Super Elation Under the Sun

There were many people watching the battle between the two in Qingtian City, but they were watching.

There are not many people who really see the way.

Bi Yu had returned to Qingtian City from the territory of the Bi Fang clan, and now he was standing on top of a tall building with Hepinghan and Xiqiu, watching the noise in that city.

Ping Han asked, "These two, make a move, can you stop it?"

Xiqiu's heart is extremely high, but in this case, he still tells the truth, "I can't stop it."

Then Ping Han looked at Bi Yu, who also shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There are not many young people in this world who can be qualified to blend in."

Before the voice was over, another unpleasant voice rang from the tall building, a bit like a donkey screaming, "This kid, his mother can't even beat that nameless junior, right?"

Bi Yu didn't need to turn his head, he knew that Feng Lu must be talking.

Sure enough, it was the **** donkey that went back and forth.

Soon he came to these people and said with a smile: "If that kid is beaten severely, I'm afraid Qing Tianjun will change his mind too, so as not to marry Qinghuai to this kid."

Bi Yu couldn't help tearing down the platform and said: "Let you go down, can you stand it?"

Feng Lu said solemnly: "No."

This sentence choked Bi Yu didn't know what to say.

Feng Lu said indifferently: "A student who writes articles is not good at writing. Do you still want that student to be able to write articles?"

Bi Yu was speechless for a while, where did this **** come from?

Feng Lu chuckled, and quickly said, "I think, as long as you spend money, you can say something that is not good. If the **** guy is lying on the wall and listening to the teacher reading the article inside, he still thinks it won’t work. Yes, really kick his ass."

Bi Yu was stunned, why is the style a little uncharacteristic today?

Feng Lu was not prepared to explain anything, but just muttered: "Friends, friends, fight well. If you kill Li Fuyao, that stinky boy, look again, no one can save you."

Li Fuyao was dead, and the one named Xiao Xu was the first to be screwed off by Qing Tianjun as a chamber pot.

There is no doubt about it.

After Feng Lu said this, he immediately looked at the battlefield, "Here is here."

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Xiao Xu smashed and didn't know how many walls, and then he could stop his figure, but when his figure stopped, Li Fuyao's sword had already arrived in front of him.

What he held was the bright moon.

Sword vigorous, sword vigorous bullfight!

Anyway, Xiao Xu's realm was a solid climb, but the level of combat power was hard to say.

He frowned when he looked at that sword.

Li Fuyao's strongest hand is the number of handles of the sword, forming a set of sword formations that can be attacked and defended.

This kind of thing had already been mentioned by my husband when he was walking in the world. By the way, he also said that Li Fuyao's imperial sword technique came from the sword immortal who lived six thousand years ago.

That peerless sword fairy was the only peerless sword fairy who could fight Liu Xiang six thousand years ago.

Although the final outcome was still invincible, his sword technique was another attempt at Kendo.

On Yujian, Liu Xiang would be discouraged anyway.

After Wan Chi died, Li Fuyao was the only one in the world who knew how to do this.

No wonder Mr., when he mentioned this young man, he didn't say much, except for the word chance.

He almost jumped and scolded his mother.

Xiao Xu didn't know what good opportunities Li Fuyao had during these years, but one thing was certain. There was no other person in this world who had a better chance than Li Fuyao.

Slightly lost, that sword was already close to his chest.

Xiao Xu reached out to hold the tip of the sword.

Sword Qi was in his palm, and it shattered his palm in an instant.

Exposed bones.

Xiao Xu raised his head, after letting go, he leaned up and hit Li Fuyao's chest with a punch.

Li Fuyao was startled, the sword energy in the meridians next to the Ling Mansion dissipated instantly, and this punch alone was much stronger than before.

Li Fuyao staggered backwards a few steps, and then stood firm, with bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Xu said: "How is it?"

Li Fuyao wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "Not very good."

When the voice fell, several swords had already appeared beside Li Fuyao, and he looked at Xiao Xu in front of him.

Mind slightly, several swords galloped forward.

Cao Jianqing and Qingsi are in front, then ten miles in the bright moon, and tall buildings behind.

Li Fuyao's hand is Zheyun.

