The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

Yang Heng took out one of the hairs, then rewrapped the others and put them in his arms.

All he could see was Yang Heng holding his hair in one hand, and with the other he made a move towards the fire phoenix flying around him.

Immediately, a ball of flame separated from Huo Fenghuang's body and landed on the hair of the one Yang Heng was holding in his right hand.

Seeing the hair turn into ashes in the flames, Yang Heng said a spell.

"This oil is not extraordinary oil. Lu Ban gave me the oil to burn evil masters and evil methods. The disciple wears a fire hat, wears fire clothes, and wears fire shoes. It burns the evil masters of the east, the wizards of the south, and the evil masters of the west. The northern ghosts and monsters are burned, the evil masters and evil methods in the central area are burned, pregnant women, and all ghosts and monsters are turned into dust. I sincerely ask the six stars of the Southern Dipper and the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, and I will be as urgent as the law of the Supreme Lord."

After Yang Heng finished chanting the incantation, the mass of ashes suddenly dispersed into the sky.

Let's talk about Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple.

After stabbing Yang Heng just now, the flying sword returned to his hand. Yan Chixia held the flying sword and put it on her nose, smelling it and smelling the blood in it.

However, in this taste, there is no shadow of any soul, it seems that it only wounded the other party, but did not take his life.

While Yan Chixia was thinking, the countless demons and ghosts outside the yard suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and then they saw Yan Chixia's direction and rushed in.

Yan Chixia frowned, and then opened the wooden box beside her again.

As soon as the wooden box was opened, the ghosts that swarmed in, as if they had encountered some nemesis, did not dare to approach.

Yan Chixia sneered, and then threw the little flying sword in her hand again.

This time the flying sword left Yan Chixia's palm, and the speed was a little faster, and he wiped out seven or eight ghosts in the blink of an eye.

The rest of the ghosts and ghosts were caught by the power of the flying sword, and they didn't dare to approach, and they all exited the house, allowing Yan Chixia to gain a moment of peace.

After the demons and goblins had retreated, Yan Chixia recalled the flying sword again, then spotted a direction, and threw it fiercely.

The flying sword once again flew into the air, and then re-identified Yang Heng, once again swiped into lightning, and went straight there.

This time Yan Chixia didn't wait for the flying sword, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, Yan Chixia jumped onto the flying sword in an instant, and then drove the flying sword straight to Yang Heng.

However, Yan Chixia was driving the flying sword, and just when she was flying halfway, she felt a burst of fire.

Now Yan Chixia could no longer control Feijian, her mind separated from Feijian, and fell back to her body.

As soon as Yan Chixia's soul returned to her body, she felt an evil fire emanating from the Yongquan point in her body, heading straight to her forehead.

What is there to say now, it must be the evil method that the Taoist priest used again.

However, Yan Chixia is a swordsman. If you want to say that the imperial envoy Feijian is an expert, but she is not good at breaking these evil methods.

However, swordsmen like them also have some ways to defend against these evil methods.

Yan Chixia reluctantly opened her eyes, endured the heat flowing everywhere in her body, and made a move in the air.

The flying sword fell into Yan Chixia's hands again.

Seeing that Yan Chixia opened her mouth violently, she swallowed the flying sword into her own mouth.

And as soon as the flying sword fell into Yan Chixia's body, it seemed to melt into flowing water, and slowly melted, rushing around in Yan Chixia's body.

Wherever the flowing water formed by the flying sword passes, the infinite heat seems to fade away.

But this is only temporary, as soon as the flowing water passes, the evil fire will immediately rise again, which is not clean.

Yan Chixia persisted like this for a quarter of an hour, and finally her energy was exhausted, and her flying sword could no longer be preserved in her body, so she had to open her mouth and spray forward.

Then a cold light flew out of his body and hit the opposite wall.

Now Yan Chixia's complexion was distorted, and her whole body was trembling non-stop. It seemed that she was enduring enormous torture both psychologically and physically.

However, Yan Chixia was also stubborn. After suffering so much, he didn't even cry out.

At this moment, when a golden light flew in the distance and landed in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, the golden light turned into a golden armored general.

Yan Chixia squinted her eyes at the golden-armored general outside, gritted her teeth and spat out a few words, "White Lotus Sect."

It turned out that Yan Chixia could tell right away that this golden-armored general was the secret method of the White Lotus Sect - paper-cutting to become an adult.

