Although it is a last resort choice, it is also worth learning from Zhang Yan.

Different fighting styles and different combat experiences are more or less a resource for future sacrifices.

With the passage of time, the weak remained strong, and the battle with the sky outside the stone platform where everyone was located became more and more intense, the cultivation became higher and higher, and the means became stronger and stronger, which was already quite interesting.

Lao Yajian's heart is becoming more and more unreliable.

"Isn't Xiaolong going up to show his hand?"

Facing Long Xiaopeng's expression of smiling and shaking his head, Lao Yajian became more and more uneasy.

It is true that the Lifusan people of the year were still his juniors, but now, they are already one of the three immortals, and the famous Jindan Zhenren. Long Xiaopeng is standing here, if he is in the end of the competition, it is fine, if he has been watching coldly, what he gets in the end, will he share it or not?

If you don't divide it, you will inevitably underestimate Jindan Zhenren.

Lao Yajian's eyes rolled, wanting Long Xiaopeng to take the initiative to get out, but he didn't know how to speak.

His eyes flickered, he glanced at Zhang Yan, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he came closer, and asked cordially: "This little brother wants to play early and get a good rank?" Xiaolong, it's not Uncle Lao who said you, this is your fault! You have a good teacher, strong skills, and don't be in a hurry to get off the field. But not all of you in the Immortal Society are as capable as you. Why don't you let this little brother end up earlier, wouldn't it delay others!"

The interaction between cultivators is about the same age, and the cultivation is much worse. Unless the relationship is particularly intimate, in short, it is based on cultivation.

A long time ago, when Lifusanren first debuted, Lao Yajian was a famous master over 100 years old. Everyone is in the Divine Light Realm, and his cultivation is higher than that of Lifusan, of course, he can lick his face and call himself "old brother".

Relying on the soft nature of Lifusan, he still dares to be a senior in front of Long Xiaopeng, but if he wants to make himself think that he is the "old brother" of Lifusan, he doesn't dare. Therefore, in the face of Long Xiaopeng, he just thinks he is "uncle".

has the strength and doesn't play, because you don't agree with their plan, and there will be disputes later. As long as he is on the field, even if the people around Long Xiaopeng participate, it means that he agrees with the distribution method here, which is barely reasonable.

His thoughts, Long Xiaopeng could probably guess, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "Don't dare to beat my idea, but go to pick up Zhang Yan?" If you know who he is, I'm not afraid that I won't scare you to death!"

At his real age, Long Xiaopeng is nearly sixty, he started earlier than Zhang Yan, and his cultivation time was longer than Zhang Yan. Under the scattered cultivation sect, it is not more elaborate than the mountain sect. More than ten years ago, he began to walk independently.

Zhang Yan is much younger than him in terms of appearance.

It wasn't until two years ago that he went to Shuiyunmen to participate in the Wanshan Conference, and the generation of disciples of the Zhangyan Sect of the Shan Sect officially went out to walk. In the next two years, in addition to the senior brothers and brothers in the five factions of Longshan, those who interacted and fought were the leaders of the new generation in the scattered cultivation of Yu Peiyu and Long Xiaopeng.

The one with the worst background is at least the Bamo Li family, the Hetong West Water Sword Gate, the East Water Sword Gate, and the Invincible Sword Sect. Although at the lotus porridge banquet, the Invincible Sword Sect was also called the "third-rate" in Zhang Yan's heart, compared to the sect to which these people were present today, the Invincible Sword Sect was at least a notch.

There are many people outside who have heard of the reputation of the great disciple of the mountain, but not many people can recognize him in person.

The storage bag space was limited, and when the original owner left the mountain, he only filled it with three sets of clothes. Two sets are the standard costumes of the Mt. Shan sect, and the other set is an ordinary monk's vestment without any logo. The previous two sets of standard costumes for the disciples of the Mountain Sect were broken one after another, and this time, Zhang Yan had to change into the last set of ordinary legal robes, which were plain and pure white, and looked similar to the scholars and scholars of the countries under the mountain.

His hair, which was as long as water, was tied up with a strip of white silk.

The hair is dyed like ink, and the pupils are like paint.

Made of pure white silk, it is like a set of robes worn by scholars from wealthy families, which reduces his full of inferiority and rebelliousness. It seems to be somewhat similar to Situ Erya's gentleness.

The difference is that Situ Erya gives people the feeling that there is a bandit gentleman, like a doctor, like a beautiful jade in the hall. Now Zhang Yan's image is more introverted, like the introverted jade of Yinghua and the bamboo and stone covered by plants and trees.

Gao Hua is insufficient, and the dust is still excessive.

Being able to walk side by side with Long Xiaopeng, Lao Yajian has already raised his evaluation of Zhang Yan as high as possible in his heart. But no matter how he raised it, he only thought that this was a young master of the Youxian Society whose status was not far from Long Xiaopeng. I never imagined that the person who was brought down by him was actually a great disciple of the Jieshan Sect who was above Long Xiaopeng in terms of name and combat power.

For this "Uncle Lao", Long Xiaopeng still has a little incense, and he doesn't want him to lose a big face in front of Zhang Yan, so he laughed and was about to open the topic.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan beside him said: "Okay, I'll be respectful and obey!"

"What's the matter with you going to join in the fun?" Long Xiaopeng was surprised, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but Lao Yajian on the side was overjoyed, and hurriedly finalized with words: "That's good! Later, the old uncle will see this virtuous nephew show off his skills! I wish the virtuous nephew a successful opening and a successful sword!"

