Seven swords were placed in front of these seven sword monks.

The young man wrapped his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile: "If you are interested, you will take them away. It's up to you to take them away or not. Whether you have the life or not depends on yourself."

The middle-aged monk who was leading the way just looked at the swords for a moment and then completely moved away, and then a few beads of sweat dripped off his forehead. Just the sword energy leaked from the young man opening the sword box was enough to shock them.

Let’s talk about this sword master.

Although they were wild cultivators and had not yet walked into the swordsman's avenue, they actually knew a lot about the things in the swordsman's lineage. But what they were afraid of was that the swordsman was not all in their hands. When did such one more person come up with seven swords?

And it seems that these seven swords are not ordinary, where did the freak come from?

But they can't let them talk and think too much. The current situation requires them to make a choice immediately.

"This sword fairy master is a big guy who doesn't know anything about Taishan. Because he is practicing swordsmanship, he treats us as a fart and lets go?"

The middle-aged monk did not speak, but soon others spoke, and his words were full of flattery.

The young man smiled and said, "There is no problem, but you really don't try to take it away. If there is really a sword following you, I will give it to you."

The young people's tone is slow, but they really seem to give them benefits.

Several sword-wearing monks looked at each other. If they wanted a good sword, they would have to be able to do it. This young man saw that his realm was much higher than them. It would be really not easy to get his sword.

I'm dead, I'm using a sword, it's useless.

Nothing is useful.

The young man smiled and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression and said, "Isn't you really going to try?"

The latter never speaks.

After a moment of stalemate, he actually walked out and reached out to grab the black hair.

He can catch any other sword, but this one is the only one.

Can he catch it?

There is a sword intent of Qingqiu on the Qingsi Sword. Even if it has to be completely unsheathed to show its strength, it is something left by a sword immortal. He, a young monk with a low level, reaches out to grab this sword, isn’t he seeking death?

Sure enough, after a moment, the sword intent of the Qingsi Sword was shaped, and a sharp sword energy quickly penetrated his body.

He fell slowly and could not say a word again.

This situation shocked the remaining monks and soon fell to the ground.

Apart from Li Fuyao, who can have so many swords, this young man really cannot be someone else.

Li Fuyao took his sword and returned to the sword box, glanced at the body of the middle-aged monk, and then said with some pity: "Since he has found a way out for you, you will be lucky."

Based on Li Fuyao's realm, he naturally knew that when he picked up the black hair, the middle-aged monk poured a wisp of sword energy into it unconsciously. How could his sword energy be compared with Chao Qingqiu? Therefore, when the sword energy encountered Chao Qingqiu's sword intent, it really caused the subsequent events. The sword intent made a great deal and directly plundered him.

But why he did this, probably seeing that Li Fuyao asked them to choose a sword was actually just to let them die again.

As the eldest brother, he asked for a way out for his brothers, and he felt that there was no problem.

Li Fuyao also saw it, so he didn't say anything. A few wild cultivators were insignificant and didn't have to kill them.

After saying this, Li Fuyao turned his sword and turned into a green rainbow and soared into the sky.

In a flash, I returned to Feiyu City.

At the wine stall at the city gate, Li Fuyao took the wine and drank it by himself after he sat down.

The old monk was shocked and lost his mind, then smiled all over his face, "Young Master is back, but what's the big deal?"

Li Fuyao waved his hand and smiled, "It's not a big deal. I just want to tell the old seniors something. It's good for business seniors. Why are they so bad? Those women really want to be picked up by others to replenish yang and practice the skills?"

The old monk saw Li Fuyao's sword-controlling methods and really knew that this was not a wild cultivator who practiced swords, but a real swordsman. In addition, the two swordsmen who were circulating in the sky demon lands were so popular that he did not dare to take it lightly when he met a swordsman.

The old monk whispered, "Young Master, don't get angry. The women were sold by their parents after they received the money. They were definitely not merely unscrupulous things. If no one sells their daughters, I would not dare to do this even if I have the courage to do this."

After saying this, the old monk who was well-founded and had to breathe a sigh of relief. He saw that the young man who was very good at speaking before was instantly unsheathed and cut a crack into the entire street of Feiyu City.

"It sounds reasonable, but if it makes sense, I just don't think there is any reason at all. I don't care about so much. Anyway, I'm going to draw a sword today. If anyone doesn't want to, stand up and stop me!"

The young man who seemed to have eaten firecrackers stood on the streets of Feiyu City, looking at the monks in the city, both light and dark, with a calm expression.

Then what happened should be the most important thing that should be recorded in history since the establishment of Feiyu City. The swordsman who didn't know the realm set out to set off his sword in Feiyu City that day and cut off the sect leader of Feiyu Sect.

You must know that the sect leader was said to be the second in Feiyu City.

