"Please~!"

Gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, suppressing the exhaustion and pain all over his body, Chu Lie's long sword in his palm rose, and his eyes were full of calm and peace-

The last step, after stepping this step, is the sword shrine!

As soon as the blade of the long sword shook, it was a long sword groan, turning into a cluster of cold light and falling towards Qingxu, but the latter only took a step back slightly, the long sword stood up to the side, and the thumb lightly touched the scabbard.

Groan~

With a soft groan, the long sword came out of the sheath by an inch, just blocking the long sword that Chu Lie stabbed, and then his wrist shook, and the long sword sheath rotated in a circle, pressing the blade of the Flying Feather Sword under the scabbard, and at the same time, his left hand was pulled out at will.

A sword light flashed, and it fell down with the body of the Flying Feather Sword.

At the same time, the lion phantom behind Chu Lie suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the heavy sword momentum suddenly rose up, and the suppressed long sword hummed, shaking the sword light, grazing Chu Lie's shoulder, and pulling out a blood mark.

Immediately retracted, the brilliance dissipated, revealing the sword body, withered yellow and brownish, soft in color, no sharpness, and no metallic luster.

It was a wooden sword.

But it is full of fierceness.

Gently raising the wooden sword in his hand to face Chu Lie, Qingxu smiled gently: "I'm afraid it will take a long time to face each other." ”

"Brother Chu, you and I are also like Qingyu, how about deciding the outcome with a sword?"

“…… Please. ”

With a faint smile, Qingxu slowly closed his eyes slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand was raised at will, and then a sword stabbed out carelessly, but at the moment when the wooden sword stabbed out, Chu Lie's pupils suddenly contracted-

The whole heaven and earth converged into the sword in an instant!

This is not to stir up the general trend of heaven and earth, but that everything in heaven and earth is turning into a long sword in an instant!

This sky is above, it is a sword!

This thick earth is also a sword!

Void and sky, all things are swords!

Sneering –

The sharp and sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly started, and the next moment, on Chu Lie's left arm, a blood flower splattered, and then another sound of breaking the air came from behind, Chu Lie's pupils flashed with cold light, and the long sword in his palm swept up, and then he turned around sharply and swung his sword.

Snort -

In the sharp sound of breaking the air, the sword light on the long sword was vertical and horizontal, and it hit the direction of the wisp of qi with precision, but it was weak, causing Chu Lie's pupils to shrink suddenly.

Snort -

On his ankle, a bloody light appeared, and the fierce aura dispersed, twisting a large pit on the ground under Chu Lie's feet, and the next moment, the sharp sound of breaking the air fell like an autumn rainstorm, completely enveloping Chu Lie's body.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Dao scars were accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking the air and pulled out scars on Chu Lie's body, and the severe pain from all over his body was like a spark, detonating all the injuries that had been suppressed on Chu Lie's body-

Fighting all the way, drawing his sword and stepping on the sword to listen to the disciples of the same generation of the Yu Pavilion, many of them are talented, with excellent swordsmanship, and their cultivation is not much different from their own, until now, Chu Lie has long been at the end of the strong crossbow, and he has always only relied on his own will and the support of the increasingly fierce fighting intent-

No matter how steely the will is, there is a limit, even the real refined steel will be melted in the flames, let alone people?

In his eyes, a trace of confusion occupied, and the movement of the sword-wielding arm became sluggish.

Only that fighting spirit still firmly supported this almost broken body in place, even if there was no hope, it would never fall!

Swing your sword!

Keep swinging your sword!

As long as there is breath, it will not fail, as long as there is still ......

Syllable~

In the gentle sound, a gentle touch appeared on the back of Chu Lie's hand, which felt extremely real, making his eyes light up slightly, and in the somewhat blurred vision, a figure appeared, followed by a familiar laughter, which came into his mind.

"Boy, you've really come this far! Hahahaha, not bad! The old man's vision is really good! ”

Dressed in a shabby robe, he laughed wantonly and chicly.

Chu Lie's pupils dilated suddenly:

“…… Former...... Generation? ”

Smiling and bowing his head, the old man's broad hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the Flying Feather Sword, which had already dimmed, suddenly let out a roar that had reached the peak, and a circle of sword qi centered on Chu Lie suddenly rose violently.

"This sword should be used like this!"

