Chapter 424

In fact, when Li Fuyao ran into a mountain forest with his sword, he met the monk who deliberately leaked the gas engine. He did not face life and death at the beginning.

The middle-aged man with an ordinary face would smile and report to his family as soon as he met. He said that he was a scholar of cangshui Academy. His name was Wan Yi, and his realm was in the morning and evening.

When he met such a man, Li Fuyao had no reason to fight even if he wanted to carry the sword. He had to stand in front of the man and keep silent.

It's just a show of sword spirit. It's possible to shoot at any time.

Wan Yi found a big stone to sit down, then looked at the young swordsman who was already in the Taiqing state, and said with a smile: "before you, whether it's on the side of mountains and rivers or on the other side of demon soil, ye Shengge must have won the first prize in mentioning talent. But you have only practiced sword for a few years, and then you have reached the present state. If you can live a hundred years safely, God knows There will be another sea. "

Li Fuyao frowned and asked, "that's why we have today's event?"

Wan Yi said frankly, "what we monks of the three religions say is not close to the secular world. In fact, we don't look down on those guys. In the final analysis, there is no essential difference between us and those guys. If you are hopeful of the sea, you have to deal with it very early. There will be no more Chao Qing Qiu in the world. Our sages, stingy, and we are not really open-minded Dang. "

Li Fuyao was surprised by the scholar's words which were close to his heart. He looked at him, thought for a moment, and then said, "I practice my sword. You read your books, and you will not disturb each other."

Li Fuyao knew that this was nonsense. He just wanted to hear Wan Yi's opinion.

Wan Yi didn't hide it. He said straightforwardly, "if you want to practice your sword, then practice your sword well. If you don't make such a big reputation, who will plan you? But you have to make such a big basket in Qingtian city. Who knows that there is another young man named Li Fuyao who practices swords. Regardless of it, he has a great talent in sword training. Many young people can't hold their heads up. Let's not say that it's us who have read books for several years, even the monks of the three religions who have just stepped into the road of cultivation? Besides, your sword God is so terrible that saints have to bow their heads under his sword, so that the sages have already had their minds. The world can not produce "no one is willing to face you swordsmen directly. This is often a matter of life, and no one can stand it."

Li Fuyao said: "it's just a sword to cut off the injustice. It's not a random sword."

Wan Yi said that he simply took off his boots and exposed his feet in the cold winter. He stepped on the stream in front of the stone. His face was as usual. He said seriously, "today's thing, the fault is still ours, but how about that? Now there are only two words in the mountains and rivers that work best. One is Confucianism, one is Taoism, and the other is neither. You really have no chance to survive 。”

Some words, said and then to the end, some things, do, there is no way back.

There are also some people, looking at it and then starting to kill heart.

In the mountains and forests, there are many opportunities to kill.

Wan Yi said: "before starting, there are some things to make clear. Someone in the school promised me a good thing, which is necessary for me to attack the spring and Autumn period after decades. If we use the words of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, we would take money and take the place of others to eliminate disasters. You don't have to worry about anything. After you die, I will surely bury you deeply. As for your sword, I can help you to keep it in the tomb or give it to anyone else. "

Li Fu looked at him and finally shook his head.

Some people can't say the word "good man". They just stand at different angles, so they have their own reasons. But Li Fuyao, standing on the same side of the bank as Wan Yi, will not harm someone for anything.

How are swordsmen and the three religions relative?

In the final analysis, it is a word of jealousy.

Six thousand years ago, swordsmen were still in their heyday. In the mountains and rivers, swordsmen were respected. At that time, swordsmen would want to suppress the three religions and destroy their orthodoxy. Now, there will be a situation in which the three religions are called zunshanhe?

Even after the war, the swordsman's vitality was greatly damaged, at least no one else to fight for, after six thousand years can not recover the vitality?

However, the swordsmen never did this from the beginning to the end. At their peak, they did not suppress the three religions. On the contrary, after their decline, they suffered a lot from the three religions.

Six thousand years, let the swordsman to the present situation.

Li Fuyao stretched out his finger and wiped it on the green grass.

He did not know how many great friars he had seen since he practiced sword, but only a few could be remembered by him.

The swordsman in the world is like stars, but I'm the Sword Fairy in Liuxiang.

One person and one sword is the symbol of chivalry in the world.

