Chapter 316

Six thousand years ago, there was a sword competition between two sword immortals.

One is the willow lane which dare to say that "the sword immortals in the world are like stars, but I am the bright moon". The other is the most shining wanchi among the stars.

They are the farthest ten thousand feet in kendo six thousand years ago.

Six thousand years later, two people met again. Although both of them were dead, one left a sword and the other only had a trace of ghost.

But after all, he is a famous sword immortal who has been moving mountains and rivers for six thousand years. Even if it is like this, this sword competition is still earth shaking.

If they were prosperous and still alive in the world, they were afraid that the situation would have been rewritten.

Think of Chao Qingqiu, the first person in the world, standing side by side with wanchi and Liuxiang.

The three people were angry. They were afraid that not only the saints of the three religions in the mountains and rivers should fear, but even the demons, the great demons, should avoid their sharp points.

Liu Xiang took a look at the green silk in Li Fuyao's hand and sighed, "has this been six thousand years in a twinkling of an eye?"

Wan Chi's face is expressionless.

After he saw the sword spirit of Liuxiang, he had no desire for the outside world. The only thing he wanted to do now was to defeat Liuxiang. He didn't worry that no one would see the witness, because there was Li Fuyao.

He took a look at Li Fuyao and said calmly, "remember to tell people in the world that wanchi has a battle with Liuxiang today."

There are many profound meanings in this sentence. To tell people all over the world, they must tell the result of victory or defeat. Wanchi may not win, but he doesn't care, because even if he can't win, it's not a big deal, because he has completely dissipated in the world.

If he wins, he can naturally be said to be better than Liuxiang once, which is a supreme honor.

Liu Xiang has been in the world all his life. Except for those who died in the end, who is better than the sword in his hand?

The willow Lane untied the sword on his side, lowered his head and murmured: "the weeping willow lane is deep beside the street. The sword is not in the body."

Liu Xiang died in Jianshan and his sword fell off the cliff. Li Fuyao had seen it before, but naturally he was no longer here.

Liu Xiang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "borrow a sword."

Li Fuyao releases the handle of his sword, and the green silk flies to the willow lane.

Bai Zhihan is a descendant he valued. Although the green silk was not made by him, he recognized the smell of Liuxiang, so he did not resist.

There's still some excitement.

In fact, if Liuxiang used green silk against the enemy, Li Fuyao would certainly have some advantages afterwards.

Wan Chi suddenly said, "my method is on that white bone."

Li Fuyao wanted to know before, but wanchi insisted that Li Fuyao could not go out alive, so he did not intend to pass it on.

But now it is not the same. Wanchi knows that he will die, so he will no longer hide it.

In the final analysis, wanchi is not a vicious person.

If you really have that temperament, I'm afraid you won't have such a high achievement in kendo.

Kendo reflects the heart.

Wan Chi suddenly said, "you go out."

So far, Wan Chi changed his mind.

There was no bystander in the war six thousand years ago because Liuxiang didn't want to see his sword seen by others. Now that Li Fuyao is not allowed to watch the battle, he still feels that he can't beat Liuxiang.

Li Fuyao takes a look at the willow lane.

The latter nodded.

Li Fuyao withdrew from here and even closed the stone gate at last.

He stood in front of the stone gate and looked at the two lines on it.

Imagine how the willow lane was in high spirits.

Liu Xiang is really romantic in the world. I'm afraid it was only after he reached the peak of Kendo that he didn't want to pursue the immortal.

At that time, the willow lane would not be afraid of anything.

Chao Qingqiu is the only sword immortal in the mountains and rivers. He is said to be the most powerful sword immortal in the world. However, he is not really romantic.

Because he has a lot to think about.

Zhao Qingqiu, who carries a line of swordsmen, should be admired even if it is a willow lane.

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Inside the stone gate.

Liu Xiang held the green silk and said with a smile, "ten thousand feet, fight a thousand times and ten thousand times. You are not my enemy. There is no one in the world who is my enemy."

Wan Chi, with gray hair, said quietly, "if you look at the sky in the willow lane, everyone will see you in the willow lane. Naturally, you will not be able to reach your height."

"But this war is my wish..."

Wan Chi said calmly, "if you don't fight with me, you're not going to dissipate between heaven and earth. Why bother?"

Liu Xiang just laughs and doesn't talk.

Wan Chi sighed: "it's said that the way of life is very bad now. It's not like that."

Liu Xiang said with a smile, "you and I can't change it. I can only hope that these young people have vitality. I just felt that he still has sword jade on his body, which shows how much Jianshan values him."The sword jade, which symbolizes the guest Qing of Jianshan, was not taken out before. None of them could hold a piece in his hand. Now there is one in Li Fuyao's body. In addition to saying that Jianshan has expectations of him, we can also know how Jianshan has declined.

Six thousand years ago, no matter how many swordsmen there were, Jianshan was the best.

