The Immortal King abandoned his sword and the sword fell from the sky.

Go straight to the river.

First, touched the blood-colored sword, and the sound of an iron nail falling to the ground, the blood-colored sword broke like glass, turning into countless fluorescent lights and bursting out all over the fields. The dazzling beauty makes people feel refreshed.

The falling sword touches the river again.

Blue river.

In an instant, the blue river swept upstream and waves swayed against the shore, like a pile of blue snow rolling, surging like a group of whales.

It was also a matter of a moment.

The river suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before.

The sword also disappeared.

In front of the white jade capital in the sky, there was a sword on the waist of the blue-clothed Immortal King, as if he had never abandoned the sword from beginning to end.

Tang Shi, Qingyi, looked at Li Ruyu holding a rusty sword, and said silently, "As long as it is necessary to have fourteen swords."

The eyebrows are full of joy.

After practicing sword for more than ten years, I finally got the 14th sword.

How can you not be happy?

This is just like a lonely woman on the treasure, beautiful is beautiful, but ultimately a little lonely.

Li Ruyu's rust sword returns to the sheath.

Staring at Tang Shi: "Please!"

I am still sure that you can take the 14th sword, but you are not a saint of swordsmanship. If you don’t believe that you can get the 15th sword, if you can’t get the 15th sword, no one can stop me from killing Zhao Changyi.

Tang Shi took a deep breath.

He took the sword off the hand of the guardian King, and in an instant, the flowing light of the Unmoving Ming King was like being swallowed by a whale, and all of them flowed into the sword like water.

The next moment, the woman who was about to come out of the fourteenth sword did not come out of the sword, and her figure swayed and disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In front of the white jade capital in the sky, Tang Shi in Qingyi walked into the fairy king in Qingyi in one step and combined it to make it.

Looking down on the world.

Everyone was shocked.

Has the sage become a saint?

Only Li Ruyu knew that Tang Shi had not become a saint, but these fourteen swords were taken by Tang Shi personally, and it was no longer the same as before. The sword was released to cause strange phenomena and killed the enemy.

This is what all things are.

At this moment, Tang Shi took the sword and drew his sword, and was about to break through the peak of all things and truly reached the level of Master and the sword demon Dugu.

If you are not a saint, you can kill the saint in the killing world.

But why am I, Li Ruyu?

With a chuckle, the sword is in the sky, then I, Li Ruyu, will break your fourteen swords in the sky.

This time, Li Ruyu did not invite a general, killed the god, nor did he invite an assassin.

But he turned around and turned towards the Saint Temple, bent down slightly, saw it with the etiquette of a scholar, and said softly: "Sir, you can invite the spring breeze."

On the banks of the Saint Temple, just after descending from the top of the mountain, the Buddhist temple named Fan, who was walking on the path on the mountain, smiled and said to the Taoist nun Nie Yinniang behind him: "Look at you, you will come to whatever you are afraid of. That guy really wants to ask me for spring breeze."

Then borrow it.

Even a saint, I am still in the world, and I wish the world peace and well as soon as possible.

The Moshu of Fan's surname waved his sleeves.

The figure disappeared.

There was a saint in Daliang who was posthumously named Wen Zheng, who took the Hexian and returned to Guanyun Mountain.

Guanyun Mountain has old pine trees, which the saint planted by hand.

At this moment, the old pine tree that was sitting and catching books was swaying on the branches. Suddenly, a clear light flashed and penetrated into the old pine tree. Then it seemed like someone stepped out of the old pine tree, turning into a breeze, blowing towards the world.

There is a clear sound between heaven and earth.

For eternal fame and fortune, Haoran joins hands on the Spring Platform!

It's like a fairy's words.

The echoes are rippling, and everyone in the world is heard.

Suddenly spring comes, and suddenly spring breeze blows through thousands of mountains and rivers, blows the flowing clouds on earth, spreads up the mountains and hills, rolls up the grasslands and snow-capped mountains, wrinkles the sky water of the East China Sea, and blows away the dust everywhere in the royal palace of Jinguancheng.

The world is cool, and spring flowers bloom everywhere on earth.

Spring is stronger.

In the royal palace of Jinguancheng, Li Ruyu's words can invite the spring breeze, and the spring breeze comes, so he rides the spring breeze and soars straight up into a line, goes straight to the nine heavens, and stands on the top of the blue clouds.

