Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 314: A thousand feet six thousand years ago

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapters in the world!

There was a soft bang.

It's like someone calmly pierced a small blister with a sword.

The sound may not even be that loud.

But it's enough to make people hear clearly.

Li Fuyao, who was covered in blood, opened his eyes. The four meridians and eight veins were full of majestic sword qi wandering around his body. Occasionally, the sword qi leaked out of his body. The sword paused slightly.

The chirping of the Qingsi sword was higher than that for a while, making him look excited.

This Qingsi has hardly ever acted like this in previous enemies. This is not difficult to understand. The previous owner of Qingsi is Jian Embryo Bai Zhihan, who has reached the peak of the ascension stage. A swordsman, I don't know how many amazing swordsmen have been seen in his life. Li Fuyao was just a little swordsman in the blue silk realm before today, how could he be seen by Qingsi.

The sword has its own bones, or it can be approachable, or it can be overwhelming.

Qingsi undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

The old man stood in the distance and looked at Li Fuyao like this. The old man didn't have the slightest fear, but said with a chuckle: "How about entering Taiqing from Qingsi today? I'll beat you back again."

The voice fell, and the old man's figure disappeared in a flash.

As a sword fairy who was only weaker than Liu Xiang, the old man's judgment was rare in the world. Knowing that Li Fuyao was going to break the boundary, the old man had to carry his sword to stop him.

The swordsman breaks the realm, and the spiritual mansion is always the focus.

Thinking of the term Lingfu, the old man smiled and remembered that this term only appeared six thousand years ago. Earlier, it should be called Jianfu?

This is the essential difference between a swordsman and a monk of the three religions.

Put away your thoughts, the old man's sword, hit Huanglong.

With the cover of these dozens of swords, the old man wanted to smash Li Fuyao's spiritual palace with one sword.

There are murderous opportunities!

The sword handed out by the old man was just right in terms of timing, strength or angle.

In fact, Li Fuyao was the first person to study so many things when such a former sword fairy was out of the sword.

When you enter the ocean, you can naturally ignore all enemies in the world.

But now, Li Fuyao tells him, no!

A sword stabbed out, and Li Fuyao frowned, but soon the Qingsi sword moved down.

He stopped this extremely dangerous sword.

The old man did not hesitate, and he failed with one sword. The second sword slashed at Li Fuyao's head.

There was another sound of gold and stone intersecting.

Qingsi appeared where it should appear.

On the material, I really don’t know if the Qingsi sword is better than the ten thousand feet long, or the ten thousand feet long is better.

The material of ten thousand feet long is cold iron, what about the blue silk?

Li Fuyao didn't know.

Anyway, since the sword was lifted, no matter what happened to the Qingsi sword, it never left a trace on its body.

This time the two swords intersected, although the Qingsi Sword stopped, but the sharp sword aura still made Li Fuyao's neck a small **** mouth.

The sword is full of air.

I don't know if it is Li Fuyao's sword aura, or the sword aura of Wan Chi who was once a sword immortal.

Huh?

A muffled hum.

Qingsi was pressed down by a long stretch of feet and pressed down on Li Fuyao's shoulders, and the sharp blade quickly sank into the flesh.

The blood instantly stained the sword body.

Li Fuyao's face turned pale, and he had just broken the boundary. It was the moment when the old qi was exhausted and the new qi was not yet born.

This sword is so aggressive again.

There is this sword in front of him, and dozens of swords are staring at him beside him.

This is the Jedi.

Li Fuyao gritted his teeth and raised his sword.

Keep the Qingsi sword away from your shoulders.

But soon I saw the old man carrying the sword and swiping the Qingsi sword. It turned out that this sword was still a spiritual mansion.

Li Fuyao's face is pale, Qingsi has been unable to catch her back.

If this sword stabbed the spirit house, it would naturally die.

In a hurry, Li Fuyao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of a sword not far in front of him.

Although the palm of his hand was already dripping with blood in just a moment, he still grabbed the sword and stopped it.

The majesty of a sword with a thousand feet long, directly cut off the long sword Li Fuyao grabbed easily.

But this also bought precious time for Qingsi, and the next moment Qingsi appeared in front of Li Fuyao again.

Li Fuyao started to regret why he didn't bring Sword Nineteen out.

After stopping this sword, the sword energy in the Ling Mansion reunited like a river rushing forward. After a while, the sky full of sword energy burst out of Li Fuyao's body.

If the previous breakthrough was only a symbolic breakthrough, then the breakthrough at this time would symbolize that Li Fuyao has truly taken another step in kendo.

I don't know how noble kendo is, but I have to walk around step by step.

The old man has no expression on his face, "What about Taiqing?"

He raised his sword and pierced it out.

Li Fuyao took a few steps backwards, just to withdraw from the situation surrounded by dozens of swords.

After standing still, Li Fuyao looked at the old man and calmly said: "You are old."

