Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"The little Taoist relies on a bit of swordsmanship to act recklessly, can he recognize the old man's flying sword skill?"

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, smiling.

Li Chang'an was a little stunned and acted recklessly? Where and where?

Is there any misunderstanding? With subtle hope, Li Changan asked:

"Does Lao Zhang admit the wrong person? I have never relied on swordsmanship to act recklessly."

"Acknowledge the wrong person?" the old man asked back, "the little Taoist forgot the 137 dead souls under the sword on Snake Head Mountain?"

Snake Head Mountain? Those bandits? One hundred and thirty-seven? How much did I kill?

"Lao Zhang, you have pity for the bandits on the Snake Head Mountain. Why shouldn't you have pity for the people who were tortured and killed by them." Li Changan thought that the old man suspected that he had killed too much, so he explained, "Besides, the bandit leader still keeps monsters... "

Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand and sneered:

"No matter how unbearable Snake Head Mountain is, it is also the running dog of my big boss. Whether it is right or wrong, you have the big boss's judgment. You, a little wild Taoist priest, dare to intervene."

When Li Changan heard this, he finally understood the identity of the old man.

"It turns out that the old man worked for the bandits."

The old man kept his expression on his face, frowning and said: "The big treasurer of my family, the rivers and lakes are called Jiajinliang, he is the leader of the green forest in Hebei Province. Which one of the black and white does not let him three points, how can I just use the word'bandit' alone. "

Li Changan laughed.

"Isn't Big Poppy Poppy?"

The old man scolded and cheered.

"The little Taoist is full of nonsense. The old man is thinking of your rare good skill. As long as you repent and enter the door, the past will be wiped out. But you actually like to show off your tongue so much. I have to scratch you hundreds of slaps first. Knocking thousands of heads in front of your bandit’s grave!"

Listening to the old man's tone, it was all that Li Changan had already surrendered and let him kill him.

After hearing this, Li Changan sighed and said:

"I must have misunderstood Lao Zhang when I said'wait slowly.' I'm just..." Li Changan got off the donkey and patted the big green donkey on the head. The big green donkey rubbed against the owner's arms and ran away familiarly. Far.

"...I don't want to hurt my donkey, as for you and me..."

Li Changan drew his sword and nodded slightly to the old man.

"...If it is not speculative, it will be useless to say more! Let me learn the flying sword technique of Lao Zhang!"

The old man's complexion suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

Before the words fell, two small swords rose into the air, circled around the old man, and shot out.

When he arrived in front of Li Changan, he did not fly straight as before, and went around in a circle, one high and one low, as if a master proficient in combined strikes attacked at the same time! Fortunately, Li Chang'an was agile, with a sword in his hand as if he were a single body, and he could often stab a sword from an incredible angle to withstand attacks.

But one of the advantages of Feijian was that there was no one behind the sword. Li Changan could only be beaten and could not fight back. After a short while, the robe that was about to make up for a hundred quilts had a few more holes.

Li Changan was helpless, so he had to pretend to be helpless, and "retreat" in the direction of the old man, but this old man is also worthy of being an old thieves for many years. step.

Is it still a bit of a sword fairy demeanor? !

Li Changan was so angry that he cursed in his heart, but then he realized that the other party might really not be a sword fairy.

Probably because the opponent's sword is too weak, this weakness is not compared to Li Changan, but compared to the legendary flying sword.

Liu Laodao also talked about Sword Immortal and Flying Sword when chatting. In his description, the sword immortal can be said to be an upright land immortal. The magical powers of throwing swords and transforming dragons, painting land into rivers, opening mountains and cracking seas, let alone take the first level of people thousands of miles away, and are as fast as lightning. Such as Thunder is the basic function.

To be honest, if you encounter a sword fairy, I am afraid that Li Changan will only be able to—but seeing the blue light flashing in front of him, the man and the sword will be both sides.

This is Feijian!

The old man's "flying swords" were nothing more than two flying swords.

Li Changan's expression came to his mind, he flew around, and suddenly a piece of talisman paper floated from his body.

The old man was standing with his hand holding his hand, with a calm expression on his face, but when he saw the talisman, his expression became solemn. He knew that this Taoist priest could use several spells, so he quickly pursed his lips and whistled.

The paper talisman only burned a corner, and the two small swords had already been abandoned by Li Changan. The sword light was twisted and wound several times, and the paper talisman was twisted into pieces. The old man smiled triumphantly, letting you use your spells to master the mystery, it would be useless.

