Chapter 911

Han Lu is dead.

This young man who can be said to be a young man in that world died in a foreign land. As one of the younger generation appreciated by Han Tianjun, the death of Han Lu will certainly make Han Tianjun angry.

The emperor, who was in a high position, broke out in thunder and anger, and there must be many people involved, such as the clan of the old patriarch.

The old patriarch looked terrible.

Naturally, he knew the horror of Tianzong, but what he was most puzzled about was why young people like Han Lu died here.

It is said that the enemy he is facing is only a young man who has practiced for less than 200 years.

The old patriarch's heart surged with fear. The world was too strange. The Jidao masters who were less than 1000 years old even had characters who could kill Han Lu in less than 200 years.

The old patriarch didn't even know what would happen next.

Liu Xiang raised three Liang, and after a sword was handed out, he glanced at the young man standing in the cloud and said with a smile: "I never admit that others are stronger than me, especially those who learn sword. But today I want to say that Liuxiang is inferior to him at his age."

What a proud man Liuxiang is. It is not easy for him to say such a thing.

The old patriarch's face was hard to see. He could have made a unique contribution because of his trip to the world. After that, for thousands of years, Tianzong would certainly protect his clan.

But he didn't think that Han Lu was so useless.

Liu Xiang knew that the old patriarch was in a state of disorder. He said with a smile, "since all the younger generations are like this, it's time for us, who have lived for thousands of years, to show off."

Before the words fell, the willow Lane took a deep breath. There was a sword rising in the sea of clouds. At the beginning, thousands of sword Qi appeared. After a moment, one sword light after another crossed the sky like a meteor.

It's overwhelming.

What about after that?

Is this the scene when thousands of swords are combined into one sword?

Liu Xiang looked up and said with a smile, "Chao Qingqiu, you can see that for ten thousand years in the world, are you the best in kendo, or am I the leader in Liuxiang?"

The sound surged out and the whole sea of clouds could be heard.

Soon, on the Lingshan mountain, someone said with a loud smile: "all other things can be done according to Liu Jianxian. However, Chao Qingqiu feels that the first person in kendo is not Liuxiang around 10000 years ago."

Hearing the reply, Liu Xiang laughed and asked again, "how many people are standing at the highest place of Kendo for thousands of years according to your view towards Qingqiu?"

Chao Qingqiu replied, "a thousand years ago, there was your willow lane. After a thousand years, there will be me Chao Qingqiu and Li Fuyao. As for 1000 years later, there is still one person."

Chao Qingqiu, Li Fuyao, or Liuxiang are all known sword immortals in the world. But who is that one thousand years later?

The whole world doesn't know.

Liu Xiang was silent for a long time after listening to it, and his sword had accumulated momentum for a long time. Until it was completely handed out, he just laughed, "my way is not lonely!"

And then there was an earth shaking sword.

The sword was born in front of the willow lane, and then there were thousands of sword lights. In fact, only the old patriarch knew that it was not the ten thousand sword lights, but only one. It was just that the sword light was too dazzling and then too fierce, which made people mistakenly think it was the ten thousand sword light.

But no matter one or ten thousand, that sword will be the strongest sword that the old lord met.

This sword is better than all the swords of chaoqingqiu before.

It took Liuxiang six thousand years to figure out the sword move. He was not the willow lane. He was a real genius. Let him spend six thousand years to study a sword move. When he really studied that sword, it would be the only sword move in the world.

He is a genius. Although his aptitude is not as good as that of a sword embryo, his understanding will not be worse than that of him.

So the old patriarch was flustered by this sword.

He had been a little nervous before, but now he was even more flustered.

His hands were sealed to form a round shield to block the sword. In his opinion, Liuxiang is definitely not a threat free opponent, so he should do his best to deal with it.

When the sword came to his chest, he still found himself wrong.

That sword was far more terrible than I thought.

The majestic sword spirit was very frightening when it was sent out before, but how could he

think that the sword actually concealed most of the sword spirit.

When the sword is completely wielded, the remaining sword Qi will gather with the previous sword Qi to form a unique sword!

I'm afraid that someone will remember that sword after thousands of years.

Liu Xiang laughs and strides forward with a sword. The shield in front of the old patriarch begins to break. The next moment, the sword will come to his chest.

Liu Xiang said with a smile: "the sword immortals in the world are like stars, but I am the bright moon!"

After a successful sword, the old patriarch retreated in a hurry. He was defeated by the sword hundreds of feet away. This monk, who was higher than Liuxiang, was hit hard by a sword in Liuxiang and almost lost most of his fighting power.Liu Xiang's face turned pale. If someone was careful at the moment, he would find that the whole person was shaking in the willow lane at the moment, especially the hand, which was shaking very badly.

It's hard to know how much sword Qi this sword took in Liuxiang. However, one thing can be known. For a long time, such a sword move could not be used in Liuxiang.

He was reluctant to open his mouth and said with a smile, "Emperor Wu, who do you think is the winner and who is the loser in the thousand year struggle?"

It's Liuxiang. At this time, I think about the victory or defeat of him and Emperor Wu.

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Emperor Wu was in a black cloud. No one could see him.

Not even the friar could see him.

What others can see is only the black Sabre spirit and the birds singing from time to time.

Six thousand years ago, Emperor Wu died at the end of the sea and fell before he rose. In order not to let his beloved man die like this, the empress of the demon changed his blood and made him live again.

In this life, he has the Phoenix blood, the realm is more powerful.

When he was just an ordinary wolf demon, Emperor Wu could be equal to Liuxiang. When his blood became so powerful, his strength could not be described by words.

