Chapter 811

Compared with Chen Sheng and Chao FengChen, when Chao Qingqiu breaks through the sea, the swords in the world are trembling, and the momentum is too much.

In the first battle of autumn wind Town, when the bitter days in Li changgu's hands were short, suddenly trembling, then came Chen Sheng's white fish sword, a new road towards the wind and dust, and the Baiwen in Liuxiang.

Finally, ye Changting's moshangcao.

The saints did not know what this was because of. Only a few sword immortals looked at each other and guessed out the truth.

"Is it Chao Jian Xian?"

Ye Changting didn't say that, because he knew that the other sword immortals were not. After they felt it, they soon had great passion.

Although the former swordsmen have changed substantially from the original, they still need a little more.

Whether the Chao Sword Fairy left the world or because of something else, it was no longer in the world.

But now?

Chao Qingqiu is back.

The Sword Fairy is back!

Who dares to say that the whole world is invincible?

After hearing those swords, ye Xiujing took a look at qingtianjun and found that the latter was not surprised at all. He said, "is it chaoqingqiu?"

At the moment, it doesn't make sense to say that it's not. When Li Fuyao succeeds in breaking through the realm, qingtianjun simply stops. The huge Dharma phase disappears in an instant. He stands opposite Ye Sheng and says with a smile, "if it wasn't for this person, who else could have made this move?"

Ye Sheng didn't speak. When facing Li Fuyao before, he thought that the world would be really boring if there was no Qing Qiu in the world. Who knows, it has not been long before Chao Qingqiu reappears in the world.

And it's a return in this attitude.

It seems that he has definitely become a monk of Canghai. Maybe, he is even higher than the monk of Canghai.

He was invincible in the world before. Can't he be worse now?

Ye Sheng doesn't think so.

"What do you think of him?"

This time, the question is not Chao Qingqiu, but Li Fuyao, who has already broken the border successfully.

Qingtianjun glanced at Li Fuyao, who opened his eyes and carried his sword. He said with a smile, "no matter how you look at it, it's just living."

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After Li Fuyao opened his eyes and officially declared to be a sword immortal, many sages stopped.

But the white tea won't run away.

He was haunted by swords.

The teapot was almost broken.

The air sword that Li Fuyao held out his hand became lifelike.

Before that, the saints had thought that if Li Fuyao was disturbed by white tea and did not become a sea, white tea would almost certainly be killed by Ye Shengge.

Now, there is no white tea.

But Li Fuyao became.

So the next battle is Li Fuyao's.

All his swords had been broken into pieces before, and the immortal seeking handle had been gone for a long time.

So Li Fuyao has only one Qi sword in his hand.

A green shirt has already been dyed red with blood. Now the blood has dried up and become a little dark. The long hair is because of a lot of blood. At the moment, the blood coagulates into a blood scab, and there is no so-called sword immortal romantic flow at all.

But when he stood up and carried the sword, many saints and several big demons felt a sharp sword.

This has nothing to do with the state of mind, only with the state of mind.

Now Li Fuyao, not to mention the white tea on the opposite side, is afraid that even the Emperor Wu of that year would also like to make a sword.

White tea has a dignified look. Swordsmen are the hardest to deal with. As a monk in the sea, the sword immortal is also the last thing he wants to face. No matter ordinary sages of the three religions or on a field trip, they can't have the possibility of retaining a ray of vitality in the dead like a sword immortal.

Those sword Qi will appear in your harm any time you don't pay attention to.

The majestic sword spirit, in a moment, then rushed to the face!

Bai Cha had a dignified look. She had already taken it very seriously. Knowing that Li Fuyao had gone through such a big battle, he must have been a sea that could not be regarded as a common sense.

But no one thought that the first sword made him feel that he underestimated Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao carried the sword forward, and the white tea retreated. The countless majestic sword spirit gradually formed a line. Between Li Fuyao and his white tea, the line was a sword.

The returned white tea soon found itself wrong.

Because the sword, starting from Li Fuyao's hand, went straight ahead, and there was a gully about ten meters deep on the whole ground.

But even so, the sword spirit does not disperse, it is all the way forward.

This is Li Fuyao's first sword after stepping into the sea. It's so powerful that people are shocked.

White tea backward out of the badIt's not more than ten feet, but the sword is always in front of me.

Even if he wanted to get out of it, it was very difficult.

Li Fuyao stood where he was, and a ravine spread out in front of him. However, there was a sword spirit all around his body, which was scattered between heaven and earth.

From a distance, Li Fuyao is the center of the circle. Visible to the naked eye, there are swords as thick as fingers pouring into his body. It looks like countless springs pouring into a big pool.

The power of sword can be described as the only one in the world!

White tea still before the sword, crazy back to the back, until after a hundred feet, this just took out the teapot.

The teapot suddenly grows bigger and falls in front of him. At this time, the white tea also sweeps towards the distance.

The sword Qi met the teapot which was about to be broken. In a flash, it was just like cutting tofu, and directly cut the teapot open.

Bang.

The debris is flying around.

The sword spirit did not disperse, along the road ahead, and then it split a hill in two.

It's just getting better.

Li Fu shakes this sword, cuts open a big demon magic weapon.

White tea gasped for breath, but the next scene will be unforgettable for him all his life.

Because next, Li Fuyao had already thrown the Qi sword in his hand towards the white tea.

The sword blows in the air!

Li Fuyao rolled his hand, and all the fragments of the sword that had been calm were dragged from the ground to the air.

Then a moment, a moment.

Those fragments were mixed with sword Qi, but in a flash, they had come to the white tea body.

The majestic evil spirit of white tea explodes and blocks the sword spirit one after another.

All those pieces fell.

The next moment!

The moon is high, the green silk covers the clouds.

It's better if the grass grows green in ten miles.

All the fragments of the sword were pulled together by Li Fuyao.

He made a long sword with mottled body.

Li Fuyao grasped the handle of the sword and whispered, "it's true that there is only one sword."

At this moment, who dares to say that Li Fuyao is not a real romantic figure?

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