The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

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　　 Liang Yan was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly changed his sword art. The Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword revolved rapidly in the air, and gusts of wind surged in the underground palace.

　　 In an instant, the thunder and lightning sword intent covered the sky, as if the wind was surging, and it was endless. Everyone who was fighting at the scene felt that they were enveloped by this layer of sword intent. Even if they went up to the earth, they would never escape from this sword.

　　This style is exactly the seventh sword style of the Fei Lei Shen Jian Jue: "Feng Yun Lei Sword Style"!

　　 Regardless of Taoism and Confucianism, there are hexagrams: heaven and earth positioning, mountains and zeal to breathe, wind and thunder are thin, water and fire are incompatible. This is an inherent change of reason that both Taoism and Confucianism have demonstrated.

　　 The wind is strong, the thunder is fast, and the thunder is the wind speed.

　　 Liang Yan's move took advantage of the wind and thunder to urge his own sword intent to the extreme. Just as Yimanyun's flying sword slashed in front of Ye Qing, he was slashed by the purple thunder heavenly sound sword whizzing from behind.

　　 The two flying swords were touched and separated in mid-air, and the orange flying sword flew back upside down. In a circle in front of Yimanyun, he cut down hundreds of green wood thorns that Yu Ruxin shot.

　　 Liang Yan saw her retracting the sword and returning to defense, and he would not let go of this opportunity. He attacked Yimanyun one after another with "Fengyun Thunder Sword".

　　 That Yimanyun was eroded by the evil law. He relied on instinct when he wielded the sword, and there was no fighting strategy. However, at this moment, with one enemy and three, he did not lose the wind, but Liang Yan was a little admired.

He secretly praised in his heart: "This'Nine Songs Sword Art' has changed exquisitely. The sword moves contain the principle of the Great Way of Music. Compared with the'Flying Thunder God's Sword Art' which is regarded as the three great secrets by our Yungangzong, it seems to be more It's worse!"

　　 In fact, he didn't want to. Although he is also a sword repairer, but in the end, it is only a late stage of foundation building. It is already a proud thing to be able to fight against a sword repairer in the middle of the Juyuan realm and have not completely defeated.

　　 What's more, this Yimanyun is still a talented generation in the sword repair, and he is also known as the first female sword fairy in Nanchui, Lin Shanjun, and his past achievements in slashing enemies by more and more ranks are innumerable!

　　 But no matter how strong Yimanyun is, it has its limits after all. Although he can suppress Liang Yan when fighting swords, he can no longer care about Ye Qing in the distance.

　　 And Ye Qing’s "Nine Questions Chaoyuan" became more and more fierce. Every rhythm of "Ask My Heart" pointed directly to Yimanyun's heart.

　　Gradually, Yimanyun's expression started to be annoying, sometimes sad, and sometimes joyful, while the orange flying sword in mid-air became more and more slow, and his moves no longer felt like before.

　　 My heart is upset, the sword slows down!

　　 Liang Yan spotted the opportunity, and the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword turned into a thunder and lightning filament, which instantly slashed on top of Yimanyun's head.

　　 At this moment, Ye Qing's song ended, and there was a trace of struggle in Yimanyun's evil eyes.

　　 "Daoyou Liang, stay under the sword!"

　　 Ye Qing saw that Liang Yan's Feijian had arrived in front of Yimanyun, and couldn't help shouting: "Senior Sister, she is controlled by someone!"

　　 Liang Yan hadn't heard of it, and still cut off with a sword, but instead of slashing at Yimanyun's neck, he cut off a string of pendants on her chest.

　　 Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, Yimanyun, who was struggling in his eyes, gradually revealed a hint of clarity.

boom!

　　 The orange flying sword suddenly lost control and fell from mid-air, while Yiman Yun was also sitting on the ground, panting heavily at the same time.

　　 A figure flew over, passed Liang Yan, and rushed directly to Yimanyun's side.

　　 "Sister, do you recognize me?" Ye Qing asked with an anxious expression holding the pale Yiman Yun.

　　 "It turned out to be Xiaoye..."

　　 Yimanyun leaned against Ye Qing's arms. Although his face was pale as paper, he still said in a lazy tone: "Look at you in a hurry. I forgot who I have forgotten, and you can't forget you Xiaoye!"

　　............

　　 Liang Yan looked at the two women who were hugging each other, and directly chose to ignore them. He did not put away the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword, but turned his head and looked at the top of the Blood Demon Platform.

　　 At this moment, the fighting method between Jingshan Shangren and the middle-aged Taoist has also reached a white-hot stage.

　　 There are only four blood-colored skeletons of people on Jingshan Mountain, and the surroundings of the middle-aged Taoist are also covered by a layer of strange blood fog. Although he is surrounded by blue light, he is gradually being corroded by these blood-colored fog.

　　The people on Jingshan naturally saw Liang Yan and others rescued Yimanyun.

　　 This Yiman Yun is not his possession, but after being captured by other people of the Nine Youmeng, they control his spirit with secret techniques, and then send him to assist him.

　　 is equivalent to a weapon lent to him, but at this moment Liang Yan and others broke the spell and rescued the person!

　　 It is impossible to say that the people on Jingshan are not angry, but at the moment, the middle-aged Taoist alone can't cope with the enemy, so there is no room left to take care of these other people.

　　 The middle-aged Taoist was very excited when he saw Liang Yan succeeded, and shouted: "This little friend is really supernatural, and quickly attack the old demon Jingshan with the old man, don't let him get off!"

　　 Liang Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly asked the people on Jingshan: "What have you done to my friend Duan?"

　　 The man on Jingshan was also taken aback, and then he laughed: "The mortals who died in this great array~www.ltnovel.com~ have no ten thousand, but eight thousand. How do I know who the dumb you are looking for is?"

　　 "That's the case." Liang Yan shouted coldly: "Don't blame me for being ruthless under my sword!"

　　He single-handedly used the "Fengyun Thunder Sword Style" again, and the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword came in mighty, and slashed towards Jingshan on the Blood Demon Stage.

　　 The supernatural powers of the people on Jingshan are all used in the fight against the middle-aged Taoist at the moment. Seeing the purple thunder heavenly sound sword cut in mid-air, there is no trace of panic.

　　 His face was ruthless, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to pat a rune on the Blood Demon Platform, his spiritual power poured in madly, and a huge blood-red human face appeared out of thin air and enveloped the entire stone platform.

　　 Liang Yanfei sword cut in, but he was bitten by the **** face, and he couldn't even stabbed it!

　　The face of the people on Jingshan showed a touch of madness, he single-handed the tactics, and continuously entered the tactics at the runes on the Gorefiend Stage. But hearing a scream from behind, Liang Yan hurriedly turned his head to look.

　　 I saw Wang Jing, one of the remaining seven guards, floating involuntarily, and his face was blood-red, as if he was enduring some great pain.

　　 That Wang Jing wailed in mid-air for a while, and immediately reacted, immediately dancing and shouting, "My lord, what are you doing?"

　　 "Hehe, it's nothing big, just borrow your blood for a use!" The person on Jingshan said gloomily.

　　 "No, I have always been loyal, loyal..."

　　 Before Wang Jing's words were finished, he exploded in mid-air. The whole person turned into a pool of blood, and then he was sucked by the face of the man on the Gorefiend stage, and then sucked into his mouth! chaptere