Chapter 718

Li Fuyao had many swords. From the beginning, the sword he had was green silk, then Xiao Xue, and then the sword 19. The moon grass was gradually green, and the tall building was ten miles away, plus the shield cloud.

Searching for immortals is the last sword.

Ten thousand feet long is a sword of ten thousand feet, which has never been used. Later, it was given to the sword king in the small garden city.

Xiao Xue also gave Li Xiaoxue.

Jian 19 is taken in by Ye Sheng's demon bowl.

In the rest of the sword, the tall building grass is gradually green, the moon green silk has been used all the time, and looking for the immortal sword is a killing tool.

But the two swords, Shili and Zheyun, have never been used.

This time he came six thousand years ago, because it might be a mirage, so he became like this. All the swords were gone. He never thought that he could see ten li here.

Seeing that Li Fuyao had been staring at the ten li sword, the old master laughed and said, "you little boy, your eyes are really poisonous. This ten mile sword is a kind of sword that can only be used by our master of ten thousand swordsmen. In those years, I was a sword immortal. The ten mile sword was in his hand and had a great reputation in the whole world. This sword is absolutely not bad."

"But after wanjianzong's decline, no one is qualified to hold such a handle for ten li."

The old master sighed. No matter who is the leader of the clan, no matter who he is, would not like to see it. Especially the current leader of the old leader, it is naturally distressed to see such a situation.

"Maybe you little boy may ask him out of here again, but this day, I don't know if I have a chance to see this old bone."

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Naturally, a one-year-old child can't do anything, so in the first few years of entering the world, Li Fuyao, apart from running the sword Sutra in his meridians, was just in a daze, looking at the sky, the earth and the world.

What's more, from the words of Lao Zhangjiao, we can see that the mountains and rivers are peaceful at the moment when the swordsmen are at their peak. Liuxiang is naturally the strongest person in this mountain and river. Although there is a demon emperor supporting the demon soil in the north, there is no movement from the South. Everything is very quiet.

Every day, there are people walking on the road of practice. Every day, there are people who break through the realm, and people die every day.

The old master's life was very ordinary. In addition to Reading Li Fuyao a piece of sword Scripture tomorrow, he washed the marrow of Li Fuyao with a few talented treasures left in the ten thousand sword sect. His state of mind was not high. It was not clear that Li Fuyao was suitable for practicing sword. However, he was such an apprentice, and all his things were pressed on him.

These efforts were not in vain. By the time Li Fuyao was two years old, he had already begun to practice sword.

He practiced all the sword moves of wanjianzong. They looked simple, so they were easy to use. If he used the sword moves of Xie Lu sect at the moment, I'm afraid the old master would think it would be a ghost.

But even so, the old boss is very happy, the whole person's improvement is much better.

Li Fuyao sighed and wanted to teach him some excellent sword scriptures. However, when he seemed to reveal it unintentionally, the old master was at a loss.

He is not qualified enough to see through anything.

This is the most important thing.

Li Fuyao gave up this idea. In the following days, he tried hard to practice sword. He couldn't see clearly from his old master. He only thought that he would not start practicing until he was about ten years old.

At this time, Li Fuyao was not far away from the realm of laozhangjiao.

Li Fuyao originally thought that when he was 15, he would leave wanjianzong and go to other places to have a look. The best way is to go to Jianshan. After all, it is possible for that place to know the truth.

However, no one thought that when he was six years old, several people came to wanjianzong.

Those men are swordsmen nearby. They are a sword spirit palace. The master of the palace is a swordsman in the twilight state. In the area of tens of miles, they have some strength.

These people came because they heard that the palace master needed a proper sword.

I'm here to grab the sword, not to do anything else.

At that time, Li Fuyao was lying on the tree eating jujubes, and some cicadas were crying beside him. Lao Zhangjiao first said something to those people with a smile, and finally he was pushed, but he didn't fall down. Instead, he said in a sharp voice: "this sword has been handed down from generation to generation. It belongs to the wanjianzong. You want it and dream!"

Because of the decline of his clan, laozhangjiao has lost his original edge. His whole person is very smooth and smooth. He has never thought that he can be so tough one day.

The head of the man with a sword hanging around his waist, looked at the old master and said with a sneer, "can you hold that sword with your old fellow?"

"That sword is the glory of wanjianzong. It can't be taken away by anyone!"

Lao Zhangjiao was so stubborn that he even wanted to draw swords against those people, but he was surrounded in the end.

