Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 315: Deep weeping willow alley beside the street

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Li Fuyao couldn't get the slightest advantage in the face of the 10,000 feet in the Taiqingjing at the same time.

Now Wan Chi's realm cultivation base is obviously much stronger than before, just looking at it from the face, it is enough to explain a lot.

More arrogantly about the coercion that is always strong.

Li Fuyao's hand holding the sword didn't tremble, just a little helpless.

If the opponent is too clear, Li Fuyao can fight him life and death, but now the opponent is in this state, how can he fight?

Wan Chi tore off a piece of cloth from his robe, and then casually **** his long gray hair.

This static movement makes it so different.

Wan Chi smiled calmly: "Even if you want to delay time this time, there is nothing you can do. I have at least one stick of incense time."

Li Fuyao frowned and said: "This is not in line with common sense."

This is indeed not in line with common sense. A sword fairy who has been dead for six thousand years, even if it exists in this world because of a ray of remnant soul attached to the sword, if he absorbs the sword energy in this way, he will return to the sea, this world It's too unreasonable.

Seems to know Li Fuyao’s doubts, Wan Chi said indifferently: "You younger generation naturally didn’t know that I was famous for the number of imperial swords in the past. Other swordsmen from the sea, even if they could imperil thousands of swords. The hilt is just relying on cultivation. Only I can have so many natal swords. Every sword is connected to my heart, and every sword is like an arm."

"Wanzhang is the head of the sword, and the other swords are not far behind. I brought these swords to Liuxiang back then, guess he was also surprised?"

Li Fuyao said mercilessly: "No matter what Liu Jianxian does, the end result is that you are dead, and Liu Jianxian is still alive."

"Yes, I don't deny Liu Xiangqiang at all. Only by placing him in the highest position can I convince myself that being defeated by him is not a shameful thing." Wan Chi was not angry. On the contrary, he said very plainly: "Liu Xiang is the strongest swordsman in the world. According to your words, the current surname is not as good as him."

Li Fuyao looked at Wan Chi's eyes seriously, and said calmly: "I want to know how seniors can have so many natal swords."

To this day, Li Fuyao is still like a younger generation of kendo. In the face of life and death, he does not care about it, but is still thinking about consulting Wanchi kendo.

Everyone knows that a swordsman has a sword at his waist, so he can get it everywhere. Who would have thought that someone could have the same ten thousand feet, and one person could have so many natal swords. Doesn't this mean that swordsmanship can be stronger?

Think about the ten thousand feet confronting the enemy, with a sword in hand and various swords around him. What a horrible scene?

Wan Chi paused, and said: "No one can let me use so many swords against the enemy, so no one knows that I have so many natal swords, but even if I use so many swords to fight against Liu Xiang, I I still lost."

"Liuxiang is naturally the most brilliant swordsman in this world."

"Whether it is six thousand years ago or six thousand years later."

Today, Li Fuyao has heard Wan Chi praise Liu Xiang more than once, and it is no surprise.

It's just that Wan Chi has skipped the topic of why he can return to half a step.

Li Fuyao didn't speak, just looked at Wanchi.

Wan Chi smiled and said: "Want to know that I can have so many natal sword methods? You are not my apprentice, why should I tell you?"

Li Fuyao thought for a while, and suddenly asked seriously: "Why didn't seniors kill me?"

Yes, since Wan Chi turned back to his youthful appearance, I have been talking nonsense with Li Fuyao for a long time. Since time is limited, it is natural to make a quick decision. How could it be so procrastinated.

Wan Chi said indifferently: "I haven't seen outsiders for six thousand years, so what does it matter if I say a few more words."

Li Fuyao retorted seriously: "Senior killed me, took my body, and walked out of here, naturally I can see other people, no one will talk to you where I am worried."

When talking about taking my body, Li Fuyao didn't know why, but he thought of the brothel.

Wan Chi was silent for a moment and said: "Perhaps you are more interesting."

Li Fuyao said calmly: "Perhaps you can't kill me either."

The stories told in those years before Li Fuyao, it is natural that the villains have died of talking too much.

There is really no villain who has so many words, forced to talk non-stop.

When they talk so much, it is naturally because of other things.

For example, nowadays, Wan Chi may be afraid of something.

Hearing this sentence, Wan Chi looked at Li Fuyao with some appreciation in his eyes, but what he said next was still flat, "I now have some doubts that even if I get your body, I can deceive Liu Xiang. ."

Li Fuyao held Qingsi and thought for a while, "Don't you want to give it a try, senior?"

Wan Chi was a little puzzled, and asked: "Could it be that you want to die like this?"

Li Fuyao smiled weirdly.

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……

There was another long silence, until a sigh sounded in the distance.

"Of course you can't lie to me."

Outside the Shimen, the stone statue seemed to be alive, and a man with a sword eyebrow and a star came out of the stone statue and stretched his waist.

He has a sword at his waist.

His cyan robe is on his body, so heroic.

Wan Chi turned his head and looked at Liu Xiang, his face was flat, as if he had expected this result, but he still asked: "Liu Xiang, since there is a sword spirit, why hasn't he come out to see me for six thousand years? ?"

Liu Xiang smiled and said: "That's because you are too weak."

Wan Chi frowned, "Then how do you know that you are still my opponent now?"

Liu Xiang did not look at Wan Chi with his straight eyes, but put his hands behind his head, and said with a smile: "Because I am Liu Xiang, the unique Liu Xiang between heaven and earth."

This sentence does not seem to make much sense.

But he is Liu Xiang, which seems to make some sense.

Wan Chi nodded, "You are not Liu Xiang."

Liu Xiang said: "You are not ten thousand feet, a sword aura against a ray of remnant soul, who do you say can win?"

Wan Chi thought for a while, and whispered: "I don't know, but since you still have your sword aura, it doesn't make much sense for me not to go out today. Let's fight again."

Liu Xiang glanced at Li Fuyao and smiled calmly: "Although you are a terrible person, your sword is indeed the second most powerful I have ever seen."

The first one is naturally Liu Xiang himself.

"Okay, what's the point of pretending to be a god? You made the kid think that you are really half a step in the ocean, so you lose your mind and let you take advantage of the void. But in fact, he has never let go of his hands now. Sword."

Wan Chi glanced at Li Fuyao and smiled: "He is indeed a brilliant offspring. Except for his poor qualifications, the rest is good."

"Bai Zhihan's boy is not far behind."

Wan Chi waved his hand, "Come on, fight a fight, six thousand years later, you may not be able to beat me."