Seeing Zhang Yan glaring at him, Long Xiaopeng also stopped thinking of dissuasion, and said with a secret smile: "The sword is successful? I will see the sword technique later, I don't know what kind of expression you should have!"

It was only a moment before one of the two in the fierce battle was defeated.

The other sat down cross-legged and meditated for more than half a quarter of an hour, before he opened his eyes, and with a long roar, Edgeworth flew up, and asked, "Who is coming?"

"Let's let it!" Lao Yajian spoke, stopping the few remaining "masters" who wanted to make a move. coughed lightly and said, "This ...... This ...... of the Wandering Immortals"

When he opened his mouth to introduce, he suddenly realized that he hadn't even asked Zhang Yan's identity.

A voice came from his ear: "My surname is Zhang, and I am walking with Brother Long, but I am not from the Immortal Society." ”

In his eagerness, Lao Yajian didn't think much about it, and said loudly: "This nephew Zhang Xian intends to give it a try, and in the next game, this nephew Zhang Xian will fight with Brother Wang." ”

At the same time, he thought in his heart: "The surname is Zhang, not a person from the Youxian Society, which young master is this?"

Caifeng does not fly with jackdaws.

is qualified to come side by side with Long Xiaopeng, and he must also be a monk of the Divine Light Realm. For a while, Lao Yajian couldn't think of any young master with the surname Zhang, and his cultivation and style were all right, and he thought: "Let's look at his sword path!"

frowned, waiting for the two to make a move.

"His sword trick in the mountains, not to mention widely spread in Longshan, at least there are few who can't recognize it when they see it, isn't it just a show as soon as he makes a move? Brother Zhang doesn't look like a person who can do such boring things?"

Long Xiaopeng felt strange, and when he saw Zhang Yan rising from the edge of the stone platform, he explained to him with a smile: "I occasionally felt it last time I healed, and I recently learned a set of swordsmanship. Taking this opportunity, the little brother was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and couldn't help but want to audition one or two, and also ask Brother Long to appreciate it!"

"Hahaha! Brother Zhang's comprehension of swordsmanship is naturally good, wait and see!" Long Xiaopeng smiled heroically and replied loudly.

The two of them were like no one around, which annoyed the opponent who was waiting to compete with Zhang Yan.

can be used by Lao Yajian with the word "brother", and the Divine Light Monk who appears now is not young. His hair turned from black to white, and he was already approaching the age of one hundred and sixty years old, and he faintly "hummed" when he heard the words: "Junior, it's useless to use your mouth, and you can talk with a flying sword!"

"Yes, yes, your old man, please!"

Wang Jiyue rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The sky was windy, the white clouds were gone, and there was not a trace of variegation in the clear blue sky.

Sixty, or the one who was near death in front of seventy, is also such a good weather.

At that time, he was opposed by a beautiful nun from overseas. He just made a little contempt, moved a little lust, and almost died.

What happened?

He didn't want to recall.

In short, it is a red pink skeleton, and Zhu Yan turns into pus and blood. It's a pity that a good pair of skins!

The elderly are indifferent. Seeing a lot, experiencing a lot, knowing that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, the fire will not be so vigorous.

He knew who Long Xiaopeng was, so naturally he would not despise Zhang Yan.

"Make a move!" said Wang Jiyue with his head held high.

"You're an old man, so please ask for it first. ”

"Okay!" Wang Jiyue's right hand crossed a circle, half shorter than an ordinary flying sword, and the silver light flashed, and a flying sword that could only be called a short sword flew out of the air.

The nine phantoms flickered and disappeared, merging into a stream of silver light.

Zhang Yan had already seen clearly that there was nothing surprising about the swordsmanship used by Wang Jiyue. It's just a variant of the Sancai sword trick that is widely spread in the Longshan area.

Although the Wang family tried their best to modify it in the past dynasties, it changed from one to three, and took the name of "Wang's Nine Palace Sword". In the bottom, in fact, it is still the same set of vulgar and vulgar, the Longshan area, there is no inheritance of loose cultivation, and the big road sword trick of nine out of ten miles.

It's just that by immersion for a long time, a power has been refined.

Since he learned swords as a teenager, Wang Jiyue has mastered this set of swordsmanship for more than 150 years, which is enough time for him to hone his swordsmanship to the point of perfection and wishful thinking.

Sassy silver dragon, premature and soaring.

This sword is more powerful than anything before.

It seems to be a simple Edgeworth Flying Thorn, but it's not. Facing the person facing this sword, as long as the idea of dodging and dodging is born in his heart, he will find that the route taken by Wang Jiyue with a single blow of the flying sword is extremely ingenious. Straight and curved, a faint arc envelops all space around the target.

No matter up or down, left or right, front or back, as long as the target moves, the flying sword can change direction and send out a thunderous blow.

"Lao Wang's sword is not simple!" Lao Yajian's cultivation in the nectar period, the attainment of the flying sword may not exceed that of Wang Jiyue, but a higher realm brings stronger physical fitness, and the eyesight must be there.

In his opinion, after dodging, he parried, and after the charge was interrupted, his strength was at most seventy percent in a hurry. And the ingenious angle of Wang Jianyue's sword can make the flying sword change backwards and still retain more than ninety percent of its power.

The best option is to stand still and stand hard.

With his strength higher than Wang Jiyue, he is naturally not afraid, but now...... The kid surnamed Zhang is going to suffer a loss!

Lau Yajian smiled.

Sudden change!

An orange light flew up at high speed, and in the sky between the two of them, between the colors of gold and red, a rolling and flowing vortex appeared in the sky.