Chapter 592: Yellow Sand Dragon

Although Gong Yuantai was somewhat surprised by Li Yan's current cultivation, he could accept it when he thought of the rich and coveted cultivation resources of Xiaozhu Peak.

Now, those who knew Li Yan's past in the Wuliang Sect all thought that Li Yan's cultivation was related to his unique physique. Those who didn't know, of course, wouldn't know that Li Yan had cultivated to the foundation-building stage with mixed spiritual roots.

Wei Chongran sent him a message. After learning that Li Yan was going to take over as the captain, Gong Yuantai was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't dare to show even the slightest dissatisfaction.

What kind of person is Wei Chongran? Even if he was killed, the Wuliang Sect wouldn't say a word.

However, Gong Yuantai was also happy in his heart. If Li Yan lost to the opponent later and he could win, he would have no face to stay here. In that case, he would have hope to take over as the captain.

However, among the people on the opposite side, the one who made him most afraid was the girl in the light blue tight palace dress in the field. Gong Yuantai was not completely sure that he could defeat the opponent.

"Okay, are you going to fight or not? The people have been decided. Who will go down first?"

Wang Ning was annoyed by the noise of discussion around him. He spoke again in a cold voice. Suddenly, the field seemed to be covered with frost, and the surroundings became quiet in an instant.

Obviously, Gong Yuantai himself would not be the first to go up. At this time, he had to be behind Li Yan no matter what. At the same time, he also glanced at the people beside him.

Whether those people were disciples of the Wuliang Sect or monks under the Wuliang Sect, they had fought side by side with blood and blood. They had a tacit understanding with each other and understood Gong Yuantai's meaning in an instant.

Besides, they didn't want to put anyone on top to be the captain. Before seeing Li Yan's ability, they were also dissatisfied.

After Wang Ning finished asking, they didn't rush forward like before, but set their eyes on Li Yan in front of them.

Such a strange scene suddenly appeared in the field. Li Yan thought about it for a while. With his agility and carefulness, he quickly understood the meaning of both parties.

He suddenly chuckled, "In that case, I'll go first."

Hearing Li Yan's words, Gong Yuantai and the others were just happy, and all of them smiled, as if they were concerned about Li Yan.

On the other side, except for Bro, the others all had a playful look in their eyes. Everyone knew that Li Yan did not suppress the people here, and even the old members of the Qing 16th team were watching the show.

At the courtyard wall in the distance, those who were watching the excitement were not afraid of trouble. Among them, the disciples of the Wuliang Sect basically knew that there was a person like Li Yan in Xiaozhu Peak, but few people saw him take action.

When the sect competed, Li Yan was only in the Condensation Stage. From today's perspective, the fight at that time was like a child playing house, and they were also quite curious about Li Yan's current strength.

Everyone focused their eyes on Li Yan. After carefully observing Li Yan's expression, some people's hearts changed. Li

Yan looked very calm, so calm that his aura did not fluctuate at all, giving people a feeling of being unpredictable.

After Bro looked around, he had been thinking for a long time. "I can't fight him later. His methods are definitely more brutal than before!" Bro finally made a decision.

He clearly remembered that Xu Yehua and Monk Yiming, who had cultivated to the "Little Vajra Body", died and were injured in the hands of this man, and he almost died in front of the two.

But what he didn't know was that Monk Yiming finally died in the hands of Li Yan in the pavilion of Huoyan Palace, otherwise he would have given up the idea of ​​fighting with Li Yan.

At this time, in the center of the courtyard, the two groups of monks retreated some distance to the back, leaving Li Yan and Wang Ning with a space of forty or fifty feet.

When Gong Yuantai and the others retreated, Gong Yuantai did not forget to remind Li Yan.

"Brother Li, be careful, this girl should be quite tricky, don't be reckless!"

Li Yan smiled at him and did not answer.

Li Yan's expression made the people around Gong Yuantai a little dissatisfied. When someone challenged the authority of the Wuliang Sect, they would stand together, but the monks were no exception to the closeness and distance.

During the retreat, some of the monks of the Wuliang Sect sneered softly, while others mocked in a low voice.

"It seems that Brother Gong, your concern is not appreciated!"

"Of course, no matter how bloody the battles are in the front, we are still members now. He is still a member of the team. He came here to be the captain."

"You are right. Since the war started, I haven't seen this brother in Fengliang Mountain. Now this is..."

Although they are not dead, they are also people who have been on the verge of life and death many times. Although they are afraid of Wei Chongran, they feel depressed when they think that they are fighting so hard, but they don't have the convenience of Li Yan's good master.

After Li Yan came, he got the most rewards after each battle in the future. Some dangerous tasks were not for them to charge forward, while they hid behind and shouted.

Those who said these words were all monks from the Wuliang Sect who had a good relationship with Gong Yuantai, while those monks who were recruited by the Wuliang Sect looked at each other with different expressions.

Some were gloating, some were expressionless, and some were thoughtful, and so on.

Gong Yuantai narrowed his eyes and did not respond, but just stared at the center of the venue.

"Hehe, it seems that not only do we think that the position of captain of each team needs to be occupied by capable people, but even your fellow disciples think so!"

Just now, the Wuliang Sect

Although the monks were whispering, with the monks' ears, the people beside the courtyard wall could hear clearly, and they knew in their hearts that these words were obviously meant for Li Yan to hear.

After Wang Ning, who was about to take action, heard this, she also chuckled at Li Yan and did not respond.

