Chapter 427: Although the world is big, I only have one sword (two)

After five climbers were beheaded and killed by several swordsmen, the first Chunqiu swordsman who died was a swordsman who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and was joined by as many as three Chunqiu monks. Killed, killed by sword.
After the swordsman was beheaded, the three Chunqiu each took a pill to make up for the qi in the spirit house.
The three of them glanced at each other, and then each plunged into the rest of the battlefield.
They may not know the truth of this battle, but the strict orders of the school or the will of the academy are extremely firm.
After Chao Fengchen killed the well-known Shen Fu, he was actually himself, the spirit palace's sword energy, had been exhausted.
Zhao Fengchen raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, and a Taoist priest stood holding his hands in the distance.
The man looked at Chao Fengchen and said calmly: "It is really a genius who can climb the building with the Spring and Autumn Killer. Give you some time, maybe you can become a sea, but you can't see that day."
Chao Fengchen smiled heartily: "I have seen it, but I don't want to."
Some curious statements.
He turned his head and looked to the other side, and another climber appeared in the distance.
This time, Confucianism and Daomen were determined to be extremely determined. The number of climbers who came here was more than ten, and five were killed in battle before, and there were also several places in the light or dark.
Anyway, the ones who are now shooting must not all come here.
Chao Fengchen looked at these two people and asked with a smile: "When do I need to go upstairs for a spring and autumn?"
This sentence is very direct, and there is no circumstance, and there is no other emotions, it seems very calm, and there is some ridicule, but there is no hostility. The emotions in the words are easy to be heard, but Once it was heard, it became quite interesting.
Both of them felt a little shame when they climbed up the building. They practiced for hundreds of years, and have been used to countless springs and autumns, countless cold and heat. They are usually the objects of respect by the disciples of the disciples, and they also have a great position on the mountain. People like them do not originally This is how you put your face down to deal with a Spring and Autumn Realm, but is the Spring and Autumn Realm in front of you an ordinary Spring and Autumn Realm?
He just killed Mr. Shen with a sword.
That monk who is extremely famous in Yanling.
In this way, he was killed by Chao Fengchen with a sword.
If Shen Fu died under Chao Qingqiu’s sword, they wouldn’t find it a bit strange, because Chao Qingqiu was a sword immortal, and if Shen Fu died in the hands of a certain climber, it wouldn’t be a big deal. After all, the swordsman is invincible at the same level, it is not a matter of joking.
But Shen Fu died in the hands of a Spring and Autumn Realm Swordsman.
Such a Spring and Autumn Realm, can they treat them with peace of mind?
This is obviously impossible.
Since it is impossible, even if it is a little shameful, they have to take action.
Make sure nothing goes wrong.
Chao Fengchen sighed and watched these two climb the building, and said calmly: "If this is the case, then give it a try."
He raised his sword in front of his chest and said calmly: "This sword is called Xinlu."
While speaking, a pale sword light suddenly appeared here.
Chao Fengchen used the Spring and Autumn Realm, and the two rivals climbed the building.
Whether you win or lose, you will definitely be unable to say anything bad about him.
At the same time when this sword light was born, on the streets of Baiyu Town, Li Fuyao happened to share the birth and death with a monk from Taiqingjing. This is the third monk from Taiqingjing he killed today. That Chaomu Realm, Li Fuyao has already killed three Taiqing Realm and one Chaowu Realm. Whether he is withdrawing from the battlefield or dying here, it is already worthwhile.
His face turned pale, the sword qi in the spirit palace had been exhausted twice, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. It would not be long before he thought that he should be exhausted.
No matter how extraordinary he is, he is still only a swordsman in the clear realm. In this battlefield, he can only be regarded as the lowest-end combat power.
Li Fuyao bit his lip, bit the bleeding thread, to keep himself awake, the Chaomu realm cultivator who appeared opposite, looked at this person with a complicated expression.
The beginning of this war, whether it was intentional or not, actually came from Li Fuyao.
At least on the bright side, that's it.
He looked at this young man, in fact a little admired.
It's just those emotions that can only be hidden in my heart, and I can't do anything else.
He looked at Li Fuyao with a calm expression, and said warmly: "Please go to death."
This sentence is light and light.
Li Fu shook his head.
How could he die easily.
He raised the Qingsi sword and swung a sword.
A dazzling sword aura that rushed into the bullfight was born behind him, majestic, and madly pressed to this side.
The monk in the Chaomu realm was suddenly shocked.
What is this?
In fact, not just him, but even Li Fuyao was a little lost.
At the same time, between the sky and the earth, a heavy snow began, and it came suddenly.
Only driven by these many sword qi, the snowflakes are a little messy.

Luoyang city, it snowed today.
After the Yanling emperor left the Early Dynasty, he always had a question in his heart and couldn't find the answer, so he went upstairs to see the Mr. Li Changgu.
