Chapter 427 Breaking the Ling with One Sword

Lu Litao didn't expect that Liang Yan would be beaten as soon as he said it. He was still a little dazed in his mind and didn't understand what happened.

But he is also a Taoist and foundation-building person with rich experience in fighting. The next moment, he raised his hand and cast a spell, and immediately two thick wooden doors appeared out of thin air, closing the door in front of him to reject visitors.

But how could Liang Yan's "punch" be blocked by just two Yimu doors? There was a loud explosion, and the two wooden doors shattered inch by inch. Lu Litao spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards.

Liang Yan considered the face of the two sects and restrained a lot of strength. Otherwise, Lu Litao would have died long ago if he punched with all his strength.

The man with the sword and the woman in white came up with a thought at the same time: "The little thief is so strong!"

Liang Yan floated in the air, cupped his hands towards Lu Litao who was flying upside down, and said a little honestly: "Fellow Daoist Lu is quite capable of planting flowers and trees, but he is just a little weak. What I did just now was not serious, please." Don’t be surprised!”

Lu Litao flew backwards for a while and made a magic spell in mid-air. He finally calmed down and almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard Liang Yan's words.

Just now, Liang Yan used some force in his attack, and Lu Litao did not damage his foundation. He didn't know what was going on, and mistook Liang Yan for a physical practitioner who focused on training, and thought to himself:

"Although the little thief is very strong, my channel method mainly focuses on forbidden arts, so there is no need to fight with him head-on. Just now he was just taking advantage of a sneak attack, so he was able to get close and strike. If I hold my position, , use the Yimu Dao method to trap it, and if you try to figure it out slowly, you may not be able to fight."

When Lu Litao thought of this, he was about to ask for advice again. But Liang Yan's eyes changed, and he stared at the man carrying the sword again and said with a smile: "Liang has some strength, but has nowhere to use it. I would like to challenge this fellow Taoist."

The man with the sword still looked like he was looked down upon by no one, and did not move at all. He only sneered and said: "A mere disciple in the middle stage of foundation establishment, who is the last disciple of the Yu Xuanji Sect, wants to challenge me? Junior Sister Yun , Your Ten-thousand-foot Bai Ling is exactly the way to overcome strength with softness, so go and test his quality and capture this person for your brother."

The woman in white smiled softly and said delicately: "I will obey my senior brother's order and I will take action to capture this person for my senior brother."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her bare hands lightly, and immediately dozens of white silk ribbons rose into the air and swept towards Liang Yan.

Liang Yan looked at the white silk in the sky, couldn't help but touch his chin, and thought to himself: "That's right, I am ranked seventeenth under the teacher, and I am indeed the last, so I chose this person named Yun first."

Facing the overwhelming Bai Ling, he made no move at all. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and looked left and right with a strange expression.

The woman in white smiled softly again and said, "Did Fellow Daoist Liang be fooled? If you enter my sister's Ten Thousand Zhang White Silk Formation, don't even think about getting out."

She was teasing, but she was using the techniques one after another. Suddenly, hundreds of white silk ribbons rose into the sky, wrapping Liang Yan firmly in them.

"Haha, Junior Sister Yuntong's mysterious Taoism is the nemesis of physical cultivation. No matter how powerful he is, he can't even get into this ten thousand feet of white silk!" Lu Litao saw that his Junior Sister came out for him. With a bad breath, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised.

The ten thousand feet of white silk is not really ten thousand feet long, but is empty and real. Once broken, another layer is born. Even those with unparalleled strength must be consumed by this endless white silk.

Liang Yan was wrapped in this huge white shell that looked like a cicada, and he looked around for a while, then murmured to himself: "It's a bit mysterious, let's see if I break it with my sword."

He intended to try out his new flying sword. With one hand, he pinched the sword technique and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword flew out of the storage bag. This sword was born with a hint of spirituality. At this moment, when it was gently turning around Liang Yan, there was a hint of intimacy.

