If the female swordsman Cao Jianqing who used the side door to maintain the climbing realm was not considered a real climbing realm, then when he called Wei Chunzhi from the same side door, he should not be a real climbing realm.

But who knew that the first sword Wei Chunzhi handed out broke the big cauldron. The man who used the big cauldron as his natal magic weapon vomited blood and looked here, his eyes were about to break.

Wei Chunzhi reached out and pulled a sword energy from the horizon and poured it into his body.

Let your body look more real from the previous illusion.

He looked up and laughed loudly, "Xie Chaojianxian borrowed the sword once!"

The voice towards Qingqiu came from somewhere far away, "It's only half an hour."

After swinging the sword towards Qingqiu, he actually borrowed half a strand of sword energy to Wei Chunzhi. This half of sword energy is not as good as the sword intent that he lent to Li Fuyao before, and it can only allow Wei Chun to exist in the world for at most half an hour.

The effect of the sword energy that Wei Chunzhi brought was only to allow him to survive for half an hour.

There is no help to his sword realm.

In other words, the sword realm from Wei Chun to the present is just the realm he had in his lifetime.

But that's it. Wei Chunzhi was able to smash the big tripod with one sword, which is enough to show how charming this swordsman was during his lifetime.

The cinnabar envoy of Gui Jin hovered beside him and did not dare to take action again. Wei Chunzhi stood with his sword. The woman beside him was already pale with grass. After this battle, these two people should have bid farewell to the world.

There is no more spring in the world and the grass gradually turns green.

Wei Chun was not in a hurry to take action for at most half an hour. He looked down at the woman and said softly: "Is it worth torture myself?"

The grass gradually greened and wiped away the tears and whispered: "Wei Chunzhi, I just want to see you again."

I want to see you again, even if I can leave you in a quick glance.

Wei Chunzhi smiled, he slowly straightened his waist and said with a smile: "After seeing me, I will see me again with my sword, and then leave the world hand in hand."

The grass gradually turned green and silent, just nodded.

Wei Chunzhi looked at the distance, completely ignored the two people in front of him and just smiled heartily: "I never thought that there would be a situation today. Let's face the enemy with you. Wei Chunzhi's luck, look at Wei Chunzhi's sword first!"

The sound was so loud that it spread throughout Baiyu Town.

In the distance, a voice soon sounded, it was Zhou Qing.

He stood on the top of a mountain, handing out a sword, forcing the man in front of him to climb the tower back a few steps, and then said, "No matter whether you, Wei Chunzhi, borrowed a sword from Chaojianxian, I, Zhou Qing, will kill someone to climb the tower first."

It also spread throughout Baiyu Town.

The woman shouted in dissatisfaction, "Bao."

The sound was not loud, so Zhou Qing naturally couldn't hear it.

But soon the woman laughed softly again and said, "It's good if you're happy."

In that alley, he asked the powerful sword energy on Xu Li, who had bought a coffin and lost it. It was like raindrops quickly pouring on the middle-aged scholar. He said without raising his head: "No way, I will kill you first if you go upstairs to kill the tower."

Soon another old voice came out in the clouds, "Don't you think I'm old and weak, let me kill someone first?"

As the words came out, there were countless sword energy scattered on earth.

The sword Chao Qingqiu had such a great influence that even the saints in the clouds would not have imagined.

In the past, there were many swordsmen in the world, which seemed to be rare in the eyes of the monks of the Three Sects, but who knew that after Chao Qingqiu's sword, at least four or five swordsmen climbing the tower had arrived in Baiyu Town.

Before this, who would have thought that in this world, the monks who climbed the towers in this world, besides Xu Ji, the ancestor of Jianshan, there are others?

But after Chao Qingqiu's sword, I'm afraid that the entire three religions will look at the swordsman lineage with admiration. At least from now on, although the swordsman has declined, he will not be so searching all over the mountains and rivers, and he cannot find out the situation of one or two climbing the tower.

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As several people climbed the tower and spoke as if they were almost arrogant, many monks appeared near Baiyu Town and many sword lights appeared.

Countless swordsmen who came from very far and near came to Baiyu Town and then came to meet some monks after they fell.

Catch and fight.

No nonsense.

At this time, there is actually no need to talk nonsense, just draw the sword.

Li Fuyao stood at the corner of the street, swallowed a handful of pills, then jumped over, stared at a Taoist Taiqing cultivator, quickly flew through the alley, and let the monk's visual blind spots escape from the sword box.

A sword cut off the man's head.

Li Fuyao kept shaking towards another place at the same time, killing a monk who intended to attack Zhou Qing's wife with a sword.

Gasping heavily.

This time, the injuries he had suffered before made him extremely uncomfortable.

The pain that involved the internal organs made Li Fuyao grin.

