Chapter Ninety-Three: Fighting in All Directions
Gao Daoren stepped on the Xuanguang, but his face was gloomy, he pointed behind him, and said to Bao Dingheng: "Brother Bao Dao, if you don't make a move, I will leave with these two Taoist friends, I will see how you end up then!"
Bao Dingheng's heart sank, he really wanted Gao Dao people to fight with Zhang Yan first, but at the moment, it seems that Li Yuanba's strength is even better than before, and the three of Gao Dao people alone are afraid that they can't deal with it.
He frowned secretly, and he didn't know where such a person came out of nowhere, so powerful, why had he never heard of it before? ”
Gao Daoren snorted, only looked at him with his eyes, but he refused to make the first move, and it looked like he didn't trust him.
Bao Dingheng was unhappy in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to fight for his will, so he glanced at Fang Xuan.
Fang Yan immediately understood, and immediately pointed downward, and scolded Zhang Yan: "Junior, you dare to say such a big thing! You don't rely on your body as strong as iron to be unscrupulous, and take my sword to try!"
He slapped his waist, and the magic sword hanging there came out of its sheath with a "bang", turning into a streamer of lightning and slashing down.
When this sword arrived in front of Zhang Yan, Fang Qi raised his eyebrows, a sly smile appeared on his face, and he secretly pinched the magic trick. As soon as this magic sword shook, the sword emitted a blue and blue light, and suddenly dispersed, and it turned into two thin green rays and shot towards Zhang Yan's eyes.
Fang Yan thought that this move made Gao Miao, and it was sent out in a very close place, which could always kill Zhang Yan by surprise.
He also knew that even if the Dao monk was blinded by the stabbing of his eyes, if he couldn't penetrate his brain, the other party only needed to run the Xuan Gong, and it would not take a moment to be intact.
But the fight between the monks is the first opportunity, as long as Zhang Yan shows a little flaw, his brother and sister are not without the means to kill demons and demons, and they have their own clever tricks to greet them.
Bao Dingheng saw that Fang Xuan's sword move made it poisonous. He had never seen it before, and his heart couldn't help but rise vigilantly, but at the same time, he was also staring at these two swords tightly, clasping the magic sword in his hand, hoping that if he could perform a blow with one blow, he would also sacrifice a killing move.
Zhang Yan tilted his head slightly, and was about to flash, but he found that these two green rays seemed to have spirituality. It also deflected with the swing of his head, still coming towards his eyes.
At this moment, he could clearly see that these two green rays were actually just two flying shuttles as thin as cicada wings and about two fingers wide, so that they could change and turn freely in the very subtleties, and he didn't know how Fang Que used to cover them up in their original appearance, so that people could only regard them as a flying sword from the outside.
If it is replaced by an ordinary strength monk here, I am afraid that he will suffer a loss immediately.
However, Zhang Yan smiled disdainfully, he snorted coldly, and a Taiyi Xuanguang came out of his mouth. Grinding the aura on these two Bisuo, it was eliminated into two mortal objects in the blink of an eye. After flashing again, it turned into a blank of soot and scattered.
In the air, these people saw a golden light fly out, and between a flash and a shrinkage, the two green rays disappeared, and when they were surprised, Fang Qi felt a pain in his heart, and there was a salty surge in his throat. In order to avoid embarrassment, he hurriedly swallowed back, only a trace still overflowed the corners of his mouth. Hurriedly raised his sleeves to wipe it, looking extremely embarrassed, but he was secretly shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what means Zhang Yan used.
Zhang Yan made a move, and the two golden hammers flew from afar, surrounded by his side, and with a step on his feet, his own clouds rose, and he rose into the sky, heading straight for these people.
Seeing that he was coming fiercely, everyone hurriedly separated, but instead of flying indiscriminately, they each occupied a position and faintly surrounded him in the middle.
Gao Daoren stepped on the Xuanguang, turned his body horizontally, and went out dozens of zhang away, he first glanced at the direction where Bao Dao and Fang He were standing, and then felt a copper seal from his sleeve, raised his hand and sacrificed, and said: "Shock!"
The copper seal flipped in the air, and the word was facing Zhang Yan, and suddenly a loud sound was released, like a golden drum ringing in unison, hammering gongs and cymbals, and a thunderbolt flew out, slashing towards Zhang Yan with great speed.
Zhang Yan saw that he was coming quickly, so he raised the double hammer and met it, only to hear a "click" sound, although he scattered the thunder, but his body also shook.
The high Taoist introduced the magic trick and launched this treasure again and again, and there were thunderbolts on the copper seal one after another.
He shouted in his mouth: "Bao Daoyou, the poor Dao has already made a thunder mark, you can contain this officer for the time being, you must not be soft at this moment, kill him quickly." ”
Bao Dingheng knew that to deal with the powerful monks, it was best to cut off the skull with a sword, but it was extremely difficult to seize the opportunity, but at the moment, they were outnumbered, and the situation still had the upper hand.
At that moment, he didn't hesitate much, took a deep breath, took out the octagonal sword plate and held it in front of him, and urged the whole body of the white tiger true evil light to the extreme, snorted, and pointed at the sword plate.
Inspired by the spiritual opportunity, this magic weapon was like a thunderbolt, trembled violently, and flew out, only a spin, and in an instant, the golden mang's aura burst into the sky, condensing into more than 100 cold qi soaring, Xiao Se's killing qi sword, all the way to break through the flying leaves and branches, and strangled down.
