Chapter 815: The man in a white robe

Many years ago, there was a teenager in the courtyard of a small town. When a middle-aged man with a shaggy face asked if he wanted to learn swords, he hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded.
Many years later, that unshaven, middle-aged man walked to the heights of kendo and became a sword fairy in the sea, and the young man also walked to that peak and stood shoulder to shoulder with his master.
It's just that this kind of time can't last long, the middle-aged man with a shaggy face is about to leave.
He is the master of Li Fuyao, the uncle of Wu Shanhe, the master of Jianshan, and the apprentice of the ancestor Xu Ji. It is just these identities that he has not done well.
As Wu Shanhe’s uncle, his heart rested on Li Fuyao, and he did not fulfill his duties as an uncle to Wu Shanhe. As an apprentice to the ancestor Xu Ji, Chen Sheng did not do well, although the ancestors have always treated him For love, but he still a little sorry for his ancestors.
Besides, as Li Fuyao's master
It's even worse.
At the beginning of his apprenticeship, he felt that with Li Fuyao's qualifications, after hundreds of years, he might become a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn Realm, and he never thought that he could become a sword fairy.
After letting him go to Jianshan to learn swordsmanship alone, Chen Sheng basically did not intervene in Li Fuyao's practice.
Li Fuyao learned swords at the foot of Jianshan, and taught him three uncles.
Chen Sheng didn't take this kind of thing to heart, but he also knew he was incompetent.
He looked at Li Fuyao and said, "I didn't want to go, but I can't seem to stay."
Chen Sheng's expression was flat, and he was holding the white fish sword that he found back then.
He glanced at Li Fuyao, "After I leave, leave the sword for you."
Li Fu shook his head without saying a word.
Chen Sheng suddenly laughed at himself. He knew that when his ancestor Xu Ji was about to go down the mountain, he was also going to leave the old thing to him, but Li Fuyao refused. Now his white fish sword should be rejected. One reason.
The sword is still in the hands of the ancestors, so the ancestors will not die, and the sword is still in the hands of Chen Sheng, and Chen Sheng will not die?
Chen Sheng smiled helplessly, "You silly boy."
Li Fuyao's sword energy walked around Chen Sheng's body, and finally returned to Li Fuyao's body.
All those sword qi flowed out of Chen Sheng's body, not only the meridians, but now Chen Sheng's whole body is a colander, extending in all directions!
Following Chen Sheng's appearance, when his sword aura is exhausted, it will definitely be dead.
There is no other possibility.
Li Fuyao gritted his teeth and said, "Master..."
Chen Sheng did not answer, but just said to himself: "If you married your Master Xie Lu, then you will be able to call her Master."
"This is because the master didn't do a good job."
Chen Sheng started again.
After all, Chen Sheng, who could only be serious for a while, was the master Li Fuyao was familiar with.
Chen Sheng smiled, "Is there a scholar who said that he had nothing to do with him in his life, and he was only responsible for this one?"
Li Fuyao didn't speak, but looked at Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng patted Li Fuyao's head, looked at the saints over there and laughed loudly: "Who will come?"
Deathly silence, no one made a sound, everyone was looking at Chen Sheng.
But no one was moving.
The long sword in Li Fuyao's hand was all scattered at this moment, and the fragments surrounded him, just like before.
His sword is gone, now the master is going too
Up.
Things in the world, how could it be so sad everywhere.
The old scholar raised his head and glanced at the sky, then glanced at Ye Sheng, and said softly: "If you don't do anything, it's too late."
Ye Sheng looked indifferent and did not answer.
The old Confucian student smiled and said, "Zhao Qingqiu seems to be here. If you don't do anything, there is no chance."
Ye Sheng said slowly: "Chao Qingqiu is here, you still want to do it, are you afraid of death?"
"You Ye Xiujing will also be afraid of killing embryos?"
Ye Sheng didn't speak, walked a few steps in the clouds, then fell to Liang Yi's side, and said frankly: "Then you can deal with him by yourself later."
As he spoke, a sword intent suddenly emerged between heaven and earth.
A ray of sword light came from far away and fell in front of the old Confucian student, his expression changed drastically.
Among all the Canghai monks present, his realm is the highest. Except for Ye Xiujing, almost no one is his adversary. But before this sword light, the old scholar's face changed drastically, and the mountain and river seal was instantly collected. Back, it was used to block the sword light, but it still had no effect. The sword light fell on the seal of the mountain and river, and the old scholar flew out in a flash.
In the sea of ​​clouds, a gully of hundreds of meters long was blasted.
A large swath of saint blood spilled.
Those golden blood spilled on the clouds, and looked like golden lights. They looked very beautiful, but some people didn't like it.
If this happens a few more times, I can only watch the old Confucian life disappear.
Such a cultivator who can already ascend, does not want to die here.
The old scholar tried very hard to stand up straight hundreds of feet away, but he looked around, but no one could see it.
