Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 429: Although the world is big, I only have one sword (four)

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When Mr. Shui Jing met Li Changgu, another young man appeared in Baiyu Town.

The monks in the world can maintain their appearance when they reach a certain level. Of course, if they set foot in their twilight years, most monks will be reluctant to use the air machine to maintain their appearance.

So most of the monks who can have young looks are at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Most of the monks who climbed the stairs have lived for hundreds of years. Regardless of their appearance, most of the vicissitudes of life in their eyes cannot be hidden.

But this one has clear eyes.

There is only life inside.

When the monk who climbed upstairs, dressed in a blue robe and holding a folding fan, appeared on the street.

In fact, many people can't imagine that such a Young Master Pian Pian turned out to be a monk who climbed upstairs.

Yan Yu stood by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, standing with Chanzi.

After taking a look at the young scholar, Chan Zi exclaimed: "Your teachers have come out in large numbers. This senior should be a scholar of jade face, right?"

Yanyu was a little surprised. He looked at Zenzi and asked with a smile: "Why is Zenzi so knowledgeable?"

Zhanzi looked at the man in the distance and said, "This should have happened two hundred years ago. No one in the world has seen this senior for two hundred years, and he still appeared in front of us today. "

Yanyu nodded, "Even most people in the academy can't remember this senior."

Zhanzi sighed: "There is no reason to be immortal, why is it so?"

Yan Yu thought for a while, and then said: "It was originally an endless situation."

In the mountains and rivers, the Three Sects and the swordsman are in the same line. Whether they can be said to be endless, or not to be the enemy of life and death, in fact, there was a fixed number as early as six thousand years ago.

Zhanzi moved his gaze, unwilling to look at the jade-faced scholar again, and just said: "Today's battle, the swordsman's line is exhausted, and the number of people who climbed up the stairs is the best combat power in the world. In comparison, it is still not as good as Confucianism and Taoism."

The words remain silent, whether this is Confucianism or Taoism, the foundation of six thousand years in the mountains and rivers, where is the swordsman's line can be compared, if there is no Zhaoqingqiu, the swordsman's line can be specified. It has long since turned into the dust of history.

Zhanzi said: "No one can stop this senior."

This is a fact. When Wei Chunzhi dissipated, Zhou Qing, the swordsman who was present at the building, almost died here. The old man was too busy to take care of himself, and Xu was unable to get out of his body. Although Li Changgu was only there. , But after being stopped by Mr. Shui Jing, he was unable to rush to help others.

This jade-faced scholar was originally a cultivator in the stair-climbing realm. It can be said that which battle he joins now will be tilted one-sidedly.

Zhanzi calmly said: "I don't know who this senior will kill first."

Yan Yu shook his head, "Who knows."

……

……

Shusheng Yumian came here to kill.

So after a short while, he appeared on Xu's battlefield.

This incognito swordsman who is more famous than Zhou Qing has already killed one of the climbers, and now he is seriously injured. The climber who can stand in front of him is not a big problem, but Xu official But his face was a little pale.

When the scholar Yumian came here, it almost established the situation of Xu Li's death in battle.

The young man who can be said to be Linfeng in Yushu looked at Xu Li and said calmly: "You **** it."

The official Xu smiled coldly, raised his sword in front of his chest, and did not answer.

In his opinion, the Jade-faced scholar who had not dared to make a move before, but now came before him, was still afraid of the swordsman's killing power.

Jumian Shusheng hit his hands with the bottom of the folding fan, and said: "No matter what, you should die. I haven't made a move for two hundred years. It is not bad to behead a swordsman who climbs upstairs with this move."

Xu Li smiled and said: "Come and try?"

For the first time in his life, the one who beheaded was also a climber.

Of course, that yellow crane at the time, not counting!

The majestic sword energy swept through the wind and snow, forming a weird tornado. Whether it was wind or snow, or sword intent, it was full of solemnity.

The scholar Jade face stretched out his hand and watched a snowflake fall on the back of his hand, and then watched the snowflake fall apart. The scholar Jade face picked up the folding fan a little, and a majestic air force swept over like a nine-day galaxy. With such an aura, he was already surpassing the person Xu Li had to kill before going upstairs.

The official Xu swung a sword.

The same majestic sword aura swept towards Yumian scholar.

It's just that after the sword energy passed a certain distance, it suddenly stagnated.

The Jade face scholar stretched out his hand and pulled away the sword aura abruptly.

He stood on the spot with the folding fan in his hand, looking very leisurely.

The other two cultivators who were here, looked at each other, and they could see the horror in each other's eyes.

This is the same as climbing a building. Xu Li is not something they can handle, but no one has thought that this young man is obviously a monk among the three religions, so it is also true, and he is going to be far better than them.