The sword energy brought by several long swords is just as big as a filament

It's small, it doesn't look big, and it's not scary. Anyway, it only has the word sharp.

But Zheyun in Li Fuyao's hand had a sword energy that looked as thick as a bowl of mouth.

The violent sword energy instantly tore through the long street, a tall building in the distance collapsed in an instant, smoke was everywhere, and Xiao Xu continued to fly out, this time always behind that sword.

Sword Qi was like a giant between the heavens and the earth, slashing towards Qingtian City, directly splitting Qingtian City in half.

The sword energy spread to the front of the city before dissipating in front of Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu turned his head and glanced at the green locust on the head of the city, only then did he understand that Li Fuyao's sword's power is actually more than that, it's just that he intends to collect the sword here.

Xiao Xu took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the green locust on the head of the city, praised: "You man, you are amazing!"

Qing Huai's face was expressionless, but Xiao Xu's expression improved a lot when he said this, and then he said, "You are not good."

Xiao Xu laughed loudly, did not speak any more, but looked at Li Fuyao in the city with unabated fighting spirit in his eyes.

Li Fuyao didn't reach the head of the city, but the swords beside him had already arrived. Xiao Xu slammed a fist on one of the swords, and then re-entered the buildings.

Among the ruins, Li Fuyao looked at the front with complicated eyes.

Xiao Xu asked: "What is the reason for the previous sword?"

Li Fuyao said frankly: "There is nothing special, I always think it's just that way anyway, is it interesting?"

Xiao Xu nodded and said: "It's really interesting, but I think it's almost interesting."

Li Fu shook his head and said, "Then try again?"

Xiao Xu said, "Wait a minute."

As expected, Li Fuyao waited.

Xiao Xu put down the bookbox on his back, and then jumped and put it upstairs. Then he looked at Li Fuyao and smiled: "Come again."

When the words fell, Xiao Xu made a crackling sound on his body.

Li Fuyao also held Zheyun in his hand.

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Shanheyin is a very good treasure in the whole world, but in Ye Sheng's eyes, it is actually just that.

As the master of Taoism, he has never seen any storms.

After the golden threads had dissipated, Ye Sheng floated in front of the old scholar, a hand stretched out, and a golden light bloomed between his fingers.

It was like giving birth to a golden flower, which looked very beautiful.

The old scholar was slightly surprised, and then he also stretched out his hand to stop the golden light.

The golden light fell on the old scholar's hands, and after only a moment, a very dazzling golden light appeared.

The two golden lights blended together, the old scholar looked complacent, and Ye Sheng had no expression.

The old Confucian student suddenly sighed: "I thought it was good enough, but compared to you, it's still better."

When it comes to the word poor, it's not that his realm is worse than Ye Sheng now, but that his aptitude and talent are really far worse than Ye Sheng.

It took him more than a thousand years to get to this point, but Ye Sheng became a saint later than him, but now, his realm is almost equal to him.

The old scholar dare to say that when Chao Qingqiu left the world, Ye Sheng's realm was not as high as it is now, but in such a short time, Ye Sheng has already come here.

This is something he never expected.

Ye Sheng didn't have any expressions. After Chao Qingqiu left the world, he was the most invincible person in the world. Naturally, there was nothing to say.

Even Ye Changting could not win against him.

The old scholar waved his sleeves to dissipate some golden light, and said seriously: "Ye Xiujing, you are the rare genius of the Taoist school for thousands of years. If your girl doesn't have this blood, I'm afraid it's not as good as you."

Ye Sheng didn't want to answer this question at first, but he didn't know what happened, so he said, "Shengge is better than me, each has its own merits."

This is considered an answer.

After saying these eight words, Ye Sheng waved his hand, and a few colorful lights appeared on the horizon.

And when he stretched out his hand again, the sea of ​​clouds churned and disappeared.

There is only golden light in the sky.

Ning Sheng's little cinnabar can reflect the sky, but that little cinnabar seems to be inferior to Ye Sheng's.

The old Confucian didn't think much, he greeted him very quickly, and was submerged in the golden light of the sky. It was only a quarter of an hour before the golden light rang, and then the sound of a mirror cracking sounded.

Those golden lights are like a mirror being broken, and for a while, it is full of cracks.

