Chapter 327 Ten Thousand Floating

[Today is the beginning of spring, spring cakes and vegetables made in the evening. Ha ha!]

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"Hahahaha! Boy! Do you think I was really begging you for mercy just now? It's simply delusional. It was just my strategy just to paralyze you, stabilize you, and wait for the arrival of my master of Vientiane Sect. Now that my master of Vientiane Sect has come, no matter how much you are, you can't make any waves. Wan Boyang suddenly laughed loudly, with uncontrollable pride and arrogance.

The laughter suddenly subsided, and the expression on his face suddenly turned into a kind of gloomy, cold, cruel and chilling.

Looking at Ding Yang with a ferocious face, a cold voice like a Jiuyou glacier came word by word from Wan Boyang's mouth, as if to bite his teeth:

"Ky! No matter who you are? No matter how high you are, you dared to hurt my disciples of the Vientiane Sect just now. You simply don't pay attention to my Vientiane Sect. You are the enemy of my Vientiane Sect. As soon as my master of Vientiane Sect arrives, I will immediately capture you, and then I will let you taste the most cruel punishment in the world, guarantee that you will live worse than death and regret being born in this world. Go."

Wan Boyang gritted his teeth and was furious. His anger towards Ding Yang had reached an indescribable level.

Although he only has the cultivation in the middle of building the foundation, with his other identity, the direct grandson of Vientiane suzerain, has always been the only when he bullies and insults others, how can he have such humiliation today?

As soon as Ding Yang took action, in the blink of an eye, he injured the four Vientiane disciples who came with him. Two in the middle of the foundation and two in the later stage of the foundation, there was no power to fight back at all.

If Ding Yang is an old man or a middle-aged man, he will not seem too abrupt, but Ding Yang looks just a young man in his twenties. Even if he is younger than Lin Yanran, he looks a little younger. But this guy who looks like a big child has such a terrible strength.

Just now, Ding Yang knocked down four people in one fell swoop and pushed towards Wan Boyang. He was fierce and his eyes were fierce. For a moment, he did not have any doubts. Ding Yang would kill him directly without hesitation.

This feeling of extreme danger has appeared for the first time in Wan Boyang's 33-three-year career. If he hadn't received a message from the master of Vientiane Sect in time and knew that a master had come and his mind had stabilized, he would have been stunned by Ding Yang's boundless power and oppression.

When Ding Yang was forced to withdraw by the spiritual power from the sky, Wan Boyang's heart was really released, but at this time he found that his back was cold and piercing, and he was already sweaty.

"Damn! I've never been as ashamed as I am today. This guy really deserves to die. Wan Boyan suddenly became angry, and there was a huge roar in his heart. His eyes were angry and he looked at Ding Yang.

"This...this...this gentleman, are you all right?" Ding Yang's figure was repelled by a domineering force from the air. As soon as he stood firm, he felt a fragrant wind around him, but the woman in white and green gauze came to him and asked with concern. His voice was very fresh, crisp as water, and as tactful as a warbler.

Lin Yanran looked at Ding Yang, with deep concern in her beautiful eyes.

She was just surrounded by Wan Boyan and five others and had fallen into despair. However, at the most critical moment, Ding Yang was born and reversed the situation at the scene in one fell swoop. Her mood suddenly returned to heaven from hell.

Now Ding Yang is her savior, all hope, if something goes wrong with Ding Yang, then her situation will fall into crisis again.

"It's okay! Don't worry. It's just the early stage of Judan. I won't pay attention to it yet. Ding Yang looked at Lin Yanran and said faintly.

"Hmm - it's just the early stage of Judan. I'd like to see if you are a guy who can't even have Judan period. What can you rely on to make such a crazy talk."

A huge sound suddenly occurred in the air. The sound was long and thick, like a Hongzhong Dalu, and like a rushing river, shaking the air around it with a violent fluctuation.

Call-

A fierce breath blew, like a gust of wind in the air, and a red light and shadow appeared like a meteor, appearing in the air between Wan Boyang and Ding Yang.

"Wan Fuyou, you waste, you waste, have been summoned by me for so long to get here. If I really have an accident, I will peel your cramps, boil oil and light the lamp, and I can't atone for your sins." Wan Boyang looked at the man in red in front of him. Instead of showing a happy expression, he cursed, regardless of the cultivation of the Judan period.

