Chapter 535

That bright light was clearly also a sword light.

However, it is very different from Tianhe, Xuehe, and Styx, but it is like lightning and thunder.

Among them, the artistic conception of power seems to be somewhat similar to the cage that blocked Yan Mingkong and the two just now.

But the power in it is much stronger.

Chen Luoyang's avatar, a half-sea Taoist, looked from a distance, and saw a thin, middle-aged man in strange clothes rushing towards Xue Yeyu and them.

Before the person arrived, the opponent cut out with a sword, and he was in front of Yan Mingkong in an instant.

Judging from its appearance and cultivation strength, there is no doubt that Cang Lan, the current patriarch of the Canglan clan at that time.

This person is the eighteenth realm, a strong man at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, a master who is counted below the clan king and queen in the wilderness, and dominates one side alone.

After receiving a summons from the clansman monitoring Xue Yeyu, he must have noticed that the situation was unusual, so he came here in person.

The world of mortals used to talk about swordsmanship, and for many years, it respected the two rivers of Tianhe and Xuehe.

Apart from Lianghe, there are of course other famous swordsmanship sects, but apart from the astonishingly talented and brilliant person like Beiming sword master Zhu Chen, it is difficult for the rest to be compared with Lianghe.

But it's not that there are no outstanding people.

The savage Cang Lantie is one of the few masters of swordsmanship beyond the two rivers.

He is talented and talented. On the basis of the Canglan clan's unique knowledge passed down from generation to generation, he constantly innovates and strives for perfection. His swordsmanship is famous all over the world.

At this moment, at the eighteenth level, he slashed with his sword, and his power was even more powerful than that of Xue Yeyu.

Even Yan Mingkong had no choice but to stop and swing the Styx sword to parry Cang Lantie's attack.

However, at this moment, Bankai Taoist, who had been paddling to watch the show, suddenly moved.

His body speed suddenly accelerated, and he approached Xue Yeyu, who was getting weaker and weaker from the injury.

Cang Lan has no expression on her face, she is just like her name, like a stone.

One after another lightning strikes like a punishment from heaven, without any gap between them, they landed at the same time, and while attacking Yan Mingkong, they also swept in Chen Luoyang's clone, the half-sea Taoist.

The Bankai Taoist was unmoved, and purple aura spread out from his body.

The lightning-like sword light pierced into the purple air, as if it had collided with something, and there were bursts of intense sounds of gold and iron clashing.

In the purple cloud, there seems to be a dragon-shaped light and shadow swimming back and forth.

Cang Lan frowned tightly.

what?

This Taoist shot, the number of ways is very complicated.

It seems to be the direct descendant of the orthodox Taoist school of Qingniu Temple, but it seems to be different. The purple air reveals the aura of a real dragon, and the sword intent is sharp, like the Dragon Emperor Tianfeng, the direct descendant of the Western Qin royal family, but it feels specious.

Who the hell is this guy?

In comparison, Yan Mingkong on the other side has a much clearer route.

His swordsmanship should have originated from the underworld...

It's not without reason to come to Xue Yeyu. Could it be the key to the loss of consciousness of the black-clothed young man brought by Xue Yeyu?

While Cang Lantie was thinking, his hands kept moving, and his swords made chains.

He has been able to roughly figure out that Yan Mingkong's swordsmanship is extremely strong, and his cultivation level is at the sixteenth level, and it seems that he will not suffer at all when receiving his sword.

The extremely domineering Nether sword technique of the evil sect is stronger than the rumors, and it even gave him a little headache at the eighteenth level.

However, it is obvious that it is difficult for Yan Mingkong to use such a domineering swordsmanship.

If you want to fight against the peak martial saint, maybe the instant explosive power is enough, but it is difficult to last. If you can't tell the winner after a few more rounds, it will be difficult for her in the future.

Cang Lan's eyes were vicious, and after seeing this point, she shot faster and faster, not giving Yan Mingkong a chance to breathe.

For the Bankai Taoist on the other side, he also did not relax, and increased his strength, to see how capable and what kind of background this sloppy Taoist is.

Xue Yeyu's Cang Lantie came to the rescue, and hurriedly continued to flee.

However, when the two sides fought again, several bright sword lights fell from the sky.

A group of Tianhe masters have also arrived.

First of all, a round of bright moonlight descends, the brilliance is cold, dreamlike and elusive.

Among them, the dense sword energy seems to be fake and real.

It seems illusory, does not exist in this world, like an illusion.

But it makes people faintly feel palpitations, as if it contains the majestic power of reaching the stars and moving the moon.

Seeing this, Cang Lantie frowned slightly: "People from Tianhe, what are you doing in my wilderness?"

The person who came was Tianhe's one of the few old masters. He was the same as Cang Lantie, the pinnacle martial saint of the eighteenth realm. He had comprehended the Heavenly Sword Book, and he had walked the "Huanyue" lineage, which is the Tianhe lineage of swordsmanship. Inheritance, currently the person with the highest achievement in the realm of martial arts.

In the hazy moonlight, an old woman's voice came out: "Come for the remnants of the blood river, come for the poison of the netherworld, and also come for the disciples of this sect."

Cang Lantie remained calm, and said coldly: "There are no people from the Blood River and your Tianhe disciples here. As for the person who is proficient in Nether swordsmanship, there is indeed one."

While speaking, he slashed at Yan Mingkong with a sword.

Yan Mingkong also had no expression on his face, swiping his sword to fight back, not caring that his Netherworld swordsmanship was displayed in front of people.

