"This is such an unexpected surprise." Shan Hezai glanced at the two of them meaningfully.

"Senior brother, do you mean the Beihai Monster Clan and his party?" Yu Xuanji frowned slightly, vaguely guessing something.

"Let me try his skills again."

Lan Wangqiu naturally knew what his two senior brothers were thinking, and immediately flew out of the pavilion without any hesitation.

"Liang Yan, do you remember your uncle?" Lan Wangqiu was dressed in palace attire, with an elegant temperament. Standing in the air, he looked like an autumn chrysanthemum, calm and restrained.

"Of course I remember that after decades of separation, Master Lan is still as charming as ever. He is like an immortal descending from heaven. He is a perfect match for my master!" Liang Yan laughed.

"Stop talking so much!"

Lan Wangqiu spat and shouted: "Look, you have itchy skin. I'm going to beat you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and made a magic formula. She saw a strange ripple in the air, and after a moment, water lotuses actually appeared.

These water lotuses, ranging in size from small to large, were randomly distributed over the entire mountain top, completely blocking Liang Yan in the center.

Feeling the surging aura of the water attribute around him, Liang Yan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and his eyes became a little serious.

Lan Wangqiu is different from Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu. During the Nanchui War, five people from the Eight Peaks of the Yungang Sect died. Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu both broke through the golden elixir within fifty years after the war, and then barely became a leader.

Lord of the Peak.

But Lan Wangqiu has already entered the late stage of Jindan, and his magical power is probably not much worse than Yu Xuanji.

"Uncle Lan, be careful!"

Liang Yan let out a soft drink, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and three sword beams flew out from the storage bag.

These three sword lights, one black, one purple, and one silver, are his three swords of Black Lotus, Purple Thunder and Dingguang.

"What?!"

Lan Wangqiu's expression changed slightly. Although she had practiced Taoism for many years, this was the first time she met a swordsman who could control three flying swords at the same time. But after a moment, she shook her head and said:

"You kid, don't you know the truth of biting off more than you can chew? A sword cultivator's life is on the sword. Only by putting all your efforts into it can you be invincible!"

While speaking, she raised her hand and tapped lightly, and she saw the water lotuses in the air spinning each other, and waves rushing out, like the waves of the sea, all rushing towards Liang Yan's position.

"I don't want to strike too hard, so as not to hurt this kid. I just need to get him wet and dampen his pride to prevent him from being too complacent." Lan Wangqiu thought to himself while taking action.

However, at this moment, when Liang Yan saw the monstrous water in mid-air and the infinite pressure sweeping in from all around, he did not show any signs of panic.

He pinched the sword formula in his hand and unfolded the "Phaseless Sword Sutra". The three flying swords each showed their strengths. The black lotus sword turned into black sword lotuses in mid-air. Amidst the sword energy, unexpectedly,

It blocked all the water lotuses of Lan Wangqiu.

At the same time, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Dingguang Sword pierced the sky. One was like thunder in the sky, and the sword intent was rushing, but the other was hidden in the dark, invisible and silent.

Two flying swords, one bright and one dark, were slashing towards Lan Wangqiu's position at the same time!
Chapter completed!