Chapter 836

Today's Qingtian city is fragmented.

But in fact, the most serious thing is not that the city is about to break down, but the Chongguang demon king who has lost his head and another demon king who has lost his life.

The long street was silent, and only Li Fuyao could be heard breathing heavily.

This young man in green shirt has collected all his sword Qi into his body. Everyone can see that the Sword Fairy is at the end of his tether, but the living demons have not made any moves.

Old ancestor Bifang didn't want to come. If it wasn't for the order of the demon ancestor, he would not have been here. As for the demon king of Fengquan and the only remaining demon king of Pingnan.

Fengquan demon king has been able to stand in the demon land for so many years. In addition to his high level, he is really good at judging the situation.

Now Li Fuyao is like this, although it is impossible to really kill the four sides, but still a word, before he falls down, probably rate will take another big demon.

As for whether the great demon is his Fengquan or Pingnan, or the ancestor Bifang, it is not clear.

It's just that things can't go on like this. If something happens later, it's hard to say.

Among the three, Bi Fang Laozu was the least injured, but he could never come out at this moment, so the remaining two, Fengquan demon Jun and Pingnan demon Jun, were thinking about it.

Fengquan demon Jun laughed and walked out a step. He said with a smile: "the elder fought qingtianjun fiercely before. He was injured too much, so he would have a rest."

Pingnan glanced at him, put aside the past for the wind spring demon Jun contempt, the first time so seriously looking at him.

"Feng Quan, he may not be able to kill you."

Pingnan demon Jun looked at the wind spring and saw him off.

Fengquan looked at the demon Li in the distance and began to stride forward.

The majestic spirit starts at the end of the long street.

Li Fuyao, who saw this scene, stood up slowly. The red dust was slowly pulled out of the long street. He reached out to wipe the blood and tears in his eyes, then tore off a piece of clothes and tied his hair.

Blood flowed slowly down the back of his head to his back, and then spread to the earth.

Li Fu shakes the horizontal sword in front of his chest. He remembers that his martial uncle Liu Yibai made many wooden swords for him when he practiced sword. Later, he sent him a sword box. Although the world is big, I only have one sword.

It's just that Li Fuyao practiced sword only for revenge a few years ago. He was not a real swordsman, nor was he free and easy. After walking so far, he felt like a real swordsman.

Until later.

People always go forward step by step, but no one knows where the end will be.

Maybe today.

Looking at the demon king of Fengquan in front of him, Li Fuyao took a step forward. All his swordsmanship is in this sword.

Although the world is big, it is only a sword.

The snow-white sword light flashed across the long street, but it failed to fall on the demon king of Fengquan.

The sword light from the long street, but is facing the demon Li handed out a sword.

That sword has the power of the sea, so that the demon Li was caught off guard, in a panic, can only retreat.

The majestic evil spirit disperses, blocks a wind and snow, but is only for a time, can't a lifetime.

This retreat, can only let go of the green locust.

Li Fuyao hugs Qinghuai, but he is hit in the back by Fengquan, and the whole person falls forward.

Spit out a big mouthful of blood on the ground.

Dyed red snow, demon Li in the distance, there is also a majestic spirit hit Li Fuyao.

It seems that Li Fuyao has no threat at all.

The bloody face, which had not been

for a long time, only had a bloody face, facing the green locust like this.

Li Fuyao looked at her and tried to wipe the bloody hands on her clothes. However, he remembered that his clothes were also full of blood. Finally, he could only wipe them in the snow on the long street. Then he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Qinghuai's eyes.

Looking at the girl he liked in front of him, Li Fuyao said bitterly: "at first, I thought that after practicing sword, you would not be bullied, but later I found that it was just a fantasy. So I thought that if I became a sword immortal, I should be OK. Look, now, I still can't do it."

When he said this, I don't know why. Li Fuyao felt that he was extremely aggrieved. This feeling was like the feeling when he ascended Jianshan mountain but failed to become a disciple of Jianshan mountain. His ancestors gave him a lantern and let him go down the mountain alone.

At that time, he also felt aggrieved. He felt that he could not become a disciple of Jianshan. In the future, he would not be able to fulfill what he had said before.

At that time, he comforted himself that there was still a chance.

What about this time?

What can we say and do?

Qinghuai swallowed the blood in her mouth and said with a smile, "it's actually very good. I was worried that I couldn't accompany you for a lifetime. You are a sword immortal. You can live for a long time. Now, we will walk like this for a lifetime. In fact, it's very good."

