Chapter 577: Snow in Luoyang City

There are countless snow swords hovering in the sky, even if the saint sacrifices the Spring and Autumn Inkstone, there is still no way to disperse it. Zhang Sheng's Spring and Autumn Inkstone blocks the entire sky, but the silky sword aura still passes through the sky. Landed in Luoyang City.
Zhang Sheng's big sleeves made a small move, countless holy golden lights were in the sky, to counter those snow swords, but apart from the disappearance of the snow swords at the outermost edge, the other swords were still in the sky, and they were still The same fierce. Zhang Sheng’s Chunqiu inkstone looked at the dim golden light and seemed unable to resist. This strange scene shocked the monks in Luoyang City. The strongest of this mountain and river was Chao Qingqiu, but the sword fairy had already left. In the world, although there are still two sword immortals who don’t know where they came from, in the battle that day, there was no sense of invincibility that Chao Qingqiu felt like in the world. Not to mention beheading a saint, I am afraid that he wanted to seriously injure a saint. It's all difficult, but the snow swords in front of me are still so sharp, just like Chao Qingqiu back then, but Chao Qingqiu has already left, whose sword is this?
Whose sword is this?
I'm afraid that countless people have this idea, and they have questions in their hearts. Whose sword is this?
Who can be so powerful.
A monk was standing on a tall building, looking at these swords, and suddenly said, "This is the sword of Chao Jianxian!"
He was so sure that many monks around him frowned.
The young monk was not a three-sect monk, nor a swordsman, but an ordinary wild cultivator. He looked at the sky and was very excited, "This must be the sword of Chao Jianxian?"
Someone turned his head, looked at the monk and asked: "Why can you see it?"
The cultivator who had thought about going to practice swords long ago laughed loudly, "This method can crush Zhang Sheng and eliminate Chao Jianxian. There is no one else!"
The criterion for his judgment is very simple, that is, the power of these swords can make a saint have nothing to do, except for Chao Qingqiu, who else can it be?
This kind of inference seems to be unreasonable, but after thinking about it carefully, I can’t find any rebuttals. After so many years in the world, his image in the eyes of the world has long been fixed. He is the one who wants to do something. He must be able to make something of a man, his sword, as long as he wants to fall on someone, it can fall on someone.
After the monk said this, someone immediately sighed: "This is the last sword that Chao Jianxian left to the world."
Chao Qingqiu is the most ugly person in the world. Even the people closest to him don’t know what he is thinking. No one will know why he left such a sword after he left the world, but Does anyone know that it is not important, they only need to understand one thing, that is, the sword left by Chao Qingqiu, and still cannot be underestimated.
Otherwise, why the Confucian sage still has no way to deal with it.
Chun Qiu Yan is precious as a saint magic weapon, full of power, this magic weapon alone has semi-sacred power, but even so, in front of those snow swords, it still looks so weak.
Zhang Sheng looked at the snow swords and smiled bitterly. He stretched out his hand to fill the Spring and Autumn Inkstone with a lot of holy light. His magic artifact and the bald pen of the dead Chang Sheng were originally a pair, and the two holy artifacts were combined. First, it can exert the greatest power, but the Changsheng has left the world, and by the way, the pen is cut by a sword, and there is only this spring and autumn inkstone in the world.
To deal with other saints, Zhang Sheng has nothing to fear, but facing this dynasty
It's hard to say anything about the sword Qingqiu left behind.
Zhang Sheng held his breath and concentrated. This was originally a battle above the clouds and should not be taken lightly.
In the eyes of everyone, countless golden lights are falling on the clouds, and snow swords are constantly disappearing, but in fact, if someone can observe carefully, they will find a very important thing, that is, some snow swords appear behind the sky, although they have been oppressed by the saint , But didn't take the initiative to attack, just like after handing out a sword to Qingqiu, just to trap the saint, as for other things, he didn't do it.
Just to trap Zhang Sheng.
In the small courtyard.
The woman raised her head to look at the sky and noticed the anomaly, so she looked down at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Can Mr. Chao control these swords now?"
Chao Qingqiu looked up and said with a smile: "I don't have any friends. Qingtian is more than half, and this is more than half. I can't watch him die."
The woman was startled, and then asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chao can still kill him?"
Chao Qingqiu's expression was flat, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes. This sword fairy did not like to laugh so much in the past. "Zhang Wumo has studied more knowledge in this life than studied and fought like this. Naturally, he is not my opponent. Ten saints in the cloud. Among them, the two monks in Buddhism looked kind, but the fight was not weak at all. Otherwise, the sages here would not be jealous. The four Confucian sages, except for the scholar who has not been seen, the other three That is, Zhang Wumo is the worst in a fight. It can even be said that among these ten people, he is firmly ranked last. Of course, there are no ten people anymore."
Of the ten saints, he beheaded two, Ye Changting killed one, and now only seven are left, and one is missing. It is indeed the weakest time for Confucianism and Taoism.
If he is still in the ocean, it should indeed be the best time for the swordsman line to develop, but now that he is gone, it is not a big deal. No matter how you look at it, there are at least Liu Xiang and Ye in the swordsman line. Changting is here, and he is looking forward to Qingqiu, isn't he still in this world?
Knowing that the snow swords in the sky can't do anything to Zhang Wumo, Chao Qingqiu didn't bother to look at it. He turned his head, looked at the other side, looked at the slightly trembling sword, he was very fond of it. He touched the hilt of the sword, and then smiled.
The woman whispered: "Can that break through?"
This is of course the biggest problem. Today Luoyang City has done such a big thing, of course, it is not Chao Qingqiu to kill a saint, but the sword immortal is to protect the secular saint.
It's just that there is him in the cloud to stop Zhang Sheng, but in the world, there is not necessarily anyone who can stop Su Ye.
Chao Qingqiu sighed and said in a low voice, "Go."
Hearing the words, the old road flew away quickly and sank into the snow.
The woman looked at the leaving sword and asked cautiously: "Where is this going?"
Chao Qingqiu rubbed his fleshy face, sat back on the chair, and said, "Naturally find someone to help him."
The person Zhao Qingqiu is looking for will not be an ordinary person.
This is an undoubted matter.
The ancient road passed through the heavy snow, through most of Luoyang City, and finally stopped at the top of the highest building in Luoyang City. The man sitting on the tall building looked at the sword hovering in front of him and felt the Jian Qi paused, and then asked uncertainly: "Chao Jian Xian?"
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Li Fu
Shao stood in the alley, there was already a lot of snow in the alley.
He handed out a sword before, but it was not strong, but it caused the whole Luoyang City to change. He was surprised, and even more envious. Chao Qingqiu’s saying that the world is invincible has long been circulated. But in fact, for many years, no one has made it clear about what invincibility is. But when you look at these kinds of things, you can only sigh that Chao Qingqiu is only one in the world.
Just one person.
Li Fuyao drew his sword and returned the scabbard, and was about to walk back to the small courtyard, but at this time, at the end of the alley, another person appeared.
Li Fuyao knew that man.
Not only did he know him, but he also thought that person was good.
The man had an old book pinned to his waist, dressed like an ordinary scholar, and anyone who saw it would think he was a teacher and would not think of any other identity.
But after Li Fuyao saw that person, he was a little nervous.
Many years ago, on the way to leave Zhou country, in heavy snowy weather, in a broken house, he spent the night with this scholar and another man with white hair. Of course, there were A little guy, if nothing happens, the four people in this house will be famous in many years.
Su Ye is already the head teacher of the entire Academy, and Lin Hongzhu is also known as the first person in the wild. It seems that he and Lin Hongzhu will soon break through the building and go to the sea for a look. The whole world is hopeful. There are a lot of monks, but the most famous are just a few people. Lin Hongzhu and Su Ye must be one of them. These Li Fuyao are already in the Chaos and Twilight Realm, and it won’t take long before they can go further. Yuan, there may be a chance to become a sword immortal, and Song Pei, since he is Su Ye’s disciple, naturally he can’t be said to be mediocre. It is very likely that he will become the master of the next generation. The most famous person in this world.
But now, Li Fuyao is a monk in the Chaos and Twilight Realm, and he is facing a monk who climbs upstairs.
He is the head teacher of the Academy.
Li Fuyao held his sword hilt again.
Su Ye looked at you and smiled and said: "When I first met you, I thought you were pretty good. Later, whether you went to the Demon Land or other places, it proved that I did not misunderstand you, but you have to block now. I am not realistic."
What Su Ye said was plain, and it should have been plain.
A schoolmaster, speaking to such a sufficient swordsman, does not need to be too warm.
Li Fuyao ignored all the previous remarks, but said softly, "Why is the master teacher here?"
In the whole world of spiritual practice, Su Ye’s reputation as the head teacher is definitely good. As the head teacher of the palace, he is not superior. Unlike the majesty of the master Liang Yi, Su Ye is just like an ordinary teacher.
Su Ye looked at the small courtyard and whispered, "I'll see if there are any fellows in it."
Li Fuyao shook his head without thinking about it.
Su Ye said: "You are wrong."
Ps: Regarding the repetitive things, the repetitive places will be revised. The money was originally spent, and the money will not be spent again. You can see it when you go back. I have ignored your reading experience. I am deeply sorry. I will not do this in the future. Write the book well, read the book well.
Finally apologize.