Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 211: What is a swordsman?
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The doorman in the distance stretched out his hand to straighten out some messy hair, and then reached out to brush the guqin in front of him, and then he was stained with blood on his hand. He looked at the red palm of his hand and put it in front of his nose to sniff After sniffing, he smiled and said, "Your swordsman's blood doesn't smell too bad, why is your temper so bad?"
Li Fuyao, who had wiped off the blood on his face, rolled his sleeve to cover all the blood-stained areas. He ignored the concierge in front of him, but shouted in the distance: "You do it. What, go back!"
Li Wenjing, who was jogging all the way, suddenly heard this roar. It turned out that the soles of his feet slipped and fell into the wind and snow. However, after a while, he got up and continued to run towards this side.
The concierge didn't turn his head, just waved his hand at random, and a majestic aura suddenly emerged. Li Wenjing flew out and fell into the snow. After a while, there was no sign of getting up.
Li Fuyao held Qingsi tightly and stared at the concierge in front of him.
A strong murderous intent is born in the alley.
This is the first time since the beginning of this life-and-death battle, Li Fuyao wanted to kill a person so much, even unwilling to hide half of it.
The wind and snow masterpiece behind Li Fuyao is not only chilly, but now it is even more powerful. Sword intent is permeating the entire alley.
The arm that was trembling slightly before now is firmly holding the handle of the blue silk. Li Fushao's long hair swings in the wind. This swordsman who has been practicing for three years stepped out with a handle behind him. Snow sword shot out.
He is still fifteen steps from the gatehouse, and that is fifteen snow swords.
One sword after another.
After the porter began to sit on the guqin, plucking the strings, a snow sword must be shattered every time. After fifteen times, three of the strings were broken, and even the porter’s fingers showed deep bones. Wounds.
Even as a monk in the Taiqing Realm, he could not understate the fifteen swords of Li Fuyao.
After fifteen swords, the pale-faced Li Fuyao had already arrived in front of the concierge, and there was not much energy left in the concierge's spiritual house.
The two looked at each other and didn't speak, Li Fuyao raised his sword, and the doorman was using his hand to pinch the technique, letting Guqin go out of the sky.
Li Fuyao's sword fell on the guqin, and then the guqin became brilliant.
Li Fuyao was knocked into the air by a majestic air machine, and the distance between the two of them had returned to the current fifteen steps from the first fifteen steps.
Li Fuyao stood in the alley, looking at the distant scene, his eyes were a little fuzzy.
In just a moment, Li Fuyao shook his head and looked at the sword in his hand with his eyes wide open.
This one hasn't been finished yet, so what's the excitement of looking around?
At this stage, the injury suffered by the concierge of the Taiqing realm is actually not much lighter than that of Li Fuyao. In his meridians, there is a sword energy that has not been dissipated until now. Is wantonly destroying his meridians. From the start of this war to the present, he has made two mistakes. Both mistakes cost him a very heavy price. The first price was Li Fuyao's sword stroke through his abdomen, which made him very strong at the beginning. With some discount, if the first time he hadn't seen a swordsman take action, he was careless, then the second time was really because he was a little relaxed when he saw Li Fuyao's strong crossbow, and Li Fuyao ended up being a bit relieved. The sword pierced the scabbed wound with great difficulty, and successfully sent a sharp sword qi into the meridian, causing him to suffer from the wisp of sword qi now.
On the other hand, Li Fuyao, every time he used his sword from beginning to end, even if he was considered a faint move at the time, he could still make him pay a heavy price in the future. Those wounds, one or two, seemed to be impossible. Let a monk of the Taiqing realm fall like this, but if there are hundreds of ways, it is really inaccurate.
What's more, the more he got behind, the more jealous he was at the sword aura swordsman in front of him, otherwise he wouldn't wave his hand to knock Li Wenjing directly into the air, in order to disturb Li Fuyao's state of mind.
