Chapter 1950 Re-Entering the Game

Liang Yan saw the bamboo flute from a distance. Although his expression did not change, his heart was filled with turmoil.

That bamboo flute was clearly given to Nan Youyue by him back then!

After the battle at Xuantian Pass, Liang Yan was injured by the saint and his strength was greatly reduced. It was Nan Youyue who sacrificed her own efforts to help him overcome the difficulty.

After giving away the blood, Nan Youyue took away a bamboo flute from him, which was the one they used to play together when they were enlightened at Qinhai. Since then, they have kept it close to them and never left it.

I didn’t expect that I would appear here today!

At this moment, Liang Yan's thoughts were spinning rapidly.

Nan Youyue arrived here with Tang Qianzhi, why did she disappear for no reason?

Thinking of the witchcraft doll found in Huangsha City, it proves that this matter must be related to the witch clan. Could it be that they have all been captured?

"Liang Yan, can you imagine the owner of this bamboo flute?" A hoarse voice came from the black cloak.

"What did you do to her?"

Liang Yan acted very calmly, but his right hand that was originally hanging in the air could not help but tighten a little.

This detail did not escape Wu Xin's eyes.

She knew Liang Yan's temperament well, and she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw this scene.

"It seems that the owner of this bamboo flute has a very important position in my husband's heart. Could it be her?"

At this moment, Wu Xin guessed the identity of the owner of the bamboo flute and frowned slightly.

"hehe."

The cloaked man let out a low and hoarse laugh, and then slowly said: "Liang Yan, your confidante is still alive. If you want to redeem her, I will exchange the slate in your hand for her."

Nan Youyue was very kind to Liang Yan, and she also realized Taoism in Qinhai with him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a confidante. Although Liang Yan had rejected this woman's affection many times, the favor he accepted was real.

When the man in the cloak took out the bamboo flute, Liang Yan was indeed a little confused.

But now, he has gradually calmed down.

After a moment of silence, Liang Yan said slowly: "Are Tang Qianzhi and Wei Wuming in your hands?"

"certainly!"

The man in the cloak did not deny it and said calmly: "The person you are looking for is now a prisoner of our three clans. As I said again, if you don't want them to die, please hand over the slate in your hand quickly."

Liang Yan shook his head and said, "I can't trust you. How can you prove their life and death with only a bamboo flute? Unless you let me see them with my own eyes."

"Haha, you have no choice." The cloaked man did not give in.

"Then I will destroy this stone slab in front of you and completely defeat your plan!"

Liang Yan raised the stone slab again, the sword in his hand was less than an inch away from the stone slab.

The monks from the three major foreign races all stared at his right hand, their hearts in their throats.

But the man in the cloak was unhurried.

"You can destroy this stone slab, but I swear that I will kill all Nanxuan prisoners, including Nan Youyue and Tang Qianzhi."

At this point, his voice became deeper and deeper, and two rays of light seemed to shoot out of the black mist of the cloak.

"Liang Yan, do you dare to bet?"

Liang Yan didn't speak.

He raised the slate high, the sword energy getting closer and closer.

The two confronted each other without saying a word, but the atmosphere became more and more serious! On the entire battlefield, the 180,000 alien coalition troops and 30,000 Nanxuan elites all held their breath, and no one made a sound.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Liang Yan.

His sword energy was getting closer and closer to the stone slab, and he was about to pierce it in the next moment.

But the man in the cloak didn't react at all. He kept his hands behind his back and let Liang Yan make his decision.

In the eyes of some people, a few breaths of time seems like millions of years have passed.

Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Liang Yan's consciousness.

It was an extremely dangerous feeling, and one he was familiar with.

"Is this...a feeling from heaven and man?"

Liang Yan never expected that his heavenly and human telepathy would appear at this time, and it foreshadowed the upcoming sixth difficulty!

He glanced at the ancient slate in his hand and suddenly understood that the moment he lifted the slate, the sixth difficulty was already on the way.

"Is it because of Nan Youyue?"

Liang Yan suddenly thought of the telepathy from heaven and man a long time ago, and there was a picture of Nan Youyue in it.

At this moment, Liang Yan's thoughts changed and he finally made a decision.

He slowly put down the slate in his hand and chuckled: "It seems that you know me very well and know that I will not give up their lives."