Li Changgu sat on a high place with a calm expression.
Emperor Yanling said: "Mr. Changgu, what is that strange tweet today?"
Li Changgu turned his head, the bitter day on his knee was slightly out of its sheath, and a voice sounded.
Emperor Yanling frowned, "That voice is... Jianming?!"
Li Changgu nodded, and after removing the nod, he didn't say much nonsense.
Emperor Yanling murmured: "A sword sound can be heard all over the world. Who is this?"
In fact, when he asked, he should know who it was.
Apart from the sword fairy, who else can it be?
Li Changgu said: "The sword immortal Chao Jian throws a sword against the cloud, and his confidence is too strong, making the saints very helpless.
The Emperor Yanling was a little surprised: "Could it be that the sword immortal is now going to... Tu Sheng?"
Even if the Emperor Yanling who said this was only Li Changgu in front of him, he quickly covered his mouth.
Tu Sheng? !
This is probably the craziest thing in the world.
Don't talk to others about doing it, but don't even dare to think.
But the one who might do this right now is called Chao Qingqiu, so everything in the world is impossible and possible.
Emperor Yanling was not a short-sighted person. In fact, he could be a monarch of a dynasty, and who might be a short-sighted person.
After a while, he tentatively said: "Mr. Changgu, doesn't this mean that the sword fairy is about to die with the saints?"
Li Changgu shook his head, "This fight may not be possible, but in fact, the battlefield is not in this place."
Emperor Yanling had some doubts, so he whispered: "Why does Mr. Changgu teach me?"
Li Changgu stood up, put down the scroll in his hand, and hung the sword on his knees from his waist.
He calmly said: "I was originally a disciple of the Academy. Because of something, I practiced swords and then became a swordsman. Now I have been trapped in the Star Picking Tower for almost a hundred years. Go, it’s just that I can’t find a reason to go out, but today, I really have to go downstairs."
If he learned from Li Changgu that the sound of the sword was made by Chao Qingqiu, he would have been a little shocked. Now that Li Changgu said these words, the Yanling Emperor was shocked beyond the reach.
This Mr. Changgu sat cross-legged in the Star Picking Building when he was young. In the past hundred years, no matter what happened in Luoyang City, he has never left. Now because of the sound of the sword, he is leaving?
Li Changgu smiled and said, "The sword fairy is recruiting, the swordsmen under this world, who won't go to the meeting?"
After being shocked, Emperor Yanling was a little excited, "Where is Mr. Changgu going and can he return?"
Li Changgu didn't answer this question, but instead said: "Before going downstairs, there is one more thing to do."
Emperor Yanling asked: "What's the matter?"
Li Changgu didn't speak, but just waved his sleeves, and Emperor Yanling was already on the ground outside the Zhanxing Building.
Withdrawing his gaze, Li Changgu muttered, "I want to go downstairs, just go on like this?"
He held down the hilt of the Kushou short sword, silent, but a majestic sword aura was already emerging behind him, and at the same time, thunder bursts in the sea of ​​clouds over the star-catching building.
In the snowy weather, you can still see purple thunders.
There is a yellow dragon looming in the clouds.
Li Changgu raised his head to look at the sky, and the sword aura on his body spread out a little bit.
A few years ago, he slashed Huanglong with a single sword, and his realm returned to the Spring and Autumn Period.
Countless light blue sword auras were born on Li Changgu's body, and gathered little by little into a blue long sword, with the tip of the sword facing the sky.
Li Changgu didn't speak, just this move was already provocative.
The yellow dragon was looming in the sea of ​​clouds, the dragon's beard was flying, and the roaring sound spread far away.
Emperor Yanling looked up at the sky, fascinated.
Li Changgu finally said a sentence, a poem.
"I don't know the blue sky is high and the yellow ground is thick."
This is the first sword.
The cyan long sword flew across the sky, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the sword spirit was powerful.
Then he moved his mouth, and said: "Only seeing the cold and warm weather, come to fry life."
This is the second sword.
The cyan long sword sank into the sea of ​​clouds, and after a while, the sword fell on the yellow dragon.
Cut off the dragon horns.
The dragon scales flew.
Li Changgu smiled and said: "I will cut the dragon's feet and chew the dragon meat so that it cannot go back in the morning or fall at night. Naturally the old will not die, and the young will not cry."
This is the third sentence.
Also the third sword.
The name of these poems is called Kushudan, and this sword is also called Kushudan.
I just heard it, tearing.
It's like a piece of cloth was torn apart.
This is a certain restriction that was broken.
This is a certain realm being broken.
From today onwards, the Tower of Stars could not trap that Mr. Changgu, because he not only broke the restriction, but also broke the Spring and Autumn Realm. He is now a swordsman in the realm of climbing.
