Countless snow swords hovered in the sky. Even if the saint sacrificed the spring and autumn inkstone, there was no way to disperse it. Zhang Sheng's spring and autumn inkstone blocked the entire sky, but the silky sword energy still passed through the sky and fell into Luoyang City.

Zhang Sheng's big sleeves made a small move, and countless holy golden lights were used in the sky to fight against the snow swords. However, except for the snow swords on the outermost side, the other swords were still in the sky, and they were still extremely sharp. Zhang Sheng's Chunqiu Inkstone looked at the dim golden light and seemed to be unable to resist. This strange scene shocked the monks in Luoyang City. The strongest mountain and river were Chao Qingqiu, but the sword fairy had left the world. Although there were two sword fairys from whom they came from, they did not have the feeling of invincibility in the world in the battle that day. Not to mention killing a saint, it would be difficult to seriously injure a certain saint. However, the snow swords in front of him were still so sharp, just like Chao Qingqiu, but Chao Qingqiu had already left. Whose sword is this?

Whose sword is this?

I’m afraid countless people have this idea and have questions in their hearts, whose sword is this?

Who can be so powerful?

A monk stood on a high building, looked at the swords, and suddenly said, "This is the sword to the sword immortal!"

He was so sure that many monks around him frowned.

The young monk was not a monk of the Three Sects, nor a swordsman, but an ordinary wild monk. He looked at the sky and was very excited, "This must be the sword of the sword immortal?"

Someone turned his head and looked at the monk and asked, "How can I see it?"

The monk who had thought of practicing swords for a long time ago laughed, "This method can defeat Zhang Sheng. Apart from Chao Jianxian, there will be no one else!"

His criterion for judgment is very simple, that is, the power of these swords can make a saint unable to do anything. Who else can it be except Chao Qingqiu?

This kind of inference seems to make no sense, but when you think about it carefully, you can't find any rebuttal words. Chao Qingqiu has been in the world for so many years, and his image in the eyes of the world has long been frozen. He is the man who can definitely make something if he wants to do something. 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 left to the human world by the sword immortal."

Chao Qingqiu is the most difficult person in this world to see through. Even the people closest to him don’t know what he is thinking. Why did he leave such a sword after leaving the world, no one will know, but whether anyone knows it doesn’t matter. They only need to understand one thing, that is, the sword left by Chao Qingqiu is still not underestimated.

Otherwise, why did that Confucian saint not be able to deal with it yet?

Spring and Autumn Inkstone is a saint's magic weapon, which is full of power. This magic weapon alone has the power of a semi-saint, but even so, it still seems so weak in front of those snow swords.

Zhang Sheng looked at the snow swords and smiled bitterly. He reached out to fill the spring and autumn inkstone with a lot of holy light. His magic weapon and the bald pen of Chang Sheng who had died were originally a pair. Only when the two holy weapons were combined can they exert the greatest power. However, the Chang Sheng had left the world and the pen was cut off by a sword. Only the spring and autumn inkstone remained in the world.

To deal with other saints, Zhang Sheng has nothing to be afraid of, but facing this ritual

The sword left by Qingqiu is hard to say anything.

Zhang Sheng held his breath and concentrated. This was originally a battle above the clouds and could not be taken lightly.

In the eyes of everyone, countless golden lights were falling from the clouds, and snow swords were constantly disappearing. But in fact, someone could observe carefully and find a very important thing, that is, the snow swords appeared behind the sky. Although they oppressed the saint, they did not take the initiative to attack. It was like after handing a sword to Qingqiu, just to trap the saint, and as for the others, they did not do anything else.

It's just to trap Zhang Sheng.

In the courtyard.

The woman looked up at the sky and saw an abnormality. So she looked down at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Can Mr. Chao still control these swords now?"

He looked up at Qingqiu and smiled and said, "I have no friends. Qingtianjun is mostly half, and this one is also half. I can't watch him die."

The woman was startled and asked in a low voice: "Can Mr. Chao still kill him?"

Chao Qingqiu looked plain, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes. This sword immortal had never liked to laugh so much in the past. "Zhang Wumo studied more knowledge than studied such a fight in this life, so he was naturally not my opponent. Among the ten saints in the clouds, the two monks from the Buddhist land looked kind, but in fact they were not weak at all. Otherwise, they would not be afraid of the saints here. The four saints of Confucianism, except for the scholar who has never been seen, the other three, that is, Zhang Wumo, are the worst fights. It can even be said that among these ten people, he steadily ranked last. Of course, there are no ten people now."

