Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 512: The last sword of this life

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The sword energy in the hall is full, and the sharpness means that it fills everyone's senses.

Bai Zhihan has never seen the scenery of the sea before or after his death, but in those days, if anyone could still kill the sea by climbing a building, there was no other person besides Bai Zhihan.

But this is just a guess, because even on the day of his death, Bai Zhihan would not have a chance to attack Canghai.

But who he is, he is Bai Zhihan, the last sword embryo in this world, and just about the kendo qualifications, no one can do it for six thousand years.

Even today's Sword Immortal Chao Qingqiu, when facing this Sword Embryo, he can't say that his kendo aptitude is better than that of Sword Embryo Bai Zhihan.

Qingsi doesn't know when it has been sheathed, so the sword is hung around Bai Zhihan's waist at will. If it weren't for the cyan sword aura that had been born in this hall, it was like a strip of cyan cloth. The curtain enveloped the hall, I am afraid no one would think how strong Bai Zhihan is.

In his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, Saint Yanhe looked at this sword embryo that should have been dead for many years. He naturally knew who Bai Zhihan was and the last sword embryo of this swordsman’s line A truly talented person.

His genius, not to mention him, even most of the seeds of Zen, Taoism, reading, are inferior to him.

But you are a dead man now, how can you defeat me with just a sword aura?

Sage Yanhe looked at the Jian Qi hidden in Li Fuyao's body and sneered: "I have already ascended to the sea. I am the most powerful monk in this world. How do you compare with me?"

Bai Zhihan didn't want to talk much, just said: "With a sword on my waist, I will cut whatever I have."

"What about the sea, life and death are incomprehensible, thinking of such a means to linger, you like the sea, if I am still alive, I will kill one if I see one."

Bai Zhihan looked indifferent and his voice was cold.

Sage Yanhe said indifferently: "I don't know you have such a great ability."

Bai Zhihan didn’t want to talk nonsense. His last sword aura was the last thing he left after the first battle in Baiyu Town that day. He originally thought that he would have to wait until Li Fuyao walked to the Spring and Autumn Period or climbed the building. Only a few years away from Baiyu Town, Li Fuyao has already encountered life and death difficulties.

However, since this is a false saint, Bai Zhihan also feels that it is not a big deal.

In his entire life, he has never lost the battle of the same realm, and even the battle of crossing the boundary has almost won.

The only one who has never killed Brother Canghai.

Whether it is the heyday, or the sea that has fallen into the realm now.

Now there is a chance, except for the sword, there is nothing else to say.

Qingsi was re-sheathed by him before, not because of anything else, but because Bai Zhihan wanted to complete the last battle of his life.

His bones have been completely destroyed in the original war. This means that after today, whether it is the invincible Chao Qingqiu or someone else, it is impossible for him to reappear in the world.

So this battle must be the last trace he left in the world.

Qingsi broke away from her waist and hovered beside Bai Zhihan.

The sword is in the sheath.

But the meaning of sharpness cannot be concealed.

Since it is the last battle, Bai Zhihan is unwilling to lose in the face of a former sea.

Countless sword qi lingers beside him.

Sage Yanhe finally became afraid.

The monks in the world have only sword spirits, and they are the most difficult to deal with. They are both in the sea. Those saints in the clouds dare not provoke Chao Qingqiu, and they are all climbing the building. When the ancestor Xu Ji was in full bloom, no one dared to provoke.

Now he and Bai

Zhihan is both morning and evening.

This is a sword embryo in front of me, and he was once a saint.

Bai Zhihan spread out his hand and said, "It's the last time."

The voice is lonely and sad.

Li Fuyao frowned slightly looking at this scene.

Bai Zhihan smiled heartily, "It's okay, you will repay my kindness when you board the sea in the future."

Li Fuyao did not speak.

In this moment, countless sword auras arose in front of Bai Zhihan.

Countless sharp sword energy swept away.

Bai Zhihan has swept forward.

Qingsi hangs beside him, following Bai Zhihan.

The sage of Yanhe has a solemn expression, and a person like him has a deep meaning in his gestures.

Bai Zhihan’s white robe moves with the wind, his face is full of pleasure, and he is about to approach the body of the sage of Yanhe, with countless sword auras emerging from his fingertips, and several brilliant blue brilliance are in his fingers. Giving birth, the real sword energy bloomed instantly.

The whole hall is full of sword energy.

Sage of Yanhe rolls his sleeves, and countless stars evolve in his sleeves.

Bai Zhihan’s sword aura was approaching the big sleeve, and a sharp and extremely sharp sound rang from the hall. This sound was a bit uncomfortable at first, but after a while, several people present saw the sword aura falling to the ground. Sleeve.

Then Bai Zhihan frowned, and stepped back a few steps.

Countless sword qi shattered ahead, like a sword was broken here, and countless fragments were flying everywhere.

The sword qi shattered and fell to some places, leaving a lot of traces.

Bai Zhihan's sword spirit is really hard to measure, I am afraid.

