Chapter 902 1 enemy 3
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 902 One Enemy Three
Half a day later, Lin Yan landed on a deserted island tens of miles in size, his expression was indifferent, and there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.
Wang Qingshan participated in the Sword Fighting Conference held by Wanjianmen, and his reputation soared. Lin Yan has naturally seen Wang Qingshan's portrait. Wang Qingshan has the same cultivation level as him. Lin Yan is not afraid of Wang Qingshan. The most important is the earth grade skill, even if he loses, he still has the confidence to retreat completely.
Not long after, Wang Qingshan came after him and stopped over the island. Seeing Lin Yan stop, he was a little surprised, and quickly released his consciousness, and quickly swept across the entire island, but he didn't find the breath of other immortal cultivators.
"Dare to chase the old man, you are not small."
Lin Yan looked indifferent, and said murderously.
"Your Excellency dare to stop, you are not small."
Wang Qingshan's tone was indifferent, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, let's see who is more courageous."
Lin Yan's face turned cold, a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a yellow bronze mirror appeared in his hand. There were some flame patterns on the edge of the bronze mirror.
There was a roar, and countless yellow thunder and fire rushed out of it, flying towards Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan's face remained normal, with a flick of his sleeve, a cyan flying sword flew out and landed on his hand. With a light flick of his wrist, a large piece of cyan sword energy shot out like a peacock spreading its tail, facing the oncoming yellow thunder fire.
Rumble!
The dense cyan sword energy shattered the yellow thunder fire, and the yellow thunder fire turned into a large piece of yellow flame, covering a large area of cyan sword energy. Both of them died together, and a powerful wave of air spread in all directions.
An irresistible gravity emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan's body fell towards the ground uncontrollably.
Lin Yan stood on the ground, his body surface glowed with a dazzling yellow light, the small half of the island turned into a yellow desert, with strong winds, countless yellow gravel flew up and turned into yellow sand knives, striking towards the Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan pinched his sword art, phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared out of thin air around him, and the phantoms quickly solidified, flying around him indefinitely, with sword energy crisscrossing, a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air, whistling loudly, and passed through the void. There was a piercing sound.
As soon as the yellow sand blade was ten feet away from Wang Qingshan, it was shattered by the powerful airflow and disappeared into a large piece of yellow gravel.
The void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated together, and countless yellow lights emerged, turning into a yellow hill, smashing hard at Wang Qingshan.
At the same time, countless yellow thunderfires flew out, turning into a yellow thunder python with a length of more than ten feet, surrounded by thunder light, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan with its teeth and claws.
The sea near the island was violently turbulent, and two huge blue shells surfaced. A young woman in a blue dress in her early thirties and a tall and thin man in a green shirt were standing inside the blue shells. It is indeed a monk of alchemy.
Lin Yan dared to fight with Wang Qingshan, naturally he had something to rely on. Sword cultivators of the same level are almost invincible. This is the consensus in the world of cultivating immortals, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Lin Yan believes that Wang Qingshan is no match for the three of them joining forces.
Lin Yan is at the sixth level of alchemy, and the other two alchemy monks are at the third level of alchemy.
The young woman in the blue skirt sacrificed a crystal clear blue jade shuttle, and the dense blue filaments flew out, flying towards Wang Qingshan. Where the blue filaments passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if The sharp weapon cuts the air in general.
The man in the green shirt held out a blue flag, waved it lightly, and hundreds of giant wind blades the size of door panels flew out.
The young woman in the blue dress flicked her fingers, and a blue light flew out. The man in the green shirt grabbed the right palm towards the void, and the wind was strong. A big blue hand suddenly appeared near the top of Wang Qingshan's head, wrapped in a gust of wind, and quickly photographed it.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, and when he pinched the sword formula, the flying swords around him rang out a clear sword cry, and thousands of cyan flying swords condensed together and turned into a cyan disc several feet in size. , there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, shooting towards all directions,
With a flick of his sleeve, seven cyan flying swords flew out. The light of one of the cyan flying swords was dim, and the seven cyan flying swords merged into one, turning into a cyan rainbow more than ten feet long, and slashed towards the yellow hill.
Rumble!
The yellow hill was shattered by the cyan Changhong, and the dust flew up. Wang Qingshan appeared more than ten feet away, avoiding the big cyan hand. All other attacks were stopped by the dense cyan sword energy, and the roar continued.
An astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan's body, and he stepped forward to make the cyan flying sword phantom appear out of thin air.
