Many years ago, a young man in a small town was asked by a middle-aged man with a beard on his face. He hesitated for a long time, but hesitated for a long time.

Many years later, the middle-aged man with a beard walked to the height of the sword path and became a sword immortal in the sea. The young man also walked to that peak, shoulder to shoulder with his master.

But this kind of time cannot last long, the middle-aged man with a beard on his face is about to leave.

He is Li Fuyao's master, Wu Shanhe, the uncle of Jianshan's head of Jianshan, and the apprentice of his ancestor Xu Ji. However, he did not do any of these identities well.

As Wu Shanhe's uncle, his heart was on Li Fuyao, and he did not fulfill his duties as Master Wu Shanhe. Chen Sheng did not do it well as his apprentice to his ancestor Xu Ji. Although his ancestors have always loved him quite a bit, he still felt sorry for his ancestors.

Besides, he is Li Fuyao's master

That's even worse.

When he first accepted the disciples, he felt that Li Fuyao's qualification, if he had survived hundreds of years, could become a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn realm, and he never thought that he could become a sword immortal.

After that, he was asked to go to Jianshan alone to learn swordsmanship, and Chen Sheng basically never interfered in Li Fuyao's practice.

Li Fuyao was learning sword at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, and he was taught three uncles.

Chen Sheng did not take this kind of thing to heart, but he also knew that he was incompetent.

He looked at Li Fuyao and said, "I didn't want to leave at first, but I didn't seem to be able to stay."

Chen Sheng looked plain, and he was holding the white fish sword he found back then.

He glanced at Li Fuyao, "After I leave, I will leave the sword for you."

Li Fu shook his head and said nothing.

Chen Sheng suddenly laughed at himself. He knew that when his ancestor Xu Ji was about to go down the mountain, he was planning to leave the old thing to him, but Li Fuyao refused. Now his white fish sword should be rejected is the same reason.

If the sword is still in the hands of the ancestor, then the ancestor will not die. If the sword is still in the hands of Chen Sheng, Chen Sheng will not die?

Chen Sheng smiled helplessly, "You silly boy."

Li Fuyao's sword energy walked around Chen Sheng's body, and finally returned to Li Fuyao's body.

All the sword energy flowed out of Chen Sheng's body, not only the meridians, but now Chen Sheng's whole body is just a colander, with all the connections!

With Chen Sheng's appearance, when all his sword energy dissipates, he will definitely die.

There is no other possibility.

Li Fuyao gritted his teeth and said, "Master..."

Chen Sheng did not answer, but said to himself: "If I had married you, Master Lu, then you would be able to call her Master's wife in the future."

"The master did not do this well."

Chen Sheng started again.

After all, Chen Sheng, who could only be serious for a moment, was the master Li Fuyao was familiar with.

Chen Sheng smiled, "What did a scholar say? He has nothing to do in his life, and he only let this person down?"

Li Fuyao didn't say anything, just looked at Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng patted Li Fuyao's head, looked at the saints over there and laughed loudly, "Who will?"

There was a dead silence, no one spoke, everyone was watching Chen Sheng.

But no one had any movement.

The long sword in Li Fuyao's hand was all scattered at this moment, and fragments surrounded him, just like before.

His sword has also left, and now the master is leaving too.

It's right.

How can things in the world be so sad everywhere?

The old Confucian scholar looked up at the sky, then looked at Ye Sheng again, and said softly: "It's too late to do it again."

Ye Sheng looked indifferent and did not respond.

The old Confucian scholar smiled and said, "Chao Qingqiu seems to have come. If you don't take action, you will have no chance."

Ye Sheng then said slowly: "Come to Qingqiu, do you still want to do something, aren't you afraid of death?"

"You, Ye Xiujing, would you be afraid of the killing embryo?"

Ye Sheng didn't say anything, walked a few steps in the clouds, then fell to Liang Yi's side, and said bluntly: "Then you can deal with him later."

As he spoke, a sword intent suddenly emerged between heaven and earth.

A sword light came from the distance to the horizon, and it fell to the old Confucian scholar, whose expression changed drastically.

