The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"Cangcang!" With a sound, the long sword came out of its sheath, Qing Yixuan held the sharp sword in his hand, pointed at Liang Yanyao, and said: "Old sword master, please come in!"

"Draw the sword? No!" Liang Yan put one hand on the hilt of the Dingguangjian, thinking in his heart that if he really draws the sword, he might be in a different place next moment.

"What's the matter? Old sword master, hesitating, it doesn't look like your style of dealing with things!" Qing Yixuan looked at Liang Yan's hesitation, as if slightly puzzled.

"This person's martial arts can be regarded as the highest in the world in this painting. The three-legged cat's skill before I practiced the Taoism is definitely not his opponent, but my purpose is not to compete with him, but to find the Qing Emperor's legacy. ! Once the'Longevity Mayfly Wood' is in my hands, I can immediately leave the world in this painting!"

On the surface, Liang Yan was silent, his thoughts turned sharply, his eyes hurriedly swept in this hut, and he secretly said: "There is a big formation blocking the road in front, and there are dead enemies chasing after him, plus the place is called the Changsheng Temple. , The'Longevity Mayfly Wood' is probably here. But why haven't I seen anything suspicious yet?"

As he was thinking secretly in his heart, Na Qing Yixuan suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that the old swordsman is confident that he is going to give in to the niche! That's the case, the niche will recruit first!"

As soon as Qing Yixuan's voice fell, his toes touched the ground lightly, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon out of water, bringing up afterimages, piercing towards Liang Yan's heart.

"I'll make you a ghost! Can't wait any longer!"

Liang Yan cursed secretly in his heart, but at this moment, he glanced at the altar in the middle of the room and cried out in secret: "Right! There is a clear view here, and I haven't seen it behind the altar, maybe that The'Longevity Mayfly Wood' is right after the offering table!"

Thinking of this, Liang Yan no longer cared about Qing Yixuan's aggressive sword. Instead, he rushed towards the altar in the middle of the house with all his strength.

His run didn't matter, but Qing Yixuan on the opposite side was angry when he saw it, thinking that we could be regarded as the two masters in the world. Although you defeated the last time, it was also after hundreds of moves. Haven't seen it for ten years now, when you face my sharp sword again, you actually ignore it, even holding the long sword in my hand with your back facing me?

"Even if you have reached the point of returning to the basics, it would be too crazy to be so big!"

Qing Yixuan snorted coldly, and no longer hesitated with the sharp sword in his hand, almost chasing Liang Yan to his back vest with the force of wind and thunder.

A cold murderous aura came from behind, and the sword aura was overwhelming, and all the way out of Liang Yan's retreat had been sealed. Liang Yan knows that the person behind has been angered by himself, but now he has trouble saying, and there is no way out.

Almost, almost!

As long as you find the "Longevity Mayfly Tree", I will care if you are the number one martial artist in the world, and everything here has nothing to do with me!

Seeing that the offering table was getting closer and closer, almost three inches in front of him, Liang Yan suddenly hugged his head in his hands, the cat hunched back, and sprinted downwards, rolling towards the back of the offering table in the motion of a lazy donkey. .

He is still the appearance of Lu Xuan, the uncle of Kunwu Sword Sect, an old man who is over a hundred years old and famous all over the world, actually making such absurd actions. This weird scene fell in the eyes of Qing Yixuan. It was because he was accustomed to the big wind and waves, he could not help but be stunned for a while, and the long sword in his hand even gave a slight pause.

"Arrived!"

In this moment of effort, Liang Yan had already rolled past the offering table. He turned his head to look behind the offering table with excitement, but there were only three futons where he could see, and the surroundings were completely empty. Where is the Qingdi? Leftover wood? !

"what!"

Liang Yan's mind was blank for a moment, and this extremely realistic scene before him shattered the last glimmer of fantasy and hope in his heart.

"Could it be that Old Jin is the one who cares for me!?"

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Liang Yan's heart, but before he could think about it, the wind whistling behind him, and then a long sword passed through his chest!

"Huh? Have you lost all your skills!"

Standing behind Liang Yan, Qing Yixuan cried out in disbelief when he saw that he succeeded so easily.

Liang Yan smiled bitterly when he heard the words, there was heart-piercing pain in his chest, and his hands and feet became more and more cold. Accompanied by more and more rapid breathing, he knew that he was not far from death.

"Unexpectedly, I still couldn't escape in the end..."

Liang Yan sighed softly in his heart, and his whole body's strength receded like a tide, and finally collapsed to the ground unable to support.

Just as the vitality in his body was fading fast, he subconsciously lowered his head to look, only to see that the half of the sword tip stuck in his chest was actually the color of green wood. I don't know if it's his illusion, there are thousands of blue silks exuding from the tip of the sword, a force that is so strong that it swept in, destroying the meridians in his body.

"There is only internal power in this world, no spiritual power, then this sword..."

Liang Yan was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized in his heart.

"That's it! Ahem... That's it! It turns out that the sword in the hands of the demon cult leader is the remains of the Blue Emperor that I have been looking for!"

Liang Yan was about to die, but it was too late. After spitting out another mouthful of blood, the consciousness in his brain had gradually blurred.

"Perhaps it is not too wrong to die under the remains of the Blue Emperor...Perhaps, it is so..."

"What is the legacy of the Qing Emperor?" Qing Yixuan's face was incomprehensible~www.ltnovel.com~ But after a while, he still shook his head regretfully: "I didn't expect the famous Lu Xuan to retreat in his later years. After that, you lost all your power. Although you said that you were not wronged in your death, the look in your eyes before you died clearly reveals a strong unwillingness."

"Well, this green wood sword has been with me for many years. After you die, Qingmou is no longer invincible, so please leave it to accompany you!"

Qing Yixuan sighed slightly, then flicked his long sleeves, then turned around and turned back, leaping towards the bottom of the cliff. Only a corpse that was getting colder was left behind, and an Aoki long sword stuck in the heart of the corpse...

Just as Qing Yixuan left the top of the mountain with only a few breaths, Liang Yan suddenly glowed with a pale white light, and his body and appearance changed rapidly in the white light. When the white light dissipated and everything returned to calm, he was lying down. The hundred-year-old man on the ground has turned back to the eighteen-year-old boy!

And Liang Yan, who returned to his original appearance, within his right arm, the black sword aura suddenly gushed out like a tide, as if madly rushing towards the long sword on his chest.

Almost at the same time, the long sword sword inserted in Liang Yan's heart was also radiant, as if provoked. The countless cyan silk threads seemed to be thousands of horses, passing through Liang Yan's odd meridians and eight veins, towards his body. Those black sword spirits strangled away.

The blue and black energies met in Liang Yan's body, and they fought fiercely on the spot with the meridians in his body as the battlefield. And Liang Yan, who was already dead on the ground, was flushed at the moment with sweat on his forehead, and he snorted unexpectedly.

In the next moment, the blue and black light exploded in Liang Yan's body, circles of invisible fluctuations gushed out, and all the surroundings were razed to the ground within a few meters!