Seeing this, Fang Yu was in high spirits, and hurriedly shouted, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you!"
He also shook the sleeves of his robe, and flew out of an edgeless and angleless ink-colored sword disk, and then he also took a secret breath, attracting the aura in the sea of qi, and then sprayed it three times in succession. In an instant, this sword disc was like being swept by a violent wind, like a spiral spinning, making a buzzing sound, rolling up countless fragments of cyan sword rays.
He raised his hand a little, and a vast drizzle-like sword qi suddenly fell.
Although the two people standing behind Gao Daoren were also a little weaker in cultivation, their vision was not bad, and they also saw the opportunity.
They knew that now was the best time to make a move, the white-robed Taoist opened his eyes suddenly, took a meal, raised his middle two fingers together, and said something in his mouth, and the light on the top flowed down like mercury, gathering his fingertips bit by bit, zuihou turned into a wandering white rainbow, and he pointed forward, and the white rainbow flew out, and it was also going to Zhang Yan's place.
And zuihou alone is a cultivator, he has neither a treasure nor a killer weapon, and he also knows that this moment is the momentum of the siege, this breath must not be discharged, can only be ruthless, bite the tip of the tongue, and spray a mouthful of essence blood towards his own crane's beak-shaped magic weapon, this thing suddenly has a great light, twisting and stopping, as if it wants to fly.
It's just that after using this method, his face was pale for a while, obviously because the essence was too depleted, and he didn't care about doing more, so he took a breath, let go of his hand, and said, "Go!" and threw this magic weapon down.
The four of them launched from all sides, and they all spared no effort.
They thought that under the control of the Gao Dao people, they would not be able to kill this Li Yuanba at once, and under the attack of the four people in turn, the follow-up offensive could also continue, and they could always drag this person to the moment of exhaustion, and at that time, it was the time when this Li Yuanba was defeated.
Although the Strength Dao Monk can use Xuan Gong to recover his own injuries, but thanks to his own essence qi, if the essence is lost too much, once the follow-up is weak, it is not much stronger than the Qi Dao monk at that time, and it can also be killed by ordinary means.
It's just that although they have good ideas, they can't speculate on Zhang Yan with common sense at all.
Seeing that the four sides had their own killing moves, Zhang Yan's eyes burst out with cold light, shouted, shook the sleeves of his robe, and rushed out a big yellow hand from the top door, with five fingers and one hand, and turned into ten zhang in size, like a giant hand supporting the sky, and then dispersed the thunder light sent by the Gao Dao people from the lightning protection seal, and then dialed back and forth in the whistling sound, regardless of where the sword and mangguang rainbow flew from, they were all taken down, and there was no leakage. ...,
The four of them were stunned, where would they have thought that this Li Yuanba would actually use such a move, and they couldn't help but stagnate.
Bao Daoren seemed to think that this Dao technique seemed to have heard of somewhere, frowned and thought for a while, and secretly exclaimed: "Could this be the Qingyu Gate's 'Xuanhuang Dragon Capture Big Hand'?"
The Xuanhuang Dragon Capture Dragon can attack and defend, but it is dispersed by the shock, and as long as there is still the Qi of the Wuji Earth Spirit to fill, there will never be a day of exhaustion.
On that day, the three disciples of Tao Zhenren relied on this method, and they simply blocked the siege of monks who were several times their own, so although this method was not famous before, after the battle for Xianfu on the open sea, this method has been known to the monks of Donghuazhou.
Bao Dingheng suddenly felt a little bad, this Li Yuanba is not only a powerful monk, but also has the means of an airway monk, in the face of his own siege in front of him, he will not fall behind at all, such a person, in the Xuanmen sect, is also a first-class true disciple, if it is placed under an emerging sect such as Qingyumen, it is more likely to be Tao Zhenhong's personal disciple, at this moment into the Qingcun Mountain under the Taihao faction, how can there be no means to protect one's life?
But this Li Yuanba has not used any earth-shattering means, it is obvious that there is still a backhand, with this thought, Bao Dingheng secretly saved his thoughts, collected some strength and came back, no longer rushing and attacking like a suitable talent.
And several other people, including Fang Yan, didn't see it for a while, but after they paused, Zhang Yan took the opportunity to urge Xuanhuang's big hand, stretched out his hand one by one, grabbed it into the air, and turned around in an instant.
Seeing that it was so powerful, the five people in the sky did not dare to resist its front, and they all turned into light and left, and they all withdrew to dodge.
However, Shicai's hair and cultivation were due to a lot of essence and blood spurting out, so that when he dodged at this moment, his body was a beat slower than usual, and he was careless, but he was blown by the palm wind, and he involuntarily fell on the head of the cloud.
Where would Zhang Yan miss this opportunity, Xuanhuang's big hand swept over, slapped it from the air and vomited blood, and then reached out and grabbed this person in his hand.
This person's heart was broken, and he was about to ask for mercy, but before he had time to shout, Zhang Yan's mind was already turning, the five fingers of Xuanhuang's big hand suddenly closed, and the palm of his hand was clenched fiercely, only to hear a tingling sound of squeezing, and the whole person was pinched into a mass of minced meat and rotten scum that did not return to its previous shape.
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