The man in red has a surging atmosphere, far more than Wan Boyang, and at least in the early cultivation of Judan. However, in the face of the broken curse of Wan Boyang, a mid-term foundation monk, he bowed his head and said nothing, but from the depths of his drooping eyes, he exuded a strong humiliation and resentment.

"What are you doing standing here like a wooden pimple? Go! Just now, it was the blue-robed boy who ignored the majesty of my Vientiane Sect, injured my four disciples of Vientiane Sect, and wanted me to take action. It was simply unforgivable. You quickly go over, take him down directly, and then give it to me. I want him to live or die, and regret that he came to this world. Wan Boyan shouted crazily, as if to completely release the humiliation just now.

"You just need to capture the blue-robed boy, and you don't have to do that woman. It's enough for me." Wan Boyang added another sentence, for fear that the man in red would accidentally hurt Lin Yanran.

"Faun! Do you think it's necessary to treat the four of them first, and then capture the boy? The man in red took a look at the four disciples of the Vientiane Sect who were twisted and injured around him, and asked Wan Boyang for instructions.

"What to treat? Is there anything to treat? The four people can't even beat one person. The other party is not a Judan monk. It's all useless. You go and capture the boy first, and then save them. Let them hold on for a while!" Wan Boyang glanced at several disciples in black, had no pity at all, and scolded Wan Fuyou.

A trace of imperceptible resentment flashed in Wan Fuyou's eyes. Wan Boyang's meanness and cruelty was really unbearable, but when he thought of the identity of the other party, he could only suppress this anger in his heart and turned to Ding Yang first.

"You hurt my Vientiane disciple just now?"

The cold voice of Wan Fuyou sounded. When he didn't have to face Wan Boyang, he regained the majesty and domineering of the Judan monks.

As soon as he saw Ding Yang's face, Wan Fuyou was also stunned. It seemed that he didn't expect Ding Yang to be so young. Just now, he once sent a blow five miles away to prevent Ding Yang from taking action against Wan Boyang. From it, he already felt that Ding Yang's cultivation was also very strong, but he did not really enter the realm of gathering Dan, at most. It's just a fake Dan period.

A fake elixir monk is not in his eyes. Although the fake elixir also carries a word, there is still a big gap with the real state of gathering elixir. This gap seems small, but there is still an essential difference.

"Not bad!" Ding Yang looked as calm as water, and he was not nervous or afraid at all because of the appearance of this Judan monk.

"Which school are you a disciple of? Report it!"

Wan Fuyou said with an awe-inspiring expression, and the expression on his face was solemn, which was completely a master of the Judan period. It was not the humble appearance of Wan Boyang just now.

"You have caused a great disaster for you to hurt my disciples of the Vientiane Sect. If you are also a member of the eight sects, then for the sake of the same eight sects of cultivation, as long as you kowtow and admit your mistake, and then let me break your arm and give you a slight punishment, this matter will be exposed."

Wan Fuyou is not a fool. Seeing that Ding Yang was so calm, he did not show a look of fear because of the name of Vientiane Sect, which shows that he is not afraid of the name of Vientiane Sect in his heart. In the world of cultivation, only the other seven sects, which are the same as the eight major sects, can compete with the Vientiane sect.

"Ha ha!" Ding Yang smiled indifferently, looked at Wan Fuyou's eyes with a trace of pity, and sighed, "Don't care which school I am a disciple, but you, a Judan monk, was scolded by a little guy in the middle of the foundation. Unexpectedly, he did not dare to show any slowness, but also bow down to his ears, Judan period monk. It's a great shame to do this to you. You are not qualified to talk to me at all. I feel insulted when I talk to you.

Ding Yang's words were sharp and sharp, which was simply a word to kill the heart. Wan Fuyou's face suddenly rose blood red, and his eyes flashed with incomparable humiliation, and then turned into fire-breathing anger, roaring:

"Good courage! You are a madman, you are stubborn. I wanted to leave you a way to live, but now it seems that you are looking for death. No one can save you today!"

