The girl that your Yun family got rid of before was my disciple..."

Long Jianting shouted with all his strength: "No one can bully my disciple, not even the people from China!"

"Your disciple..."

Yun Yao was stunned and remembered something, thinking of Yun Du, the great swordsman of the Kuhai Yun family who was still lying on the bed.

"Do you know how difficult it is for me to find such a good seedling? Do you know how much effort I put into cultivating her? When she grows up in the future, she will be a sword fairy a hundred times more powerful than me. She has inherited my swordsmanship. She will push my swordsmanship to the highest level in the world, but she...she is such a good young talent, but she was...wasted by your Yun family!"

Long Jianting's face was ashen, but he was still shouting and cursing excitedly, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

"Then do you know that a proud swordsman who is rare in my Yun family for a thousand years was defeated by your junior in Nanzhan?"

Yun Yao couldn't help but drink in a low voice, and his anger was almost even more violent than that of Longjian Ting: "What's even more disgusting is that my nephew didn't have time to draw a sword until he was crippled... He is a natural swordsman. Xiu, but he actually lost to the little devil's conspiracy. He was defeated before he even drew his sword... Moreover, he will never have the chance to take revenge..."

"so……"

Long Jianting smiled bitterly and said: "That is a good boy, I am not as good as him..."

Amidst the laughter, the expression of this great swordsman, the leading one in the cultivation world of Nanzhan Chu Region, was frozen, and his life source was flowing away.

"Fellow Daoist Long, if in the future, if Nanzhan establishes the Taoism, and the five of us become the ancestors, you will be the first in line!"

Old Man Hu Qin sheathed the sword in Long Jianting's hand, helped him sit up cross-legged, and stood the sword beside him. They looked at each other. None of the old men said anything, and they looked at Long who was sitting at the end of the first formation. After Jian Ting bowed, the remaining four elders continued to walk forward. They all felt a little heavy in their hearts. One person was killed in the first battle. Even though Long Jian Ting deliberately sought death, it was shocking.

It seems to indicate some kind of bad situation.