The three plain words made the old man frown slightly.

Yes, until now, Li Fuyao didn't know that he was old.

Even if he has been dead for six thousand years, even for this, there is still a remnant soul attached to the sword.

This allows him to exist in this state long enough.

Yes, it can only be said to exist, but not to be alive.

The two remnant souls of sword immortals on Sword Mountain can survive for six thousand years, because there are swords on the whole mountain of Sword Mountain, and because of the accumulation of the foundation of Sword Mountain, they can exist for so long.

And what does Wan Chi have?

I am afraid there is nothing.

So even if you can live to the present, you will grow old and die.

It can be seen in his old face.

It's just that Li Fuyao had been tired of dealing with those swords before and didn't notice.

Till the next few swords.

He saw it.

His hands are shaking.

Shaking hands.

Which dying old man will not shake his hands?

It suddenly became very silent here.

It was so quiet that only Li Fuyao's breathing was slightly rapid.

After a long time, the old man looked down at his thin arms. When he was fighting against Liu Xiang, he was full of energy and he was in his prime of life. How could he ever think that he would be like this one day?

How can a person who can become a sword fairy be without his own pride?

The old man's voice still became stern, "It's Liu Xiang, if it's not Liu Xiang, why am I here? If it's not Liu Xiang, I will kill several big monsters in the following battle!"

Li Fu shook his head and said: "It's yourself."

It means that you are four words, but it has many meanings. You are old because of yourself, and you are in this field because of yourself. No one can be blamed from beginning to end.

The old man sneered coldly, "Even if it's me, what about?"

Li Fu shook his head and didn't say a word. He knew that even if some truths are true, some people will dismiss it when they say it. If so, why do they say it?

According to Uncle Liu Yibai's statement, that is the truth that the world cannot make sense, just use the sword to talk about it.

Let's talk about it with a sword.

Li Fuyao held the Qingsi sword tightly, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "If you are lucky enough to kill senior today, no matter what, it will be of great benefit to my kendo."

For the benefits of kendo, it does not necessarily require any sword scripture or experience. For example, Li Fuyao, if he can really kill ten thousand feet, it will greatly improve his confidence.

The man who killed the sword fairy?

Will you be more domineering?

The old man was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked: "I'm ready to rest?"

Li Fuyao didn't find it strange. Ever since he decided to speak, in fact, both sides knew that it was just a drag on time. Wan Chi is so old that he was trembling after a few swords before, so he naturally wanted to take a break. Li Fuyao Before breaking through, naturally it takes time to get familiar with this body.

The old man sighed, "Who would have thought that Wan Chi would one day care about like a junior in the Qingsi realm."

Li Fuyao seriously corrected and said: "No, it's Taiqingjing."

What does this have to do? It seems to be very relevant.

The voice fell, and Li Fuyao handed out Qingsi with a sword.

Now, like the old man, he is in a clear state, struggling with life and death, never known.

Furthermore, to argue that Li Fuyao still has a sacred pill is equivalent to one more life.

The sword was handed out, and Li Fuyao had the idea of ​​exchanging injuries for injuries.

The old man looked a little tired and raised his eyelids, but after a while, Li Fuyao felt something was wrong.

Suddenly dozens of sharp sword auras appeared here.

Respectively from those swords.

Sword energy began to rush into the old man's body frantically. From a distance, it seemed that dozens of swords were piercing the old man.

Li Fuyao's sword was abandoned halfway.

After countless sword qi madly poured into the old man's body, the old man's face began to gradually change. The original wrinkled face, wrinkles began to fade away, and his skinny arms began to become full again.

Except for the long gray hair that has not changed, everything else is changing.

Li Fuyao watched the old man change from an old man to a young man.

Maybe this is the sword fairy six thousand years ago.

Countless swords gathered, and dozens of swords fell all together.

Some broke on the spot and became a pile of scrap iron.

The robes that looked a bit wide before are now fitted.

Wan Chi looked down at his body, with unexplained emotions in his eyes.

Li Fuyao suddenly felt that a majestic coercion was born.

The Wanchi in front of me is not just a swordsman, but more like a sword.

He held the long handle with one hand, one hand behind him, and his expression was flat.

"Although I could not return to the sea for a short time, half a step is enough."

Wan Chi's young face just appeared in front of Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao clenched the blue silk tightly, his face turned pale, and blood was running down his arm.

Drops on the ground.

Shortly returned to Wan Chi in the sea?

This is short, how short is it?

Li Fuyao complained constantly, I'm afraid that even if he eats that sacred pill now, there is no way to do the same, right?

Wan Chi sighed softly: "It's been six thousand years."

Six thousand years of vicissitudes of life, six thousand years of world changes.

Wan Chi can only face these swords and the stone statues in Liu Xiang for six thousand years.

It's really boring.

Li Fuyao looked at Wan Chi, and Wan Chi looked at Li Fuyao.

Outside Shimen, someone looked at them.