As time passed, the inside of the Sword Pavilion felt a different atmosphere, and even the True Transmission disciples couldn't help but set their eyes on the Willow Mansion in the south of the Genting Heavenly Palace.

The imperial decree of the first Song Fuyao in the south is no longer a secret, whether it is an outer disciple or a true disciple, they are all extremely curious about Su Ming, an alien boy, but a young man from afar has affected the changes in the minds of many people in the Sword Pavilion, and the dark tide is surging, even if it is Qing Rufeng, who is the contemporary pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion, he has an incomparable headache.

Now that all the negotiations in the secret have ended, then naturally the two parties are naturally going to do the last one, regardless of right or wrong, just in their minds.

In many cases, there is not only black and white right and wrong, but sometimes there are just different positions.

In the Liu Mansion, the old man stood on top of the attic, looking at the sea of clouds, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

The sea of clouds rolled, like the waves, tumbling in, and the clouds that were lifted were like waves crashing on the shore, surging and going straight down to Liufu.

In the Liu Mansion, the old man sneered, shouted loudly, and his qi rose to the extreme, standing on top of the attic, raising his arm and waving his fist, the violent fist rushed to the sky, and walked up with a majestic fist.

In the sky above Liufu, the sea of clouds that fell down seemed to hit a wall, and it exploded in an instant, and the smoke disappeared, and it was difficult to get down.

The old man didn't seem to be very satisfied with it, he snorted coldly, and his fist swelled, and the invisible fist pressed the sea of clouds and kept surging backwards, a punch of dozens of zhang, like a barrier, pushing backwards.

The sea of clouds dispersed, and the heavens and the earth were clear.

Those Qi practitioners who secretly followed here knew that after waiting for more than a month, this battle had finally come.

Yanagi Innai.

Liu Bai, Liu Shidao, Liu Qingcang, and Liu Sanchang, stood on top of the attic, looking coldly at the sky above the heavens and the earth.

Liu Bai smiled faintly, "Just with a few of you, Song Fuyao really looks down on my Liufu?"

Song Fuyao sat down with a total of six descendant disciples, after the fall of the eldest disciple, now there are only five people left, and today these five descendant sword cultivators are all present.

Huang Xi stepped on a long river of sword qi, mighty, and vaguely in the long river, you can also see the lifelike water tribe shuttling in it, under the lingering sword qi, the long river is galloping, stepping on the long river, Huang Xi overlooks the bottom, the momentum is like a rainbow, the expression is as plain as water, the long sword on the waist swings gently, and the sword fairy is majestic and magnificent.

As the only one of Song Fuyao's disciples who broke through the fifteenth-floor Tianguan Xinghai power, Han Wei carried a long sword, and there was a red dragon hovering around him, the dragon floated, his eyes stared coldly at the attic below, this dragon is Han Wei's natal flying sword 'Chijiao', over the years, he has killed dozens of human dragons, extracted the soul of the dragon to devour the 'Chijiao', and used the dragon scales to sharpen the blade of the sword, this 'Chijiao' is also very famous in the Sword Pavilion.

Han Wei did not hide his qi, although he walked side by side with Huang Xi, but the sword qi killing around him also appeared more intense, looking at the attic of Liufu indifferently, there was no wave in his heart, if it was not for the imperial order of the master this time, he would not be interested in making a move at all, he had a fight with Liu Bai decades ago, and he did not put this veteran Xinghai Realm power in his eyes.

A cyan robe, wearing a top hat, Nalan Jingqi stepped on the tip of the long sword, and a confident smile hung on his beautiful face, with his hands behind him, looking down.

Although the Liu family is not the top family in the Sword Pavilion, it is also a first-class family, a Xinghai Sword Immortal, a fifteenth-floor Sword Immortal, and a Nine Realms martial artist, plus the Liu Sanchang, who is now more talented than the sky, it can be said that the future is unlimited, but since this time it is the imperial order of the master, then she naturally wants to come to meet that Liu Qingcang's 'Falling Rain' for a while, she wants to take a look at her own. Can the 100,000 Banner be able to withstand it, just taking this opportunity to make a sword, she may be able to break through the threshold of the fifteenth floor and become a true monarch-level sword immortal.

Guo Fengru was wearing a white Confucian shirt, he was the most unlike sword cultivator among the disciples, a Confucian flavor, but the sword qi lingered in his sleeves, like wind and thunder, grinning, and he stepped into the twelfth floor not long after, but the sword qi of this body was exceptionally pure, but compared to his senior brothers, except for Song Fuyao in the Sword Pavilion now, no one knows what this person's natal flying sword is, and naturally no one goes back to underestimate him.

Song Jia is a closed disciple, Yujian is one step behind, several senior brothers and sisters are all sword immortals, she is still a lot worse now, but today she appeared above this sea of clouds and looked at Su Ming below, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

As the six people stopped, Huang Xi, who was the leader, as the second senior brother, took the lead and walked out, looking at Liu Bai below indifferently, and said lightly: "Why did the Liu family pay such a price for an outsider, hand over that child to us, I can agree to you a request on behalf of the master, how about it?"