When the monks from the three major foreign races saw this scene, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

Even many monks in Nanxuan nodded secretly at this moment.

But the man in the cloak laughed strangely and did not respond to Liang Yan.

"Okay, I promise to exchange the slates for the prisoners in your hands, but I have a condition." Liang Yan said solemnly.

"What conditions?"

"The soldiers behind me must be allowed to safely withdraw from the Black Mountain Territory. During this period, you must block Tong Ni in Tianmu City and prevent him from sending troops to pursue. In exchange, I can stay alone with the stone slab."

"Don't you think this condition is a bit excessive?" The cloaked man's voice was very low, and he sounded dissatisfied.

"Not too much."

Liang Yan looked calm and said slowly: "For me, the lives of Tang Qianzhi and Nan Youyue are important, but the lives of the soldiers behind me are equally important. I will not sacrifice others just to save some people." Some people are in danger.”

As soon as he said this, the army immediately became commotion.

"No, Commander!"

"Commander, these alien races are all tigers and wolves. You must not be left alone. We will fight to the death to advance and retreat with you!"

"Commander, think twice!"

Zhao Yi, Venerable Fuhu, Wang Chonghua and other generals came up to advise him.

But Liang Yan waved his hand without looking back and said coldly: "This is a military order. You don't need to say much. Just obey my order."

"Commander!"

Wang Chonghua wanted to say something more, but Wuxin next to him suddenly said:

"You all listen to Liang Yan. The matter has come to this point. There is no point in staying in the Black Mountain Territory. If there is a war with the aliens, it will definitely be the child rebels who will benefit. Rather than all die in this barren mountain, it is better to keep the With a useful body, I will devote myself to the frontal battlefield of the North-South War in the future."

"good."

Although Liang Yan did not look back, he secretly sent a message to Wang Chonghua: "General Wang, you are the person I trust the most. All the Nanxuan soldiers behind me are entrusted to you."

After hearing this, Wang Chonghua's expression changed again and again, and finally he sighed and bowed behind Liang Yan.

"Don't worry, Commander Liang, Wang will do his best to bring everyone out of the Black Mountain Territory!"

After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He looked at the cloaked man in the distance again and laughed loudly: "How is it, have you made a decision? I am not alarmist this time. If you don't agree, I will destroy the slate in my hand immediately!"

"This boy" the man in the cloak hesitated.

He knew that for Liang Yan, the chips on both sides were equally important. If he didn't agree to it, the stone slab might be destroyed this time.

Thinking of his years of planning, the cloaked man couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, Liang Yan, be cruel! I agree to your conditions, but you must stay with that stone slab."

"Of course." Liang Yan laughed.

"You guys go. With the monks from my three clans here, I'm sorry that Tong Ni doesn't dare to send troops."

After the man in the cloak finished speaking, he waved his sleeves. The monks from the three major foreign races seemed to respect his orders and immediately began to form their troops and stand guard in place.

"Wait a minute, give my son back first!" The leader of the Fantasy Clan suddenly spoke at this time.

Everyone in Nanxuan looked at Liang Yan. When the latter nodded slightly, someone led Mo to the front of the two armies, and Liang Yan lifted the restrictions on him.

After many days, he finally regained his freedom, and a smile appeared on Mo's face.

But he didn't say a word, didn't even look back, and just walked silently behind the leader of the Fantasy Clan, with his eyebrows lowered and his head lowered.

"You guys should go too."

Liang Yan always turned his back to everyone and spoke calmly.

Wang Chonghua's face was complicated. He glanced at Liang Yan's back for the last time and said "Take care!", then turned around and led the 30,000 monks who were still alive to leave slowly.

The mighty Nanxuan army retreated like a tide.

Not long after, Liang Yan's back was empty. All the more than 30,000 soldiers had evacuated, but one person stayed.

There was a warm feeling in the palm of my hand.

But a snow-white, smooth catkin stretched out and intertwined with his fingers.

"Husband, no matter what happens, I will face it with you." Wuxin's soft voice sounded beside him.

After hearing this, Liang Yan showed a smile on his face.

"Let's act according to the situation. Be careful about the man in the cloak. This man is anything but simple."

"Well, this man hides his head and hides his tail. I can't see through him with my spiritual consciousness. Moreover, the three major alien races are all obedient to him. I don't know why."