Yanhe's sleeves were cut off a bit, but he didn't care. He walked a few steps forward and was about to tore Bai Zhihan to pieces.

Bai Zhihan's expression remained unchanged, and until this moment, he stretched out his hand to hold the Qingsi sword hilt.

The Qingsi sword hovered beside Bai Zhihan.

Before it was upright, now it's horizontal.

As a cyan light flashed, Bai Zhihan slowly pulled out the Qingsi sword from its sheath.

The sound of the sword is loud!

Bai Zhihan's swordsmanship cultivation level has long been known to the world. Even if he knows it, or is stored in a book, where can he use his sword directly?

After Qingsi was unsheathed, a sword swept towards the saint of Yanhe instantly.

The majestic sword aura was visible to the naked eye, Bai Zhihan handed out a sword, and the air in the entire hall seemed to be halted.

The last sword embryo in the world, with a sword's power, is far better than a few of them.

"When did you have a sword like this?"

Ye Shengge looked at the front and spoke calmly.

Li Fuyao was taken aback, and then said: "This sword, if you say less, it will take a hundred years."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence. This seems to be a sword handed out by Bai Zhihan in the Chaomu Realm, but in fact this is Bai Zhihan’s perception of kendo for hundreds of years, and it contains the meaning of Li Bai. Know the countless subtleties of kendo.

How can it be explained by a simple sword.

Countless majestic sword auras went away with this sword, and Bai Zhihan handed out a second sword before the sword aura had dissipated.

No matter what, the saints of Yanhe were once saints, so they couldn't care less.

The sword gas rolled away.

The face of Saint Yanhe is extremely ugly.

He is confident that he can cope with several young people, but how to deal with the sword embryo in front of him, this swordsmanship cultivation base?

Jian Guang was born.

Extremely dazzling.

Li Fuyao couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really an excellent sword."

Bai Zhihan laughed, casually

With a sword light, countless majestic sword auras whizzed away on his side, and when he looked at it from a distance, it was like a blue ocean wave was born.

Sage Yanhe waved his sleeves and rebuked countless sword auras. In a short period of time, he began to deduce countless ways to avoid this sword, but that was when his realm was still in the ocean. Can cope with it.

But now he is just a state of affairs.

Naturally cannot cope.

In the moment, the sword has fallen on his chest.

Sage Yanhe suddenly retreated. There was a hole in the wall where a portrait was hung before. Now, as he retreats, the entire wall has collapsed.

But this is not over yet, as he went back, the sword energy directly tore a wall.

The hall was smashed to pieces by this sword.

Bai Zhihan swept out along the gap.

This great hall was cut open with a sword.

Li Fuyao stood there, a little lost.

Qinghuai's expression remains unchanged.

Zhanzi's eyes are full of gratitude.

As for Gu Yuan, there are lingering fears.

Li Fuyao came back to his senses, then glanced around, and then found the coffin.

After waiting for a while, Li Fuyao walked a few steps forward, and before he came to the coffin, he looked down to see if the second half of the script could be in it.

But the coffin is empty, where is the letter?

Li Fuyao murmured: "What's the matter?"

After entering the Wushan Mountain, he found the half of the manuscript. At the end, there was a word of misfortune in the world written on it, and then he wanted to find the next half of the manuscript.

But what about the codex?

……

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The power of a sword, the sage of Yanhe went backwards madly.

Bai Zhihan chased each other with swords without any hesitation.

Two figures, one in front and one in the back, fell onto the tunnel.

Bai Zhihan stood holding a sword, the sage of Yanhe in front of him, his clothes in front of him were broken, and even on his skinny body, there was a wound with deep bones.

Sage Yanhe’s face is distorted, "Bai Zhihan, you are so reluctant, I want you not to look at this world again!"

"I have already watched enough. If you don't watch it, you won't watch it."

While speaking, Bai Zhihan Qingsi threw forward, and the sword swiftly passed through the air in an instant.

With a sharp sword aura.

The Sage of Yanhe is already like a ghost, but at this time, it is even more so.

His hands were stamped on his chest, and the whole palace was surging like purgatory.

In the past, the Saint Yanhe arranged this place, and there have been many arrangements already, but he was not willing to do it as a last resort.

Qingsi swept forward, and the rolled up sword energy surged wildly.

Chong Ye stood on the jade stairs in the distance, watching this scene, frowning, not understanding.

He had been trapped on this jade stone step before and couldn't get out. Until then, the two figures swept one after another.

But who are these two figures?

One is as thin as a ghost, and the other is carrying a sword, with a vigorous momentum.

The Qingsi sword was rolled back by Yanhe.

Bai Zhihan laughed.

Between heaven and earth, a green rainbow poured out.

Sword Qi exploded here!

What is on this imperial city, is a sea!

At this moment, the sword energy splits the waves and pierces the sky above Wushan Mountain.

Bai Zhihan's last sword in this life, how can it be nothing more? !