Chapter 912: here I am

The immortal boat was broken and turned into wreckage.
But the sea of ​​swords did not have time to stop. After smashing the immortal boat, there was Yu Wei rushing forward, but when the sound rang, the swords stopped somewhere, and only a cracking sound was heard. , But these swords can't go any further.
That person was before the countless swords, but no one had seen the figure yet.
It wasn't until the sword stopped and the smoke dissipated that the man's appearance was revealed.
The man was dressed in a purple robe, and a middle-aged man with white auspicious clouds embroidered on the purple robe, his hair was randomly tied in a bun, and his appearance was handsome, just like a handsome young man.
When his face appeared in everyone's eyes, everyone felt a strange feeling, as if this person was the real master of the entire world, and they all bowed their heads to him.
This kind of influence, the lower the cultivator, the deeper, of course, there are exceptions, that is, the more tenacious people, the less affected.
The old sect master and a group of monks all fell from the clouds. After falling to the ground, they knelt down one after another. The old sect master said loudly: "Greetings to Han Tianjun!"
"Welcome to Han Tianjun!"
Countless voices sounded at the same time, and all the monks at the end of the sea or above the sea spoke. This sound was too loud, and it made countless people daunted to hear it.
Han Tianjun? !
Who didn't expect that even the old sect master was the same, that peerless Heavenly Sovereign who was all-powerful and pushed nine days and ten places, unexpectedly followed them to the world.
And it's inside Xianzhou.
It was only now that he remembered that Xianzhou had been in danger several times during his journey to the world before, but they were all safe and sound. It turned out that Han Tianjun had been here all the time.
The Sect Master of the Tianzong, one of the several heavenly monarchs in the world, one of the strongest in their world, has now come to the world.
The old sect master thought silently, Xianzhou belongs to the Tianzong, and most of the preparations in the early stage were undertaken by the Tianzong. Even Han Lu was sent out by the Tianzong. Looking at this time, the plan to come to the world has always been heaven. Zong contributes the most, and most of the plans are from Tianzong...
Now Han Tianjun came here in person.
"Yang Sui failed to protect Young Master Han's life, please Tianjun punish him!"
If the old Sect Master, who knew Han Tianjun's temperament, didn't say these words at this moment, he was afraid that he would come back there later, it would be a disaster.
Han Tianjun didn't go to see him, but said flatly: "Since someone with inferior skill died here, they died one-on-one, and they died."
While speaking, Han Tianjun kept looking at Li Fuyao.
There will certainly be people who can kill Han Lu, but even on his side, there are only a handful of young people of the same generation who can kill him, let alone a young man who has been practicing for less than two hundred years. .
This person is a real genius. If his surname is Han and he has the blood of Han Tianjun, then he deserves the Han family of Tianzong to rule the world for hundreds of thousands of years.
Pity.
It would be a pity for people like Han Tianjun.
Before, he said that fun is really fun. At this moment, he feels it is a pity, and it is also a pity.
"Han Lu it, you shouldn't be alive, or it will spread out, I'm afraid everyone will dare to deceive my Han family."
Han Tianjun said that the clouds were light and windy, as if he was about to pinch an ant easily, his emotions never fluctuated, as if he said that funny word at the beginning.
Li Fuyao was not afraid, just stretched out his hand, and the unbroken red dust fell into his palm.
Han Tianjun said: "Before you held Han Lu's head in the cloud and asked who would die in this world, now I will answer you, I will die in this world."
Li Fuyao held Hong Chen, his sword aura slowly wrapped around the sword, looked at the so-called Han Tianjun, grinned and said, "It depends on how good you are."
Han Tianjun seemed to think this sentence was really interesting. After a meal, he smiled and said, "Do you think I can't kill you with just one hand?"
As one of the strongest cultivators in that place, Han Tianjun killed all the cultivators here, just like searching for something, very easy.
unfortunately.
It's a pity again.
Han Tianjun smiled and said: "In this case, how about the bet of this monarch? You and I will fight for life and death. If you beat this monarch, this time the monarch will be defeated. In the next thousand years, this monarch promises not to let the monks step here. ."
It is not easy to think of this kind of thing if the winner is divided into the first battle and the thousand-year peace of the world must be earned.
It's just that such conditions, no matter what, are very attractive.
As soon as Li Fuyao was about to speak, Chao Qingqiu over there took a step, "I'm here."
He had been accumulating energy before, and at this moment he was the person in the best condition, and he was actually the one with the greatest chance of winning in the world.