But when he turned his gaze, the fire under Li Changan's sleeve was shining, and a little paper dust floated out.

"Successful!"

When he raised his head, he met Li Changan's smiling eyes.

"Sure enough!"

The old man's expression suddenly became extremely exciting and complicated. Seven points were irritated, two points were frightened, and the remaining one was faintly worried. He didn't know what spell Li Changan had cast? What effect will it have? I had to gritted my teeth, there was another whistle, the voice was sharp and anxious, and the offensive of the two small swords was also a bit swift and violent!

On the contrary, Li Changan laughed more easily. He didn't know many spells. The spell just cast was just the "Chonglong Jade Rune". The spell was not lethal, but it made him fully understand the reality of the so-called Flying Sword.

Two small swords came from the left and the right, the trail on the right was weird and erratic, waiting for an opportunity; the one on the left was fierce, like a thunderous blow.

Li Changan didn't rush and raised his hand to meet the sword coming from the left. He didn't know when he held the scabbard in his hand.

No time to send!

The small sword couldn't stop, but went straight into the scabbard, and was clasped by Li Changan's hand.

On the other side, another small sword waiting for an opportunity has whizzed down.

Li Changan has been waiting for a long time, aiming and struggling to slash with a sword, the blade tore his breath, bringing up a cyan halo, he has already used "Slashing the Demon".

The two swords intersect.

There was no sound of golden and iron clamor, but a miserable howl broke out. Above the small sword, it was as if an intangible thing was smashed by Li Changan's sword.

The small sword fell to the ground, like a fish out of the water, struggling to fall a few times, and there was no movement.

However, the small sword locked in the sheath by Li Changan struggled violently. Li Changan just downplayed that the sword was knocked on the sheath, and the small sword became honest, only trembling in the sheath, as if an animal was frightened and trembling with fear. .

Of course the sword does not fear, the fear is what is attached to the sword.

Li Changan turned his head to look at the old man, his face was pale, stiff and did not move at all, as if he hadn't recovered from the changes in the situation.

"A third-rate warlock dare to call himself a sword fairy?"

As he said, Li Changan suddenly twisted his body up, and the distance of ten steps was shortened by him in an instant. But the old man was too desperate to react. When he made a move, Li Changan's sword tip was already close to his chin, and the neatly combed goatee was broken by the roots.

The old man didn't look at the long sword against his throat, but only looked at the small sword on the ground, his face slowly lost its spirit, and finally he sighed and closed his eyes.

"It's the old man who underestimated the Taoist Chief, and please be more sharp with the sword."

Li Changan retracted the long sword by Shi Shiran, and at the same time released the small sword locked in the scabbard. Once the small sword was free, he hid behind the old man without turning his head.

"Old man..." He smiled, "The road ahead is difficult and dangerous. You should go back to the country to take care of your life."

After speaking, he also blew a whistle.

The bronze bells jingled, the big green donkey ran back chewing on the leaves of the tree, a pair of donkeys looked at the old man, shook his head and rattled his nose.

In front of the old man, Li Changan slowly retracted his sword and returned to its sheath, and slowly turned on the donkey. The stupid donkey swept his face with the tip of his tail. Li Changan knocked it off and rode away slowly.

From beginning to end, the old man's face was sour and he didn't move.

Leaving the old man, Li Changan plunged into the forest. Today is the last full moon of this month, and you can’t miss it. As for the old man...

Although he was a third-rate warlock, he was also a powerful figure among ordinary bandits. After the first battle, I was afraid that he knew how powerful he was. Li Changan expected that the road ahead would be much calmer.

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The next morning.

Li Changan went out of the mountains and forests, embarked on the official road to Minzhou, and soon encountered a fork in the road.

He looked around, and there was no sign nearby. It happened that there was a pavilion for pedestrians to rest on the side of the road, and there was an old monk sitting in the pavilion.

He rode over on a donkey and found that the old monk had white eyebrows and beards, and he also had a kind eyebrows. He looked like an eminent monk, but he didn't know why he was alone here. So he bowed his hand and was about to ask for directions.

Unexpectedly, the old monk laughed loudly, rolled up his sleeves, showing solid muscles and bones, and said to Li Changan with a fist:

"Dao Xuan Xiao, forgive me. Yesterday, my old brother made you laugh."

Ha! It turned out to be a bandit leader.