The official Xu frowned. Although this sword was not a sword at the peak, it would definitely not fall into the wind when dealing with the general climbing stage. How could he ever think that it would be like this, it turned out to be a jade-faced scholar Stopped.

His face is solemn.

Shusheng Yumian shook his head and said: "The so-called swordsman, but so."

It was not that he was mocking Xu Li in such a state, but from his own heart, whether or not he was the pinnacle Xu Li, there was no possibility of surpassing him.

This is extreme self-confidence.

Of course, it is also a cognition based on one's own extremely powerful strength.

The official Xu said seriously: "You are very strong."

The scholar Yumian was noncommittal, but repeatedly tapped the palm of his hand with a folding fan. He thought about it, and then said: "Now you should die."

After saying this, he stretched out a finger.

On the other side, a sword light naturally emerged.

But soon there was an indifferent voice from the sky, "Jumping beam clown!"

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After Li Fuyao once again beheaded and killed a monk in the Qingjing realm, he was really exhausted.

He sticks his sword and looks at the other Taiqingjing on the corner. There is really no way he can do it.

The sword energy in the spirit mansion is empty, and it is no longer possible to hand out a sword.

The man walked slowly to this side, holding a pen in his hand, and the energy gathered here. He wanted to kill it with one blow.

But soon, a ray of sword energy swept across the sky, and a sword pierced his chest.

The vitality is cut off.

A man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of Li Fuyao.

Li Fu shook his head and saw the man's face clearly. It was a little weird.

Because of this face, he has seen it more than once.

He opened his mouth and said nothing.

The white robe man's eyes fell on Li Fuyao's Qingsi hand.

He didn't move much, but the blue silk kept trembling.

In those trembling sounds, there are many emotions, the joy of reunion after a long time, and a little sadness...

The white-robed man said to himself: "It's in your hands, you have suffered some grievances."

Li Fushao lowered his head and said nothing. He naturally knew that the previous owner of this sword was the rarest sword embryo in the world. The kendo aptitude was so high that even Sword Immortal Chao Qingqiu could not compare with him. How can it be compared.

Therefore, it is normal to feel wronged.

The white-robed man continued: "It's just that it is still held in the right hand."

Li Fuyao whispered: "I'm sorry."

The white-robed man looked at Li Fuyao, shook his head, and mourned: "This world has changed, not the world it used to be. It's a little harder for you to live. You don't have to be sorry, Qingsi, or something else. Fortunately, it’s always not back then..."

"What's your name?"

The white-robed man looked at Li Fuyao and asked softly.

Li Fuyao replied: "Li Fuyao."

The white-robed man nodded, his expression calm, "I never thought that I could look at this world again, nor did I think that you are so difficult, but I thought, I can always do something, even if it’s not because of me. I am a swordsman, but it seems to be because I am Bai Zhihan..."

Li Fuyao whispered: "Senior, how are you..."

Li Fuyao had seen Bai Zhihan twice before. The first time was when he held the Qingsi sword for the first time. At that time, he saw the scene of Bai Zhihan dying in Jianshan, and the second time in Chen. The Wanbao Pavilion of the country is more specific, only the second Bai Zhihan, far less gentle than the current Bai Zhihan.

Bai Zhihan looked at Li Fuyao, thought about it, and then stretched out his hand and said: "I came to you... to borrow the sword..."

Chao Qingqiu asked him to reappear in the world, and he also found a sword for him. It was the sword of a swordsman in the upstairs realm, but it was far from Qingsi's handy.

So he came here to find Li Fuyao to borrow the sword.

The reason why I said I borrowed a sword.

That's because the Qingsi sword is really not his Bai Zhihan's sword anymore.

The master of Qingsi now is Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao let go of Qingsi and whispered: "Senior, this is your sword."

Bai Zhihan shook his head, "This is your sword."

He added, "Let me use it."

Li Fuyao didn't speak any more, just took two steps back.

Bai Zhihan looked at this blue silk, took a step forward, and reached out to hold this blue silk.

In an instant.

The sound of a sword rang across the sky.

If Chao Qingqiu's sword sound can be heard by everyone in the world, and it can also send a message that the swordsman of the world can go somewhere.

Then Bai Zhihan's sword sound has only one meaning.

That's me back!

Who am I?

I am Bai Zhihan, I am the last sword embryo in the world, and I am the strongest swordsman in the stairwell realm that year.

So when I stand here, under the sea, no matter who it is, I should take refuge.

When I want to kill someone, no matter who it is, I have to die.

Bai Zhihan held Qingsi, and an unprecedented majestic sword aura emerged from him.

So at this moment, this sword embryo from six thousand years ago is a swordsman in the stairwell realm.

I'm back.

The last sword embryo in the world did a very weird move, which was to lift a sword to cut a ravine on the ground.

He stood in the gully and whispered softly: "Long time no see."