Chapter 617

All in all, the matter is still related to the search for immortal sword.

Looking for the immortal sword is the sword of Xinfen, and Xinfen is one of the main characters of this story. Jianjun has been trapped for thousands of years. Xinfen has disappeared, but the sword of seeking immortals is still there.

Besides, if it wasn't for looking for the immortal sword, the sword king would not have come out from the bottom of the river. Naturally, there would not have been such a blizzard. Naturally, Li Fuyao can't be seen.

At the end of the day. This blood line is a cause and effect. One end of the cause and effect is on the immortal sword and the other is on the sword king.

And Li Fuyao, as the master of the fairy sword, can only be attributed to him.

Jianjun looks at the immortal sword. There was no emotion on his face. After a moment, he said, "no one wants to be trapped all the time. Xinfen is dead. I am trapped by this sword chain, and my realm has not improved. If you don't come, I will naturally die here in hundreds of years. But since you are here, don't the heaven tell me that I should not die? "

Jian Jun looked at Li Fuyao and said, "help me out."

The meaning of the words is to ask, but there is no meaning of request on the sword King's face. He is a proud man, should not have these emotions, he is a sea sword immortal. He should have been one of the most proud.

"Help me out. I can pass on my swordsmanship to you."

This is the promise of a Canghai sword immortal. If I had been a swordsman or someone else, I would have been grateful. There will be no hesitation. Even if he didn't know the truth of the story.

In the face of absolute interests, many people often lose their judgment.

But Li Fuyao is not such a person. His talent is not the highest. However, he has met many great friars with high realm all the way.

Even the world's most invincible chaoqingqiu had drunk with him.

The rebellious Qing Tian Jun of demon soil may even become his father-in-law.

He even had a big war with Hu Xiao in Wushan.

Not to mention the sage Yanhe before.

So Li Fuyao is very calm.

Looking at Jian Jun, he said in a low voice: "the story of the elder is not necessarily true, but it is not necessarily false. Since it is hard to know whether it is true or not. The younger generation doesn't dare to do anything. If the elder is really guilty. Don't you want to disturb the mountains and rivers when I let you out? "

For Li Fuyao, the inheritance of Jianjun is not something he has to get. His skills are complex.

Speaking of it. It's not weaker than Jianjun's kendo.

Jianjun. His white hair stood out in the dark. He said. There was no emotion on his not old face. There were countless sword ideas in his eyes.

The wind and snow are getting worse.

A great monk like this would die here if he didn't have the sword chain.

Although they were all practicing swords, they were so different that Li Fuyao had no chance at all.

Li Fuyao felt the sense of the vast sword, and knew it from his own sufferings.

If things are not like the sword king said, once Li Fuyao releases him. You might die on the spot.

"Xin Jianxian has been dead for thousands of years. I can't believe all the words of the elder."

There are not many words, but the meaning is already clear.

However, this is indeed a dead end. Xinfen has been away from the world for thousands of years, and only Jianjun is left in the story.

Jianjun's one-sided words can not make Li Fuyao believe that this is the truth.

The air became very quiet. Although the wind and snow were heavy, they were silent.

Li Fuyao could see clearly that the white hair of Jian Jun moved with the wind.

The two chains, like this, are on the ground.

The sword master is quiet and silent.

"You don't believe me."

"Yes."

After a brief conversation. Li Fuyao pressed down the hilt of the sword, because at the moment, the world is full of countless swords.

Those wind and snow are now the sharpest swords in the world. They fall around Li Fuyao one by one.

Compared with longevity, freedom is also a precious thing.

Although not up to, but also not far.

It's a pain to be imprisoned for thousands of years. I don't want to go through it. So we should try every means to get rid of this pain, of course, at all costs.

Li Fuyao's face became extremely pale, and his countless swords were floating in his body. Although he could not get close to him, he brought great pressure. After all, the man opposite was not an ordinary man, but a sword immortal in the sea.

The sword of searching for immortals was inserted in the snow, and the snow had already covered the hilt.

At the moment, looking for the immortal to see slightly trembling, as if to leave the snow, to go elsewhere.

The sword has spirit. But I don't know if this sword is the same as the sword that has been recast. Do you remember what happened then.

However, after all, it was once a fairy sword, and other swords might not dare to make any movements because of the intention of these swords. After all, this one in front of me is a sea sword immortal.After a short silence. Out of the snow. With countless sword spirit, through the wind and snow. Came to the sword gentleman eyebrow.

After hovering, they can't wear the strong sword spirit.

Looking at this scene, Jianjun was in a trance. In the last battle thousands of years ago, he and Xinfen fought to the end, and Xinfen also carried his sword. Pointing to his eyebrows.