For a variety of reasons, but almost the achievement of the sea's old ancestor Xu Ji.

There are also into the morning and evening, twilight will be the spring and autumn of Wei Chunzhi.

This sword is the sword of Wei Chunzhi.

Li Fu raised his head and pulled out a wisp of smile from the corner of his mouth, "come and fight."

When he spoke, a blue light appeared on his sword.After a moment, it became green awn, and after some time, it became Green Gang.

Li Fuyao stood with his sword in a white robe, showing a strange posture.

This white robe was made by martial uncle Xie Lu.

Li Fuyao thought for a moment.

The sword spirit soared.

Without any privacy, when the grass on my hand became green and drew a semicircle in the air, at the same time, Jian 19 swept through the mountain forest.

There's a wind coming up.

Wan Yi was stunned. In all the books, he said that the swordsman had a sword in his hand, and heaven and earth could go. This guy would forget to carry a sword box on his back. He really didn't use a sword?

He couldn't bear to think about it, and Li Fuyao's green sword tip had already reached his chest.

Sharp and sword like a python, spitting out a letter.

Some cold feeling.

For the first time, Wan Yi felt that his twilight situation might not be good in the next war.

But even if he thought so, he did not dare to relax a little. He rolled his big sleeve to avoid the sword, but his sleeve was still torn by the sharp sword.

A folding fan appeared in his hand. Wan Yi turned around and stopped the sword nineteen.

The blade of the sword stabs into the fan, but the body of the sword is not in half, but there is no possibility of piercing the fan at all.

There is a landscape painting on the fan, which is lifelike.

Li Fuyao controls the sword with his heart and mind. Sword 19 enters the fan world and patrols the seemingly real world there.

Li Fuyao frowned slightly, and suddenly a Shen Tian Jian gang was born.

He pressed down hard at Wan Yi.

Wan Yi had a dignified look. The safest way to fight against the swordsman was to stay away from the swordsman as far as possible. After all, there was no joke about the saying that the swordsman's body was dead.

He knew this well, so he kept this distance all the time. But who knows, Li Fuyao can control a sword and hold a sword. This kind of Freak is really rare in the world.

Although Jian 19 has already entered the fan, in fact, he has to pay attention to the movement of the sword.

Facing this sword Gang, Wan Yi almost couldn't hide.

He raised his hand to offer another artifact.

It's a pair of bangles.

It's shining with gold.

Sword Gang fell on the bracelet, only heard the sound of thunder.

The sword was broken immediately.

The broken pieces of sword gang are like thousands of wisps of sword Qi pouring down.

Wan Yi felt the sense of the sword beside him, a little cold.

No matter how confident he was before, but now, for the first time, he is facing the power of a swordsman, which makes him feel deeply.

No wonder those saints in the clouds are afraid of chaoqingqiu.

A swordsman in the Taiqing state makes him like this in the morning and evening. If he is a sword immortal in the sea, how powerful is it?

Wan Yi didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't imagine it.

However, after this sword gang was broken, he looked at the opportunity and hit Li Fu in the heart with that bracelet. Immediately, Li Fu shook his mouth and blood flowed out. Although these monks on the mountain did not practice their physique, the momentum contained in their actions and actions was the embodiment of the real world. It was not easy to deal with them safely.

Li Fuyao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger, and the grass became green. Within the sword case, another handle was swept out.

The two swords are different, but I can't tell what the difference is. We can only say that they are the tiny things. Only when they are out of the sword can we have a feeling.

Wan Yi said with a smile, "you little guy, are you really selling swords?"

Li Fuyao smiles and says nothing. While wiping the blade, his finger is cut by the sharp blade. With a majestic sword meaning, he hands it out.

The light of the sword suddenly appeared.

In front of Wan Yi.

Wan Yi lost his mind for a moment and asked, "what is the root of your sword?"

Li Fuyao didn't speak. When he started practicing his sword, his martial uncle Xie Lu passed on his swordsmanship. I don't know how many wonderful moves he had. But the most impressive one was not Chao Qingqiu's sword over the North Sea, nor the battle between Liuxiang and wanchi at the bottom of the river six thousand years later.

On the contrary, it was when the martial uncle Xie Lu swept down from the mountain and handed out a sword to the main beam of the temple.

That sword, the memory is fresh.

