Chapter 836: Close at hand

Today's Qingtian City, can be regarded as fragmented.
But in fact, the most serious thing is not that the city is about to break down, but the heavy light demon king who has lost his head and another mountain shaking demon who has lost his life.
The long street was quiet, and only Li Fuyao's gasping voice could be heard.
The young man in the blue shirt had all his sword aura converged into his body. Everyone could see that the sword fairy was now at the end of the battle, but the few living monsters did not make a move.
The ancestor Bi Fang didn't want to come. If it weren't for the demon ancestor's order, he would definitely not be here. As for the Fengquan Demon Lord and the only remaining Pingnan Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord Fengquan has been able to gain a foothold in the demon land for so many years, in addition to his realm is not low, but also because he is really good at judging the situation.
Now that Li Fuyao looks like this, although it is no longer possible to really kill the Quartet, there is still a word, before he falls, there is a high probability that another big demon will be taken away.
As for whether this great demon is his Fengquan or Pingnan, or the Bi Fang ancestor, it is not clear.
It's just that things can't be so stalemate, if something happens later, it's hard to say.
Among the three, the ancestor Bi Fang was the least injured, but he was absolutely impossible to come out at this moment, so the remaining two, Fengquan Demon Lord and Heping Nan Demon Lord, were thinking about it.
Feng Quan Yaojun smiled, took a step, and smiled freely: "Senior fought against Qing Tianjun before, and the injury was too serious, so just rest."
Ping Nan glanced at him, put away the contempt of Fengquan Monarch in the past, and looked at him so seriously for the first time.
"Fengquan, he may not be able to kill you."
Demon Lord Pingnan looked at Fengquan, seeing him off.
Feng Quan glanced at the demon Li in the distance, and began to stride forward.
The majestic and demon gas, from the end of the long street.
Seeing this scene, Li Fuyao slowly stood up straight, the red dust was slowly pulled out of the long street by him, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood and tears in his eyes, then tore off a piece of shirt and tied his hair.
The blood flowed slowly to his back along the back of his head, and then spread to the ground.
Li Fuyao with a horizontal sword in front of his chest, remembering that when he was practicing swordsman, his uncle Liu Yibai had made many wooden swords for him. Then, in the sword box he gave him, there was still a lot of space and earth, but I only had a few swords. Words.
It's just that Li Fuyao practiced swords only for revenge a few years ago. He was not a true swordsman, nor did he have that kind of freedom. After walking so far, he felt that he was almost a true swordsman.
Until later.
People always go forward step by step, but no one knows where the end will be.
Maybe it is today.
Looking at the Demon Lord Fengquan in front of him, Li Fuyao took a step forward. The swordsmanship of his life was in this sword.
Although the world is big, it is just a sword.
The white sword light flashed across Long Street, but it failed to fall on Fengquan Demon Lord.
That sword light originated in Changjie, but it was a sword handed out facing Yao Li.
That sword had the mighty power of the sea, and Yao Li was caught off guard. In panic, he could only retreat.
The majestic demon aura dissipated, blocking a blizzard, but it was only for a while, not forever.
This retreat can only let go of Qinghuai.
Li Fuyao hugged Qinghuai, but he was hit in the back by Fengquan's punch, and he fell forward.
Spit out a large mouthful of blood on the ground.
The white snow was dyed red, the demon Li was in the distance, and a majestic demon gas hit Li Fuyao.
It seemed that such Li Fuyao had no threat at all.
That one is gone
With color, there was only a blood-stained face, just like this to the green locust.
Li Fuyao looked at her, trying to wipe the blood-filled hands on her clothes, but remembered that his clothes were also full of blood, and in the end he could only wipe them in the snow on the long street. Reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Qinghuai's eyes.
Looking at the girl he likes in front of him, Li Fuyao said bitterly: "At first I thought that after practicing swordsmanship, you would be able to protect you from being bullied, but later I found out that this is nothing more than a fantasy, so I thought about it again. After the immortal, it should be fine, you see, now, it still doesn't work."
When I said this, I don’t know why, Li Fuyao felt that he was very wronged. This feeling is like climbing Jianshan but failed to become a disciple of Jianshan. The ancestors gave him a lantern and left him alone. The feeling when going downhill.
At that time, he also felt wronged. He felt that he had failed to become a Jianshan disciple, and he would probably not be able to honor what he said before.
At that time he still had a chance to comfort himself.
What about this time?
What can you say and do?
Qing Huai swallowed the blood in her mouth and smiled and said: "It's actually very good. I was worried that I could not walk with you for a lifetime. You are a sword fairy. You can live for a long, long time. Now it's fine. We just walked like this for a lifetime. Actually It’s good too."
