Chapter 693

The reason why Cao Jun's face changed greatly was not that his short swords failed to kill Li Fuyao, but that Li Fuyao could resist the sword and the moon when he held the green silk in his hand.

Cao always felt that he was the only swordsman in the world.

But now, the young man in front of him has already carried a sword and a royal sword.

Cao serv gritted his teeth and asked, "who are you?"

Li Fuyao is not interested in answering such a boring question. He just looks at the bloody sword in front of him.

Cao serv sneered: "even if you can resist the sword, when I kill you, I will be the only one in the world."

With these words, all the short swords still hovering in mid air rushed to Li Fuyao. Li Fuyao's green silk sword and the bloody one were in conflict, and Mingyue was in a stalemate with that blue short sword. It seems that Li Fuyao will be helpless when he butts down the short sword again. But in fact, when the remaining short swords begin to sweep towards Li Fuyao, another long blue sword can be swept out The sword case.

The grass grows green in spring!

The blue sword knocked down the other one and crossed it with the other gray one.

The Cao soldier was either a bloody sword or a green one. Although they were both fierce swords, now it seems that these two swords are not the only ones.

There is also a short gray sword. If it is not for Li Fuyao and his backhand, I'm afraid it will pierce Li Fuyao's head.

However, in Cao's eyes, it was a very ironic scene. He was able to control several short swords, but he could not match Li Fuyao's two long swords.

He was furious!

Li Fuyao was indifferent. If he told Cao serv that he had a dagger in his sleeve to look for immortals, wouldn't he want to kill Cao serv alive?

Thinking of this, Li Fuyao actually missed the sword 19. Jian 19 was his first fake life sword and his third sword after Qingsi and Xiaoxue.

In fact, he liked the sword very much.

However, at the moment, the sword No.19 should still be in the demon bowl. Ye Sheng is the Taoist sect leader with a high realm. When he was in Xiaoyuan City, Li Fuyao could rely on the sword spirit left by those sword immortals to fight with Ye Sheng, but now he has no sword spirit. If he wants to fight with Ye Sheng again and get back Jian 19, he must wait until Canghai realm.

Thinking of this, Li Fuyao is very distressed.

At this moment, Cao had stood up and picked up the last long sword in the sword box.

The three short swords have been matched with Li Fuyao's three swords. According to Cao Zhong's thought, this sword is the final winner and loser. If there is no accident, this sword will determine the final trend.

Li Fuyao looked at this scene and then said with a smile, "it turns out that he still needs to use a sword."

In the final analysis, there is no small difference between the imperial short sword and the hand-held long sword.

Li Fuyao took a deep breath. On the green silk sword, the sword Qi soared again. He forced the bloody sword back, then chopped it out and fell to the ground.

Ye Shengge then falls, or stands on Li Fuyao's side.

The green silk in his hand trembled at the moment, which almost shook the rain several feet away. Li Fuyao finally began to carry his sword forward.

This is the first half of the war. Now the two men are fighting against each other, which is the second half.

If there is no accident, the winner or loser will be separated later.

Ye Shengge

with Li Fuyao, a moment later, he walked into Cao's service within one foot, and the swordsman's within one foot was the place of death. Even if Cao Jun was only a sword practitioner, he could actually be regarded as a dead land.

Unfortunately, most of Cao's sword spirit was directed towards Li Fuyao, and only a few fell on ye Shengge. Ye Shengge, as the first person in the spring and Autumn period, naturally would not care.

She held an umbrella and watched Li Fuyao change swords with Cao Gong within a Zhang.

Li Fuyao clenched the green silk in his hand, and the sword Qi soared several feet in an instant. The green sword spirit rushed towards Cao Gong like a sharp blade. In a flash, he left several wounds on Cao Jun, and his clothes were full of sword spirit.

Cao was always in the rain, and Li Fuyao was always under the umbrella.

A moment later, Li Fuyao's second sword met Cao Cao. Before Cao's battle, the three short swords were blood blue and gray. At the moment, the long sword in his hand was as bright as the bright moon.

The whole body is white, even in the rainy night, you can see clearly at a glance.

Cao serv sneered: "this sword is called snow. It's my ninth sword. It's one of the rare magic weapons in the world."

Li Fu shook off the snow-white sword with a sword. Then he said casually, "this name is not good."

Cao servant said indifferently: "as long as you can kill people, you are a good sword!"

Li Fuyao did not speak, but ye Shengge beside her said, "then you don't have any good swords."

Cao Jun was silent, but a white sword Gang appeared on the sword, which was like a long dragon. He bit Li Fuyao. Although he was a swordsman, he had been in the spring and Autumn period for many years and was not a general one.Li Fuyao didn't say anything, but his next sword was not aimed at the long dragon. Instead, it was like a sword handed out like an antelope hanging horn, hitting a short sword in the night sky.