"Hey, dear, let's go!" Liang Yan pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword turned into a rushing purple thunder and slashed towards the white "giant chrysalis".

Everyone except the "Giant Chrysalis" was still talking and laughing at this moment. Lu Litao was saying: "You can't even think of getting into this ten thousand feet of white silk!" Then there was a thunderous explosion, followed by a huge explosion. The "white chrysalis" was split open by a purple thunder light.

Yuntong's beauty turned pale, and she couldn't help shouting: "Why did you just kill my Bai Ling?"

Each of these white silk ribbons of hers took months of hard work to practice, and she could only get five or six of them in a year. Hundreds of white silks, which took her nearly twenty years of hard work, were now chopped off by Liang Yan with one sword.

This is a true beheading, not a state that can be cut off and resurrected. Liang Yan's sword strike had wiped out all the magic power in this spiritual weapon, and also wiped away all the magic power imprint of the owner Yuntong.

The originally famous "Ten Thousand Zhang White Silk" is now just a broken spiritual weapon and will never be mentioned again.

Yuntong's heart was bleeding and she almost wanted to cry without tears. She really didn't expect that the "last disciple" of Yu Xuanji in front of her would be so arrogant, and that all her hard work for twenty years would be killed by him with just one sword strike.

At this time, Liang Yan was still floating in the air, and he laughed and said, "Why can't I kill him?"

He casually pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword shot up and slashed towards Yuntong's neck.

In fact, Liang Yan didn't want to take this person's life. He just wanted to put the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword on this woman's neck to kill these people with dignity.

But a voice came from far away: "Keep a man under the sword!"

The voice was as gentle as jade and extremely pleasant to listen to. The voice was still in mid-air, but the person was already approaching. I saw him taking Yuntong back with his right hand.

Yuntong was originally in a state of shock, but now he saw the person clearly and calmed down. Yingying just bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, for helping me!"

The visitor was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance and a humble demeanor. He also had a white jade ring on his right thumb. Seeing Yuntong thanking him, he smiled and said:

"Junior sister, there is no need to be polite. It's just that you are causing trouble in Yungang Sect's medicine garden without permission, but you have lost the etiquette of our Qianyuan Holy Palace. Fortunately, I heard that Senior Yu is open-minded by nature and will never argue with juniors like you. , why don’t you follow me back quickly and receive a punishment from Master!”

After hearing this, Yuntong just smiled slightly and said nothing more, just standing quietly beside the man in white.

Liang Yan couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing what the man in white said. Although there was blame in this person's words, they were mostly words of defense. But as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. This person's attitude is modest. He has already destroyed other people's spiritual weapons, so he can't be aggressive anymore.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands towards the visitor and said, "Don't you know your friend's name?"

The man in white also returned the salute, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he said lightly: "I'm Yu Jingxian, if my fellow Taoist wants to fight, we can have a fight tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man with the sword on his side snorted coldly and said: "You are just an entry-level swordsman who has not learned a few sword skills, so why does senior brother need to take action? Let's see how junior brother can capture this person with one sword tomorrow. Take it out on Junior Sister Yun’s behalf!”

As he spoke, he turned to Liang Yan and said, "Listen up, my name is Yuan Taiji. Thirty moves are enough to deal with a half-hearted swordsman like you!"

Yu Jingxian frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he didn't like that his junior brother was too sharp, but on second thought, it would be a good thing for a sword cultivator in the middle stage of foundation construction to train his junior brother.

"After all, he is from the sword cultivating lineage, and he is born with a strong violent temper. It doesn't matter, let him test the sword with a fellow practitioner. I just hope that he will be more measured in his strikes and not kill this disciple of Yu Xuanji with one sword. That would be difficult to explain.”

Yu Jingxian thought for a moment and felt that he should give a little mention to his junior brother when he returned. He had to save some face for Yu Xuanji at the critical moment.

Liang Yan heard Yuan Taiji's provocative words, but he just laughed and said: "That's alright, then I will reluctantly give you thirty moves tomorrow!"