Li Fuyao's sword is not just a copy of that one.

There are also some different meanings in the divinity.

When the sword was handed out, a white bird suddenly appeared in the sky.

When swordsmen practice swordsmen to a certain stage, there will be images. For example, the image of the old ancestor Xu Ji was a great river.

It's not easy to pass the sword.

Li Fuyao's whole mind fell into it.

There was no sound of the white birds in the distance.

Wan Yi looked at the sword attentively. After a moment, he said a good word.But soon, the pair of bracelets on his hand flew out and stopped the sword.

There's a crack.

The bracelet is broken.

But Wan Yi's fan has covered Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao stabbed at the fan and swept back half a step.

He vomited out a congestion.

This time, Li Fuyao finally grasped the green silk.

This is a sword.

Naturally, Li Fuyao is the most familiar sword.

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when the four swordsmen approached the white fish town, there were as many as six spring and autumn monks in the distance.

There are both Confucianism and Taoism.

Lu Yao was among them.

Looking at all these swordsmen, this monk in the spring and Autumn Period swayed his mind. It was said that the swordsmen had declined and almost all of them had withered. But when there were so many swordsmen in the twilight state, it was him. It was incredible.

Especially when he was about to fight the life and death of these people after a while.

This is even more so.

Facing the wind dust waist hanging sword, looking at the distance Shen Fu, calm way: "I go to cut him."

Ye Feixian looks at the distance, but he can't see the realm of Shen Fu clearly. If he can't see clearly, he can only be a figure above the spring and Autumn period.

But can those people really be said to be killed?

The haggard old man knew Chao FengChen's ability. After seeing Chao FengChen and Chao Qingqiu before, he had no doubt. He said with a smile, "why don't you chop that Taoist nun together?"

Shaking his head at FengChen, he just looks at Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng was startled and took a look at the indifferent Taoist nun in the distance and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not so easy."

Smile and not speak to the wind and dust.

He just looked up at the sky, and there was a woman's sword in the sky.

She looked down at the nun and said directly, "come and die."

There are as many as 90000 words in the world. They are all interesting things.

Invitation to war is probably to fight, but there are not many people like this woman.

The Taoist nun was originally a person with a bad temper. After listening to this sentence, she went up to the woman even though she was angry.

Soon the sea of clouds began to billow.

Chao FengChen patted Chen Sheng on the shoulder, swept out, and instantly came to Shen Fu.

With his sword in his hand, he looked at the scholar who thought he was the second scholar in Confucianism. He asked with a smile, "I don't know what you think?"

Shen Fu said calmly, "nature is to kill you."

It was a very simple thing to climb a building to kill Chunqiu.

But when Shen Fu faced a swordsman, it was not so easy.

In particular, the swordsman is still facing the wind and dust.

Chaoqingqiu is not easy to be provoked. Is that the chaofengchen?

Things that don't make sense.

Chao FengChen looks at Shen Fu with a smile and says some inexplicable words.

"There was a man standing on the top of the mountain, and he couldn't do some things or say something. But he wanted to say it and wanted to do it. So there was me. When he took out his sword, he would not say a word. Anyway, it would be over. But in fact, he would like to say some interesting words. For example, if you meet me, you will be in bad luck."

"People in the world are the strongest in the same realm. I'd like to try to do something interesting across a realm."

Before the words fall, Chao FengChen starts to use a sword. The sword light illuminates the sky. The majestic sword spirit is already the acme of the spring and Autumn period.

Ye Feixian held his sword around his waist and looked at a sword that was facing the wind and dust in the distance. It was the same time in the spring and Autumn period. He knew very well that the power of the sword was beyond his control.

The withered old man beside saw the gloomy in Ye Feixian's eyes and comforted him: "this guy can't be regarded with common sense. You can't compare with it. It's normal."

Ye Feixian took a look at the haggard old man, nodded and said in a soft voice, "elder, be careful."

The withered old man frowned and said, "it's not necessarily who is older than whom."

Ye Feixian laughed and held down the handle of the flying snow sword and locked one of them with the sword spirit. He stepped out with a clear smile and said, "Ye Feixian, Feixian Island, Nanhai, please give me your advice."

This is a swordsman in the spring and Autumn period. It's really hard to deal with.

Lu Yao came out, looked at him and said quietly, "Lu Yao, Bailu academy, please give me your advice."

