Chapter 628

Xiaoyuan city has been a storm for a long time. Those swords are pressing down on the golden light. However, it is only a matter of time before Chen Sheng is defeated.

It's terrible.

No one thought that Jian Jun, who had been trapped here for thousands of years, had such a powerful ability to extricate himself. The sharp sword spirit was like the maggot of tarsal bones. I don't know when it was all around Chen Sheng's side. Originally, it went down according to this trend, and then it was the last time of the battle between Chen Sheng and Jianjun The difference between negative and life and death is at the last moment.

But no one thought that a book appeared in Xiaoyuan city at the moment.

Watching the book appear in the night sky, Li Fuyao raised his head. His mood was very complicated. Beside him, the old Jianxiu also looked at the book and said in surprise, "what is this?"

"This is a book."

Li Fuyao looked at the night sky, calm and terrible, "this is the Confucian Saint Zhou Fu Zi's Confucian heaven book."

There are many monks' magic weapons in this world. They may be books, but they can only be the book and the person with such prestige and golden light.

Zhou Fu Zi's significance in this world is very important, so many scholars have used a lot of heavy ink to describe that person, but that person in the cloud, not many people can see, those ordinary scholars can not see, so those depictions, more imagination, not too much real.

But Zhou Fu Zi is Zhou Fu Zi, even if the description is not true, it is also Zhou Fu Zi, absolutely no one dares to despise him.

Even if there was, the man left the world.

Old Jianxiu was not a stupid old man. He listened to this without any silence, but his face was unbelievable. "Even the sage has come. What kind of person is this sword king?"

Li Fuyao didn't speak. He just thought silently in his heart. How could the Sword Fairy, who could be compared with Xin Jianxian in those years, be ordinary people?

"I hope this sword master can live."

After saying this, Li Fuyao will leave with his sword box on his back. If Chen Sheng had been driving to the small garden city before, Li Fuyao was not in a hurry, it was because there was a sword king. But at this time, Zhou Fu Zi came here obviously to achieve the joint efforts of the two sages. In this situation, Jian Jun would have no chance of winning.

The sword master, no matter how skillful his cultivation is, he can't compare with that of chaoqingqiu. Since he can't, he has no chance of winning.

Li Fuyao really wants to see what the final outcome is. However, once the sword king is defeated, he is likely to be killed by two saints, so Li Fuyao has to leave here.

He glanced at the sky.

He went out of the city with his sword case on his back.

On the street, there are the sword meanings of Jian Jun, because these sword meanings are not aimed at Li Fuyao. Although Li Fuyao feels a bit prickly when walking among them, it will never be too difficult.

Jianjun is in the cloud. The sea of clouds has already been cut out by the sword spirit one after another.

His face was a little pale, but still as calm.

"Run what?"

Jianjun said something to Xiaoyuan city.

"I'm afraid you can't beat it."

Li Fuyao couldn't help but reply.

Zhou Fu Zi was far away and didn't look down at Xiaoyuan city. People like him, regardless of their status or realm, were one of the highest groups of people. Naturally, they would not fight against a young monk in the twilight situation. Even if that person's talent was high and his influence on the future situation of mountains and rivers was great, he would not do it casually.

The enemy of the sea is also the sea.

The Confucian heavenly Book burst out one after another golden light. Without any nonsense, the Confucian sage had countless means to bring it out.

There are already two sword immortals, ye Changting and Liuxiang, in this world, and one more is unacceptable to Taoism and Confucianism.

Since we can't accept it, we can't let it happen.

The king of the sword was holding wanzhang long and looked at the talisman and the book of heaven. He did not speak. The battle between the sea and the sea could not be solved by words.

Just a moment later, the sword light came out again in the cloud sea, and passed by from somewhere until it fell on the talisman. It was like a comet, which was very dazzling.

At the same time, some snowflakes were falling in the clouds.

Cold and sword are all in it.

There was a golden thunder cloud behind Zhou Fu Zi, and there were even golden lightning in it. Looking at it, it looked like strips of golden boa constrictors shuttling through the clouds. I didn't know when they would rush to bite people.

The majestic air machine has already been covered with the sea of clouds, and the corner of sword King's clothes has been broken.

Those falling cloth strips, but in the air meet some snowflakes, back to the corner of sword Jun's clothes.

It's just that there's a little golden line in the middle.

It's like gilt edged.

The long light in the hand of the sword master swept away in an instant, and the countless majestic sword Qi tore up a sea of clouds in an instant, and cut off the talisman in a flash.Chen Sheng's ghost talisman is not only a talisman but also a magic weapon. It has never been cut off. Even in the early days of chaoqingqiu, it has never been cut off by a sword. However, it has been cut off by the sword king today.

Jianjun is one of the few sword immortals in the world, but how can it be so powerful?

Chen Sheng lost his mind for a short time.

But it was in this moment that Chen Sheng lost his mind, the golden Python behind Zhou Fu Zi rushed to the sword master. Although some of the python were hanged by the sword king in the middle of the way, a considerable number of the python still skimmed over the large net woven by the sword and fell behind the sword king.

The golden light illuminates the white clothes of the sword king.

If someone looks carefully, you can see that there is some blood on the sword King's white clothes.

This is the wound from the war before.

The golden Python ran into the sword king.

Zhou Fu Zi took back the Confucian heavenly book and soon came to the sword king.

In the hands of the Confucian heavenly book, Zhou Fu Zi's expression was very indifferent, "since you do not belong to this era, why do you still keep it?"

With these words, Zhou Fu Zi's hand was about to be printed on the chest of the sword king. There were countless golden lights in that hand, as well as countless breath of the road. It was Zhou Fu Zi's hard blow. I'm afraid it's not so good to take it.

Jian Jun's long hair had already been blown out of order. He looked up at Zhou Fu Zi and said in a cold voice, "the swordsman is dead in front of him. Is it possible that there is no such statement now?"

With these words, the sword ideas between heaven and earth are condensed and gathered in front of Jianjun. From a distance, it seems that there is a huge sword, born from the clouds, and the tip of that huge sword is facing the back of Zhou Fu Zi!

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