In the laughter, the Flying Feather Sword was clenched and held high, and in Chu Lie's somewhat dazed vision, a familiar and unfamiliar picture slowly unfolded-

Heaven and earth are faint, the rain is hazy and covers the mountains and rivers, there is a pavilion on the top of the mountain, the eaves are on the wall, and some people stand on the top of the flying pavilion......

Drinking into his throat, the long sword was waved casually, and then the morning star was shaken down!

In his eyes, he swayed violently, dispelling all the dazed slight-

Zheng Zheng Zheng !!

There was a roar of the sword, roaring from the unknown!

On the opposite side, the Qingxu pupils standing with the sword suddenly shrank, and a crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the long sword in his hand was about to be completely cut off with a hum, but at this moment, the unprecedented fierceness emerged from Chu Lie, who was about to lose the ability to resist.

The ancient sword hummed as if it had returned to its master, but there was another aura of hope entangled in the blade......

While! While! While! While! While! While! While!

A series of sharp explosions came, and a trace of horror flashed in Qingxu's eyes - in front of him, the dazed Chu Lie was still standing, but his sword intent aura had disappeared, and a bright light appeared on the body of the Flying Feather Sword, and in an instant, in his field of vision, there seemed to be a phantom behind Chu Lie.

Brush!!

The two flying feather swords, one real and one imaginary, were held high, and in the fierce sword light, the stars swayed down, and then slashed forward!!

Qingxu's pupils shrank, instinctively put the wooden sword across his chest, and with a bang, the man in a sackcloth robe retreated, and his footsteps rubbed two deep marks on the ground, until he hit the stone table, he barely stopped his body, gasped twice, and a click suddenly sounded.

In the slender hand, the wooden sword with a warm and soft color broke from it, and the blade of the sword spun and fell, and Qingxu instinctively reached out to grab it, but the blade only touched his palm and directly disintegrated into dust, pouring down from his fingers.

Brush~

In another place, Chu Lie instinctively withdrew the long sword, and in front of him, two men wearing sword robes, an old man and a young man, appeared at some point, and Qingyu on the side changed his expression slightly, and then bowed deeply and said.

"Disciple Qingyu, I have seen the master, I have seen the sword elder."

"Boss?"

With a low mutter, Chu Lie slowly stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand was raised.

There was a howling wind, and the blood-colored young man's body was still as straight as a sword, and the familiar words fell again.

But it has a very different meaning!

"Six doors Chu Lie, send Xuan Jizi with a sword into the pavilion."

"Please enter, Sword Shrine!"

The corners of Yi Jian's mouth twitched slightly, and his palm gently touched the hilt of the long sword, but his eyes looked behind Chu Lie, and his lips twitched.

"Komaki ......"

The faint old way smiled freely, without saying a word, it slowly dissipated, and the flying feather sword hummed lightly, but it became more and more sharp.

“…… The soul is scattered, the heaven and the earth are restored, and the thoughts entangled in the long sword are scattered in this sword, and the reincarnation is all refused? ”

The gentle face of the head showed a bitter color, but then disappeared, and the emotional ups and downs in his heart were restrained, and the young man who looked no more than twenty-one or two picked up the Flying Feather Sword and sighed:

"Qingyu ......"

The cold young man on the side was slightly stunned, and then clasped his fists and saluted solemnly:

"The disciple is here."

"Take your Senior Brother Chu to rest and bring a high-level medicinal bath."

"The disciple receives the order."

After answering in a deep voice, Qing Yu walked to Chu Lie's side in a few steps, stretched out his hand and said, "Senior Brother Chu, Qing ......"

The voice fell, but there was no answer for a while, the cold young man's brows furrowed slightly, and when he looked up, he found a pair of eyes that had completely lost consciousness and luster, and his breath was even weaker in an instant.

The figure is still straight.

The cold swordsman looked stunned, and all kinds of emotions flashed on his face complicatedly, shocked, admired, and unwilling, but he still bowed slowly, and put his hands in front of the hilt of the sword:

"Qingyu, I've seen ......"

“........ Big brother. ”

PS: Thank you for the fun of the two bigwigs of Tiandu & Minghe and Xiaoxiao's disciples, plus more and the scholars dare to be ghosts together, and make up for it after it is put on the shelves, because the number of words can't progress too fast now, please forgive me.