The woman looked at him, thought for a while, handed him the sword on her waist, and said softly: "There is a sword intent of Zhou Qing on it, which can save your life at critical moments."

Li Fu shook his head, pushed the sword back, and whispered: "Senior Zhou Qing's sword heart, for you, if something happens to you, it will definitely affect Senior Zhou Qing."

The woman thought about it and stopped insisting, but just whispered: "Be careful."

Li Fuyao nodded and looked up at the countless sword energy in the sky, colorful.

This is the most swordsman he has seen since practicing swordsman.

This situation may have been created by Chao Qingqiu himself, but in public and secret, it is actually created by Li Fuyao as the guide. The three religions have to kill all the swordsmen, so so many monks have emerged. Chao Qingqiu's sword knew that there were actions under this situation. Why is this?

Li Fuyao didn't understand it very well, but he knew one thing. Today's battle is not so much a game between Qingqiu and the Three Sects, but rather a swordsman and the Three Sects have accumulated grievances to an irreconcilable level. The backlog of six thousand years has completely exploded today.

Why are countless swordsmen who are active or passive in the sight of the Three Sects all coming out today?

Isn't it because of this?

Li Fuyao held his black hair tightly and walked into another battlefield.

I don’t know how to end today, but if nothing else happens, it’s probably four words.

Never die.

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Those colorful sword energy can be seen hundreds of miles away from Baiyu Town.

The master of the temple, Liang Yi, looked at the sword energy on his back, said to the white-haired and red-robed leader of the Demon Sect who came from afar: "If this was six thousand years ago, there were sword energy everywhere in the mountains and rivers, we monks of the three sects were frustrated and they were really frustrated to live a life."

Lin Hongzhu led the woman to look at the sword energy, and thought for a long time before saying, "What exactly should Chao Qingqiu do? If you have to bring these swordsmen to the saints in the clouds to see, and then make some requests later. I am not afraid of those saints, and they will completely erase his scourge."

The viewer's face was as usual, "Confucianism and Taoism joined forces, dozens of people climbed the tower, more than twenty people came to the Spring and Autumn Period, and a group of people from the Qing Dynasty and the Dynasties. If they had not yet created excellent results, they would really be disgraced."

Lin Hongzhu frowned and said, "No, as long as you don't die in Qingqiu, everything will be empty."

Liang Yixiao asked, "If I take action, will you, the leader of the Demon Sect, stop me?"

Lin Hongzhu's eyes turned to Baiyu Town and said calmly: "I don't have this idea."

He was the leader of the Demon Cult. He was a Confucian monk at the beginning. He had a grudge against the academy and was weird, but he would never lose his life and do something meaningless. What was meaningless? At least in Lin Hongzhu's opinion, it was unwise to take action at this time.

Because it is very likely to push him to the forefront.

If you can't deal with the swordsman today, you may become a Confucian scholar to deal with Talin Hongzhu.

After all, it is much easier to deal with Talin Hongzhu in comparison.

Liang Yi said frankly: "This game of chess seems to be a chess piece fighting each other, but in fact, the final conclusion still has to be divided from the two chess players, stand on one side of Qingqiu, and on the other side, which saint is it? Perhaps which saints are they talking about?"

Lin Hongzhu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I knew it would have been possible to practice swords. Now it would be natural to kill you."

Liang Yi smiled and said, "It's a strange idea."

Lin Hongzhu suddenly said: "Now, the swordsman lineage is obviously at a disadvantage. If Chao Qingqiu did not move early, even if the dust fell to the ground later, most of the swordsman was killed or injured, would Chao Qingqiu want to see?"

Before Liang Yi could speak, a voice came from a distance, "No."

A middle-aged man with a book on his waist slowly came.

Liang Yi glanced at the man and asked calmly: "Su Ye, what do you think?"

The person who came was not someone else, so he could only be the head of the school and the most knowledgeable scholar in the world.

Su Ye came here and said seriously: "If Chao Qingqiu can watch it, then would he still be Chao Qingqiu?"

Lin Hongzhu looked at Su Ye, and Liang Yi twisted his neck.

There are so many climbing towers in this world, but the most famous one is not just the three of them?

Lin Hongzhu whispered: "It's the most meaningless to talk to you."

This is saying that Su Ye is always confused and not at all happy.

Liang Yi smiled and didn't say anything.

After just a moment, he looked up at the distance, then looked at Su Ye, and smiled and said, "You have won the first prize."

Su Ye looked over there, sighed, and said nothing.

This lottery is naturally not that the Confucian disciple killed one of them first, but that the Confucian disciples were killed by a swordsman. Originally, the three of them knew that the one who climbed the tower was killed by a swordsman.

The only remaining swordsmen in this world, whether they deliberately hide their names or practice somewhere, are extremely difficult to provoke. Even if they are not as good as Xu Ji, the ancestor of Jianshan, then they have never seen any difference.
To be continued...