Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 366: The dispute between two generations

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The meaning of autumn fades away.

The climate of the demon land is much colder than that of the mountains and rivers. Counting the days, it should have been late autumn, but Li Fuyao had already caught up with several light snowfalls on his way towards Qingtian City.

After walking a little and a half, at twilight, he ushered in his first heavy snowfall in the demon land.

Snowflakes floated down like goose feathers, and soon Li Fuyao, who was unwilling to use sword energy to drive away snowflakes, was covered with snow on his shoulders.

As for the bath, there are snowflakes hanging all over the body.

One person and one donkey walked along the river bank, looking plain.

This time, Li Fuyao went to the Qingtian City, which was clearly not allowed to fight privately. He didn’t go fast. In fact, from Qingtianjun’s words, Li Fuyao knew something. One thing he could be sure of was that he hadn’t arrived. Before Qingtian City, Qinghuai would not be married to others.

As for what Qingtianjun arranged in Qingtian City, Li Fuyao didn't know, but he decided it was not easy.

It’s just that Li Fuyao wouldn’t believe that Lord Qingtian wanted him to go to Qingtian City just to calculate him. If he wants him to die, why bother so much? Lord Qingtian only needs one hand. , Li Fuyao died too much.

A great demon really has to make up his mind to kill a monk who is not in the sea, without the slightest difficulty.

The more this happened, the more worried Li Fuyao became. After the things in Luoyang City were over, for a long time, Li Fuyao felt that he should be able to live happily, whether he made up his mind to go. Seeing that girl, he still said he was going to see the mountains and rivers. There was no pressure at all. He didn't know that there was something on his shoulders until he saw Chao Qingqiu's sword in Beihai, and after seeing Qinghuai.

For the girl, or for the sword at the waist, he has to go forward, and it seems that he has to go faster.

In this way, it makes him a little tired. It's just that those emotions are destined not to be told to others, or even to be shown, and they can only be silently endured by themselves.

Feng Lu shook the snowflakes off her body, turned her head to look at Li Fuyao, and said with a bit of hatred for iron and steel, "I don’t know what you are worried about. The girl you like will have to follow the others. It’s not too slow. ."

Li Fuyao, who was carrying the sword box, didn't look down at Feng Lu, but his pace slowed down again.

Fun Lu shook his head and continued: "You're so **** clear, afraid of being an egg?"

Li Fu shook his head and looked at Feng Lu, thinking about whether to kick him. After thinking about it, he still didn't stretch his foot, and then said, "I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm not ready yet."

Fun Lu stared with big eyes, dismissively said: "You have to prepare everything before you do it, you can't do anything."

Li Fu shook his brows and frowned, "I was thinking that if you like a girl, you will like a girl. When the other person likes me too, when the day is ripe, he will marry her. She has to pass the level of her father first, but if it is an ordinary parent, it is fine, but her father is still a great demon, a monk of the sea, and a swordsman in the line of the sword immortal."

"It is true that you must become a sword fairy to marry that girl. You said that the swordsman in this world didn't want to become a sword fairy from the beginning of sword training, but so many swordsmen, just A sword fairy came out."

Feng Lu sneered and retorted, "Before I went to Ganhe Mountain, I also saw you and your stupid master, two swordsmen, plus Chao Qingqiu, and one sword came out of the three. Cents."

Li Fu shook his head and looked at Feng Lu, smiling bitterly: "If you count this way, wouldn't everyone have a chance to become a sword fairy?"

Fenglu said: "Doesn't it mean that everyone has the opportunity to become a sword fairy."

Li Fuyao was startled, and then he felt a little funny.

But thinking about it carefully, there is no problem with this sentence.

On the avenue of cultivation, who knows what will happen next? The monks who have not been favored by others will eventually become the saints of the sea, and those monks who have always been added by the blue eyes may not end up in the end. That part of the journey.

So as early as when Chen Sheng led Li Fuyao on the road, he said that cultivation is the only thing that matters to the individual, and that talent is second, and Li Fuyao also directly proved this sentence.

His talent is not the most brilliant among swordsmen, it's only mid-to-high, but along the way, the experience is much more than ordinary people, and the luck is not bad, just take the North Sea Sacred Pill. In terms of matter, Li Fuyao didn't even think about what holy pill he was looking for, but two holy pill finally arrived in his hand.