Oh, it was the most humiliating moment of her life. Shame comes from being defeated but unable to.

This incident has been haunting him for thousands of years, often thinking about it. I feel anger in my heart.

Although Xinfen's behavior makes him feel shameless, his Kendo cultivation is the peak that he can't get over in his whole life.

The sword gentleman holds that blood line, indifferently way: "Xinfen, we still have a war."

That was not the time.

Xinfen has risen. But Jian Jun was trapped here for thousands of years. Although there is still a sea of cultivation, but it can not show, momentum is still there, but the strength does not exist.

In this way, he hovered in the heart of the sword King's eyebrows. He could not enter or retreat. The two sides were facing each other. It seemed that there was no winning or losing in a short time.

This is a delicate situation.

Jianjun wants to take a step forward, but now the iron chain on his shoulders has been stretched. He couldn't go any further. There is a sword on the chain. Looking for the fairy sword. And the sword spirit of Xinfen. This is a different kind of battle, the two sides are still Jianjun and Xinfen.

Looking at this situation, Li Fuyao was speechless. He couldn't feel it at this moment.

The sword seems to be under the control of another man.

This is the last situation Li Fuyao wants to see. No one in the world knows what kind of power a fairy sword has. I'm afraid that no one can say that he can completely control it except chaoqingqiu.

What else is on the sword? It's the consciousness of Xin Jianxian, or something else. But whatever else. It's not like Li Fuyao, a swordsman in the twilight world, who can think through it.

Even in this situation, he can only be a spectator.

There is wind and snow between heaven and earth, and naturally there is sword meaning.

Li Fuyao couldn't imagine what would happen next.

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There's a little buzz.

The swordsman stepped back a few steps. He reached out and grabbed a snow sword from the air.

The sword has a sharp sword meaning.

This is the first time that Jian Jun mentioned the sword in thousands of years. His sword match was broken in the previous war with Xinfen. For thousands of years, he was trapped here and had no chance to hold his sword. If it hadn't been for meeting Xianjian today, I'm afraid he would not have mentioned it again.

His momentum changed again!

The sword immortals with swords in their hands and those without swords in their hands. These are two kinds of sword immortals.

The swordsman looked at Li Fu and said, "I'm wrong, even if you're carrying this sword. You can't cut the sword chain. "

"This is a sword chain formed by my sword idea, which can only be cut off by myself."

Having said that, Jian Jun has not tried for thousands of years, but has not succeeded. This matter is not so simple.

The swordsman no longer paid attention to the sword hanging in his eyebrows. Instead, he raised the sword which was transformed by the wind and snow in his hand, and cut the sword chain behind him.

This is an ordinary sword. This is not an ordinary sword.

Just at the same time, the wind and snow suddenly stopped.

The sword fell on the chain, but nothing happened. But the sword King's face turned a little white again.

The wind and snow is coming again.

Looking for the immortal sword still hovers, looking at is like mocking someone.

"Sword gentleman self mocks a smile," the original ending has been so. "

After saying this, he looked at Li Fuyao deeply, and then he didn't want to do anything more. He just wanted to go to the river.

Longevity is what everyone wants, and freedom is what everyone wants. Not many people like suffering. But there are not many people who have the courage to choose to end the ordeal and pay the price of their lives.

Li Fuyao saw the loneliness in his back.

The wind and snow have begun to fade away.

At this time, a golden light suddenly appeared outside the sky!

In the distance there was the smell of the road.

It's dazzling in the dark.

A golden talisman appeared in the sky, and soon came to the small garden city.

Jian Jun stopped and looked at the talisman indifferently.

Li Fuyao already knew who was coming. Among the cloud saints, Chen Sheng was the only one who was proficient in talisman.

No one knows why Chen Sheng came here, and no one knows why he was so bold. But in any case, he was aiming at the sword king.

According to the present state of Jian Jun, I'm afraid he can't fight Chen Sheng.

But at the moment when the talisman pressed close to the small garden city. Here comes the snow. The swordsman turned his head and looked at the talisman.

Also looking at Chen Sheng.The long wind and snow sword in his hand had already disappeared.

"Lend me a sword."

The swordsman wants a real sword.

Li Fuyao is still hesitating, but there is already a sound in the sword box.

A moment later, a sword swept out.

The light of the sword cuts through the sky. This is thousands of years after this sword. For the first time in the hands of another person.

There are many swords in Li Fuyao's sword case, but only this one is not close to Li Fuyao.

The last owner of this sword was the famous sword immortal wanchi.

This sword is called wanzhang long!

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