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Chapter 1780 One man is in charge (2)(2/2)

brush!

The sword light came, but Our Lady of Bliss was on guard, and she dodged continuously, finally avoiding the pursuit of the flying sword.

At the same time, Patriarch Bai Mao's Purple Mountain Hammer had fallen and hit Liang Yan on the back of the head. However, it did not cause his brain to explode as he expected. He just flashed and disappeared from the target the next moment.

"Oops!"

The white-haired ancestor was also a person who had fought for a long time. When he saw Liang Yan disappear, he immediately knew that he was in danger, and hurriedly raised his light to leave the place.

"Now that you're here, why rush to leave?"

A sneer came from behind, and before the white-haired ancestor could react, someone had already grabbed his ankle and pulled him back forcefully.

Looking back, I saw Liang Yan with a sarcastic look on his face. He grabbed his ankles with both hands and rubbed them hard. Suddenly his leg bones broke, his energy and blood surged, and a powerful force surged from the soles of his feet, hitting the white-haired ancestor directly.

Heart pulse!

"ah!"

The white-haired ancestor let out a scream. Even though he was fused with the bloodline of the "Huntian Demon Ape", he couldn't resist the torment of this huge force, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

But he said that Liang Yan had just fallen into an illusion and when his soul was attacked, the "Xuanhuang Bell" appeared spontaneously and covered his soul, preventing the Mysterious Bliss's secret technique from invading, so it was not affected at all.

He pretended to be trapped, but observed carefully in the illusion, and finally saw through part of the magic changes of Our Lady of Paradise, secretly released the fixed light sword, sneaked behind Our Lady of Paradise, and planned to give her a fatal blow.

However, Patriarch Bai Mao was eager for revenge and thought Liang Yan could not move, so he came to die with a purple mountain hammer.

How could Liang Yan let go of this opportunity? He immediately cast the "Guiyi Jue", leaving only the clone in place, while the original body dived into the void. It was also because the white-haired ancestor was too impatient that he didn't see the flaw and was restrained.

fate.

At that moment, the white-haired ancestor screamed repeatedly, his body was locked by the divine power of Vajra, and he could not break free no matter how hard he tried.

Liang Yan didn't have any kind intentions. He pressed the white-haired ancestor with both hands, and with a thought in his mind, the purple thunder sword light rushed towards him, and he killed the old demon with one sword.

"My life is at risk!"

The white-haired ancestor was horrified and regretted in his heart.

I only blame myself for acting recklessly. Although I still have many magical powers and secret techniques that I haven't used yet, my hands and feet were restrained and I couldn't move. Now I just wait for death.

Seeing the purple thunder sword light speeding towards him and about to pierce him the next moment, another sword light suddenly appeared in the void.

This sword light is as tender as a willow, with a light green color, but the sword energy is rushing like a vast river, brushing out from the night.

The two sword lights intersected, and the sword sounds continued. After a moment, they staggered, and both deviated from their original directions and disappeared into the depths of the night.

When Liang Yan saw this, his expression changed slightly.

Sword repair!

In the entire camp, besides himself, there is a second sword cultivator, and that is the owner of Biluo Island, Fairy Qingluo!
Chapter completed!
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