Before Li Fuyao and Han Lu were fighting hard, the state at this moment is definitely not as good as Chao Qingqiu.
Let Chao Qingqiu come, this is the best choice.
Han Tianjun smiled and said: "It's okay, after killing you, killing him again is the same."
Li Fuyao was startled, but then he said, "I will come."
If Chao Qingqiu came to Han Tianjun alone, he might not really have a chance of winning. In this case, let him try.
Before Han Tianjun answered, Emperor Wu walked toward the front. The emperor of the demon land, the lord of the ten thousand monsters, laughed loudly and said, "How can I be less for such a thing?"
After a while, Liu Xiang also walked out. After adjusting his breath 6,000 years ago, the sword immortal has recovered a bit, "Liu Xiang is unwilling to join forces with others in this life, but this is an exception."
Han Tianjun looked at the four people in front of him without speaking.
Emperor Wu, Liu Xiang, Chao Qingqiu, and Li Fuyao were the strongest monks in the world.
Han Tianjun smiled and said, "If this is the case, why bother?"
Only after saying such a word, this Tianjun saw another white robe man appeared in the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.
The man's expression was cold, with a long sword at his waist, like the sword fairy leaf long pavilion that had never appeared.
Previously, Zhao Qingqiu said that the strongest swordsmen in the world were won by Jianxian Liuxiang six thousand years ago. Six thousand years later, he Chao Qingqiu and Li Fuyao, so after a thousand years, he should be Ye Changting.
This man who was already invincible in that river and lake came to the world to find an answer. The answer has not been fully obtained yet, of course he has not left yet.
Han Tianjun smiled again, "It's really funny."
As his voice fell, Han Tianjun at the moment turned into five people alone, and five Han Tianjun hovered above the sea of ​​clouds.
It's just one enemy five.
One of them, Han Tianjun, glanced at the old sect master, just glanced at it, and said nothing.
Five Han Tianjun greeted the five human monks. Needless to say, it was another magnificent battle.
Liu Xiang took the lead. This peerless sword fairy used his sword to tear apart the sea of ​​clouds, but soon he encountered a purple thunder from Han Tianjun.
This thunder technique was employed by Han Tianjun and Han Tianjun, but they were two different situations, and Han Lu couldn't compare to Han Tianjun no matter how strong it was.
Liu Xiang cut away the purple thunder with a sword, and then appeared again and disappeared with one of Han Tianjun's clones.
It should be somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds, but ordinary monks don't know where it is.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Wu made a move. The master of ten thousand demons with great realm had no major injuries at this moment.
Chao Qingqiu didn't rush to take action, just looked at two people and asked two words, "Is there really something going on in 700 years?"
"It's impossible for him to come here in real body. At this moment, he is only a clone. You can hold on for a while."
The first sentence asked Ye Changting, Chao Qingqiu wanted to ask at this moment whether the world is still 700 years away.
Ye Changting nodded without hesitation, "It's just that you are gone."
In the history books of later generations, it is recorded that Wu Shanhe, the master of the sword pavilion, built the sword pavilion on Qingcheng Mountain 700 years ago, but he can push it further, but there is no record of the sword fairy dynasty Qingqiu Liuxiang and the like.
There are many possibilities in the missing history. Perhaps Zhao Qingqiu and Li Fuyao died in this last battle, or perhaps something else happened.
In the second sentence, Chao Qingqiu had already seen Han Tianjun's state, thinking that he could not be the real body, and that he was only a clone, but even the clone is extremely powerful.
Li Fuyao nodded and said nothing.
After Ye Changting answered Zhao Qingqiu's words, he had already shot his sword and faced one of Han Tianjun.
Li Fuyao followed immediately.
In the end is Chao Qingqiu, this peerless sword fairy who has been without enemies for many years.
Chao Qingqiu smiled and said: "In my life, the first half of my life can be said to be a swordsman. The swordsman in the world, how the morality is, and what the way forward is, are all things I worry about. As for the second half of my life, I think about you. These cultivators from outside the world are thinking about the whole world, to be honest, these things are too boring, thinking for too long, no one can bear it."
Han Tianjun smiled and said, "After today, you don't have to work so hard."
Chao Qingqiu said: "They said that there is no name for me in the history books of later generations, and I think it's okay. If everyone in the world knows that I spent my entire life in Chao Qingqiu, there is nothing interesting."
"But since Chao Qingqiu can lift this sword, I can protect this world."
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The five Han Tianjun and the five strongest monks in the world did not enter the sea of ​​clouds. That was the final decisive battle. The old Sect Master also got up with the monks outside the universe, and the battle broke out again.
Before Han Tianjun appeared, all the cultivators were standing on Lingshan at this moment, looking at the cultivators from outside the sky. Su Ye, who had been seriously injured, looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Whoever talks about scholars can only read books, please remember to give He slapped."
Several people smiled.
Liang Yi, who was also seriously injured, said with a smile: "Among the three religions, my Taoist school still wins the top spot."
In the previous battle, Master Zhou and Zhang Sheng of Confucianism had already died in battle, and several saints died on the Taoist side.
As for the wild repairs, Lin Hongzhu broke his arm, Chen Jiu has already died, and His Royal Highness is already dead.
And the sword immortals, no one has died yet.
However, although the sword immortal in this world is strong, there are probably only a few people.
Li Changgu's bitter day was broken, the sword fairy was holding a half of his sword, thinking carefully about the past, and finally only stopped for a moment in front of a woman's bed, and then smiled.
He had no regrets in his life. Even if he had been trapped in the Star Picking Tower for 80 years, he didn't feel anything. The only thing was that he didn't marry that woman.
Sword Mountain Master Wu Shanhe no longer has a sword. His Shanhe sword was thrown out by him before to destroy the immortal boat, and then it was broken. After that, it became a powder.
That sword has such a majestic name, it is also a very proud sword, and it is not willing to exist in the world as a broken body.
Sword immortals without swords usually can't live long.
Wu Shanhe had no idea. He just remembered that many years ago, when the ancestor was not that old, he asked him to find a sword at the Sword Pond. After thinking about it, he went to check it, and then chose The ancestor looked very happy at the sword called Shanhe. He even said with a smile: "Wu Shanhe and Shanhe swords are very good."
After that, he kept carrying this sword, and has been with him since he was a boy and now he has become the Sword Master and the Sword Fairy.
This is what should belong to him most, and he should cherish it the most.
Pity.
Wu Shanhe looked at the monks who had rushed in front, and remembered that many years ago, the young man named Li Fuyao climbed the mountain for the first time. He actually looked at him from a distance. At that time, it didn’t matter whether he could climb or not. Jianshan is already his junior, but he still hopes that he will climb to Jianshan.
After going down the mountain twice, Wu Shanhe watched it once and not the other time.
The time I watched was the first time the young man named Li Fuyao climbed Jianshan, but he failed to climb Jianshan. Finally, he went up the mountain and took a look. The ancestor Xu Ji gave his lantern to this young man and asked him to Going down the mountain by himself, Wu Shanhe was actually hiding in the dark at the time. Looking at the very wronged young man, he didn't say anything, but just watched silently like this.
At that time, he should still think that his brother should be guarded by his brother.
But how can he go against the meaning of his ancestors?
Without seeing him go down the mountain, Wu Shanhe placed the gourd and Jianling in front of the young man and let him choose.
At that time, he thought, if he really chose Jian Ling, he would still be able to give up the position of Sword Mountain Master.
But in his heart, he thought that Li Fuyao chose the gourd.
That night, he knew that his junior brother would be very sad and wronged, but he didn't watch it and didn't care.
He thought he was right.
Actually everything is wrong.
He stretched his hand to hold down the sword order on his waist, smiled and said: "If I die, you won't have
Just die, Jianshan, take a good look, it was left to us by our ancestors. "
After saying this, Wu Shanhe smiled and said, "Sword and mountain go first for major events!"
This time a war that is doomed to death more people kicked off.

In the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, Liu Xiang was hit by a purple thunder in the chest, which made this sword immortal who had been seriously injured even more miserable. He stabilized his figure with difficulty, looked at Han Tianjun in front of him, and then smiled:" My Liu Xiang has never been defeated in my life."
Han Tianjun also smiled and said, "This is the same."
After just smiling, his face was not as good as before, because the sword Liu Xiang handed out was not stronger than the previous one, but it was more tragic.
He takes people as his sword, and his last sword is destined to burn all jade and stone.
If it is Han Tianjun in real body, let alone a Liu Xiang, even a hundred Liu Xiang are not rivals, but this Han Tianjun is not only not the real body, but also one of the five clones of a clone.
Then at this moment, Liu Xiang could kill him with all his might.
Liu Xiang laughed loudly and said loudly: "I am still the first in Liu Xiang!"
That sword slammed into Han Tianjun, and the earth broke apart, burning with his jade!

The five Han Tianjun were alone, and one clone died, and the other four Han Tianjun could also feel it, so the four Han Tianjun were a little lost.
Emperor Wu saw the right time and slashed out, and the black sword aura appeared again.
Han Tianjun Zi Lei split the black sword auras, his hands were sealed, and the whole person showed a masterful demeanor. Although he was only a clone, he was Han Tianjun after all.
However, Emperor Wu was completely disregarded at this moment. At the same time that the purple thunder was roaring, his second knife also swung out, but this time, it was no longer pitch black like ink, but a color like flames.
When the sword was swung, there was even a phoenix sound immediately. In the sea of ​​clouds, two phoenixes slowly ascended to the sky.
One of them is the Demon Empress.
What about the other one?
Emperor Wu said softly: "I said, I will look at the demon land and will not tolerate outsiders trampling on that land."
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After the two phoenixes, there will be three sword auras almost at the same time, one is white, the other two are blue.
Then three sword immortals spoke almost at the same time, with only one killing character in their mouths.
"kill."
In the next half an hour, the entire sky above the Buddha's soil was like a purgatory on earth, with purple sky thunder and several sword qi entangled, and then two phoenixes slowly wandering in the sky.
And under those visions, the battle between the monks in the world and the monks in the world is coming to an end.
Jian Shan Zhang taught Wu Shanhe and died in battle.
Sword fairy Li Changgu, died in battle.
The head of the Academy taught Su Ye and died in battle.
Taoist saint Liang Yi, died in battle.
The demon, the great demon Qingtian, died in battle.
Zenzi, died in battle.
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Many familiar names are leaving.
There are also many monks who climb the tower, monks in the spring and autumn, and even monks in the evening.
The high-end combat power on the human side is indeed not enough, but there are so many monks who are not afraid of death, and they have completely turned this battle into a balance of power.
But they all knew that the final winner was Han Tianjun and Chao Qingqiu.
At the same time, the world is changing, and a gully is emerging. It was caused by the war between the monks. The war between the human race and the monster race 6,000 years ago has caused problems in the world. Now this one is even more so, naturally Something will happen.
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On the other side of the cultivator, he was almost dead, and in the end only the old master was left.
On the human side, there are almost no cultivators from the Canghai Sea to fight.
Ye Sheng returned from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. The Taoist priest was injured before, but he has not died yet.
Ye Shengge's white dress was stained with blood and appeared beside Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng smiled and said: "Wait for me."
Ye Shengge glanced at him, but did not speak.
Ye Sheng smiled and said: "As a father, how can I put my daughter into danger? The last one, let me be the father."
Ye Shengge just shouted daddy, but the meaning was clear, no.
She can't help Li Fuyao over there, but she can.
Ye Sheng is not insisting, this time it is the two Taoist saints moving forward at the same time, and of course it is the first time that the two father and daughter fought side by side.
The remaining monks looked up at the final battle, some with tears in their eyes, and some with expressionless faces.
Enough people have died in this battle.
The monks in the world hardly keep nine out of ten.
The old sovereign smiled sadly, "Come on!"
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About an hour later, the old sect master hit Ye Sheng's chest with a punch, and then Ye Shengge's golden silk thread penetrated the old sect master's chest.
The blood spilled on the world.
Above the sea of ​​clouds, the vision gradually subsided.
There were fewer and fewer purple sky thunders, and the sword energy gradually dissipated.
Ye Sheng stood in the cloud, watching Ye Shengge, smiling as golden light particles dissipated.
There were tears in the corner of Ye Shengge's eyes, but he still looked up at the sea of ​​clouds.
Ye Sheng has already left, and Liang has also left, what about the remaining person?
Don't leave.
After about a quarter of an hour, the thunder was gone, and the sword qi was gone.
Everything slowly calmed down.
Chaoqing Qiuye Changting came out of the sea of ​​clouds.
Emperor Wu's robe was exposed.
Where is Willow Lane?
Where is Li Fuyao?
Tears had begun to fall from the corner of Ye Shengge's eyes. She didn't know when she fell in love with that person, or how long she could be with him.
But she hadn't thought about the day when they separated, that day would be very uncomfortable.
It’s good to come later that day, why is it now?
Ye Shengge was already full of tears.
"Li Fuyao!"
She was hoarse.
A young man rolled out of the sea of ​​clouds and fell on her back. Then he opened his mouth with difficulty, "Here."
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