The Golden Armored God fell into the middle of the courtyard, and the grieving ghosts immediately gave him a way.

This golden armored god will walk steadily step by step, just like walking in the room where Yan Chixia is.

When he reached the door of the house, he did not enter the house, but stood outside the door and spoke to Yan Chixia.

"How is it? Now is the time to tell me your sword skills?"

"The evil of the White Lotus Sect dares to covet the secret method I sent, isn't it afraid that my ancestors will come out of the mountains?"

"Hehe, it's useless to say these things now, quickly hand over your sword skills and spare your life, otherwise you will be reduced to ashes in no time."

"Daoist Yang, don't be too happy too soon, sir, I'm not at the end of my life yet, at worst we all die together."

After Yan Chixia said this, she fished to the side, and the flying sword that fell on the ground returned to his hand.

Then Yan Chixia endured the pain in her body, bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, and a stream of blood sprayed on the flying sword.

Then Yan Chixia suddenly began to get tired. It should be that the action just now consumed a lot of his energy.

I saw Yan Chixia sneer for a while, and then threw the flying sword violently.

This time the flying sword left Yan Chixia's palm, and did not fly away immediately, but turned into a red light in midair.

Then Yan Chixia reluctantly raised her right hand and pointed at the golden armored god.

The flying sword was wrapped in red light for an instant, and smashed the golden armored god at the door into pieces.

Then the flying sword circled around the fragments of the Golden Armored Godman, as if looking for some trace.

Then Feijian stopped in mid-air, then looked for the direction again, and went straight to Yang Heng.

Besides, Yang Heng cast the Five Thunder Oil Pond Fire Curse and the Paper-cut Adult Method on the hill. He thought he was foolproof, and that Yan Chixia couldn't stand the burning of the endless fire.

But he was too happy, first his paper figurine suddenly lost contact with him, and then a red light locked onto his body.

Yang Heng frowned first, and then he knew that it was Yan Chixia who started jumping over the wall in a hurry, and started to use the secret method, trying to fight himself to the death.

Therefore, Yang Heng didn't dare to neglect, the fire phoenix flying in the mid-air immediately came to Yang Heng's side as soon as he moved his mind, and then threw himself on Yang Heng.

When the flame dimmed again, Yang Heng was already sitting on the phoenix.

Next, Yang Heng patted Huo Fenghuang on the head, and the Huo Fenghuang immediately spread its wings and flew high into the midair.

At this moment, a red light lit up in midair, and the red light pierced the night sky like a shooting star.

For such an obvious brightness, Yang Heng immediately realized that it was not good, but although his fire phoenix flew fast, it was still much slower than the red light.

Before the fire phoenix could fly a few miles away, the red light had already reached Yang Heng's back.

Fortunately, Yang Heng was already prepared. He turned around and lit up his left palm on top of the fire phoenix. At this time, his left hand was already shrouded in lightning.

Then Yang Heng took three consecutive shots at the flying red light.

I saw three bolts of lightning flying out of Yang Heng's hand, directly hitting the flying red light.

In Yang Heng's imagination, even if his three lightning strikes could not extinguish the red light, they should be able to stop it from advancing.

But the facts are completely different from Yang Heng's imagination. Although the lightning strikes the red light, it doesn't seem to have any effect on the red light.

When Yang Heng saw this situation, he was frightened out of his wits. He didn't expect that Yan Chixia had such a skill.

There was no other way, and now he didn't care about being embarrassed, and then he jumped off the fire phoenix with his feet kicked.

Just as Yang Heng left behind the Fire Phoenix, the red light flew over the Fire Phoenix in a flash.

As Yang Heng fell to the ground, he began to feel a little rejoicing. Fortunately, he escaped in time, otherwise, the sudden blow just now might have killed him.

But it's too late to rejoice now, Yang Heng's body is still in the air, and he didn't land on the ground, but his hands have started to cast spells again.

Chapter 323 True Dragon Tiger Nine Immortals Sutra

Facing this critical moment, Yang Heng had no choice but to use his biggest trump card - Fa Tian Xiang Di.

Seeing Yang Heng's thought, his mind was immediately connected with the spell in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then the space around him was distorted, and Yang Heng's body just swayed, and it grew directly from a height of one person to a height of more than ten feet.

Just after Yang Heng finished casting, the red flying sword drew a curve in the air, and once again went straight to Yang Heng.

