Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 618: In the wind and snow

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Wanzhangzhang is the sword of the sword immortal Wanchi. Li Fuyao has obtained this sword for a long time, but Wanzhangzhang is not close to her. And he didn't force anything. Although he learned the method of sword immortality and ten thousand feet, their kendo is different.

Wanzhangchang is unwilling to make a fake natal sword, and the sword also has the pride of the sword. So until now, he has never appeared in Li Fuyao's hands once.

Until now.

Wanzhangchang drew from the sword box, fell in the wind and snow, and fell in front of the sword king.

There is no doubt that longing is growing up. Desire to reappear in someone's hands.

Jianjun is the master chosen by itself. As a sword fairy before the ages, the value of kendo to cultivation is slightly inferior to the Xinfen of the year. Compared with ten thousand feet, it is not easy to distinguish between superior and inferior.

Li Fuyao watched this silently. Sword Master said before that he borrowed the sword, and the sword came, but it was not his own will, but the sword's will. Li Fuyao couldn't do anything.

Wanzhang grows in the wind and snow, and the sky is a talisman. Chen Sheng is behind the talisman. Looking at this small garden city, there is no action for the time being, but everyone knows that since Chen Sheng is here, he won’t Maybe it's just a simple look.

A big battle is inevitable.

But the thing to worry about is Sword Master.

If there is really a big battle, whether the sword lord who is now trapped by the chain can still exert the power of the sword fairy of the sea, if there is no realm of the sea, facing Chen Sheng, I am afraid that there is no chance of winning.

Jianjun looked at Li Fuyao. Looks indifferent.

"Since I chose to get this sword into the hands of Senior Sword Sovereign, no one can stop it."

Sword Lord was silent.

He looked at the talisman in Skyrim.

There is no killing intent between heaven and earth for the time being, but the power of the talisman has been slowly approaching Xiaoyuan City, and it is obvious that the Taoist saint is targeting the Sword Sovereign.

Sword Lord has been trapped for thousands of years. Isolated from the world at the bottom of the river. I'm afraid I don't know what the situation is now, I don't know that the swordsman has withered six thousand years ago, I don't know that the three religions dominate the mountains and rivers. But Sword Master doesn't care about these. Either freedom or longevity. Not as happy as a sword.

"I haven't played a sword for thousands of years."

Sword Lord's voice is full of solitude, and of course there is nostalgia, whether it is the sky full of sword intent before. The wind and snow long sword that day later was not a real sword. It’s not a real enemy, and only now, Chen Sheng is in Skyrim,

This is his opponent.

Before the words fell, Sword Master had already held the ten thousand feet long. The sound of swords began to linger, and the sky full of sword intent fell into Xiaoyuan City, mixed with wind and snow.

Chen Sheng's golden light was blocked by the sword intent, and he could no longer advance any further.

The huge talisman can only hover in the sky.

The wind and snow are masterpieces. Sword Lord stands in the wind and snow with his ten thousand feet long standing in the wind and snow. He has a certain attitude. His momentum is constantly rising, and in a moment it seems to have crossed the sea and become incomparably vast.

The two chains became extremely quiet at this time.

It seems that even at this time they choose to be silent, not to stop or disturb.

Not surprisingly, Li Fuyao was about to see another sword immortal draw his sword.

Chen Sheng is walking in the clouds, and the talisman is not far in front of him. According to his realm cultivation, he can naturally see the two iron chains behind the sword king, knowing that although this man has a high realm, but Trapped by something.

This Taoist sage has a high level of Taoism and will not retreat easily.

He beckoned slightly, one after another golden light fell between the heavens and the earth, like a heavy rain, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Those golden lights are slowly falling, let ordinary people see it, that is a rare wonder in Henggu.

Even when the Emperor Yanling publicized the monks on the mountain to the public, many ordinary people would still be afraid.

The golden light fell and soon covered the wind and snow. The atmosphere of these avenues. It seems to be much more powerful than Xiaoyuancheng's original fierce sword intent.

But soon a sword light pierced the sky.

The white sword light is like the snow white snowflakes before, but this sword light is white and terrifying.

I don’t know when the Sword Master who has already retreated to the surface of the river is holding a million feet long and looking at the sky indifferently, saying, "When I was in the world, no one dared to deceive me, you were the first."

The voice is extremely cold. There is the anger of Sword Master in it. He was such an invincible sword fairy back then. Now I have to be bullied.

Chen Sheng’s voice came from afar, "Since I have fallen into the ocean, I have to admit my fate."

There is no emotion in this voice.

It's boring to listen.

Chen Sheng was talking, but Sword Lord did not speak. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, the flying snow in the sky stopped, but the snowflakes fell on the ground but did not melt.

Countless snowflakes hovering over

Sky, then formed a lot of special patterns, like a child who is not yet sensible drawing pictures at will.

Sword intent fills the heavens and the earth.

Sword Master is holding a thousand feet long, a sword light flashes across the sky, staying in the snow, shining with snow-white light.

The golden lights scattered in the air were isolated by these sword lights, and then the sword lights traveled through the snow, gradually condensing into countless sharp sword intents, pointing to the talisman far away.

The war is about to start.

This silence did not last long, because soon the sword light fell above the golden light. Only a moment after the two met, there were countless auras scattered, and no one saw the sword.

But whether it's Li Fuyao, the drunk old sword repairman, or Chen Sheng, they all know that the sword king has taken the sword.

The majestic sword will emerge suddenly.

It can be seen from afar, in the dark night, the sword is soaring, and the bull is so angry.

"You are not the ocean, how can you beat me?"

Chen Sheng on the cloud spoke indifferently.

This Taoist saint has been in the cloud for many years. The realm is high and deep, and Taoism is mysterious. Even among the Canghai monks. It is also extremely difficult to provoke. For so many years, apart from having suffered a loss under Chao Qingqiu, he has almost no defeat. In the face of the sword master trapped here, he has incomparable confidence. I don't think I will lose here tonight.

There are so many swordsmen in the world, but how many people are there in Qingqiu? There is only one person, even if this sword lord used to be the sword immortal of the sea, but at this moment he does not have the realm of the sea, for Chen Sheng, he is not afraid.

Fu Lu pressed down, before the golden light shattered. Pressed on top of the snowflakes.

This talisman is like a big net, covering countless sword intents between heaven and earth, making it struggling and unable to draw it.

Actually, Chen Sheng didn't make a mistake. No matter what kind of realm the Sword Sovereign was and how prestigious he was, he is indeed not a true Sword Fairy in the Sea, and it is indeed very difficult to face him.

Sword Lord wanted to come to know this, but his pride as a sword fairy made him unable to say anything else.

The sword energy between heaven and earth was suddenly condensed into one.

Jianjun's white hair is moving with the wind, and his aura is still rising.

As the golden net was pressed down, the snowflakes between the sky and the earth turned into countless swords, piercing the golden light.

Ps: It’s a bit difficult to write. Let’s start with this chapter today.