Chapter 402: Unintentional

The seven swords were placed in front of the seven saber monks.
The young man put his hands around his chest, and said with a smile: "If you are interested, take them away. It's just that you don't take it away. It's up to you to hold it."
The middle-aged monk in the lead just looked away from those swords for a moment, and then a few beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. The sword energy leaked by the young man opening the sword case was enough to shock them. .
Let's talk more about this sword master.
Although they are wild repairs and have not yet embarked on the swordsman's road, they actually know a lot about the swordsman's lineage, but they are scared that this swordsman is not always a sword in his hand. , When did there be such one more person, one with a seven-handed sword?
Moreover, it seems that these seven-handed swords are not ordinary grades. Where does this freak come from?
It's just that they can't tolerate them to talk and think. The current situation requires them to make a choice immediately.
"Master Sword Immortal, it's a big guy who doesn't know Taishan. For the sake of practicing swordsmanship, he took ours as a fart and let it go?"
The middle-aged monk did not speak, but soon others opened their mouths, and the words were full of flattery.
The young man smiled and said: "There is no problem, but you guys, don't try to take it away. If there is a sword to follow you, I will give it to you."
Young people's voice is slow, but it really seems to be good for them.
Several saber monks looked at each other. They wanted a good sword in their bodies. They had to be capable. This young man was much higher than them when he saw that he wanted to use his sword. easy.
It's dead, bring the sword, and have a fart.
No fart.
The young man smiled and looked at the cold-looking middle-aged man, and said, "Don't try?"
The latter remained silent.
After stalemate for a while, he strode out and reached out to catch Qingsi.
He can grasp any other sword, but this one is the only one.
Can he catch it?
The Qingsi sword has the sword intent of Chao Qingqiu. Even if it has to be completely unsheathed to show its vigor, it is something left by a sword fairy after all. He is such a low-level monk who reaches out to grab this sword. court death?
Sure enough, after a while, Qingsijian's sword intent was overwhelming, and a sharp sword aura quickly penetrated his body.
He fell slowly and couldn't say a word.
This situation shocked the rest of the monks, and soon fell to the ground.
Except for Li Fuyao who can have so many swords, this young man really can't be someone else.
Li Fuyao returned the sword to the sword box, glanced at the body of the middle-aged monk, and said with some pity: "Since he found a way for you to survive, you are considered lucky."
According to Li Fuyao's realm, he naturally knew that when he picked up Qingsi, the middle-aged monk poured a ray of sword aura into it imperceptibly. How could his sword aura be compared with Chao Qingqiu, so the sword aura met once. By the time Chao Qingqiu's sword intent, it really triggered the rest of the matter completely, and the sword intent was overwhelming and directly plundered him.
It's just why he wanted to do this, probably because he could see that Li Fuyao asked them to choose the sword, in fact, to let them die again.
As the eldest brother, he found a way to survive for several brothers, and he didn't think it was a problem.
Li Fuyao could see it too, so he didn't say anything. A few wild cultivators were originally insignificant, and there was no need to kill them.
Having said this, Li Fuyao turned into a green rainbow and soared into the sky.
Back to Flying Fish City in a flash.
At the wine stall at the gate of the city, after Li Fuyao took a seat, he took the wine and drank himself.
The old monk was horrified and lost at first, and then smiled all over his face, "The son has gone and returned, but what's the big deal?"
Li Fu waved his hand and smiled: "It's not a big deal. I just want to tell the old man one thing. The old man is good in doing business. Why is life so bad? Those women really want to be taken advantage of by others. Exercises?"
The old monk had seen Li Fuyao's imperial sword's methods, and he really knew that this was not a sword practicer, but a genuine swordsman, plus the two ascending swords that have been spreading in the demon world. Shizhi said, now that he encounters a swordsman, he dare not take it lightly.
The old monk whispered: "The son, don't be angry. The few women were sold by their parents after receiving the money. It is by no means an unscrupulous thing done by the old man. If no one sells a girl, the old man will have a hundred courage. I dare not do this kind of thing."
