The puppet and the spirit beast were fighting hand-to-hand, almost punching to the flesh. The puppet was made of unknown materials. It was pressed tightly by Lao Jin's lion's mouth, but it was still not damaged at all. Instead, it waved its fists and smashed Lao Jin's body.

The beating resulted in bruises and purple bruises.

However, Lao Jin didn't care about the injury and continued to bite the puppet tightly, exhaling apricot-yellow smoke from his mouth, and began to corrode the puppet's body bit by bit.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Liang Yan made some moves.

He used the "Thirteen Swords of Daya" against his enemy Sun Buer's "Sacred Demonic Sword of the Netherworld". Not only did he break all the opponent's demonic sword energy, but he also used the way of music to drive the opponent's sword moves, destroying Sun Buer's "

"Zixiao Sword Pill" is completely integrated into its own rhythm.

The two fought for dozens of more moves. Suddenly, they saw Liang Yan's sword turning around and actually leading the "Purple Sky Sword Pill" to slash back. Sun Buer was shocked and turned his face on the sword, but no matter how he controlled it, nothing happened.

He can never recall his own flying sword.

Brush! Brush!

There were two sounds of piercing the air in the mid-air, and two blue and purple sword pills came quickly, arriving in front of Liang Yan in an instant. Then the sword light turned, and at the same time they slashed at the snow-white jade hand in front of him!

This change was too sudden. Liang Yan made a deliberate move and used the "Thirteen Swords of Daya" to drive the opponent's sword pills. At this moment, he suddenly attacked, and the two sword pills slashed at the jade hand of the woman in white at the same time. It was impossible to defend against it!

Just as the two sword pills were about to hit the white jade hand, a dazzling white halo erupted around the jade hand, and a cold force swept over the sky and the earth.

Liang Yan was the closest, and could vaguely see ice flowers blooming in the white light, as if the cold had frozen everything, and even the blood in his body had become a little stagnant.

He didn't think much, and hurriedly withdrew his magical power, and retreated. At this moment, two sword pills pierced the ice flowers at the same time, and disappeared into the snow-white halo.

Next, like poking a hornet's nest, endless cold air rushed out from the white halo, as if mercury was pouring down the ground, freezing everything it came into contact with.

The cold power broke out, and everyone present's expressions changed slightly, and they stepped back almost at the same time.

Liang Yan collected the Mayfly Sword Pill and the Three Dao Sword Gang, and withdrew a hundred feet away with Lao Jin and Li Xiaosong. He didn't stop until the white halo stopped spreading.

Looking at the other four people, the eagle-nosed old man and Gou Qi were both scratched by the cold force. At this time, their whole bodies were covered with white frost, and smoke curled up above their heads. They were obviously exercising to remove the cold poison.

Although the female cultivator in white stood still, there was blood trickling down her right wrist. It seemed that she was injured by Liang Yan's sword pill, and the wound still cannot be recovered.

The worst thing was Sun Buer. He finally took back the "Zixiao Sword Pill", but because he wasted too much time, he was struck by Liang Yan's sword energy and half of his right leg was chopped off.

Although the meridians are now sealed with secret techniques to prevent the sword energy from rushing back, the severed right leg cannot be restored no matter what.

Above the ruins of the forest, everyone fell into a brief silence.

The four people who were originally full of confidence and regarded Liang Yan as a lamb to be slaughtered now had varying degrees of fear in their eyes, and a thought came to their minds at the same time:

"What kind of monster is this kid? With the combined strength of the four of us, we can't defeat him?"
Chapter completed!