The sea of ​​clouds tumbling, and Ye Sheng was forced back dozens of feet by Li Fuyao with one sword. If it was spread, everyone in the world would probably look at Li Fuyao with admiration. No matter what method he used to make Ye Sheng suffer such a great loss, it would be enough to just cause such a battle result.

After all, Ye Sheng was not someone else, but the first person in the world after Qiao Qingqiu left the world.

The most powerful person in the world is Ye Sheng.

Several golden lights fell onto the sea of ​​clouds.

Ning Sheng's cinnabar still appeared in the sky, but it was much dimmer than before. After fighting with Ye Changting, he had already realized that he was still far from the sword immortal. However, this reality made Ning Sheng feel a little palpitation. Ye Changting had never heard of this for hundreds of years before, but it was only a few years since he was born. Who would have thought that he would take over the title of the No. 1 Sword Immortal in Qingqiu at this moment and start to make them all afraid.

In fact, according to Ning Sheng, Liuxiang is not a person worth noting. The most important thing is to kill Ye Changting.

This person may be the biggest unpredictable factor in the previous situation.

Master Zhou's face was as usual. His realm was the most wonderful person except Ye Sheng. After a great battle, he was far from being hurt. He looked at the sword light that was far away from the sky and was speechless. This time, the small garden city gathered a total of six saints, three Taoist sects, two Confucian sects, and even one Buddhist saint, but he was unable to create any results.

Just let the sword king who was not in this world leave the world again.

Chen Sheng's face was as pale as paper. He stood in the distance and whispered: "The news came from Chao Fu that Li Changgu had entered the sea and he could not stop him. Someone in Luoyang City stopped him."

If the previous situation was that this business was not losing money, and even had some small profits, then from now on, the business was a real loss.

A sword immortal appeared in the human world, which was far more unacceptable than the one who came before the sword king.

Ning Sheng glanced at Master Zhou, but the meaning in his eyes was not very clear.

Li Changgu studied in the academy before and had a close relationship with Confucianism. Now, this kind of thing can't be explained clearly.

Master Zhou ignored Ning Sheng. His status was comparable to that of Ye Sheng, so he naturally ignored him.

A moment later, Ye Sheng returned from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. The Taoist saint looked like a jade, and his aura was as normal as he was, without any sign of embarrassment. Even if he was forced back by Li Fuyao with a sword before, it would be fine.

Ye Sheng fell to Master Zhou’s side, and his emotions did not fluctuate. He just said calmly: “The world is in a troublesome situation, so you should pay more attention.”

There is some obscure meaning in the words, and I think only these two saints can understand it.

Master Zhou nodded and said nothing.

Zhang Sheng appeared far away from the sea of ​​clouds, but was the first to leave. Since Ye Sheng had already expressed his opinion and Master Zhou did not express any other ideas, things were no longer important. Then Zhang Sheng was about to leave at this moment, and no one could tell any gossip.

Zhang Sheng left first, and then Ning Sheng signaled to Ye Sheng and left slowly. The saints in the clouds left one after another, which means that the matter was about to end. The saints left, and Master Zhou was the last one.

As for the previous Buddha land saint, he had already gone to the Buddha land.

To get something is to recover from the wound.

Among these saints, he was seriously injured. Now he no longer has the intention to continue in the mountains and rivers. If he doesn't leave quickly, he may be killed.

Ye Sheng stood on the sea of ​​clouds and looked at the sword mark that had not dissipated in the sea of ​​clouds before. He didn't know what he was thinking. It was only a long time later that he waved his hand, wiped the sword mark, left here, and disappeared.

The sword marks were gone and the saints left. Today's affairs were completely over at this moment.

As for the sword king, now that he has fallen into the river, naturally no one cares about it.

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...

Li Fuyao also left, slashed out with one sword, and then with the remaining sword energy of the Sword Sword, it was enough to allow him to leave this small garden city thousands of miles away. After only a thousand miles, if a saint chased him, he might not be able to escape the killing disaster. In the early morning, he fell from a high altitude and was in front of a mountain stream.

He fainted.

When I woke up, it was already time for the sunset.

For a whole day, no saint wanted to treat him forever. Li Fuyao was lying beside the stream, blood oozing out of his body, and the smell of blood spread far away with the stream. When he opened his eyes, his whole body was filled with burning pain. The blue-haired sword was right beside him, and the Xun Xian Sword also quietly landed beside him. After this battle, the Xun Xian Sword was completely quiet.

Li Fuyao looked up at the sunset, his limbs were weak and he could not lift them up. If it were someone else in this battle, he might have died long ago, but he was different. Although several spiritual palaces had damaged to varying degrees, they were not completely broken, and there was still some remaining sword energy in the spiritual palace, which could be very beneficial to him. However, this battle was a thousand feet long, and Jian Shijiu was still in Ye Sheng's demon-suppressing bowl. This sword was his first fake natal sword, and it was the first sword that took the initiative to recognize him as the main one. He naturally had deep feelings for Jian Shijiu.

But he didn't look at Qingqiu and entered the sword in Ye Sheng's demon-suppressing bowl, so he naturally couldn't get it back.

However, after the sword is gone, the Xunxian Sword can be used to make up for its shortcomings. Moreover, the Xunxian Sword is a broken immortal sword, which will make Li Fuyao stronger to a certain extent.

Li Fuyao no longer continued to think about these things, but began to look inside the sword energy left in the meridians. Only a moment later, demonic energy appeared in the mountains and forests.

Although the demonic land in the north is where the demons gather, there are not a place on the mountain and rivers. However, the demonic land on the mountain and rivers is relatively lower and not fierce.

But this is also equivalent to that of some monks.

Li Fuyao's blood attracted many demon cultivators.

Just in the forest.

Many of them are just small monsters in the realm of Killing Dan, but there are also many demon cultivators with high realm.

Even in the distance, there was a demon cultivator from Taiqing Realm staring at him. The tiger demon was already considered an absolute strong man in a radius of hundreds of miles. At this moment, he was staring at Li Fuyao lying beside the stream in a certain mountain forest.

There was a short man beside the tiger demon, with a sinister expression, also looking at Li Fuyao.

"Don't worry, I have arranged for someone to test it. I should be a human monk with a low level. He has no worries after eating it, so there is no need to worry about someone seeking revenge."

The mountains here are not Yanling or Liangxi, but Dayu, so they would not have messed with people they shouldn't have messed with.

But when the short man opened his mouth, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the stream in the distance.

A sword plundered in the mountains and forests, and almost every once in a while, it took away the life of a little demon.

"It's a swordsman..."

The short man before saw this scene, his face turned pale and he collapsed on the spot.

The tiger demon, who was dissatisfied with his teeth, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? Maybe you are not a powerful person."

He said that, but when he spoke, he was actually very scared. What this demon cultivator feared the most was not the Confucian monks and Taoists, or the swordsman who was most afraid of the swordsman.

It was not easy to meet two swordsmen in Shanhe before, but after having such things over the years, many demon cultivators have already understood that there are much more swordsmen in Shanhe now than before.

But there are so many more people, why can you meet someone here?

"Don't be afraid, just let's..."

Before the short man could finish speaking, a long sword had already passed by his neck.

With a puff.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The tiger demon looked at this scene and turned around and left, but as soon as he turned around, a sick man appeared beside him.

The man held a short sword and placed it on his neck at this moment.

The sharp sword energy made a lot of blood seep out of his neck in just a moment.

"Cultivation is not easy, why not cherish it?"
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