They walked out of the street and snatched away.

Chen Sheng rubbed his cheek and sighed. He came out and asked, "who will come?"

There are two people on the opposite side.

Look at Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng frowned and said, "to cheat the less with more?"

The two men had no expression.

Ye Feixian is not an orthodox swordsman, but only a swordsman. Therefore, Lu Yao is confident that he can surpass him, but Chen Sheng is a real swordsman of Jianshan, whose root is Miao Hong.In the same situation, there is really no foundation.

The haggard old man is full of smiles.

He looked at another spring and autumn, spread out his hands, "come on."

The man stood up without expression.

On the other side, ye Feixian, Chen Sheng, the withered old man and the spring and autumn monks, respectively.

In addition to the old groom, it can be said that there are as many as three spring and autumn monks who have no one to deal with.

One of them thought for a while and went to Ye Feixian and wanted to help.

A green rainbow suddenly arrived.

Zhou Qing appeared in the field, looked at the remaining two spring and autumn monks, and said with a smile: "all of them are finished. Then you can only fight with me."

Zhou Qing, who was very uncomfortable when his sword Qi was leaked at will, was a real swordsman in the realm of climbing stairs. How could such a swordsman be able to compete with those in the spring and Autumn period.

The two men were pale. If Zhou Qing really attacked them, they would be two corpses before long.

Fortunately, at the end of the street soon, there was a middle-aged Taoist who stood with a negative hand.

Zhou Qing looked at the middle-aged Taoist with great momentum. For the first time, he released the woman's hand beside him. He said in a soft voice, "wait for me for a while, and I will be back soon."

The woman was worried and called out a treasure.

Zhou Qingrou said in a voice: "it's OK."

With this sentence, Zhou Qing grasped the handle of the world around her waist, and swept across the whole street directly. The majestic sword spirit filled the whole street.

Zhou Qing began to practice sword, until now, when he came out of the sword, he didn't do his best as he did today.

At the same time, when Zhou Qing quickly swept out, Guiyou lifted up his robe, and a powerful air machine collided with Zhou Qing in an instant, and his sword spirit overflowed. Only a moment later, Zhou Qing had come to Gui you and stepped out, and the street ground broke into pieces.

Zhou Qing has a very high ambition. Judging from his sword, Zhou Qing can tell many things. If it wasn't for women, he would have been famous for a long time.

When he ascended the stairs, Zhou Qing never thought that he could meet an opponent under the sea. Even if it was the woman before, he compared swords with her, and he still kept his strength.

Zhou Qing looked up at the distance. He knew clearly what things could be done, what things might be done and what things had to be done.

For example, today's war, no matter what, should come.

This is not only because the sword immortal who was in the sea personally invited him, but also because it was not for himself, but for the whole swordsman.

Love and reason should come.

As for whether he or she should kill people in love and reason, Zhou Qing thinks that he can.

So after GUI you stopped his first sword, many swords appeared in the world. They were all around him.

Zhou Qing didn't speak, his mind moved.

Those innumerable swords were all plundered to Gui you.

With Guiyou's Daopao intersecting, a ping-pong collision sounds.

GUI you opened his mouth and said, "I never thought that there were swordsmen who ascended the building."

Zhou Qing said with a smile: "it was a little low-key before."

GUI you said with a smile, "who asked you to die?"

Zhou Qing shook his head. "Maybe it's the sword on your waist."

Although it was a joke, Zhou Qing laughed, and then the world burst into dazzling brilliance. A sword, like a magic stroke, was slowly handed out.

When a swordsman who ascends a building is determined to kill, it must be a terrible thing in the world.

The sharp edge of the sword quickly swept over Guiyou's abdomen, leaving a deep visible bone wound, and relying on GUI you's realm, it can't be restored as before.

The sharp sword spirit was in the wound.

Guiyou looks pale. If he really wants to raise his breath and sweep back, he is grabbed by Zhou Qing. Then he sees Zhou Qing hit him with his shoulder. It is also the majestic sword spirit. Although it is not a sword, it directly makes him suffer from bone piercing pain.

After Zhou Qing seriously injured GUI you, he didn't look at him, but looked at the distance. He said with a smile, "how about going up the stairs again?"

On the top of the mountain in the distance, there is a middle-aged Taoist with an ugly face.

