Chapter 223 Flying Dragon Continuous Formation

"Everyone is just hunting for treasure. Your Majesty is too harsh!" came a voice, which seemed to be near Liang Yan, but if you listened carefully, it seemed to be far away.

"Your Excellency is a disciple of the Yungang Sect, right? Aren't you afraid of our revenge if you ruthlessly kill those in Miao Miao Valley?" Another voice came, but it was far and near, as if it was constantly changing positions.

Liang Yan stood there with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly:

"Isn't it that you set up a killing array here to use the Tibetan Flowers to ambush the monks who came here? I thought you would have some skills, but I didn't expect you to be a bunch of losers, and I killed one of them with just one sword strike!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice inside shouted angrily: "Hmph! That was you relying on the swiftness of the flying sword to attack and plot third brother by surprise. Otherwise, with his magical power and cultivation, how could he be defeated by you?" Killed so easily!"

"Fourth, no! He is deliberately irritating you!"

"What?" The voice before seemed to have not reacted. The next moment, Liang Yan saw a smile on his lips, pinched the sword in his hand, and the light-fixing sword appeared above the moonlight around him, and then disappeared almost instantly. In situ.

Poof! With a sound, the fixed light sword appeared again, already ten miles away, with a white rainbow flashing and blood splattering.

I saw a severed arm flying into the sky, and then a short and fat figure jumped out from the grass. This person's face was pale and his steps were sloppy. As soon as he appeared, he staggered back more than ten steps.

His right arm was cut off at shoulder level, and there was a wound as big as a bowl, with blood trickling out. Above the wound, you can still vaguely see little moon marks and starlight, which are constantly eroding away from his body.

"What a fast sword!"

"Fourth, hold on!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and then two people jumped out from the ground on the left and right sides at the same time. One of them quickly made a hand seal, and a green light emerged, covering the short and fat monk's broken arm wound in an instant.

As the green light continued to surge, the blood on the wound gradually stopped, and the remaining starlight and moon marks were forced out of the body by the green light. By this time, the pudgy monk's lips were white and he was sweating coldly. Although the injury had stopped, there was still a clear fear in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that after the galaxy sand was incorporated into this light-fixing sword, not only would its power increase to a higher level, but its speed would also become a bit faster." Liang Yan had already withdrawn the flying sword, with a trace of satisfaction on his face. .

"Who are you? As far as I know, there seems to be no swordsman like you among the five disciples of Yun Gang!" The older monk among the three people opposite asked with his hands raised.

"Haha, I am not the fifth son of Yungang, but I am a real disciple of Yungang Sect. As for my name, the dead don't need to know it." Liang Yan said with a chuckle.

The elder monk's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you insist on making a quarrel to the death? I am Yan Nanfei, who is ranked 19th in the Piaomiao Valley. These two are Lu Yao, who is ranked 25th, and Lu Yao, who is ranked 25th. Cheng Yuan is sixteen. Especially my second brother, Lu Yao, is the legitimate son of the Lu family, a famous cultivating family in the Yan Kingdom. If you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liang Yan waved his hand and interrupted impatiently: "No need to say more! From the moment you set up a trap here to ambush us, you should have expected the current situation!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to seal the secret, and saw the flying sword in front of him swaying for a while, turning one into three, turning into three identical light-fixing swords.

"Sword light differentiates!"

Yan Nanfei's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, if you don't work hard, you will have no chance! Use the Flying Dragon Chain Formation!"

"Yes!" Lu Yao and the other two responded in unison.

The three of them were seen forming a strange formation. Cheng Yuan, who had lost his hand, was standing at the front, Lu Yao was standing at the back, and Yan Nanfei was flying high in the sky between them.

"Flying dragon chain formation? I've never heard of it." Liang Yan frowned slightly and raised his hand to point at the three of them. The three fixed-light swords disappeared at the same time, and appeared in front of the three of them the next moment, slashing towards them.

"Earth Dragon Transformation!" Yan Nanfei shouted loudly, and at the same time he turned over his hand and took out a seven-foot-long blue stick.

The two people below moved in response, and among their staggered figures, Yan Nanfei was pushed to the front, as if he was going to fight three swords with his own strength!

Three flying swords came one after another, and Yan Nanfei raised his stick to greet them. At the same time, a ray of earthy yellow light shot from behind him, directly wrapping Yan Nanfei in it.

Zhengzhengzheng!

The flying sword seemed to hit an indestructible shield, but it didn't even leave any trace on his long stick.

Liang Yan looked up and saw that Yan Nanfei and the other three were bathed in a faint earthy yellow light. Especially Yan Nanfei, who looked like a thick-earth war god. Even the long stick was covered with a layer of yellow light. Covered, looking majestic.

"Huh?" Liang Yan looked surprised and thought to himself: "This flying dragon chain formation really has some skills."

However, although he was surprised, he did not stop using the sword skills in his hands. The three fixed light swords flew up and down, still slashing at the three people from different angles with different moves.

It's just that the spiritual weapons and bodies of these three people were covered by that layer of khaki spiritual light, and they couldn't cut them at all in a short period of time!

The more Liang Yan fought, the more surprised he became. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and saw that one of the fixed light swords suddenly disappeared, leaving only two swords still fighting with the three of them.

"Be careful! He can hide the whereabouts of the flying sword!" Cheng Yuan shouted.

"Use the Bamboo Dragon Transformation!" Yan Nanfei shouted fiercely.

As soon as he finished speaking, a green light emitted from Lu Yao's body and instantly covered the three people in the formation, replacing the khaki aura around them with green light.

At the same time, the disappearing light-fixing sword had arrived in front of Cheng Yuan, only two feet away from his neck.

He saw that the fixed light sword was about to cut off his head, but something strange happened at the next moment. Countless green threads sprouted from the green light around Cheng Yuan, and they wrapped around the flying sword one by one.

Although the Dingguang Sword's blade was sharp, these green threads kept coming in an endless stream, cutting off hundreds of them and sprouting hundreds more. They continued one after another, eventually wiping out most of the Dingguang Sword's offensive force. Cheng Yuan got an opening and just turned around slightly to avoid this fatal sword!

Yan Nanfei and others used the ingenuity of the formation to neutralize Liang Yan's fierce attacks twice in a row. At this moment, their confidence increased greatly, when they suddenly heard Yan Nanfei roar:

"Yunlong Transformation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green light on the three people gradually faded, and at the same time a dazzling white light illuminated the surroundings.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, and the next moment he saw three people flying into the air at the same time, surrounded by white light, like immortals in the clouds, and suddenly pointed at him at the same time.

Boom!

Three thick white lights turned into dragons in the clouds, rushing towards him and roaring.