Chapter 622: The world is a bet

Whether Senior Chen is a good master, Li Fuyao has a great say, this senior Chen's big disciple, but he has experienced how Senior Chen teaches his apprentice.
Old Jianxiu was drinking, but when he heard such a sentence, he vomited a lot on the spot. He looked at this young man with the sword box on his back, a little unbelievable.
Senior disciple of Chen.
Senior Chen only had two disciples, and the most famous one was naturally the big disciple Li Fuyao of Senior Chen.
Li Fuyao took a sip of wine, did not look at Old Jianxiu's expression, and said boringly, "If what the senior said is true, what I said is true."
Sometimes the truth in this world is clearly distinguished, but more often, the distinction is not clear.
Old Jianxiu turned his head and looked at Li Fuyao, watching his dress, and soon his expression began to change.
Quite a few people in the world already know what kind of dress Fuyao the swordsman who shakes the sky in the world is like.
He carried the sword box on his back with a sword hanging from his waist.
"Li Qian..."
The old swordsman looked at Li Fuyao and stopped talking.
Li Fuyao smiled slightly, "If what the predecessors said is true, then that child is my junior and I will naturally take care of him."
"Furthermore, since you are on Jianshan Mountain, the seniors on the mountain will never look at it. Seniors can rest assured."
After saying these words, Li Fu shook his head and looked at the clouds, where sword light appeared continuously, and golden light was even more spilled.
The battle between the two Canghai cultivators cannot be divided in a short period of time. According to this trend, at least it will continue for a long time, but unlike before, the sword lord is no longer bound by chains, and without the sword intent of Xinfen. He is now a true sword fairy of the sea, and he should not be let down when facing Chen Sheng.
Even with the swordsman's killing power, it might be even better.
Li Fuyao sighed, "I don't know how many monks like Jianjun in the world, after thousands of years, have not disappeared in the long river of history, but hibernated in a certain place and reappeared in front of the world. "
Moreover, what Li Fuyao saw was not just an example.
Isn’t that the same for the Sage of Yanhe back then?
Li Fuyao felt a little worried, but more confused.
Sword immortals like Jianjun can still be explained by being trapped by Xin Fen. If there are other Canghai monks alive but not appearing in the world, then what are they for?
Li Fuyao faintly felt that the matter was not simple.
Old Jianxiu didn't know that Lord Jian was a monk from the sea before, and he was shocked when he heard Li Fuyao's words.
When are there so many sword immortals in this world?
Li Fuyao stood up and said meaningfully: "It's not that simple."
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Above the clouds, the two cultivators of the Canghai Sea made their best effort, and in front of Sword Sovereign, the ravines that appeared in the sea of ​​clouds crisscrossed them, like someone cut out with a sword.
This was indeed also cut by Sword Master with a sword.
And that Chen Sheng stood at the end of the ravine and looked at the Sword Sovereign from a distance. The golden light surrounding him was surrounded by constant birth and death, which seemed to have a very holy meaning.
Whether it is Jianguang or Jinguang, it seems that no one can do anything.
Sword Lord has been trapped for thousands of years, and his realm is naturally not as good as it was in the past, but he is also an extremely powerful sword fairy in the sea, strong enough to rank among the top three swordsmen in the world.
But that's it, Sword Master is facing this
When the Taoist saints still can't get the upper hand.
It's just evenly divided.
Chen Sheng said indifferently, "Today's battle is destined to be no winner or loser. You and I might as well give up."
Jianjun raised his sword forward and responded with a sword light.
Chen Sheng had a murderous intent on him before and used a talisman to suppress it. Now that he is out of trouble, it is absolutely impossible to shake hands with Chen Sheng.
Sword Lord has his own pride.
Chen Sheng frowned slightly, but did not speak any more. In the previous fight, he had already seen that although Sword Master was strong, he could not pose any threat to his life.
The majestic sword intent continues to rise and fall in the clouds.
Jianjun said: "In my whole life, except for Xin Fen, I have never been defeated."
"Today there must be a victory or defeat."
Hearing these words, Chen Sheng's expression became ugly. Why is it difficult for the Canghai monk to die? It is because it must be the Canghai monk who can kill the Canghai monk, and most of the Canghai monks have a common problem, that is, fear of death.
Since he is afraid of death, it is naturally impossible to fight for his life.
Therefore, Chen Sheng is not afraid of other saints, but most afraid of the fighting monks.
People who give birth to death are the most terrible.
Lord Jian did not give birth to death. But he is very confident in himself. Also very concerned about this victory. Therefore, the situation facing Chen Sheng will be very difficult. This is not a battle between the seas or between. It is a battle of life and death. Perhaps in the end, only one person can walk out of this battlefield. This is the ending Chen Sheng does not want to see. Back in the clouds of Luoyang City, why did he only appear last because he was afraid of Chaoqingqiu. Afraid of his sword. And the person to kill on his sword.
Life and death are important matters.
