Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 209: The alley is full of snow and wind
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The alley is full of snow and wind.
After walking through the sword tunnel, he took another sword and broke open the lower abdomen of the gatehouse. After a wound with deep bones appeared, even though the gatehouse used the vigorous energy to force the sword in the wound. Qi forced out, not letting sword aura invade the meridians, but no matter how you look at it, a Confucian monk from the Taiqing realm took the sword with a sword, and it was absolutely shocking to say it.
The strength of the mountain and river swordsman has not been personally experienced by the monk of the Academy for many years.
The concierge swept back without hesitation, unwilling to approach Li Fuyao.
How sharp Li Fuyao's sword aura is, this sword is proof.
Holding Qingsi, he was in this snowy alley and looked up at Dazaifu not far in front. Li Fuyao didn't have a sword in his hand, just squeezed the corner of his clothes.
After a while, a sword light suddenly appeared!
The wind and snow in the entire alley didn’t know why, but suddenly there was a meal, and then a lot of it was rolled up in front of the gatehouse. The wind and snow in the sky turned into a snow-white python that was several feet long after only a moment. The python opened its blood basin and its mouth was not as smelly as ordinary snakes. Instead, its mouth was full of cold air. Li Fu shook his head and looked at the snow-white python. Through the wind and snow, he could still see the giant. The concierge behind the python kept making seals with his hands to drive the python.
There are so many techniques for the monks of the Three Religions, which is not too difficult to understand. Originally, the Three Religions have been inherited. Coupled with the passage of so many years, countless heroes and heroes have explored and explored and created a few Door magic is also an extremely normal thing. It is like that of the Shenxian Mountain Viewing Master with one hand, a bright moon and a long river. It originally did not belong to any sage left behind, so even if you can see this snow-white python After being shocked, Li Fuyao didn't think about it too much, just shook hands tightly.
The swordsman has a sword in his hand, that's enough.
After the Snow White Python opened its mouth, it spit out a lot of ice awls, and each of them was aimed at Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao frowned, and while holding his sword to resist, he was thinking about how to get over the snow-white giant python transformed by the wind and snow, and put the blue silk on his hand on the neck of the doorman.
In the city of Luoyang, it is not easy to kill people under the eyes of those big men. What's more, he is going to kill a monk in the Academy, a monk in the Taiqing realm who is serious enough for Luoyang City to take seriously. As long as there is no obstruction by the Ministry of Justice in front of him, it is considered a good thing, let alone hope that there will be someone behind him.
Li Fuyao took a deep breath, and before the snow-white giant python spit out the ice awl, he swept forward with his toes lightly on the ground, and then he swept into the air, facing the giant giant python's head. It was cut out with one sword.
In an instant, the sword energy fell on the giant python’s head, and the snow-white scales flew. Li Fu pierced the giant python’s head with the tip of his sword, but he couldn’t get deep enough. He was quickly ejected by a powerful machine. Qingsi almost let go, Li Fuyao's right arm holding the sword soared, gritted his teeth and waved the handle of Qingsi forward.
At this moment, Li Fuyao's sword spirit is pure and full of sword energy.
The swordsman is a Jedi one foot in front of him. Although Li Fuyao is not standing in front of the concierge, there is always a giant python.
So after the second sword was swung, the head of the giant python was stabbed almost half the length of the sword by Li Fuyao with a sword. The head of the giant python twisted frantically, and the blood basin opened wide, looking terrified. people!
Li Fuyao jumped onto the snow-white giant python's head, drew out the blue silk, and slashed his sword towards the giant python's head without hesitation.
This time, a sword cut off the python's head.
The snow-white python immediately dissipated and turned into a blizzard.
Li Fuyao didn't stop for a while, taking advantage of the wind and snow blocking his vision, his figure swept straight towards the gatehouse in the distance.
The sword air flow in the spirit palace has disappeared a lot. If you don't kill the monk of the too clear realm as soon as possible, I am afraid that you will really die in this place later.
From the beginning to the end, Li Fuyao didn't have the confidence that he would surely let the monk of the too clear realm die under his sword.
If the realm of the two is to be calculated from the Three Religions side, the difference between them will be two.
Before he made a great contribution with a sword, it was just to bully the concierge to underestimate the enemy and never saw a swordsman use his sword.
When Li Fuyao swept away with a sword, the concierge didn’t even dodge, but stood in the wind and snow, with one arm holding the sleeve of the other. This monk in the clear realm, like It is like a farmer who wants to work in the fields, making the final preparations.
Li Fuyao's heart suddenly tightened, and the feeling was like when he was practicing swords with his uncle Xie Lu before at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, Xie Lu made a sword. He didn't see it, but he really wanted to go. The way he went to the most important point.
Li Fuyao turned his head suddenly. I don’t know when a small white snake appeared beside him. He was about to bite his thigh with a mouthful. The blue silk in his hand turned back and the snake head was cut off. Li Fuyao stared at the doorman in the distance. , His eyes are cold.