This was originally a comforting word, but it sounds like it can only be described in four words like "love, sincere, true, and cut".
Perhaps it was because it was originally a very sincere word.
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, "It's just that I died like this, and I'm sorry for many people."
Qinghuai nodded, agreeing with this statement.
Life is between heaven and earth, naturally there will be many sorry people, but the people who Li Fuyao is sorry will be more important.
Li Fuyao was lying on Qinghuai, feeling that he was gradually weak, and there was no way to die like dying with the girl he liked.
As consciousness gradually blurred, many people suddenly appeared in front of Li Fuyao.
There was a woman in a gray cloth shirt, holding a sword in Xiaoxue, standing in front of a ruined temple, looking at him, and said contemptuously: "Li Fuyao, what's wrong, I'm going to die so soon? It has become the most invincible sword in the world. Is it immortal?"
After saying this, the woman turned around and left without stopping for a moment.
Then there was a man in a blue shirt, with the unsheathed long sword weed hanging around his waist, holding a wine gourd in one hand, and drank a drink with his head up. Then he smiled: "Li Fuyao, you can die, but you It's dead like this, but it's not romantic at all."
After saying this, he also disappeared.
Then there was the middle-aged man with the short sword. He stood in front of Li Fuyao, just looked at him, and said nothing.
After smiling, he was gone.
After these three.
Chao Fengchen appeared in a white robe, he raised his finger to the distance, and smiled: "Li Fuyao, great mountains and rivers, how many have you seen? If these places are trampled on by outsiders one day, shouldn't you stand up? I'm leaving now, what do you do so fast?"
Li Fuyao wanted to reply, but before he could speak, Chao Fengchen disappeared.
The next person who appeared before him was a woman.
The woman stood in front of the window of a certain bamboo building and kept looking out the window. After a long time, she turned her head and saw Li Fuyao and shouted with a smile; "My son."
As the picture turned, an old man appeared next to him. He was sitting on Jianshan Wenjianping, with a sword on his knees, and the old thing, lying quietly in the arms of the old man, silent.
This old man is not the ancestor Xu Ji can still
who is it?
He looked up at Li Fuyao, and laughed softly: "Little Fuyao, if you are tired, just rest."
The ancestors looked very kind.
Li Fuyao murmured: "Old ancestors."
The ancestor Xu Ji smiled and said: "Rejuvenating the swordsman line is a great god, and protecting the world is also a major 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 ancestor Xu Ji.
He was able to give Wu Shanhe Jianshan in order to make Li Fuyao not burdened. Now he naturally wouldn't blame this little guy.
Li Fuyao blamed himself very much at this moment.
The ancestor Xu Ji was one of the people who treated him best.
He felt that he had not done what Xu Ji wanted him to be.
He was very guilty.
Li Fuyao stretched out his hand tremblingly, but the figure of the ancestor had disappeared.
After that, a woman in a white skirt appeared.
With many peach blossoms.
This is autumn, where does the peach blossom come from?
Li Fuyao didn't care about this, only felt that it was his own random thinking.
The woman in the white skirt stood in front of him. She didn't say a word at first, and then whispered, "I never thought you would die like this."
Li Fuyao thought to himself, he had never thought that he would just die like this.
But there is really no way to do it now.
Demon Li is still a prosperous big demon, and there are two big demon and three big demon watching closely.
What can he do?
"I seem really useless."
Li Fuyao sounded like a mosquito, I don't know who could hear it.
But the woman in the white skirt heard it, and she whispered softly: "You are very good, Li Fuyao."
"Don't die in a hurry."
Li Fuyao smiled, but silently said goodbye.
But after only a moment, he heard a voice.
...
...
"This person is called Li Fuyao. He can be injured or die, but he can only die in my hands. No one else can!"
"The man Ye Shengge likes, who moves, who dies!"
The sound is too loud, it shocks the world!
Let Feixue take a meal.
When the last sentence was spoken, all the lives present had been chilled.
The woman who was famous for her blood and talents looked at Yao Li with cold eyes and made no secret of her killing intent.
That year, when she was in Qiufeng Town, Li Fuyao asked her what she liked besides practicing.
She said peach blossom.
Then Li Fuyao said, "Nothing?"
She said there are more.
What else is there, she didn't say before.
Now she told the whole world.
She also likes Li Fuyao.
This is her Taoism, an indispensable man in her life, whose importance far exceeds Liang Yi and Ye Sheng.
While reading the book in Dengtianlou, she said that this time you are looking for a woman you like, so I won't help you.
When you come to find a woman you like, I won't stop or help.
But what if you die here?
I will not be happy.
So I came.
From Shenxie Mountain to Qingtian City, more than thousands of miles?
The distance between me and you is farther than thousands of miles.
still is.
Close at hand.