The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yan killed Fox Shisan with a single sword, and Xiong Ba at the other end of the forest also seemed to feel his heart. His eyes swept in this direction, and for the first time a hint of panic appeared in his crazy eyes.

"Crap! That Sao Niang..."

Xiong Ba murmured. Although his boxing strength was still domineering and fierce, his breath fluctuated for a moment. Mo Haoran looked at the opportunity and continued to eat his giant bear with the golden light of Buddhism, gradually gaining the upper hand in the battle. .

And on this side of the woods, Liang Yan had stopped, and urged Jian Wan again, and threw the body of Fox Shisan into ashes. Only after confirming that she had completely dissipated her soul, did she cautiously walk over. .

At the level of the Tongxuan Realm, all kinds of weird magical powers are emerging in an endless stream. Liang Yan has not been practicing for a long time, and he has not seen many things consciously, so he is very careful to avoid capsize in the gutter.

He came to the place where Fox Shisan had fallen. At this time, he had completely disappeared, except for a fox head mask, a storage ring, and the "Fantastic Needles" scattered all over the ground.

Liang Yan inspected this set of flying needle magic weapons, and found that most of them were destroyed by his own sword aura. It seemed that the spirituality had dissipated, and it was no longer usable.

"pity."

After a light sigh, Liang Yan slapped a magic trick and put these broken "Fantastic Needles" into his own pocket, then grabbed the fox head mask and scattered storage rings in his hand, and inspected it for a while. a while.

"This mask is amazing. It can completely hide its own breath, and it can also be disguised and disguised. It is many times better than the magic of the'Road of Origin' I used."

Liang Yan sighed and put this mask in his storage ring. As for the storage ring of Fox XIII, he didn't have time to take a closer look at this time, so he could only put it away temporarily, and check again when the matter was over.

He cleaned up the surrounding battlefield, but he erased all the places with sword marks, then turned around and returned along the road where he came.

Liang Yan did not chase too far in the first battle with Fox XIII, but with the effort of a cup of tea, he had already returned to the place before.

At this time, Mo Haoran was fighting Xiong Ba inextricably, and the Buddhism golden light and the soaring boxing force continued to collide in the forest, emitting layers of halo.

Liang Yan's vision was so vicious, he was keenly aware that Xiong Ba's strength had dropped by a notch compared to before.

The reason is that Xiong Ba already has a hint of cowardice in his heart. Although he is still very open and fierce on the surface, the hint of cowardice in his heart cannot be concealed in front of a master of the same level.

"It seems that he already knows that Fox Thirteen is dead."

Liang Yan understood in an instant. Seeing that Mo Haoran had completely suppressed Xiong Ba, he was not in a hurry to help, but raised his hand to take away the "red and soft" of Hu Shisan.

This magic weapon is so powerful that it can trap one's own two sword gangs, which is more than one grade better than the magic weapons of Kunshan Sansha, Xuanye Lao Dao, and Poison Lady.

Fox Shisan was dead, and "Hong Chen Ruan" was uncontrolled, so he naturally released his black lotus sword and fixed light sword.

Liang Yan collected the magic weapon, and took his flying sword back into Taixu Hu, then turned around, erasing all the sword marks and sword intent he left behind, and then slowly looked towards the battle in the forest. .

"Donor Liang is leisurely and elegant. The battle hasn't been finished yet, so is it time to clean up the battlefield?"

Yu Feihong on the side really couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but speak.

"Haha, Senior Mo is superb in Buddhism and has supernatural powers. It can deal with a small bear. Isn't that enough? Liang is just a junior in the Golden Core Realm. It depends on Senior Mo to save his life. How dare to blend in with this? Level of fighting?" Liang Yan said haha.

Yu Feihong was stunned for a while, even Mo Haoran frowned in the fight, but both of them were thoughtful people, and they understood his meaning almost instantly.

"So that's the case, then please ask the donor to plunder for the poor monk, and watch the poor monk accept this bear demon!"

Mo Haoran smiled slightly and urged his Buddhist supernatural powers to the extreme, and under the golden light, Xiong Ba's figure was firmly suppressed below.

The two were fighting fiercely, but a black cloud flew quickly in the distance. Behind the black cloud, there were two figures walking like flying above the woods, at an incredible speed.