The matter is not over yet. Wu Muyun, the culprit who collected yang and replenished yin, was cut off by Li Fuyao's limbs. In fact, if someone is interested, he will know where the limbs are, and even the fifth limb is broken.

Then the young man stood in the city. As long as someone tried to save Wu Muyun, he would be killed by his sword without leaving any room for anything.

Until no one dared to speak out and no one dared to meddle in other people's business.

It was only after Wu Wu and Wu Muyun's personal sister took action and ended up with his own brother.

Wu Wu's eyes were full of hatred, and he looked at Li Fuyao and said, "I don't know who you are, can you report your name? I, Wu Wu, will come back to seek justice one day!"

Li Fuyao was a little surprised, "As a person like him, can there be justice?"

Wu Wu remained silent.

Let Li Fuyao ridicule.

Li Fuyao looked at Wu Wu and said, "My name should be known to me. The demon soil that came a few days ago is about to leave the demon soil. My name is Li Fuyao."

Li Fuyao, these three words seem to be more scary than his sword.

The young man's name was rumored a lot a few days ago, and it was even louder than the names of some big monsters.

Shoot down several young geniuses at the top of Qingtian City, and then attract Chao Qingqiu to sit with him on the top of the city and chat. Can this kind of honor be obtained by ordinary people?

Besides, this has caused several young geniuses to lose in Qingtian City. Can they be the ones they can afford?

Wu Wu didn't say anything, and the expression in her eyes became dimmed.

Li Fuyao didn't have the heart to care about what these people thought. He had a breath in his heart, but if he didn't express it, it would attract a group of people.

Therefore, after showing his might, Li Fuyao immediately left with his sword.

This time, it took thousands of miles before stopping exhausted.

Li Fuyao, who became more and more skilled in swordsmanship, lay on the sword of the tall building, with a leisurely expression and murmured: "The closer we are to the mountains and rivers, the less at ease you feel. Do you have to swing this sword?"

After the sword control ended, Li Fuyao, who left Feiyu City, hung two swords again. Finally, one day later, he met a demon cultivator who climbed the tower realm. The great demon cultivator with bloody energy appeared in a mountain forest. After showing off, he had absolutely no nonsense, and his huge palm was quickly pressed down.

The majestic aura is like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, with unparalleled power.

The climbing tower under the sea is really invincible in the world without leaving the sea.

The majestic aura arrives instantly.

Li Fuyao did not hesitate at all. Unlike before, the black hair was completely unsheathed this time and completely released Qingqiu's sword intent. Li Fuyao held the black hair tightly and waved a shocking sword at the demon cultivator climbing the tower realm.

Countless magnificent sword energy swept through the entire mountain forest, and finally penetrated the body of the demon cultivator who climbed the tower realm.

The power of a sword is like this.

With a sword, Li Fuyao was exhausted.

Chao Qingqiu's sword is indeed powerful, but after all, Chao Qingqiu lent to Li Fuyao. If you want to swing it, you have to pay the price.

For example, it is to instantly drain the sword energy from the Empty Spirit Mansion.

Li Fuyao naturally did not have the luck to hold the most powerful sword in the world towards Qingqiu, but this sword could be cut into the tower, which was really good.

Li Fuyao's face was pale and his body kept trembling. The demon pill of the demon cultivator of the climbing tower realm was not far away, but Li Fuyao had no chance to walk over and take it into his hand.

With the power of a sword, the demon cultivators who radiate thousands of miles almost fled one after another, fearing that the swordsman would look at them with his sword, but the next moment, another climbed to the tower realm came here.

The same blood and energy are like abyss.

The middle-aged man with an indifferent expression stood opposite Li Fuyao and sneered: "A Taiqing can make me walk with you for so many days. Even if I die, it can be said that there is no such thing as dying in vain."

Li Fuyao held his black hair tightly and bit his lip.

There is no chance of another sword at this moment.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand casually and wanted to crush Li Fuyao's head.

But in an instant, a sword energy came from afar.

Instantly tore a hundred feet apart.

Li Fuyao looked closely and saw a woman standing in the distance holding a sword.

He was heroic and cool, Li Fuyao was temporarily lost, and seemed to be in a daze as if he had seen his uncle Xie Lu from that year.

It is no exaggeration to say that the heroic female swordsman is his real master.

But uncle Xie Lu has long passed away, who is this female swordsman?

The female swordsman stood in her arms and looked at the man climbing the tower, with a cold tone, "Either die or get out."

Who else can have such momentum before the war begins? Apart from the swordsman?

The middle-aged man looked at the swordsman who had been circulating in the demonic land and sneered: "I have to see if I can take action with all my might!"

In his tone, he was quite confident.

The woman didn't say much nonsense. Since she didn't leave, she wanted to die.
To be continued...