Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Yang Yan raised his hand and laid several traps. The Jade Spirit Ring rushed around in them, but it was in vain. No matter how Shen Weiyang urged it, it could not get out of the trap.

At this time, she no longer cared about the idea of ​​​​subduing this man. She directly recited the formula to speed up the absorption of his spiritual energy. At the same time, she sent a message to her senior brother who was stunned to the side to deal with him.

However, when the white-clothed monk came over, Yang Yan had already laid a protective array for himself and the sect disciples beside him. This was not like the one he laid when he first came into contact with the array. He dared to say that even if a monk in the God Transformation Stage came, he would not be able to break it for a while, let alone a small Nascent Soul.

The continuous attacks of the white-clothed monk could not shake the protective array at all. Shen Weiyang said in his heart, "It's useless", and used all the true energy in his body to increase the speed of absorbing spiritual energy to the maximum.

However, Yang Yan had already started his own actions. He ignored the rapidly lost spiritual energy and focused on the jade ring that was emitting a light blue light. In an instant, countless lines of nodes appeared in front of him.

As early as two years of continuous learning, he had already figured out the principle of constructing formations in the world of cultivation. In the eyes of ordinary people, this top-level spiritual absorption formation is unfathomable, but in his eyes, it is composed of a series of password formulas.

And to crack the formation, you only need to...

He floated close to the jade ring, stretched out his fingers and continuously clicked on several nodes to input spiritual energy. The high-speed formation was instantly stagnant and collapsed from the nodes bit by bit.

And the previous suction force naturally no longer existed. Yang Yan operated the skills and sucked back the spiritual energy stored in the jade ring.

"Impossible!" Shen Weiyang shouted in disbelief when he noticed that the spiritual energy in the jade ring was constantly lost. He wanted to activate it again but found that he could not control it at all!

"What did you do?" She was shocked and said repeatedly, "Stop, I order you to stop, otherwise you will be retaliated by Luohai Palace!"

How could Yang Yan care about her? He accelerated the speed of the exercise, and in just a moment, he absorbed the spiritual energy that he had lost before, but he did not stop, and continued to absorb all the spiritual energy in the jade ring.

The jade ring that lost all the spiritual energy became dim and dull with the naked eye, and then cracks began to appear on the smooth surface. In Shen Weiyang's horrified eyes, it cracked little by little, and finally turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

She spit out a mouthful of blood with a "puff". The destruction of her life magic weapon caused her to suffer a serious backlash. She was seriously injured and her soul was damaged. Her realm was in danger and she was in danger of falling at any time.

"Young Palace Master!" Seeing this, the white-robed monk hurriedly stepped forward to support her limp body and said anxiously, "How are you?"

"Brother Zhuo, he dared to destroy my life magic weapon, you kill him for me!" Shen Weiyang gritted his teeth.

"This..." The white-robed monk was embarrassed. He couldn't even break the opponent's protective formation, so how could he kill them?

He hesitated and advised, "Why don't we go back to the palace first, gather people and then settle accounts with them."

Shen Weiyang's eyes were fierce, but before she could speak, Yang Yan had already put away the formation and walked out, saying coldly: "You haven't settled the account of bullying my Donghe Sect yet, and you still want to leave?"

"Don't you just rely on your knowledge of formations? You dare to speak so arrogantly here, thinking that there is no one in the world?" The white-robed monk flashed in front of the young palace master, "If you have the ability, don't use the formation, let's fight it openly."

Who was the first to attack by relying on the formation?

Yang Yan was amused and didn't bother to argue with him. He held the sword horizontally and said, "Okay."

The white-robed monk was very calm. The only thing he was afraid of was the other party's unpredictable means of using the formation. Now he was provoked to give up what he was best at. He didn't believe that he would not be able to beat him because he was one level higher than him.

However, when they really fought, he knew why this person was so straightforward. Obviously, his cultivation was higher, but he was always suppressed and beaten.

The opponent had strong true energy and super combat awareness. No matter whether he was making a fake move or a sneak attack, he could easily see through it. Soon he began to be at a loss and fell into deep despair.

Yang Yan's sword was faster than the sword, just like he had done before, he did not kill him immediately, but left a scar on his body from time to time.

After being beaten into a blood gourd, the white-robed monk's fighting spirit collapsed, and he collapsed and shouted: "Kill if you want to, why humiliate others?"

"So you know this is humiliation, then what did I do before?" Yang Yan said coldly.

The white-robed monk was speechless. When he played tricks on others, he only felt happy and funny, but when the same thing happened to him, he felt powerless and sad.

Seeing that he could not defeat his opponent no matter what, he thought that he would definitely die. Rather than die in humiliation, it would be better to die with the opponent.