This kind of ordinary monk can meet but cannot ask for, can ask for but can not get something, it is extremely rare, but Li Fuyao has two of them so easily, if this is let others see, maybe they will be Pissed off.

Besides, Li Fuyao, who was able to polish himself with the air machine around the big demon's corpse, was considered the only treatment in the world. In the end, he could even enter the big demon's body, although he didn't. I can get the heart, but at any rate there is a leaf, that leaf, so Li Fuyao will be on the road afterwards, so I don't know how much trouble.

As for the 10,000-foot Imperial Sword Technique in the future, there is no need to say anything.

If you don’t have enough talent, you have to find something else to make up for this sentence, which is vividly reflected in Li Fuyao.

Feng Lu took a few steps forward, and then said with a serious face: "I owe you favors. If you are surrounded and beaten in Qingtian City, I will definitely help you."

Li Fuyao looked at Feng Lu several times, then smiled and asked, "How can I help? Just tell them your name?"

Feng Lu sneered and said: "If I bring out my name, this fight will not be able to fight."

Li Fuyao laughed, but in the end he didn't refute it.

At this moment, he no longer thought about the next thing in his heart.

After a few steps, Li Fuyao said casually: "I don't know if Mr. Chao has left Ganhe Mountain. Mr. Chao will be the one who started the prairie fire. The longer he wants to live, the more difficult it will be."

Fun Lu thought about the scene of Chao Fengchen riding on his back before, and felt a little bored. He shook his head and said nothing.

Li Fuyao didn't care, and continued to open his mouth and said, "After Mr. Chao leaves Gan Heshan, will the letter I gave him fall into the sea?"

As for what answer Chao Fengchen will give, Li Fuyao has been guessing, but he hasn't figured it out yet.

For his own body, he also found it very strange. The evolution of the spiritual palace was progressing very slowly, which made Li Fuyao a little tired.

He deliberately guided the sword qi in his body to swim through different meridians, tried different solutions, and finally failed to solve the matter.

The two of them chatted all the way, and it was getting late. Although Li Fuyao was still unable to restore his human form for a while, he was not afraid of the wind and snow, but there was no idea of ​​rushing in the wind and snow. The two left the river. By the side, the original intention was to spend a night in some dense forest, but he saw a stone house not far away.

There is a big gap between the monster land and the mountains and rivers, but every ethnic group has to build such a stone house in the clan for sacrifice, but the ethnic territory of the monster land is frequently changed. Who knows where it is today and where it will be tomorrow? After going back and forth, there were many abandoned stone houses, as did the stone houses outside the small town Li Fuyao met before.

It's just this stone house. Looking at it from a distance, there are still lights flickering inside.

The Feng Lu sniffed, and said boredly, "It's a human."

Is there any evil spirit? As long as the realm is not very high, Li Fuyao and Feng Lu can actually know.

Li Fuyao nodded and walked slowly towards the stone house.

Feng Lu absently followed behind him, thinking that as long as there is a place to sleep, it would be good.

The original door of the stone house has been abandoned, but the people who came and went may have built a wooden door.

When he came to the door, the wooden door was just concealed, and Li Fuyao opened the door and entered.

In the stone house, there are two men sitting around and warming the fire.

The two men who watched their age are both in black robes.

Seeing Li Fuyao standing at the door, one of the men immediately got up and said with a warm smile: "I'm also avoiding snow? If you don't hate him, let's go together."

Li Fushang nodded and smiled: "It's a cold day. It's not good to stay up late to hurry, so I wanted to take a break for a while."

The man who had been sitting held his hand and smiled: "Meeting is a fate, stay. Besides, it is rare to meet a mountain and river in this demon land."

Li Fuyao smiled, and wentssiping with him again, but didn't sit down immediately anyway.

On the contrary, it was Feng Lu. After sneaking in behind him, he found a corner and closed his eyes and crawled down.

For Feng Lu, the two men just looked at each other and didn't care about it anymore.

After Li Fuyao sat down beside the two men, he stretched out his hand to roast the fire, feeling the warmth.

One of the men took out a wine pouch from his side and smiled and asked, "The son is drinking?"