Liu Shidao sneered and said: "The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, Song Fuyao's vision of choosing an apprentice is still as rubbish as ever, it's all pompous, and he still has the heart to talk nonsense." ”

Huang Xi didn't care about the old man's ridicule, and said calmly: "An old guy who is dying, I don't mind if you say a few more last words, I just hope you don't regret it when the time comes." ”

"What, you're going to fight like this?" Liu Shidao smiled.

Han Wei beside Huang Xi moved his wrist and chuckled: "Don't worry, since we are here, we will not let you down, but don't say that we didn't give you a chance, this is my disciple, as long as that young man is willing to die in battle, we can not make a move, how about it?"

A sword light flew out, and a young man came over, grinned, looked at several elders and said, "I've seen Master, Uncle, Uncle." ”

Then the young man looked at Su Ming below, and said with a smile: "How about it, as long as you dare to die in my hands, you can save the Liu family, isn't this deal very cost-effective." ”

Su Ming ignored the young man's heart-attacking words, and walked out of the Liufu Mansion to stand on the extremely wide street outside the door.

The old man glanced at Su Ming, frowned and said: "Don't think about too many useless things in your mind, just rely on these crooked melons and cracked dates to kill us, if you really feel that you are dead, it will be a hundred, then my first punch will fall on you, and it will save Liu Chen a shame in the future." ”

Su Ming tilted his head and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Senior, I still want to live well." ”

Liu Shidao nodded with satisfaction and said: "This is decent, since it is not Song Jia's girl, then kill me, I look very uncomfortable with the eyes of this little cub." ”

The young man's grinning sword fell, and he looked at Liu Shidao in the attic of Liufu defiantly: "Don't worry, you won't have eyes in the future." ”

Liu Sanchang raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes were like swords, and the two sword qi pierced the sky, bursting out, aiming at the young man's eyes.

Bite!

Two sword lights blocked Liu Sanchang's sword light in mid-air.

Lu Shen and Yu Baiqing, one of the two Eight Demons of the Sword Pavilion, these two are all people of the same age as Liu Sanbian, and they are the two sword cultivators of the Nine-Story Building.

Although the two of them are not sword cultivators who have stepped into the ten-story building, as sword dao embryos with extremely high talent in the Sword Pavilion, their combat power is naturally not weak, plus Ling Xiao who walked out again on the side, the eight demons of the Sword Pavilion are now gathered together.

In the face of Liu Sanbian, even the three of them had to go all out, although Ling Xiao was unwilling, but the previous battle made him see the gap between the two clearly, and there was still a great difference between the same ten-story building.

The three demons of the Sword Pavilion made a move to intercept Liu Sanbian, which made Liu Sanbian not expect it, and no longer paid attention to the young man, but just fell on Ling Xiao and the three of them, "Ling Xiao has already told you that day, since you are bent on death, I will do my best to draw the sword next." ”

Liu Sanbian turned his gaze to the side, behind the eight demons all represented a force, whether it was Ling Xiao, Lu Shen or Yu Baiqing, there was one or several Star Sea Realm Sword Immortals standing behind them.

Liu Sanchang's expression was indifferent, and his voice was extremely cold, "It is my own ability to survive the three of them when I take out the sword next, if anyone dares to interfere, it is asking my side for the sword." ”

Above the sea of clouds, Qi Ming and Qing Rufeng's sword intent flew out together, locking the eyes of those who were secretly snooping, and the peers asked the sword They naturally wouldn't interfere, but if someone wanted to break the rules, it was really looking for death.

The young man didn't hold the long sword, let the long sword levitate beside him, the things in the sky had nothing to do with him, he was here to kill Su Ming.

His toes gently crushed the ground, he wrapped his hands around his chest, looked Su Ming up and down, and said with a slight smile: "Look at what you said so powerful, why didn't I see it, it's okay for the martial artists of the Four Realms to beat the waste of the Seven-Story Building, but I am the sword cultivator of the Eight-Story Building, I'm really afraid that you are not enough for me to cut it!"

Su Ming's expression did not move, and he said lightly: "You can give it a try." ”

The young man smiled and nodded: "It's still a backbone, if you really want to die, how boring it is!"

The words fell, and the boy disappeared in place, even if it was against the martial arts, the boy did not distance himself, but quickly approached.

The strongest Qi practitioner in the world is sword cultivation in hand-to-hand combat!

Su Ming took dozens of steps backwards, and a not too deep ravine appeared in the ground, which was the result of a sword slashing down.

The young man was very satisfied with this result, and said with a smile: "It's very good, it's just that Master and Uncle are watching, I still don't delay time, it's better for you to die early if you don't know where it came from." ”

Su Ming's eyes lowered slightly, and his eyes were full of palpitating tyranny, he was a child without parents, and he could not care about many things, but some bottom lines were his reverse scales, so in his heart, the young man in front of him was already a dead man.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, like a demon out of the cage, and when he raised his head again, the smile on his face was bright, but the hideousness in his eyes became more and more intense.

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