After stepping over half of the collapsed courtyard wall, Zhao Yan stood there and took in his breath.
People are not tired, but they are somewhat weak because too much internal energy was taken away by "everything" in an instant.
The situation on the White Tower in the distance was originally relatively calm, but before long, it turned into a colorful situation like a fight between gods.
Lights of different colors kept blazing, and on the other side, the sky was filled with sword light and sword shadows.
Apparently the real owner has come out.
Under the White Tower, the messy footsteps and shouts of death became louder and more chaotic.
Zhao Yan frowned and tried his best not to be disturbed by these noises.
But he was still analyzing the current situation in his mind.
The swords and sword shadows must be Ding Peng and Sun En, and the two of them are naturally facing Duan Siping, who has reached the level of "Six Meridians Divine Sword".
At the bottom of the White Tower, there must be Li Buyi and Zhang Danfeng who were raiding the formation. Although the two of them were facing some low-class soldiers and monks, there were so many of them that it would be difficult to deal with them.
In other words, even if there are 10,000 pigs to be killed in front of you, it will be difficult to kill them all in a short while.
But what surprised Zhao Yan the most was Duan Siping's strength.
The surging power contained in those streaks of light and shadow is truly astonishing.
Compared with the strength he had previously imagined, it was much more powerful.
At least he could feel that Ding Peng and Sun En were jointly unable to suppress him.
It was also true that the other people in the Immortality Society impressed him too deeply, such as Huang Taiji's divine power that made people unable to resist, and Zhao Yin's secret technique of heaven and man that made people unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Compared with them, the celestial beings on land, Zhao Yan unconsciously underestimated Duan Siping, who had not yet reached the realm of celestial beings on land.
But he forgot that no matter what, he was still an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.
Even the weakest person in the Immortal Society can be so weak.
It's just that the current situation seems to be under siege, but it is much better than Zhao Yan predicted.
At least the enemy only had Duan Siping, who was very powerful, and no other masters emerged.
This shows that Huang Shang probably just happened to meet him by chance.
It was not that the Immortal Society had anticipated this action and set up a dragnet.
If that's the case, then you only need to seize the time to kill Duan Siping, and then great things will happen.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan suddenly opened his eyes!
"Wanxiang" seemed to feel his emotions, and the sword trembled and groaned softly.
"Your sister can't suck me dry this time!"
Zhao Yan slapped the sword as punishment for its excessive demands.
Then his figure flashed and disappeared.
Although it only took a small amount of time to recover, his internal strength was still back to more than one-third.
Although it is probably impossible to kill Duan Siping, it is still possible to cause some trouble for him through the characteristics of "Everything".
On the white pagoda, only three of the six old monks were left, and the other three had long since died.
But now the three of them only need to send out sword moves from time to time to contain Ding Peng and the two, and they don't need to stand in front.
Because in front of them stood a tall and handsome man in exquisite clothing.
The fighting of several people had already caused this majestic tower to be shortened by several feet.
The stones on the top of the tower shattered and fell, like a bamboo tube with its head cut off.
Duan Siping looked leisurely, as if he didn't take Ding Peng seriously.
"Why, you just want to trap me with a mere Taoist secret technique?"
"Although the Yin-Yang Forbidden Zone is good, if it can be used on me, the effect will be greatly reduced. If I want to leave, you can't stop me at all."
There was a sneer on his face, and he looked disdainfully at the huge Tai Chi diagram composed of the power of heaven and earth under him.
In the area of Tai Chi Diagram, Duan Siping could feel that his communication with heaven and earth was weakened by two points, but this was not a big deal to him.
After all, he still has the majestic internal power in his body that has been cultivated for hundreds of years. Even if the power to communicate with heaven and earth is restricted, the recovery speed of internal power will only be slower, and the Qinggong movement will be a little heavier.
But this little trick wasn't enough to catch Duan Siping's eyes.
"If you want to leave, you have to ask our Five Directions and Three Talents first."
Sun En was holding a whisk in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, with a solemn expression on his face.
His right hand was shaking slightly, and even if he tried his best to suppress it, he could not return to normal.
The Six Meridian Divine Sword that had just blocked Duan Siping's dozens of strikes was too much for his body.
Although they are both land gods, there is still a big gap between different routes.
Taoism can be regarded as practicing both physical and martial arts, but both are not as good as pure martial arts and Buddhist Vajra, so they are relatively mediocre.
Without the magic of secret techniques, it would be difficult to gain the upper hand in battle.