Li Ruyu held his hands behind his back and wore a sword.

Standing in the clouds, Zi Kun is flowing down to her feet.

Purple air is everywhere!

On the street of Shimiao Town, beside the Saint Temple, he fought with Guo Jie, who was half Buddha and half demon. Li Ruyu had briefly entered the realm of the exiled sword immortal under the spring breeze of the saint. The so-called exiled sword immortal is probably the peak of the world realm after the empress sets the rules now.

On that day, I will look down at all the mountains.

Li Ruyu was extremely happy in body and mind, as if he had drunk Ximen Daguanren Chunsau Guiji wine in Zhaixing Villa. His whole body was tense and uncomfortable all over, but he suddenly found a vent, and then he felt a great pleasure in the excitement of thousands of miles.

The whole body was filled with joy, and the whole body was relaxed.

Now that he has grown up under Gongsun Zhishui's beautiful body, Li Ruyu, who knows that the clouds, rain and dew of Wushan, finally understands the feeling that day, is exactly the beauty of entering and leaving through the twists and turns, and is just the beauty of being out of control after a sudden rain.

It's like climbing to a fairyland.

This time, it's even more on it.

Zi Kun is under his feet, and the sword is freely painted on his waist. The sky is vast and the earth is vast. I only have one sword to calm the unfair things on earth.

Isn’t this the pleasure I’ve been holding the sword for life?

Looking up, the spring sun is still above my head, and there are no stars in the sky. In the vastness, it is difficult to touch the vastness of the starry sky. On this endless starry sky, everything in the world is full of ants.

If you lower your head, you will be able to see the world of thousands of miles away.

The purple Kun under his feet was as huge as three or four hundred meters. After spreading his double fins, it was even hundreds of meters wide, almost covering the sky for half a day. The purple Kun had ten golden long beards, sharp and tall as a house, with dog teeth intertwined, and its power was unreasonable.

At this moment, Li Ruyu was carrying him, and his body and mind were full of excitement.

Li Ruyu reads Tang poetry.

Tang Shi carried a white jade capital and gently pressed the sword at her waist.

But the twelve-story heavy building still looks small compared to the huge purple Kun three or four hundred meters at the feet of Li Ruyu, but its presence is not weaker than that of the giant Kun.

Instead, it is even better.

Now she is about to produce the fourteenth sword, and she is already a banished sword immortal on earth. She can naturally see Zi Kun under Li Ruyu's feet.

I couldn't help but say in surprise.

Just the words go with the wind.

Li Ruyu couldn't hear it.

There is no need to hear that, as it has come to this point, Qingyi Tang Shi's fourteen swords had to be released, and he also had to take this sword, otherwise it would have become a farce.

Even if this matter has nothing to do with the world, both of them must draw their swords.

This is the heart of the swordsman.

Tang poetry draws a sword.

Sword 14, return to the forefront.

The name does not seem to be as strong as the previous one. The domineering spirit of the King of Unmoving, the sword-backed spirit of the God-Man and the sword-broken spirit of the Immortal King are more of a fresh and fresh meaning.

At that time, Tang Shi also asked her mentor curiously why she called her to return to the fore.

Not domineering enough at all.

Isn’t it better to call the immortal of Yijian kneeling, the sword to the world?

The teacher named Xie, who likes to drink, is as elegant as an immortal all day long, is not sad about everything in the world, then chuckled and said, "The quiet scenery after the sudden rain, the sky is as clear as the rebirth of the earth, is the most beautiful thing. Besides, if you practice this sword to the extreme, you will endure the land god and the land sword immortal in the vast east land, and you will have to return under this sword. If this is not domineering, then what is domineering?"

At that time, Tang Shi was still the girl with a horn in the general corner of Canman. Her heart was higher than the sky. She tilted her head and asked her mentor: "Practice this sword to the extreme level? But have you said that there are fifteen swords after the fourteen swords. Now in the world, there should even sixteen swords after the fifteen swords. Can't disciples practice fifteen swords?"

The teacher smiled and stroked his hair, saying, "Fifteen swords... No one can come out yet."

Tang Shi didn't understand and asked back: "What about you?"

The teacher stopped talking.
To be continued...