Inside, the atmosphere is condensed.

Jiang Yang's buttocks pouted slightly, pressed against the table, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and stared directly at the two people in the room.

It was none other than the two generations of sword immortals who suddenly broke in.

Now these two are like brothers, hooking shoulders and backs, I don't know how much wine they have drunk, their cheeks are drunk, black, red, black and red, and their eyelids are about to fight up and down.

"Hiccup~"

Lao Huang suddenly slapped the wine gap and smacked his mouth.

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, he staggered forward, looked at Jiang Yang, "What do you do with a sad face, come, give Ye a ..... smile"

Jiang Yang waved his hand and knocked off Lao Huang's palm, this old man was not lightly drunk.

God knows, he's one step away from it, but ......

Jiang Yang's teeth are trembling now, and he can't wait to go up and press Lao Huang to the ground and beat him hard.

At this moment, Xun Yijian also stepped forward, he was not much better than Lao Huang, I don't know how much bud wine he had drunk, he was full of wine, or he was going to be drunk to death in the next moment.

"What a delicate little Taoist, how old are you......" Xun Yijian showed an infatuation on his face and pinched Jiang Yang's chin...... This scene is as if he is picking a girl in the green building.

"You two, stand up for me!"

With a loud shout, the two of them were scared unconscious, Jiang Yang held the destroyed Heaven-shaking Bottle and looked at the two, "Look at the lack of virtue that the two of you have done, you are almost ......"

"I'm almost able to finish the portrayal of the Heaven-Shaking Bottle, it's good for you guys to come to me with drunkenness."

"Now, my two hours of hard work have been ruined, you say, whose is it?"

Jiang Yang glanced back and forth at the two, angry.

Lao Huang stretched out his hand and scratched his face, chirped his mouth, couldn't stand steadily, leaned on Xun Yijian's body, and his mouth was vague: "If you don't break the bottle, it's ...... to pay you a lot."

"Yes."

Xun Yijian echoed and smiled.

"Okay, that's what you said, pay for it." Jiang Yang threw the formation map to the two.

The two of them put their heads together and pointed at the formation diagram for a while.

Looking at the two, Jiang Yang was speechless for a while, pushing the two to go out quickly, and after the two of them sobered up tomorrow, they would settle accounts with the two.

Who knew that Lao Huang suddenly grabbed Jiang Yang's wrist, and took a shot at the bottle on the table with his other hand, and then, the three of them disappeared in place with a "bang", and the bottle was quietly suspended in mid-air.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Yang found that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

Looking back, he saw ...... What a big carving knife on the table.

I'm getting smaller again!

In the bottle, together with Lao Huang and Xun Yijian.

Lao Huang slapped the wine separation, relaxed his muscles, "Let you, a young man, see how we old guys portray the formation." ”

After that, Lao Huang looked at Xun Yijian and raised his eyebrows: "Xun Jianxian, do you dare to compete?" ”

Xun Yijian couldn't stand still, and stretched out an arm, "Why don't you dare, the old sword immortal pleases first." ”

Lao Huang pointed at Xun Yijian and smiled, jumped away, and reached the belly of the bottle from the mouth of the bottle in the blink of an eye.

There were smooth bottle walls all around, and under the smelting of the blood phoenix stone, the originally white bottle walls were a little red, as if they were stained with blood.

Jiang Yang looked at Lao Huang in the distance, not knowing what he was going to do.

Lao Huang rubbed his neck, erected the two fingers of his right hand, and pointed obliquely into the ground, as if a sword was held in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, his whole body suddenly changed!

Glancing back at Jiang Yang, Lao Huang said, "This is the old man's famous sword move, a pool of spring water!" ”

After that, Lao Huang pointed forward.

There was nothing unusual, Jiang Yang only felt that his whole body was bathed in the spring sun, very warm, if there was anything, that is, he faintly heard the wind in his ears.

Yes, the wind!

"It's nothing ......"

Rumble!

Before he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came, and the picture reflected in Jiang Yang's pupils made his whole body stand on end!

That nameless sword aura made people feel in the spring sunshine at first.

But the next moment, when the sword qi reached the wall of the bottle, the boundless waves surged out wildly, slapping on Jiang Yang's face, the wind howled, he couldn't stand steadily, his hair danced back, the muscles on his face twisted wildly, and his mouth couldn't close.

If it weren't for Xun Yijian beside him, Jiang Yang would have been blown out of the bottle by this sudden gust of wind.

Xun Yijian laughed and said: "What a trick and a pool of spring water, look at my ......"

Xun Yijian jumped into the air, came to Lao Huang's side in an instant, and also raised two fingers and pointed obliquely into the ground.

"I remember, your sword is called Changhong Guanri, right?" Lao Huang asked.

"Exactly!"

Xun Yijian smiled heartily, and the next moment, he pointed out......

A dazzling white light shot out from his fingertips.

It was different from the calm of Lao Huang's sword beforehand, and then the wind howled.

Xun Yijian's sword was powerful from the beginning.

Jiang Yang saw a red sun, which continued to shine.

"Ah, my eyes, my dog's eyes......" Jiang Yang's eyes were temporarily blinded by the light, and the pain was hot.

A pool of spring water!

Changhong through the sun!

The two sword immortals' respective famous skills, no matter which move is outside, it is enough to be amazing.

Jiang Yang, how could he be able to see these two tricks before and after.....

"Boy, the formation is not so carved by you." Lao Huang's laughter came, Jiang Yang's eyes looked over, and he saw Lao Huang and Xun Yijian making continuous moves, and one after another sword qi slashed on the wall of the bottle.

There are furrows in the walls of the bottle, and these ravines are not disorganized.

But......

Jiang Yang's eyes lit up, these ravines were exactly the same as those depicted in the formation diagram.

A quarter of an hour later, under the joint efforts of the two sword immortals, all the sixty-nine runes were engraved in the belly of the bottle with sword qi.

In an instant, golden light spread all over the belly of the bottle, and those runes actually worked!

I don't know how long it took, the two great sword immortals came to Jiang Yang's side.

Lao Huang looked at the stunned Jiang Yang, patted him on the shoulder, and sneered:

"Boy, the formation is portrayed like this, like you, take a carving knife girl chirp......"

After that, Lao Huang Fei came out of the bottle.

"Don't take it to heart, the senior's mouth is like this......" Xun Yijian couldn't say anything, and said: "In short, all the Taoist magic powers in the world, you can change the angle!" ”

Xun Yijian also flew out of the bottle.

Leaving only Jiang Yang in the bottle, he looked up at the runes formed by sword qi around him, and was deeply shocked.

He strolled through it, the runes around him were running, the golden light was dazzling, and streams of true qi were being sucked into the bottle by the Heaven-Shaking Bottle.

Jiang Yang was so frightened by the sword aura around him that his mouth couldn't close.

Sword energy, runes.

Two things that are not the same at all, unexpectedly, unexpectedly......

Here, the coordination is incomparable.

Sword Qi is a rune!

Runes are sword energy!

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In the next few days, everyone couldn't find Jiang Yang's person.

I searched all over Qingyuan Mountain, but I couldn't find it, and Chu Ling'er, who was harmed, thought that the master was lost, and he was about to post a notice to find someone.

Until everyone saw the small jade bottles on the table.

Every few moments, a small jade bottle cracked open from the inside.

Jiang Yang, the size of a mung bean, held a peach hairpin in his hand, wielded his sword qi, shuttled through the bottle, tirelessly......