There is a sword coming out of the sky.

The Taoist priest's toes were light to avoid the sword spirit, but the mountain at his feet was not so lucky. He was hit by this sword Qi, even if it broke apart.

Zhou Qing's sword stands in the sky.

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist on the mountain, he said with a hearty smile, "who has my swordsman in this world?"

The middle-aged Taoist has no expression.

It's just a magic weapon.

Zhou Qing met with a majestic sword.

He looked at the other side of white fish town and sneered, "who wants to move her, die."

With the words said, there was a monk in the street who wanted to kill the female swordsman in the green silk realm. A wisp of sword spirit pierced through his chest.He died in an instant.

Everyone can hear the laughter of the middle-aged man with a poor face and a chubby figure.

"When these swordsmen don't want to die, anyone who wants to provoke them will really want to die," he said with a bitter smile

A wisp of sword spirit will kill a spring and autumn state, although it is because of the separation of a realm, but no matter who looks at it, it is a very frightening thing.

He looked at several battlefields around him, thinking about the main beam of the view that had appeared before, and suddenly said, "it's not finished yet?"

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above the sky, the grass is gradually green and the sword is killing each other. Facing the female swordsman, GUI Jin, who is also a Taoist nun who ascends the building, is not weak in spite of her strong momentum, but she is still at a disadvantage in the face of the persistent grass gradually green.

In the sea of clouds, the grass gradually green, rubs the white clouds, pulls off a wisp of white clouds, throws at will, is a sword.

Guijin's Taoist robe has many gaps. If she hadn't been careful enough, there would have been many wounds on her body.

At the moment, she is uneasy. After all, she and her elder brother are related by blood. She also knows that the elder brother is seriously injured.

She has always regarded her eldest brother as her idol. She always thinks that her elder brother is one of the most advanced figures in climbing the stairs. But who knows, in such a short time, she has already lost.

Cao Jianqing saw the uneasiness of GUI Jin, and said with a sneer: "Zhou Qing's sword is pretty good. At least your brother can't stop it."

GUI Jin looked indifferent, looking at the woman, said nothing.

Cao Jianqing took a deep breath and said with a light smile: "I have never thought that I can become a female sword immortal one day in my life. I just want to see Wei Chunzhi and see him make swords for me. If he can become the sea, it will be the greatest blessing."

"But if not, what does it matter?"

Guijin looked at the grass gradually green, a roll of Daopao, a little cinnabar appeared in front of her.

Among the twelve sages in the cloud, one of his magic tools is a little cinnabar, which makes mountains and rivers turn pale.

After the appearance of cinnabar, the grass gradually became green and felt under great pressure.

He looked at GUI Jin and said indifferently, "it's no use."

It is not only the people in Baiyu Town, but also several miles away, that can be seen clearly.

However, the sword had been stopped before GUI Jin. The reason was that not only a little cinnabar appeared, but also another monk who ascended the tower appeared in the cloud.

Since this is a game between the sword immortal chaoqingqiu and the three religions, it is natural for the three religions to ensure that everything is safe. In contrast, there are only a few things in chaoqingqiu, that is, all of them, which are early in the calculation of the three religions.

This time, the three religions sent monks to white fish town, not only six simple spring and autumn, and a few ascended the tower.

As soon as the man appeared, a huge cauldron appeared in the sky and was suppressed.

At the same time, the cinnabar also appeared in front of the green grass.

Grass gradually green, a sword forced back the huge tripod, but was hit by cinnabar body.

Except for his pale face, the grass turned green and did not spit out half a mouthful of blood.

The heart has no, where still have hematemesis?

Cao Jianqing, a monk who ascends the building, can not pay attention to it because the other party can hardly surpass her. However, when the other party can really hit her body, Cao Jianqing can't be indifferent, at least he will be hurt.

So she got hurt.

Different from Zhou Qing, who is a real and genuine climbing realm, Cao Jianqing has no heart at all. How can it be said that it is a complete climbing realm? Therefore, it is good for shanggui and Jin Dynasties. If you face two people, you can't be as free as Zhou Qing.

The grass turned green, his face turned pale, but his expression was indifferent.

She looked at the opposite GUI Jin, thought for a moment, and then whispered, "give me the sword."

The voice is very low, but there will always be people, or in other words, there will always be swords to hear.

