Li Yingqiong, this name is too big, big enough to compare with any era and any legend.

is not the heroine who flies around in the TV series, holding a sword everywhere and doing chivalrous righteousness, nor is it the first goddess of Shushan.

Li Yingqiong, who is in the history of our cultivation world, is a man, and he is a very handsome and upright man.

He is the tenth generation head of Shushan, and he is also one of the strongest swordsmen in the entire history of Shushan!

The Ziying Sword was just one of the immortal swords he used, and his other immortal sword was the Thunder Sword.

There used to be an old saying in the cultivation world: Purple and blue appear together, the sword of heroes.

As the tenth generation head of Shushan, Li Yingqiong's deeds are too numerous to mention.

Legend has it that his cultivation is unfathomable, even more powerful than the immortals in the Heavenly Court.

Legend has it that he cherished the mortal dust and turned into a spiritual light to protect Shushan.

Legend has it that he lived forever, saw all the world, and saw through the passage of time.

Even for me in the previous life, Li Yingqiong was also a mythical figure, an immortal who appeared in the mouth of a folk storyteller.

At this moment, I can hear Li Yingqiong's voice, and I even feel like I am dreaming.

The old man of the sword slave was overjoyed, he knelt down again, and climbed up on his knees step by step.

I tried to take the old man from the sword slave, but he waved his hand to block it.

"Don't touch me, this is my deserved sin, as long as I can return to the Sword Tower, I will never give up."

In the sky, the purple and blue swords slowly flew above our heads, and instead of continuing to attack, they began to show us the way.

I slowly followed behind the old man of the sword slave, although the road was not necessarily very far, even though the old man's body had reached the realm of a half-immortal.

However, this step by step kneeling upward, I still see my heart trembling.

"It's not his fault, why should he be punished like this?"

I asked aloud. Even though the other party may be a myth in the cultivation world.

There was no response, and my question was in vain.

"Sword slave senior, if I carry you, I don't believe that this sword tower can help me!"

I said that I was about to pull up the sword slave, but at this moment, the sword slave smiled and slapped my hand away again.

"I got your heart, but please don't interfere with me, I just want to go home."

After speaking, the old man of the sword slave still knelt a little like the top of the tower and climbed up.

This is a pitiful old man, or rather a pathetic sword soul.

It was supposed to become a top-level sword soul because of its own spiritual intelligence, but it was displaced for thousands of years due to the unjustified disaster of its master.

Now, when he finally had the chance to re-enter the Sword Tower, he had to pay that price in exchange for a chance to return home.

The purple and blue swords shone with two-colored light, slowly moving above our heads.

Wherever they passed, the entire building was constantly changing, and in my opinion, this staircase turned out to be an ingenious formation. Combine cyclic and non-cyclic cycles.

Combine blinding and maze. If there is no one to lead the way, no matter how high you build, you will not be able to reach the top of the tower.

The old man's body is at the level of a half-immortal, and although he has no problem kneeling like this, his speed is still very slow.

After 2 hours, we finally reached the top of the tower, and I followed behind the old man of the sword slave, and it felt like a light year had passed.

At the top of the Sword Tower, there was nothing empty here.

The only building is a huge sword-shaped stone sculpture rising into the sky in the center of the tower.

I visually inspected the entire stone sculpture to be 10 meters high and 2 meters wide. Stone carving is carved from ordinary stone, which is not precious.

However, the stone carved sword has four characters engraved on it.

"The top of the sword mound!"

The old man stood up tremblingly, looking at the huge stone sword, with a trace of tears in his eyes.

"I've finally arrived, and I've reached the top of the tower. I was finally able to return to the Sword Tower and the Shushan Sword Shrine. ”

There was lightness and warmth in the smile on the face of the old man of the sword slave.

He tilted his head and looked at the sun in the sky, a smile on his face.

"Did I say, can you go back to the Sword Shrine?"

Just when the old man of the sword slave was about to release his soul and leave his body.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a white practice uniform and his hands behind his back walking out from behind the stone sword.

His face was as cold as ice, his temperament was like no other, and his strength frightened me.

This is the first time I have faced Li Yingqiong, facing the first sword of Shushan! Even if this is just a remnant of Li Yingqiong's soul.

"Master, I ......"

When the old man of the sword slave saw Li Yingqiong, he wanted to say something excitedly, but when he saw the murderous aura on Li Yingqiong's face, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

At this time, the purple and blue double swords above our heads flashed, rushed over our heads, and inserted them into the ground beside Li Yingqiong.

"I didn't get you to stand up."

Li Yingqiong said indifferently.

The old man of the sword slave was stunned for a moment, and then knelt on the ground again.

I was standing beside the old man of the sword slave, and I saw this old guy who was happy because he had just climbed to the top of the tower, and at this moment, he was kneeling on the ground again by the so-called Shushan master in front of him.