Ye Sheng reappeared in the cloud, his expression unchanged, but Liang also saw that Ye Shengyi's corner had broken open.

The old Confucian student arrived immediately, and he

Only a big hand fell on Ye Sheng's head.

Ye Sheng flew back, dragging a long golden trace on the sea of ​​clouds.

The traces looked very beautiful.

After Ye Sheng stopped in the distance, his expression changed slightly.

The old scholar stood in front of Shanhe Yin and laughed.

Ye Sheng didn't speak, but in the sky, a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared.

After opening that picture scroll, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, with a panoramic view.

The old scholar said: "Okay."

After speaking a good word, a golden silk thread appeared on his wrist. As the silk thread appeared in the hands of the old scholar, he felt a huge force pulling him into the mountains and rivers.

In the Demon Bowl, Zhao Sheng Yangtian, who felt some changes outside, shouted: "Ye Xiujing, you want to use my mountain and river map?"

It's a pity that he shouted, but no one paid any attention to him. Ye Sheng's whole mind was on the old scholar at the moment, and he would definitely not think of anything else.

In today's battle, life and death can be separated, but there must be a victory.

Ye Sheng would never allow Chao Qingqiu to leave the world with a second person on his head.

This was the case before, and it will be the same in the future.

The old scholar was pulled by a huge force, but before the mountain and rivers, the golden thread broke every inch.

The old scholar smiled and said, "Ye Xiujing, you are still a bit worse."

Ye Sheng didn't speak, but at this moment, it had already disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind the old Confucian student, and a palm was printed on the old Confucian student's back.

There is golden light.

Ye Sheng's expression was plain.

Sometimes the realm is high, but it does not mean that the combat power is strong.

However, the old Confucian student, even so, only slid tens of feet in the sea of ​​clouds, without any injuries.

After he turned his head, he smiled and said, "Just in terms of combat power, you can indeed rank first in the world."

"But fighting is much more than that."

When the voice fell, the sea of ​​clouds in front of the old Confucian scholar split open, and Ye Sheng was caught off guard and fell from the clouds.

They are all saints from the sea, it seems absolutely impossible to roll down like this, there must be something strange in it.

Liang Yi looked down, Ning Sheng's eyes were bad.

This battle is the strongest battle between Taoism and Confucianism. Fundamentally speaking, it may be a battle to reverse the status of Taoism and Confucianism today.

Ye Sheng could not be defeated, but the old scholar didn't want to lose.

That's why there are these murderous opportunities in the cloud.

After Ye Sheng rolled down the clouds, the old scholar fell into the world without hesitation.

In addition to these saints, there is of course a cloud mountain that went with him to the world.

Ye Sheng fell from the clouds and stood on a high mountain, the old scholar descended from the sky, and a cloud mountain was pressed down.

Ye Sheng's figure dissipated, but the mountain was completely destroyed.

With a rumble.

The mountain was nowhere to be seen, but instead left a huge hole in the same place.

Ye Sheng stood by the pothole and watched the water of a river flow into it. If nothing else happened, maybe a few years later, it would become a large lake.

The people never knew that these things were made by two cloud saints.

The old scholar fell in front of Ye Sheng and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

Ye Sheng's expression remained unchanged, just stretched out his hand, and a gully appeared in front of him, Ye Sheng grabbed the old scholar, and went to the ground!

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Basically not many people know how deep the underground is.

In addition to these saints, there is of course a cloud mountain that went with him to the world.

Ye Sheng fell from the clouds and stood on a high mountain, the old scholar descended from the sky, and a cloud mountain was pressed down.

Ye Sheng's figure dissipated, but the mountain was completely destroyed.

With a rumble.

The mountain was nowhere to be seen, but instead left a huge hole in the same place.

Ye Sheng stood by the pothole and watched the water of a river flow into it. If nothing else happened, maybe a few years later, it would become a large lake.

The people never knew that these things were made by two cloud saints.

The old scholar fell in front of Ye Sheng and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

Ye Sheng's expression remained unchanged, just stretched out his hand, and a gully appeared in front of him, Ye Sheng grabbed the old scholar, and went to the ground!

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Basically not many people know how deep the underground is.