"Not bad! Not bad!" Zhang Yan applauded, his feet were in the air, and from the mid-air on the outside of the stone platform, he seemed to climb down the stairs and walked back to the stone platform at the top of the peak step by step, "The manna realm engraved with the wrong supernatural power is indeed not worth a sigh, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a toad!"

"Yes, I thought your exercises were interesting, but I didn't expect you to be interesting and quite to my liking. ”

Tang Xiaofei replied from afar.

The two of them asked and answered, making the three supernatural masters on the mountain peak on this side angry, and also scared the two female cultivators beside Tang Xiaofei.

These two female cultivators were all acquainted after Tang Xiaofei left the school, and they were nothing but young and beautiful. During this time, they have done a lot with Tang Xiaofei, and they used to think that they were bold, knowing that he is capable and has established some confidence in Tang Xiaofei, they will follow him to lurk on the opposite mountain peak to snoop.

However, no one would have imagined that Tang Xiaofei would be so bold as to provoke a supernatural master in person!

"Don't worry! Rest assured! Separated by a distance of several miles, can't you run away if you can't beat it?" Tang Xiaofei didn't avoid suspicion, kissed each other on the left and right, comforted the two girls, and asked in a loud voice: "Interesting friend on the other side, standing here and talking, I'm sure I won't have back pain." But the distance over there is too close to the toad over there. Do you need me Tang Xiaofei to pull you?"

On the stone platform, everyone looked at Zhang Yan with a strange look.

The Divine Light Monk who dared to talk and laugh at the three supernatural masters had never seen it.

This "middle" is not an imaginary finger, but a real middle.

Volleyed to the stone platform, and Zhang Yan's position was exactly in front of Lao, Xia, and Song. Standing on the edge of the stone platform, and Tang Xiaofei on the opposite peak across the river to ask questions, the three masters behind him are not far from him. The nearest poisonous fire skeleton was only a few feet away, and the farthest benevolent swordsman was less than three feet away from him.

His eyes were fixed on the layer of skin wrapped around the skull's wrist, beating more and more violently, and in the only pair of eyes left on his face, Xia Pengzu, who was getting more and more fierce, Lao Yajian said: "Brother Xia, control your anger!"

"You can't bear it, I can't bear it! Lifu Sanren! What a big reputation! Annoyed the ancestor me, leaving Longshan and fleeing to Haixi, what can the Youxian Society do to me?"

Xia Pengzu also replied with a sound transmission.

Lao Yajian frowned secretly, he was also angry, but he was not as taboo-free as Xia Pengzu. The Lao family has a large family, relatives and friends, but they still have to live in Longshan. "Wandering Immortals...... The Five Factions of Yongsan ......"

In an instant, seven or eight aftermath plans flashed through Lao Yajian's mind, but ...... Even if they want to completely take refuge in the five factions of Longshan, the Lao family does not have the capital to let the family fully protect them!

If it's just a general approach, how different is it from now?

Long Xiaopeng is in full swing, the market is bullish, it doesn't take many years, maybe he can be the same as Lifusan, and then he will come to the top, and his cultivation will surpass him. Not to mention anything else, just offending him ruthlessly is very detrimental to the Lao family.

Lao Yajian smiled bitterly in his heart: "I can't imagine being ridiculed by this kid in person, and I have to find a way not to let him be injured too much!

With wishful thinking in his heart, he only heard Xia Pengzu beside him shout: "Boy, look for death!"

The black wind suddenly rose, and the poisonous fire erupted wildly.

Surrounded by a skinny skeletal arm, thunder and lightning struck directly to Zhang Yan's chest.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Lao Yajian did not forget to observe Long Xiaopeng's face. I saw that his expression was a little solemn, and he held the "broad tiger" tightly, but he was not very nervous.

"What does this mean?" thought flashed in his head, and before he had time to think about it, Lauria had already pounced.

The fierce sword wind surged flatly, and a wind circle instantly appeared on the stone platform, and large and small whirlpools caused people's bodies to spin around, including Lao Yajian, no one could stabilize their bodies.

In the middle of the surging sword wind, a ball of golden light suddenly appeared, and exploded rapidly. A golden glow exploded.

Lao Yajian only felt as if it was an illusion, a golden light flashed, and the sword wind, golden mang, black wind, and poisonous fire on the top of the mountain all disappeared.

Only the stunned poisonous fire skeleton remained, and the white-clothed young man standing with a sword.

He couldn't believe it, rubbing his eyes, almost as if they were hallucinating.

Everything became static, and the benevolent swordsman, Wang Jiyue, and Lu Tongfei, one by one, claimed to be the top outside this poisonous dragon stream, gearing up, thinking about the characters who showed their talents, dumbfounded, and motionless like puppets.

Zhang ...... On the top of the mountain peak, the head of the Li family in Manxi Cliff changed from trembling and intermittent to affirming and clear voice, breaking the silence on the stone platform.

Poof! The sharp sword qi, the zigzag shape erupted from the poisonous fire skeleton's body, and Xia Pengzu's body cracked, revealing a zigzag golden red light.

Blood splattered, and sword aura filled the sky.

After a rain of blood that was less than one-third of the weight of a normal person, the former ancestor of the Xia family, who was standing quietly, suddenly fell apart and became a pile of minced flesh and torso stacked on the ground.

"It's you! It's you! When I went to worship in the Shan Sect, I saw you from afar!" I only felt a little familiar before, but after being reminded by the head of the Li family, more or less, directly or indirectly, the cultivators who had come into contact with Zhang Yan's image were like enlightened people.

