Chapter 429: Although the world is big, I only have one sword (4)

When Mr. Shui Jing met Li Changgu, another young man appeared in Baiyu Town.
The monks in the world can keep their appearance unchanged when they reach a certain level. Of course, if they set foot in their twilight years, most monks will be reluctant to use Qi to maintain their appearance.
Therefore, most of the monks who can have young looks are at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Most of the monks who climbed the stairs had lived for hundreds of years, no matter what their appearance, most of the vicissitudes of life in their eyes could not be hidden.
But this one has clear eyes.
There is only life inside.
When this cyan robe, holding a folding fan, the climbing monk appeared on the street.
In fact, many people couldn't imagine that such a young man was actually a monk who climbed the stairs.
Yanyu stood by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, standing with Chanzi.
After taking a look at the young scholar, Chanzi exclaimed: "You have a lot of talented teachers. This senior should be a jade-faced scholar, right?"
Yanyu was a little surprised. He looked at Zenzi and asked with a smile, "Why is Zenzi so knowledgeable?"
Chanzi looked at the man in the distance and said, "This should have happened two hundred years ago. No one in the world has seen this senior for two hundred years. I didn't expect to appear in front of us today."
Yanyu nodded, "Even most people in the academy can't remember this senior."
Chanzi sighed: "There is no reason to be immortal, why is it so?"
Yan Yu thought for a while, and then said: "It was originally an endless situation."
In the mountains and rivers, the Three Sects and the swordsman are in the same line, whether they can be said to be endless, or not to be the enemy of life and death, in fact, the number was established six thousand years ago.
Chanzi moved his gaze and did not want to look at the jade-faced scholar anymore. He just said: "Today's battle, the swordsman has been exhausted, and the number of people who climbed up the stairs is the best combat power in the world, but in comparison, It's still not as good as Confucianism and Taoism."
No matter what Confucianism or Taoism, the roots of 6,000 years in the mountains and rivers can be compared by the swordsman family. If there is no Chaoqingqiu, the swordsman family may have already changed. Made the dust of history.
Zenzi said, "No one can stop this senior."
This is a fact. When Wei Chunzhi dissipated, Zhou Qing, the swordsman who was present at the building, almost died here. The old man was overwhelmed by himself, and Xu was even more unable to get out of his body. Although Li Changgu had just arrived, he was caught After Mr. Shui Jing stopped, he was unable to rush to help others.
This jade-faced scholar was originally a cultivator of the ascending tower realm, and it can be said that which battle he joins now will be one-sidedly inclined.
Chanzi said calmly, "I don't know who this senior will kill first."
Yan Yu shook his head, "Who knows."
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Yumian Shusheng came here to kill.
Therefore, after a short while, he appeared on the battlefield of Xu Li.
This incognito swordsman who was more incognito than Zhou Qing had already killed one of the climbers, and now he seriously injured another. The climber who was able to stand in front of him is not a big problem, but Xu Li's face is still A little pale.
When the scholar Yumian came here, it almost established the situation of Xu Li's death in battle.
The young man who could say that Yushu Linfeng looked at Xu Li and said calmly: "You it."
Xu Li smiled coldly, raised his sword to his chest, and did not answer.
In his opinion, the Jade-faced scholar who had not dared to make a move before, but now came to him, was still afraid of the killing power of the swordsman.
The scholar Yumian slapped his hands with the bottom of the folding fan, and said, "No matter what, you should die. I haven't made a move for two hundred years. I killed a swordsman who climbed the stairs with this move, which is not bad."
Xu Xiao said with a smile: "Come and try?"
For the first time in his life, the one who beheaded was also a climber.
Of course, the yellow crane at the time was not counted!
The majestic sword aura swept through the wind and snow, forming a weird tornado, whether it was wind or snow, or sword intent, all were full of solemnity.
Jade-faced scholar stretched out his hand and watched a snowflake fall on the back of his hand, and then watched the snowflake fall apart. Jade-faced scholar picked up the folding fan a little, and the majestic air force swept over like a nine-day galaxy. The machine was already going to surpass the one Xu Li had to kill before ascending the stairs.
Xu Li swung a sword.
The same majestic sword aura swept towards Yumian scholar.
It's just that after the sword energy passed a certain distance, it suddenly stopped moving.
The scholar in Jade face stretched out his hand and pulled the sword aura away abruptly.
He stood on the spot with the folding fan in his hand, looking very leisurely.
The other two cultivators who climbed here looked at each other, and they could see the fear in each other's eyes.
This is the same as climbing a building, Xu Li is not something they can handle, but no one has thought that this young man is obviously a monk among the three religions, and it is also true, and he is going to be far better than them.
The official Xu frowned. Although this sword was not a sword at the peak, it would definitely not fall into the wind when dealing with the general climbing stage. How could he ever think that it would be the same as it is now, but it was actually stopped by the scholar Jade Face .
His face is solemn.
The scholar Yumian shook his head and said, "The so-called swordsman, but so."
It was not that he mocked Xu Li in such a state, but from his own heart, whether it was the pinnacle Xu Li or not, there was no way he could beat him.
This is extreme confidence.
Of course, it is also a cognition based on its extremely powerful strength.
Xu Li said seriously: "You are very strong."
The scholar Yumian was noncommittal, but repeatedly tapped the palm of his hand with a folding fan. He thought about it, and then said, "Now you should die."
After saying this, he stretched out a finger.
And the opposite is naturally a sword light born.
But soon there was an indifferent voice from the sky, "Joker!"

After Li Fuyao once again beheaded a monk of the Supreme Qing Realm, he was really exhausted.
He stuck his sword and looked at the other Taiqingjing on the corner. There was really no way he could do it.
The sword energy in the spirit palace was empty, and he could no longer deliver a sword.
The man walked slowly to this side, holding a pen in his hand, and the energy gathered here, he wanted to kill it with one blow.
But soon, a ray of sword energy swept across the sky, and a sword pierced his chest straight.
Life is cut off.
A white robe man suddenly appeared in front of Li Fuyao.
Li Fu shook his head and saw the man's face clearly, even though it was a little weird.
Because of this face, he has seen it more than once.
He opened his mouth and said nothing.
The white robe man's gaze fell on Li Fuyao's Qingsi hand.
He didn't move much, but the blue silk kept trembling.
There are many emotions in those trembling sounds, the joy of reunion after a long time, and a little sadness...
The white-robed man said to himself: "It's in your hands, you have suffered some grievances."
Li Fuyao bowed his head and said nothing. He naturally knew that the previous owner of this sword was the rarest sword embryo in the world. The kendo aptitude was so high that even Sword Immortal Chao Qingqiu could not compare with him. How could he compare? .
Therefore, it is normal to feel wronged.
The white-robed man continued: "It's just that it is still held in the right hand."
Li Fuyao whispered: "I'm sorry."
The white-robed man looked at Li Fuyao, shook his head, and mourned: "This world has changed, not the world it used to be. It’s a little harder for you to live. You don’t need to be sorry, Qingsi or something else. It’s always not back then..."
"What's your name?"
The white-robed man looked at Li Fuyao and asked softly.
Li Fuyao replied: "Li Fuyao."
The white-robed man nodded, his expression calm, "I never thought I could look at this world again, nor did I think that you have such a hard time, but I thought, I can always do something, even if it's not because I am a swordsman. , But it seems to be because I am Bai Zhihan..."
Li Fuyao whispered: "Senior, how are you..."
Li Fuyao had seen Bai Zhihan twice before. The first time was when he held the Qingsi sword for the first time. At that time, he saw the scene of Bai Zhihan dying in Jianshan, and the second time in Chen Guo’s Wanbao. Pavilion, more specific, was just the second Bai Zhihan, far less gentle than the current Bai Zhihan.
Bai Zhihan looked at Li Fuyao, thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand and said, "I came to you... to borrow the sword..."
Chao Qingqiu asked him to reappear in the world, and he also found a sword for him. It was the sword of a swordsman in the ascending tower realm, but it was far from easy with Qingsi.
Therefore, he came here to find Li Fuyao to borrow the sword.
The reason is to borrow a sword.
That's because the Qingsi sword is really not his Bai Zhihan's sword anymore.
The master of Qingsi now is Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao let go of Qingsi and said softly, "Senior, this is your sword."
Bai Zhihan shook his head, "This is your sword."
He added, "Let me use it."
Li Fuyao did not speak any more, just took two steps back.
Bai Zhihan looked at the blue silk and took a step forward, reaching out to hold the blue silk.
In an instant.
A sword sound resounded across the sky.
If Chao Qingqiu's sword sound can be heard by everyone in the world, and it can also send a message that the swordsman of the world can go somewhere.
Then Bai Zhihan's sword sound had only one meaning.
That's me back!
who am I?
I am Bai Zhihan, I am the last sword embryo in the world, and I am the strongest swordsman in the ascending realm.
So when I stand here, under the sea, no matter who it is, I should retreat.
When I want to kill, no matter who it is, I have to die.
Bai Zhihan held Qingsi, an unprecedented majestic sword aura emerged from him.
So at this moment, this sword embryo from six thousand years ago is a swordsman in the stairwell realm.
came back.
The last sword embryo in the world did an extremely weird move, which was to lift a sword to cut a ravine on the ground.
Standing in the gully, he whispered softly: "Long time no see."