The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Hearing this, the black-clothed man's complexion changed drastically, and he turned his head to look at a shadow in the northwest corner, and saw a gray-clothed masked man walked out of it slowly, glanced at the oil lamp on the square table, and chuckled:

"It turned out to be the forging **** fire. It is said that this fire falls in the hands of skilled craftsmen and can forge the best spirit weapons, but in the hands of Jianxiu, it can be used to temper flying swords. As a sword repairer, naturally you will not release it. I've passed this kind of treasure."

The voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, and it was obviously covered up, not using his own real voice.

"Where is your sacredness! Why do you hide it and dare not look at people with true colors?" The man in black asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, we are each other! But you don't know who I am, but I know your identity. Fellow Dugu Taoist, stealing the sacred fire is the real purpose for you to build the sword pavilion!"

After hearing this, the man in black narrowed his eyes and stood still without saying a word.

brush!

The two suddenly shot at the same time, and the two rays of gold and silver intersect instantly in the mid-air, and the sound of the sword rang!

Yinhua countercurrent, the golden light rolled back, and the two flying swords withdrew under one blow, and then stopped in front of the master again. There was a golden flying sword with a width of six inches, and a silver long sword surrounded by moonlight!

"You are also a sword repairer!"

The black-clothed man's complexion changed, and there was a solemn expression in his eyes.

"It seems that I've missed it. In the past few days to build the sword pavilion, I didn't realize that there are any fellows here."

When he said this, it was equivalent to tacitly acquiescing to his own identity. The man in gray chuckled after hearing this: "In the unknown generation, Daoist friend Dugu will naturally not pay attention. Today I want to have a round with Daoist Sword to confirm what he has in mind. I don’t know if I can learn?"

"I can do nothing!" Dugu Jiannan also smiled slightly, and raised his right hand: "Brother Wuming, please come in."

"Friend Dugu, be careful!"

The gray-clothed man pinched a sword tactic with his right hand, and the silver-white long sword trembled slightly, transforming into three in mid-air, and he actually separated three identical flying swords, attacking the Dugu sword southward from different angles.

Dugu Jiannan squinted his eyes and seemed a little surprised, but although he was not disturbed, he stretched out his hand towards the golden flying sword a little, the golden mansions on the flying sword prospered, and a storm of sharp blades was blown in front of him, defending front and back. Airtight.

However, something unexpected happened at the next moment. Those three silver flying swords were killed halfway, and suddenly they flew back, turning offense to defense, intercepting the route between the two.

At this time, the man in gray was already moving, and went straight to the light on the wooden table at an incredible speed!

"Dare the little thief!"

When Dugu Jiannan arrived, no one knew that this person's sword fighting was fake and the fire fighting was real! With a roar immediately, the Golden Flying Sword did not leave a single hand, struggling to cut it towards the back of the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man didn't look back, and he pinched the sword art in his right hand, counting backwards, and at the same time moving his left hand forward, he was about to grab the oil lamp.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Sandaoyue Bai Guanghua slashed diagonally in the room, and instantly fought a dozen swords with the Golden Flying Sword.

Seeing that Dugu Jiannan's Fei Jiannai couldn't help him, the gray-clothed man had already put one hand on the oil lamp, but a bright glow suddenly broke out in front of the square wooden table, and it shot at the gray-clothed man.

A powerful force came, and even if Dugu Jian was a few feet away from the south, he couldn't help but retreat three steps in a row, not to mention the man in gray who was the first to bear the brunt.

At this moment of crisis, a golden light burst out of the gray-clothed man's body, which dyed his whole body into pure gold, like a copper-skinned iron bone, and actually took the blow of the glow.

boom!

Dugu Jiannan's original sound insulation control in the room could no longer be stopped. A dull sound came from the attic. The two guards on the first floor of the attic looked back at the same time and shouted in unison:

"There are intruders!"

At this time, in the room, the man in gray was repelled by the glow in front of the square table for more than ten feet, and fell back to the ground involuntarily. Can only watch Dugu Jiannan leaping up and copying the oil lamp on the wooden table into his arms.

"Hey, brother Wuming, it's better to come early than to come by coincidence! I will accept this forging sacred fire!" Dugu Jiannan smiled, pinching the formula in his hand, and the smoke was rising under his feet, and the whole person was spinning on the wooden table. , And disappeared in an instant.

"Unexpectedly, there is one last restriction on this wooden table!" The man in gray smiled bitterly.

His ears moved slightly, and he heard that the guard below had reached the second floor and was approaching his level. Immediately without hesitation, he pinched the tactics with both hands to hide his breath to the extreme, almost exactly the same as a mortal.

Then he kicked his legs and jumped out of the window with a swish. Between several vertical jumps, it turned into a gray shadow and disappeared completely into the night.

.........

Hum!

There was a rapid knock on the door, but there was no response in the room.

The knocker seemed to be quite patient, and even though there was no response, he waited outside without giving up, knocking on the door one after another.

"coming!"

The wooden door was opened with a creak, revealing a tired face, and it was Liang Yan who lived here.

"If you don't rest in the middle of the night, is there an enemy?" Liang Yan stretched out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Not so, it's the pavilion master who has something to summon you all."

The man at the door was dressed in purple, with a sixth-level cultivation base, and looked like the steward here. At this moment, he was bending over and arching his back, and said apologetically: "I am very sorry to disturb the son Qingxiu, but the pavilion master has his life, and I will have to do it later."

"It's okay, what did your pavilion master say?" Liang Yan waved his hand and asked seemingly casually.

"This... the little one is only responsible for spreading the word, and it's not clear what the specifics are."

"Understood, you wait for me outside first, and go with you right away." Liang Yan said as he turned back to the room, and closed the wooden door with his backhand.

Returning to the room, Liang Yan took off his coat, revealing a strong gray-brown outfit. He was indeed the man in gray who had fought Dugu Jiannan in the ancestral hall before!

He made a miscalculation in the ancestral hall, and was snatched by Dugu Jiannan's Forging Heaven God Fire, which shocked the guardian on the first floor of the ancestral hall. Finally, he could only choose to escape at night.

Just when he returned to his residence, he saw someone knocking at the door. In desperation, he could only turn in from the back window, hurriedly put a piece of clothing he usually wore on his body, and went to open the door.

"Then Huang Potian summoned him at this time. Could it be that he saw the forge of the divine fire? This divine fire had just been seized, so he suspected it on my head?"

Liang Yan thought a lot, stretched out his hand to take off his clothes, and put on the clothes he usually wore.

"If I run away at this time, I will undoubtedly betray this black pot..."

"I didn't leave any footwork at the time, and Shenhuo is not with me now. Even if he has any secret techniques, he shouldn't be able to find it on my head."

Thinking about this, Liang Yan pushed the door and smiled at the purple-clothed monk outside:

"Lead the way ahead!"