"Zhang Yan!

"Just now Long Xiaopeng said that he killed Yu Peiyu. ”

"Then how did the two of them come together?"

"Shhh

"Hahaha, today's fun, thank you for trying the sword with me!" Glancing at Tang Xiaofei and the three of them who immediately retreated after he suddenly used his spicy hand and killed Xia Pengzu, Zhang Yanzhen smiled loudly, and mentioned that the poisonous fire skeleton happened to retain the intact head, and held it in his hand, and said with a fist in all directions: "How you arrange it has nothing to do with you." However, this fang has acted perversely and done many evils, and since we have met, we can't allow him to live any longer! Brother Long, aren't you leaving?"

"Brother Zhang is waiting for me, just about to go along!" Long Xiaopeng responded with a loud laugh and flew after Zhang Yan.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Lao Yajian breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling sweaty and heavy.

"Divine Light Slashes Nectar! Divine Light Slashes Nectar! Could it be that we, ordinary monks, are so ...... in front of the famous sects" The words "vulnerable" just appeared in his mind, and Lao Yajian suddenly woke up: "No! Although we are not the opponents of those famous disciples who have five or six kinds of natal supernatural powers, we are ......."

Zhang Yan's actions just now were like a sneak attack, but he was intimidated by his momentum, and no one thought in this direction.

Lao Yajian felt a few wisps of evil in his heart, and said: "If I had thought of it earlier, I would have taught him a lesson in whatever I said! I don't believe that with the true yuan of our nectar stage, we can't suppress a divine light!"

Soon he thought of the identity of the other party again, and he couldn't help but vent his breath, and his heart was depressed: "If I had known that he was the eldest disciple of the Shan Sect, I am afraid that the old man would not have the courage to do anything with him......

Regardless of his nine-twisted intestines here, in the eyes of the masses who don't know the truth, Zhang Yan is really using divine light to kill the poisonous fire skeleton that is quite notorious. The emotional fluctuations caused by this are better than when he heard that Yu Peiyu was defeated by his sword.

Open the assistant, and the record of harvesting points has been brushed again.

"When the news spreads, it will surely bring me more points. ”

"Tang Xiaofei, my Canghai Flowing Wave Sword is still waiting for you, do you want to come and give it a try?"

Lang Lang's words echoed several peaks, and no one responded for a long time.

"That kid is oiled on the soles of his feet, and he has already gone far, why should Brother Zhang be as knowledgeable as him!"

Zhang Yan's heart was relieved and he smiled.

The two of them returned to the cave where they had retreated and healed their wounds, tried their swords, and sat back and watched the ups and downs of the valley. After the wind and clouds disappeared, this space was enlarged, and there were several battles in the huge mountain gorge that was nearly thousands of miles long. I don't know if the news of the two of them sitting here spread, but no one came to disturb them.

Even in the riverside market, the conflict between the peaks and valleys of the mountains and valleys always subsided quickly, and there was no wind and waves.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets.

Time passed quickly, Long Xiaopeng's spirit was a little tired, but his eyebrows were excited. got up and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

"You're welcome!" Zhang Yan laughed, "If Lifu's predecessor is willing to serve as the elder of this sect, Brother Long is his own brother." All kinds of exercises and sword techniques in this sect, as well as the notes of the ancestors of the past dynasties, can be open to the sages and apprentices. Why does Zhang Yan regret a small set of self-realization sword skills?"

Two days and two nights were enough for Long Xiaopeng to master the core essence of the Canghai Liubo Sword, and he knew that although the killing of this sword technique was not strong, it was not out of the machine, and it was extremely ingenious, and it was no worse than some so-called superior sword techniques in the Longshan Region.

In terms of pioneering and innovative, in fact, there are still excesses.

Da En didn't say thank you, Long Xiaopeng didn't dwell on this issue, and hugged his fists hard and said: "Xiaopeng will definitely try his best to explain to the family teacher!"

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to help him up, and the two smiled heartily, everything was silent.

It's not that Zhang Yan doesn't cherish the sword technique.

Although the Canghai Flowing Wave Sword was ingenious, it was the first exercise he had obtained through sacrifice. Ingeniousness is ingenious, but unfortunately the damage is not enough to become his trump card at the bottom of the box.

Two days ago, Zhang Yanzhang killed the poisonous fire skeleton Xia Pengzu, which was still a desperate trick in the sword technique of the mountain, and there was no way to return to the sword!

Getting a 1.5 times increase in the sword bone, the power of this blow is not inferior to Zhang Yan on the lotus porridge banquet to exert his full strength, and the damage to himself is only thirty percent, which is reduced to the point where it can be tolerated.

There are small assistants, sacrificial functions, and "self-realization exercises" such as the Canghai Wave Sword, which will definitely come in the future.

It can't be a means to press the bottom of the box at this stage, and it's not worth keeping it too secret, but it might as well be used in exchange for Long Xiaopeng's favorability.

The thick night fog dissipated, the east wind blew away, and a long white fish's belly appeared behind the mountains to the east. The color is ever-changing, sometimes grayish, sometimes pale. Finally, all colors were swept away by the brilliant golden yellow, and at the end of the sky, a round fireball leaped into the sky.

The sky was bright and the sun was shining into the canyon.

"The water is red! the water is red!"

There was a loud shout from the side of the Poison Dragon River.

The two of them shook as Edgeworth flew up.