"I don't want to take action at first. I just want to let the prince enter the manor to avoid a unnecessary fight."
Zen Master Kumu said sanctimoniously.
It seemed that he was accusing Zhao Yan of having to resist, which was unnecessary.
With this attitude, it was obvious that these two groups were determined to capture Zhao Yan.
"The Zen master seems to have become the King of Ding..."
Zhao Yan felt a little strange about this. No matter how strong a monk is, he will not be so confident when facing a celestial realm.
In response, Fuchenzi smiled proudly:
"Your Majesty should not have let Liu Fenyu go in the first place. He has already reported the truth that you are a Confucian sect celestial being."
"If we hadn't known this, we wouldn't have dared to design it here."
Zen Master Kumu continued:
"My lord, you only need to take this poison and come back with me. The two girls will be safe."
"Ha ha…"
Zhao Yan suddenly laughed.
He already understood all the other party's plans.
If you don't find a flaw, then you can poison yourself in the tea and make yourself succumb.
In addition to martial arts, Tianlong Temple is most famous for its poison-making technique.
Since Dali is located in the southern border of the Kyushu Continent, most of the royal family intermarry with the Miao and Yi people, so the voodoo technique combined with the "Hundred Meridians" is more powerful than the original voodoo technique.
If they see a flaw and are unwilling to enter the bank, they are also prepared to use force to force it.
To do this, you need a very critical occult technique.
Although the great celestial beings of the Confucian sect have always been invincible in their rhetoric, what they are most afraid of is encountering masters of the Zhixuan realm who have mastered the art of "forbidden words".
Once the mouth is sealed, the "words are followed by the law" loses its effectiveness.
The mutual development and restraint of the transcendent realm is extremely wonderful.
"It seems that this Taoist priest who is supporting me has actually advanced to the Zhixuan realm through the art of silence?"
Zhao Yan's expression was filled with ridicule and ridicule.
There are thousands of occult arts, but everyone wants to understand the most subtle techniques. Unfortunately, most people can often understand ordinary techniques.
Although the silence technique can restrain the great celestial phenomena of Confucianism, it is the most inferior technique.
Very few people are willing to use this as a guide to advance to the Zhixuan realm.
Sure enough, Fu Chenzi's face turned livid instantly after hearing Zhao Yan's taunt.
The gag spell was a taboo he didn't want to mention.
But although his qualifications are good, his understanding is mediocre. If he doesn't use this as a guide, it will be extremely difficult to understand the secret technique again.
People with extremely high understanding can give up, but he can't...
Fortunately, the forbidden speech technique to restrain the Confucian celestial phenomena is not without merit.
"Hehe, my lord, please enjoy yourself now, but you will suffer a lot later."
"Our Yunmen Flying Sword Technique combined with the Sun Shooting Sword Formation is extremely powerful. An ordinary Vajra Realm can't sustain ten moves under the sword formation. With the physique of the Prince's Confucian Celestial Xiang, I'm afraid it can only take five moves at most."
Fuchenzi sneered sadly.
After Zhao Yan understood the other party's plan, he didn't intend to say any more.
He looked at Zen Master Kumu.
"The Dian Cang Sect has set up a sword formation. Does Tianlong Temple have any backup plans? Let's do it together so that I don't waste my energy."
This confident attitude made the monks and Taoists suddenly feel a little uneasy.
Zen Master Kumu's long white eyebrows swayed slightly, and he finally said: "Forget it, Six Meridians Swordsman, surround the formation."
"yes!"
Twelve monks in different colors were paired up in pairs, and another circle was added behind Dian Cang Qijian.
The basis of the Six Meridians Divine Sword is the third level of One Yang Finger.
The Yiyang Finger is divided into nine levels. There are only a handful of masters in Tianlong Temple who can cultivate from the ninth level to the third level.
What's more, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is extremely difficult to practice. Even if you have the Yiyang Finger of the third level, few people can master the Six Meridians Sword.
So Zen Master Kurong, a generation of eminent monks from Tianlong Temple, came up with another way.
Combining the strength of two people to practice one of the swords, although the power is slightly less, at least the threshold of practice has been lowered to the west level of Yiyang Zhixi.
But even so, there are only a few monks who can master a sword.
The Six Meridian Swordsman monks led by Zen Master Kumu this time are already the best in Tianlong Temple.
Every time two people practice a sword together, its power is already 80%25 of that of the Wu Fu Vajra Realm.
Zhao Yan looked around with a playful expression.
"That's it?"
He flipped his wrist and brought up a strong wind, lifting Ming Yan and Li Mochou out to surround them.
"Your Majesty!"
Li Mochou looked worried and anxious.
She was not strong enough and knew that she could not help. Seeing Zhao Yan fighting against so many masters alone, Fang felt endless worry in her heart.
"Miss Li, don't worry, it's just a bedbug that can't hurt my prince."
Ming Yan had a relaxed look on her face and spoke words of comfort.
"But…"
"It's nothing to worry about. Everyone in the world underestimates the prince's strength."
It's a pity that no one heard the conversation between the two, otherwise they would be more vigilant in their hearts.
"Speechless spell!"
The war was about to break out, and Fu Chenzi hurriedly activated his secret technique.
As he roared, invisible energy centered on him and spread out rapidly in ripples, wrapping Zhao Yan in it in just an instant.
"Your Majesty, this poor monk has been offended!"
Zen Master Kumu stopped being polite and shot like lightning. With his two fingers together, a green arrow of light shot towards Zhao Yan like lightning.
"Sun-shooting Divine Sword, come out!"
At the same time, Dian Cang Qijian also raised the black sword at his waist and quickly stabbed Zhao Yan in the center of the formation.
The situation became extremely dangerous in an instant, and few people in the world dared to claim that they could withstand such an attack and remain unscathed.
The same goes for Zhao Yan. Although he is in the Donkey Kong state, there is no need for him to carry it hard, otherwise another set of clothes will be destroyed.
He tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out. He could only shake his head speechlessly, and then his figure became elusive in the surrounding circle like a dream.
The seven black swords were spinning aimlessly in the air, unable to find their target.
The Six Meridian Swordsman didn't even know where to attack.
Zhao Yan's speed was so fast that they couldn't see his position clearly.
Only Zen Master Kumu could barely see clearly, but without the containment and attack of the Seven Swords and the Six Monks, it was really difficult for him to catch Zhao Yan's trajectory with his Great Vajra Realm.
The seemingly dangerous situation was destined to be difficult to achieve success from the beginning.
As Zhao Yan moved around, his right hand slowly rose to his waist, covering the void.
When his wrist was finalized, the illusory figure suddenly stopped in the center of the sword array.
"over there!"
Fuchenzi roared loudly.
After the silence spell is activated, only he can speak within a two-mile radius.
The Seven Swords and Six Monks hurriedly attacked Zhao Yan, who had closed his eyes.
When Li Mochou saw this scene, she couldn't bear to close her eyes.
Only Mingyan's eyes were shining, and her face showed excitement.
After a while, Li Mochou opened his eyes sadly.
What came into view was a shocking scene.
Except for Zhao Yan, who was still standing gracefully, everyone else fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.
Their bodies were separated and they died painlessly.
"This this…"
Lu Zhanyuan sat down on the ground with a pale face, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
He couldn't understand what was going on.
Obviously Zhao Yan just made a gesture to draw his sword, why did everyone suddenly die the next moment...
Mingyan's eyes showed reverence and she said with admiration:
"Your Majesty's sky-cutting and sword-drawing skills have become even more powerful..."