But the current Yang Heng, under the blessing of Fatianxiangdi, has great supernatural powers. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the red light fiercely.

Although the red light was as anxious as lightning, it had no way to escape from the raised hands like a black cloud, and was caught by Yang Heng in the end.

However, this flying sword is not a mortal thing. Although Yang Heng held it in his hand, his red light did not dissipate, instead it became even more dazzling.

And Yang Heng felt a severe pain in the palm of his hand, but Yang Heng did not let go of his palm, instead he exerted more force and firmly grasped the flying sword in his palm.

After a long time, Yang Heng felt that the flying sword in his palm began to lose strength, and the red light on his body also began to dissipate.

Yang Heng knew that the power of the opponent's magic sword was almost gone, and that Yan Chixia probably didn't have the energy to control Feijian anymore.

Yang Heng knew that the time was almost up, only to see him shake, and the body with a height of more than ten feet on the shoulders began to shrink rapidly. After a space shift, Jiang Cheng had already recovered to the height of a person.

At this time, Yang Heng was holding a small sword with a cold light in his hand.

Yang Heng took the small sword in his hand to his eyes, looked carefully, and found that there didn't seem to be any spells on the sword, but there were rules hidden in the body of the sword.

This rule seems to echo a person somewhere far away, and this flying sword seems to have a soul, and it keeps swallowing the nearby aura.

It seems that this sword is really not a mortal thing. Although it is not as good as the fairy sword behind him, it should be a great treasure.

When thinking of this, Yang Heng touched the fairy sword on his back.

Now he was thinking in his heart that if he could get the swordsmanship of the sword fairy from Yan Chixia, he would be able to fully utilize the role of this fairy sword.

At that time, I will have another treasure to defend myself against the enemy.

Then Yang Heng sat cross-legged on the ground again, and then took the fairy sword on his back.

After that, he pressed the fairy sword on top of Yan Chixia's small sword, and put it beside him.

Although the original little sword had exhausted its mana, it was still trembling non-stop.

But being pressed by this fairy sword, the little sword immediately became silent.

Yang Heng smiled slightly, this phenomenon has long been expected by him.

Besides, Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple was still concentrating at the beginning, controlling the flying sword, trying to kill Yang Heng.

But Feijian only made one attack, and then he felt as if Feijian was controlled by something. No matter how he cast his mana, the Feijian couldn't move.

In the end, he felt even more that a mountain was pressing on Feijian, making him completely lose control of this treasure.

Yan Chixia's face was livid and her whole body was trembling. She had already been hit by the other party's spell, but now she even lost contact with her treasure of self-defense and defeating the enemy. It seemed that she was doomed again today.

Just when Yan Chixia was in a state of unrest, another god-man in golden armor fell from the sky.

As soon as the golden armored man landed on the ground, he walked to Yan Chixia's door in a few steps, and then stood outside the door looking at Yan Chixia.

"Yan Chixia, now you are at the end of your rope. If you are sensible, hand over the cheat book and spare your life. Otherwise, sir, I can only spend more time to get your life first, and then use soul searching methods to deal with your spirit."

That Yan Chixia thought for a while, and finally sighed.

"Okay, get your pen and ink."

Seeing that Yan Chixia had compromised, the golden-armored godman showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

He only saw a few ghosts next to him with a thought, and immediately sent them to the Four Treasures of the Study.

"Yan Chixia, things are here, don't waste any more time."

Yan Chixia gave the golden-armored man outside the door a hard look, then took the pen and ink helplessly, and began to write the secret method in his door.

About half an hour later, Yan Chixia finally stopped writing, and then gently sent the few pieces of ink paper to the door.

"The secret technique is already here, are you satisfied now?"

The golden-armored godman took the papers, looked at them roughly, and then smiled slightly.

"Hero Yan, I'm afraid that half of these secret techniques will be lost, so please ask Hero Yan to write it again."

Yan Chixia was annoyed for a while after hearing this, the little Taoist priest opposite obviously didn't believe her.

"I, Yan Chixia, am upright and upright. You think I'm as vicious as a villain like you."

"What Yan Daxia said now is useless to me. If you are sensible, you should write it again, so as to save us from doing it."

Yan Chixia stared fiercely at the golden-armored god outside the door, and finally picked up the pen again helplessly and began to write.

After a while, I finally finished writing the secret technique again, and then I sent it out of the house again.