The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Liang Yan doesn't know why he feels so kind to this woman who once had only one side, but this feeling does make him a little nostalgic.

　　 He arched his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect that the girl at the time has grown into a slim beauty."

　　 Liu Wan softly glanced at him, pretending to be a little angry and said: "You haven't seen me at all, so how do you know if I am beautiful?"

After speaking, she stretched out her hand to take off her veil, and saw a gentle face, although no powder was applied, it was like a morning glow in the snow, and the lip color was a little red, as if there was red makeup in the snow, just as there is a cloud in the poem: Dai eyebrows open Jiao Heng Yuan Xiu, green temples Chun thick dyed in spring smoke.

　　 Liang Yan looked a little stunned, but seeing Liu Wanrou's face turning red, she woke up and coughed twice and said, "Princess Qinwan is as beautiful as a fairy, and Liang is an eye-opener today."

　　 He didn't know where his weird feeling towards Liu Wanrou came from, so he could only settle down, turned his head to look at Qiao Wanli, and said lightly: "Friend Qiao, after the first battle, don't come here unharmed?"

Qiao Wanli was about to leave at this time. After listening to Liang Yan's question, he had to stop, and said with a bitter face: "I have a misfortune! I suffered from your losses that day, and I have never encountered good things for Old Qiao. Today, I finally wanted to accept an apprentice, but I didn't expect it to be you, the killer star!"

　　 Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "On the day of the Yuancheng battle, you and I are in different camps. It is not a deep hatred, but if we meet here today, we can't let you escape."

　　 Qiao Wanli was taken aback and asked: "Why is this?"

　　 Liang Yan didn't answer, just reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, and a simple white token flew out of it and stopped in front of him lightly.

　　 The token is engraved with auspicious clouds pattern, and it flows with the wind, like a living thing. Qiao Wanli only glanced at it, and couldn't help but cried out:

　　 "The patrol envoy token! You are actually the patrol envoy of Yungangzong!"

Liang Yan nodded and said: "Exactly! My Yungangzong ordered that monks in the foundation construction period are not allowed to enter and leave the capital of the country at will, so as not to interfere with the mortal government. As a monk in the late foundation period, he actually ignored my clan law, Liang As a new patrol envoy, he naturally wants to bring you to justice!"

Seeing Liang Yanliang’s identity, Qiao Wanli couldn’t believe it. He shook his head and said, “Impossible, impossible! Yungangzong's patrol envoys need at least a cultivation base above the Juyuan realm. You have only cultivated the Tao for many years, even if With the aptitude to guard against the sky, it is impossible to become the patrol envoy of the Yungang Sect!"

　　 Liang Yan received the token when he saw it, and said faintly: "It's useless to say more, let's see the real chapter under your hand!"

　　 As soon as his voice fell, the light sword turned into a silver rainbow and slashed straight towards Qiao Wanli.

　　 Qiao Wanli's pupils shrank, and he quickly boosted the spiritual power in his body. The leading figure appeared behind him, making roars, and then pushed by Qiao Wanli's palms, he rushed towards Liang Yan.

　　 This trick "the dragon raises its head", Qiao Wanli used that day and once fought against Liang Yan and Xi Menhao, but facing Liang Yan today, it is somewhat insufficient.

　　 Liang Yan's sword art changes between his fingers, and the silver light sword is a masterpiece, like a meteor rushing to the moon, easily pierced into the phantom of the dragon's head in the air.

　　 The looming dragon head roared again and again, and the golden aura inside the dragon head shone, like rivers and seas, rolling towards that silver-white light.

　　 Compared with the huge dragon head phantom, although the fixed lightsaber is the size of a little star, it rushes from left to right in the golden wave of the dragon's head, like a diving dragon in the sea, it is overwhelming.

　　 Qiao Wanli's face was dignified, and his two-handed tactics continued, and the golden wave inside the dragon's head was connected one after another, slapped on the fixed light sword, as if never ending.

Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged. Although he only had a flying sword, he was able to slash at the lower reaches of the overwhelming dragon power. The fixed light sword cut horizontally from side to side, but after a few breaths, he had already cut the golden light of the dragon's head suddenly. Suddenly dark and vain.

　　 Qiao Wanli's face flushed, and the top of his head was lingering. He had obviously used all his strength, but the fixed light sword in mid-air was not half-decayed. It was only for a few rounds. Suddenly, a white light flashed in mid-air, and the entire dragon head phantom shattered.

　　 Under the countless golden light fragments, a sword light fell from the sky and cut directly on the top of Qiao Wanli's head.

　　 Qiao Wanli's eyes flashed with horror, and immediately opened his mouth and bit the tip of his tongue, and vomited a mouthful of blood on the five-clawed little golden dragon that he contained.

　　 The golden dragon got his blood, and immediately the dragon grew strong, and opened a claw besides the five claws, turning into a great dragon that climbed the sky, and bit towards Liang Yan's flying sword.

　　 This golden dragon is not the phantom of the previous dragon head, but is transformed by Qiao Wanli's natal Taoism, Long Weihehe, as soon as he appeared, it stirred the surrounding situation!

　　 Liang Yan's gaze narrowed slightly, he and the Ding Light Sword were connected, and immediately put his own vigorous spiritual power into the Flying Sword. The Ding Light Sword drew a long rainbow in mid-air, like a meteor in the day, bright and dazzling.

　　 Boom!

　　 Bai Hong and Jin Guang intersected, and a dazzling halo erupted. Liu Wanrou and Lin Xiaoyun wanted to look again, but they were waved with their sleeves, covering their eyes, and they could no longer see the battle in the field.

　　 "The sword is dazzling~www.ltnovel.com~ don't watch it anymore."

　　 A gentle voice came, and Liu Wanrou heard that it was Liang Yan, and couldn't help feeling calm, and stood there obediently.

　　 When the aftermath of the magic spells in the surrounding area dissipated and no sound came, Liu Wan and Ebrou boldly opened his eyes, and saw Liang Yan standing with his hand in front of him, without moving at all.

And not far away, Qiao Wanli sat slumped on the ground, breathing heavily, beside him was a small five-clawed golden dragon the size of a house beam, nailed to the ground by a silver-white long sword. On top of a strange rock.

　　 "Thank you... Thank you Liang Daoyou... for being merciful..." Qiao Wanli panted for a long time, and it took him a long time to say this sentence completely.

　　 Liang Yan's flying sword at the moment, although nailing the golden dragon, it did not hurt its roots. If you apply a little more strength, I am afraid that the golden dragon has been completely smashed by him at this moment.

　　 This five-clawed little golden dragon is the foundation of Qiao Wanli's Taoism. It is related to his life and is more important than Jian Xiu's natal flying sword!

　　 "Fantasy catching the dragon" is extremely mysterious. Qiao Wanli spent his entire life trying to raise the dragon and ascend to the sky. From then on, he traveled around the world. It can be said that the dragon is him, he is the dragon, and if the dragon dies, the man will be destroyed.

　　 If Liang Yan's sword is cut, even if he abolishes Qiao Wanli's roots, there is only one body left, and there is no difference between killing and not killing.

Qiao Wanli was relieved with difficulty, his complexion at the moment, he looked at the long sword nailed to the golden dragon, and then at Liang Yan, and finally sighed: "Since Liang brother has left me, I want to Send it."

　　Ps: I will be recommended at two o'clock this afternoon,