Although he had never practiced martial arts, Fang Chen's eight years of experience in chopping wood made the firewood knife in his hand like an arm, and the Mai boy had always known how to cut the hardest wood with the most appropriate strength and the most appropriate angle.

It's just that Liu Chen, who has already stepped into the Six Realms of Martial Arts, is not wood, his neck that should be fragile is far harder than any wood that Fang Chen had cut before.

The last knife that the Mai boy in Broken Alley had been planning for a long time, and in Fang Chen's hideous eyes, a white mark was cut out on Liu Chen's neck.

It's just a white mark.

"Hahaha, if you have already stepped into cultivation, even if it is only the lower three realms, this sword may seriously injure me or even take my life.

But it's a pity that you're just a waste that hasn't been cultivated. ”

Standing in front of Fang Chen, Liu Chen, who had already unloaded all his mind, was slashed by this knife, first slightly stunned, and then laughed wildly.

The laughter grew more and more hideous.

Liu Chen lowered his head, and glanced at Fang Chen with some resentment in his ruthless eyes, this Fang family's waste actually successfully calculated himself?

Liu Chen let go of his right hand holding Fang Chen's arm, and without a moment of hesitation, he slammed it into Fang Chen's chest with a knife in his hand, splashing a large pool of blood.

A whimper came out of his throat, Fang Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, the firewood knife in his hand slipped to the ground, and the young man in the broken alley stared at Liu Chen with a fierce face with his eyes open, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood mixed with saliva sprayed on most of Liu Chen's evil faces, obviously making the young Tianjiao of the night slightly stunned.

Seeing this, Fang Chen's gradually dilated pupils finally flashed a little bit of pleasure, and his right foot kicked hard in front of the sword cliff, blood shot out from his chest, and the young man in sackcloth fell off the cliff.

The sound of the wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and Fang Chen gradually closed his eyes.

Are you going to die?

I was a little unwilling in my heart.

Very unwilling.

......

A few miles to the west of Frost City, the wind and snow gradually dispersed, and it was a mess.

The Seven Frost Frost of the Sword came out of the hands of the Sword Leader in the world, and its chilling sword aura actually made Chen Jiansheng suppress the three main stars of the night alone.

But when life and death were about to be decided, the greedy wolf spoke, and Chen Jiansheng's sword heart wavered for a moment.

And the battle of the transcendent warriors, in an instant, is enough to change too much.

For Chen Jiansheng, who has been dormant in the dilapidated alley for fifteen years, after the Fang family was destroyed, there was only one person in the world he couldn't let go, the Fang family's orphan, Fang Chen.

Therefore, after learning from the greedy wolf's mouth that the night auxiliary star had gone to chase and kill Fang Chen, the sword intent around Chen Jiansheng's body, which had reached the peak of his life, suddenly froze, and the wind and snow sword qi like a dragon rolling on a wall was no longer condensed.

And Chen Jiansheng, who forced back the greedy wolf three steps with his sword qi, didn't even notice that at this time, his foothold was exactly where the greedy wolf stood when the four of them first started fighting.

The moment the sword qi long dragon was weak, it obviously failed to escape the detection of the three greedy wolves, and the moment the snow-white long sword in Chen Jiansheng's hand trembled slightly, a complex mark suddenly formed on the greedy wolf's hands.

When the imprint was formed, the soles of Chen Jiansheng's feet, and the red red lotuses of Xiao Zhou Tian came out from under the frost and snow at the same time, and then formed a formation.

The Little Zhou Tian Star Dou Array condensed with the power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

The killing array is also a trapped array.

The seventh of the Eight Cold Hells, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire is the intersection of cold and heat, which already has the effect of decomposing and peeling off.

Not to mention the simplified Xiao Zhou Tian Formation of the Zhou Tian Star Fighting Array, which suppressed and killed with the stars.

Among the huge red lotus, Chen Jiansheng, who was holding a snow-white long sword, had already sorted out his thoughts, but he was within the Xiao Zhou Tian formation, and this world's sword armor had no connection with the wind and snow sword qi outside the red lotus.

As a result, the wind and snow gradually subsided, and the ownerless sword qi dispersed.

The greedy wolf at night is the most resourceful.

After the greedy wolf, who maintained the seal in both hands, confirmed that Xiao Zhou Tianzhen's was indeed trapping the sword armor of the world fifteen years ago, he nodded slightly at the Seven Kills and Broken Army beside him.

Being in the Red Lotus Zhou Tian Array, Chen Jiansheng's already Dao injured body would always be burned by the karmic fire, and his cultivation realm would also be gradually suppressed by the Zhou Tian Array.

It's just that this kind of suppression can't be costless, even if the greedy wolf who controls this formation has the blessing of Tianfu and the Seven Killings, he doesn't have the confidence to be able to hold this formation to the point of weakening most of Chen Jiansheng's strength.

After all, at this point in the battle, the greedy wolf has already understood that the strength of this sword armor in the world fifteen years ago has surpassed his own by too much.

Therefore, the three main stars who still had the remaining combat power did not use all their strength to operate the formation, but decided to gather the strength of Tianfu and the Seven Kills into one blow, and at the moment when the greedy wolf withdrew the formation, they burst out with all their strength towards the blind old man in the formation.

The wind and snow completely dispersed.

In the world of martial artists, time often flies quickly, and the hoarfrost on the ground has not only not turned into water vapor under the cold attribute of the red lotus industry, but has become more and more crystalline.

The greedy wolf's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and Xiao Zhoutian's array was about to collapse.

