"Elder Yan, Elder He, please capture this thief!"
Xin Feng shouted sharply.
Hearing this, both Xin Yan and Xin He nodded. They were Middle Stage Earth Tier experts, with naturally keen eyesight. What Xin Feng could discern, they too could see. They hadn't expected anyone in this world to actually master the legendary Daoist Skills.
"Little animal, surrender now!"
Xin Yan coldly shouted, his figure flashing explosively. As he moved, crimson Inner Power surged wildly in his palms, transforming into a Fla Sword, its blade tip directly pointing at Qin Yang's throat.
Simultaneously, the Inner Power in Xin He's palms transford into a deep blue Water Sword, its blade tip also directly aiming at Qin Yang's throat.
"Earth Wall Barrier!"
Qin Yang glanced at the two attackers, his hands forming a spell seal, and shouted lowly.
Rumble!
The earth trembled, and a barrier like a small mountain erged from the ground, blocking in front of Qin Yang.
"Break for !"
Xin Yan and Xin He shouted in unison. The Fla Sword and Water Sword, both condensed with Inner Power and sharp beyond compare, pierced through the Earth Wall Barrier.
Boom~!
The Earth Wall Barrier shattered under their joint attack, breaking into pieces and scattering on the ground.
Xin Yan and Xin He maintained their speed, passing through the falling debris, with swords in hand still thrusting forward.
"Not good!"
Their expressions changed, secretly realizing sothing was wrong, for they noticed the person behind the Earth Wall Barrier had already vanished.
Swoosh!
A dusky yellow halo flashed, and Qin Yang's figure appeared behind the two.
"Wind Blade Technique!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Yang unleashed two cyan Wind Blades from his fingertips, fiercely slashing towards Xin Yan and Xin He's necks.
Xin Yan and Xin He felt a chill at the back of their necks, and they paused, Inner Power surging at their toes, spinning on the spot and swiftly splitting to the sides, avoiding the two Wind Blades.
"Can you escape?"
Qin Yang sneered coldly, forming a spell seal with both hands.
The two Wind Blades curved slightly in mid-air, and like clinging shadows, they targeted Xin Yan and Xin He respectively.
Xin Yan and Xin He's faces were filled with shock, obviously not expecting that the Wind Blades could change direction under Qin Yang's control.
However, their combat experience was extrely rich. Imdiately, the marks on their palms changed, clearly preparing to use Martial Skills.
"Fla Tyrant Fist!"
"Gloomy Water Soft Palm!"
Boom! Boom!
A fist infused with crimson fla Inner Power and a water-patterned hand seal filled with blue hues struck at the two Wind Blades.
The crimson flas evaporated the Wind Blades into nothingness, while the blue water-patterned hand seal scattered the Wind Blades. Subsequently, these two attacks continued towards Qin Yang.
Swoosh!
As the fist and palm attack neared, Qin Yang's figure disappeared again, reappearing behind Xin He.
Qin Yang's eyes were icy, forming another Wind Blade at his fingertip, only a yard away from Xin He, almost upon him in the blink of an eye, leaving Xin He no ti to react.
Splurt~!
Blood spurted out, and a large head rolled on the ground. A Middle Stage Earth Tier expert had fallen!
"Second brother!"
Xin Yan's eyes turned blood red in an instant.
Everyone present was also shocked, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them, where two Middle Stage Earth Tier experts besieged this youth, yet one of them ended up dead.
"Ah...little animal, I will kill you!"
Xin Yan roared, Inner Power howling out from within him, changing marks in his hand, with crimson flas dancing on each of his fingers.
Swish!
With a furious stomp on the ground, Xin Yan's figure shot out, his fiery fingers reaching to grab Qin Yang's crown.
"Ice Cone Sky Fall!"
Qin Yang smirked coldly, raising his hand, and instantly hundreds of Ice Cones ford in mid-air, each refracting a cold gleam, their tips razor-sharp like daggers, daunting to behold.
Whizz, whizz, whizz!
A barrage of Ice Cones shot downwards swiftly from the sky, targeting Xin Yan.
"Damn it!"
Xin Yan's expression changed, halting his steps, and dodged to the side.
The Ice Cones followed closely, embedding into the ground just like sharp arrows, forcing the enraged Xin Yan into a rather awkward situation.
"Elder Han, quickly help Elder Yan!"
Xin Feihua's face was sowhat grim, not expecting the youth's strength to progress so rapidly.
"Great Ice Palm!"
Elder Han nodded, his figure flashing, appearing ten ters in front of Qin Yang. His whole body was enveloped in cold Inner Power; with a change in his hand seals, an icy Frost Palm flew towards Qin Yang.
"Fire Dragon Technique!"
Qin Yang glanced coldly at Elder Han, forming a spell seal with his fingers, creating a winding Fire Dragon in mid-air before him.
Boom!
The Fire Dragon howled past, instantly engulfing the Frost Palm Seal, and then, unchanged in course, pounced towards Elder Han.
Bam~!
The Fire Dragon crashed into Elder Han, making him spit out a mouthful of blood, his hair charred black, his body flying backward and colliding with the trunk of an Osmanthus Tree.
"Everyone, let's go together, capture this brat first, then force the Daoist Art Magic Technique out of him."
Seeing Elder Han injured, Xin Feng's complexion changed, turning to An Yuan, Xiao Hailong, and others.
An Yuan, Leng Yi, and the four Yellow Tier Perfection Ancient Martial Artists behind him nodded in agreent, while hesitation flashed across Xiao Hailong's face. Faced with Qin Yang's mysterious techniques, he too felt a bit hesitant, but with circumstances as they were, they had no choice but to unite.
"Kill!"
An Yuan coldly shouted, everyone's figures flashed, all charging towards Qin Yang.
Facing the siege of so many Ancient Martial Artists, Li Xinyan, Wang Hu, and Zhao Hui all wore expressions of concern.
"Since you're all coming at once, let's just resolve you all together!"
Qin Yang's eyes turned cold, sweeping a glance at the oncoming attackers, hands forming spell seals, and a faint aura enveloped him entirely.
"Low Altitude Levitation!"
Just as those Ancient Martial Artists rushed towards Qin Yang, his body floated upward, leaving An Yuan and the others in shock below.
Suspended in mid-air, a youthful figure floated quietly, coldly gazing down at An Yuan and others beneath.
"Flying Sword Skill."
Qin Yang ford a complex Profound Seal with both hands, within which was a White Light Saber gleaming brightly.
Looking at the White Light Saber floating above his palm, Qin Yang appeared slightly pale, evidently, the White Light Saber had consud a significant amount of his Spiritual Power.
"Go!"
Qin Yang shouted lowly, the White Light Saber detached from his palm, growing with the wind to the size of a common Treasure Sword.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The White Light Sword Body split into two, then four, eventually forming sixteen White Light Sword Bodies, all aligned to target An Yuan, Xin Feng, Xiao Hailong, and others below.
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