Boom——

The light in Wan Floating's eyes flashed, and his body did not move. He suddenly punched forward. The punch was just ordinary at the beginning, but when the fist came to an end, a brilliant and dazzling light burst out of his fist. In the rumble, a magnificent and radical spiritual river suddenly appeared in the air, rolling towards Dingyang.

Ah - Lin Yanran screamed, but Ding Yang slapped her on the shoulder, but she didn't feel any pain. She only felt a soft and powerful force pouring in, and her body suddenly floated up involuntarily, like a leaf falling a hundred feet away.

Rumble... Ding Yang hit Lin Yanran with one palm, and the floating attack has arrived in front of him, sensing the magnificent spiritual power contained in it. Ding Yang's face is still an ancient well without waves, his eyes are as stable as the blue sky, and his body is as firm as Mount Tai. There is a clear shout in his mouth and a bang. A brilliant sword light appeared in front of him and greeted him with rolling thunder.

Karala... The spiritual river seemed to have encountered a huge obstacle. The trend under the original rush suddenly stopped, and thunder fell down, and there were huge waves in the long river. Every time a wave was split, the attack of thousands of floating was eliminated.

"What?" Wan Boyang's eyes almost fell out. Wan Fuyou is a solid Judan monk. This blue-robed boy can actually block the attack of a Judan monk. Is he... still a human?

"Hm? It can't be seen that it can stop me from returning to Sichuan. There was also a trace of surprise in Wan Fuyou's eyes. He had just launched an attack. He had calculated several possibilities for Ding Yang to deal with in his mind, and also made the next attack in the case of Ding Yang dodge or escaping in advance. However, the only thing he did not expect was that Ding Yang did not dodge and directly took over his Wanhai and returned to Sichuan.

"Return to the family!"

Ten thousand floats suddenly roared, a big hand, and another long spiritual river rolled out, directly integrated into the long river in front of it. Suddenly, the two forces merged into one and turned into a wider and more magnificent river. The big river was surging, the huge waves surged into the sky, and the pressure on Ding Yang's body suddenly increased greatly.

pedal!

Ding Yang's figure was under great pressure, and he kept going backwards in the air. Wan's floating expression suddenly became overjoyed. At the moment, he waved his arms, and a spiritual river gushed out of his palm, merged into the turbulent river in front of him, and continued to press towards Ding Yang.

Ah - Lin Yanran's heart in the distance suddenly raised her throat, and a pair of delicate jade hands stroked her heart, pinching a handful of sweat for Ding Yang.

"Hahahaha! That's right! I think you still dare to be arrogant and threaten me! It's simply life or death. I order you to capture him quickly or kill him directly. Wan Boyang laughed wildly and seemed to have seen the scene that Ding Yang was seriously injured by Wan Fuyou, and even directly beaten by Wan Fuyou with broken bones and broken meridians.

"Yanran little sister! This time, I'll see who else is nosy. You'd better obey me!" Wan Boyang suddenly laughed wildly, suddenly got up and rushed to Lin Yanran.

"Despicable villain!" Lin Yanran was worried about Ding Yang. Suddenly, she saw Wan Boyang rushing over and quickly scolded. The light was brilliant, and the top-quality spiritual weapon [Baihua Ganlin Sword] emerged. In a sword light, hundreds of flowers floated and stabbed towards Wanbo.

"Haha!" Wan Boyang was not panicked, and a green sword light shot out. With a bang, Lin Yanran's sword light was torn apart, bursting out the virtual shadow of petals all over the sky.

The Guiyun sword in Wan Boyang's hand is also a top-quality spiritual weapon, which is the same as the Baihua Ganlin sword in Lin Yanran's hand, and Wan Boyang is a mid-term cultivation, which is a level higher than Lin Yanran. Under a fight, it has the upper hand.

——Lotus hundred refining!

- Eternal Night!

- Plum Blossom Ao Xue!

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Lin Yanran's white clothes floated, like a holy snow lotus flower, dancing with the wind. Sword light shot out from around her body. The sword light flashed with the virtual shadows of different flowers, and each sword contained the characteristics of different flowers.

The lotus flower comes out of the mud and is not stained.

Although it is a flash in the pan, the appearance is unparallable.

The lonely and arrogant bones of plum blossoms.

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