At the same time, in the restaurant in Baiyu Town, Song Pei, who was lying by the window, watched the seal on his waist instantly hot and then quickly shattered. He looked at the broken seal and opened his mouth wide. Looked at Yan Yu.
Yan Yu didn't know much and could only smile bitterly.
Although Chanzi knew a lot, this seal was after all a secret of learning, so he didn't know the specifics.
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Li Changgu's waist was short and out of the sheath during the bitter day. Li Changgu stepped on the sword body, and flew out of the Star Picking Tower.
A dazzling white light was left behind.
Emperor Yanling smiled heartily: "Congratulations, Mr. Changgu, to get out of trouble!"
The old man Chen Jiu who was teaching Cheng Yusheng to practice the sword held down the trembling short knife at his waist, and looked up to watch the man Yujian leave.
Chen Jiu murmured: "The so-called Tianzong Wizard, but that's it?"
Cheng Yusheng followed his uncle and looked up, only a white light could be seen.
He curiously asked: "Uncle, who is this?"
Chen Jiu said angrily, "It's someone who is stupid in reading and has to practice sword!"
Cheng Yusheng was startled, and then said in surprise: "It's Mr. Changgu, has he left the Star Picking Tower?"
Chen Jiu snorted, "Chao Qingqiu summoned him with a sword, and he naturally wanted to go to the meeting. Besides, he was already able to leave the Star Picking Tower. It was only a matter of willingness and unwillingness, but even the old man did not expect that he would be able to come out. Before going upstairs, I became climbing upstairs. This is the most incredible thing."
Cheng Yusheng smelled something different, and he asked cautiously: "Uncle, will it be a major event?"
Chen Jiu sneered and said, "Practice the knife yourself. No matter what the big or small matter, you should always know that once your realm is mixed, it is no different from sending you to death."
Cheng Yusheng's face was ugly, his uncle, his words were too ugly.
Chen Jiu said indifferently: "Practice the knife."
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When Li Changgu's imperial sword passed over Liang Yi's heads, all three of them looked up.
Liang Yi looked at the handsome back and said with a smile: "Three of the Xuegong, you Su Ye became the head of the Xuegong, this one became a swordsman who climbed the stairs, and the other one is missing."
Lin Hongzhu naturally knew that the other person Liang Yi said was Wang Fugui. Although he knew the whereabouts of Wang Fugui, he did not speak. He just thought of these three. The three of them now come upstairs. If there is no saint, he I am afraid that all three of them are likely to become a sea in the future.
If none of the three have left the academy.
This should be a feat of sanctification by all three of the scholars.
And this sanctification should probably be a true saint.
Not just the realm in the ocean.
Su Ye looked at Li Changgu's back, and said calmly: "Wait later, if any of your Taoist monks are killed by me, the master will bear it."
Liang also asked: "How do you say, you want to shoot for Li Changgu?"
Su Ye calmly said: "At least whoever dares to kill him, I will kill him."
Liang also asked, "What if it was me?"
When I said this, a little killing intent spread.
Su Ye looked at Liang Yi and seemed a little angry.
Lin Hongzhu calmly said, "If you want to make a move, I also want to make a move."
This is what Liang Yi said.
Even if Liang is the observer, and the recognized first person under the sea, he may not be able to beat Su Ye and Lin Hongzhu's joint.
The two went upstairs to shoot at the same time, it was really not so easy to take over.
Especially these two climbers are Lin Hongzhu and Su Ye.
Liang Yi laughed at himself, "When did you stand beside him?"
Lin Hongzhu did not speak.
Su Ye was like-minded.
Lin Hongzhu was expressionless.
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When that majestic sword aura appeared, a man appeared on the street.
With a sword hanging from his waist, he looked at the monk of the Three Sects who had been seriously injured by his sword aura.
Li Fuyao also turned to look at Li Changgu.
The heavy snow fell on his hair.
Soon two climbers appeared in the distance. One of the elderly monks looked at the familiar face of this man and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"
Even if the things that were done in the academy back then, even if they were done secretly, there would actually be news that would leak out. Some monks with enough seniority would naturally know what happened that year.
For the brilliant and talented Li Changgu, some people will express their sorrow.
The man stood in the snow and said with a smile: "Li Changgu."
After saying this, he said one more sentence, "I am a swordsman."
Of course, he was a swordsman who climbed the stairs.
This sentence was not said.
The old monk scolded angrily: "Naughty, Li Changgu, how can you be with them as you read those sage books?"
Li Changgu smiled without saying a word.
Another person who went upstairs even directly gave comfort: "Mr. Yang, it's just to suppress it. You don't need so much nonsense."
The old monk was so angry that he wanted to make a move.
Li Changgu smiled and pressed the short sword hilt at his waist.
Sword intent masterpiece.
When he was a scholar, he was one of the best in the world. When he was a swordsman, he should naturally be the best swordsman in the world.
There is no need to question this.