According to the news from Xuegong, Li Fuyao was sent to Zhou by Luoyang City. He came back this time just for revenge. Maybe he didn’t care much about his parents, but now, it’s not necessarily true. .
If this is the case, what is the reason for the previous fifteen swords?
What's the reason that the man burst into tears before?
The monks in the mountains pay attention to peace of mind, especially their Confucian monks. The emotional fluctuations have no profound influence on the monks, but after all, he is not a swordsman, nor is Li Fuyao. Now it is natural that he is not sure about Li. What will Fuyao do.
It's just that after Li Fuyao, who was knocked into the air, raised his sword again, the concierge's brows were already frowning extremely.
Half comes from the sword energy in the meridians, and half comes from Li Fuyao.
After all, they all come from Li Fuyao.
So when Li Fuyao stepped over those fifteen steps and came to him again, the concierge really panicked.
At this time, the sword energy in the meridians went directly outside of his spiritual palace, and he never attacked the spiritual palace, which was vital to the monk, just as if a person was guarding the pass. Next, put on a posture of being a man and a man.
The sword aura stopped the blasting air machine in the spirit palace.
It's just a moment.
But within this moment, the concierge really looked like an ordinary person.
So when Li Fuyao handed out the sword, he couldn't dodge it.
The tip of the sword pressed against the heart of the porter, and under his horrified gaze, the blue silk that had killed countless monsters pierced his chest bit by bit.
Sword through the heart!
Li Fuyao is almost collapsed at this moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "I just want to tell you, even if he is sorry for me, you can't do it!"
The sword pierced the gatehouse.
This monk from Taiqingjing still has an unbelievable look on his face.
Li Fuyao drew out the blue silk, stabbed another sword, and so on, until he was completely cut off from life.
After he was completely weakened and collapsed, Li Fuyao vomited a big mouthful of blood.
With a quick wipe, Li Fuyao walked towards Li Wenjing in the distance.
The man didn't cut off his vitality.
When he came to him, Li Fuyao sat down feebly, took out a pill from his arms, stuffed it into Li Wenjing's mouth, and then took one himself.
He just looked at the man in front of him.
Li Wenjing said guiltily, "I'm sorry."
Li Fuyao looked at this man and asked softly, "Do you know this is to kill him? If I can't kill him, he will kill you. Don't regret it, don't care about his wife and daughter, just to let me Cry for a while?"
Li Wenjing said with difficulty: "I was wrong back then, I don't want to make mistakes again and again."
Li Fuyao smiled and said.
Li Wenjing continued to ask: "Want to go? I will accompany you."
Li Fu shook his head, "It had nothing to do with you at all. I chose to do this by myself."
Li Wenjing just shook his head.
On the tall building over there, the middle-aged man and Cheng Yusheng saw this scene, and their expressions were very complicated. Cheng Yusheng looked at the alley and whispered: "It's over, will there be a school? People want to come out?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said with emotion, "Luoyang City is such a mess. Who knows what will happen next? It’s hard to say whether the academy will have any extra arrangements, but the boy’s luck should not be so. It’s not that good. I walked out of one dead end and then went into another dead end. Then it seems that this boy’s luck is really unlucky to get home."
Cheng Yusheng said sternly: "If it is not over yet, Cheng Yusheng must draw a knife to help him."
After saying this, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and added, "Even if you have to stop me."
In fact, long before the two climbed up to this tall building, Cheng Yusheng had made up his mind to help Li Fuyao, but he only met this middle-aged man who came out of the Tai Fu mansion. , So that he had to watch from the sidelines.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, smiled and said, "No matter what you think, if someone makes another move, you still have to be stopped by me. I must stop you."
Cheng Yu was silent, turned around and went downstairs.
The middle-aged man asked behind him, "Where are you going?"
Cheng Yusheng said grimly: "Go to Miss Ye."
The middle-aged man laughed loudly behind him. As for what Cheng Yu said in the end, naturally no one knew.
In the alley, Li Fuyao picked up Li Wenjing on his back and quietly pushed open the door of Dazaifu.