Chapter 912

The fairy boat has been broken and turned into wreckage.

But those swords had no time to stop. After smashing the immortal boat, Yu Wei rushed forward. But when the sound of the sound came up, the swords stopped somewhere. Only a burst of breaking sound was heard, but these swords could not go forward any more.

The man was in front of the countless swords, but no one had seen his figure.

It was not until the swords stopped and the smoke and dust dispersed that the man's face was revealed.

The man was dressed in a purple robe, which was embroidered with some white Xiangyun middle-aged man. His hair was tied in a bun at random, and his appearance was beautiful, just like a handsome young man.

When his appearance appeared in all people's eyes, all people had a strange feeling, as if this talent was the real master of the whole world, and they all wanted to bow down and worship him.

This kind of influence, the lower the level of the monk, the more deeply affected, of course, there are exceptions, that is, the more tenacious the mind, the less affected.

The old patriarch and a group of friars all fell down from the cloud. After falling to the ground, they knelt down one after another. The old patriarch said in a loud voice: "welcome Han Tianjun!"

"Welcome Han Tianjun!"

Numerous voices were heard at the same time, and all of them were the monks at the end of the sea or above the sea. This voice was too loud for countless people to hear and fear.

Han Tianjun?!

Who didn't expect that even the old patriarch was the same. The peerless heavenly king, who was powerful in the wind and clouds and pushed nine days and ten places, came to the world with them.

And it's in the fairy boat.

Until now, he remembered that Xianzhou had been in danger several times on his way to the world, but they were all safe and sound. It was because Han Tianjun was here all the time.

The Lord of Tianzong, one of the most powerful in the world, is now in the world.

The old patriarch thought in silence that Xianzhou was Tianzong's, and most of the preparations in the early stage were undertaken by Tianzong. Even Han Lu was sent out by Tianzong. At this time, the plan to come to the world has always been Tianzong's greatest contribution, and most of the plans are made by Tianzong

Now Han Tianjun is here in person.

"Yang then failed to protect young master Han's life. Please punish him!"

If the old patriarch, who knew Han Tianjun's temperament well, didn't say this at the moment, he was afraid to go back there, which would be a disaster to destroy the family.

Han Tianjun didn't go to see him, but said plainly: "since it's a person with poor skills, he died here, and he died one on one."

When he spoke, Han Tianjun always looked at Li Fuyao.

There will certainly be people who can kill Han Lu, but even on his side, there are only a few young people of the same generation who can kill him, let alone a young man who has practiced for less than 200 years.

This man is a real genius. If his surname is Han and he has the blood of Han Tianjun, then he deserves to be the emperor of the Han family for hundreds of thousands of years.

It's a pity.

Around is Han Tianjun such a character, will feel sorry.

Before he said that fun is really fun, but now he feels it's a pity and a pity.

"Han Lu should die, you should not live, or spread it out, for fear that everyone dares to deceive my Han family's children."

Han Tianjun said that the cloud is light and the breeze is light. It is like killing an ant easily. His mood has never fluctuated. It is like saying that interesting word at the beginning.

Li Fuyao was not afraid, but reached out, and the handle of the world of mortals, which had not been disconnected, fell into his palm.

Han Tianjun said: "before you were in the cloud with Han Lu's head and asked who would die in this world. Now I'm here to answer you. I'm here to die."

Li Fuyao was holding the world of mortals, and his sword spirit slowly wrapped around his body. Looking at the so-called Han Tianjun, he grinned and said, "it depends on how much skill you have."

Han Tianjun seems to think that this sentence is really interesting. After a meal, he smiles and says, "do you think I can't kill you with only one hand?"

As one of the strongest monks in that place, Han Tianjun killed all the monks here. It was very relaxed.

It's a pity.

It's a pity.

Han Tianjun said with a smile: "in this case, how about I make a bet? You and I will fight for life and death. If you surpass me, I will be defeated this time. In the next thousand years, I promise not to let monks step here."

It is not so easy to think of such a thing as to win or lose in the first World War and to earn a thousand years of peace in the world.

It's just that the conditions, no matter what, are very attractive.

As soon as Li Fuyao was about to speak, Chao Qingqiu over there had already taken a step, "I will."

He has been accumulating strength before. At this moment, he is the person in the best condition. When he confronts Han Tianjun, he is actually the one with the greatest chance of winning in the world.