Otherwise, he would not easily defeat demon Zu.

He is Emperor Wu, perhaps the most powerful emperor in the history of this demon clan!

So when a sword in Liuxiang seriously injured the old master, Emperor Wu's sword fell on the monk. His incomparable Sabre Qi was like a roaring black dragon, which directly knocked the monk away, but never let him out of the dark cloud.

Emperor Wu lifted his robe and swept it to the front. A moment later, he fell in front of the monk. Then he made a real sword and his head fell.

Countless blood spilled from the black clouds, just like the sea left the human world many years ago, it will be a blood rain.

At this time, the thick fog disappeared, Emperor Wu stood on the sea of clouds, and the sword was still in his hand. This man, who can be said to be the best man in the world, said, "after six thousand years, you are not as good as me."

The power of Emperor Wu has exceeded the imagination of many people.

Chao Qingqiu is the most relaxed one among the three, but the fighting time is also the strongest. Although the opponent is the weakest, the peerless sword immortal has refused to kill each other at great cost.

So the fierce battle to this day, the other side is only cut by him in two swords.

In addition, the old patriarch and another friar were defeated in the war, which has shocked the surviving friar.

They are clearly a higher level of the party, but so defeated, the other side is clearly inferior to them, why can they still win.

Is it their hidden real combat power?

The monk frowned and thought about a lot of things, so he couldn't help but get distracted. Once he was distracted, he was caught by Chao Qingqiu. In the next half a quarter of an hour, Chao Qingqiu produced dozens of swords, and each sword fell to his weakest place. So after half a quarter of an hour, the monk had become a bloody man and had nothing to fight against probably.

So he saw Chao Qingqiu's last sword.

That sword was one of the most powerful moves he had ever seen.

The scene of blood spraying is not beautiful, but for human monks, it is the best scene.

The three strongest monks in tianwai are all defeated. Does this not mean that this war will eventually end in human victory?

If so, isn't it the perfect result.

Even if there is a second time, it is better than perishing now.

The old patriarch sat in the sea of clouds, and his eyes were full of doubts.

He didn't expect that he was so defeated, and he didn't understand why the three of them were so strong.

I don't even understand why that young man can kill Han Lu.

He was upset, but what happened next made him even more angry!

The immortal boat hovering on the Buddha's soil was chopped with a sword.

After the young man with blood killed Han Lu, he was targeted by several monks from tianwai. The old patriarch didn't think about it any more. He thought it was a situation of death, but no one thought that he was not dead, but appeared in front of Xianzhou.

The immortal boat had already been hurt. Li Fuyao now wielded his sword to destroy the immortal boat, so that they could not go back even if they won the war.

And it seems that they have almost no chance of winning the war at the moment.

The fairy boat is even more important.

So when many monks rushed to Li Fuyao, they left their opponents behind and gave those monks a chance to breathe for a moment.

Li Fuyao stood in front of the fairy boat, looked at the huge fairy boat and laughed wildly.

Both chaoqingqiu and Liuxiang are smiling.

If this young man does not die today, his realm will certainly be higher and higher than them.

Li Fuyao said with a loud smile, "gentlemen, use the sword!"The voice is shaking all over the field. The younger generation of kendo, but he is walking very fast. With a move of both hands, the swordsmen outside Lingshan have their swords coming out of their scabbards, not just here.

In Jianshan, thousands of miles away, countless swords rose from the ground, swept to the clouds and went to the West. Chen Sheng, who did not leave Jianshan because of his injury, looked at this scene and laughed, "the most romantic sword immortal in the world is not you, but my apprentice of Chen Sheng, hahaha..."

In fact, not only Jianshan, but the whole world, as long as it is a sword, has already swept to Li Fuyao.

Most of those swords are the swords of the former Kendo masters, and many of them are new swords. However, no matter whether they are new swords or old swords, they must be ordered by Li Jianxian!

Countless people looked up at the swords, including a young man named Li Yao. He looked at the swords and laughed heartily. Although he didn't know who was fighting the swords, he still called out: "uncle, come on!"

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Chao Qingqiu did not borrow his sword, nor did Liuxiang.

Those swordsmen in the sea did not borrow their swords.

Wu Shanhe looked at this scene, but he threw his sword out. Looking at his younger brother, he spat out blood stasis and said in a soft voice, "I have one."

His name is wushanhe. He is the master of Jianshan!

At the moment, he and Li Fuyao are also making swords together.

Countless swords came together, right behind Li Fuyao. The number of those swords was too large and the sword spirit was so strong that even the monks who wanted to rush to help were kept away from him.

Between heaven and earth, everyone looks at Li Fuyao.

So he made a sword.

That sword is countless.

After another sword, hit the fairy boat.

Innumerable sharp swords hit the immortal boat.

The originally damaged fairy boat is now cracked. Under the impact of countless swords, it becomes more and more, like a spider web.

And those swords were broken and fell into the sea of clouds.

This kind of scene lasted for a short time, but for those monks outside the sky, it was extremely long.

Li Fuyao is not only a sword to Xianzhou, but also a sword to their heart.

No one is not depressed at the moment.

No one is not sad at the moment.

Even the old patriarch is the same.

As long as those scenes didn't last long, the fairy boat was destroyed here with a huge sound and turned into countless pieces. Together with the broken swords, they rolled down to the ground.

The fairy boat has disappeared.

Everyone was upset.

Chao Qingqiu frowned, and Emperor Wu looked forward.

The willow Lane clenched the sword.

Just after the fairy boat broke open, between heaven and earth, a very insipid voice suddenly sounded. The voice was so flat that people could not hear the emotion inside.

"Interesting."

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