Li Fuyao declined to say: "When you go out, you don't drink any alcohol."

The man holding the wine pouch laughed loudly, then he raised his head and took a sip, then stopped persuading him.

On the contrary, another man with dead branches in the fire said with a smile: "If this sword practicer doesn't drink, wouldn't he feel less heroic?"

Li Fuyao turned his head and said in surprise: "Why did you say this?"

The man moved his body, revealing the saber beside him, then looked up at Li Fuyao, and said with a smile: "In Xia Qiusu, that one is called Sheng Yuan. He did not go out of the same school, but the two teachers did. They are brothers."

Li Fuyao was startled, but he didn't say any nonsense about his long admiration for his name.

Qiu Su looked at Li Fuyao and said frankly, "If you want to come, it is Li Fuyao, right?"

Li Fuyao raised his head, looked at these two, nodded and said: "It's right down."

Sheng Yuan smiled and said, "That's right."

Li Fuyao immediately smiled bitterly: "Since everyone is a swordsman and a mountain and river race, why do we have to live and die?"

Qiu Su whispered: "Master's order cannot be violated."

Sheng Yuan nodded immediately.

Li Fuyao sighed and stood up instantly.

The murderous intent in the stone house is undoubtedly revealed.

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The stone house is full of murderous intent, which makes Li Fuyao feel inexplicable.

He didn't think that someone wanted to kill him was inexplicable, but he was inexplicable that it was a swordsman who wanted to kill him.

In fact, after Qiu Su revealed the saber beside him, Li Fuyao felt the murderous intent, but if an ordinary monk showed murderous intent to him, Li Fuyao could still understand it, but these two men possessed sword aura. Exactly, he is obviously a swordsman, why do you treat him this way?

Qiu Su stood up and looked at Li Fuyao, who had clenched Qingsi, with an indifferent expression. He was not ready to explain anything, but Sheng Yuan had already got up and walked out of the stone house.

Fu Lu felt the sword energy in the house, then stood up a little unhappy, and followed out of the stone house.

This made Sheng Yuan a little surprised, but he didn't even think of slaying Feng Lu with a sword. After all, a stupid donkey, in his eyes, is actually nothing.

Qiu Su slapped the scabbard, and the black long sword instantly came out of its sheath and hung upside down next to him. Swims of sword energy slowly overflowed from the sword.

The swordsman can slash all injustices in the world by holding a sword in his hand. When one day it is no longer necessary to hold a sword in his hand, he can also kill enemies in the world with his sword.

After the so-called master of swordsmanship, everything in the world can be a sword, with the same attitude, but in fact, no matter what sword you hold, in fact, the momentum is much more than when there is no sword.

Especially in the same situation, holding the sword against the enemy and holding the sword against the enemy are not the same.

Since Li Fuyao has practiced swords, although he can also use swords, he almost never leaves his hands when facing enemies. It is not because of this that he wants to make his realm more powerful. He just holds the Qingsi, and Li Fuyao was always a little stranger to the latter compared with the sword-qi imperial use to make Qingsi against the enemy.

Even after the evolution of the spiritual palace, he could have a fake natal sword like Sword Nineteen in addition to Qingsi, but if it were not a last resort, he did not have the idea of ​​using the sword to kill the enemy.

On the one hand, it feels unsmooth psychologically, and on the other hand, this sword nineteen is his biggest killer move.

How can the final hole card be easily opened?

Fighting with the swordsman against the enemy, this is the second time for Li Fuyao.

Naturally, the analogy sword with Shishu Xie Lu was not counted in it before.

The first time I was fighting with Wan Chi, who was left with only the remnant soul, that is, because of that battle, Li Fuyao walked into Taiqing, but after entering Taiqing, he fell into a situation of lack.

As a result, the evolution of the spiritual mansion later appeared so slow.

Li Fuyao clenched Qingsi tightly, feeling the murderous intent, and asked with a smile: "Since you are going to kill me, why don't you two go together, or you are so sure that you can definitely kill me here?"

Qiu Su chuckled, not talking nonsense, but the sword flew through the air and pointed at Li Fuyao's face.

A sword energy the size of a wood between two people appeared in it.

