Chapter 611: Kill under the lights (middle)

To fight against monks in the same line of swordsman, naturally you need to stretch the distance as far as possible. It is said that a foot in front of a swordsman is a dead place.
It is a famous governance saying that countless people have exchanged countless experiences.
But if the realm is different, you don't need to care about it.
Although the realm of the monk of the Academy was in the Spring and Autumn Period, he knew that the young swordsman in front of him was not an ordinary swordsman, but one of the two most famous swordsmen in the mountains and rivers, so he was silent for a moment and did not welcome him. Go up.
It's just that the hands are printed in front of you, and there are already countless majestic air machines coming from all directions, and the lights that are blowing are swaying endlessly.
Standing in the light of the lights, Chen Tianen looked at this scene without the slightest surprise. The wrinkles on an old face were all packed together, and it looked very strange.
He was meditating on what Li Fuyao said before.
The weather tonight is not good, there is no bright moon, maybe it is, but it is blocked by clouds, so except for this house, other places are very dark.
Li Fuyao looked at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "I haven't asked Mr. Name yet?"
The middle-aged man seemed to think of something, and after a while he said: "Before I leave the school, the students call me Mr. Mu."
Naturally, Mr. Mu was not his name. It was just because of his dull temperament and bad words. So if Mr. Xuegong was joking, he should call him Mr. Mu. He was never angry. Later, the students shouted, and he never refuted it.
He has been studying and practicing all his life, and he hasn't done anything else. He doesn't have enough savvy to read, so he doesn't read much, so he spends a lot of time in practice. This is the reason why he is in the Spring and Autumn Realm.
"I want to kill you, it's not difficult."
Mr. Mu looked at Li Fuyao in the light and said.
Before the words were over, a majestic air machine swept over, and with the faint breeze drifting towards the outside of the house, the lights flickered in surprise.
The house was silent, only the sound of the wind could be heard, and only the sword light could be seen.
Chen Tianen is not a monk. At this time, he has nothing to do except feeling very depressed.
The blue silk in Li Fuyao's hand, a masterpiece of blue light, passed quickly in the light, like a blue light, countless sword qi overflowed, looking very gorgeous.
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Nineteen passed by in the light, like the light of the morning, very conspicuous.
The gradual green light of the grass is even more clear, like a large piece of green grass, showing a different color in the light.
Li Fuyao's two fake natal swords are very powerful, and ordinary monks have no chance of winning in front of these two fake natal swords and the blue silk in his hand.
But the monk facing today is not ordinary.
The orthodox monks in the Academy of Spring and Autumn Realm are not ordinary monks.
Jian Nineteen and Cao Jianqing shuttled in the night sky, and the Qingsi sword was in Li Fuyao's hand. From time to time, he handed out a sword, which made Mr. Mu feel that Li Fuyao was also a difficult person to deal with.
That countless qi machine mixed with killing intent in this house, it is like a killing formation, not ordinary people can be here, and unscathed.
Several sword lights kept flashing in the dark night.
Half an hour later, the air in the house halted. Mr. Mu put his hands in front of his abdomen and looked at Li Fuyao. He said with some admiration: "A Chaos and Twilight Realm is actually in my hand. I have not yet achieved a defeat, and I have to say something terrifying."
"It's just that your practice time is too short, the background is too bad, and it's still not enough. In a hundred years, maybe you don't even think it makes sense to open your eyes, but how do you know that you can see you in a hundred years?"
After listening to these words, Li Fuyao said: "If only the time spent in cultivation is used to determine the level, how can one fight, and the two of them look at each other. Wouldn't it be based on the number of years of practice?"
Mr. Mu smiled and said, "What you said is a bit interesting."
Li Fuyao said, "I have many swords, and every one is a good sword."
Mr. Mu did not speak, waiting for the following, you have a sword, there are many swords, I know this, and then?
Li Fuyao said, "My best sword, do you want to see it."
When he said these words, Li Fuyao was very serious, and he had put Qingsi back in the scabbard. He looked at Mr. Mu and knew that if he continued to fight like this, he might not be able to tell the outcome all night.
So Li Fuyao thought of Xunxian.
That fairy sword is Li Fuyao's biggest backing.
It is also his biggest ultimate move.
Not surprisingly, once the fairy sword is taken out by Li Fuyao, if it is known to outsiders, it will cause an uproar.
But Li Fu
Shao also wanted to try the power of that fairy sword.
He stared at Mr. Mu.
Mr. Mu felt something special, but he waited for Li Fuyao to take out the sword.
Li Fuyao has a lot of swords, many of which were given by Lord Qingtian, and Qingsi was found under the cliff of Jianshan Mountain, looking for immortals.
This was found in the palace.
That is a fairy sword.
Li Fuyao retracted his hand on the hilt of the sword, a trace of sword aura from his sleeves.
This trace of sword aura is almost a world apart from the previous sword aura.
This is the sword spirit of Xianjian.
It was this ray of sword aura, after coming into the world from the sleeve of the sleeve, it quickly tore the surrounding auras, and it seemed very relaxed. This wisp of sword aura quickly tore a lot of things to the woods. Mr. away.
Mr. Mu stared at the ray of sword aura, was silent for a long time, and then said: "I hope this sword is not called the ancient way."
Not many people know the relationship between Li Fuyao and Chao Qingqiu, but not everyone does not know their relationship, at least some people will.
Just like Mr. Wood.
He knew that Chao Qingqiu had been outside the sky, so the ancient sabre road became the only fairy sword in the world, but after Chao Qingqiu left the world, no one knew where that ancient road had gone.
If Gu Dao did not leave this world, who would he most likely be left to by Chao Qingqiu?
I'm afraid there is no one else except Li Fuyao.
Mr. Mu felt the sharp sword intent in the ray of sword aura, felt the will that could tear everything apart, and Mr. Mu's bad feelings filled his mind.
"What kind of sword is this?"
"This is my sword."
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Mr. Mu looked at Li Fuyao and said, "I heard that Chao Jianxian admires you very much. He left this sword for you?"
This question is very euphemistic, not too straightforward.
Li Fu shook his head.
This sword cannot be said to be a real fairy sword, but it is not much different.
He looked at Mr. Mu and said, "This sword is called Xunxian."
Mr. Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and then wanted to say something.
Li Fuyao said again: "I remember its last owner, Xin."
As he spoke, a dagger flew out of his sleeve.