A person walks on the road for a long time, and some things are more or less forgotten.

The plum blossoms of that day, the fragrance of flowers once lingered on the tip of his nose, it seemed to be a dream.

When the dream wakes up, it dissipates.

The man walking with a big sword on his back was followed by a small child.

"Daddy, where's my mother?"

"She's in heaven!"

"In heaven?"

"Yes, she's watching us from the sky."

When he grew up, he realized that the so-called in heaven was really in heaven, and the person who abandoned his husband and children was in the fairy world!

"I don't know if I can see your mother this time."

"It is better to see what she has done, than to live happily herself."

Ye Piaoling didn't know how many times he had talked about this conversation with Ye Liufeng.

"She is your mother after all, you can't blame her, that's her fairy path."

"But a man who abandons his husband and children."

Ye Liufeng held a sword in his hand, and with a sword, he cut the rushing demon beast in two, and the look in his eyes made Ye Piaoling slightly stunned.

"That's all you want to see her."

The first time they met, she wore a white dress and stepped over a branch and landed in front of him.

She wore a plum blossom on her head, which was not a flower that bloomed in this season, but it bloomed vigorously in her bun.

The corners of her eyes were slightly curved, and her smile was a little squinted, and she asked, "Can you eat peach blossoms?"

"Hmm."

"I really want to see her, your mother is beautiful, really beautiful."

"If you want to see it, go see it yourself." Ye Piaoling sighed and shook his head slightly.

"So you must take down an immortal position!" Ye Liufeng swung his sword, and the long sword aura slashed through several demon beasts, and the golden light on his body became a little thicker.

The Xuanyu iron fan in Ye Piaoling's hand spun quickly, turning into a ray of light in the air, slicing through the fluttering demon beast like cutting tofu.

"Use the fan as a guide and use it as a sword move. Dayan Wind Sword Duel. Ye Piaoling's left leg floated in the air, slanting against the ground, the iron fan in his hand did not stop at all, and countless sword lights fanned out in the iron fan.

He followed his father Ye Liufeng into the fairy world, but he accidentally got into the lair of a group of demon beasts, looking at these countless demon beasts, Ye Piaoling was also a little out of breath, his cultivation was only in the Yuan Infant Period, he did not have the power of the bloodline like Mo Qilin, and he did not have the talent of Phoenix Nirvana, all he could do was to be steady and steady, and slowly climb up step by step.

Although he was forcibly promoted to the Mahayana stage by Dao Yun, he also had some more than enough heart and insufficient strength.

"You reserve your strength, let me come."

Ye Liufeng held the big sword in his hand, the sword intent all over his body reached the sky, the heavy big sword in his hand was raised high, and a terrifying sword light shot out horizontally.

The sword light was like a strong wind blowing this golden wheat field, and hundreds of demon beasts were blown down by the strong wind like wheat, only to hear the continuous snort, and small sword marks appeared on the hundreds of demon beasts, and then they were swallowed and annihilated by the sword marks that appeared.

A single sword slaughtered hundreds of demon beasts, but for the countless demon beasts in this lair, these hundreds were just a drop in the bucket.

"I'll come ......"

"Wait! Someone's coming. ”

The vigilance of being the Sword King made him feel an astonishing wave approaching here, and he vigilantly resisted the figure flying in the distance.

"The number of demon beasts here is really amazing, if you take these merits into your pocket, the immortal position is the thing in the bag."

The figure who came muttered softly, and soon he found the burly man staring at him on the ground, his pupils shrank, and his face changed slightly: "Ye Liufeng!" ”

When Ye Liufeng saw the figure coming, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin the widest: "Lin Zhendong." ”

This notorious name in the Southern Regions, how could Lin Zhendong forget, you must know that this person, who alone overturned all the sword cultivation in the Southern Regions, can be said to be standing at the apex of sword cultivation and is looked up to by countless people.

"What a coincidence!" Ye Liufeng said with a sad smile.

"Hehe, it looks like you've been consumed a lot."

Lin Zhendong's eyes fell on the bodies of countless demon beasts on the ground, and his eyes greedily stared at the immortal qi on the two people on the ground, as long as he took the immortal qi on these two people, and the merits of those demon beasts on the ground, becoming an immortal was at his fingertips!

"I've consumed a lot, but just because I'm weak doesn't mean you're stronger."

Ye Liufeng picked up the big sword, and a loud roar appeared in front of Lin Zhendong in front of him in an instant, and the heavy big sword in his hand swung down with terrifying sword intent.

"Worthy of the Sword King."

Lin Zhenzhen's right hand A wisp of golden Xuan Qi condensed on his index finger and middle finger, he snorted softly, and his right hand slammed out.

"The Golden Spirit Destroys the Void Finger."

Boom!

The violent explosion with the violent fluctuations of the Xuan Qi rippled throughout the space, and one finger and one sword collided with each other, and the coercion caused the demon beast under the feet of the two people to let out a few whimpering wails, and the seven orifices bled to death.

Ye Piaoling avoided affecting Ye Liufeng's fighting method, and used the escape method to stay away.

The two peerless powerhouses fought each other, although their cultivation was limited to the Mahayana period, but those coercion could not be changed. Perhaps the aftermath of the exercises performed between them would kill him if he was not careful.

"Looks like you've really consumed a lot!" Lin Zhendong sneered, gathered several earthy yellow rays of light in his left hand, and suddenly punched towards Ye Liufeng's face.

"That's all you have to offer."

Ye Liufeng's idle hand stopped the fist that was blasted, and the legs of the two of them kept playing kicking skills, you attack me and I defend, I attack and you defend. For a while, it was comparable.

Bang!

Ye Liufeng grabbed the gap and kicked Lin Zhendong's lower abdomen, Lin Zhendong's facial muscles trembled slightly, and a sound of breaking the air smashed into the demon beast group with the coercion of Xuan Qi.

Airplanes!

"One sword breaks ten thousand!"

The big sword in his hand absorbed the surrounding aura, and the sword aura soared into the sky, and the flickering sword intent in Ye Liufeng's eyes turned into an aura giant sword with the momentum of thunder, falling from the sky.

Boom!

Lin Zhendong, who smashed bursts of smoke and dust on the ground, twisted his upper body in a strange posture and quickly stood up, holding the inexplicable law in his hand.

"Dragon Howling Fist!"

The raised fist carried Long Wei, Lin Zhendong's eyes flashed with yellow light, and his legs twisted extremely quickly and then jumped suddenly.

The dragon's roar followed the momentum of the fist to meet the terrifying spirit sword, and the piercing roar and wailing dragon roar resounded throughout the world.

"Ye Liufeng!"

"Lin Zhendong!"

The two of them howled angrily, and the front of their hands bombarded each other's faces at the same time, and the two of them were as fast as a swimming light, and they had already fought each other in the air for dozens of moves.

"Humph!"

Turning around, Lin Zhendong pinched Ye Liufeng's face, and his whole body was shaken, Ye Liufeng was not flustered, and smashed the surrounding space with a punch, dragging Lin Zhendong into the void together.

"Is this a battle between the top powerhouses?"

In the distance, Ye Piaoling was lying behind a bluestone to avoid bearing the strong rush between the two, while carefully feeling the battle between the strong with his divine sense.

"I'm still too far away."

With his fists clenched, he gritted his teeth.

"Ye Liufeng!"

Lin Zhendong squeezed his fists violently, he didn't expect that Ye Liufeng, as a sword king, was not only a sword master, but also a terrifying body strength.

"I'm going to kill you today!"

"Then it's up to you to see if you have the skills."

Ye Liufeng floated in the void, with a big sword on his shoulder, his eyes blazing.

"Empty God Seal."

Lin Zhendong's hands flew up, and one complex Indian pattern after another appeared in his hand, and a peculiar rule became nonexistent with the emergence of the Indian style, and Lin Zhendong threw out the big seal in his hand.

"The Empty Gate is the highest peerless Void God Seal."

"So."

Looking at the big seal that broke through the void and was pressing towards him, Ye Liufeng took a deep breath, the big sword in his hand pointed at the sky outside the void, and the terrifying sword intent and Xuan Qi surged like a spring.

"Seven Killing Sword!"

In their eyes, the previous beating that made the world tremble was just a small dish before the main meal, although both of them suffered some minor injuries, those small injuries were nothing to a strong man like them, and what began now was the real life-and-death struggle.

Bang bang bang.

The two fought endlessly in the void, fighting to the death.

Lin Zhendong's pair of fists couldn't be resisted at all in hand-to-hand combat, while the sword king Ye Liufeng's big sword and terrifying sword intent were so fast that they couldn't be seen. From time to time, the two were hit by each other's martial arts, and their bodies retreated in the void and then became entangled again.

The two of them fought to this point, and their Xuan Qi used high-level martial arts and mental techniques again and again, and the Xuan Qi was almost exhausted.

Their only thought was to kill each other, and today's battle was bound to have a result.

Lin Zhendong has his own obsessions, he can't die here, and Ye Liufeng also has his own worries, if he dies, Lin Zhendong will definitely not let Ye Piaoling go.

"You guy will die for me!"

"I'll give it back to you."

Ye Liufeng snorted coldly, the big sword in his hand was raised and slashed down again and again, and Lin Zhendong bombarded the big sword again and again with a pair of fists, and it was hundreds of moves.

"Drink! Imperial Seal. ”

Lin Zhendong's face was hideous, and the big seal in his hand was close to Ye Liufeng's brain.

Ye Liufeng took a slight step back, the sword in his hand had already covered the spiritual light, the sword intent of the wind.

"Qinglian Holy Slash."

The vortex tornado formed by the converging of the sword intent of the wind burst out from the sword body, and the two extreme martial arts bombarded together with violent energy, and a violent explosion sounded, and bursts of white Xuan Qi spread out to the surroundings and annihilated in the void.

"Seven Killing Sword!"

Seizing the gap between Lin Zhendong and his martial arts, Ye Liufeng appeared in front of Lin Zhendong in a flash, and the big sword in his hand stabbed, slashed horizontally, and vertically, and in a breath, three swords slashed at Lin Zhendong's body.

Ye Liufeng didn't feel the feeling of piercing the flesh, with a flick of his wrist, the big sword drew an arc in the air, he stepped back, defending the spirit weapon, the level was not low, and there was a little more caution in his eyes.

"Ahem. Bah. ”

Lin Zhendong spat out a mouthful of blood, he was wearing a gold-silk soft armor of the ground level, although he saved his life, but the dark energy of the Sword King's three moves made him really injured.

"Ahem, the Sword King is the Sword King, even if there was a lot of consumption before, it is still so strong."

"If you have anything to say, say it as soon as possible, and the next sword will take your life."

"Hahaha, the Sword King is the Sword King, and it's this arrogance, but!"

"Come out, Gong Liangying."

Lin Zhendong's words made Ye Liufeng's face change, and as soon as the words fell, the void space cracked, and a beautiful woman slowly walked out.

The palace master of Furong Palace-Gong Liangying.