Seeing an opening, the white-robed monk suddenly rushed over and grabbed his hand tightly, with a strange smile on his face, and urged the true qi to detonate the Yuanying in his body.

Unfortunately, Yang Yan never relaxed his vigilance. When he exploded, he had already swung his sword to cut off his hand, and retreated rapidly, and the protective true qi on his body was also stimulated at the same time.

With a terrifying explosion, he was blown away by the air wave. Fortunately, he protected himself in time. Although he was a little dusty, he was not injured at all. However, the white-robed monk had been turned into pieces and died more dead than dead.

As for Shen Weiyang, she had already quietly slipped away when she saw that her senior brother was defeated.

Yang Yan had no intention of hunting her down. He killed the male protagonist before, which prompted Tiandao to personally come to strangle him. Who knows if he would disturb it again if he attacks one of the female protagonists again?

He didn't want to try that kind of pain that would tear his soul to pieces.

"Is everyone okay?" Yang Yan glanced at the deep pit formed by the white-clothed monk's self-destruction, turned around, walked to the disciples of Donghe Sect, and withdrew the protective formation.

"Senior Brother, you are so powerful!" The disciples were protected by the formation. Although they suffered a bit of the aftermath of the shock, only those below the third level of Qi training turned pale. The others were fine. At this time, everyone Looking at him with reverence.

They saw with their own eyes the horrific explosion just now, and they were still worried about him when they saw him being blown away. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, he stood up again as if nothing was wrong.

Seeing that they were all in good spirits and that the three teachers who were meditating and healing were not affected, Yang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "Go and pack up, we will leave here immediately."

"Ah? Why, senior brother? Aren't those bad guys beaten away already?" A disciple asked in confusion.

"Are you stupid?" Yang Yan didn't need to answer. He immediately slapped the person who asked the question cleverly, "Didn't you hear that they were from the superior immortal sect? Why don't you leave now and stay here to wait for someone to take revenge? ?”

The disciple who was taught a lesson dropped his face and said, "But after leaving the master's door, where can we go?"

No one else spoke, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy for a while.

"Don't worry," Yang Yan smiled and said, "I have found a better place to stay. I came back this time to pick you up."

"Wow!" All the disciples cheered immediately, "Senior Brother is so awesome!"

None of them doubted his statement. In their opinion, by being able to defeat a powerful enemy that the leader and the two elders could not defeat, the eldest brother had risen to be the most powerful person in their minds.

"But what should we do with the brothers who escaped before?" After cheering, they finally remembered this. When the guard formation was broken, although most of them were stopped by the enemy, a few escaped.

They must still not know that another change has occurred in the sect. The senior brother returned in time and descended from the sky to beat the enemy away. They were probably still running for their lives in panic at this time.

"It's okay," Yang Yan said after hearing this, "You go back and pack your things, and I'll find them back."

At this time, all the disciples regarded him as their idol. They were relieved after hearing what he said, and they all obediently went back to their rooms to pack their things.

Yang Yan, on the other hand, re-arranged the protective formation and then chased the people who successfully escaped in the direction they said.

At that time, only four people escaped from the Donghe Gate. They did not dare to stop along the way or look back. They endured the heat in their eyes and tried their best to activate the flying sword until they were exhausted and their physical and spiritual energy was exhausted. Just had to stop.

The four of them descended to the foot of a mountain and looked at each other with red eyes. One of them, a little girl who was only at the third level of Qi training, suddenly cried "Wow--".

Others were affected and could no longer bear it. Tears rolled down their cheeks. The teachers who taught them and protected them were gone. The brothers who studied together, practiced together, and played together must also...

"Junior sister, what should we do now?" asked a male disciple who looked to be in his twenties and was in the early stages of foundation building.

Sheng Zhuxuan was one of the people who luckily escaped. Although she was the youngest among them all, her cultivation level was the highest. They regarded her as their backbone for a while, and they all looked at her eagerly.

"Now the leader, elders and disciples must have been poisoned." She lost not only her teacher, but also her only relative. She was so sad that she had to hold back and analyze as rationally as possible, "The enemy I don’t know yet whether they will eradicate the roots and search for us.”

"So we must not reveal our identity. From today on, we are not allowed to call ourselves disciples of the Donghe Sect. We will hide it first and wait until the news has passed before going out to investigate. I will avenge the sect's blood feud even if I am shattered to pieces!"

"Swear to avenge blood!" The other three people echoed.

Afterwards, the group of people found a tree, endured their grief, dug a hole and buried the disciple tokens on them, then changed into their sect clothes, and were about to leave.

When a disciple looked up, he suddenly saw someone walking on a flying sword in their direction, and exclaimed in surprise: "The people chasing us are here!"

The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly changed.