I got angry in my heart, and reached out and grabbed the old man's arm and pulled him up.

"What bullshit sword tower, what bullshit sword shrine, we won't go, the old man will come with me, this place is bullying, we won't stay."

While scolding, I pulled the old man of the sword slave and walked out, even though the old man's face was full of reluctance.

"Young man, inside the Sword Shrine, you'd better settle down. Even if your strength in the previous life is shocking, but in this life, you are weak. ”

Li Yingqiong's remnant soul finger waved, and the Ziying sword bounced up from the ground violently, and shot straight at the arm of the old man who grabbed the sword slave.

At this time, the speed of the Ziying Sword was at least 3 times faster than when it attacked us before, and I didn't even blink an eye, and before I could react, the Ziying Sword had already cut through my forearm!

You know, I'm an Earth-Honorable level body, even if the Immortal Sword wants to bring me external injuries, it's unlikely.

I was in pain, and as soon as I let go of my hand, I let go of the old man who was a sword slave.

The old man of the sword slave fell to the ground all of a sudden, and looked at Ziying Sword in a daze.

"You want to fight me?"

I frowned and looked at Li Yingqiong coldly.

In my previous impression, Li Yingqiong was an absolute hero, a strong man, and a legendary swordsman in Shushan.

However, at this time, I felt that this person was too mean and unsympathetic.

"Your cultivation is no match for me, and you also have a foreigner with you. I advise you not to do it, this is our own business in Shushan. ”

When Li Yingqiong's remnant soul spoke, there was no trace of emotion in her voice, which made me very uncomfortable to listen to.

"What if I'm in charge?"

I took a step forward and said loudly.

Unexpectedly, Li Yingqiong turned around, turned her back to me, and said flatly: "Black Fang, I am the caretaker of the Sword Tower." Now I'm giving you a chance to return to the Sword Tower, would you like it? ”

As soon as the old man of the sword slave beside me heard this, he immediately shouted, "Master, Black Fang needs it." ”

Li Yingqiong sighed slightly, waved her big sleeves, and turned to look at us again.

"Accept my three attacks, if you don't die, I will allow you to return to the sword tower, and your sword soul will rest in the sword shrine again. Do you dare? ”

The last three words Li Yingqiong said resounded throughout the sky, and the old man of the sword slave was suppressed like thunder.

Again, I was surprised.

In front of this remnant soul of Li Yingqiong, I estimated how to have a ground respect, although it may be that the single attack method is just to make a sword, but as the soul of the sword tower, he has fought against the Mending Heaven clan for many years, although he can't break the seal of the sword mound, but he protects the sword tower from destruction, and his strength is definitely not weak.

And the old man of the sword slave only has a half-immortal cultivation, and a half-immortal accepts three full-strength attacks from an earth venerable and does not die, that is simply a fantasy!

"You murdered him on purpose!"

I was so angry that I whispered.

Li Yingqiong's remnant soul looked at the old man of the sword slave disapprehantly, and said softly: "This is your choice, you decide." ”

I saw the struggle on the face of the old man of the sword slave, on one side of the way home, but almost certain death. On the one hand, he is surviving in this world.

This is probably the most difficult choice in the sword slave old man's life.

I looked at his hesitant face, at his clenched fists.

"Tell me about your decision!"

Li Yingqiong shouted!

The old man of the sword slave stood up violently, and his eyes showed determination.

He looked at Li Yingqiong and said firmly and slowly: "I, I want to go back home." ”

That's his answer, he's going home, so he accepts Lee Ying-jong's full three blows!

"Can I take the challenge in his place?"

I asked out loud.

"You're an outsider, no."

Li Yingqiong still said indifferently.

He took two steps forward, looked at the old man of the sword slave who had a serious face, and even kept taking a deep breath because of nervousness, and did not speak again.

Instead, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a huge white fairy sword in the sky conjured up, and the white fairy sword fell from the sky and attached to Li Yingqiong's arm.

Its momentum is so strong, it can definitely be compared to the soul of the sacred mountain of Shangli Tianjun!

"Slash!"

Li Yingqiong's remnant soul shouted, his arm slid down, and the white fairy sword slashed straight down, instantly reaching the forehead of the old man of the sword slave.

"Old man!"

I shouted anxiously.

"Ahh

The old man of the sword slave closed his eyes tightly, and the aura shield on his body was shattered by the white fairy sword in an instant.

However, at the moment when the white fairy sword slashed into the forehead of the old man of the sword slave, the white fairy sword disappeared.

It dissipated like a white cloud......

At this time, I heard Li Yingqiong's remnant soul and whispered, "You have passed, Black Fang." I can trust the sword tower to you. "151 Kanshu.com .