The concierge, who had already rolled up his sleeves, did not take advantage of Li Fuyao’s consumption of sword energy in the Spirit Mansion to violently kill people. Instead, he looked at Li Fuyao, squinted and said with a smile: "I can walk out of the wind and snow. It's not easy. I really don't want to torture and kill a young genius like you."
Li Fuyao didn't say a word, just holding the sword in his hand and stepping out in one step, it was a sword.
The concierge, who had rolled up his sleeves, smiled slightly and stretched out a hand with a dazzling white light.
Suddenly, there was a vigorous vitality, and in a moment, it was like an invisible wall of air across before Li Fuyao, Li Fuyao handed out the sword, did not continue to advance, suspended in the air, unexpectedly Li Fuyao's face changed slightly as if he was firmly grasped, and couldn't be pulled back again.
Following the Snow White Python, this is Li Fuyao's means to see the concierge again.
The monks in the Taiqing region have a well-deserved reputation.
Li Fuyao looked at the concierge in front of him, and the sword energy in the Ling Palace instantly poured out from the meridians, like a river entering the sea, rushing for thousands of miles, all on the sword.
The blue silk sword emits bright glaucoma. At the same time as the light vibrates, there seems to be a sound of something being torn between the sky and the earth. The face of the concierge changes drastically. The air in the sleeves is filled with energy, and there is a guqin behind him. Dharma manifestation.
To this day, the concierge finally took out his natal magic weapon.
Li Fuyao didn't look at the guqin, but after tearing through the wall of qi, the sword qi rushed into the sky and pointed directly at the doorman's heart.
The battle in the alley has only reached the exciting point now.
In a tall building in the distance, the middle-aged man who walked out of the Taifu’s mansion and another young man with a knife around his waist stood in a place with a wide enough view, looking at the alley. That battle.
When the snow-white giant python took shape, the young man with the sword put his hand on the hilt once, this time when Li Fuyao's sword was hanging in the air, he touched the hilt again.
The middle-aged man looked at this scene and sighed: "Cheng Yusheng, do you know why the knife at your waist is called Luoshui?"
Cheng Yusheng's face was flat, "The moat outside Luoyang City is called Luoshui. Since this knife is called Luoshui, it is nothing more than to ask Cheng Yusheng to learn from Luoshui to guard Luoyang City. It's just that he counts me as half of it that night. Savior, I am ashamed of my heart if I don’t act."
The middle-aged man laughed, "Cheng Yusheng, when you say this, even I find it strange. It's obviously that you have to get involved. You are trying to save the Taoist Ye Shengge, so is he. How can you say it? Half your lifesaver?"
Cheng Yusheng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
The middle-aged man pointed to the alley and said with emotion: "This is the game under the palace cloth. What can you do as a cultivator of the blue silk realm? It's not good to say that if you are now in the war , I'm afraid that he died earlier than him. In Luoyang City, he is nothing more than Mr. Changgu from the Star Picking Tower and Ye Shengge, the Taoist species, who are his backing. Today neither of these two can come, he is almost half dead. It’s just that although this game was set by the Academy, it was indeed the young man who walked in willingly. He wanted to kill, but he didn’t know that he also wanted to kill him. Actually speaking, Luoyang City wanted to save him the most. It’s not you, nor the Taifu, but the emperor’s Majesty."
Cheng Yusheng pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and asked in doubt: "Since your Majesty wants to save him, why can't I take it?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Your Majesty has just a few hole cards in his hand. Wang Yanqing counts half of them, Mr. Changgu counts one, Taifu counts one, and two veterans of the Criminal Ministry. I don’t have the qualifications for the hole cards. I rushed to make a move. There is no other use except to break the delicate situation."
"After all, you, Grandpa Cheng, are still too weak."
The middle-aged man looked at the alley with a little carelessness.
Cheng Yusheng loosened the hilt of the knife, and looked a little lonely.
The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder, "Your time is not now, let it go, stay for a few more years, Luoyang city will depend on you."
Cheng Yusheng laughed suddenly, "I don't think he will die."
The middle-aged man asked in astonishment: "Why?"
Cheng Yusheng laughed, "A young man with a girl he likes in his heart, how could he just die like this if he didn't see that girl?"
The middle-aged man who has read too many sage books stunned: "What a ghost reason."
Cheng Yusheng stopped talking nonsense, just looked at the alley, thinking about when Miss Ye appeared in the alley, when he would pull out his sword, what Luoshui, what guarding Luoyang City, and Compared with Miss Ye, it is not worth mentioning!
At this moment, in that alley now, that guqin has been played.
A breathtaking voice sounded, clear and clear like a nine-day phoenix.
Li Fuyao was excited.
His eyes are red, looking at the guqin.
Faced with the endless spells of the Three Sect monks, the swordsman also broke them with one sword. There was only one sword, and one sword was enough.
Li Fuyao ignored the sound of the piano that was enough to kill people, and his figure still swept forward, but in this moment, he suddenly thought of a few words.
The guest died in a foreign land.