A long sword, which was taken back from the sword box, was swept out in an instant. After a moment, she did not enter the sea of clouds. She reached out to hold the sword and then released her hand.

The sword, called the green grass, hovered in front of her.

The grass is gradually green, and the majestic sword spirit is pouring into the green grass.

She murmured, "Wei Chunzhi, Wei Chunzhi..."

She kept whispering someone's name, all the time.

The monk who controls the giant tripod looks at this side and frowns.

He looked at GUI Jin and roared, "Gui Jin, hurry up."

GUI Jin looked at this side, frowned and urged a little cinnabar to come here.

The grass is gradually green, and the sword spirit is strong. After a moment, the sea of clouds billows.

Cinnabar came with a majestic momentum, and the huge tripod was just over there in the clouds, and they were all coming towards the grass.

Just at that point, when cinnabar was about to be green, a blue figure appeared on the sea of clouds. There was a tall man standing on the sea of clouds, waving away the cinnabar with one hand, and looking down at the grass gradually green, his eyes were gentle."What's the matter?" he whispered

Grass gradually green, tearful, whispered: "Wei Chunzhi."

This is the one she miss day and night, who she wants to see but can't see.

Teach her how not to do that?

Wei Chunzhi looked at the grass gradually green and said softly, "I'm here."

A moment later, Wei Chunzhi grasped the grass and began to green. He turned his head and looked at the two men climbing the stairs. After thinking about it, he asked frankly, "how do you want to die?"

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when all the swordsmen arrived in Baiyu Town, Chao Qingqiu walked out of the hot pot restaurant, naturally with the woman.

Looking at the distance, he said calmly, "I played a game of chess and wanted to die. But because I will know some truth, do you think it's worth it?"

The woman frowned and said, "Mr. Chao, is it you who decide the life and death of others?"

After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and said, "I can't say. They all know what it means. They all walk into the chessboard."

The woman said, "Mr. Chao must be doing something important."

Chao Qingqiu smiles and doesn't speak in a hurry. In the past 100 years, his actions were all based on a sword. In his opinion, all kinds of intrigues and schemes were not worth mentioning. However, in the past two years, he felt that this was not the case. Even though he was in the sea, some things could not be so simple to deal with. So he began to learn to play chess, to layout, and to Chao Qing Practicing sword in autumn is a first-class talent. In fact, it's also true of chess. As long as you are familiar with the rules, you can't understand them.

"I just think the world is not so good, so I want to make some changes. I can predict and accept the cost. It's just that I can't decide the life and death of some people. So I said a lot of words, but in the end, they still appeared where I want them to show up."

The woman whispered, "Mr. Chao, it's very tiring to practice."

Chao Qing Qiu shook his head and said, "practice is not tiring. It's only worrying about things outside of practice that you are really tired."

This woman is very related to him, so he is willing to say more.

"It's just that there are a lot of people who take their lives seriously. It's useless for you to tell them anything."

The woman whispered, "Mr. Chao, I don't think it's wrong."

Nodding toward Qingqiu, "this is the truth."

The woman turned her head and asked, "Mr. Chao, have we met before?"

Chao Qingqiu seemed to think of something. His face was a little strange. He looked at the woman and didn't speak in a hurry. He just put his hand in the woman's eyebrows.

In a moment, a picture appeared in the woman's mind. In the picture, the young Mr. Chao showed his love to a woman on a mountain road, but the woman refused with a smile.

She looks familiar, but she looks like a woman.

She opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face and whispered, "Mr. Chao, is that me?"

Nodding to Qingqiu, "it's not."

The look in the woman's eyes was completely dim, and she said softly, "it turns out that it's not for a reason to be with Mr. Chao."

Chao Qingqiu said: "said early, you are not her, this has nothing to say."

Having said this, Chao Qingqiu looked at the woman with a smile on her face and said calmly, "I didn't expect to meet you on this trip to Qingzhou capital again. It was not a big event, but you wanted to follow me. It's impossible. It's not because of what I'm going to do, but because there's no love between men and women between me and you. Chao Qingqiu has loved a woman, but already It's hundreds of years ago. Maybe it's a change of heart or something else. Anyway, for women, there's no other idea. It's impossible to see each other today. Even if you have a chance to see you again, you won't know. Take this seriously. "

In this world, there are not many people who can let Chao Qingqiu say such a long sentence. In other words, one hand can count them.