Li Fuyao and Han Lu fought hard before. At the moment, his state is absolutely not comparable to that of chaoqingqiu.

Let the autumn come, this is the best choice.

Han Tianjun said with a smile: "that doesn't matter. After killing you, you can kill him again. It's almost the same."Li Fuyao was stunned, but then he said, "I will come."

Chao Qingqiu alone to Han Tianjun, may not really have a chance to win, such words, or add him to try.

Before Han Tianjun answered, Emperor Wu came to the front. The emperor of the demon land, the Lord of the demons, said with a loud smile, "how can I be spared such a thing?"

A moment later, Liuxiang also came out. After the Sword Fairy six thousand years ago adjusted his breath, he had recovered some. "Liuxiang is not willing to join hands with others in this life, but this is an exception."

Han Tianjun looked at the four people and did not speak.

Emperor Wu, Liuxiang, chaoqingqiu and Li Fuyao are the strongest monks in the world.

Han Tianjun said with a smile, "if so, why bother?"

Just said such a word, the emperor then saw a white robed man appeared in the cloud sea in the distance.

The man looked cool, with a long sword at his waist, just like a sword immortal Ye Changting that had never appeared.

Before that, Chao Qingqiu said that the strongest swordsman in the world was won by Jianxian Liuxiang six thousand years ago. After six thousand years, there were Chao Qingqiu and Li Fuyao. After a thousand years, he should be ye Changting.

This man, who has been invincible in the river and lake, came to the world to find an answer. The answer has not been completely obtained, and naturally he has not left.

Han Tianjun laughed again, "it's really interesting."

As his voice dropped, Han Tianjun turned into five at the moment, and five Han Tianjun hovered over the sea of clouds, which meant that one was against five.

Han zongjun said that he did not take a look.

It goes without saying that the five Han Tianjun welcome the five monks on earth, and it will be a magnificent war soon.

Liu Xiang took the lead in fighting. As soon as the peerless sword immortal came out, he was the means to tear the sea of clouds. However, he soon met a purple thunder from Han Tianjun.

This thunder method is used by Han Tianjun and Han Lu, but they are two kinds of scenes. No matter how strong Han Tianjun is, Han Tianjun can't match it.

Willow lane a sword cut open the purple thunder, and then appear again is with one of Han Tianjun's body disappear together.

It should be somewhere in the cloud sea, but ordinary monks don't know where.

Then the Emperor Wu made a move. The master of Wanyao was not seriously hurt at the moment. When he made the sword, he was still powerful.

Chao Qingqiu didn't rush to move his hand. He just looked at two people and asked, "what will happen after 700 years?"

"It's impossible for him to come here. It's just a separate body. You can hold on a little longer."

The first sentence is about ye Changting. Chao Qingqiu wants to ask whether there is still 700 years left in the world at this time.

Ye Changting nodded without hesitation, "just without you."

In later historical books, it is recorded that wushanhe, the leader of the sword Pavilion, established the sword Pavilion in Qingcheng Mountain 700 years ago, and it can be pushed forward. However, there is no record of the flow of Qingqiu Liuxiang in Jianxian Dynasty.

There are many possibilities for the lost history. Maybe the people like Chao Qingqiu and Li Fuyao died in the last battle, or maybe there are other things happening.

In the second sentence, Chao Qingqiu has already seen Han Tianjun's state, and thinks that he can't be the real body. What comes to the world is just a sub body, but even if it is a sub body, it is extremely powerful.

Li Fuyao nodded and did not say much.

Ye Changting answers Chao Qingqiu's words, and has already taken out his sword, and has gone up against one of Han Tianjun.

Then there was Li Fuyao.

Finally, Chao Qingqiu, the peerless sword immortal in the world for many years.

Chao Qingqiu said with a smile: "the first half of my life I've lived for swordsmen. I'm worried about swordsmen in the world. I've been thinking about your monks and the whole world. To tell you the truth, these things are too boring and too long to bear."

Han Tianjun said with a smile: "after today, it is not necessary to work so hard."

Chao Qingqiu said: "they said that there is no name for me in the history books of later generations, and I think it's OK. If everyone in the world knows that I spent my whole life in this way, it's not interesting."

"But since I can lift this sword, I can protect this world."

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The five Han Tianjun and the five strongest friars in the world did not enter the sea of clouds. It was the final decisive battle. The old patriarch took those monks from tianwai with them, and the war broke out again.