The black cloud covered the sky and covered the ground, and it was black and heavy, and it whizzed out at this time, and it was near the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Liang Yan looked up and saw that the black clouds were densely packed with red-eyed crows. These crows fell from mid-air and gathered on the branches of the forest chirpingly, and finally formed a black-robed monk.

This person wears a crow mask and is extremely thin. The eyes behind the mask have no emotion, and he seems to be uninterested in anything.

Xiong Bazheng punched through Mo Haoran's golden light of Dharma, and when he saw the monk who had arrived suddenly, he couldn't help shouting:

"Yah Liu, Sao Huli is dead!"

"I can't care about her, let's go!"

The man wearing the crow mask gave a low cry, stretched out his hand to take out a scroll from his sleeve, and slowly unfolded it.

Among the scrolls, there are mountains, rivers and seas, palaces and pavilions, which look majestic and magnificent. At this time, a white light shoots out from it and splits in mid-air.

"not good!"

Mo Haoran frowned slightly, the spiritual power in his body was running, and the golden light in the sky suddenly flourished, as if he wanted to rush to leave Xiong Ba before the white light arrived.

However, Xiong Ba didn't panic, his arms soaring, he blasted out 18 punches one after another, each punch had the power to open the mountains and rivers, only the golden light of the sky was in the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

With two whizzes through the air, both Xiong Ba and Ya Liu were swept by the white light, the breath of the two people disappeared at the same time, and the two white lights turned around in the air and returned to the painting axis.

The solitary scroll fell slowly from mid-air, unexpectedly there was no wind and spontaneously ignited. After a while, it turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and there was no trace left.

At this moment, the two figures chasing behind Ya Liu were just enough to arrive. At first, one person was wearing a brown robe, a scribe's scarf, and an emerald green flute at his waist. It was the examiner Nan Tianxing in the fourth round.

As for the young girl in the cardamom age behind him, it was Ye Qing, the examiner in the third round.

"Eight Scenery of Yunluo!"

When Nan Tianxing arrived, he happened to see that the scroll took Xiong Ba and Ya Liu away, and there was no wind in the air.

"It turns out that there is such a strange treasure, no wonder I dare to mix into my Wushuang City!"

Nan Tianxing's expression is hard to see the extreme. This Yunluo Eight Scenery Picture is a strange treasure. According to legend, it was created by an expert in Yongye City. It can not only break through the void, but also has no trace or trace.

The only drawback is that it can only be used once, and it will self-destruct after use, which is a one-time life-saving magic weapon.

After the expert in Yongye City created this magic weapon, he did not use it, but exchanged the items needed for the triumph with others. Later, this magic weapon was tossed around many places, and no one knows whose hand it finally came into. He didn't expect it to appear in the Fanghu Fairy Valley in Wushuang City today.

"Amitabha Buddha, don't chase the poor, you should check first to see if there are any survivors here." Mo Haoran put his hands together, and whispered the Buddha's horn.

After hearing his words, Nan Tianxing had doubts about the identity of this person, but he also understood that it was not the time to question, so he rushed into the forest and began to check the injured candidates one by one.

After half a cup of tea, Nan Tianxing sighed, his eyes full of regret.

"Only five people still have a breath...The rest can't be saved..."

Liang Yan just came here at this time. Hearing this, he almost didn't need to read to know that the five people Nan Tianxing said must be Cang Yueming, Situ Kuangsheng, Huangfuqi, Ji Lai and Li Xiran.

Those candidates who were controlled by Fox Thirteen had exploded in a short period of time with fighting power that surpassed their own potential, but because of this they burned their essence and soul, and were already weak.

Later, they received three punches from Xiong Ba in the air. Most of them died on the spot, and some of them were seriously injured and dying. They also died in succession during this period of time...

Only the monks who were not under the control of Hu Shisan at the time were lucky enough to get their lives back. Among them, Cang Yueming, Situ Kuangsheng, and Huangfuqi were the most injured and passed out long ago.

Ji Lai and Li Xiran both had magic weapons to protect their bodies. Although they weren't knocked out at the time, when Fox Thirteen again displayed their magical powers, they were almost taken control of their minds.

Although Fox Shisan was dead at this time, the two of them were still in a coma, but the injuries suffered were the lightest among the five surviving people.

Nan Tianxing instilled spiritual power for these five people one by one, suppressing the injuries in their bodies with secret methods, and when the conditions of these people gradually improved, then the corpses of the remaining candidates were collected one by one.

