Chapter 367: Finally you are here

Between swordsman and swordsman, it should be based on kendo cultivation.
After Li Fuyao handed out a sword, before the sword energy was about to dissipate, he handed out a second sword.
This kind of swordsmanship before the old energy is exhausted and the new energy is born is not something that ordinary swordsmen can do.
Fortunately, long ago, the three masters at the foot of Jianshan had taught Li Fuyao. It was not particularly difficult for him to do this. On the contrary, it was Qiu Su. Although there was a master, the master was really real. I haven't taught him so seriously.
Therefore, at this moment, he sent a lot of Li Fuyao.
Under this sword, his lower abdomen was torn a big hole.
Only half a drop of blood has not flowed out.
The reason is still because there is still a sword qi infiltrating in his lower abdomen.
A string of sweat beads appeared on Qiu Su's forehead.
If Baixue under his feet was the purest thing, his face is even whiter now.
The pale face, bloodless hands, Qiu Su's fierce eyes.
Li Fuyao looked at him with a smile.
This sword alone is not enough to cause Qiu Su to be seriously injured, but it is always necessary to let Sheng Yuan know that Qiu Su cannot keep him.
Standing in the distance, Sheng Yuan's expression gradually became solemn, and his hand was already on the hilt.
Fulu didn't even look at the scene there, but just started to look at Morihara.
It is not a difficult task for Li Fuyao to beat Qiu Su. Along the way, Feng Lu knows how lucky this guy is and how strong his family is. If Li Fuyao can't handle a swordsman of the same level, then Li Fuyao will take this trip. The road is gone.
Only when one person becomes two people, Feng Lu is not so sure that he will be able to cope.
It is difficult to be one enemy two.
Qiusu was silent for a long time while pressing the hilt of the sword, and slowly said, "I don't know how many demon repairmen have fought with swordsman to this day. I have never been defeated. You are the first to make me feel that I am still poor. People."
Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Perhaps I am still the first person to kill you."
If Qiu Su's words were a disguised praise of Li Fuyao, then Li Fuyao's response could be said to be rude and even a little arrogant.
Just putting himself on the ground, Li Fuyao had achieved such great results in a short time of comparison. In fact, no matter how you look at it, it would not be really excessive.
Qiu Su whispered: "I still have a sword, don't intervene."
When he said this, Qiu Su looked at Li Fuyao, but he said it to Sheng Yuan.
As a swordsman, even if he respects his master and wants to take Li Fuyao's life, he still has some pride.
Sheng Yuan released his hand holding the hilt, expressionless, but he agreed.
Qiusu held the jet-black long sword with a little nostalgia in his eyes, "I once loved a woman."
Li Fuyao frowned slightly, thinking that if you have to tell a story before the fight, then I will tell you one too?
As a former storyteller, Li Fuyao admits that his eloquence is not bad.
Even unceremoniously, Li Fuyao must be the best swordsman among the storyteller, and the best one said in the swordsman.
Qiu Su's sword aura grew stronger, but that sword was still in its sheath.
"I used to love her so much that I wished to die for her. I even thought that one day when the swordsmanship comes to an end, there is nothing meaningful in the world, so I will lead her around the world."
"But with her, my kendo will never go to the end!"
Qiu Su raised his eyes and looked at Li Fuyao, "Do you know how much my heart hurts when she fell in front of me."
Li Fuyao frowned and said, "You killed him."
Hit the nail on the head.
This short story, in his opinion, is not a story at all.
It was a selfish man who felt that a woman was a hindrance to his kendo, so he shot his beloved woman with a sword.
I can't even speak of my beloved, after all, how can someone who can kill with a sword be a beloved?
Li Fuyao calmly said, "You killed the woman in order to go further and further on this ridiculous kendo. The name is that she blocked your kendo path, but in fact, it blocked your kendo path. Yes, it was never him, but you. It was you yourself who were not strong enough to go down this road firmly, so you found a ridiculous reason."
"There is even one more thing. I guess you must have created a sword move to commemorate that event?"
"Appears to be powerful, or is it a so-called clear conscience?"
When Li Fuyao said this, he closed his mouth.
The air suddenly calmed down, a little colder.
Sheng Yuan held the sword, looked at Li Fuyao, thinking about something about his brother, did you have personally experienced it?
Otherwise, why is it so clear?
Li Fuyao looked at Qiusu and said, "Draw your sword."
Qiu Su's hand trembled slightly, resting on the hilt, a bit of confusion and doubt in his eyes.
When Sheng Yuan looked at his brother like this, he already knew that this sword had lost his spirit.
No matter what the brother thought before, whether he was wrong, but since he believed it, there was no problem, but now that Li Fuyao has shaken his mind with a few words, the power of this sword is definitely not enough.
It's just that Qiu Su clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, still forced to draw out the sword.
Qiu Su slowly said: "Look at me, this sword."
With these words, the sword in his hand slowly came out of its sheath, and the sword aura enveloped Qiusu.
Qiu Su is Qiu Fengman's disciple. He has no father or mother since he was a child, so after practicing with Qiu Fengman, he has a Qiu surname, and Su is that woman's surname.
He once thought he loved her very much, but had to kill her because of Kendo.
To this day, what Li Fuyao said.
He was a little shaken, does he really love her?
Is it just because the kendo that I pursued has not been so smooth, and I found an excuse?
No matter what, now this sword must be handed out.
Li Fuyao didn't go to see how Qiu Su used his sword, he suddenly understood one thing, he could even kill Qiu Su instantly at this moment.
Even the exposed sword nineteen.
What Li Fuyao didn't expect was that when Qiu Su drew his sword, Sheng Yuan also drew his sword.
Two swordsmanship, one after another.
In comparison, Sheng Yuan's sword energy is actually more threatening.
Li Fuyao squeezed Qingsi tightly, his expression unchanged, sword nineteen flew out of the sword box, and instantly swept towards Qiusu.
And he strode towards Sheng Yuan.
The Qingsi Jianqi in his hand soared.
As he walked out of these steps, Li Fuyao took a deep breath.
The murder is not simple at all.
Especially killing two people of equal realm.
Li Fuyao now has all his thoughts on Sheng Yuan. He didn't know that there was a man in black robe looking at Qiu Su in the distance.