Before Han Tianjun appeared, all the monks on earth were standing on the Lingshan mountain at the moment. Looking at those monks, Su ye, who had been seriously injured, looked at this scene and said with a smile, "who says that scholars can only read in the future, please remember to slap him."

Several people were smiling.

Liang Yi, who was also seriously injured, said with a smile: "among the three religions, we are still the best."

In the previous war, the Confucianists Zhou Fuzi and Zhang Sheng had already died in the war, and several saints died on the Taoist side.As for the field work, Lin Hongzhu broke his arm, Chen Jiu was dead, and his highness king of Chu had already died.

And sword immortals, no one has died.

However, although the sword immortals in this world are strong, they are probably only a few people.

Li changgu's bitter day is over. The Sword Fairy holds half of his sword and thinks about the past carefully. Finally, he stays in front of a woman's bed for a moment and then smiles.

He had no regrets in his life. Even if he had been trapped in the pick Star Building for 80 years, he did not feel anything. The only thing was that he did not marry that woman.

Wu Shanhe, the leader of Jianshan, had no sword. His sword was thrown out by him to destroy the immortal boat. Later, it was broken. After that, it became powder.

With such a magnificent name, that sword is also a very proud sword. It is not willing to exist in the world as a incomplete body.

Sword immortals without swords usually don't live long.

Wu Shanhe had no idea. He just remembered that many years ago, when his ancestor was not so old, he asked him to go to the sword washing pool to find a sword. After thinking about it, he went to have a look, and then he chose the sword called Shanhe. At that time, his ancestor looked very happy. He even said with a smile, "wushanhe and Shanhe sword are very good."

Since then, he has been carrying this sword. He has been with him since he was a boy and has become a master of Jianshan and a sword immortal.

This is what should belong to him, and he should cherish it most.

It's a pity.

Wu Shanhe looked at the monks who had already rushed in front of him. He also remembered that many years ago, the boy named Li Fuyao climbed the mountain for the first time. He actually watched him from a distance. At that time, no matter whether he could climb Jianshan or not, he was already his younger martial brother, but he still wanted him to climb Jianshan mountain.

Later, he went down the mountain twice. Once he looked at it, the other time he didn't.

The time he watched was that the boy named Li Fuyao ascended Jianshan for the first time, but he failed to climb it. Finally, he took a look at it. The old ancestor Xu Ji gave his lantern to the boy and let him go down the mountain himself. At that time, Wu Shanhe was hiding in the dark, looking at the aggrieved young man. He didn't make a sound, but just watched silently.

At that time, he thought that his younger brother should be protected by his elder brother.

But how can I go against my ancestors?

Without seeing him go down the mountain, Wu Shanhe put the gourd and sword order in front of the young man and let him choose by himself.

At that time, he thought that if he really chose the sword order, he would still be able to give up the position of master of Jianshan.

But in his heart, what he thought was Li Fuyao's choice of the gourd.

That night, he knew that his younger brother would be very sad and aggrieved, but he didn't go to see it or take care of it.

He thought he was right.

Actually, it's all wrong.

He stretched out his hand to hold down the sword order on his waist and said with a smile, "if I die, you don't come here and die. Take a good look at Jianshan. It's left by my ancestors Our. "

After saying this sentence, Wu Shanhe said with a smile: "the mountain river event, Jianshan first!"

This war, which has been doomed to die more people, has begun.

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deep in the sea of clouds, Liuxiang was hit in the chest by a purple thunder, which made the sword immortal who had already been seriously injured suffer a lot. He steadied himself, looked at Han Tianjun in front of him, and then said with a smile: "I have never been defeated in Liuxiang in my life."

Han Tianjun also said with a smile: "this gentleman is also."

Only after smiling, his face was not as good as before, because the next sword handed out in the willow lane was not stronger than the previous one, but more tragic.

He used man-made sword. The last sword was doomed to burn both jade and stone.

If the real Han Tianjun, not to mention a willow lane, is a hundred willow alleys are not enemies, but this Han Tianjun is not only not the real body, but also one of the five parts of a body.

Then at the moment, he can fight to death in the willow lane, and he can also kill.

Liu Xiang laughed and said in a loud voice, "I'm still the first in Liuxiang!"

The sword hit Han Tianjun, and the sky fell apart and burned with jade and stone!