Not long after, a cyan tornado with a height of more than twenty feet emerged out of thin air, and swept towards Lin Yan amidst a piercing sound of piercing the air.
The cyan tornado is formed by thousands of cyan flying swords flying rapidly, releasing streams of cyan sword energy from time to time.
The face of the young woman in the blue skirt turned cold, and a magic formula hit the blue jade shuttle, and the light of the blue jade shuttle rose sharply, turning into a blue light and heading straight for the blue tornado.
The cyan flag in the hands of the man in the cyan shirt glowed with a dazzling cyan light, and a huge cyan wind dragon flew out, rushing towards the cyan tornado with its teeth and claws open.
A strong wind blew all over Lin Yan's body, and countless yellow sand and gravel were swept high into the sky by the strong wind, turning into a yellow hill more than ten feet high, and smashed hard towards the blue tornado.
He opened his mouth, spewed out a red-yellow saber, landed on his hand, and slashed towards the void in front of him. There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and dozens of huge yellow sword shadows flew out, weaving into a death net. Cover to the cyan tornado.
There was a roaring sound, the size of the cyan tornado more than doubled, and dense cyan sword energy flew out.
Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and no matter whether it was a spiritual technique or a magic weapon, it couldn't get close to the blue tornado ten feet away.
Lin Yan's eyes flashed sharply, the yellow saber in his hand spun quickly, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air. His whole body was wrapped in yellow gravel, turning into a yellow tornado more than ten feet high, wrapping him inside, and quickly greeted him. To the cyan tornado.
Rumble!
The blue and yellow tornadoes collided, the yellow sword aura and the cyan sword aura collided with each other, and a turbulent air wave quickly spread in all directions, rolling up a large amount of dust,
"Break it for me."
A large red-yellow flame suddenly burst out from the yellow tornado, and the size of the cyan tornado continued to shrink, as if it had merged into the yellow tornado.
"Man and sword are one!"
Wang Qingshan shouted coldly from the blue tornado, and a giant blue sword light flew out, cutting towards the yellow tornado.
Almost at the same time, a gleaming bloody talisman flew out, and when it got close to the cyan sword light, it burst open immediately, and a round of blood-colored flames the size of wheels emerged out of thin air, covering the giant sword light, and the blood-colored flame emitted a An extremely stench of blood.
(End of this chapter)
Half a day later, Lin Yan landed on a deserted island tens of miles in size, his expression was indifferent, and there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.
Wang Qingshan participated in the Sword Fighting Conference held by Wanjianmen, and his reputation soared. Lin Yan has naturally seen Wang Qingshan's portrait. Wang Qingshan has the same cultivation level as him. Lin Yan is not afraid of Wang Qingshan. The most important is the earth grade skill, even if he loses, he still has the confidence to retreat completely.
Not long after, Wang Qingshan came after him and stopped over the island. Seeing Lin Yan stop, he was a little surprised, and quickly released his consciousness, and quickly swept across the entire island, but he didn't find the breath of other immortal cultivators.
"Dare to chase the old man, you are not small."
Lin Yan looked indifferent, and said murderously.
"Your Excellency dare to stop, you are not small."
Wang Qingshan's tone was indifferent, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, let's see who is more courageous."
Lin Yan's face turned cold, a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a yellow bronze mirror appeared in his hand. There were some flame patterns on the edge of the bronze mirror.
There was a roar, and countless yellow thunder and fire rushed out of it, flying towards Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan's face remained normal, with a flick of his sleeve, a cyan flying sword flew out and landed on his hand. With a light flick of his wrist, a large piece of cyan sword energy shot out like a peacock spreading its tail, facing the oncoming yellow thunder fire.
Rumble!
The dense cyan sword energy shattered the yellow thunder fire, and the yellow thunder fire turned into a large piece of yellow flame, covering a large area of cyan sword energy. Both of them died together, and a powerful wave of air spread in all directions.
An irresistible gravity emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan's body fell towards the ground uncontrollably.
Lin Yan stood on the ground, his body surface glowed with a dazzling yellow light, the small half of the island turned into a yellow desert, with strong winds, countless yellow gravel flew up and turned into yellow sand knives, striking towards the Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan pinched his sword art, phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared out of thin air around him, and the phantoms quickly solidified, flying around him indefinitely, with sword energy crisscrossing, a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air, whistling loudly, and passed through the void. There was a piercing sound.
As soon as the yellow sand blade was ten feet away from Wang Qingshan, it was shattered by the powerful airflow and disappeared into a large piece of yellow gravel.