"Oh, that's how it should be. Li just came here when he was destined. It's normal for some people to dislike it. Fellow Daoist Wang, please!"

There was no anger on Li Yan's face, he just raised his hand to Wang Ning.

Since the master asked him to deal with them quickly, he had no choice but to obey.

From the last time Wei Zhongran placed restrictions on King Hu Xiao and the others, Li Yan could tell that Wei Zhongran was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface. He concealed everything, which still made Wei Zhongran a little depressed.

Wang Ning was also decisive, with a solemn look on her face again. She turned her snow-white wrist and drew forward with her hand, and immediately drew a rainbow in front of her from bottom to top.

At the same time, a sword mark extended from between her feet to the ground forward, and the sword energy stirred up gravel and flew into the air.

Pi Lian moved between Li Yan's legs. If he was hit, Li Yan would be split in half from bottom to top in an instant. The girl with a graceful figure was extremely cruel in her attack.

"Outer Sword Lineage!"

Li Yan could tell at a glance that Wang Ning's martial arts followed a fierce path, the Shuishui Sect, but Li Yan knew that this sect was one of the top sects among the sects under the jurisdiction of Shibuyuan.

It is also a one-sword cultivating sect. Lishuimen is different from Shibuyuan. Its main skills are all along the inner sword. Most of its disciples are water spirit root monks. They are good at using softness to overcome hardness and are very strong in wandering and fighting skills.

However, the girl in front of him obviously deviated from the main skills of Lushuimen, but she was using the outer sword to be strong and powerful. Li Yan didn't know that Lushuimen had such powerful and powerful skills, and he was slightly stunned.

There is no sword case behind Wang Ning, but it is easy to confuse others.

As soon as Li Yan thought about it, the person had disappeared from where he was. In an instant, he was on the left side of Pi Lian. He raised his hand and performed an extremely proficient low-level magic called "Quicksand Technique".

Li Yan has no intermediate or high-level immortal arts, but his various basic spells have reached the level of proficiency through repeated practice year after year. Even ordinary Jindan monks may not have the same level of attainments as Li Yan in low-level immortal arts. The language is understood thoroughly.

The "Quicksand Technique", which was often used to trap people and horses on the ground, had already been cut horizontally from the side of the horse when Li Yan fired it, and a tumbling vortex of a twister like yellow sand appeared in the air.

The two sides were very close to each other, and the sword energy and spells collided in an instant. The yellow sand twisting dragon became even thicker, and the next moment Ruhong Pi Lian was entangled in it.

I could only hear the continuous sound of "ding, ding, ding..." in the rolling sand, and the blades drawn by the long sword collided with large grains of sand.

The sound continued, and when they touched each other, they actually made a metallic sound.

Li Yan was stunned when his spiritual power came into contact. The sword energy from Wang Ning was very sharp. Even with the strength of Li Yan's spiritual power, he had to use 50% of his mana to catch the opponent's sword.

And Wang Ning must have not tried his best. According to Li Yan's experience in practicing the Guishui Scripture, the magic power he cultivated is about 30% higher than that of the same level.

"It's no wonder that this woman has taken a fierce path. Her spiritual power is also much stronger than that of monks of the same level. It should be that her qualifications and the skills she has learned are particularly suitable. With such innate conditions, the external sword is really suitable."

Li Yan was a little surprised, and Wang Ning in the distance was even more surprised. The sword she just seemed to swing easily had actually used about 70% of her magic power.

She wanted to defeat Li Yan with one blow, leaving 30% of her strength behind, allowing her to control the sword energy more easily, so even if Li Yan couldn't take it, she was absolutely sure that Li Yan wouldn't be too seriously injured.

However, under the contact of spiritual energy between the two parties, Wang Ning did not get any advantage, and the other party also looked extremely relaxed.

"He has just been promoted to False Pill, and his magic power is so strong. The skills he practices must be some kind of intermediate or even advanced skills, otherwise he would not have such power. The four major sects are really rich in cultivation resources."

A thought flashed through Wang Ning's mind, and she immediately stopped being scornful. After missing the hit, her figure did not move, and she still stood tall and graceful, with her eyebrows lightly frowning.

The blue light of the long sword in his hand shone, and the aura on his body suddenly became fierce. A mountain of swords was drawn in front of him, and the shadows of the swords were heavy, and they crisscrossed and moved forward in an irregular manner.

Wang Ning squeezed Liao with one hand, and continued to wave forward with the other jade hand. As if they were endless, they slashed towards Li Yangai in the air.

Li Yan chuckled lightly and stood still, neither retreating nor avoiding. With the fingers of his hands flicking, yellow sand augers of various sizes rolled out, thicker and larger than each sword energy. , a wider range.

After the yellow gauze twister faced forward, it twisted the horses one after another, making it impossible for them to escape.

The entire courtyard was constantly trembling under this attack. Even the two groups of people who had already retreated tens of feet had to retreat again. Some people even started to rise into the air to avoid the overflow in the courtyard. The sword energy and the strangling power of the yellow sand.

If Li Yan and Wang Ning hadn't deliberately controlled it, this courtyard would have been turned into ruins the moment they took action.

There were many people watching the battle with good eyesight.

"This fellow Taoist Xiaozhufeng can control his spiritual power freely. He does not appear to have just entered the fake elixir realm. Moreover, his spiritual power is abundant. He is even better than fellow Taoist Wang." Someone looked at him with a strange look in his eyes. The field murmured.