Therefore, even though Duan Siping used long-range strike martial arts such as "Six Meridians Divine Sword", it still made him feel quite uncomfortable.
But Ding Peng, who is a pure martial artist on the side, is different. His body is tough and his condition is much better than Sun En.
Although there were a lot of forced connections, it was not a serious problem.
It's not that they don't want to hide, but the six-veined sword energy released by Duan Siping and the six sword monks is extremely dense, covering all directions, making it impossible for them to hide even if they want to.
Fortunately, Ding Peng used the magic sword to kill the three sword monks with all his strength, which made their situation much easier.
But although they were calm on the surface, they were secretly worried about why Zhao Yan hadn't come yet.
According to the original plan, he and Sun En should arrive at the White Tower at about the same time.
But now all the other Westerners are in place, only Zhao Yan has not yet arrived.
Ding Peng couldn't help but worry about what would happen if Zhao Yan had an accident.
"Hahaha, five parties and three talents? Then you have to gather five talents. What about the people? This boy from the West dares to speak so brazenly."
Duan Siping smiled wildly and happily.
With his appearance, calling Sun En, Ding Peng and others brats would be extremely offensive no matter how you look at it.
But considering his age, it's not surprising.
"There is another person nearby, Duan Siping, you can't escape!"
"Haha, so what if he is nearby? Does he have the ability to come here? Do you think I am the only one in Tianlong Temple?"
"What's the meaning!"
Sun En's face tightened, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Don't you, Qixia Town, like to create rankings? Don't you know that the golden-faced messenger is the messenger who delivers important news in the Immortal Society?"
“！！！”
Ding Peng's expression suddenly turned cold and stern, and a sense of uneasiness instantly filled his mind.
"The Golden-Faced Messenger..."
Ten people on the Prodigy List...
They are all the top masters who were famous in the world.
Ranked tenth, the lowest, his strength is top-notch among the land gods.
With Ding Peng's strength, there is no absolute confidence that he can tie with him.
Among brothers, it is already highly praised.
"Hahaha, it's a coincidence that you are here. There happened to be a messenger here to deliver top-secret news. You guys came just after we sat down. It just so happened that he picked the weakest one."
call……
As soon as Duan Siping finished speaking, everyone felt a burst of high spirits coming from afar.
At this time, it was the time for Zhao Yan to use the technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword.
Several people subconsciously looked towards where they came from, but they were blocked by high walls and wide courtyards, so they couldn't really see what was going on there.
Duan Siping frowned slightly, feeling that this strange wind of willpower was not like the method of the golden-faced messenger.
But considering the difference in strength between the two, he didn't think anything unexpected could happen. He just thought that the other party had acquired a new martial arts.
Then he smiled happily and said:
"Look, if your fifth person is not strong enough, this attack may be more disastrous."
"No, no, no...it's very possible that there are no bones left!"
Duan Siping sneered evilly.
It was still frightening to hear this force coming from such a distance. If it were to be resisted head-on at a distance, even he wouldn't be able to block it completely.
But when did Huang Shang become so powerful...
Duan Siping murmured in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged and he kept smiling.
"It doesn't matter, with the strength of the two of us, I can definitely kill you with the sword!"
Ding Peng looked deeply into the distance, suppressed the worry and anxiety in his heart, and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife to adjust his breath.
"Really? Then we will wait and see. When tens of thousands of my troops gather in Chan City, you will be unable to fly even with wings."
"Killing five land gods at once, I'm afraid there won't be anything left in Qixia Town."
Hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed across Sun En's face.
Although Qixia Town has a lot of high-level combat power, they lost five at once...
This is also a huge nerf.
It can be called a nerve-wracking setback...
If we fall here, is it really worth it?
But Ding Peng's next words instantly dispelled his intention to retreat.
"It's okay to die. If I, Ding Peng, am greedy for life and afraid of death today, how will I step into the realm of heaven and man in the future?"
"My knife tells me that killing you is the only way out!"
bass! ! !
As the knife trembled suddenly, Ding Peng swung the knife out boldly.
A huge silver light as big as a full moon was cut out from the blade and shot towards Duan Sipingxi.
This move is the strongest in the Western style of the Demon Sword. Xiaolou had a strong wind last night!
This sword is unparalleled in power, it is indestructible, the most powerful sword, and the earth-shattering sword!
During the previous conversation with Duan Siping, he had already adjusted his body to its strongest state in order to execute this move.
