Chapter 214 Playboy

Liang Yan was pointed by the tip of her sword, and he was extremely angry. If he hadn't considered that this place was in the territory of Yan country, and there were many monks around, he might have immediately taken action in anger.

"This woman in green is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but she dares to yell at me like this. She is obviously relying on the prestige of the person behind her."

With this thought in mind, Liang Yan turned around to look at the so-called "playboy", and saw that this man had his hands behind his back, with a look of contentment on his face, and had no intention of controlling his subordinates' behavior.

"At the ninth level of Qi refining, this person's cultivation level is comparable to that of Xue Tianyu and others!" Liang Yan thought to himself.

Seeing that he didn't take her seriously at all, the woman in green turned her head to look at others at this moment of tension. She couldn't help but shouted angrily: "What are you looking at! How dare you be so rude when you see a playboy? I'll dig up yours first." A pair of eyes!”

After she said that, she thrust her sword sharply, and it really hit Liang Yan's eyes. Liang Yan's face was cold and he didn't retreat. He just stretched out his hand and flicked it.

Zheng!

The face of the woman in green changed, and the long sword in her hand was rolled back, but it was bounced back by his finger. At this moment, the tip of the sword was facing inward, and it was attacking her instead!

"Oh, this little brother is so strong!"

A charming voice came out, and the woman in red smiled sweetly, stretched out a bright hand, and waved into the air.

Stab!

Several red water chestnuts appeared out of thin air, two of them rolled down and wrapped around the sword of the woman in green, while the remaining red water chestnuts were still twisting and floating in the air, like poisonous snakes spitting messages.

"Hmph, I need your help!"

The woman in green clothes didn't seem to agree with her move. At this moment, she quickly made a hand in front of her chest, and seven light blue ice cones appeared instantly behind her. A faint cold air spread around her. The monks with lower cultivation levels in the hall couldn't help but Had a cold war.

The woman in red didn't feel annoyed after hearing her words. Instead, she chuckled and said, "Good sister, you can't handle this little brother by yourself. You'd better let me help you."

After she finished speaking, she moved a little toward the void in front of her. The long red caltrop moved in the wind, instantly surrounding Liang Yan. Then she closed the red caltrop to entangle him inside.

The woman in green's face became anxious when she saw this. She seemed unwilling to lag behind. She pressed the spell in her hand fiercely and hit the seven cold ice picks behind her towards Liang Yan.

The ice cone and red caltrop, one hard and one soft, attacked almost at the same time. Liang Yan stood there without moving his feet, curled his hands, and actually brought out a blue whirlwind out of thin air.

The ice picks and red caltrops that originally seemed extremely weird actually merged into the blue whirlwind at the same time. As Liang Yan's mind kept spinning, they finally hit the open space aside, blasting a big hole there.

As Liang Yan's cultivation level has improved, the "circle turning method" and "dispersing force method" have become more and more arbitrary to use. Now that he has them at his fingertips, he can easily defeat the two women's magical powers.

The drinkers in the wine shop were all cultivators. They were not afraid of the fight when they first saw it, and even wanted to watch the excitement and make way for them to show off a large area.

But at this time, seeing the fight intensifying, many monks with lower realms had already left the wine shop, fearing that it would affect themselves.

"Humph, are you a playboy? Your dogs bite people, and you, the master, don't care about them?" Liang Yan stood there and snorted coldly.

"hehe!"

Young Master Hua, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, finally spoke, but did not answer Liang Yan's question. Instead, he asked: "Is there no one in your Yungang Sect? Are monks of your level also here to make up the numbers?"

Liang Yan was confused when he heard this, but suddenly his heart moved and he blurted out, "Could it be that you are from Piaomiao Valley?"

After hearing this, the woman in green snorted coldly: "You don't even recognize the playboy, one of the six heroes of Miao Miao, and you dare to come to this 'cooking and discussing Taoism'. I think you are just seeking death!"

"What is 'cooking wine and discussing Taoism'?"

Liang Yan's face changed slightly, revealing a hint of suspicion.

"Hmph, the fifth son of Yungang is afraid of our Miao Miao Liuying and is hiding in the city and dare not come out. So he sent such a low-class waste to die. It's like a coward!"

Young Master Hua snorted coldly, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain. He glanced sideways at Liang Yan and said calmly: "Mutilate your arm, kneel down and apologize to my two men in public, and then admit that the Yungang Sect is not as good as my Piao Miao Valley. If you achieve the above three points, I can be lenient. Let you live!"

After hearing this, Liang Yan was so angry that he laughed and said: "I don't like the way of life, but I want to take the 'death path' of a playboy and see what can be done to me?"

"court death!"

With a look in his eyes, Mr. Hua reached out and took out the bamboo flute from his waist, turning it around in his hand. After a moment, a bright red flower bloomed on the bamboo flute.

"Honghua should be killed, go!"

Young Master Hua threw it away casually, and the bamboo flute flew through the air and was in front of Liang Yan in an instant.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, his hands were filled with golden light, and he held up a circle of golden light in front of him, trying to block the bamboo flute. However, the bamboo flute only paused for a moment before actually piercing the golden light and continuing to stab forward.

"interesting!"

Liang Yan smiled, the spiritual power in his hand turned from gold to blue, and he used the magical power of "Turn the Circle" to point the bamboo flute in front of him to the side.

"Haha, can the same move work twice?"

Young Master Hua showed a mocking look on his face, and with a change of technique in his hand, the red flower on the bamboo flute withered away, and a gorgeous purple flower grew again.

"The purple flower is a seal, seal it for me!"

As Young Master Hua drank, overlapping purple circles suddenly appeared on the bamboo flute, trapping Liang Yan in the middle one after another.

When Liang Yan was in it, he felt waves of sealing power sweeping through his body, as if all the spiritual energy in his body was being sealed.

"This Miao Miao Liuying really has some skills!"

Although Liang Yan was imprisoned by the purple circle, there was no trace of panic in his eyes. Instead, he curled his lips helplessly.

He made a sword gesture in his sleeve with his right hand, and the fixed light sword lying in the storage bag suddenly trembled, as if he was already thirsty and couldn't wait to drink blood.

The flying sword was about to be unsheathed in the next moment, when suddenly a water ball the size of a round table flew in from the window of the wine shop. This water ball was crystal clear, spinning erratically in mid-air, as bright as a giant gem.

puff!

Divine water fell from the sky, and a thick water column separated from the water ball and hit the playboy's bamboo flute. The delicate purple flower was instantly wilted by the water column.

As the purple flower withered, the purple halo that originally restrained Liang Yan instantly collapsed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Beiming Lingshui!" Hua Gongzi's expression changed slightly.

"Haha, the playboy's 'wonderful flowers on the flute' are now 'broken flowers on the flute', which is quite a beautiful sight!"

With a loud laugh, two people came out of the hotel window. One of them was a woman, wearing an aqua blue palace dress, with an upright posture and cold eyes.

The other person was an elegant young man wearing a robe and holding a folding fan. Judging from the smile on his face, it was obvious that this was the person who had made the sarcasm just now.

"Zhang Song, Shui Linglong! You came just in time!" Young Master Hua narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly.