Chapter 428: Although the world is big, I only have one sword (3)

The town of Baiyu is full of snow.
This battlefield, constructed by the monks of the Three Sects and the swordsmen, has not disturbed ordinary people from beginning to end.
Under the arrangement of a group of three religious monks, these people did not know what happened in Baiyu Town. If not, if they saw such shocking scenes, they would be scared to death.
Up and down the mountain, to put it more directly, there are two worlds.
When Li Changgu set foot on the building and then came to Baiyu Town from Luoyang City, there was one more swordsman in Baiyu Town.
Among these swordsmen who climbed up the stairs, the first to disappear was not the others, but the Cao Jianqing and his wife.
Cao Jianqing has been able to exist in this world for many years with a side door, just to look at Wei Chunzhi again, and now to look at Wei Chunzhi more, pour all the remaining sword energy into the grass. After getting green, it is no longer possible to say that it is a climber. Chao Qingqiu's sword aura gave Wei Chunzhi half an hour, and Wei Chunzhi killed one of the climbers. It was just that hour. It was passing away, and soon Wei Chunzhi would disappear.
He was holding the sword, standing in the clouds, looking at Gui Jin, who had been seriously injured, with a calm expression.
Gui Jin’s present expression is truly miserable. One of her arms was severed by Wei Chunzhi with a sharp sword, and there were two deep bone wounds on her lower abdomen. Each further half of the way would make her fall into even more. Troublesome situation.
In fact, what she didn't understand was not why she had her arm cut off by this person, nor why there were two wounds on her lower abdomen, but why it was clear that Wei Chunzhi could kill her with a single sword, but stopped.
Only the two wounds that were not fatal were left.
In this battle, he and the other climber joined forces, but Wei Chunzhi was beheaded and the other was severely injured. The cinnabar of her life was completely cut through, so that she no longer had any fighting strength, and she lost an arm. .
Wei Chunzhi's figure began to fade. He stared at Gui Jin and said with a smile: "If he doesn't leave, he will really die here."
Gui Jin looked up at Wei Chunzhi, knowing that this person would soon be dissipated in the world, but even so, she had no doubt that if this climbing swordsman had the intention, a sword would penetrate her chest after a while. .
She has now lost her combat power. Whether it is worse, staying here, or lucky to be alive, it is destined to have little impact on the future battle situation, or even no impact at all. Perhaps because of this, Wei Chunzhi was talented. The choice to spare her life.
Gui Jin's expression was complicated and her face was a little inexplicable. After a while, she paid a salute to Wei Chunzhi, took a talisman, and pasted it on her body. After a while, white light emerged, and Gui Jin was nowhere to be seen.
Wei Chunzhi stretched out his hand to cover the grass gradually turning green, then said softly, "I have a quarter of an hour, what else do you want to see?"
Cao Jianqing said softly, "I just want to see you, that's enough, I don't want anything else."
Wei Chunzhi smiled mellowly, took her a few steps across the clouds, and smiled indifferently: "If you and I are not practicing swords, but you are the monks of the Three Sects, you may live very comfortably."
Cao Jianqing retorted: "It's boring."
Wei Chunzhi laughed loudly. He looked up at various battlefields and said seriously: "I always felt that my talent among the swordsmen of the same generation, Wei Chunzhi, should not be the first but also the second. Now it seems that the whole picture is. I don’t know, but now, I can’t accompany you in the battle. Wei Chunzhi, let’s go one step ahead."
The sound was not loud, but it still spread throughout Baiyu Town.
No one answered.
Wei Chunzhi held the grass gradually green, and laughed softly: "The last sword, Wei Chunzhi has shown his ugliness."
Cao Jianqing looked at Wei Chunzhi with a smile on his face.
Zhou Qing slashed away the opposite climber, smiled heartily: "Brother Wei just cares about Liangjian."
Wei Chunzhi nodded, not much to say, just handed out a sword.
This is his last sword in the world.
The sword light suddenly appeared in the clouds, extremely dazzling. With the sword handed out, Wei Chunzhi walked into the sword light, smiling unabated.
Cao Jianqing followed him into Jianguang, and the two went to Huangquan together with a smile.
A voice came from the clouds, "Hate only hate, not born six thousand years ago."
I am afraid that this sentence is the thought of countless swordsmen who are promising. If this was six thousand years ago, as long as you were strong enough to walk into the sea, no one would stop you, but nowadays, the swordsman is in the same line. , To get out of the second sea, apart from the limitation of talent, the most common reason is other reasons, such as this world.
At the same time that Wei Chunzhi handed out this sword, there was a sound of sword sounds everywhere in Baiyu Town.
One after another.
There are swords and harmony.
It also means farewell.
Countless monks have ugly faces. After this battle, the Three Sects have already killed five or six ascending the tower. Here, the swordsman line, but only one died in the battle, and it is still the one in the world that appears in the world. It's just a climbing swordsman.
