The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 "Good boy, I didn't expect the first two chapters to be difficult for you, listen to this chapter again!"

　　 Yan Xinyu stabilized her feet, the panic on her face flashed away, her hands stroking the strings again, this time it was sharp and high-pitched, frustrated and agitated, like a hundred battlefields of yellow sand, and crying like ten thousand ghosts.

　　 In "Listening to Mei Sannong", if it is said that the first two chapters Qingping Song and Cangzhou Tune are methods for manipulating the enemy's spiritual power, then this third chapter Broken Soul Yin is the magical power to destroy people's souls.

　　 When Liang Yan heard only one syllable, he felt that the gods and demons danced in his head, and the whole soul wandered outside the sky. Now Yan Xinyu uses the "fake pill realm" cultivation base to fully perform, and it is more like a magic sound to lead him on the road!

　　 Although Liang Yan's methods are extraordinary, in the end, he only has the cultivation base of the initial stage of Ju Yuan realm, which is several small realms behind Yan Xinyu.

　　 Surrounded by the magic sound at this moment, although it will not immediately go mad, but it is also a little upset and unstable.

　　 He did not show much success in the cultivation of the path of spiritual consciousness. The "Nine Ding Cultivation Technique" has not yet achieved success. If he did not rely on the "Bodhi Brightness and Purity" to keep his original mind, I am afraid that he has already followed the way of Yan Xinyu.

　　 You attacked me and defended. They stood in mid-air for hundreds of rounds. As long as the sound of the piano continued, Liang Yan would be in a quagmire, and the more he listened, the more upset he became.

　　 After fighting for a while, I suddenly saw Liang Yan raising his head and drinking, the sound shook the sky, and the sound was like a hong bell, and he was using the "curse street phase" in the eight phases of mixed power!

　　 This angry shout actually penetrated Yan Xinyu's piano sound barrier, making everyone outside the field hear clearly.

　　 Yan Xinyu, who had been playing faster and faster, was also drunk. His hands shook slightly, and the piano's tone appeared a little deviation. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 Only this momentary deviation, in Jian Xiu's eyes, is the difference between life and death!

　　 Liang Yan's one-handed sword tactics fiercely pinched, the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword pierced the wave of heavy piano sounds, and a sword fell from the sky.

　　 Yan Xinyu's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly raised her hand to pinch the Jue, and slammed a blue seal into the air, trying to stop his flying sword.

　　 However, the "Three Jue Thunder Sword" is Liang Yan's strongest sword move today. This move once killed the demons in the late Ju Yuan realm, how can a mere seal of it be able to resist.

　　 I saw the sword light flashing, and the Dharma Seal was not supported for a moment, it was smashed by Liang Yan with a sword.

　　 Zi Lei Tianyin Sword continued unabated, and slashed downward again. Yan Xinyu couldn't take care of that much anymore, and only threw the Chinese guqin upward, and the whole person flew back.

　　 Just heard a loud bursting noise, that exquisite guqin shaped like a banana leaf was split in half by Liang Yan's sword.

　　 The magic weapon was destroyed, the waves of air spread, and all the monks outside the field used their body guards and spirit shields to protect their descendants behind them.

　　 Yan Xinyu's body had already floated back several tens of feet at the moment when she was blocked by the magic weapon, but she was still affected by the sword's edge. At this moment, she was shaved and there was no more light and breezy before.

　　 She stared blankly at the broken piano that had fallen in the air, her eyes suddenly full of sadness.

　　 "Yu Xuan, you have been with me for many years, but I didn't expect this disaster to happen today..."

　　 "Yu Xuan" is exactly the name of her guqin magic weapon. This qin was left by the first master Yan Xinyu. She has always regarded it as a treasure, but it was unexpectedly cut into two pieces by someone today.

　　 "The disciple is not good at learning skills, and I am ashamed of the cultivation of the first teacher. Today, even the things left by your old man are folded here..."

　　 Yan Xinyu murmured, and suddenly felt a little excited, no more fighting spirit.

　　 Although she still has some magical powers under the box that she hasn't used, she knows that the gap with Liang Yan is not even a little bit.

　　 After being silent for a while, Yan Xinyu floated back and fell behind Tang Diexian, without saying a word.

　　 Tang Diexian's heart was shocked long ago. She originally thought Liang Yan was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation construction. This was enough to surprise her.

　　 Unexpectedly, in the past eight years, Liang Yan not only built the foundation of the spiritual platform, but also advanced to the realm of Juyuan, and also shined on the journey of sword repair.

　　 Even Yan Xinyu, the lord of the same line, is not as good as it is!

　　 "Is he really at this point..." Tang Diexian stared at Liang Yan in mid-air with joy, but also loss, mixed with a trace of unwillingness.

　　 Tang Diexian didn't come back to her senses until someone behind her coughed gently. She took a deep look at Liang Yan for the last time, her face changed a few times, but finally she recovered her calm.

　　 With a low inaudible sigh, Tang Diexian turned his head and bowed his hands to the palms of the other sects:

　　 "Our Yixing Pavilion withdrew from this Baiguo Banquet, the matter here has nothing to do with us."

　　 Her tone was extremely plain, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. After she had finished speaking, she turned around and left, leading a group of Yixing Pavilion cultivators, and flew towards the bottom of Huangshi Mountain.

　　 Looking at Tang Dixian's back, Liang Yan's heart can be described as mixed.

　　 After eight years, fighting against Yan Xinyu by herself again broke her magical powers with one sword, and destroyed her magic weapon in public. This was a very pleasant thing.

　　 But after this incident, he and Tang Diexian gradually moved away.

　　 He hesitated for a while, and he also thought about whether he wanted to take advantage of the victory and chase to kill Yan Xinyu here. But taking into account the recent situation of Tang Diexian, this woman is now taking over Yixing Pavilion with her foundation cultivation base, and besides Yan Xinyu, there is no one caring person beside her.

　　 I didn't intend to join Yixing Pavilion, if I cut the only cron around her at Huangshi Mountain~www.ltnovel.com~ it would be tantamount to driving this woman to death.

　　 After Liang Yan hesitated for a while, he finally raised his hand and took the Flying Sword, leaving everyone in Yixing Pavilion to go down the mountain.

　　 The rest of the monks in the field looked at each other when they saw Yi Xing Pavilion, one of the top five sects, leave the field sadly.

　　 You must know that Yan Xinyu, as the master of Qin Dao of Yixing Pavilion, is the highest cultivation level among the monks who participated in the Baiguo Banquet.

　　 The elders of the other four great sects are only in the late Juyuan realm, which is a bit short of the "False Pill Realm" realm.

　　 Even Yan Xinyu can't defeat this person, so the rest of them can be imagined.

　　 Seeing everyone fell into silence, Zuoqiu Mingzhu turned his eyes and looked at a Taoist aunt not far away.

　　 The Taoist aunt's gaze was also swept away, and she nodded gently to him.

"Ahem, this person disturbs the Baiguo Banquet, and is still killing people here. This is to be an enemy of the Nanchui sect. I don't think you need to say any rules. Everyone should take action together. How about this person?" Qiu Mingzhu cleared his throat and said.

　　 As soon as his words fell, a figure rushed into the air immediately. This person is just the blue-robed Taoist who secretly communicated with Zuoqiu Mingzhu, and is also a monk in the Juyuan realm of Qianyuan Sacred Palace.

　　 "Everyone, what Zuoqiu Mingzhu said is right, this person is our enemy, we should fight together!" Wenren's cold voice came out, and his eyes slowly turned to the other three monks of the Shangzong.

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