Death is even more unacceptable.
Sword Lord looked at the distance of the cloud, the sword light fell somewhere, and then exploded a sea of ​​clouds, where the golden light spread out, revealing the corners of Chen Sheng's clothes.
After a while, another ray of sword light fell on the corner of the garment, and then cut off the corner of the garment. After the corner of the garment left Chen Sheng's clothes in the clouds, it turned into a golden armored and walked towards Sword Sovereign. The golden light is among the golden armor gods.
The golden armor man ran on the clouds and shook the sea of ​​clouds, but after a while, a sword light fell on his body. In just an instant, the sword light slashed its body, and a large piece of golden light splashed down the cloud. A weird scene, looking extremely weird.
The night sky was illuminated by golden light.
A large swath of golden light spilled.
Sword Sovereign's sword has been sheathed. Of course, it is not Sword Sovereign's intention to stop, but Sword Sovereign is thinking about accumulating power again in order to cut out a shocking sword later.
Instead of boring out hundreds of swords, thousands of swords, it is better to accumulate momentum at the end, and one sword will determine the outcome.
Under a sword, only one person can walk out of the sea of ​​clouds.
Chen Sheng became more and more disturbed.
He stared at Sword Sovereign, the aura of the whole person had already reached the highest peak.
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It rained again in Luoyang City.
A man came to Luoyang City again.
Luoyang City's sword energy is a bit more.
Ye Changting came to Luoyang City before it started to rain. When he walked to a yard somewhere, the rain began to fall.
Standing under the eaves, watching the majestic rain, Ye Changting straightened up, and then squeezed Chao Qingqiu's face.
Chao Qingqiu's expression remained unchanged, just looking into the distance.
"You should know."
"What should I know?"
The conversation begins now.
Ye Changting looked at the rain curtain and said, "There is a sword intent in the distance, not Liu Xiang."
The reason why he mentioned Liuxiang was to tell Chao Qingqiu what he was talking about, and why he had to say so clearly, because Chao Qingqiu is not the same Chao Qingqiu now.
Chao Qingqiu nodded, "There are always many things in the world that you don't even know, or even you don't know. What's so strange?"
Ye Changting said: "Maybe even Liu Xiang is not his opponent."
After Ye Changting felt the sword intent in Xiaoyuan City, he could naturally feel the strength and weakness.
Speaking of Liu Xiang, Chao Qingqiu said indifferently: "He was born with deficiencies, and naturally it would be difficult for him to go to the end. If it were Liu Xiang six thousand years ago, I might not have been able to win easily."
In the words, there are already other meanings.
Chao Qingqiu asked, "What did you encounter when you went to Demon Land?"
Ye Changting was so close to him, and he was somewhat unwilling to hide his fatigue, he could naturally see Ye Changting's current state, knowing that Ye Changting had only experienced a great battle.
Ye Changting said lightly: "Fight with a big demon and almost died."
Who almost died, was it Ye Changting or the big demon?
Chao Qingqiu didn't ask much, but his expression was very calm.
Ye Changting patted Chao Qingqiu on the head.
Chao Qingqiu raised his head, "Swordsmen were not easy for six thousand years ago. Now this world is not a matter of the swordsman's line. Today, a sword fairy appears, and tomorrow, a Taoist saint may appear. In the world, it is not what we see after all."
"I have always said that this world is not good, but now I can't figure out what is good in the world that I have obtained."
Chao Qingqiu watched the heavy rain, "The things in the mountains, let the people in the mountains solve them."
This sentence is a little bit dull.
But Ye Changting's eyes widened, "How do you know I'm going to talk about this."
"Meng Jin's return to the mountain is just a small trick of the Taoist sect. Even if the two little guys are not real enough, naturally there will be a climbing swordsman. As for how to deal with it, I don't need to worry about Wu Shanhe's temperament. Lead by the nose."
A smile appeared on Chao Qingqiu's face, "This situation is interesting to everyone."
Ye Changting slapped Chao Qingqiu's head and asked, "Do you want to be the kind of guy who plays with the situation?"
Chao Qingqiu walked a few steps to the side in silence. Then he said: "I don't have this skill."
Chao Qingqiu thoughtfully said: "Heaven and earth is a big game of chess. I was standing on the chessboard and playing games with other saints. Now the saints are no longer qualified. This is a big game of chess. Can I stand on the river bank? I’m not sure about playing chess with that person on the side."
Ye Changting frowned and said, "Is the person playing chess with you a fairy from the outside world?"
Immortals have always been the most spoken word by Chao Qingqiu these days.
Chao Qingqiu thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's not bad to say that."
"It's just not very accurate."
Ye Changting subconsciously wanted to touch Chao Qingqiu's head, but he was left blank.
He asked, "So what is the bet?"
Gamblers have a stake.
There are also chess players.
This is normal.
"It's this world, or there are other things."
"It's the world."
Chao Qingqiu looked at the world, terribly calm.