The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 It was only a moment of effort, and there were 17 more monks in the forest.

　　 The seventeen people surrounded Liang Yan in the middle, looking like a tiger hunting. Some even talked to each other and pointed at him with a teasing look on their faces.

　　 Needless to say, these people have regarded Liang Yan as a turtle in the urn, and the fish on the chopping board can be picked up between talking and laughing.

　　 After all, let you be supernatural, and it is impossible to fight against 17 fellow monks at the same time!

　　 Liang Yan stood in the middle of the open space with his positive and negative hands at this time, watching these people with cold eyes.

　　 Most of the monks on the field hold the attitude of fishing in troubled waters, and want to win the first round of the competition. Some of them have low cultivation bases, only in the early stage of foundation building, and they want to take advantage of the crowd to get a share.

　　, on the contrary, was Li Tianlong, the disciple of Tiangangzong who first challenged him. At this time, his brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to disdain to be with these people.

　　 After he pondered for a moment, he suddenly held his fist towards Liang Yan and said: "Li does not want to take advantage of others! This time of fighting, I will retreat temporarily, hoping that there will be another chance to fight in the future!"

　　 After Li Tianlong finished speaking, he actually turned around and walked out of the open space and returned to his seat.

　　 "Huh, this person has some meaning."

　　 Liang Yan snorted in his heart, then turned to look at the remaining sixteen monks.

　　 Under the heavy siege at this moment, his face didn't change at all, instead he glanced at everyone, smiling.

　　 "Everyone wants to take advantage of my Zhang Daniu, so I don't know if I will leave the game after a while?"

　　 "Hmph, don't want to make a profit of your tongue! You are arrogant, trying to challenge your colleagues in Nanchui's sects, today's battle, you will be ruined!" A sallow-skinned middle-aged man shouted angrily.

As soon as his voice fell, there was another old man with a short stature and a felt hat and said with a smile: "It's not a ruin, so many of the same spells fall, if you are not careful, you will leave Zhang Daoyou here forever. After all. Magical spells don’t have eyes. With so many of us, it’s hard to tell which one missed it!"

　　 "Hmph, talk nonsense with him, just do it!"

　　 A red-faced man shouted angrily, and went out first, pushing his hands forward, and immediately a fire demon appeared behind him.

　　 The fire demon opened his teeth and danced his claws, holding two huge flame axes, and rushed towards Liang Yan with the red-faced man.

This person is Xue Shaoping of the Scarlet Demon Sect. The Scarlet Demon Sect is the Demon Dao sect of the Wu Kingdom. The swords in the sect go slanting, and the monks in the door detain the Fire Demon in their bodies. release.

　　 Although this method has greatly improved the fighting power of the cultivators of the Scarlet Demon Sect, they have been with the fire demon all the year round, and their xinxing has also been unknowingly affected, and they have become surly and moody. The monks of other sects met them and often avoided them. First release https://(www) https://m/.x81zw./com/

　　 "The Daoists of the Scarlet Demon Sect are really impatient!" The few people watching the battle beside them did not intend to come forward to help, but they laughed and commented at the back.

　　 Xue Shaoping had arrived in front of Liang Yan at this moment, and magic patterns appeared on both arms, and with a cold killing intent, he hit him on the chest.

　　 At the same time, the huge flame axe also fell from the sky, seeming to cut him in two.

Liang Yan was not in a hurry. The blue spiritual power in his body was circling rapidly, and Xue Shaoping and his fire demon were divided into two sides by the "turning method", and then the whole body turned around, and Jinger disappeared in place. .

　　 Xue Shaoping panicked. He didn't know what was going on. In short, the spiritual power in his body was rushed forward uncontrollably.

　　 And his own fire demon is on the opposite side!

　　 The huge flame axe fell from the sky and slashed towards Xue Shaoping’s forehead, instantly cutting the Crimson Demon Sect monk in half!

　　 Two of his bodies were burned by the demon fire, and he moaned in pain, and ran desperately in two different directions for a long distance before he fell to the ground and was burned to ashes by his own demon fire.

　　 The fifteen monks who originally watched the excitement all took a breath at the moment.

one move!

　　 only used one move, and the dark youth who seemed to be honest and honest in front of him killed the ghost of the Scarlet Demon Sect!

　　 And this Xue Shaoping was still dead under his own supernatural powers. Except for a few of the 15 monks present, most of them still didn't understand what was going on!

　　 Everyone looked at each other, and even the disciple of the Scarlet Demon Sect who was sitting outside was so shocked that his jaws couldn't close together at this moment.

　　 You must know that they have been with the fire demon throughout their lives. The fire demon is the means they rely on the most. They have thought about their thousands of ways to die, but none of them die under their own fire demon!

　　 And like Xue Shaoping's method of death, even if the elders of the Scarlet Demon Sect wanted to stand out for him, the other party only had to say "This person is not good at learning skills, he died under his own magical powers, and he can't blame others." It can be easily exposed.

　　 "This child is clever, and the magical powers just now, I'm afraid it won't lose to the true biography of the five great Shangzongs. Can fellow daoists see his origin?"

　　 Zuoqiu Mingzhu still sat in the main seat with a smile on his face, but secretly began to talk with the five cultivators of the upper sect.

　　 By this time, naturally no one would think that he was just a small worship of the Lake Heart Sect.

　　 This person must have a lot of history! Maybe it was the closed disciple of some Jindan senior!

It's a pity that Liang Yan's "Heartlessness Method" was created in the later years of Xu Musheng. He used his lifelong learning to find a new way. This set of exercises is completely different from his previous magical powers~www.ltnovel.com~ And this Few years after Fahe taught Liang Yan, he sat on the top of Cangmu Peak. "Heartless Method" reached Liang Yan's generation, and it can be regarded as a single pass.

　　 Therefore, everyone present, even if there are monks who know Khou Musheng, could not see the origin of Liang Yan's supernatural powers.

　　 "The skill level this person has learned is not low, but Wan Mou has never seen it before. Maybe it is a disciple of a random golden pill, right?" Wan Yutang of Misty Valley said lightly.

　　 "Hmph, that's nothing more than a small carving technique. Although these techniques have some magical effects, they are definitely not our opponents to the orthodox Taoism."

　　 The person who took the conversation was the blue-robed Taoist aunt of Qianyuan Sacred Palace, who had heard about it.

After listening to everyone present, they all smiled slightly. In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that the Qianyuan Sacred Palace has always regarded itself as orthodox Taoism, and even the Yungang Sect belonging to Taoism has been somewhat indifferent. As for these loose gold pills, it is even more impossible. Into their eyes.

However, Dongfangxun of the Imperial Palace did not buy it. He shook his head and said lightly: "We heard that the Taoist friends are not good at this. My human clan has many skills, and the three thousand avenues have their own strengths. Only those who have strong magical powers can only fight. I know, how can a trivial sentence of "Daomen Orthodox" be able to determine the winners and losers?"

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　　 The five masters of the Juyuan realm cultivators express their opinions, but no one can guess the origin of Liang Yan's identity.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 Only Yan Xinyu frowned slightly, she seemed to be a little confused, but in the end she shook her head and denied the conjecture in her heart.