The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Although Yan Xinyu's voice was serious and earnest, Tang Diexian's face resolutely transmitted the voice after hearing this: "I know that at this time we must never have children's personal affection, but I.........in my heart I just can't let him go..."

After hearing this, Yan Xinyu sighed softly and said, "Now that Lingyun Peak gathers the masters of the Juyuan Realm of the major sects of Nanchui, the kid fainted and dared to make trouble here. Today I am afraid that it will be difficult to fly. ! Even if I don’t make a move, someone else will make it!"

　　 After hearing this, Tang Diexian couldn't help but pale.

She squeezed her dry lips and suddenly said in a voice transmission: "Aunt Yu, I beg you, can you not kill him, just capture him, and then bring back to our Yixing Pavilion." The full text of 噺⒏⑴祌文The fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 Yan Xinyu was stunned for a while, but finally nodded helplessly: "Since the pavilion master has given this order, the subordinates should do it."

　　 After hearing this, Tang Diexian relieved his heart and let go of the hand holding Yan Xinyu's corner.

There was even a hint of joy in her heart, and she secretly thought: "After this incident, I can be regarded as saving the life of this silly boy! After bringing him back to Yixing Pavilion, no matter how well we enlighten him, we will be Yixing in the future. A member of the cabinet."

　　 Thinking of this, I suddenly felt annoyed.

"Hmph, this stupid boy doesn't know where he learned the magical powers, he has actually become my senior! No wonder he refused so hard before, turned out to be good at it. It seems that after going back this time, I have to step up my practice, otherwise in the future Don't you look down upon him!"

　　 These careful thoughts of her, others will naturally not know.

　　 Yan Xinyu had already flown into the air at this time, and gave a gentle polite to everyone.

　　 "Everyone, this person is our Yixing Pavilion abandoned disciple. After the concubine is captured, I hope you will give face and let me take him back to the sect and deal with it according to the rules."

　　 With the cultivation base of "fake pill realm", she said that she had obviously regarded Liang Yan as a turtle in the urn, and she had not considered the possibility of defeat.

　　The other monks present were also convinced, and some nodded and said: "Since you are an abandoned disciple of the noble sect, it is reasonable and reasonable to bring back the noble sect and treat it according to the rules of the sect."

　　 "Thanks to fellow Taoist Yan."

　　 "Haha, I have heard of Yixingge's "Tenthunder Punishment", this kid is afraid that he won't be able to endure three breaths!"

　　 A crowd of monks talked a lot, but Liang Yan was watching coldly.

　　 once again faced Yan Xinyu, he had grown from the panic-refining junior to a monk of the same generation as Yan Xinyu. Although the opponent is a "fake pill realm" monk at the pinnacle of the Ju Yuan realm, he has a sword in his hand, and there is no fear.

"I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems!" Liang Yan chuckled, and said with a fist towards Yan Xinyu: "It is said that before Liang was punished, Zongmen had discussed it, so I don't know that day in the Chamber of Deputies. , Which side is Taoist Yan on?"

　　 Yan Xinyu snorted coldly: "You trespassed on the forbidden land and killed the same door. The evidence is conclusive. What else is there to say? Yan Mou is naturally on the guilty side!"

　　 As soon as she said this, Liang Yan's face immediately became cold, and Yan Xinyu didn't say much, just raised her hand and shouted:

　　 "The piano is coming!"

　　 Her portable piano boy immediately opened the wooden box on the back. A delicate guqin, shaped like a banana leaf, flew up from the wooden box and came directly in front of Yan Xinyu.

　　 The woman's face was indifferent, she put her hand on the strings and flicked gently.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 A sound of the piano sounded, and all the noise around it disappeared. Yan Xinyu's sound seemed to divide this place into two worlds.

　　 Not far away are the monks from various sects watching the battle, but no matter how they talk, Liang Yan can't hear any sound at this moment.

　　 In his world, there is only one voice now, and that is: Qin Yin!

　　 The sound of the piano came slowly, clear and clean, like a spring on the stone, infiltrating people's hearts. The tune is calm and neutral, yet dynamic and elegant, like the wonderful sound of a fairy palace, fascinating. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

　　 Liang Yan only heard a few sounds, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was lazy, and even the operation was somewhat sluggish.

　　 "Hehe, old trick!"

Liang Yan smiled softly. In the next moment, he ran the three exercises of "Hunming Gong", "Heartless Method", and "Tao Jian Jing" at the same time. The spiritual power of the three schools was like the Yangtze River, and instantly broke through the sound of the piano. Restraint, circulating in the body.

　　 Yan Xinyu saw that he had only been affected for a while, and soon he had recovered to the same level as before, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

　　 She stroked the piano with both hands, the tune changed, and the tone of the piano was no longer calm and gentle, but like a horse running away, passionate and unrestrained.

　　 The three spiritual powers that had just recovered in Liang Yan's body were also mobilized by the sound of the piano, and began to fight and attack each other, as if they were not restrained.

　　 However, there was no panic on his face, instead he laughed loudly in the air:

　　 "After eight years, Liang had the honor to listen to Yan Daozhu’s "Ting Mei San Nong" again. It was really a lingering sound that went around the beam thousands and thousands of times. It’s just that this tune was used to make fun of it.

　　 As soon as he finished speaking, the Celestial Jewel in his body suddenly revolved, bringing the two spiritual powers of Buddhism and Confucianism into the two-fish twin formation. As for the spiritual power of Taoism, all belonged to Zhou Tian Juemai.

　　 For a while, the three spiritual powers ~www.ltnovel.com~, which were originally mobilized by the piano sound and disobeyed, attacked each other, returned to a balanced state in his body.

　　 Liang Yan took control of his spiritual power again, and laughed in midair. With his hand pinching the sword art, the "Three Definite Thunder Sword" was cut out in an instant, like a thunder and lightning mad snake piercing the sky, slashing down at Yan Xinyu!

　　 How did Yan Xinyu know the weirdness in Liang Yan? Her "Ting Mei San Nong" is divided into three chapters, namely Qingping Music, Cang Pan Tune, and Duan Hun Yin.

　　 Among them, "Qing Ping Qu" and "Hang Huang Tune" are great supernatural powers that disrupt people's minds, manipulate spiritual power, and destroy people's exercises. At that time, Yan Xinyu only used the spiritual power of the Qi refining period, and almost killed Liang Yan.

　　 But now that she is doing her best, she is helpless with Liang Yan!

Seeing the purple thunder sword rushing down from the sky, Yan Xinyu dared not hold it in the slightest, and hurriedly touched the piano with her hands, as countless invisible trickles emanate from the strings, like a layer of waves, facing the purple thunder. Tianyinjian rushed.

　　 Liang Yan’s flying sword fought against these invisible waves, and there was no sound, just like a silent confrontation, but the danger was beyond the understanding of outsiders.

　　 "The sound of the piano is really mysterious."

　　 Liang Yan whispered secretly. Although his Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword was fierce and mighty at first, it smashed these invisible waves of piano sounds to pieces, but every time the flying sword went down, the resistance it received increased by one point.

　　 When it was about ten feet away from Yan Xinyu, Feijian would have difficulty advancing by half a minute.

　　 Others may not feel it, but Liang Yan knows very well that what is blocking him is not a distance of ten feet, but the endless waves covering the sky and the sun!