After all, the matter is still related to the search for the immortal sword.

Xunxian Sword is Xinfen's sword, and Xinfen is one of the protagonists of this story. The sword king has been trapped for thousands of years, but Xinfen is gone, but Xunxian Sword is still there.

Besides, if it weren't for the search for the immortal sword, the Sword Lord would not have come out of the bottom of the river at all, and naturally there would not have been such a wind and snow. There would naturally be no such wind and snow. Li Fuyao would not be seen.

After all, this blood line is a cause and effect. One end of cause and effect is on the immortal sword, and the other end is on the sword master.

As the master of the current master of the Immortal Sword, Li Fuyao can only have the cause and effect on him.

Jianjun looked at Xunxian Jian. There was no emotion on his face. After a moment, he spoke, "No one wants to be trapped all the time. Xin Tomb is dead. I am trapped by this sword chain and my realm has not improved. If you don't come, I will naturally die here in hundreds of years. But since you are here, wouldn't God tell me that my life should not be lost?"

Jianjun looked at Li Fuyao and said, "Save me out."

The words meant a request, but there was no request on Jianjun's face. He was a proud person and should not have these emotions. He was a sword immortal in the sea. He should have been one of the most proud people.

"Save me out, my sword path can be passed to you."

This is the promise of a Canghai Sword Immortal. If it were someone else or another swordsman, I would have been grateful for it. I would never have hesitated at all. Even if he didn't know the truth or falsehood of the story.

In the face of absolute interests, many people often lose their judgment.

But Li Fuyao is not such a person. He is not of the highest talent, but he has met many great monks with profound realms along the way.

Even Chao Qingqiu, the most invincible in the world, had drunk wine with him.

Yao Tu's rebellious Qingtianjun is likely to become his father-in-law.

He was in Wushan and even had a big battle with the great demon Hu Xiao.

Not to mention the previous saint Yanhe.

So Li Fuyao was extremely calm.

He looked at Jianjun and said in a low voice: "The story of the senior is not necessarily true, but it is not necessarily false. Since it is unpredictable, I dare not do anything. If the senior is really guilty, I will release you, wouldn't it cause trouble to the mountains and rivers?"

The inheritance of the Sword Lord, the Sword Lord of the Sword Lord, is not something that Li Fuyao has to get. His skills are complicated.

Speaking of which, it is not weaker than Jianjun's swordsman's swordsmanship at all.

Jianjun's white hair was extremely eye-catching in the dark night. He: He had no emotions on his face, but his eyes were filled with countless sword intents.

The wind and snow are getting heavier.

If a great monk in this state did not have that sword chain, he would be afraid that Li Fuyao would die here if he had a slight thought.

Although they are all practicing swords, the difference in realms is too big, and Li Fuyao has no chance at all.

Li Fuyao felt the vast sword intent, and he knew it by the pain.

If things were not as Jianjun said, Li Fuyao would have died on the spot once he was released.

"Xin Jianxian has been away from the world for thousands of years. The one-sided words of my predecessors really make me dare not believe them all."

There are not many words, but the meaning is already clear.

However, this is indeed a dead end. Xinfen has been away from the world for thousands of years, and the only two people in the story is Jianjun.

The one-sided words of Jianjun cannot convince Li Fuyao, this is the truth.

The air became very quiet, and although the wind and snow were heavy, it was silent.

Li Fuyao could clearly see Jianjun's white hair moving with the wind.

The two iron chains were dragged to the ground like this.

The sword king was calm and silent.

"You don't believe me."

"Yes."

After a concise conversation, Li Fuyao pressed the hilt of the sword, because at this moment the world was filled with countless sword intents.

Those wind and snow are now the sharpest swords in the world, falling one after another around Li Fuyao.

Compared with immortality, freedom is also a very precious thing.

Although it can't get to the point, it's not far.

Being imprisoned for thousands of years is pain. After experiencing it, it will definitely not want to go through it again. Therefore, if you want to do everything possible to get rid of this pain, of course, you will do whatever you want.

Li Fuyao's face turned extremely pale, and countless sword intents floated outside his body. Although he could not get close to him, the pressure brought was also great. After all, the person on the opposite side was not an ordinary person, but a Canghai Sword Immortal.

The Xunxian Sword was inserted into the snow, and the snow had already submerged to the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, Xunxian saw a slight trembling sound, as if he was about to leave the snow and go somewhere else.

