Looking at the old man with a slightly red face and a prodigal laugh, Chu Lie could only remain silent-

He has only just turned twenty years old, and he has never experienced such a complicated life, and his future, relying on the power of the system, as long as he continues to hunt, I am afraid that he will live longer than most people.

He was speechless, only speechless.

"......" was silent for a while, Chu Lie's gaze swept to the emerald phantom that was still frozen in place by the breath of frost, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head gently after a long time.

Zheng !!

With a sword roar, the spirit sword town ghost jumped into the control of the five fingers, and the blade of the sword was slightly oblique, until the monster that was constantly struggling and shaking.

"Senior ......"

Turning his back to the old Dao, whose laughter gradually stopped, Chu Lie's cold voice sounded.

"This demon has gradually tasted blood in the record, lurking here, I am afraid that there will be great harm, even if the seniors stop each other, the younger generations will also be killed!"

“…… Monster? ”

Lao Dao's voice paused, and then sighed: "This ...... But it's not a monster. ”

Another sword was placed on the spine of the Demon Suppression Sword, and Lao Dao walked forward, standing side by side with Chu Lie, looking at this emerald green spirit, his eyes flashed with a faint sadness:

"Sword Spirit, have you heard of it?"

“…… No way. ”

The brilliance of the delusional rune flashed in his eyes again, and Chu Lie shook his head: "The aura is too weak, even I can easily suppress it, it can't be a sword spirit." ”

The legend of the sword spirit exists even in the main world - the divine sword is psychic, turning into a human form, and the sword aura is like a waterfall between the waves......

This world seems to be more powerful than the power pattern of the main world, so the existence of the sword spirit can only be more powerful and terrifying than the legend of the main world, not the spirit body in front of which even frost runes can be frozen.

Weak, too weak!

"It's not that kind of sword spirit."

Lao Dao snorted, and the old man's right finger lightly tapped on the spirit, and a more brilliant emerald aura flickered.

"It is the sword, the spirit, based on the sword, gathering people's hearts and achieving ......"

The aura gradually stopped, turned into a wooden sword that was already a little decayed, shook slightly, obediently flew to the palm of the old way, let go of the long sword that suppressed the ghost with his left hand, and pointed like a sword from the spine of the wooden sword, in a low humming sound, the ice chips slid down.

"I gave him this sword."

The old man's voice became calm, with a little nostalgia.

"When I was six years old."

"He told me that he wanted to become a real swordsman in the future, leaping horses, coming and going, and I said that I wanted to be ......famous."

"I sold the scroll and bought this sword for him, and I lay in bed for a month."

"Later...... Later, he returned to his own time, I wrapped the book, lifted the scabbard, set foot on the rivers and lakes, eighty years have passed, I have been a prancing horse in the rivers and lakes, crisscrossing and coming...... But he has grown old here, and has never gone out of the country for the rest of his life...... It's this wooden sword, I don't know what kind of creation, it has turned into a spirit, but it's ......"

"This wooden sword...... It's getting old after all..."

Lao Dao laughed, lifted the wooden sword and walked out slowly, Chu Lie held the long sword silently, his brows were tightly locked, as if he was thinking about something, but at this moment, a fishy smell of qi suddenly appeared, and Chu Lie almost instinctively clenched the long sword in his hand.

With a buzzing sound, the black pupils suddenly contracted.

It was a breath he knew all too well—it was ...... Murderous!!!!

As soon as the body moved, he jumped up like a dragon, and knocked out directly from the windowsill, and when he looked up, he saw that a wild bull standing up was slowly coming under the moonlight, and in his nostrils, white air currents continued to spew out.

In Chu Lie's field of vision, an aura with a strong taste of savage contamination was contaminated on this brute bull, vaguely reaching the level of a knight, which was enough for ordinary people to be one enemy and one hundred.

The murderous aura emerged from this brute bull.

It is the closest wooden house to the entrance of the village.

"The qi is like blood, boiling and rising to the sky, and a hidden murderous aura emerges left and right......"

Lao Dao didn't know when he reappeared, leaning on the windowsill, slowly sipping the wine in the pot, and his voice sounded unhurriedly.

"This is the sign of the transformation of the soul into a demon, okay boy, you have a strong human emperor qi on your body, look at your dress, it should be the heads of those demon catchers in the six doors, and let the old Taoist see it........."

There was a slight hiccup, and the old way was drunk and confused.

"How did you get that murderous aura......

Buzz Buzz!!

What answered him was a sudden sound of a sword!

In the roar, the ground cracked, and Chu Lie's body immediately appeared on the lower left side of the bull demon like a crossbow bolt, almost instantly, his body was deflected, and his right hand was tightly clasped with the long sword.

In the sound of the wind, there is a hidden sword qi stirring!

Snort!!

A hideous wound appeared on the Bull Demon's waist, and the hideous blood splattered in an angry roar, followed by the huge stone pillar that the Bull Demon was carrying on his shoulder!

It slammed down with a dull sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, Chu Lie's body rushed forward suddenly, and at the same time as he took a step back, the long sword in his palm stabbed forward suddenly, pulling out a silver light mark in the moonlight, stabbing into the wrist of the bull demon, and then slammed it.

In a roar of pain, a handful of blood splashed out of the bull demon's wrist, and the cyan broken bones were clearly visible.

Brush!

Retreated, retracted his sword, and wisps of blood dripped to the ground.

Chu Lie's calm voice sounded: "Junior Holy See...... The exclusive swordsmanship of the younger sect is also the first set of swordsmanship learned by the younger generation. ”

"The killing is decisive, the sword is concise but the move is deadly, good! ~Good swordsmanship! ”

Lao Dao poured a sip of spirits, stroked his palms and smiled.

With a movement of his wrist, Chu Lie's footsteps sounded intensively, and in an instant, even the whole person turned into a fierce sword qi, the sword qi roared, accompanied by the sound of breaking the air that densely pierced the space, and the sword momentum like an overwhelming mountain instantly enveloped the bull demon, and at the same time as the miserable howl, Chu Lie's figure suddenly jumped up, his body deflected, and then roared down.

A cold voice sounded calmly.

"Two chapters of the remnant sword, the seniors advise."

"Good! Okay, good!! Good sword momentum!! When the float is white! ”

“…… Is this a demon slay? ”

The gentle voice sounded beside the old man who was drinking and chanting, and the old man who had taken in Chu Lie all night was on crutches, watching Chu Lie set off a storm of sword qi, as if he was nostalgic, and his eyes narrowed slightly as if he was reminiscing.

"This young man ...... It's so sharp, it's a complicated swordsmanship......"

"Not really."

The wine in his mouth was swallowed, the old Taoist's eyes were extremely clear, and he was not drunk, and he chuckled and said: "In general, it is just a set of swordsmanship with a good foundation, as well as two or three swordsmanship of the Qi Accumulation Realm (Knight), even if it is concise, it is difficult for him to be able to do it to such an extent." ”

“…… Three or four sets of swordsmanship, isn't it much? ”

The old man on crutches shook his head and smiled, "Swordsmanship is not a matter of growing vegetables, the more the better." ”

"You don't practice swords, how do you know?"

The old Taoist priest pursed his lips and said a little angrily, the old man next to him shook his head and smiled, and his eyes immediately fell on his waist.

The wooden sword was hanging there.

"It turned out that you took it, and I said why I couldn't find it."

The old man smiled lightly, then took off the wooden sword by himself, raised the wooden sword with his trembling right hand, and smiled quietly:

"Swordsmanship is really not as much as possible, it is just a form, and it naturally makes it essential, and when this thing is created, it is originally to cut something."

"Kill people, kill ghosts, or demons and monsters, the mind is one, whatever you want to cut, you can cut it, you see, it's ...... like this"

In the disdainful eyes of the old man, the trembling long sword was raised, and then it slashed down.

Rumble!!!

The qi machine shook, and the dragon-like momentum suddenly came from all directions, wrapped in the sword body, and the stinging pain like a blade cutting the face made the pupils of the old Taoist shrink suddenly, and the palm of the hand was unconsciously forced, and the wine pot in the palm was directly shattered with a click.

The sharp fragment had pierced into the body due to too much force, and the blood slowly slid down, but the old Taoist priest was unaware, just staring blankly at the shining sword light in front of him, and his eyes were in a trance.

"Komaki, Komaki ......"

The young man in his memory appeared in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, with the unique vigor of a young man, holding a somewhat simple wooden sword in one hand, pointing to the rising sun in the sky with the other, and smiling brightly.

"I'm bound to be the strongest swordsman!!"

The sword qi fell suddenly, and the already scarred bull demon was shattered and disappeared in an instant, but it was also swept by the sword qi Chu Lie was not damaged at all.

'What do you want to cut...... It's ......

Lao Dao's vision was a little blurry, and the reason why the wooden sword turned into a spirit instantly understood in his heart.

"All these years...... You haven't changed......" Lao Dao sniffed, looking at the old palm that was already trembling and unable to hold the sword, but he smiled happily.

"With the body of a mortal, a sword outlines the heavens and the earth...... You're already the strongest! ”

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