This is originally a comforting word, but it sounds like it can only be described in four words: sincere.Maybe it's because it's really sincere.

Li Fuyao said with a wry smile, "it's just that I died like this. I'm sorry for many people."

Green locust nods, agree with such saying.

Life between heaven and earth, naturally there will be a lot of Sorry people, but Li Fuyao Sorry people, will be more important.

Li Fuyao lies on the body of Qinghuai, feeling that he is gradually powerless. There is no way of death comparable to dying with the girl he likes.

Consciousness gradually blurred, Li Fuyao suddenly appeared in front of many people.

There was a woman in grey cloth clothes and holding a sword. Standing in front of a broken temple, she looked at him and said contemptuously, "Li Fuyao, what's the matter? Is he dying so soon? Have you become the most invincible sword immortal in the world

With these words, the woman turned and left without stopping for a moment.

Then there was a man in blue, with the scabbless sword and wild grass hanging around his waist. With a wine gourd in one hand, he raised his head to drink wine. Then he said with a smile, "Li Fuyao, you can die, but if you die like this, you are not romantic at all."

With these words, he disappeared.

Then there was the middle-aged man with a short sword. He stood in front of Li Fuyao, just looked at him and said nothing.

After smiling, there is no trace.

After these three.

A white robed Chao FengChen appeared. He raised his finger to the distance and said with a smile, "Li Fuyao, how many mountains and rivers have you seen? If these places are trampled on by outsiders one day, shouldn't you step forward? I want to go now. What can I do so fast? "

Li Fuyao wanted to reply, but without waiting for him to speak, the dust of Chao disappeared.

Next up in front of him is a woman.

The woman stood in front of the window of a bamboo building and kept looking out of the window. After a long time, she turned her head and saw Li Fuyao, laughing and shouting, "master."

As soon as the picture turns, an old man appears. He is sitting on the Jianshan mountain and lying in the arms of the old man, silent.

This old man is not his ancestor. Who can he be?

He looked up at Li Fuyao and said with a soft smile, "Xiao Fuyao, if you're tired, just have a rest."

The old ancestor looks very kind.

Li Fuyao murmured, "ancestor."

The old ancestor Xu Ji said with a smile: "revitalizing swordsmen is a great God, and protecting the world is also an important thing. If you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't feel sorry for anyone."

In the end, Li Fuyao was just a child in the eyes of his ancestor Xu Ji.

He could have given the sword mountain to wushanhe in order to let Li Fuyao have no burden. Now naturally, he won't blame this little guy.

Li Fuyao is very self reproach at the moment.

Xu Ji is one of the best people to treat him.

He didn't feel as he wanted him to be.

He's guilty.

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand tremblingly, but the figure of the old ancestor had disappeared.

After that, a white skirt woman appeared.

With a lot of peach blossom.

This is autumn. Where do you get peach blossom?

Li Fuyao thinks that it's just wishful thinking.

The white dress woman stood in front of him, and did not say a word at the beginning. Then she said softly, "I didn't think you would die like this."

Li Fuyao thought, in fact, he did not think that he would die like this.

But now, I can't help it.

Demon Li such a prosperous demon is still there, there are two big demons and three big demons covetously.

What can he do?

"I seem to be really useless."

Li Fu shakes like a mosquito. I don't know who can hear it.

But the woman in the white dress heard it, and she whispered, "you're very good, Li Fuyao."

"Don't rush to death."

Li Fuyao laughed and said goodbye in silence.

But just a moment later, he heard a voice.

……

……

"This man's name is Li Fuyao. He can be injured or killed, but he can only be injured and killed in my hands. No one else can do it!"

"The man I like, who moves, who dies!"

The sound is too loud, the sound shakes the world!

Let the flying snow be a meal.

When the last sentence came out, it had made all the people present have a deep chill.

The woman who is famous for her blood and talent looks at the demon Li with cold eyes and does not hide her killing intention.

That year, when she was in Qiufeng Town, Li Fuyao asked her what she liked besides her practice.

She said peach blossom.

Then Li Fuyao said, "no?"She said there were.

What else? She didn't say before.

Now she told the world.

She also likes Li Fuyao.

This is her Tao, the indispensable man in life, whose importance is far more than Liang Yi and Ye Sheng.

She said that this time you are looking for the woman you like, so I won't help you.

When you come to the woman you like, I don't stop or help.

But what if you die here?

I won't be happy.

So I came.

From chenxieshan to Qingtian City, it is more than ten thousand miles?

The distance between me and you is more than ten thousand miles.

Still.

Close at hand.

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