Immortal Voices Chapter 319: War (1)

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Fu Yuhuang's voice spread far into the Shanhai Daochang, and the Daochang children immediately looked at each other.

Who is this Fu Yuhuang? They have never heard of it.

It's inexplicable that such a nameless **** came to fight the big elder to fight his life and death.

Fu Yuhuang's challenge instantly alarmed the experts who were still paying attention to the Shanhai Daochang. When they saw that the person was just an earth fairy monk, they didn't care.

"Who is your Excellency?" A serious voice sounded.

Fu Yuhuang looked sideways, and saw a man with long sleeves wearing water patterns standing not far away, and asked with an unhappy expression.

Of course, Lin Mao is not happy. The dojo has just gone through a major change, and the great elders have all turned to gray. At such a critical moment, this man named Fu Yuhuang came to challenge and asked for the name. It is the great elder.

Is it intentional or unintentional?

Lin Mao's expression fell deeply: "Why come to challenge?"

Fu Yuhuang upholds #事无不可对人言#, and said openly: "I am Fu Yuhuang, of course you must have never heard of my name, because this is the first time I have stepped into the rivers and lakes."

She smiled brilliantly, and the aura of the early days of the earth immortal exploded suddenly, without the slightest concealment.

She pointed her sword at the Shanhai Taoist Temple, her words and deeds were chic and natural, and she couldn't see the slightest hatred: "The Great Elder of the noble faction killed my senior brother Linfeng Sanren ten years ago. I will seek revenge."

Leaving people in the wind?

Many people were taken aback when they heard this name.

Linfeng Sanren hasn't appeared for many years. They thought that the man was in retreat, but they didn't expect to fall.

Lin Mao said with an awe-inspiring expression: "Does the girl have evidence?"

Fu Yuhuang, with a hint of romance and willfulness, said confidently: "It's not a yamen case, where is any evidence needed."

"You..."

Without waiting for Lin Mao to roar, Fu Yuhuang said readily: "Although I have no evidence, I can swear by kendo that if Linfeng Sanren was not killed by the noble elders, let my kendo be destroyed."

After a long time, Fu Yuhuang cut out with a sword, repelled Lin Mao, and smiled freely: "My sword is still there. It seems that God has approved my words."

With an unruly smile at the corner of her mouth, she casually said: "Should Shanhai Daochang give me an explanation now? Or--"

She said with a hint of publicity: "I contact my brother and old friend, and come together to ask for an explanation."

"Looking at the girl's face, she was only a teenager ten years ago, how can she know this clearly?" An old voice came.

Fu Yuhuang looked up and saw an old man with a benevolent eyebrow sitting on the cloud with a look of doubt and amazement.

The strong man who didn't care about this war without suspense, heard the old man's words, one by one in amazement cast his mind on Fu Yuhuang.

"The strong man in the twenties is even more outstanding than the talent of Tai Nv Ya."

"She is a pure sword repairer, this kind of cultivation must have extraordinary comprehension."

"Is it really the world of great controversy? All the arrogances have appeared."

"I can't calculate the secret of her body, is it because someone deliberately covered it?"

Fu Yuhuang is not clear about the exchange of spirits above the void. When asked by the old man, she was very bachelor and said: "Ten years ago, I was really only ten years old. I know that the noble elder killed Linfeng Sanren. It’s not clear, but through clues I suspected that I was on him."

Fu Yuhuang put the sword on the ground, put his hands on the hilt, and said lazily: "But my suspicion is correct, isn't it?"

The old man was silent for a moment, and since Fu Yuhuang just swore it, he knew that what Fu Yuhuang said was true.

But—"The little friend is late, the elder has fallen four days ago."

Fu Yuhuang said simply and neatly: "This is easy to handle. Let the younger generations of your dojo fight with me. If you win this matter, it will be fine. If you lose, give me an explanation."

The old man's eyelids jumped, and it was another one to explain. It was still the trouble caused by the great elder. That guy was really uneasy after he died.

Seeing that the old man was slow to speak, Fu Yuhuang's face sank, and all his free will and self-confidence disappeared, but the cold and hard-line belonging to the sword repairman: "I have given you enough to win. If you want me to do this, you can just go straight. The predecessors pushed three blocks and four blocks. Is it possible that my brother’s life is worthless in your eyes?"

Obviously, she is a brother she unilaterally recognizes. He has never seen him face to face, and is so angry that she can say so.

At this time, the old man seemed to have received some news, and immediately responded: "I should be in the dojo for this matter. Only one battle?"

"Only one battle!" Fu Yuhuang said loudly and powerfully.

The voice fell, and her eyes fell on the young man who walked out slowly.

The young man has deep clothes and draped hair, with an excellent appearance, without hurries or slowness, with a proud and confident temperament overflowing.

He held a sword ceremony at Fu Yuhuang, and said sincerely: "In Xia Gu Youran, come to ask for advice."

Fu Yuhuang looked at the young man up and down, raised his eyebrows, smiled, and had a sense of freedom: "The 137th in the list, the second-tier middle-ranked earth and immortal, and the young man at ease."

Gu Youran smiled slightly and acquiesced.

Although he is not the strongest among the younger generation in the dojo, he is more than two realms stronger than Fu Yuhuang's cultivation base.

If you send a big brother directly, I'm afraid you won't be able to win.

After Fu Yuhuang returned a bow, the two fought directly, without a word of nonsense.

Gu Youran fought for the sect behind him, and Fu Yuhuang was to gain fame, attract everyone's attention, and take revenge for Linfeng Sanren.

Qinghai County, the county guard house.

Rong Xian, who was leaning on the soft collapse and reading the medical book, had a pause: "It's fighting."

The first battle of debut, it's time to deal with it wholeheartedly.

She raised her hand and the door closed immediately.

She put the medical book aside and lay on the soft, closed eyes seemed to be asleep.

Rong Xian put all his mind on the incarnation side, and the body was a little ignorant.

Well, I'm not very skilled with one mind and two applications.

Outside the Shanhai Dao, Gu Youran’s moves are just like his name, leisurely like wind, and graceful like jade.

He slammed his hands down, and the turbulent waves came on his head, seeming to sink even the faintly flashing mountains.

But such a dangerous move at this time actually gives people a beautiful mood, like a lifelike picture scroll.

But if you ignore the crisis, you will not be far away from death.

Fu Yuhuang's clear eyes flashed with sword energy, and the long sword in his hand sounded crisply.

Jianfeng seems to be too small for Shanghai Wave.

But the sword energy is horizontal and horizontal, like the moonlight, with a little bit of coldness.

The sword light flashed across the sky, as beautiful as a rainbow bridge, but with the brilliance of the sky, it was full of endless momentum and enveloped everything.

The waves of destruction swept over, and Fu Yuhuang's sword swept around, like nets caught the waves.

She smiled, holding a sword as if she was about to pierce the waves, and she ignored the danger.

Gu Youran's expression changed slightly. He sensed that Fu Yuhuang was firmly guarded by a powerful French net, and he couldn't make a breakthrough.

When he recovered, Fu Yuhuang's sword had already pierced his eyes.