That was the bloody dagger before.

Then it drifted back. Li Fu shook his sword in front of him. After a sword was handed out, there were countless visions. Among heaven and earth, in the rain curtain, countless sword Qi like rain lines formed a line. Those sword Qi like silk thread became visible to the naked eye.

In the night, the innumerable long lines of sword Qi are like white silk threads. After they appear here, those sword Qi quickly close. Then, it is Li Fuyao who pulls the sword Qi.

Come majestically!

It's a big net, but it's also a sword!

Cao serv's face changed greatly when he faced this sword, because no matter how he looked at it, he could not easily stop it.

Slightly move read, those short swords swept back to the front, and then swept to the sword Qi net!

Li Fuyao's sword like net is not so easy to deal with.

The dagger is on the verge of collapse.

When Cao Jun was exposed to the net, his eyes widened, which was quite incredible.

But the sword Qi long net has fallen in front of him at the moment.

Innumerable sword spirit silk thread, did not enter his body.

Countless swords fell on his body.

Cao Jun evaded the crucial point, flew backward and fell in front of the inn.

Spitting blood.

The daggers fell down.

Li Fuyao took up his sword and stood up.

Then he took a few steps forward and came to the inn.

Li Fuyao looked at the Cao servant who had fallen to the ground and said calmly, "I can also defend the sword. There are only three handles."

Cao serv understood that Li Fuyao was telling him that there were not many swords, but essence.

"Who are you?"

It was Li Fuyao who asked Cao Jun before, but now it is Cao Jun who has asked.

"Li Fuyao."

This name is very loud on the other side of the mountain and river. Almost every monk should know it, but on the Buddha land side, it is not really loud.

Li Fuyao didn't ask Cao Jun's name. From the very beginning, he wanted his life. No matter what his name was, it didn't matter.

Die, die.

Li Fuyao looked at Cao Jun and wanted to kill him at the moment. It was so simple that he didn't even need to draw his sword.

"You are a swordsman, but how can you have so many swords?"

Cao Bing didn't ask for mercy. He just didn't know and didn't understand. How could someone like him be able to resist so many swords.

Li Fuyao didn't say anything. He didn't know the situation of the border between Buddha and earth, but he just passed by. Maybe after tonight, he would go to Lingshan. So he was not interested in Xie Qu, Cao Jun, or Ziyun immortal.

The two men confront each other. It seems that Li Fuyao is thinking about whether to kill him.

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The door of the inn was pushed open by heavy rain.

Jiangchuan walked out of the Inn and stood under the eaves. Looking at the three people outside, he said impatiently, "it's better not to kill people here. The owner will be unhappy."

He had already told Cao Jun that even if he wanted to kill people, he could not be in the inn. At this time, he came to Li Fuyao and said, "don't kill here, because the owner will be unhappy.".

Li Fuyao looked at Jiangchuan, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

It was ye Shengge who said to have a look at it before, so something happened?

Ye Shengge didn't go to see Jiangchuan. He just threw a talisman on Cao Cao's body. As soon as the talisman fell on him, it quickly ignited. The fire was very big, and he soon burned the sword God at the border of Buddhism and earth here.

There's no trace.

Jiang Chuan frowned and said, "do you know that he is Cao Gong, the sword God. Make friends with immortal Ziyun in chenxieyuan and kill him. Soon that immortal Ziyun will come to you for trouble!"

There are ten people on the border of Buddhism and earth. The first one is immortal Ziyun, the Lord of chenxie temple. Cao Jun happens to be his good friend again. If he kills Cao Jun, he will be regarded as offending someone who shouldn't be provoked.

Ye Shengge picks eyebrows. If it is said that things here were not her business before, it will be different from now on.

Immortal Ziyun, the master of chenxie temple?

Li Fuyao held back a smile. In the past, ye Shengge might not really care about it. But now she is the temple master of the chenxieshan mountain. She must be unhappy to hear that there is a sunken and slanting view on the border of Buddhism and earth.

The Lord of chenxieshan temple is really missed by him today.

Li Fuyao asked, "do you have any wine?"

He hasn't drunk for a long time. He is greedy.

Jiang Chuan said that immortal Ziyun wanted to trouble them, but Li Fuyao didn't even ask who Ziyun was.

Jiangchuan looked at Li Fuyao with some doubts and said, "are you not afraid of the immortal Ziyun?"Ye Shengge didn't pay any attention to him. He just took a step forward and took the umbrella. Strangely, there was not a drop of rain on the umbrella.

Li Fuyao patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll drink the wine first, and I'll talk about it later."

"You see, ye Guanzhu."

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