A thunderbolt struck straight down from the sky with fearful power. Lu Jingyuan's eyes flashed, and a layer of green light shrouded his body.
The thunder was isolated and could not be struck down. It just made a roaring sound. Like a monster standing in front of an opponent more powerful than itself and moaning feebly.
The thunder gradually died down.
Lu Jingyuan waved his hand, emitting a white light, and the steel cage was instantly shattered.
When the twelve wizards saw it, they took action at the same time and struck Lu Jingyuan with their palms, turning into a handful of light arrows and attacking Lu Jingyuan. The twelve wizards have advanced cultivation levels and are all in the Earth Spirit Realm. The combined attack power is even more extraordinary.
Feeling the wind coming from his palm, Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows sank, and a green light instantly enveloped his whole body. Twelve light arrows would not be able to shoot in. With a wave of his palm, he knocked down several wizards, stepped on his feet, and flew away.
In the astonishment of everyone, Lu Jingyuan stood up, used his body-lighting skills, and fled away.
He knew that powerful enemies were now surrounding him. Although Tang Zhiwu was dead, there were still many masters in Tangjia Fort. Even if he temporarily breaks through to the late stage of the Earth Spirit Realm, facing enemies like wolves and tigers besieging him from left to right, it will be difficult to win. Moreover, he was too injured at this time and could not hold on for long with just a trace of spiritual energy.
If you don’t run away now, when will you wait?
Lu Jingyuan was about to run away after applying oil on his soles. Two guardians had already stepped forward to block the road ahead.
I saw that the man was dressed in white, with a white hat and white boots. Even the sword in his hand was as white as snow. This man's name is Bai Shengxue, he is about thirty years old.
Another man caught up behind him, wearing black clothes, a black hat, and black boots. Also dark was the sword in his hand. The man in black named Mo Xun is relatively young, only in his early twenties.
These two people were the direct disciples of Tian Can Di Que. A set of "Heaven and Earth Spin" sword array, second only to Tian Can and Di Que. The two men stepped forward, their swords stretched out, to intercept Lu Jingyuan.
Mo Xun used two unbladed swords, the blades of which were made of black iron from the Western Regions. Good at defense. The two swords in Bai Shengxue's hands are extremely sharp and specialized in attacking. In this way, one defends and one attacks. It would be difficult for an ordinary martial artist to get close, let alone win.
Both of them have been enjoying themselves in Tangjiabao all year round, and they rely on their master's reputation to protect them. First-rate masters disdain to associate with them, and third-rate warriors dare not provoke them. This back and forth further fueled their arrogance. Often the eyes are higher than the top and people are not put into their eyes.
Seeing Lu Jingyuan coming up, the two of them didn't care, so they raised their swords to kill him. Unexpectedly, Long Tian jumped into the air with a move of "Double Dragons Exploring the Sea", held up a knife with both hands, and slashed at his two doors. Suddenly, Xuan Gong activated, and dense breath overflowed from the palm, covering the entire palm. With the dense purple air covering it, even a sharp sword cannot penetrate it. And Lu Jingyuan can cut gold and break stone with just a wave of his hand, which is very powerful.
When the two realized something was wrong, they turned around and tried to escape, but it was already too late. Lu Jingyuan swung out his hands, cut off the long sword, and then grabbed the two of them by the heart.
The heart is where the heart is. If Lu Jingyuan succeeds in this grasp. Then, the two living people in front of us must become stiff corpses.
With danger approaching, the two men, Black and White, couldn't help but try their best to attack each other's chest with their palms.
This is a fatal move that will kill both of them. Give up all defense, focus all your strength on one point, and hit it out. It is true that "one man fights with all his strength and ten thousand men are invincible". Even his opponents who are much higher in cultivation will instantly give in when they see such a lifeless fighting style.
Black and White were desperate for their lives, but Lu Jingyuan was even more desperate than them. They lost the battle, but because of the blame from above, if Lu Jingyuan lost the battle, that would mean he really lost his life.
The enemy's position is only one step away, and they are in conflict with each other. Seeing the enemy's attack and his life about to be destroyed in the enemy's hands in an instant, Lu Jingyuan was extremely worried.
"Granny, the person who can kill me hasn't been born yet!"
Lu Jingyuan gritted his silver teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. Holding the hand that was waving over quickly with both hands, he made a "scorpion tail swing", his body lightened, his feet lifted off the ground, and suddenly he jumped out from in front of the enemy. At the same time, both palms were like knives and they were wiped on the necks of Black and White, and blood suddenly poured out. In an instant, Mo Xun and Bai Shengxue both went to hell.
Seeing this, sitting in the elders' table, Tian Can was so angry that he stamped his feet and his eyes were as big as bells, but there was nothing he could do. How dare he go up and fight? Now that he is alone, he has to carry his life with his tail between his legs. Even the soldiers in Tangjiabao dared to spit at him behind his back.
Without the backing of strength, even the King of Beasts can only lie there obediently. This is the law of survival. Ever since Di Que died, he had to hide his edge and pretend to be harmless.
Now, the two proud disciples who inherited his mantle were also dead. Deeply hit, he just stared, but did not dare to rush forward and fight for his life.
Lu Jingyuan killed the black and white two and rushed out of the door. A cold chill hit his face with a strange wind.
The secret passage was not good. He sank backwards, making a "stone arch bridge" shape, narrowly avoiding the sword energy coming towards him. I saw an old man in a brown gown passing by. But not Tang Yunting, the great elder of Tangjiabao. Who is Tang Yunting?