Ten saints, he killed two, Ye Changting killed one, and now only seven are left, and one is missing. It is indeed the weakest time when Confucianism and Taoism are the weakest.

If he was still in the vast ocean, it would indeed be the best time for the swordsman lineage to show off, but now he is gone, it is not a big deal. Anyway, no matter how you look at it, the swordsman lineage is at least Liu Xiang and Ye Changting are there now, and Chao Qingqiu is still in this world, right?

Knowing that the snow swords in the sky could not do anything to Zhang Wumo, he was too lazy to look at Qingqiu. He turned his head and looked at the other side. Looking at the slightly trembling sword, he touched the hilt of the sword in a doting way, and then smiled.

The woman whispered: "Can that person break the realm?"

Of course, this is the biggest problem. Today, Luoyang City did such a big thing, of course, it was not that Chao Qingqiu wanted to kill a saint, but that the sword immortal wanted to protect the secular saint.

But he stopped Zhang Sheng in the clouds, but there is not necessarily anyone in the world who can stop Su Ye.

He sighed at Qingqiu and whispered, "Go."

Hearing this ancient road, he flew away quickly and sank into the heavy snow.

The woman looked at the leaving sword and asked carefully: "Where is this going?"

Chao Qingqiu rubbed his chubby face and sat back on the chair, then said, "Of course I'll find someone to help him."

The person Chao Qingqiu is looking for will not be ordinary people.

This is an unquestionable thing.

The ancient road passed through heavy snow, passed through most of Luoyang City, and finally stopped on the roof of the highest building in Luoyang City. The man sitting cross-legged on the high building looked at the sword hovering in front of him, felt the sword energy above, paused, and then asked uncertainly: "Chao Jianxian?"

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Li Fu

I stood in the alley, and there was already a lot of snow in the alley.

He handed out a sword before, but it was not strong, but it attracted the changes in the entire Luoyang City, which made him feel a little envious. The invincible statement of Qingqiu had long been spreading, but in fact, no one could explain it clearly for many years, but when he saw such things, he could only sigh that Qingqiu was only one in the world.

Just one person.

Li Fuyao pulled his sword and returned the sheath, and was about to walk back to the courtyard, but at this time, another person appeared at the end of the alley.

Li Fuyao knew that person.

Not only did he know him, but he also thought that person was good.

The man had a volume of old books on his waist, dressed like an ordinary scholar, and anyone who read it would think he was a teacher and would not think about other identities.

But when Li Fuyao saw that person, he was a little nervous.

Many years ago, on the way to leave Zhou Kingdom, in a broken house, he stayed with the scholar and another man with a white head all night. Of course, there was a little guy at that time. If nothing unexpected happened, many years later, the four people in the room would be very famous.

Su Ye is already the head of the entire academy, and Lin Hongzhu is even known as the number one wild cultivator. It seems that he and Lin Hongzhu will not be long before they will break through the tower and go to the sea to see. There are many monks in the world who hope for the sea, but the most famous ones are just a few people. Lin Hongzhu and Su Ye must be one of them. Li Fuyao looks like they are already in the morning and evening state. It will take a long time to go further and have the 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. He is likely to become the next generation of heads of the academy. Such four people will be the most famous figures in this world.

But now, Li Fuyao is a monk in the morning and evening realm, and what he has to face is a monk who climbs the tower.

He is the head of the school.

Li Fuyao held the hilt of the sword in his hand again.

Su Ye looked at him and said with a smile: "I thought you were good for the first time when I met you. Later, whether you went to the Demon Land or to other places, it proved that I did not misunderstand you, but it was not realistic for you to block me now."

Su Ye said it very plainly, and it should have been a dull thing.

A school leader doesn't need to be too enthusiastic when speaking to such a sufficient swordsman.

Li Fuyao ignored all the previous statements and just said softly: "Why did the head sect come here?"

In the entire world of cultivation, the head teacher Su Ye has a good reputation. As the head of the academy, he is not arrogant. Unlike the majesty of the master Liang Yi, Su Ye is just an ordinary teacher.

Su Ye looked at the courtyard and whispered: "Let me see if there are any fellow people inside."

Li Fuyao shook his head without thinking, "I think the fellow in charge shouldn't be here."

Su Ye said, "You are wrong."

ps: Regarding repetitive things, the repetitions will be modified. If you have spent money, you will not spend money anymore. You can see it when you go back. Ignore your reading experience and am deeply sorry. I won’t do this in the future. Write a book well and read a book well.
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