Among all the cultivators present, his realm was the highest. Except for Ye Xiujing, basically no one was his opponent. However, in front of this sword light, the old Confucian scholar's face changed drastically. The mountain and river seal was instantly taken back to block the sword light, but it still had no effect. The sword light fell on the mountain and river seal, and in just a moment, the old Confucian scholar flew backwards.

A gully hundreds of feet long was blown up in the sea of ​​clouds.

A large piece of saint's blood was sprinkled.

The golden blood scattered in the clouds, looking like golden lights, which looked very beautiful, but it was just that some people didn't feel good.

If I did this a few more times, I would have to watch the old Confucians die and disappear.

Such a monk who can ascend is unwilling to die here.

The old Confucian scholar tried hard to stand up hundreds of feet away, but looking around, he couldn't see anyone.

In the sea of ​​clouds, there was only a remaining sword intent that never dissipated.

Everyone was frightened by this scene.

The old Confucian scholar's level of cultivation? Although they did not fight him, they also knew that such a peerless strong man had reached the point where he could ascend. The Guanglun realm was the highest among the people present. Speaking of which, the combat power was only comparable to Ye Sheng.

But such a saint was forced into this by a sword light at this moment.

What's more, the master of the sword light has not yet appeared.

Thinking of this, if the previous sword sound had not been broken to Qingqiu, who else could it be?

But how much effort did such a person take to get him out of the world in Luoyang City? Why is he back now?

Most of the saints present couldn't figure out why this happened.

But you must also be surprised by Chao Qingqiu's realm. He was the strongest in the world before, because his realm was not enough, but now the old Confucian scholar's realm is enough, or he was forced to retreat with a sword. How far has the realm of Chao Qingqiu reached?

Really the only one in the ages?

But even if it is the only one in the ages, it is impossible for one to fight against these vast oceans alone, right?

The saint who had such an idea quickly shook his head and turned his eyes to the sword immortals who were still standing there.

After all, there are so many sword immortals, how can I fight?

Even if you win, you should win miserably.

Just as their thoughts were scattering, Chao Qingqiu finally appeared.

He walked from a distance and stayed on the sea of ​​clouds.

Go forward slowly.

It's still the familiar face, the familiar person.

The only difference is that Chao Qingqiu's face was a little younger than that before, and he did not have a sword hanging around his waist.

Wearing a white robe, looking

He is a banished immortal from the sky.

But to be honest, if Chao Qingqiu really left the world and did not die in the world, he would really be called a banished immortal now.

However, Chao Qingqiu died in the world in front of many saints, and they all noticed the situation before. It can only be said that Chao Qingqiu was reincarnated and reborn.

Only after breaking the realm, he was already strong enough to kill the old Confucian scholar with one sword. This dynasty Qingqiu was even more terrifying than before.

At this moment, I am afraid that all the swordsmen in the world will cry and cry, saying, "God has eyes, right?"

Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, standing with your hands behind your back.

One man took away everyone's eyes.

He is still the same as Chao Qingqiu, but now he is no longer the same world as he used to be.

Even Qingtianjun could only curse Chao Qingqiu inwardly and pretend that he was so fucking...

Everyone stopped, everyone looked at Chao Qingqiu.

Several sword immortals saluted Qingqiu, including Li Fuyao.

He glanced at Chen Sheng at Qingqiu and pulled it casually. All the sword energy between heaven and earth poured into his palm, and then all the brains were poured into Chen Sheng's body. Then several sword energy that looked not thick formed a large net, attached to Chen Sheng's body, which completely blocked his leaked sword energy.

Then he whispered to Qingqiu: "Let's do it first."

Then he turned to look at the old Confucian scholar in the distance, with an indifferent expression.

The old Confucian scholar vomited several mouthfuls of blood and looked at Chao Qingqiu, about to say something, but soon he saw the sword intent that was born and died in Chao Qingqiu's eyes.

I immediately fled to the distance.

But after a moment, he was still slashed by a peerless sword light.
To be continued...