He looked at the woman with a smile and no words, but the figure slowly dissipated, just like a light, which could no longer be seen or touched.

"Mr. Chao," the woman whispered with tears

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Chao Qingqiu left Qingzhou house and arrived in Beihai a moment later. Standing on the sea surface of Beihai, he looked at the boundless sea with a calm look. Then a moment later, Chao Qingqiu appeared on the top of a mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, Chao Qingqiu said indifferently: "if you don't want to face again, you can take out a life."

The cloud was quiet. After a moment, a indifferent voice passed down, "since it's a game of chess, do you want to fight in person?"

Chao Qingqiu said indifferently: "if you really want to die, try it."

The voice is cold.

For a moment the voice stopped.

Because with Chao Qingqiu's words, he has a sword to swing, which must be the most domineering sword in the world.

It was even more domineering than that of chaoqingqiu.When the sword is wielded.

The sword lights the whole mountain and river.

Both the monks on the mountain and the people at the foot of the mountain, when the sword was born, the dazzling light of the sword darkened many people's eyes.

Countless monks in the light of this sword opened their eyes.

But the sword comes from somewhere.

Between heaven and earth, there is a clear sword.

Some of them are lonely and lonely.

Chao Qingqiu was such a lonely man, so was his sword.

Moreover, when he took out the sword, there was really no one to despise. The clouds on the sky did not dare to stop the sword, and everything in front of him did not dare to stop it.

The sound of the sword spread all over the world.

Countless people heard it.

Naturally, a monk with a high realm can guess that this is Chao Qingqiu's sword in a very short time, because apart from his sword, there is no one else's sword, so there is such a big movement when he comes out of the sword.

The monk in a low realm just felt some slight fear.

The swordsmen scattered all over the mountains and rivers listened to the sound of the sword, then looked up, followed the sound of the sword and went somewhere.

Many high-level demon Xiu began to go to the ground, thinking that the farther away from the sound of the sword, the better.

The sword of chaoqingqiu is the most terrible thing in the world.

This is a fact.

The sound of swords spread from mountains and rivers to demon soil.

Qingtianjun stood at the head of Qingtian City, looked at the direction of mountains and rivers, frowned and said, "who provoked you?"

After hearing the sword, one of them could laugh with the green demon in the sea

Another big demon said: "the acme of the world for the Sword Fairy is to wield a sword, and the sword Qi is 90000 Li long. Chaoqingqiu's sword, which can be heard in the world, should be much longer than 90000 Li."

At the beginning, the big demon shook his head and said, "no, it's just momentum. This sword should still be at the critical point of 90000 Li. It's just that Chao Qingqiu's sword really wants to be wielded. I'm afraid no one can stop it."

Another big demon sighed: "if he is a demon, how about respecting him as a demon emperor?"

At this point, the topic is the end.

The sword of chaoqingqiu is far from over.

The sword breaks through the sea of clouds, revealing the things on the sea of clouds. Moreover, from the front of chaoqingqiu's body, it has been spreading all the time, just like a pair of scissors, cutting a piece of cloth slowly and firmly.

On the sea of clouds, if anyone except saints can see the expression of some saints' anger.

"It's the autumn of the morning."

There are still saints praising him.

"He's trying to kill himself!"

This is another Saint speaking.

However, no matter who comes to see it and who says it, no one dares to say that he can take it.

No one knows whether this sword is a sword for Qing Qiu.

The world's most invincible sword immortal, like a sword at random, wanton.

On Lingshan mountain, two Buddhist sages in grey cloth cassock lowered their heads and called the Buddha's name lightly.

Not far away, there is a big red lantern, shaking without wind.

"Who can stop Chao Qingqiu's sword?"

"I don't know. If you want to stop, I'll collect the corpse for you."

"You don't look like you're joking."

"So what I said is serious."

It is the first time that the two Buddhist sages have seriously talked about the sword of chaoqingqiu.

Of course, it doesn't necessarily lead to results.

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Chao Qingqiu, dressed in a white robe, stood on the top of the mountain with his sword in his hand. He looked at the front calmly without raising his head or lowering his head.

After a pause, he said, "who can take my sword?"

At this moment, between heaven and earth, especially silent.

He is the only one who can silence the world with one sword.

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