Seeing this, Sun En on the side lightly tapped the whisk with his left hand and threw it into the air in front of him. As the seals in his hand continued, the whisk began to spin crazily.
Matching this, the huge Tai Chi diagram under the feet of everyone on the White Tower also started to rotate.
For a time, the energy of heaven and earth in this area became more chaotic like a pool of muddy water.
But this actually enhanced the power of the Demonic Sword Dixi, and the bright silver light became even more dazzling because of it.
Duan Siping retreated solemnly to the end of the broken wall of the White Tower. After standing still, he suddenly stretched out two fingers forward.
Two sword lights as thick as arms immediately shot out from the fingertips.
This was not enough, Duan Siping kept changing his gestures, and he shot out a series of six-vein sword energy, attacking the most powerful part of the Western style of the magic sword first and foremost.
Faced with such a powerful slash, he actually chose the toughest confrontation.
The terrifying power of the Western style of the magic sword was blocked by the six-meridian sword energy, and it stopped abruptly three feet away from Duan Siping.
When Ding Peng saw this, he shouted loudly and tried his best to suppress the sword.
It's a pity that Duan Siping's sword energy is still in his hand, and his defensive power gradually becomes stronger.
Sun En used the yin and yang penalty area overload, and he was sweating from exhaustion.
Ding Peng was even more tired than him, with veins popping out on his forehead.
If Duan Siping cannot be killed by this move, he will definitely be killed...
Bang bang bang...
The terrible internal struggle between the two finally reached the point where the White Tower could no longer bear the pressure, and it collapsed layer by layer.
It's a pity that most of the monks in the tower have escaped, otherwise it would have killed many more.
The weight points under the three people's feet continued to fall, but the sword light and sword energy between them did not diminish at all.
"Hahaha, let's see how long your junior's internal strength can resist!"
Duan Siping smiled extremely arrogantly.
Although he also spent a lot of internal energy to block this sword, he could see that the opponent's consumption was greater. As long as he continued to spend it, he would definitely win.
Near the White Tower, Li Buyi waved his long sword and kept wandering among the enemy troops. Wherever the sword passed by, he could harvest at least a few heads.
It's just that among these combined forces of monks and soldiers, there are also many transcendent-level old monks who are not weak in martial arts. They can cause some trouble for him, and even if they want to help, they are powerless.
The situation that Zhang Danfeng faced was even more dangerous. He was besieged by monks from the Great Vajra Realm in the West, and countless cold arrows were fired at him from the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Even with the power of the land gods, it was a little difficult to escape for a while.
Although I try my best to kill as many enemies as I can wherever I go, I am still trapped in it and cannot extricate myself.
Ding Peng's face gradually turned pale, and the internal energy in his body was almost exhausted.
He could hold on for half a stick of incense at most. If he couldn't suppress the power of the sword, he would have to die first...
"Give up, hahaha, I still have enough energy left to block your attack!"
"If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, join my Immortality Society, and live forever in the future, what do you want? Why bother doing something in vain?"
Duan Siping didn't know what he was thinking, but at this time, he began to persuade him to surrender.
Maybe it's to break the opponent's fighting spirit...
Or maybe he really cherishes his talent.
In short, he felt that he was on an invincible position.
"Duan Siping, if I call you, do you dare to agree?"
At this moment, a loud shout that resounded through Tianlong Temple suddenly exploded in all directions to the west.
Even with so many years of rich combat experience, Duan Siping was suddenly stunned.
He looked in astonishment towards the place where the sword intent came from before...
A ray of starlight was shooting toward him.
what is that?
It's a sword!
Duan Siping instinctively raised his sword fingers to pick up the ordinary-looking sword.
What power could such a sword have?
This thought flashed through me for a moment...
The next moment, the long sword was easily clamped by him, without any suspense.
Hey, a broken sword, who are you trying to scare?
Duan Siping sneered habitually.
Immediately afterwards, the extremely ordinary long sword suddenly exploded with blue light, and a bolt of thunder rumbled down from the sky, striking Duan Siping head-on.
Only then did the latter feel bad...
A sword that makes thunder?
Never heard of it!
boom! !
The lightning hit Duan Siping's body very accurately.
The Six Meridians Sword Qi was instantly defeated like a mountain...
The magic sword slashed down like a Western style destroying a city. The huge sword light cut the ground half a mile in front in half, leaving an unfathomable scar.
The first person to die was the swordsman who unfortunately stood behind Duan Siping. Half of his body fell to the left and half to the right.
after……
Duan Siping also became a man in two.
