Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 613: What is Xiaoyuan City?

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The Xunxian Sword is the second sharpest sword in this world. It is stronger than many magical artifacts in the world. To a certain extent, this is a quasi-sacred artifact. Except for the saint's magical artifact, I'm afraid there is nothing else. Magic artifacts can resist.

Not to mention the victory.

Mr. Mu’s previous picture scroll is of good grade and is also a very good magic weapon, but when faced with the Xunxian Sword, it was still vulnerable, and was pierced by the Xunxian Sword lightly. Up.

There is not even the slightest way.

There are really not many monks in this world who can have the cultivation level of Mr. Mu, and there are not many magical tools as good as the picture scroll.

Xunxianjian and the long spear intersected, a burst of sparks splashed down, and it did not go out after falling on the ground. The sparks on the ground seemed to be a bit magnificent, and Chen Tianen stood in the distance, always frowning, never paying attention. The situation here.

The fireman is Mr. Mu's secret method, and there is no real power of the Spring and Autumn Realm. In front of Xunxianjian, it seems that he can't last long. It seems that he will lose the next moment.

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The Xunxian Sword walked through the body of Burning Man, and countless sword qi was spilled, making it troublesome for the Burning Man to deal with it.

Sword Nineteen and Cao Jianqing's two swords have left a lot of wounds on Mr. Mu's body, making Mr. Mu look very miserable, but the monk of the Academy did not have any expressions, he just looked at Li Fuyao , There is a strange light in his eyes.

Li Fuyao pressed Qingsi, looked at Mr. Mu, and said sorry.

"You and I are standing on both sides of the river bank, originally we weren't the same person. You want to kill me, I want to kill you, when there is nothing wrong with it, don't be sorry, but I never thought that you could be so Kill me easily."

Mr. Mu looked a little sighed. He looked at Li Fuyao as if he were looking at the younger generation he admired very much, his eyes were full of warmth.

"You have a fairy sword, you have so many swords, and you have taken a road that no one can think of, but I heard that you still have a sword in your hand on the way of kendo, and you can go to the world. You have so many swords, how is your mood? ?"

Mr. Mu looked at Li Fuyao and asked.

Li Fuyao was silent for a moment, and then said: "There are all kinds of swordsmanship in the world. Different routes will lead to the same goal. No effort

Mr. Mu is worried. "

Mr. Mu smiled, "As the most brilliant young swordsman today, it is nothing more than one of you, Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe. Wu Shanhe is already the Swordsman Swordsman, and his mood is different. It can be said that It’s a character who has already stood on the mountain. How about you, with such swords, and even a fairy sword among them. Compared to your brother, dare you say that you are able to win the victory now?"

Li Fuyao listened to these words and didn't say much, but he was worried about taking it with him.

Just when he was chatting with Mr. Mu, the sword of seeking immortality had penetrated the burning man, after beheading it, it passed through the air, and now it hovered in front of Li Fuyao, exuding sword aura. .

This sword is full of cracked fairy swords. In this house, it exudes extreme sword aura, even gleaming with white light, after the lights converged into a fireman, and then it was pierced by the sword of Xunxian. When the fireman is gone, the lights are naturally gone. In the darkness, Xunxianjian is the only light.

Mr. Mu looked at the Xunxian Sword and said calmly: "Back then, a character like Xin Jianxian had to accept the baptism of heaven and earth honestly before he could leave the world. In this way, a sword immortal like Chao Qingqiu is this. The biggest alien in the past six thousand years has been enough to leave the world, but is unwilling to leave. On the contrary, it has to do something like a sword to open the sky. You swordsmen have no respect for the world. You have today's fate. It's retribution."

After saying these words, Mr. Mu straightened his clothes, looked at Li Fuyao very seriously, and asked: "What are you waiting for?"

What are you waiting for?

Why didn't you kill me?

Sometimes, some straightforward words actually sound good.

Li Fuyao pressed his hand on the blue silk, and those sword auras entangled around him, like strands of blue silk, and like small snakes, anyway, these sword auras looked extremely dangerous.

Li Fuyao was wrapped in Jian Qi, with black hair and no wind.

Everyone does not want to die, and so does Mr. Mu.

The monks are very sorry for their lives, it is hard to say that they want the other party to kill themselves.

So Li Fuyao is extremely cautious.

Around him, Jian Nineteen trembled slightly, but Cao Jianqing was "silent" looking.

After a pause, Fairy Sword slid out without receiving any instructions.

Relying on the sharpness of the Xunxian sword, this fairy sword reached Mr. Mu in just a few moments. Li Fuyao originally thought that Mr. Mu would make a move, but he didn't expect that Mr. Mu just watched Xunxian pass through his chest.

The sword pierced through the heart, bringing up a strand of blood, but there was a blood line connected to the Xunxian, like a rope, holding this extremely powerful fairy sword.

Mr. Mu has blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, but after a while he still smiled and said: "Look at it, is your sword really your sword?"

Li Fuyao frowned and said nothing, Xunxianjian was the ancient Xinjianxian saber, and that Xinjianxian was an invincible figure in the world, a peerless sword immortal, but this sword fairy, a person who would kill for a lifetime, was afraid There will not be a few, this Xunxian sword has drunk the blood of the great demon, or the flesh and blood of the saints, and the killing intent is stronger than the sword intent.

Li Fuyao felt this when he first surrendered the sword, but he never thought that when he first took it out to kill, the thing that worries him the most has already occurred.

This fairy sword may really be beyond his control.

At least, for the time being, there should be this trend.

Mr. Mu's vitality began to fade away, but the blood line was still there.

One end of that line of blood was the Xunxian Sword, and the other end, without knowing how, floated out of Mr. Mu's body and sank into the darkness.

No trace.

Li Fuyao looked at the dark night, thinking of many things, and felt very uneasy.

Under the bridge, the old Jianxiu held the wine jar and sang a ballad that he and the child knew. He didn't notice a blood line passing through the bridge hole, to a distance, to a certain place.

The old man in the house, standing in the dark, suddenly burst into tears and wept loudly.

But Li Fuyao felt a bit of chill.

Between heaven and earth, in this small garden city, snow started to fall unexpectedly.

When snowflakes fell on the river, the surface of the river was frozen, and countless blood came out in the river. It should be the fish that died in the river.

Between heaven and earth, there is a vast and mighty force coming!