However, to his surprise, this time, the old voice did not reply to him, and seemed to fall into endless silence.

"Damn it!"

Luo Qing cursed secretly, but there was nothing she could do.

The old man who was persuaded by himself was a saint back then! Even if he temporarily lives in his body now, it is only a short-term cooperative relationship, not a master-slave relationship, and he is not obliged to answer all his questions.

As for Liang Yan's shocking sword, he could only resist it himself!

In fact, Luo Qing's level of cultivation is much higher than that of the top ten geniuses, but for a certain purpose, he did not hesitate to use a very special method to proclaim himself a level of cultivation. With an ancient book in his hand, he thought he could navigate the tower, but he didn't expect that he would be able to control the tower.

Here we meet our match.

If he was beheaded like this, he would have died unjustly.

"Hold it!"

At this time, Luo Qing no longer had the aloof and indifferent temperament before. Instead, her expression became nervous, and she pinched the skills with her hands in a desperate attempt to stabilize the defense of "Wentian Bell".

And below him, Liang Yan soared into the sky, his hair flying, his eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, and his aura was extremely powerful.

"The sword cuts the dust, there is no self in the world, the sword turns Taixu, and the path connects the heaven and the earth!"

As his sword skills circulated, the spiritual power in his body began to evaporate like boiling water. The four-color sword silk above his head was ablaze with sword light. The powerful sword intent passed through the barrier and fell directly on the Wentian Bell, shaking the ancient stone bell.

Shaking it left and right, there were even cracks on the surface.

"puff!"

Luo Qing, who was behind the Wentian Bell, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole aura instantly became much weaker.

What followed was a series of cracking sounds!

The Tiangong City's magic weapon "Wen Tian Zhong" could no longer hold on under Liang Yan's "Cutting Threads". It fell apart with a "Boom!" and turned into mottled blue stones, falling from the night.

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"No!"

Luo Qing exclaimed, but before he could react, the four-color sword thread had already broken through the barrier, and landed lightly on top of his head like a sword mark between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Luo Qing saw death.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and as his mind was racing, he suddenly raised his hand.

The black ancient book instantly appeared in front of him.

As the pages of the book turned rapidly, an old man holding a puppet finally appeared.

The old man was hunched over and his face could not be seen clearly, but his left hand reached into his chest and pulled out a strange-looking puppet from inside.

Almost at the same time, Luo Qing's chest was also stirring, as if there was something hidden in it.

brush!

The sword thread slid down, as if the mark of the great road fell from the sky, and struck with a sword from the top of his head.

Luo Qing, a man who was once extremely tyrannical, was unable to withstand this shocking sword strike. The light of the sword was devastating, destroying all his defenses, and finally split him in half with one sword strike!

Silence, incomparable silence!

After this sword strike, the soaring sword intent condensed into one point, and the surrounding dust settled down, returning to silence again, as if everything just now was just a passing cloud, and even that shocking sword was just in vain.

Only Luo Qing's broken body slipped from the air, seeming to show the horror of the sword just now!

"Liang Yan!"

Wuxin's anxious voice came from behind.

Liang Yan heard the worry in his voice and felt a little strange in his heart. He was about to turn around, but found that his neck was a little stiff and his body was not obeying his orders.

The next moment, he suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was being taken away. He was shocked and quickly looked inside, only to find that the spiritual power in his body was already empty!

Not only that, there was also unbearable pain in the meridians throughout the body, as if his body had been torn apart, and even his soul was showing signs of collapse!

"not good!"

Liang Yan was startled, and he faintly realized that a little bit of his true spirit was slowly dissipating, and blood was already flowing all over his body, and his clothes were dyed red, turning him into a bloody man.

"Liang Yan!"

With an anxious call, the fragrant wind blew behind him, and Wuxin's hands hugged him from behind.

Liang Yan's tense nerves also relaxed at this moment, and finally without any strength, he leaned back into Wu Xin's arms.

A stream of pure spiritual power entered his body from his back, and Liang Yan knew that he was unintentionally healing himself.

With the help of this spiritual power, Liang Yan also worked hard and used the magical power of "Eight Parts of Evolution" to forcibly suppress some of the injuries in his body.

"How are you now? What magical power was that move just now, and why did it hurt you so badly?" Wu Xin's anxious voice came from behind.

"I'm fine"

Liang Yan shook his head, with a wry smile on his face.

"It seems that the Eight-Armed Sword Ape is right. Although I have understood a bit of the Law of Nothingness, if I forcibly fuse the four swordsmanship, I will still go crazy! I am just dreaming. I want to enter the realm of swordsmanship with the "Shadowless Sword Sutra"

, it’s simply as difficult as climbing to the sky!”

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Chapter completed!