It is difficult to find a few truly quiet places in the world.
But Beihai should be counted as one place.
Especially after the holy pill was lonely, and the unwilling monks left Beihai, this place returned to tranquility.
There is a tea house not far from the coast in Beihai. There is an old shopkeeper in the tea house. I don’t know how many years he has lived. Anyway, his age is quite old. Most of the time, except for making tea, It was dozing off at the counter.
The same is true today.
The old man slept just right when he heard the sound of a sword.
The sound of the sword sound could be heard all over the world. It was not a strange thing for him to hear, so when he heard it, he was not too surprised, just changed his posture.
I don't know how long it took.
Maybe it's a long time, maybe not so long.
Anyway, his tea house was pushed aside.
Bring some wind and snow.
The kettle was steaming, but it couldn't bear the chill.
The old man shrank his neck and opened his eyes.
Then it didn't close again.
Because that person is the one he must face up to.
Ordinary people just think that he is an old man selling tea. Few people know that he is a monk, and there is only one person who knows that he is a swordsman.
And that person is still an existence he can't afford to climb the stairs.
That person is naturally Chao Qingqiu.
Is the only sword fairy in this world.
He stood in the tea house and looked at the old man. He had used a sword before, and no one in the world could resist it, so it took him a very short time to meet him.
The old man looked at Chao Qingqiu, saluted seriously, and said calmly: "You know I don't want to die."
Chao Qingqiu knows and understands.
He can now say something very straightforward. For example, if you don't want to die, go to Baiyu Town, or you will have to die now, but in fact, Chao Qingqiu didn't say that, he just said: "borrow the sword."
Chao Qingqiu had a sword, so naturally he didn't need to borrow it. He wanted to borrow a sword, and naturally it wasn't for him. But who could hold a sword in the stairs realm.
The old man nodded without hesitation.
It was an excessive request for a swordsman's sword, but for him, this request was not only excessive, it was nothing but Chao Qingqiu's charity to him.
Charity to him is actually a very excessive thing.
But he didn't think it was too much, because in comparison, Chao Qingqiu asked him to go somewhere, this borrowing a sword was naturally a very simple thing.
He quickly went to the backyard and took the sword.
Chao Qingqiu took a look and stretched his hand across the sword.
Then he erased everything he left behind.
The old man's face was a bit ugly, but he didn't say much, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
Chao Qingqiu was still looking at him. The old man understood that others could not go, but his sword should go.
So he stretched out his withered hands and held the hilt.
Countless majestic sword energy poured into the sword.
After about a quarter of an hour, the old man's face appeared tired.
He let go of his hand.
Chao Qingqiu looked at him and did not express any disappointment or any other emotions to him.
He turned and walked out of the tea house.
So the figure disappeared.
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After a while, Chao Qingqiu came to the foot of Jianshan Cliff.
There are many swords here, and their masters are either famous or unknown.
In the bamboo house on the big stone.
Three-twos and four-twos are playing.
A sword, and a scabbard.
Siliang looked at Chao Qingqiu and stood up to show respect to him.
Whether it is the identity of Chaoqingqiu Sword Fairy, or his continuation of the swordsman's line, it is worthy of respect.
Three or two are indifferent.
He also heard that sword crowing before.
Looking at Chao Qingqiu, he rarely said something sorry.
Some guilt.
This should be a very important thing.
It's a pity that he can't leave.
Chao Qingqiu said calmly: "I want that white bone."
He raised his eyebrows in twos and was about to say something, but he opened his mouth and looked at Chao Qingqiu, but didn't say anything.
He was actually a little angry, but thinking about some things, anger had no effect, so he gave up.
At last he slumped: "In that stream."
Chao Qingqiu nodded.
Then went to the creek.
A majestic sword gas poured into the stream.
The white bone fell in front of Chao Qingqiu.
He poured a majestic sword energy into it.
The amount is too much for him.
After about a moment, the bones were raw and fleshy, with flesh and blood.
The man stood up, added his white robe, opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.
Three and two stood looking at him from a distance with a strange expression.
The man looked at Chao Qingqiu in front of him, and slightly bent over to him.
Just respect for the sword fairy.
Six thousand years ago, no matter which sword fairy was, he was entitled to the respect of all swordsmen in the world.
A ray of sword aura appeared between Chao Qingqiu's fingers, which filled the center of the man's forehead.
The man frowned first, then a little angry.
Chao Qingqiu put the sword he had previously requested from Beihai in front of him.
The man looked at and held the sword, and the sword aura from the sword slowly poured into his body, making his eyes brighter and brighter, feeling those sword auras, that man did not have any special emotions, these Sword Qi, but it allows him to look at the world again while also doing more.
He opened his eyes and looked at the world again under circumstances that he could not think of.
With these sword qi pouring into his body, the man looked at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Where is Qingsi?"