The magic sword has spirits. But I don’t know if this recast Xianxian Sword is the same. Do you still remember what happened back then?

But no matter what, it was once an immortal sword, and other swords might not dare to make any moves because of these sword intents. After all, the one in front of him is a Canghai Sword Immortal.

After a brief silence, Xunxian Sword quickly flew out of the snow. With countless sword energy, he passed through the wind and snow and came to Jian Junmei.

After hovering, it can't penetrate these rich sword energy.

The sword king looked at this scene and was a little dazed. In the last battle thousands of years ago, he fought with Xin Fen until the end, and Xin Fen also held the sword in the same way and pointed at his eyebrows.

Oh, that was the most shameful moment in her life, and the shame came from being unable to defeat but could not.

This incident made him feel resentful for thousands of years, and whenever he thought of it, he felt angry in his heart.

Although Xin Fen's behavior made him feel dissatisfied, his swordsmanship was the peak that he would never get past in his life.

Jianjun held the bloodline and said indifferently: "Xinn, there is still a battle between us."

It was no longer the time.

Xin's tomb has ascended. However, Jianjun has been trapped here for thousands of years. Although he still has a great cultivation level in the sea, he cannot show it. His aura is still there, but his strength does not exist.

The Xunxian hovered between Jian Jun's eyebrows like this, and he did not advance or retreat. The two sides confronted each other, and it seemed that they could not decide the winner in a short time.

This is a subtle situation.

Jianjun wanted to take a step forward, but the iron chain on his shoulders was stretched straight at this moment. He could no longer move forward. The chain was surrounded by sword intent. On the immortal sword, there was also the sword energy of Xinfen back then. This was an alternative battle, and the sides of the battle were Jianjun and Xinfen.

Li Fuyao was silent when he looked at the situation. He could not feel the Sword of the Enlightenment, which was already in harmony with him.

The sword seemed to be under the control of another person.

This is the situation that Li Fuyao is least willing to see. No one in the world knows what kind of power a fairy sword has. I am afraid that no one can say that he has completely controlled it except Chao Qingqiu.

What else is there on the sword? It has the consciousness of Xin Jianxian, or something else. But no matter what, it is not something that can be imagined by a swordsman like Li Fuyao in the morning and evening realm.

Even in this situation, he can only serve as a spectator.

There is wind and snow in the world, and naturally there is sword intent.

Li Fuyao couldn't imagine what would happen next.

...

...

A buzzing sound was whistling.

The sword king took a few steps back, and he reached out to grab a snow sword from the air.

The sword has a sharp sword intent.

This is the first time that the Sword King has raised a sword in thousands of years. His sword was broken in the previous battle with Xin Fen. And he has been trapped here for thousands of years and has no chance to hold a sword at all. If he hadn't met Xun Xianjian today, he would probably not have raised a sword again.

His aura changed again!

The Sword Immortal with a sword in his hand and the Sword Immortal without a sword in his hand. These are originally two kinds of Sword Immortals.

Jianjun glanced at Li Fuyao, "I'm wrong. Even if you carry this sword, you can't cut off the sword chain."

"This is a sword chain made of my sword intent, and it turns out that I can only cut it off by myself."

Having said that, Sword Lord has not tried it for thousands of years, but has not succeeded. This matter is not that simple.

The Sword Lord no longer paid attention to the fairy-seeking sword hanging between his eyebrows, but raised the long sword in his hand transformed by wind and snow, and swung the sword to slash the sword chain behind him.

This is an ordinary sword, this is not an ordinary sword.

But while this sword was swung, the sky stopped suddenly.

The sword fell on the chain, but nothing happened. But Jianjun's face turned a little whiter again.

The wind and snow are coming again.

The Sword of Xun Xian was still hovering, looking like he was mocking someone.

Jianjun laughed at himself, "So the ending has always been like this."

After saying this, he looked at Li Fuyao deeply, and then was not ready to do anything else, just wanted to walk around the river.

Longevity is what everyone wants, and freedom is what everyone wants. Not many people like to suffer. But there are not many people who have the courage to choose to end the suffering and pay the price of their lives.

Li Fuyao saw the loneliness in his back.

The wind and snow have begun to fade away.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared outside the sky!
To be continued...