Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 309: Fanxing and Haoyue

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When I opened my eyes again, what caught Li Fuyao's eyes was a dry stone cave.

The darkness was so full that Li Fuyao, a swordsman in the Blue Silk Realm, could only see the sight of about ten feet in front of him.

Li Fuyao reached out and picked up a piece of white wooden stick beside him, and smeared it with the tung oil he had carried before. It was only visible after lighting. Where is the piece of white wooden stick in his hand, it is a piece of white bone. Beside Li Fuyao, there was a white bone. The part in Li Fuyao's hand seemed to be his thigh bone.

Li Fuyao didn't rush to look at the surrounding environment, but squatted down and looked intently at the bone with a long sword with a sheath.

There are a few words not far from the long sword, and I feel vigorous and powerful when I look at it, but it is hard to conceal my grief and anger, "I don't know how noble the sword is, I hate that I stopped here!"

Frustration and grief can be seen in the sentence.

Li Fuyao thought this must be a kendo senior, but why did he die here?

After reading this line and thinking about using a sword to carve a sentence, Li Fuyao had to reach out for the sheathed long sword, but he stretched out his hand. Before he touched the sword, he felt a chill erodes his palm.

Li Fuyao frowned and retracted his hand, thinking that even the original Xiaoxue didn't have to be like this. What made this sword?

The monks of the Three Sects also have many requirements for their natal magic tools. Whether they are pen, ink, paper, inkstone, or anything else, they must be connected with their own minds. Although the swordsman uses swords in his veins. , But it also depends on whether it fits your mind.

There are so many swords in the world, there are so many kendos, and the kendos of natural people are different. In this case, some people like cold and others like hot, so when making swords, swords that are more suitable for oneself need special The material is.

Li Fuyao once heard that there is cold iron overseas, and he used this to make a sword. In the hot summer, a layer of frost can form on the sword body.

I want to come to this sword on this white bone.

Li Fuyao forced out the cold air in his palm with sword energy, gave up the idea of ​​picking up the sword, stood up, took the bone in his hand, thought for a while, and picked up another piece of bone and left it behind. Waist.

Using bones as a torch, Li Fuyao looked behind him with the help of the firelight. He could only see a stone wall, which was smooth and smooth.

This place should still be at the bottom of the river, but it should be a stone cave separated out.

Li Fuyao drew out the blue silk from his waist and handed it out, leaving only a string of sparks on the stone wall. Other than that, he couldn't even leave a trace of the sword.

The Green Silk Sword was originally not a mortal thing. He was also a swordsman in the Blue Silk Realm. When the two were added together, he couldn't even leave a sword mark. Li Fuyao somewhat understood why the kendo senior died here. Up.

Adjusted his mentality, retracted the sword and scabbed it, Li Fuyao walked to the side of the cave, and the fire light could let him see the mottled sword marks on the stone wall.

Li Fuyao frowned, drew his sword and tried to hand it out.

Same as the previous stone wall, there is still a bunch of sparks, but nothing else is left.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, this swordsman who can leave sword marks on it, I'm afraid it will also be in the Chaodu realm, right?

Li Fu shook his head and glanced at the white bones at his waist, and whispered: "Senior, don't blame it."

Along this not-so-wide road, Li Fuyao walked slowly, for fear that there are still institutions in this cave. If so, he might not die so easily.

A thousand arrows pierced the heart, or was it that the bones were chopped off by a group of axes?

Li Fuyao took the cut bone from his waist and slowly leaned it toward the ground, not knowing how cautious he was.

After walking a short distance, Li Fuyao saw a few large characters on the wall that looked like a silver hook and iron painting, "My swordsman, a sword is ninety thousand li!"

The sword intent is still there!

Li Fuyao glanced at it, and found that his eyes were tingling, and he had to look away.

The things left by the predecessors vary in strength over time. It also depends on whether the predecessors thought of hurting others. For example, the line Li Fuyao saw in Chen Guo’s Wanbao Pavilion before, although He still has an extraordinary momentum, but the Mr. Wang Fugui who left the handwriting does not have too much malice, so he has no intention of hurting others.

The owner of these words didn't want to come and wanted to hurt people, but the sword energy was too strong. After the pen, the sword energy overflowed and stayed for a long time.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly. Before, he felt that he should be a swordsman in the Chaomu Realm if he could leave a sword mark in the cave. But now, when I look at these words, I feel that this should be the Spring and Autumn Realm. It has such power.

Standing here for a while, Li Fuyao really felt that if the senior was still alive, he should be a swordsman who was unbelievable and unbelievable.

So I felt a little guilty even more.

Sighed and continued to move forward.

At the end of the road, there is a stone ladder.

Li Fuyao walked down the stone ladder and went around, not knowing how long he had been walking.

The front suddenly opens up.

It is no longer a dark and lacquered scene, but there is a faint light.

Li Fuyao extinguished the bones, then moved forward slowly, resting his hands on the blue silk, waiting for the sword to be released.

There is a pill in his mouth.

His possessions, except for the sword nineteen and the sword box, the rest are on him.

Li Fuyao suddenly remembered that he had the big red lantern of his ancestor Xu Ji Matsushita?

I am really confused.

Li Fuyao walked forward and looked up to see that the front was flat and spacious, and there was a simple stone gate at the front.

There is a stone statue in front of Shimen, the man with fluttering clothes, a long sword hanging from his waist, one hand holding the sword, the other hand behind his back, when he walked closer, the corner of his mouth seemed to be somewhat Smile.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, looking ahead, watching the mountains and rivers!

Li Fuyao moved his gaze to Shimen, where there was a line on each side of Shimen.

"The sword fairy in the world is like stars."

"Only I am Haoyue!"

If you say that the line before the bones that I first saw was a sigh of lofty swordsmanship and that I could not go too far, then the line after that was about self-confidence, then here are these two lines. words.

The expression is unabashedly conceited!

How high is a person's kendo cultivation base to say such a thing?

Now, Chao Qingqiu, the only sword fairy among the mountains and rivers, can't say such a thing.

It's not because Chao Qingqiu's swordsmanship is not high, but because there is no one beside him. Standing in the sea, is it possible that he would lower his head and say such a thing to the other swordsmen?

But this one, is this not the Sword Fairy in the world?

Li Fuyao felt his scalp numb for a while, his eyes continued to move down, and he saw the words again not far away.

In just an instant, Li Fuyao was in a daze.

This is Li Fuyao. Not only did he see Chao Qingqiu making a sword, he was fortunate to have stood shoulder to shoulder with Qing Tianjun.

Xu Ji, the ancestor of Jianshan, took good care of him.

If it is the other swordsman, I am afraid that when I see these two words, I will cry on the spot.

Because these two words are Liu Xiang.