Chapter 638

It's not Liu Yibai's strong sword, but Li Fuyao's accomplishments. He is now a sword immortal in the sea from the perspective of his killing power. His sword is naturally strong.

A sword lit up the whole small garden city, which also made Ye Sheng lose his mind for a short time. He looked at Li Fuyao, and then stepped back a few steps. The demon bowl naturally came to him. The white light of the whole demon bowl was not the same as that of other saints.

Ye Sheng is a Taoist sect leader. In a sense, after Chao Qingqiu left the world, he was the strongest man in the world. Compared with Ye Sheng, ye Changting and Liuxiang were worse than Ye Sheng. Li Fuyao had to deal with it seriously. After all, it was Ye Sheng who was going to smash him and Zhenyao bowl was going to fall on him.

Li Fuyao wants to take back the green silk sword, but it seems that the body of the sword has melted into the Taoist robe of Ye Sheng. No matter how hard Li Fuyao tries, he can't pull it back.

In this way, if Li Fuyao let go and Ye Sheng lifted his robe, he might be seriously injured. If he did not take it back, the demon bowl would fall on his head again.

This is an extremely dangerous situation.

But Li Fuyao didn't react too much. He just looked at the distance. At this time, a fierce sword appeared in the sea of clouds, and then a short sword swept past Ye Sheng's back and directly penetrated into Ye Sheng's chest.

The sword has been hovering in the cloud sea somewhere, only to wait for this opportunity, can a sword pierce Ye Sheng's chest.

Ye Sheng sighed with a sigh.

The next moment, Li Fuyao's eyes widened.

Ye Sheng's figure actually in front of him, bit by bit slowly dissipated, a moment later, nothing.

In the distance, the sea of clouds was tumbling, and Ye Sheng reappeared.

The demon bowl fell into the distance.

Ye Sheng looks at Li Fuyao, but more often than not, he looks at the short sword, which is full of fierce sword spirit.

Ye Sheng looked at the mottled cracks on the short sword and did not speak for a moment.

"Is this a fairy sword?"

Ye Sheng thought for a while, and then continued, "at least once it was a fairy sword."

The immortal sword that can appear in this world is clearly recorded in the three thousand volumes of dengtian tower, and only one of them is left in the world.

Of course, it is also clearly stated in the 3000 Taoist scrolls that the sword for seeking immortals has long been destroyed.

But now the sword is hovering in front of Ye Sheng.

3000 scrolls are right.

Ye Sheng looked at the mark on the sword and knew that it was the recast sword.

Although the recast fairy sword is not a real one, it is more than the sacred one.

And it's in the hands of Li Fuyao now.

This really let Ye Sheng's heart.

Ye Sheng said, "the immortal swords are all in your hands. Does chaoqingqiu have great expectations for you?"

Li Fuyao did not speak.

Ye Sheng said, "but it's impossible."

He took back the town demon bowl, and the momentum of the whole person was climbing. The white light in the demon bowl began to dim, and some white light slowly poured into Ye Sheng's body.

Ye Sheng, as a Taoist sect leader, how can his magic tools be ordinary sacred vessels.

The wonder of Zhenyao bowl is that it can not only aim at the demon clan, but also absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Therefore, when the aura of heaven and earth that is usually absorbed is pouring into ye Shengti.

He will become stronger.

Feeling those majestic air machines flowing into Ye Sheng's body, Li Fuyao's imperial emissary Xun Xianjian quickly swept out.

"There's a wonderful character out there."

Jianjun sighed in the sea of clouds.

But I hold on to it.

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