The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Liang Yan resisted the severe pain, and his thoughts changed a lot.

　　 Seeing that the light sword was about to strike again, his right hand, which had been behind him, suddenly stretched out a finger towards Zhuo Bufan.

　　 I saw him and pointed it into a sword. A blue lightning burst out from his fingertips and whizzed towards Zhuo Bufan. It was his "thunder practice" that he cultivated to Xiaocheng!

　　 Zhuo Bufan's face showed no color at all, and he reached out his hand to point on the Dingguang Sword, and pinched another sword tactic.

　　 I saw the light sword with the hilt as the center, spinning rapidly in the air, and the wisps of moonlight flowed out, turning into a full moon!

　　The full moon stood in front of Zhuo Bufan, and the thunder and lightning from thunder training suddenly arrived, hitting the full moon formed by the fixed light sword, making a loud noise. Then the thunder and lightning dissipated, but the full moon was still floating in the air, emitting a silvery white light.

　　 This fixed lightsaber was bestowed by Zhuo Bufan's uncle, and it can absorb the power of the moon and turn it into his own use. When fighting with people, it is a rare treasure to go in and cut the gold and break the stone, and to retreat to guard one side.

Although the power of the thunder technique was Tianwei, Liang Yan was only able to cultivate to the Xiaocheng state, and secondly, it was just ordinary thunder energy caused by spiritual power. It was not the famous divine thunder in heaven and earth at all. Naturally, it could not break Zhuo. The extraordinary sword of the moon.

However, Liang Yan didn't expect this blow to injure the enemy at all. The moment he shot thunder, he stepped on the ground with his feet and ran towards Zhuo Bufan. At the same time, the golden light masterpiece on his right hand made a fist and smashed him at him. , It is the "one punch" of Hun Hun Gong.

　　 Liang Yan's mixed skills have reached the realm of entry. The so-called "Xiangyu" is born from the heart. He doesn't need to pose any more, and can display the power of Dhamma with his hands and feet.

　　 Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his hand changed again, pointing towards Liang Yan away.

　　 The full moon in mid-air dissipated in an instant, and turned into a silvery white moon again, leaving an afterimage on the spot, shooting towards Liang Yan.

　　 Liang Yan's right hand did not change the golden light, and still attacked Zhuo Bufan with "one punch." At the same time, he turned slightly sideways, turning the light blue brilliance on his left hand, drawing circles in front of him.

　　 The speed of the lightsaber was so fast that he arrived in front of Liang Yan in an instant and plunged straight into the blue streamer in front of him.

　　 The blue streamer turned out to be like a chicken, and was scattered by a single blow. The fixed light sword only paused for a while, then the moonlight reappeared, and it pierced forward.

"what!"

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback. He has practiced the "Undecided Mind Method" for a long time, and he has already practiced this stance method to perfection. In the past, when facing the enemy, no matter how fierce the opponent's attack was, as long as he was turned away from his momentum, his power would be greatly reduced. This method can be said to be unsatisfactory.

　　 Now that he uses it, he didn't expect to completely eliminate the sword, he just wanted to hinder it a little, so as to avoid his own vitals. Who knows that this flying sword is so fierce, it actually broke the law with the sword, and shattered his Confucian spiritual power.

　　 But although Liang Yan was not surprised, he twisted his waist in the air, and put on a weird look, which was worthy of a critical position. At the same time, Jin Guang's masterpiece was still on his right hand, attacking Zhuo Bufan with a "one punch".

　　 He now knows the power of sword repair, and he also knows that his attack range is extremely wide. Within ten feet, he must kill the distance. If you want to win the first line of life, you have to fight hard and fight close to you.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 fixed a lightsaber across his left chest, leaving a long and narrow wound, and faintly heard the sound of a broken rib. Liang Yan gritted his teeth and forbeared him, came to Zhuo Bufan, and smashed him with his right fist.

　　 Zhuo Bufan's face changed slightly, and he reached out and threw a bronze mirror from the storage bag.

　　 The bronze mirror was rusty, and the mirror surface was even more turbid. It looked so old that it could no longer be photographed. However, the bronze mirror flew into the air and turned around, unexpectedly stretched out a huge black hand from the mirror surface, and smashed it forward with a fist.

　　 Boom!

　　 Two fists crossed, and there was a loud noise.

　　 I saw Liang Yan's right hand golden light masterpiece, advancing unscathed, while the black giant hand was like a dead tree, crushed by inch. Finally, Liang Yan hit the mirror with a punch, and the bronze mirror was torn apart and scattered on the ground.

　　 However, the energy of Liang Yan's punch has also been exhausted, and Zhuo Bufan took the opportunity to point his toes on the ground and fluttered back. After finally getting closer, he was pulled apart again.

　　 "Where is your kid sacred? Can you practice both Buddhism and Confucianism at the same time?" Zhuo Bufan's expression was surprised, and he was no longer calm and calm.