"Ye Qing, have you checked the other mountain trails? Are there any survivors?" Nan Tianxing asked in a deep voice.

"No one is alive. Those who participated in the third round of assessment, except for the few people in front of them, were all killed." Although Ye Qing looked a bit silly, but at this time he knew that he had committed dereliction of duty. He replied softly, turning his head.

Upon seeing this, Nan Tianxing sighed: "I know you are very guilty, but you are not to blame. After all, the first two rounds of assessment were accompanied by examiners, and only this third round of assessment was in the mountains. Not only was there no examiner to accompany, but there was still a fog in the mountains, which obscured the exploration of the spiritual sense, so they chose to do it here. I will truthfully report this matter to you. As for how to punish you, it is beyond my control."

The two exchanged for a while, and Nan Tianxing motioned her to step aside, and then cast his gaze to Mo Haoran who was not far away.

"Your Buddhism practice is profound and profound, if I read it right, it should be from Luo Tianzong, right?" Nan Tianxing asked, squinting.

"Amitabha Buddha, poor monk Luo Tianshan Huijue." Mo Haoran clasped his hands together.

"Hui Jue, are you the Venerable Hui Jue of Burning Lantern?"

Nan Tianxing's face changed suddenly, and a sceptical look appeared in his eyes, and he asked in disbelief: "Senior is one of the eight great sages of Luo Tianshan, why should he get involved in the assessment of juniors in my Wushuang City?"

"It's not that I deliberately want to get involved in this assessment, but that the poor monk is destined to have such a catastrophe."

Hui Jue slowly said: "Although the poor monk was successful in his cultivation, he was unable to survive his second disaster. In desperation, he could only use the sect secret technique to reincarnate, and'Mo Haoran' was mine. Turn the body of the robbery."

"When I didn't retrieve my previous life memory,'Mo Haoran' was just a drunkard wanderer. This time I joined Wushuang City, I was going to be beheaded here by this gang of gangsters. This can be regarded as a speculation by God to avoid disasters. A kind of punishment. Fortunately, my ancestor Yu Feihong found me and used my previous life magic weapon to awaken my soul, otherwise the poor monk would have died and disappeared."

After hearing what Hui Jue said, everyone present also understood. It turns out that Yu Feihong's trip was not to join Wushuang City, but to find his master's reincarnation here.

Nan Tianxing is a monk who has stepped into the Transmigration Realm with half his foot, and almost instantly understood some of the rumors. He nodded and said: "That's it, it seems that the Buddhist scriptures obtained by the Golden Lantern monk under the oil lamp The remnant is the practice practiced by seniors in the previous life. As for why Mo Haoran achieved Dao in his dream, it must be the remnant soul of Senior Huijue’s previous life to dream, and pass his practice to his reincarnated body, right?"

"Haha, the South Donor really has a torch."

Huijue laughed and said, "Although I can teach the Fa to myself in my dream, I can't wake up my soul by myself. I have to find someone who is destined to find the body of turning calamity for me, and who can break the confession from the temple? Take off the oil lamp on the stage, whoever is the destined person of the poor monk."

When he said this, he looked at Yu Feihong, with a gentle smile on his face, obviously he had regarded the other party as his official heir.

"It's all said to be false. This honesty doesn't deceive me. It seems that it was not Yu Feihong who refused to join Luo Tianshan~www.readwn.com~ but Luo Tianshan didn't want to take him." Nan Tianxing said again.

"I can't hide anything from Senior Nan! Yes, when Luo Tianshan's uncle came down to find me, he saw the clues at that time. He asked me to find the master's turning body in the vast crowd, otherwise in this life Can't join Luo Tianzong either."

When Yu Feihong said this, he pointed to the top of his head again, and smiled: "The ring scar on his head is the time limit he gave me. If I have not found my master before the ring scar disappears, then I will be completely with Luo. Tianshan is nowhere to be found."

"Okay, your fate as a master and apprentice is now in my Wushuang City."

There was a smile on Nan Tianxing’s face. Although Huijue’s previous life was the power of the Transmigration Realm, he was only in the middle stage of the Tongxuan Realm in this lifetime. As far as strength is concerned, he must be below himself. Of course he is not. It would be too restrictive.

In fact, the reason why Hui Jue and Yu Feihong explained so much was because this was in Wushuang City. As the monks of Luo Tianshan, they had indeed gone beyond telling them.

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