In the sea of ​​clouds, there was only one remaining sword intent, which never dissipated.
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
What level of cultivation is the old Confucian student? Although they did not fight against him, they also know that such a peerless strongman has reached the point where he can fly. The realm of light theory is the highest among the people present. Speaking of combat power, only Ye San can be compared.
But such a saint was forced into this by a sword of light at this moment.
What's more, the master of that sword light has not yet revealed himself.
Thinking about it this way, if the sound of the sword sound was not Chao Qingqiu, who else could it be?
But such a person, in Luoyang City, how much effort did Confucianism and Taoist saints take to let him leave the world, how come he is back now?
Most of the saints present did not know why this happened.
But I must also be surprised at Chao Qingqiu's realm. Before he was the strongest in the world, it was because his realm was not enough, but now the old Confucian student's realm is enough, and he was forced to retreat by a sword. What is the realm of Chao Qingqiu? ?
Really the only one in the ages?
But it is the only one in the ages, and it is impossible to fight them alone, right?
The saint who had just given birth to such an idea quickly shook his head and cast his gaze on the sword immortals who were still standing there.
After all, there are so many sword immortals, how to fight?
Even if it is a win, it should be a miserable victory.
Just when their thoughts diverged, Chao Qingqiu finally appeared.
He came from a distance and stayed above the sea of ​​clouds.
Move forward slowly.
Still the familiar face, still the familiar person.
The only difference is that Chao Qingqiu's face is a bit younger than he was before, and he does not have a sword hanging around his waist.
Dressed in a white robe, looking at it
It is a banished immortal from outside the sky.
It's just that, if Chao Qingqiu really left the world instead of dying in the world, then it really can be said to be a banal immortal.
It's just that Chao Qingqiu died in the world before the eyes of many saints, and they were aware of the previous breach. It can only be said that Chao Qingqiu was reincarnated and reborn.
Only after breaking through the boundary, he was already strong enough to cut back the old scholars with a single sword. This Qingqiu was even more terrifying than before.
At this moment, I am afraid that all swordsmen in the world will know that Chao Qingqiu is still alive, and they will cry bitterly, shouting that God has eyes?
Chao Qingqiu stood in the sea of ​​clouds, holding hands.
One person robbed everyone of their eyes.
He is still that Qingqiu, but now he is no longer the same human world he used to be.
Even Qing Tianjun could only whisper secretly. Qing Qiu is still so fucking... pretending.
Everyone stopped, and everyone looked at Chao Qingqiu.
Several sword immortals all saluted towards Qingqiu, including Li Fuyao.
Chao Qingqiu glanced at Chen Sheng and pulled it casually. All the sword energy between heaven and earth poured into his palm, and then all of his brain poured into Chen Sheng's body. After that, there were a few swords that looked rough. The qi formed a big net and attached to the surface of Chen Sheng's body, which was regarded as completely blocking his leaked sword qi in his body.
Then Chao Qingqiu said softly: "Let's do this first."
After that, he turned his head to look at the old scholar in the distance, his expression indifferent.
The old scholar vomited several mouthfuls of blood, looked at Chao Qingqiu, and was about to say something, but soon saw the sword intent in Chao Qingqiu's eyes.
Dang Even fleeing towards the distance.
But after a while, he was still cut by a peerless sword of light.
Golden blood was spilled again.
"Chao Jianxian can't!"
Zhang Sheng spoke, not wanting Chao Qingqiu to kill people here.
Master Zhou was seriously injured, and among the Confucian saints in the clouds, only Zhang Sheng had some friendship with Chao Qingqiu.
Chao Qingqiu didn't say a word, but Ye Sheng's golden silk thread emerged, breaking open the sword energy that had already dispersed in the distance.
It's just that the golden silk thread also melts with one piece.
Ye Sheng said: "The sword immortal lives again for the first time, and the realm is better than before. After all, he is still the first person in the world."
This sentence is a bit bitter to say, but in fact it is not wrong, a sword can force the old Confucian student's Chao Qingqiu, the realm is really beyond their comparison.
Chao Qingqiu said, "You are not bad too."
Among the Canghai cultivators, there were only one or two people who made Chao Qingqiu feel good.
Ye Xiujing is one of them.
Only later, there may be a few more.
"Go away."
Chao Qingqiu didn't look at the old scholar or Ye Sheng, but walked toward the front, just saying this.
He didn't say this to an old scholar or a person, but to all the Canghai monks here.
Ye Xiujing didn't move. Although the old scholar was in the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, he did not continue to retreat. The big demons looked at Chao Qingqiu with high fighting spirit.
Especially Xishan Demon Monarch.
His red hair was as strong as fire.
A majestic demon spirit pushed the surrounding chaotic clouds away again and again.
No matter how wonderful the realm of Chao Qingqiu was, in his opinion, it was just a lifetime.
Chao Qingqiu turned his head and looked at these Canghai monks, "Then go together?"