　　 But Liang Yan didn't mean to answer at all, resisting the pain in his chest, and rushed towards him.

　　 "Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't answer!" Zhuo Bufan said with a fierce expression: "Wait until I kill you, and then slowly study your secrets!"

　　 He said that with a pinch of the sword in his hand, he wanted to recall the Dingguang Sword to defend against the enemy.

　　Who knows Liang Yan rushed halfway, suddenly jumped, and actually took the initiative to rush towards the recalled Dingguangjian.

　　 "Boy, you are going to die by yourself!"

　　 Zhuo Bufan's face was ruthless, and the sword in his hand changed. The fixed light sword in the air also turned into a thorn, stab towards Liang Yan.

　　 Liang Yan's masterpiece of golden light in his whole body, urged the mixed martial arts to the extreme, facing the Dingguang sword with his right fist, unexpectedly wanting to take this sword forcibly!

　　 Seeing that his fist and the sword light were about to meet, he suddenly raised his left hand and flew out a small mahogany box from his sleeve.

　　 The small wooden box burst in mid-air and turned into red clouds in the sky. But the next moment the red cloud dissipated, it turned out to be thousands of fiery red flying needles, lasing towards Zhuo Bufan.

　　 Jian Xiu focused on practicing swords, with a supernatural power on top of this flying sword. Liang Yan knew that if his flying sword was on his side, it would never hurt him any more. Therefore, only when his flying sword was used for offense was his defense weakest.

　　 He had already been severely injured and destroyed his body protector last time, in order to kill him at this time.

　　 Liang Yan roared and punched the Dingguangjian. The light sword on the Han Mang flourished, and it also stabbed him mercilessly.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The lightsaber broke through the heavy golden light, pierced through his right fist, and pierced through his right shoulder. Liang Yan snorted, and the blood on his arm burst. Because of his character, Rao couldn't help screaming and fell from the air.

　　 But the fixed lightsaber was blocked by him, and it was too late to rush back to the savior. Thousands of Red Needles had arrived in front of Zhuo Bufan at this time, with a panic expression on his face, and quickly backed away, but how could he get past the flying needle?

　　 Seeing Zhuo Bufan was about to die, a white worm suddenly emerged from the skin of his chest. The worm had no eyes, nose, or ears. It had only a mouth, and it looked quite scary.

　　 It rushed out of Zhuo Bufan's chest, flew into the air and squeaked. The red needle all over the sky didn't know what devil was, and suddenly all changed directions and shot at the worm. In a blink of an eye, it shot it into a hedgehog.

　　 The worm fell from mid-air, rolled on the ground, and then whispered a few times, and it didn't move anymore.

　　 At this time, Zhuo Bufan's face was pale, the Confucian scarf on his head was long gone, and his long hair was scattered randomly, his legs were trembling constantly, and he seemed to be unable to stand still.

　　 The most weird thing is that he has fallen to the fifth level of Qi training in his 7th-level Qi training level, and his aura is extremely unstable, and it seems that he will drop again at any time.

　　 "Good brother Liang!"

　　 Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and said: "Unexpectedly, I underestimated you before, and actually abolished the ‘Replacement Gu’ that I had cultivated with my own blood and blood, which caused me to be bitten by Gu Art!

　　 Liang Yan was lying on the ground at this time~www.ltnovel.com~ and didn't even have the strength to stand up. He stared at Zhuo Bufan blankly for a moment, and despair surged in his heart...

　　 "What kind of magic is he? There is no such secret technique in the Yixing Pavilion sect!" This was the last question that Liang Yan thought of.

　　 But Zhuo Bufan obviously has no plan to answer. He pinched a sword tactic in his hand, and the Light Sword roared, seeming to be impatient for revenge for his master.

　　 At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the empty square,

"Well........"

　　 The voice was very strange, as if it was directly on the hearts of the two of them. It sounds like someone just woke up and stretched in the dark.

　　 Zhuo Bufan looked alert and shouted: "Who is it!"

　　Who is...who...who is...

　　 The square was empty, no one answered, only Zhuo Bufan's echo.

　　 Zhuo Bufan's face was panicked, but Liang Yan's face was weird.

　　 As soon as this sound rang, the enthusiasm that he had suppressed in his heart gradually grew, and this time it was extraordinary, no matter how he performed the exercises, he couldn't suppress it.

"kill him!"

　　 "Kill him!"

　　 "Kill, kill, kill!"

　　.........

　　 As if ten thousand people were whispering in his ear, chattering.

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, and suddenly looked back, only to see that there were many people around him. These people, men and women, old and young, are all different, everyone with a bad look, one after another stretched out their right hands and shook Liang Yan's right hand.

　　 Liang Yan's crippled right hand was dragged up slowly by them. When he looked down at this time, he was surprised that he was holding a **** butcher's knife on his right hand!