After saying this, the well-founded old monk really wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, and saw that the young man who was very good at speaking before had a sword out of its sheath in an instant, cutting the entire street of Flying Fish City into a crack.
"It sounds reasonable, and it makes sense to say it, but if it is so reasonable, I don't think there is any reason at all. I don't care so much. Anyway, I want to play a sword today. If anyone doesn't want it, stand up and stop me!"
This young man who seemed to have eaten a firecracker was standing on the street of Feiyu City, looking at the monks in the city, lightly or darkly, with a calm expression.
Then what happened should be the most important thing that should be recorded in the history books from the founding of Feiyu City. The swordsman who did not know the realm was in Feiyu City that day, and he used his sword twelve times to cut back from Feiyu Sect. That suzerain.
You know that Sect Master is said to be the second place in Feiyu City.
The matter is not over yet, Wu Muyun, the culprit who harvests Yang and nourishes Yin, was cut off by Li Fuyao with a sword. In fact, if someone with a heart looks at it, he will know where the limbs are actually, even the fifth limb.
Then the young man stood in the city, and as long as someone tried to rescue Wu Muyun, he was beheaded by one of his swords, leaving no room for it.
Until the killer dared to speak out, no one dared to be nosy.
It was Wu Wu and Wu Muyun's relatives who made the shot personally, and turned out to be his own brother.
With hatred in Wu Wu's eyes, he watched Li Fuyao clasp his fist and said, "I don't know who your Excellency is, can you report your name? I, Wu Wu, will come to seek justice one day!"
Li Fuyao was a little surprised, "Just like him, is there justice at all?"
Wu Wu remained silent.
Let Li Fuyao ridicule.
Li Fuyao looked at Wu Wu and said, "I, the name should be known to some people. The Demon Land that came a few days ago is about to leave the Demon Land. My name is Li Fuyao."
Li Fuyao, these three words seem to be more scary than his sword.
The name of this young man has been circulated a few days ago, and it is even louder than the names of some big demons.
Shoot down several young Tianjiao at the head of Qingtian City, and then lead Chao Qingqiu to sit and chat with him at the head of the city. Can this kind of honor be obtained by ordinary people?
Besides, this has caused several young Tianjiao to lose in Qingtian City. Could it be someone they can afford?
Wu Wu didn't speak, the expression in his eyes dimmed.
Li Fuyao didn't care about what these people thought. He had a sigh in his heart, he couldn't express himself, but if his sigh was relieved, it would attract a group of people.
Therefore, after revealing his majesty, Li Fuyao immediately left with his sword.
This time, after thousands of miles, he stopped exhausted.
Li Fuyao, who became more proficient in his sword, lay on the sword in the tall building, with a relaxed expression, and muttered: "The closer this is to the mountains and rivers, the more unreliable in my heart, do I have to wield this sword?"
At the end of the imperial sword, Li Fuyao, who left Feiyu City, hung his two swords again. Finally, one day afterwards, he ran into a demon cultivator of the ascending stairs. After that, there was absolutely no nonsense, and the huge palm was quickly pressed down.
The majestic air machine is like a nine-day galaxy, unparalleled in power.
The climb under the sea is really invincible in the world when the sea is not out.
The majestic air machine arrived instantly.
Li Fuyao did not hesitate at all. It was different from before. The blue silk was completely unsheathed this time, and the sword intent towards Qingqiu was completely released. Li Fuyao held the green silk tightly and swung it towards the demon cultivator who climbed the stairs. Shocking sword.
Countless majestic and unmatched sword auras swept across the entire mountain forest, and finally penetrated the body of the demon repairman who climbed the stairs.
The power of a sword is so.
With a sword swung, Li Fuyao was exhausted.
Chao Qingqiu's sword is certainly powerful, but a sword, after all, was lent to Li Fuyao by Chao Qingqiu, and if you want to swing it, you have to pay a price.
For example, in an instant, the sword energy in the spiritual palace was emptied.
Chao Qingqiu's sword of the strongest in the world, Li Fuyao was naturally not lucky to be able to hold it in his hand, but this sword can be cut upstairs, it is not bad.
