Chapter 696 Death by One’s Own Hands

In just a moment, seventeen more monks appeared in the clearing in the forest.

These seventeen people surrounded Liang Yan, looking like fierce tigers hunting them. Some of them even talked to each other and pointed at him with a teasing look on their faces.

Needless to say, these people have regarded Liang Yan as a turtle in a urn, and they can eat the fish on the chopping board while talking and laughing.

After all, no matter how powerful you are, you can't possibly fight against seventeen fellow monks at the same time!

Liang Yan was standing in the middle of the open space with his hands behind his hands, watching these people coldly.

Most of the monks who came on stage had the attitude of fishing in troubled waters and wanted to win a victory in the first round of competition. Some of them with low cultivation level are only in the early stages of foundation building, and they also want to take advantage of the large number of people to get a share of the pie.

On the contrary, Li Tianlong, the disciple of the Tiangang Sect who was the first to challenge, frowned slightly at this time, as if he disdained being associated with these people.

After he pondered for a moment, he suddenly raised his fist towards Liang Yan and said, "Li doesn't want to take advantage of others! I will retreat from this fight for the time being. I hope there will be another chance to fight in the future!"

After Li Tianlong finished speaking, he actually turned around and walked out of the open space and returned to his seat.

"Hmph, this person is quite interesting."

Liang Yan snorted softly in his heart and turned to look at the remaining sixteen monks.

Under heavy siege at this moment, his expression did not change at all. Instead, he glanced at everyone with a smile on his face.

"Everyone wants to get some benefits from me, Zhang Daniu, but I wonder if I will still be able to leave the scene later?"

"Hmph, don't use your words! You are overestimating your capabilities and trying to challenge the comrades of various sects in Nanchui. Today's battle will definitely destroy your reputation!" A middle-aged man with sallow skin was the first to shout angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, another short old man wearing a felt hat chuckled and said: "Not only has his reputation been ruined, but so many fellow Taoist spells have been lost, I am afraid that one mistake will leave Fellow Daoist Zhang here forever. After all, Magical powers and spells don’t have eyes. With so many of us, it’s hard to guarantee that one of us will miss!”

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense to him, just do it!"

A red-faced man shouted angrily and stepped forward first. He pushed forward with both hands, and immediately a fire demon appeared behind him.

The fire demon bared its teeth and claws, holding two giant flaming axes, and rushed towards Liang Yan together with the red-faced man.

This person is Xue Shaoping of the Red Demon Sect. The Red Demon Sect is a demonic sect in the Wu Kingdom. The martial arts and swords in the sect are deviated. The monks in the sect all confine the fire demon in their bodies, and only use it when they encounter a fight. release.

Although this method has greatly improved the combat power of the monks of the Red Demon Sect, their character has been unknowingly affected by being with the Fire Demon all year round, and they have become surly and moody. When monks from other sects saw them, they often stayed away.

"Fellow Taoists from the Scarlet Demon Sect are indeed impatient!" The few people watching the battle had no intention of stepping forward to help. Instead, they commented with a smile from behind.

Xue Shaoping was now in front of Liang Yan. Demonic patterns appeared on his arms, hitting him in the chest with a cold killing intent.

At the same time, a huge flaming ax also fell from the sky, seeming to chop him into two pieces.

However, Liang Yan was not in a hurry. The blue spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly. He used the "circle turning method" to separate Xue Shaoping and his fire demon on both sides. Then his whole body turned and disappeared. .

Xue Shaoping panicked. He didn't know what happened. In short, the spiritual power in his body was stirred up and he rushed forward uncontrollably.

And his own fire demon is right across the street!

The huge flaming ax fell from the sky and struck Xue Shaoping on the forehead, instantly cutting the Scarlet Demon Sect monk in half!

Two parts of his body were burned by the demonic fire, and he groaned in pain. He ran desperately for a long distance in two different directions, and finally fell to the ground and was burned to ashes by his own demonic fire.

The fifteen monks who were originally watching the excitement all gasped at this moment.

one move!

With just one move, the dark-skinned young man in front of him, who seemed honest and simple, killed the ghost of the Scarlet Demon Sect!

Moreover, Xue Shaoping died under his own magical power. Except for a few of the fifteen monks present, most of them had not yet understood what was going on!

Everyone looked at each other in shock. Even the disciples of the Red Demon Sect sitting outside the venue were so shocked that they couldn't close their jaws at this moment.

You must know that they have been with the fire demon all their lives, and the fire demon is the means they rely on most. They have thought of thousands of ways to die, but none of them is to die under their own fire demon!

And like Xue Shaoping's death method, even if the elders of the Red Demon Sect want to stand up for him, they can easily expose it by saying, "This person was not good at learning and died under his own magical power. He cannot blame others."

"This guy is very clever. The magical power he just wielded is probably not inferior to the true inheritance of the five great sects. Do you fellow Taoists see where he comes from?"

Zuoqiu Mingzhu was still sitting in the main seat with a smile on his face, but secretly he began to discuss with the monks of the five great sects.

At this time, naturally no one would think that he was just a small worshiper of the Huxin Sect.

This person must have a great background! Maybe he is a close disciple of some senior Jin Dan!

It's a pity that Liang Yan's "Undetermined Mind Technique" was created by Kuchiki in his later years. He used what he learned throughout his life to find a new way. This set of techniques is completely different from his previous magical powers.

A few years after he taught this method to Liang Yan, he practiced it on the top of Cangmu Peak. The "Undetermined Mind Method" can be regarded as a single lineage in Liang Yan's generation.

Therefore, everyone present, even the monks who knew Kuchiki Sheng, could not figure out the origin of Liang Yan's magical powers.

"The skills learned by this person are of a high level, but Wan has never seen him before. Maybe he is a disciple of some casual cultivator of Jindan?" Wan Yutang from Piaomiao Valley said lightly.

"Hmph, it's just a small skill. Although these techniques have some wonderful effects, they are by no means a match for our orthodox Taoist techniques."

The person who answered the call was a blue-robed Taoist nun from the Qianyuan Holy Palace, who had heard about it.

After hearing this, everyone present smiled slightly. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that the Qianyuan Holy Palace had always regarded itself as the orthodox Taoist sect, and even the Yungang Sect, which belonged to the Taoist sect, looked down upon them. As for these casual cultivators of golden elixirs, it was even less so. into their eyes.

However, Dongfang Xun from Huangjue Palace didn't buy it. He shook his head and said lightly: "My Taoist friend, this is wrong. Our human race has thousands of martial arts, and each of the three thousand avenues has its own strengths. The strength of our magical powers can only be determined by fighting." Knowing that, how can winning or losing be determined by just saying 'Taoist orthodoxy'?"

The Juyuan Realm monks from the five major sects all expressed their opinions, but no one could make a rough guess about Liang Yan's identity.

Only Yan Xinyu frowned slightly, seeming to be slightly confused, but in the end she shook her head and denied her suspicion.