At this moment, Chen Luoyang's avatar, a half-sea Taoist, smiled and pointed in the direction where Xue Yeyu disappeared: "The two laymen, Xue Yeyu and Xie Xingmang, went there. Xue Yeyu was seriously injured. Can catch up."

Elder Tianhe in the hazy moonlight said: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for your guidance."

But while speaking, she herself did not move.

The following sword lights, which were slower than her, passed them and chased in the direction where Xue Yeyu and Xie Xingmang disappeared.

Cang Lan remained expressionless: "This is the land of my Canglan clan."

The sword light, like thunderbolt and lightning, spread and ran in the sky, like countless electric dragons shuttling through the clouds.

But these electric dragons were intercepted by hazy moonlight one after another.

In the moonlight, the voice of the elder Tianhe came out: "Patriarch Canglan, please forgive me for bothering you, but the relationship between the two who escaped is very important, and we have no choice but to offend today."

Cang Lantie let out a breath slowly, the sword light was no longer distracted, and all sharp edges were on guard against the three opponents in front of him.

The icy blue light in Yan Mingkong's pupils also kept flickering, while adjusting his breath, he looked at the two peak martial arts masters of the eighteenth realm in front of him.

She could keenly feel that while Cang Lantie was guarding Elder Tianhe, he was also staring at her and the Bankai Taoist.

Similarly, Elder Tianhe didn't just stop Cang Lantie.

If Yan Mingkong and the Banhai Taoists wanted to leave, they would also be attacked by this Elder Tianhe.

The three parties are now deadlocked.

Of course, it could also be Quartet...

Yan Mingkong calmly glanced at Taoist Banhai.

The expression on the other side is still relaxed.

In fact, Chen Luoyang was very relaxed right now.

Because his deity is taking Su Ye, Ning Jiuwei and others around from another direction, going deep into the hinterland of the Canglan clan, and looking for Xue Yeyu and Xie Xingmang like those descendants of Tianhe.

Now he even has the leisure to calmly observe the Elder Tianhe who is confronting them and Cang Lantie from the perspective of a Bankai Taoist.

This should be the leader of the Tianhe lineage who led the team to the Wildlands this time.

It's just not completely sure whether there are other Tianhe masters coming secretly.

Especially the old sword fairy, will he be dispatched now to visit the wilderness in person?

On the bright side, the leader of the team is the elder of the "Huanyue" line in front of him, so it seems that the little sword fairy Shen Tianzhao has not come.

Normally speaking, most of the top elders in the eighteenth realm of the major holy lands are recuperating and recuperating. There is no particularly important matter, and they will not leave the mountain easily.

In today's situation, there is a high probability that Little Sword Fairy will lead the team.

He is not seeing anyone now, and it is more likely to stay at the Tianhe Mountain Gate than to act secretly alone.

The poisonous thorn stabbed by Wang Ditong's ancestor Xuehe back then still had some influence.

Presumably the whereabouts of Mrs. Du Long was unknown again, making it difficult for Xiao Jianxian to pull out this thorn.

He needs to cultivate his heart and mind in the mountain gate, and the old sword fairy dare not let him out.

Chen Luoyang looked towards the sky while thinking.

There, a few sword lights could already be vaguely seen across the sky.

Everyone, they were almost catching up with Xue Yeyu who was injured.

The injury Yan Mingkong caused to him, if he can't recuperate and resolve, it will get worse and worse, and there will be a lot of troubles in the future.

While Xue Yeyu kept cursing Yan Mingkong inwardly, he could only grit his teeth and bear it, and fled away with Xie Xingmang.

He hasn't lost hope yet.

Cang Lantie came out in person, so the head of the clan would naturally not be a bare-bones commander.

At present, the capable people he can mobilize will be alarmed today and come together.

It's just that Cang Lantie has the highest cultivation level, and hurried on the road in a hurry, leaving all the masters under his command behind.

Thanks to Cang Lantie's timely arrival, otherwise Xue Yeyu would have died under Yan Mingkong's sword.

At this moment, Yan Mingkong was intercepted by Canglan Iron, but there were people from Tianhe chasing him, so Xue Yeyu could only run away, hoping to find other Canglan clan masters.

He lives in seclusion here, not everyone in the Canglan Clan knows about it, but at least some of the top experts know about it, and finding him now may save his life.

Seeing that Xuehe was about to be overtaken by Tianhe, there was finally a lightning-like light in front of him.

A group of masters from the Canglan clan finally arrived in time again.

Although Xue Yeyu was full of doubts, the people in Tianhe set foot in the wilderness and went deep into the hinterland of the Canglan tribe. Naturally, the Canglan tribe would not give in easily, and they had to drive out the bad guys first.

However, Xue Yeyu was also intercepted by them, and a special expert was watching and monitoring, so he didn't need to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Seeing this, Xue Yeyu was helpless, so he simply calmed down and meditated cross-legged on the spot, using his own sword intent to fight against the Styx sword energy that invaded his body, preventing the further spread of ice crystals on his body, and preventing the injury from worsening.

Everyone in Tianhe saw that Xue Yeyu and Xie Xingmang were close in front of them, so of course they refused to retreat.

Especially when Tao Wangji and his disciples looked at Xie Xingmang, they held their breath for an instant.

"My disciples were taken captive by the remnants of the Blood River, please return them with your noble hands." An old man in white in the Tianhe camp calmed down and said slowly.

Chen Luoyang's figure was hidden in the distance, quietly watching the confrontation between Tianhe and Manhuang.