"You took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me secretly, you despicable villain!" Lu Jing had survived the disaster, and when he recalled the sword strike just now, he still felt scared and couldn't help but cursed.
Tang Yunting didn't tell the difference, he just smiled and said: "If I really intend to sneak attack on you, can you still stand here intact like this?"
He didn't speak much, and he clearly showed a sense of contempt for others. After Lu Jingyuan heard this, he couldn't help but get angry.
He has always been gifted and has always been praised by others as a genius. Even when he was imprisoned in a cage by the eldest son, he was often praised. Where had he ever heard such derogatory words? He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and shouted: "What great ability do you have? I think you are useless except for having a longer beard than me and a foreigner who is older than me. Yet you dare to show off your power in front of me, and you don't even urinate in front of me to take a photo." One’s own virtue.”
Tang Yunting frowned and shouted: "Little kid, it's not a good thing to imitate other people's talk at a young age! Although you have good qualifications, I also pity that you are the best among people. But today I can't let you go."
Lu Jingyuan snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm afraid you are not a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect!"
As he spoke, he drew his sword finger, and the dense purple energy filled his finger. A bolt of sword light shot out, and he swung the sword towards Tang Yunting.
Tang Yunting chuckled lightly and faced the incoming sword light without dodging. He is the ancestor who plays with swords, and showing off his swordsmanship in front of him is not playing with a sword in front of Guan Gong's gate, so what is it?
I saw Tang Yunting stabbing a sword flower with his long sword, and watched the sword light pierce out.
The lightsaber and the iron sword intersected, making a crackling sound.
At this moment, Tang Yunting's expression changed suddenly and became extremely solemn. The contemptuous feeling just now had been wiped away, as if it had never appeared on his long old face.
Lu Jingyuan's swordsmanship was so high that he was shocked. If he hadn't had thirty years of skill at his side, he would have been defeated by the young man in front of him. I couldn't help but feel hot in my face, feeling ashamed. However, he kept working hard on his hands, hurriedly mobilizing his inner strength on the sword, and used Wudang's seventy-two sword techniques one by one. The sword was full of shadows, which was really spectacular.
Lu Jingyuan once had a glimpse of Tang Yunting using this magical skill to defeat Jing Yan. Knowing that it was extremely powerful, even though he had already broken through to the Earth Spirit Realm, he still did not dare to be careless. He also held his breath and used his special skills. I saw him jumping in the air, and the external defense barrier automatically activated. Make a finger gesture with each hand, open and close in front of the chest, and continuously release the dense breath from the body. After doing this, he pointed his finger at the enemy and kept chanting the mantra in his mouth. Suddenly, the dense breath around his body changed from gentle and harmless to sharp as a knife. Under the control of Lu Jingyuan's spiritual thoughts, he looked forward to attacking Tang Yunting's vital points.
This is the ninth level of "The Art of Ten Thousand Swords": "Every tree and grass is a soldier."
Tens of thousands of sword lights were wrapped in the strange wind and shot towards Tang Yunting. A lightsaber, neither copper nor iron, was held in the air by divine consciousness, densely packed like raindrops, waving towards the enemy's face and body.
At this time, if Tang Yunting chose to fight with a horizontal sword, he would undoubtedly be killed on the spot. Lu Jingyuan's cultivation level is much higher than that in Shushan. With the help of Mu Yizhi, a strong man in Yunhuang, he broke through the bottleneck and jumped two levels in a row, directly reaching the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm.
Tang Yunting was also one of the few masters in Tangjiabao. His cultivation level was comparable to that of Tang Zhiwu. He was originally in the late Earth Spirit Realm. But after the battle at Dengyunlu, the spiritual energy in his body was almost drained. His cultivation level has even retreated to the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm.
In addition, Lu Jingyuan was young and strong. Compared with the two, Tang Yunting had no advantage at all.
With his life at stake, Tang Yunting had no choice but to activate his body skills and teleport to pull his body out three feet away. Avoided the sword light.
Looking back, he saw that the place where he was standing just now was hit with stone fragments flying. He couldn't help but let out a deep breath in his heart, "Fortunately, he dodged in time!"
Seeing Tang Yunting flying out of the way, Lu Jingyuan seized this opportunity, put his feet down, stood up, took off to escape the Baoguang, and flew towards the jungle in the distance.
"Courageous boy! Tangjiabao is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!"
A scolding sound shook the sky, as if it was a roar from the depths of hell, carrying a cold murderous intent.
Lu Jingyuan was in mid-air when he felt a strong pressure coming on him and he immediately fell into the clouds.
"Which kind of monster is blocking the road?" Lu Jingyuan cursed in his heart, with an impatient look on his face, "There are so many ghosts, ghosts, and snakes in Tangjiabao!"
Suddenly, a strange wind blew up, and the dark clouds were rolled up by the wind. Lu Jingyuan's heart sank and he looked up. In an instant, his expression changed drastically. The look was no better than seeing a ghost. I saw an old man's face sticking out high in the sky. It is more than ten wide and extremely huge. A giant face came down from the clouds and shouted at Lu Jingyuan.
"Now that you're here, don't think about leaving. Just stay alive!"
Speaking of the latter part, I saw him opening his mouth wide and spitting out a dense breath, which was white and exuding a bone-piercing chill. Fly towards Lu Jingyuan.
Seeing the cold air approaching, Lu Jingyuan quickly pinched his fingers to form a defensive barrier. The white cold air shrouded him, and he was instantly frozen in the ice. The cold air penetrated all-pervasively, making him unable to move for a while.
