The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　The visitor wore a moon-white robe, a Confucian scarf on his head, a scabbard hanging from his waist, and a gentle and elegant complexion. He was the disciple Zhuo Bufan of Danmai!

　　 The Changhong missed a hit and rolled back in the air, floating beside Zhuo Bufan, clattering.

　　 "The Light Sword!"

　　 Liang Yan was shocked. Many previous doubts were cleared the moment he saw Zhuo Bufan.

　　 "That's it, Brother Zhuo is really a good calculation!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother is too acclaimed. Actually, I admire him so much. I didn’t expect that even the'Zhou Tian’s upside down formation' would not be able to trap you. If anyone dares to say that the younger brother is not a rare formation in a thousand years. A genius, I, Zhuo, is the first one to refuse! Alas, such a good talent, what a pity! What a pity!"

　　 It is a pity that he made two repeated voices, but the implication was that Liang Yan was regarded as a dead person.

　　 Liang Yan reached out and touched the wound on his left arm, barely stopping the bleeding, and said with a wry smile: "I guess there are no seven tests at all. To get here, you only have to go through the killing formation, right?"

　　 Zhuo Bufan smiled and said nothing, which is considered to be an acquiescence in this matter.

　　 Liang Yan glanced at his head again, and asked, "So you use me to break the formation, is the purpose here is the treasure? Is it the iron book?"

Zhuo Bufan followed his gaze to the iron book suspended in mid-air, and muttered to himself: "You said that Haoran iron scroll? No, no...this Haoran iron scroll is also rare. There is a baby, but it’s not what I can push now. All I want is the "Haoran Sword Classic" engraved on it."

　　 He said that there was a fanatical color on his face that he had never seen before.

"Huh, Yixing Pavilion is so large, and Chuan Gong Pavilion is no more than a copy of "Falling Dust Sword Art." It is thankful to be able to repair to the embryonic stage of the sword. How talented I am, how can I be willing to be trapped in this three-foot shallow In. The "Haoran Sword Classic" on the iron scroll was left by the ancestor Yi Xing. According to legend, it can be cultivated to the Golden Core period. It was tailor-made for me!"

　　 Liang Yan said bitterly after hearing this: "Isn't your uncle the elder of the cabinet? There is something in this sect that you can't ask him for, you have to use your own plan to get it."

"You do not understand!"

　　 Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "The three things here are all left by the ancestor of Yixing Pavilion. Although they are not earth-shattering treasures, they are related to the luck of the sect and cannot be easily used."

However, he said with a grim expression: "My uncle is also old and confused. I am so talented. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the hope of the sect for a hundred years in the future. He actually used this set of rules on me. Hehe , It was so, no wonder I came to take it myself."

　　 Liang Yan nodded after hearing this: "So now as long as I die, you can push all charges on me, and you are a meritorious disciple who "coincidentally" passed by and killed the traitor?"

　　 He deliberately bit the word "coincidentally" extremely heavy, but Zhuo Bufan just chuckled and said, "I will arrange things clearly after you die, so I won't bother Junior Brother Liang to bother me."

　　 Zhuo Bufan’s voice had just fallen, Liang Yan had already jumped up from the ground, and at the same time, he hurriedly urged his skills, and a black wooden stick hovered out of the storage bag and fell into the palm of his hand.

　　 Liang Yan held the stick in both hands and swept towards Zhuo Bufan Tianling Gai with a stick. Although he had never fought with Jian Xiu, he had also observed Zhuo Bufan's one-and-a-half moves, knowing that his flying sword attack was unstoppable, and only by preemptive strikes could he have a chance to win.

　　 Liang Yande's mixed technique tempers the physical body, and its explosive power is several times stronger than the pure physical cultivation of the same level. Seeing this stick's power sinking vigorously, it reached his forehead almost instantly, but Zhuo Bufan didn't panic, and his right hand stuck in front of him and pinched a sword technique.

