Chapter 513

When the ferocious spirit of the sword came out of the sea and swept into the sky.

Countless monks on the sea were in a trance.

Yanle was excited. Looking at the sword, the swordsman couldn't help shouting: "who is the master of Kendo?"

As excited as yanle was, there were a lot of sabre training.

Feng Lu looked at the sword, or looked at the sea.

This time, the Wushan mountain was opened and entered. Although there were many wild practices later, in fact, everyone knew that the highest level of Kendo cultivation was Li Fuyao.

However, even though Li Fuyao was a wizard, he had already reached the Taiqing realm soon after practicing sword. Can he have such prestige?

The sword is at least at its peak in the morning and evening.

Yes, the monks in the morning and evening are not allowed to enter the Wushan mountain. It can only be at the peak of the morning and evening.

But who is such a person?

In addition to the agitation of mind, countless people have produced many other thoughts.

When Jianshan reopened, there was a farce. Although it was still solved in the end, there were not many monks who believed that Jianshan could become another sect against Confucianism and Taoism.

Even if there is Chao Qingqiu standing behind.

However, since the reopening of Jianshan, there are many more swordsmen who they don't know about in the world. Although these swordsmen can't make Jianshan superior to Confucianism and Taoism, they can still give people hope.

Some swords dare not go to Jianshan before practicing, but after seeing this sword at this time, who said that they would not have some ideas?

Monks like them are far away from them if they say something like Chao Jian Xian.

It's a swordsman who is higher than them, but not much higher.

To make them feel more secure.

Yexiu, who had been talking a lot before, turned to look at his master. The middle-aged monk asked with a smile, "do you want to learn sword?"

The spirit of the sword still exists, but his master's words seem more fierce.

"How can you do that?" he said with a dry smile

The middle-aged Yexiu laughed it off and said nothing.

In the distance, there is an ordinary middle-aged man appeared on the sea, he stood in the distance, plain, but a momentum, so that the people around him are far away from him.

In the distance, a man in white stepped on a sword and looked at it from a distance. It was a bit boring.

Of course, no one saw him.

After the film was engraved, his sword was far away from here, and a white rainbow appeared in the sky.

This fog mountain is not small. He said that he wanted to see it, that is to say, he wanted to see it, not to escort someone.

After a while, he came to the bamboo forest and fell in front of the bamboo building.

Not long after, he reached the bottom.

Looking at the chicken and dog, the man in white looks plain.

Chickens and dogs dare not move.

The man in white walked forward a few steps, came out of the hut and took out a letter from a crack in the wall.

Looking at the above sentence, the man in white frowned, "nonsense."

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In the sea, before the corridor.

With his last sword, Bai Zhihan cut off one arm of the sage and was hit in the chest by the sage.

Bai Zhihan's body regressed, and the whole person began to become a little fuzzy.

He is just a sword.

Bai Zhihan held the sword, and his expression was plain, "the sage is just like this."

Yanhe sage's expression was extremely indifferent. He came to Bai Zhihan's body in a moment. His only hand held down Bai Zhihan's head and wanted to be crushed by life.

Bai Zhihan's expression is indifferent, calm way: "but half sword, the other half sword, give him."

As he spoke, the green silk sword took off and swept to Li Fuyao at the end of the corridor.

Li Fuyao held the green silk and looked at the scene ahead without saying a word.

Bai Zhihan said with a smile: "after today, the green silk is your thing."

With the words, Bai Zhihan was pinched and exploded by Yan He Sheng's life, turned into sword Qi, and then flew out the sage of Yanhe.

At this moment, the seriously injured Yanhe sage stood in the distance, his expression still unchanged.

After Li Fuyao lifted his sword, he came to the corridor.

Qinghuai stood beside ye Shengge and came to the distance. Looking at the scene, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I think he is the best man in the world."

Ye Shengge turned his head and said, "what do you do with me?"

Qing Huai said very seriously, "don't rob me."

Ye Sheng song, with a smile, does not say much.

Chan Tzu was not far away. Listening to this, he felt a little bit interesting, but he didn't go deep into it. Gu Yuan stood beside him. Chan Zi touched her head and thought that she was alive at last.

Gu Yuan said with some remorse: "I'm really useless."Zen said, "you are still young. You will be fine in a few years, but you don't have to blame yourself."

Green locust looked at the heavy night in the distance, and then said casually: "he saved your life, you should remember his good."

Ye Sheng song frowned: "what do you mean?"

Before green locust just said not to rob with her, now is for what?

Qinghuai thought for a while, but said frankly, "he is going to have trouble soon, so..."

Ye Shengge was a free and easy temperament, did not say much, she just nodded.

Since she began to practice, she has been said to have a thorough mind for Tao, and she has no idea about everything. She only devotes herself to the cultivation of Tao, except for her love for peach blossom.

To Li Fuyao, she did not have any love between men and women. The reason why she was able to make friends with Li Fuyao was that she experienced life and death.

Jianshan meets Luoyang City.

Meeting is fate.

But fate is not in love.

Yes, who in the world can let her like it?

"Do your best."

After saying this, ye Shengge did not say much. She thought about it and sat on the jade steps and watched the next World War.

Ye Sheng song in a white dress looks like a country girl at this moment.

Quiet.

A moment later, Qinghuai also sat down.

She was dressed in blue and had an air of Indescribability.

Two people sitting together, like two flowers, each has its own merits.

But I just want to separate them.

Li Fuyao, holding the green silk, has already handed out several swords. He has made contributions occasionally, leaving several wounds on the sage of Yanhe.

After all, the sage, who runs through the three religions, was seriously injured by Bai Zhihan's sword. Now he is afraid that even an ordinary day and night situation is not as good as that.

He breathed heavily, and his body was covered with golden blood.

It's like an old dog.

It was miserable.

Li Fu raised his sword forward and stabbed the sage of Yanhe in the chest with a sword. The tip of the sword went into his body and brought up a large amount of flesh and blood. He asked, "where is the second half of the letter?"

The sage of Yanhe had a meal and then laughed. He said coldly with a smile: "if you want to know the truth of 6000 years ago, if you kill me, you will never know it for a lifetime."

Li Fuyao let out.

The tip of the sword continued to pick up a piece of flesh and blood, revealing the white bone.

"You are not the only one in the world to know."

Li Fuyao looked at the insane sage and said calmly, "you've been dead for a long time."

Speaking, he raised his sword.

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