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"Who are you?"

Chaotianque stares at Li Chengfeng with vigilance. The light in the cave is dim. He can only see a strong and tall figure, holding a long sword, approaching slowly.

Chaotianque laughed bitterly in his heart: it's true that he left the traitor and came to strengthen the enemy. I don't know which Tiange this man is from. He

But when the man approached, chaotianque suddenly widened his eyes. He was shocked to see a ring on Li Chengfeng's thumb.

He was blind and recognized the ring, because the last owner of the Tibetan sword Pavilion solemnly handed it to him before he died.

At that time, he was still young, and his strength was not the strongest in the Tibetan sword Pavilion. However, the owner of the pavilion still insisted on giving him the ring of the Tibetan sword Pavilion, which represents the identity of the pavilion master, and solemnly put it on his finger.

Chaotianque subconsciously looked at his right thumb, but there was no ring of Tibetan sword Pavilion.

Chaotianque was surprised at first. When did I lose my ring and was picked up by the thief? Ah! Yes, I passed the ring to Xiao Zhi!

Chaotianque is not a fool. Before this accident, he had already felt something. Therefore, he had made preparations for the future before leaving. Although he brought out the broken sky sword, he also left the ring of the Tibetan sword pavilion to Ling Yunzhi, the head of Lingtian's thirteen swords.

But why is the ring in this man's hand now?

Is it possible that

Chaotianque thought of this, and his eyebrows were immediately raised. Although he was on the verge of death, he was still strong. His eyes glared at Li Chengfeng and said, "where do you come from?"!! Which Tiange are you from! What's wrong with Lingtian's thirteen swords! "

Li Chengfeng is also looking at chaotianque. Since he came to Tibet, the name chaotianque has never disappeared from the pavilion.

He is no longer in the world, but there are still legends about him.

He was the one who pulled the Tibetan sword Pavilion out of the abyss and brought it to the top again by his own efforts. He was also the one who buried the root of almost extinction for the prosperity of the Tibetan sword Pavilion.

He is gifted and brilliant. With a sword in hand, he is invincible in the world. He is arrogant and arrogant. He is the regenerator and destroyer of the Tibetan sword Pavilion.

When he was in the Tibetan sword Pavilion, Li Chengfeng had more than one fantasy about what the chaotianque was like. But when he saw it, he met the most pitiful and dying chaotianque.

The man in front of him is wearing a high bun, which is not the mainstream of men's hair in this era and the world.

Sage Zeng Yun: the body hair skin, by the parents, dare not damage, the beginning of filial piety.

Men also wear long hair in this world. Most of them choose to wear a bun or wear a long shawl or tie their hair for convenience.

But chaotianque is not. Although his hair is tied into a bundle, it is a high bun. Even when he is in such a mess, he is also full of rebellious and unyielding.

This man has thick eyebrows, like two sharp swords, slanting into the temples. He has a broad snout and a square face, which makes him a hero.

Li Chengfeng made a gesture of Tibetan sword Pavilion and said, "I'm the next Tibetan sword pavilion's leader, Li Chengfeng."

Chaotianque sneered: "there are 2343 people in the Tibetan sword Pavilion, but I have never heard of you?"

Li Chengfeng laughed and didn't speak. He looked at chaotianque, but found that his vital energy had been broken, and all his internal organs were rotten into meat. At this time, he was hanging his life by his residual magic power and breath.

He was a man with immortal power who could not save the man whose life had come to an end.

Chaotianque wanted to talk again, but he was staring at the broken sky sword in Li Chengfeng's hand. His eyes were wide and his face was incredible. Then he said angrily, "this is the fake broken sky sword left by Laozi to Xiaozhi. How can you get it! Are you... "

Without waiting for him to finish, Li Chengfeng squatted, holding the broken sky sword in both hands, and handed the hilt to chaotianque.

Chaotianque was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Chengfeng suspiciously. After a while, after he coughed up a mouthful of blood, he saw Li Chengfeng looking at himself sincerely, and his eyes were kind and without a trace of murderous spirit. Then he released his fingers, tightly holding sharp stones, and took over the broken Sky Sword handed over by Li Chengfeng.

Then, as soon as chaotianque looked at it, he was shocked and looked at Li Chengfeng in horror. Li Chengfeng did not say a word, but also focused on the Chaotian que.

There is a trace of doubt in chaotianque's shocked eyes. Li Chengfeng understands the question in his eyes and nods slightly.

Chaotianque immediately understood it. He laughed and coughed blood: "so it is, so it is! Time and life

After smiling for a while, chaotianque looked at Li Chengfeng and said, "what generation of cabinet leader are you?"

Li Chengfeng said: "the talented disciple is the sixth generation of cabinet master."

Chaotianque said with a smile: "Laozi is the fourth generation of cabinet master, but the fifth generation is Xiaozhi's son of a rabbit?"Li Chengfeng thought of the elder martial brother, and he shook his head: "no, it's Zhang Tongchen."

Chaotianque was stunned for a moment and thought hard. He said with a bitter smile: "it seems that the time limit has come. I don't even remember this person."

Li Chengfeng said: "one of the changes is hard to say."

Chaotianque beamed with a smile and said, "since you are the sixth generation master of the Tibetan sword Pavilion, it means that after Lao Tzu's death, the cubs of the Tibetan sword pavilion have done a good job, so I can rest assured."

Li Chengfeng solemnly said: "I will certainly let the Tibetan sword Pavilion stand on the top of the Lingshan mountain again. Please rest assured."

Chaotianque struggled to sit up. He looked at the direction of the broken sky sword that he had fallen to where he didn't know, but he couldn't find the trace of the broken sky sword. Obviously, with the rat tide just now, it didn't know where it had been washed away.

Chaotianque took back his eyes and looked at the broken sky sword in his hand. He raised his head and said meaningfully: "why is the broken sky sword in your hand so?"

Li Chengfeng knew that what chaotianque said was that the broken sky sword in his hand was not "activated". It was just a sharp sword, not the invincible sword in the world.

Li Chengfeng was about to speak, but chaotianque interrupted again: "there's no time to say it. It's just that fate makes you and me meet here! I will give you a hand! "

With a smile, the broken sky sword in his hand gradually lit up, emitting a faint orange light. Li Chengfeng was surprised because he realized that chaotianque injected his soul and consciousness into the broken sky sword!

Li Chengfeng opened his mouth, but he did not speak at last. He looked at chaotianque stupidly, and the last trace of blood on his face was gradually disappearing. His whole body was covered with hair, and his flesh and blood withered and depressed at the speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly changed from a strong young man with a strong appearance to a thin old man.

When chaotianque infused all his soul and consciousness into the broken sky sword, the broken sky sword was full of amazing orange light, and its body was flowing with wave like light, and the flowing light flowed everywhere, sometimes gathering and scattering, as if there were life.

But at this time, when chaotianque put his broken sword on the ground, he did not move, and there was no more movement.

Although his face has declined and aged, he still has a smile, which is a happy and satisfied smile, because he knows that there is a successor in the Tibetan sword Pavilion!

Chaotianque is dead!

Died in front of Li Chengfeng!

When Li Chengfeng reached out to hold the broken sky sword, his hand just touched chaotianque's hand, and chaotianque's body was immediately smashed and turned into countless dust scattered on the ground and turned into a pile of white dust.

Li Chengfeng pulled out the broken sky sword and held it in his hand. Although the sword was no more than ten jin, he felt heavy at this time, as if it were a heavy weight!

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