Chapter 807 Bamboo Leaf Sword

These six strange bamboo men, who were attacking Liang Yan with a violent attack just a moment ago, stopped in place at this moment, as if they were just ordinary bamboos.

Although Liang Yan was able to breathe a little, his eyes were still staring straight ahead, not daring to relax at all.

He had a vague guess in his mind that these six bamboo men should be controlled by the man playing the flute in the forest. This person could clearly let the bamboo man pursue the victory just now, but for some reason he stopped again.

Just when he was confused, a figure slowly walked out from the depths of the bamboo forest.

This man looks to be over forty years old, with a Chinese character face, a black mole at the corner of his mouth, long-sleeved green clothes, and mango shoes. He is holding a green jade bamboo stick and tapping it rhythmically on the ground.

He is obviously dressed as a scholar in a chic and uninhibited way, but it gives people a domineering and reserved feeling, as deep as a mountain.

Liang Yan was slightly startled. This man was walking towards him now, but he couldn't detect the slightest bit of his breath, as if there was no one in front of him.

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is that this person has achieved the Golden Elixir!

Liang Yan's pupils shrank, he cupped his hands towards the person in front of him and said, "I'm running for my life here. I accidentally disturbed my senior. Please forgive me."

After hearing this, the man waved his hand and asked expressionlessly: "Where did you learn the sword technique you just used?"

Liang Yan was slightly stunned. The "Three Jue Thunder Sword" was created by him based on his three swordsmanships: "Flying Thunder God Sword Technique", "Xiao Sancai Sword Technique" and "Wuxian Sword Sutra".

Among them, the Flying Thunder God Sword Technique is the foundation of this move, and then the transformation method of Xiao Sancai Sword Technique is taken, and finally integrated into the sword moves of the Wuxiang Sword Sutra.

The middle-aged man asked him where he learned it, and he could only answer bravely: "I am not very talented, this sword move is my own creation."

"Homemade?"

The man laughed and said: "Can you create this kind of sword move yourself? You are so dishonest! Forget it, let me test your skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve with his right hand, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the bamboo forest. Countless bamboo leaves fell down, forming a long green sword in mid-air.

Although this bamboo leaf sword looked ordinary, without even a hint of murderous intent, how could Liang Yan dare to take it lightly?

Without saying a word, he pinched the sword secret directly, and the Mayfly Sword was sacrificed from the dantian. In just a moment, it turned into a long blue river in mid-air.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Gang in mid-air with an expression of astonishment on his face. He seemed to be stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

"Jian Gang! You actually cultivated Jian Gang? Hahaha, you, a boy from Juyuan Realm, actually cultivated Jian Gang!"

The excitement on his face seemed to be more than the surprise, and he looked scorchingly at the long blue river in mid-air.

"Not bad! Not bad! Let me give it a try!"

As the man spoke, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the bamboo leaf sword suddenly rushed into the air and faced Liang Yan's Mayfly Sword Gang.

Liang Yan was slightly startled. His mayfly sword was made from the wood left by the Qing Emperor. Although he was not skilled enough to exert its full power, it could not be blocked by just a few bamboo leaves.

"This man is so trusting, I must take this opportunity to give him a hard blow!"

Liang Yan thought of this, and although he was calm on the surface, he secretly activated the Mayfly Sword Gang to the extreme, and the spiritual power of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism in his body began to circulate like boiling water.

The Mayfly Sword rushed down and soon struck a chord with the Bamboo Leaf Sword. The two swords intersected without making any sound, and the bamboo leaf sword actually penetrated directly into Liang Yan's mayfly sword!

"How can it be?!"

Liang Yan was startled, and blue light flowed in his eyes. He saw that in the long blue river, the bamboo leaf sword had been torn into pieces, but the scattered bamboo leaves were not broken into pieces. Instead, they were like sharp blades, stabbing at him one by one. The weakest point in Jian Gang.

"Hahaha, he is strong but not nimble enough. He only strives to be strong and ruthless, but he has lost the agility of the wood-type swordsmanship."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be too interested in this fighting technique. At the moment, he was clasping his hands behind his back and commenting on the sword fighting above, as if he was watching a show.

As his words fell to the ground, the majestic blue river in mid-air suddenly erupted with a green halo from within. Then the entire long river collapsed and turned into little streams of light falling in the mid-air.

"What?!"

Liang Yan murmured, as if he still couldn't believe it. Since he mastered the Mayfly Sword Gang, it can be said that it has been invincible, and no monk of the same level can stop his sword.

However, at this moment, the opponent only relied on a few ordinary bamboo leaves to break his sword. It was simply unbelievable!

The middle-aged man's face was as calm as usual. He waved his left sleeve gently, and the bamboo leaves flew up one after another, forming a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram in mid-air.

This Tai Chi yin and yang diagram composed of bamboo leaves slowly rotated, and infinite sword intent emitted, sweeping almost the entire bamboo forest.

Liang Yan was in the middle of it, as if he was under a mountain of swords. If he made the slightest move, he would be chopped to pieces in the next moment.

Faced with such a fierce force, it was extremely difficult to even move a step, let alone fight back with a sword.

One hundred feet, ten feet. Three feet

The Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram composed of bamboo leaves finally reached the top of Liang Yan's head. At this time, his breathing was rapid and his face was pale. His eyes were fixed on the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram above his head, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew in the field, and the Tai Chi yin and yang diagram disappeared instantly. Countless bamboo leaves fell from the air and fell all over Liang Yan.

Liang Yan walked away from the gate of hell and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but he still had doubts in his heart. He didn't know why the other party gave up his magical power at the last moment.

He looked forward and saw the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, and a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Boy, how about this bamboo leaf sword from Gu?"

Liang Yan took a deep breath, then clasped his fists and replied, "It's really the only one I've seen in my life!"

He did not mean to deliberately compliment him. If he ranked all the Jindan monks he had seen from the time he entered cultivation to the present in order of strength, then where would the first sect leader Shan who recommended Yungang Sect be?

Next are his masters Yu Xuanji, Yixing Pavilion Kuchiki Sheng, and Baiyun Lao Dao. They are enough to rank among the first-class Jindan monks.

Further down, there are people like Dongguo Taoist and Witch Wuxin. Although they are not the top in the Jindan realm, they are enough to suppress most Jindan monks.

The pressure brought by the monk in green clothes and bamboo sword in front of him has far exceeded that of Dongguo Taoist and his ilk. I am afraid that only Shan Hezai I met in Sanxing Cave can compare with it.

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