Now Jianshan is like this. If you think about it, you will know how it is.

Wan Chi frowned and said, "I don't like the world today."

Liu Xiang is a little impatient, "this world does not belong to us."

Wan Chi doesn't speak any more, just reaches out and flicks his sword.

The sound of swords sounds the same as that of 6000 years ago.

Liu Xiang shook his head, "boring."

He took his sword and plundered it.

Liu Xiang's movements are not fast, but they are full of beauty.

Ten thousand feet hold up their swords to meet each other.

The green silk sword in LiuXiang's hand crossed wanchi's shoulder, but at the first intersection, it injured wanchi.

Bring up a lot of flesh and blood.

Ten thousand feet coldly smile, in the hand the sword twists, cuts the willow Lane green robe.

Willow Lane toe light, sword point pestle ground, press out an arc, body swept away, with a sword.

In fact, today, the two people's realm of cultivation has been almost the same.

It's just that one is willow lane and the other is ten thousand feet.

At most, the realm of the two people is just the Taiqing state, but if they really join hands, they will be far better than the general Taiqing state.

For example, the sword in Liuxiang easily cut the shoulder of ten thousand feet, which could not be done by Li Fuyao.

Wan Chi's face was expressionless. He didn't care about the injury. He raised his sword case to block it. After stopping the sword, he went down the willow lane.

The willow Lane does not allow a long sword.

The willow Lane frowned.

The point of the green silk sword is light on the ten thousand feet long. The willow Lane takes two steps backward and stands with negative hands.

He was silent for a moment. "I don't have much time."

This is a sad story. I don't know whether Liuxiang left sword spirit in other places. If there is only one place, the sword Qi will be dissipated, and the willow Lane will be completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Wan Chi said with a smile, "so don't keep your strength."

Liu Xiang nodded, "although you are not a good person, Kendo is really good."

Wan Chi laughs but doesn't speak. He just throws out the ten thousand Zhang long sword. Before that, countless abandoned swords that he absorbed the spirit of the sword are lifted up again, hanging on the side of Wan Chi's body.

Dozens of swords are hanging in front of ten thousand feet.

It's not that the sword is sharp, but it's as gentle as a bird.

Wanchi did not touch wanzhang long, but stroked another broken sword.

It's gentle, like touching a woman's skin.

I feel very sorry.

Wanchi whispered, "Liuxiang, I will not be less than you in kendo."

Liuxiang is rarely serious. "We have to do something for kendo."

Wan Chi was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

Liu Xiang big sleeve a move, the stone gate opens again.

Li Fuyao stood at the door, looking at the two people inside in surprise.

Liu Xiang said with a smile, "take a good look at this sword."

The voice was not loud, but Li Fuyao could hear it clearly.

"Liu Jianxian..."

Liu Xiang didn't turn his head, but said with a nostalgic voice: "Kendo can be higher It's just that we're all down on the road, and if we have a chance, we may not have a chance. "

"Take a good look at it, then step into the Taiqing state, just as we are too."

Liuxiang no longer talks.

However, Wan Chi opened his mouth again, "even though I am a villain, I still have my heart in kendo."

Li Fuyao didn't know what to say. He just nodded.

Wanchi was helpless and said with a melancholy smile: "you have learned my imperial sword technique. Some people ask me if you don't think I have a bad reputation. Of course, if you can stand on the top of Kendo in the future, it will be better. Forget it, you probably don't have that chance."

If Wan Chi didn't say the last word, he would be like an elder who had ardent expectations for the younger generation. He just said the last word, which made Li Fuyao cry and laugh.

Naturally, wanchi didn't care about Li Fuyao's feelings. He just said, "remember to take my wanzhangchang out and find a good master for him. How can I be a sword embryo?"

This is another stab in Li Fuyao's heart.

The willow Lane waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more.

Wan Chi recollected his thoughts, and dozens of swords in front of him began to reappear, and the sword spirit he had absorbed before returned to the sword.

Wanchi's face began to grow old, and his gray hair began to turn white.

The arms are as thin as they were before.But here the sword is full of meaning.

Liu Xiang stretched out his hand to lift the green robe and took a step forward.

The sword is very strong.

The sword light suddenly rises.

It's too dazzling.

Li Fuyao could only see the sword faintly.

But it's still not true.

Dozens of swords came together, and the willow Lane held up their swords to meet them.

I don't know how long it took.

There's a bang!

What came into view was that dozens of swords fell down together.

A close look, there is no willow lane, no ten thousand feet.

In the stone gate, except for the swords, there was only a robe.

It's just that the green silk is in the robe.

The difference between victory and defeat is obvious.

Li Fuyao stood outside the door, dazed.

From the cave to see those words, as well as today's two people's war, has there ever been something I expected?

What happened today is really like a dream.

After thinking about it, Li Fuyao went in, picked up the green silk, and hung the long handle on his waist. He stroked the handle of the sword, feeling the coldness that was not as good as before.

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