Li Fuyao's face was pale, and his body was trembling constantly. The Demon Pill of the Demon Cultivation Stage was not far away, but Li Fuyao was unlikely to walk over and take it into his hand.
With the power of a sword, the demon cultivators in a radius of thousands of miles almost absconded, for fear that the swordsman would attack them with the next sword, but the next moment, another climber came here.
The same blood is like Yuan.
The middle-aged man with an indifferent expression stood opposite Li Fuyao and sneered: "A Taiqing can let me go with you for so many days, it is not bad, even if it is dead, it can be said that there is no waste. Up."
Li Fuyao held Qingsi tightly and bit his lip.
At this moment, there is absolutely no possibility of another sword.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand at will, about to crush Li Fuyao's head.
But in an instant there was a sword qi coming from a distance.
Instantly tore through the earth.
Li Fuyao looked intently, and a woman stood holding a sword in the distance.
Heroic and brave, Li Fuyao had a brief loss of consciousness, as if in a trance, it seemed as if he had met his uncle Xie Lu.
That heroic female swordsman said that he was his real master.
But Shishu Xie Lu has long since passed away, who is this female swordsman?
The female swordsman stood with his sword in his arms and watched the person climbing the stairs with a cold tone, "Die or roll."
Before the war, who can have such a momentum, besides the swordsman, who else.
The middle-aged man looked at the climbing swordsman who had been circulating in the demon land, and sneered: "Let's see if I can do it!"
In his tone, he was quite confident.
The woman didn't talk too much nonsense. Since she didn't go out, she wanted to die.
In an instant, a sword aura was born.
The sword spirit is like a rainbow, vast and mighty.
The sword climbed upstairs was worse than the sword Zhao Qingqiu before.
It's not that Chao Qingqiu's sword is inferior to this sword, but Li Fuyao was the one who used the sword before. Even if Chao Qingqiu's sword is intent, it can't be said that it has the magical meaning of going upstairs.
No good, even if you can kill one of them instantly, what about?
In a real fight, it is not the opponent of this woman.
The violent sword energy tore through dozens of trees.
The person who climbed upstairs looked at this sword, his face a little pale.
No one had thought that this woman's sword was so uncomfortable.
Sword Qi swept away countless trees, rolling up countless sands.
The woman lifted the sword and swept away, her figure floating in the air, looking extremely light.
In fact, a climber who is determined to kill someone will definitely not have any fancy tricks.
Besides, this one is still a swordsman.
The woman's sword flew in the air, and a white sword light was born. In an instant, a sword fell on the middle-aged man. After a while, the woman swept back with the sword, frowning and swung a sword at a certain place.
It turned out that the man was just a phantom before he went upstairs, the real he did not know when he appeared beside the woman.
The woman wielded a sword with a sword, full of sword energy.
The space between the earth and the world was filled with sword energy soon.
The sword aura surrounding the middle-aged man was like a sword aura cage.
It's just that the sword qi cage of others is to trap the opponent, but after the formation of the sword qi cage, the woman's sword qi cage instantly oppresses away, like countless swords, simultaneously slashing at the middle-aged man.
Murderous.
After the middle-aged man resisted these swords with his physique ascending the stairs, he stood up abruptly and opened his face.
A figure of several meters high was born.
The huge Faxiang broke the visible invisible sword energy on the side.
The woman hovered in the air, and a huge sword gang appeared behind her.
Jian Gang instantly pressed over.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind the woman, and a knife was inserted into the atrium of the woman's body.
With a pop.
The sound of flesh and blood being penetrated.
But the hand knife penetrated the body without seeing the heart.
"You turned out to be the right person?!"
After a while, he again pierced the woman's left chest with a knife.
No heart is seen again.
The woman turned her head indifferently.
"Die!"
The majestic sword aura accumulates in the sword body.
That long sword instantly felt like a rainbow.
The full-strength sword of climbing the stairs is amazing!
Instantly penetrated the middle-aged man's body.
The majestic sword energy instantly shattered his internal organs.
The killing power is amazing.