Seeing those colorful insect shell fragments, everyone discovered that Jiang Yan was also wearing several pieces of protective armor.
This protective armor can escape the consciousness of Yuanying stage monks... How can the Guiyi sect have such a level of clothing master? !
No one would think that they have too many self-defense items on their body. An extra layer of protective armor will give them more peace of mind. At least during training, they can guard against the attacks of their peers.
In this case, you can take the time to visit the Guiyi Sect.
Jiang Yan palmed the sword again, raised his hand to make a seal, and sprayed out several streams of extremely cold water.
The icy blue liquid dripped on the Intoxicating Flower and the fragments of the colorful spider's carapace stained with flower juice, freezing them in an instant.
He put away the frozen materials, then stepped forward and took off the storage bag from Ruan Fan's waist, stuffed it and hung it around his waist without any hesitation.
Later, Jiang Yan picked up the tip of his sword in disgust and threw the drunken Ruan Fan out of the Yunding Platform.
When everyone saw him taking the storage bag, they were even more shocked than before.
When the Wuyun Sect disciples caught Ruan Fan who was thrown out, and the isolation array closed in response, someone shouted: "Exercise is an exchange, why are you grabbing someone's storage bag?"
"Ruan Fan himself didn't say it can't be done, so doesn't it mean it's okay?" Jiang Yan looked at where the voice came from, a dimple appeared at the corner of his lips, "I've been in Taoism for eight years, and I've never heard that you can't grab storage bags... But if you lose, I’m sorry, please remember to tell me in advance next time.”
These words left everyone speechless, and for a moment they didn't know how to refute.
After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he ignored these people.
Ruan Fan dared to flirt with Junior Sister Caiwei, and even wanted to entangle himself and get him drunk. What was he trying to do? !
His thoughts were so dirty, if it weren't for the public's attention, the thing three inches below his navel would have been gone long ago.
Now it's just a storage bag for him, which is really a bargain for him!
Jiang Yan glanced around very quickly, and his eyes fell on Zhu Yan who was holding the golden seal. He immediately raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist Zhu Yan is still evil and wants to fight me?"
Zhu Yan choked and said angrily: "What's 'a traitor's heart'? I call it 'a gentleman's a traitor'! You little bastard -"
Lin Yige interrupted him and said: "I wish you, fellow Taoist, a gentleman, why should you be as knowledgeable as the younger generation?"
She pointed at Caiwei beside her and ordered: "Jiang Yan, I'm here to discuss with fellow Taoist Zhu. You come and take care of Caiwei. Don't let anyone disturb her breakthrough."
Hearing this, Jiang Yan immediately raised his sword and flew to Wen Caiwei's side to protect him. He held the Fantasy Sword Talisman again in his other hand and vowed: "Uncle Lin, don't worry, my disciple will never let anyone hurt Caiwei's hair!"
Lin Yige nodded with satisfaction, and without saying a word, he flew down to the top of the cloud platform, stood with his sword in hand, and said sideways: "Zhu Yan, please!"
Zhu Yan was furious and snorted: "You are seeking death!"
He has a lot of magic weapons in his hands, and in addition there are war puppets given by his master, which can be driven with only spirit stones, making him invincible.
Yuzhou Wenshi will eventually be his own!
The moment Zhu Yan flew into the Yunding Platform, the formation that isolated the inside and outside began to operate on its own.
Once the formation is completed, no one can interfere with the two people on the cloud top platform with their spiritual consciousness.
Lin Yige couldn't help but swung his sword directly at Zhu Yan.
It's not that she doesn't want to say a few more provocative words to stimulate Zhu Yan, but Geng Xin really can't wait any longer.
The Gengxin sword turned into a purple-white light, like lightning, arriving in an instant.
Zhu Yan did not expect Lin Xisheng to attack immediately. Before he could raise the golden seal to the heart pointed by the sword light, he saw the sword light deflected slightly and hit the golden seal in his hand.
A huge impact hit, Zhu Yan's wrist went numb, and the golden seal almost escaped.
When he looked again, the purple and white sword light returned the same way, fell into Lin Xisheng's hand, and turned into a purple bamboo whip.
Zhu Yan's intuition was that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Without thinking too much, he threw the Mountain Zhenzhen Seal in the direction of Lin Xisheng, quickly made a seal with his hands, and shouted: "Mount Zhenshan Seal, go!"
This Zhenshan Seal is made of 90% red gold, magnets, wood jade, mercury... a total of eighteen kinds of materials. It can suppress the Nascent Soul Stage monks together with magic weapons.
It should be more than enough to deal with Lin Xisheng who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
But he saw the fist-sized Zhenshan Seal flying up in response, then falling steadily, hitting the solid ground with a crisp sound.
The gold seal slid for half a foot and then lay quietly on the ground, like an ordinary gold brick, motionless.
Zhu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong. He threw two balls of gray at Lin Xisheng.
The two gray-white masses were known to grow in the wind, and in an instant they reached a height of one foot. They were actually two stone puppets.
The stone puppet began to take on a human form, with a yellow earth spirit crystal inlaid on each limb, but its face was extremely rough, with only finger-deep holes left on its facial features, and two white lights dancing around its eyes.
In contrast to its huge body, the stone puppet's movements were unexpectedly flexible. Two fists the size of stone mills, one on the left and one on the right, fell from a high place and were about to smash Lin Yige into a pulp before his eyes.
Lin Yige flew away and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his hand to photograph the object from the air, grabbing the golden seal in his hand before Zhu Yan could.
"Boom! Boom!"
The two loud noises almost overlapped, and the impact of the stone puppet hitting the ground also overlapped, carrying with it the flying dust and sand, like a huge wave that was about to swallow up the female cultivator.
Lin Yige's eyes lit up when he saw this, it was just a good time to try the basic boxing technique of the Guiyi School that he had not used for a long time!
She put away the golden seal, thrust the Gengxin sword into the ground, and rushed forward with bare hands against the dust.
With a flash of consciousness, she punched the left puppet in the forehead, twisted around and punched the other one in the chest.
When the fist wind struck, the head and abdomen of the stone puppet split open like a spider web.
Seeing that the stone puppet was about to break into stones, the earth spirit crystal was activated, and the spider web-like cracks quickly closed and returned to their original state.
"hiss……"
Lin Yige retreated several dozen feet before taking a breath, with a stupefied expression on his face, and waved his hand as if nothing had happened.
With his current physical strength, which is only slightly stronger than that of the stone puppet, even if his fourth senior brother Yu Wei is asked to remain motionless and allow himself to be beaten, his own two fists will be broken first.
The pain aroused the killing intention, and the silent sword intention in the Dantian was disturbed and ready to move.
Fortunately, Lin Yige still remembered that this was Wulu Mountain. He hurriedly gritted his teeth to suppress the restless sword intention, made a sword finger with his right hand, and used all his spiritual power to move away from Zhu Yan who was controlling the puppets.
Accompanied by a substantial killing intent, the gray sword energy penetrated the stone puppet that was chasing him, leaving a hole as big as a water tank, and swept towards Zhu Yan's head headlong.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yige pushed out with a palm, "The falling wood rustled", and the boundless dead leaves blocked back all the large and small gravels that the stone puppet had broken.
"Ah!" Zhu Yan let out a heart-rending scream and was instantly buried tightly by falling rocks.
The two of them fought for less than a cup of tea, and the outcome was decided.
Lin Yige did not give up. He recalled the Gengxin Sword in his hand, jumped onto the tomb-like rubble, and thrust it straight into the ground in the direction of Zhu Yan.
Lin Yige: Hiss... my hand hurts so much that I want to kill someone.
(End of chapter)