Regardless of what the three religions cultivators thought of the swordsman before, there is one point that will be clear after today, that is, after today, the three religions must have an intuitive understanding of the swordsman's combat power.
What is going on in this world.
What kind of existence is a swordsman?
Wei Chunzhi flew across the clouds with a sword, went to a certain mountain, and bombarded a certain monk who hadn't made a move before.
The cultivator ascending to the building looked up and saw that the majestic sword aura carried by the dazzling sword light made his face pale. Wei Chunzhi couldn't handle this sword easily.
One carelessness is a serious injury.
If the luck is a little bit worse, I am afraid that it is possible to be beheaded on the spot.
The majestic sword aura comes from the clouds.
Like a sword light.
The monk who climbed up the stairs had already sacrificed his life magic weapon, and he had put all the magic weapons in his hand in front of him, hoping to stop the sword, but in fact, when the majestic sword aura came to him At that time, the monk who climbed the building suddenly understood that everything he thought was of no use.
The majestic sword aura swept over several magical weapons directly, smashing those magical weapons directly, and then came to him, a sword pierced the body of that person.
Moreover, the monk who climbed the building was not simply pierced through, but was also driven by this majestic sword energy to break countless trees and be nailed into the rock wall.
The power of a sword is just that.
But it's more than that.
There was a huge sound, which was supposed to be a very subtle sword, but no one said anything.
It wasn't until the sword light completely disappeared that Zhou Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then watched the two walking upstairs in front of him.
The expression is calm.
He is a real swordsman of the ascending stairs realm. His life is not short, but for many years, the world has never known that there is a person named Zhou Qing, because this person practiced swords because of a certain woman, even It was in the ascending tower realm, and what he did was probably to protect the woman's thoroughness. If it hadn't been summoned by Qingqiu's sword, the ascending swordsman might still travel in the world, just whiteheaded with that woman.
It's just that when he knew he was going to come here, he was actually ready to die here.
He himself didn't think he was worthy of the sword at his waist in the past years, but this time, he always felt that he was just sorry for the woman.
But I, Zhou Qing, have been worthy of you for the rest of my life. Just this time, there shouldn't be any serious problems, right?
In fact, he thought so, but in fact he was still a little guilty.
He clenched the human world in his hand with clear eyes.
Among the swordsmen, what is held with one hand is naturally the world.
He watched the two climb upstairs and calmly handed swords.
His sword of Zhou Qing was also able to go upstairs.
The two went upstairs to look at each other and sacrificed two magical instruments.
Circulate brilliance.
The majestic air machine blasted towards Zhou Qing instantly.
There was a thud from the mountain top.
The whole mountain is shaking.
Zhou Qing held the sword, one arm was bloody.
He gave a sorrowful smile.
He died like this where he thought.
Two of the two climbed upstairs, one had already died, and the other one was not in good condition. He looked at Zhou Qing with fear in his eyes.
This kind of sentiment is hard to happen in a realm.
But in fact, it happened in his eyes.
Zhou Qing held up the sword and said, "One more sword."
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Here in Baiyu Town, the real tyrannical combat power is actually the number of people who have not taken a shot.
These people are either some hidden monks or the ancestors of some academies and Taoist temples.
These people were all brilliant talents in those days.
Now I came here for the same purpose.
They had always held their tempers before, but now that they see this situation, they can't help it anymore.
A tall, white-haired old man walked out of a certain guesthouse, came to the street, looked at a certain place, and was about to take action.
A majestic sword air came suddenly in the distance.
The thin Li Changgu appeared not far ahead, looked at the old man, and said calmly: "Changgu has seen Mr. Shui Jing."
Others may not know this old man, but it is also from the Academy. Li Changgu knows very well that Mr. Shui Jing is a monk in the Academy. He does not know the level of knowledge, but one thing is that this person’s cultivation level, It must be extremely high.
His name was repeatedly mentioned by many masters in the academy.
Mr. Shui Jing looked at Li Changgu and asked indifferently, "As my disciple of the palace, you can learn the sword. Why do you stand with them?"
Li Changgu tilted his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Shui Jing, the swordsman is so real."
Li Changgu is not the kind of person who talks a lot of nonsense, so after such a sentence, he didn't say much. He just held down the hilt of Kuday's short sword and said seriously: "Mr. Shui Jing, maybe you will die by my sword. "
Although Li Changgu had just set foot on the stairs, there were many things that could not be taken into account by common sense. For example, today's Li Changgu, when faced with this Mr. Shui Jing, he did not lose sight at all.
He looked at Mr. Shui Jing and calmly pulled out his sword.
It seemed that Mr. Shui Jing was not the one who was going to cut with the sword next.
It is the past time of almost a hundred years.