　　 I saw that the light sword was like a beast that had been hungry for a long time. After making a blast in the air, it turned into a silvery white moon flower and disappeared in place.

　　 Although Liang Yan is only a cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi training, he has been fighting against life and death many times since he entered the path, and he has experienced life and death several times. Unconsciously, he also has the intuition to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Na Zhuo Bufan was just the sword art, he felt a life and death crisis, and his body spontaneously twisted to the left.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 A month of Bai Guanghua wiped his lower abdomen Dantian, Liang Yan subconsciously reached out and touched, only to see that the entire palm was stained with blood. Then he lowered his head and saw that a thick and long wound ran across the right waist, with the skin and flesh rolled up, blood flowing.

　　 It was only at this moment that he was shocked to feel a piercing pain, and his footsteps staggered, and the astonishing stick had also been knocked crooked and landed half an inch to Zhuo Bufan's side.

　　 Zhuo Bufan's face was indifferent, without the slightest panic. He dropped his toes on the ground and fluttered back three feet. Then, with a pinch of Sword Art, that Yue Bai Guanghua slowly dispersed in the air, revealing the Feijian body inside again.

　　 He was in the air, and he reached out and pointed at Liang Yan. The Dingguang Sword circled back in the air, cutting away from the back towards Liang Yan.

　　 This sword was incredibly fast, and a residual rainbow was drawn in the air, like a white moonlight, and at the same time a sharp sword sounded.

　　 Liang Yan moved his ears, and the hairs behind him exploded. Although he didn't have time to turn his head and look at the flying sword, he knew that this sword was so powerful that it would be a sight of flesh and blood flying all over the place.

　　 In the midst of the crisis, he turned around and leaned back, keeping his feet on the ground, and fell straight back, using the skill of "iron bridge" in secular martial arts.

　　 At the same time, he raised his right hand and waved the Nine Dragon Club in the air, trying to block the fixed lightsaber.

　　 "Puff!"

Without the sound of sword and stick fighting as expected by Liang Yan~www.ltnovel.com~, it was like cutting tofu with a knife. The lightsaber only paused for a while, and then swiped across the Nine Dragon Club, cutting it silently. Into two pieces.

"what!"

　　 Liang Yan was horrified. Since he got this Nine Dragon Club, he has played many times with him and has repeatedly made extraordinary achievements. Liang Yan has long understood its sturdiness. Unexpectedly, this fixed lightsaber only cuts the Nine Dragon Club into two pieces with one volley.

　　 But fortunately, Nading lightsaber was also slightly hindered by the Nine Dragon Club, and the direction of advancement was slightly offset by half an inch, almost rubbing Liang Yan's chest.

　　 Liang Yan rolled on the ground and stood up again, holding two severed Nine Dragon sticks, breathing heavily in his mouth.

　　 "Huh? I didn't expect that Junior Brother Liang's cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi training in the district, but there are some methods."

　　 Zhuo Bufan looked at Liang Yan with a little surprise. Since he entered the sword, his ability to fight against the same level has already swept the monks of the same level. In the past few years, he has suppressed cultivation as a solid foundation in order to advance to the "sword embryo stage" in the future.

　　 Don't even think he has passed the second threshold of the Qi refining period. If he is alone, as long as the opponent does not build a foundation, he is not afraid of the cultivator at the 9th-level peak of Qi training.

　　 And the monks who are not as good as his in the realm of cultivation, they all kill with one sword, and they have not appeared like Liang Yan. With the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi training, they have not killed the two swords.

　　 He was surprised, but he didn't know that Liang Yan was also full of stormy seas! He comprehended the two magical powers of Buddhism and Confucianism, and dealt with monks of the same rank. Nangong Xiaomei and Fan Xunmei were not his opponents either.

　　 Therefore, although he knew the power of swordsmanship for a long time, he was conceited about the magic of the "two fish twins", even if the realm was two levels lower, he thought that he should be able to fight. How do you know that the opponent's single sword, just a stab and a cut, just two swords, almost killed his own life!