"The attitudes of the three major alien races are actually different. The Phantom Race and the Giant Spirit Race just obey his orders, but the Wu Clan monks worship this man very much. I think there must be something fishy in this, and maybe it can be resolved separately."

"You're right, it depends on what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd."

The two stood side by side, seemingly in peace, but in fact they were communicating secretly.

The man in the cloak didn't seem to care about them. He chose an open space to sit down, sat cross-legged and meditated, and fell into meditation.

Time passed, the sun rose and set, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past five days, Tianmu City also sent experts to inquire about the situation here, but in the end, without exception, they were all intercepted and killed by the masters of the three major alien races, and not a single piece of information could be transmitted back to Tianmu City.

Tong Ni was surprised and said that Nan Xuan had formed an alliance with the foreign race and was preparing to attack his Tianmu City.

Therefore, he was even more afraid to leave the city and ordered Wang Tianhe and others to strengthen the city defense and increase restrictions. He hid in the cave and retreated, hoping to use the power of "Yin Source" to quickly recover from the injuries in his body.

Everyone in Beiming is in danger, because there is only one last chance to use the "Pure Yang Sky Mirror", so how can they dare to take the initiative to pursue it? Has always been behind closed doors!

On the morning of the fifth day, the cloaked man finally woke up from his trance, stood up and said leisurely: "Liang Yan, I have blocked Tianmu City for five days as you wished. Now even if Tong Ni sends troops immediately, it is impossible to pursue him. It’s time to go to Nanxuan monk.”

After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly, but his expression was noncommittal.

The cloaked man was a little angry when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "Liang Yan! I have completed the agreement, and now it is your turn to fulfill your promise."

"Five days are not enough for Nanxuan's army to leave the Black Mountain Territory." Liang Yan shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with the current situation.

"snort!"

The man in the cloak snorted coldly and shouted: "Liang Yan! Don't think that I don't know what you are planning! The reinforcements from Beiming will arrive in a few days. You want to delay time and muddy the situation here, so you can There is an opportunity!"

After hearing this, Liang Yan glanced at the man hidden in the cloak and felt slightly surprised.

This person could guess his thoughts clearly.

The reason why Nan Xuan's army was evacuated was also for this purpose. Anyway, he and Wu Xin were barefoot and were not afraid of wearing shoes. The more chaotic the situation in the Black Mountain Territory was, the more likely they were to fish in troubled waters.

But now, the other party doesn't seem to want to give him this opportunity.

"Either hand over the slate, or I will kill all the prisoners and then kill you two too!" the cloaked man said harshly.

"hehe."

Liang Yan laughed and said leisurely: "There is no deep hatred between you and me, so why would we both suffer losses? You want your slate, and I want Tang Qianzhi's life. Let's each take what we need."

After hearing this, the man in the cloak softened his tone slightly and said, "In that case, hand over the slate now and I will release him immediately."

"Don't worry." Liang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can give you the slate, but you have to let me see the hostages, right? Otherwise I don't know whether they are dead or alive."

"You still want to play tricks?"

"How could it be!" Liang Yan's smile did not change and he said: "There are only two of me now. Are you three major gods still afraid of just two of us? Take me to the place where the prisoners are detained. After making sure that they are all alive, Liang Someone will give you the slate."

After hearing this, the cloaked man did not answer immediately.

The chiefs of the three foreign tribes behind him communicated through voice transmission for a moment. Finally, Wu Changqing walked up to the cloaked man and seemed to say something through voice transmission.

"good."

After hearing this, the cloaked man nodded slightly and said solemnly: "I can agree to your request, but this is also the last request. I hope you will stop trying to be clever."

"Of course." Liang Yan smiled.

"Take them away."

The man in the cloak dropped these words, raised his hand and made a spell, turned into a ray of light, and flew away to the north without looking back.

The leader of the Huan Clan, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, and Wu Changqing, the top masters of the three foreign races, each led more than ten strong men of the Transformation Tribulation Realm, surrounding Liang Yan and Wu Xin.

In addition, there were the 180,000 foreign troops, with three layers inside and three layers outside, almost surrounding them.

"You two, please." Wu Changqing made a gesture of invitation.

Facing the dark crowd and countless masters, Liang Yan looked calm, looked at Wu Xin, and said with a smile:

"In that case, I'll ask the three clan leaders to lead the way."