When Li Fuyao lifted the sword, the sword air was already coming like an arrow from the string, and the sword air was rolling, so you should never take it lightly.

Li Fuyao didn't fight head-on, a sword's might, avoiding most of it, but this stone house was not so lucky. When he was stabbed by the sword, a wall exploded in an instant.

The rubble flew around, revealing a huge hole.

The power of this sword aura doesn't stop there. With the sword aura lingering, Li Fuyao obviously feels that his back is like a glow on his back, and it stings abnormally.

Qiu Su strode forward, and the long sword hanging upside down beside him also followed.

Li Fuyao tapped his toes lightly and swung his sword out, the blue sword light shining through the stone house.

The sharp blue silk sword cut through the air, as if it had cut something tangible, and Li Fuyao seemed to have a crack in front of his eyes.

There was a bang.

A stone wall was directly pierced by Li Fuyao's sword, and it became two halves. It was just different from the vision created by the previous sword qi. Li Fuyao's sword only cuts things off, not like that. Jian Qi is so overbearing.

It's just superior, still not very good.

Qiu Su smiled coldly, and the tip of the long sword on his side turned upside down and pointed at Li Fuyao. After a while, it swept out. The speed was so fast that Li Fuyao could only see a gray shadow.

Li Fuyao remained silent, Qingsi in his hand, waving in front of him, colliding with the long sword that was around him at high speed, and soon there was a sound of gold and stone.

There is even Mars.

Qiu Su smiled coldly and said: "Since practicing sword, you are the first monk who can last for so long under my hand. You deserve to be a swordsman."

Li Fuyao chuckled and stroked the body of the Qingsi sword with his fingers, only to speak slowly, "Swordsmen killing each other, it's really not a good situation."

Qiu Su shook his head, and the long sword flew back, hovering beside him.

He stood up straight, stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and whispered softly: "It's been a long time since he let go of his hands and feet."

Li Fuyao gave a cry, and said no more.

Since it is destined to fight for life and death, it is meaningless to think more.

The figure is floating, Li Fuyao takes the lead to sweep towards Qiusu.

After Qiu Su held the sword, the black sword aura instantly overflowed and swept towards Li Fuyao.

The two collided in the stone house a moment later.

A cyan sword aura and a jet black sword aura instantly intertwined, like two dragons fighting each other.

Entangled each other.

The entire stone house was directly destroyed by the sword energy of the two.

Qiu Su backed out and took a few steps, then plunged a sword into the snow to stop his figure, while Li Fuyao stood straight with his sword.

With the two swords facing each other this time, Li Fuyao slightly gained the upper hand.

Sheng Yuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, smiled and said: "The realm of Li Gongzi's kendo is really good, no wonder Master wants us to join hands."

This sentence is a sigh, but it is actually a reminder of Li Fuyao's current situation, and even more of an attempt to disturb Li Fuyao's mind.

Li Fu shook his head and shook off a head of white snow. Then he whispered: "According to the realm of that person, facing me alone, I am afraid it is not enough."

Sheng Yuan laughed loudly, "Young Master Li don't have to worry, as long as Senior Brother Qiu loses to Young Master, he will take action next time."

Li Fuyao sighed. In fact, he would rather have two shots at the same time than he would like to fight for his life alone, waiting for one person. He pressed the nineteenth sword at the bottom of the box. Eighty-nine could seriously hurt Qiusu, but if the biggest killer didn't bring a life, it would be considered a failure.

Li Fuyao would never do this kind of thing no matter what he thought.

The two Taiqing are still two swordsmen.

"Damn it."

Li Fuyao couldn't help cursing his mother in a low voice.

Only when he scolded his mother, Qiusu on the opposite side had already lifted his sword, and the tip of the sword was flying across the snow, and there was a slender arc.

Li Fuyao has no expression on his face.

He handed out a sword far away.

His swordsmanship is as good as Master Uncle Xie Luzhen's, no matter who it is, I am afraid he will praise him when he looks at it.

The exquisiteness of this sword is not the sharp sword aura brought by the passing of the sword, but the momentum of the sweeping back.

In the heavy snow at night, the dazzling degree of the cyan sword light is shocking.

Qiu Su saw the sword light, so he also held the sword to greet him.