The void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated together, and countless yellow lights emerged, turning into a yellow hill, smashing hard at Wang Qingshan.
At the same time, countless yellow thunderfires flew out, turning into a yellow thunder python with a length of more than ten feet, surrounded by thunder light, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan with its teeth and claws.
The sea near the island was violently turbulent, and two huge blue shells surfaced. A young woman in a blue dress in her early thirties and a tall and thin man in a green shirt were standing inside the blue shells. It is indeed a monk of alchemy.
Lin Yan dared to fight with Wang Qingshan, naturally he had something to rely on. Sword cultivators of the same level are almost invincible. This is the consensus in the world of cultivating immortals, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Lin Yan believes that Wang Qingshan is no match for the three of them joining forces.
Lin Yan is at the sixth level of alchemy, and the other two alchemy monks are at the third level of alchemy.
The young woman in the blue skirt sacrificed a crystal clear blue jade shuttle, and the dense blue filaments flew out, flying towards Wang Qingshan. Where the blue filaments passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if The sharp weapon cuts the air in general.
The man in the green shirt held out a blue flag, waved it lightly, and hundreds of giant wind blades the size of door panels flew out.
The young woman in the blue dress flicked her fingers, and a blue light flew out. The man in the green shirt grabbed the right palm towards the void, and the wind was strong. A big blue hand suddenly appeared near the top of Wang Qingshan's head, wrapped in a gust of wind, and quickly photographed it.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, and when he pinched the sword formula, the flying swords around him rang out a clear sword cry, and thousands of cyan flying swords condensed together and turned into a cyan disc several feet in size. , there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, shooting towards all directions,
With a flick of his sleeve, seven cyan flying swords flew out. The light of one of the cyan flying swords was dim, and the seven cyan flying swords merged into one, turning into a cyan rainbow more than ten feet long, and slashed towards the yellow hill.
Rumble!
The yellow hill was shattered by the cyan Changhong, and the dust flew up. Wang Qingshan appeared more than ten feet away, avoiding the big cyan hand. All other attacks were stopped by the dense cyan sword energy, and the roar continued.
An astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan's body, and he stepped forward to make the cyan flying sword phantom appear out of thin air.
Not long after, a cyan tornado with a height of more than twenty feet emerged out of thin air, and swept towards Lin Yan amidst a piercing sound of piercing the air.
The cyan tornado is formed by thousands of cyan flying swords flying rapidly, releasing streams of cyan sword energy from time to time.
The face of the young woman in the blue skirt turned cold, and a magic formula hit the blue jade shuttle, and the light of the blue jade shuttle rose sharply, turning into a blue light and heading straight for the blue tornado.
The cyan flag in the hands of the man in the cyan shirt glowed with a dazzling cyan light, and a huge cyan wind dragon flew out, rushing towards the cyan tornado with its teeth and claws open.
A strong wind blew all over Lin Yan's body, and countless yellow sand and gravel were swept high into the sky by the strong wind, turning into a yellow hill more than ten feet high, and smashed hard towards the blue tornado.
He opened his mouth, spewed out a red-yellow saber, landed on his hand, and slashed towards the void in front of him. There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and dozens of huge yellow sword shadows flew out, weaving into a death net. Cover to the cyan tornado.
There was a roaring sound, the size of the cyan tornado more than doubled, and dense cyan sword energy flew out.
Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and no matter whether it was a spiritual technique or a magic weapon, it couldn't get close to the blue tornado ten feet away.
Lin Yan's eyes flashed sharply, the yellow saber in his hand spun quickly, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air. His whole body was wrapped in yellow gravel, turning into a yellow tornado more than ten feet high, wrapping him inside, and quickly greeted him. To the cyan tornado.
Rumble!
The blue and yellow tornadoes collided, the yellow sword aura and the cyan sword aura collided with each other, and a turbulent air wave quickly spread in all directions, rolling up a large amount of dust,
"Break it for me."
A large red-yellow flame suddenly burst out from the yellow tornado, and the size of the cyan tornado continued to shrink, as if it had merged into the yellow tornado.
"Man and sword are one!"
Wang Qingshan shouted coldly from the blue tornado, and a giant blue sword light flew out, cutting towards the yellow tornado.
Almost at the same time, a gleaming bloody talisman flew out, and when it got close to the cyan sword light, it burst open immediately, and a round of blood-colored flames the size of wheels emerged out of thin air, covering the giant sword light, and the blood-colored flame emitted a An extremely stench of blood.
(End of this chapter)