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the five Han Tianjun are one person. One of them died of separation. The other four Han Tianjun can also feel it, so the four Han Tianjun are slightly lost in their minds.

Emperor Wu saw the opportunity and cut it out with a knife, and the black Dao Qi reappeared.

Han Tianjun zilei splits those black Sabre Qi. His hands are printed, and the whole person shows his master style. Although he is only a part of himself, he is Han Tianjun after all.

However, Emperor Wu did not care about anything at the moment. At the same time, the purple thunder roared, and his second knife was also waved out. This time, it was no longer as black as ink, but as the color of flame.

When the knife is wielded, there is even a sound of Phoenix singing immediately. In the cloud sea, two phoenix slowly ascend to the sky.One of them is the queen.

What about the other one?

Emperor Wu said softly, "I said that I would look at the demon land and would not tolerate outsiders trampling on it."

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After two Phoenix, there will be three sword Qi almost at the same time, one is white, the other two are cyan.

Then there are three Sword Fairy almost at the same time, mouth only a word to kill.

"Kill."

In the next half an hour, the sky over the whole Buddha land was like purgatory on earth. There were purple thunder and several sword Qi entangled, and then two phoenix wandered slowly in the sky.

Under those visions, the war between the earthly friars and the tianwai friars came to an end.

Wushanhe, the leader of Jianshan, died in battle.

Sword immortal Li changgu, died in battle.

Su ye, the leader of the school, died in battle.

Liang Yi, the sage of Taoism, died in battle.

Demon soil big demon green emperor, die in battle.

Zen son, die in battle.

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Many familiar names are leaving.

There are also many monks who ascend the tower, the spring and autumn monks, and even the morning and evening monks.

The high-end combat power on this side of the world is not enough, but there are so many friars who are not afraid of death, and they have turned this war into a complete balance of power.

However, they all know that the final winner or loser is Han Tianjun and Chao Qingqiu.

At the same time, the human world is changing, and a ravine is emerging, which is caused by the friars' War. Six thousand years ago, the war between the Terran and the demon clan has already caused problems in the whole world. Now, this one is even more serious, and naturally there will be an accident.

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At tianwai monk's side, he was almost dead, and only the old patriarch was left.

On this side of the world, there is almost no sea where friars can fight.

Ye Sheng came back from the deep sea of clouds. This Taoist sect leader was injured before, but he has not died.

Ye Shengge white skirt dyed with blood appeared on the side of Ye Sheng's body.

Ye Sheng said with a smile, "wait for me."

Ye Shengge looked at him and did not speak.

Ye Sheng said with a smile: "as a father, how can you let your daughter into danger? The last one is to let him be the father."

Ye Shengge just called out his father, but the meaning is very clear, no way.

She can't help Li Fuyao over there, but here she can.

Ye Sheng didn't insist on it. This time, it was the first time that two sages of Taoism went forward at the same time, and of course, it was the first time that two fathers and daughters fought side by side.

The remaining friars looked up at the final battle, some with tears in their eyes and some with no expression.

Enough people have died in this war.

The number of monks in the world is almost ten but not nine.

The old patriarch laughed miserably, "come on!"

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About an hour later, the old patriarch hit Ye Sheng in the chest, and then the golden silk thread of Ye Shengge pierced the old patriarch's chest.

Blood spilled on the world.

Above the sea of clouds, the vision subsided.

The purple sky thunder is less and less, and the sword Qi gradually dissipates.

Ye Sheng stands in the cloud, looks at Ye Sheng song, smiles and turns into golden light grains.

Ye Shengge has tears in his eyes, but he still looks up to the sea of clouds.

Ye Sheng has left and Liang has left. What about the remaining one?

Never leave.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the thunder was gone and the sword spirit was gone.

Everything slowly calmed down.

Chaoqing Qiuye Pavilion came out from the sea of clouds.

Emperor Wu's robe was revealed.

What about Liuxiang?

What about Li Fuyao?

Ye Shengge has begun to shed tears from the corners of her eyes. She doesn't know when she fell in love with that person and how long she can be with him.

But she didn't think that the day they separated would be very hard.

It's better to come later that day. Why now?

Ye Shengge is full of tears.

"Li Fuyao!"

She was hoarse.

A young man rolled out of the sea of clouds and landed on her back. Then he said, "yes."

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