Super Elation Under the Sun

Wanzhangchang is the sword of the sword immortal and Wanchi. Li Fuyao has obtained this sword for a long time, but Wanzhangchang is not close to her. And he didn't force anything. Although he learned the method of the sword immortal and ten thousand feet, their kendo is different.

Wanzhangchang is not willing to make a fake natal sword, and the sword also has the pride of the sword. So until now, he has never appeared in Li Fuyao's hands once.

Until now.

Wanzhangzhang slid out of the sword box, fell in the wind and snow, and fell in front of the sword master.

There is no doubt that longing is growing up. Desire to reappear in someone's hands.

Sword Sovereign is its own chosen master. As a sword immortal before the age of eternity, the value of kendo to cultivation is slightly inferior to that of Xin tomb of the year. Compared with ten thousand feet, it is not easy to say.

Li Fuyao watched this silently. Sword Lord said to borrow the sword before, and the sword came, but it was not his own will, but the sword's will. Li Fuyao couldn't do anything.

Long in the wind and snow, the sky is a talisman, Chen Sheng is behind the talisman, looking at this small garden city, there is no action for the time being, but everyone knows that since Chen Sheng appears here, it can’t just be simple Come take a look.

A big battle cannot be avoided.

But the thing that needs to be worried is Sword Master.

If there is really a big battle, can the Sword Sovereign who is now trapped in the chain still exert the power of the Sword Fairy of the Sea? If there is no realm of the Sea, facing Chen Sheng, I am afraid that there is no chance of winning.

Jianjun looked at Li Fuyao. Looks indifferent.

"Since I chose to get this sword into the hands of Senior Sword Sovereign, no one can stop it."

Lord Jian was silent.

He looked at the talisman in the sky.

There is no killing intent between heaven and earth for the time being, but the power of the talisman has been slowly approaching Xiaoyuan City, and it is obvious that the Taoist saint is targeting the Sword Lord.

Lord Jian was trapped for thousands of years. Isolated from the world at the bottom of the river. I'm afraid I don't know what the situation is now. I don't know that the swordsman has withered six thousand years ago. I don't know that the Three Sects dominate the mountains and rivers. But Sword Master doesn't care about these. Either freedom or longevity. Not as happy as a sword.

"I haven't played a sword for thousands of years."

Sword Lord's voice was full of loneliness, and of course there was nostalgia, no matter it was the sky full of sword intent before. The wind and snow long sword that day later was not a real sword. It’s not a real enemy, and only now, Chen Sheng is in Skyrim,

This is his opponent.

Before he finished his words, Lord Jian had already grasped the ten thousand feet long. The sound of swords began to linger, and the sky full of sword intent fell into Xiaoyuan City with the wind and snow.

Chen Sheng's golden light was blocked by the sword intent, and he could no longer move forward.

That huge talisman can only hover in the sky.

In the wind and snow, Master Jian stood in the wind and snow with a ten-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-footed leader. He had a certain attitude. His aura was constantly rising, and in a moment he seemed to have crossed the sea and became extremely vast.

The two chains became extremely quiet at this time.

It seems that even they choose to be silent at this time, not to block or disturb.

Not surprisingly, Li Fuyao was about to see another sword fairy draw his sword.

Chen Sheng is walking in the clouds, and the talisman is not far in front of him. According to his realm cultivation, he can naturally see the two iron chains behind the sword king, knowing that although this man has a high realm, he is still affected by what Stuck.

This Taoist saint, with advanced Taoism, will not retreat easily.

He beckoned slightly, and golden light after another fell between heaven and earth, as if it had rained heavily, and it was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Those golden lights slowly shed, let ordinary people see it, that is a rare wonder in Henggu.

Even when the Emperor Yanling publicized the monks on the mountain to the public, many ordinary people would still be afraid.

The golden light fell, and soon covered the wind and snow. The atmosphere of these avenues. It seems to be much stronger than Xiaoyuancheng's original sharp sword intent.

But soon there was a sword light across the sky.

The white sword light is like the snow white snowflakes before, but this sword light is white and terrifying.

I don't know when the Sword Master who has already retreated to the surface of the river held a ten thousand zhang long, and looked at the sky indifferently and said, "When I was in the world, no one dared to deceive me, you were the first."

The voice was extremely cold. There is the anger of Sword Master inside. He was such an invincible sword fairy. Now I have to be bullied.

Chen Sheng's voice came from afar, "Since I have fallen into the ocean, I have to admit my fate."

There is no emotion in this voice.

It makes people feel boring to listen.

Chen Sheng was talking, but Sword Lord did not speak. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, the flying snow in the sky stopped, but the snowflakes fell on the ground but did not melt.

Countless snowflakes hover over

Tiantian then formed a lot of special patterns, as if a child who was not sensible was drawing at will.

Sword intent is flooded in heaven and earth.

Sword Lord carried a long stretch of sword light across the sky, staying in the snow, gleaming with snow-white light.

Those golden lights scattered in the air were isolated by these sword lights, and then the sword lights traveled through the snow, gradually condensing into countless sharp sword intents, pointing to the talisman far away.

The war is about to start.

This silence didn't last long, because soon the sword light fell above the golden light. Only a moment after the two met, there were countless auras scattered, and no one saw the sword.

But whether it was Li Fuyao, the drunk old Jianxiu, or Chen Sheng, they all knew that the sword king had taken the sword.

The majestic sword intent suddenly emerged.

It can be seen from afar, the sword is sour in the dark night, and the bull is so angry.

"You are not the sea, how can you beat me?"

Chen Sheng on the cloud spoke indifferently.

This Taoist saint has been in the cloud for many years. The realm is high and profound, and Taoism is mysterious. Even among the Canghai monks. It is also extremely difficult to provoke. For so many years, apart from having suffered a loss under Chao Qingqiu, he has hardly failed. In the face of the sword master trapped here, he has incomparable confidence. I don't think I will lose here tonight.

With so many swordsmen in the world, how many people are there in Chao Qingqiu? There is only one person, even if this sword lord was once the sword fairy of Canghai, but at this moment, he is not in the realm of Canghai, for Chen Sheng, he is not afraid.

Fu Lu pressed down, before the golden light shattered. Pressed on the snowflakes.

This talisman is like a big net, covering countless sword intents between heaven and earth, making it struggling and unable to draw it.

In fact, Chen Sheng was right. No matter what kind of realm the Sword Sovereign was and how high his prestige was, he is indeed not a true Sword Fairy of the Sea, and it is indeed very difficult to face him.

Sword Sovereign thought he knew this, but his pride as a sword fairy made him unable to say anything else.

The sword energy between heaven and earth was suddenly condensed into one.

Sword Lord's white hair moved with the wind, and his aura was still rising.

As the golden net was pressed down, the snowflakes between heaven and earth turned into countless swords, piercing the golden light.

Ps: It's a bit difficult to write. Let me start this chapter today.