Lao Zhangjiao's eyes glanced at Li Fu in the tree, motioned him not to make a sound, then he took up his sword and started fighting with several people.The level of those people was higher than that of the old master. Naturally, they soon beat him to vomit blood. If he didn't want to ask about the whereabouts of the sword, he would have died at this time.

The old master clenched his teeth and never opened his mouth. Just before they asked questions, the handle had already been swept out, and the leader was nailed to the ground. The speed of the sword was not fast. However, for those swordsmen who had the highest level of sword spirit, they could not escape.

The sword was quickly drawn out of the man's chest, with a large amount of blood, and fell on the other man's chest. In this way, several people died.

The sword hovered in front of Lao Zhangjiao. Looking at the handle for ten li, he would worship and shout for the spirit of ancestors.

But soon Li Fuyao jumped down from the tree, looked at his master and called out.

Old Zhang Jiao looks surprised.

Then, more surprised, Li Fuyao took a few steps forward, and the sword followed.

He was stunned at first, then he ran forward for several steps in a hurry, kowtow to the outside, kowtow with a thumping sound, "ancestors show up, we want to revive the ten thousand sword clan!"

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After shouting such a voice, the biggest problem lies in front of them. No matter how gifted Li Fuyao is, he is only a five-year-old child. His realm must not be as high as that of the imperial master of Jianqi palace. If he kills him now, he will naturally find trouble with wanjianzong, and no one can stop him.

The old master would not leave here, so on a bright night, the old master found Li Fuyao, looked at him and said, "if you are selected by Shili sword, you are capable of being its master and revitalizing wanjianzong. You can travel outside for a while, and come back when the realm is perfect, and then come back, and then

rejuvenate wanjianzong."

That's an excellent idea.

It's not different from what it says in the book.

Li Fuyao said, "don't be so troublesome."

He turned down the old master and stayed in the ten thousand sword sect. Until the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, it seemed that the people in the palace of sword Qi had forgotten about it. He didn't send anyone for half a year. On the contrary, Lao Zhangjiao was so frightened that he was already in bed. It seemed that it was time.

In the early winter, there was a snow and several people came.

Li Fuyao walked out of wanjianzong and stayed outside with those people for a while. Then he went back to the room, patted the snow on his body and pushed the stove to the bedside of laozhangjiao.

It's still very cold here.

"Are they here?"

Although Lao Zhangjiao was seriously ill, he didn't feel dizzy.

"Well." Li Fuyao did not hide it. Maybe for him, this kind of thing is not a big deal.

"What should we do next time their palace master comes in person?"

Worry is not only because of fear, but also because of worry. Lao Zhangjiao's time is running out. Naturally, there is nothing to be afraid of. Only worry about Wan Jianzong and Li Fuyao.

Li Fu shook his hand from the stove and thought about it and said, "well, I'll do something, so that you don't die with your eyes closed."

This is not a vicious statement, but because Lao Zhangjiao's health has been broken for a long time, but he has been unable to close his eyes because of worry.

So Li Fuyao quickly went out with his sword.

A sword is ten li, and a man is a swordsman.

Jianqi Xinggong is only a few hundred miles away from wanjianzong. There are Kendo sects on both sides, but the gap is too far. When Li Fuyao stood in front of the Jianqi palace, he thought that the former wanjianzong might have been so big.

But he didn't sigh too much. He just walked into it. He didn't see the palace master, but he knew that his realm was the highest.

So soon he saw the palace master in a small room.

Looking at the palace master who was wearing a purple gown, the man asked, "who are you?"

Li Fuyao is a child of several years old. Even though his mind is not, his body is. Such a child comes to his eyes, which naturally makes him surprised.

Li Fuyao put the handle in front of him and said, "I have brought you the sword you want."

The master of Jianqi palace always wanted the ten li handle of wanjianzong all the time. He sent someone to get it, but he didn't get it. After he was sent out, he closed down. No one came back. However, few people dared to disturb him, so the matter ran aground. Until he left the country half a year later, he sent another group of people.

Now those people are dead, and Li Fuyao comes with his sword.

His face was very ugly. He didn't know the identity of the man in front of him. He was a little uneasy.

"I brought you a sword, and I want you to give me something. After all, my master is worried about something. I want your things to comfort him."

Lao Zhangjiao has been suffering from illness these days. He is very close to death, but he can't close his eyes. It's very painful to live.So Li Fuyao wanted to reassure him.

"What is it?" the man asked

"Head."

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