With the help of Tianfu, the halberd in the Seven Killers hands actually pointed at the tip of the halberd, and the withered old man in the huge red lotus roared out a long and agile groan.

Seven kills in the night, and the killing move is over.

Until—the moonlight broke through the dark clouds brought by the wind and snow, and fell abruptly on the red lotus in the hills.

A crack appeared in the red lotus petal, followed by countless stripes, and then the red lotus exploded.

The moment the Red Lotus Xiao Zhou Tian's formation began to collapse, just a hundred zhang away from the formation, the seven kills of the pitch-black halberd tightly held in both hands almost at the moment when the first lotus petal was shattered, and he took the first step from the white frost everywhere.

The footprints left on the hoarfrost by the first foot were very deep, but as the footsteps of the Seven Kills became faster and faster, the footprints became shallower and shallower, until there was no trace, and only the wind groaned.

Almost instantly, that streamer crashed into the karmic fire that had just dispersed, and the pitch-black halberd unsurprisingly met the blind old man in the formation.

It's just that there was no movement, and among the dissipating red lotus, Chen Jiansheng did not take a step back.

Because at the very front of the black halberd, an almost illusory snow-white sword shadow was standing proudly.

It was not Chen Jiansheng's saber white clothes, but the sword cultivation of the whole body to condense the origin of the sword.

The sword path originally came from the body gushing out of the enemy, which was a taboo for ordinary sword cultivation, but for Chen Jiansheng, the leader of the world's sword path, this sword cultivation should be the most vulnerable place, but it was like the rainbow sand that everyone loved the most.

Old and strong.

Chen Jiansheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and maintaining the posture of resisting the Red Lotus Xiao Zhou Tian Array, opened his eyes, and the long sword white clothes that had been sleeping in the pitch-black wooden box for fifteen years were casually inserted by his side.

Chen Jiansheng slowly stood up and did not pull out his snow-white long sword.

The old man, who had gone through a series of killings but seemed to be still at the peak of his sword qi, raised his arm, and then clenched his fist.

The illusory little sword erected in front of the Seven Kills Euphorbia gradually solidified, turning snow-white, and then turned into a white streamer and approached the Seven Kills along the Euphorbia.

The speed is not fast, and even the seven kills can see the obvious crack on the snow-white little sword.

Wounds of the Great Avenue.

The snow-white streamer climbed to the body of the Seven Kills Euphorbia, and the Seven Kills who were entangled with each other by the Qi Machine and Chen Jiansheng could not withdraw and retreat, and the greedy wolf and the Seven Kills, who had been consumed by the Xiao Zhou Heavenly Array and the Night Secret Method, could not help.

Seeing that the halberd was about to continue to be eroded, that snow-white streamer suddenly stopped, and under Chen Jiansheng's no longer deliberately suppressed, the pitch-black crack suddenly expanded, and in an instant, the snow-white streamer turned into a streamer occupied nearly half.

"That's it, this cultivation is the fruit of the old man's life, and it is also a burden, the injury of the Great Dao, if it weren't for the old man's regrets, why would he be dragged down to this point?"

The dark blood at the corner of his mouth gradually gushed out, but Chen Jiansheng smiled freely, and looked at the black crack that was about to continue to approach the snow-white streamer with some contempt, and then his right fist turned into a palm.

The origin of the sword path above the halberd exploded violently.

The Seven Kills retreated a hundred steps under the suppression of this sudden surging sword qi, but Chen Jiansheng flew out backwards, and the flesh and blood under the Mai were blurred.

Losing the origin of the sword, there is no cultivation of the sword armor in the world.

Outside the battle between the two, the greedy wolf and Tianfu glanced at each other, and finally settled down a little in their hearts, losing their cultivation, no matter how high Chen Jiansheng's sword intent was, it was just a weeping old shoal swimming dragon.

The giant gate whose arms were cut off by Chen Jiansheng breathed for a long time, and he had suppressed the injuries in his body, and the greedy wolf and Tianfu also got up from the ground, and the seven kills picked up the halberd, and the four of them slowly walked towards the blind old man in the distance who was leaning against the gravel of the hill and struggling to stand up.

At the last moment of his life, the old man, who had dominated the Great Xia Kendo for almost half of his life, gradually calmed down, as if he remembered that half a hundred years ago, in the small fishing village in the Eastern Wilderness, the humble boy who was born in a fisherman's family but didn't know how to be watery met the pair of fairy couples who liked to wear white clothes in all kinds of mockery, and got the first long sword and the Fang family's sword trick.

I also know that in this world, some things, such as dignity and status, still have to rely on their own strength to fight for after all.

On that day, the fishing village boy became the number one sword fairy in the world.

The sword immortal in the sky, the sword name is white.

When you see white clothes, you see the rising sun.

"Sir, Miss, the sword is ashamed, after all, I have failed the entrustment of the two of you, and I can't continue to accompany the young master.

If there is an afterlife, the sound of the sword will be saddled before and after the young master, and find a woman who likes to wear white clothes like the two.

And today, let's see the sword immortal in the sky send another sword to this world!"

His chest was pierced by sword qi, and every word of Chen Jiansheng was extremely difficult.

But this dying sword immortal gritted his teeth and spit out every word very clearly, as if he hoped that a pair of people could hear it.

It wasn't until Chen Jiansheng's last words fell that the old man, who was curled up unnaturally because of the pain, straightened his spine.

He was originally the most powerful sword immortal in the world.

The four greedy wolves had already walked in front of Chen Jiansheng, looking at the old man whose aura had already dissipated, the killing decisiveness that the night had always advocated did not appear.

The four of them first bowed slowly towards Chen Jiansheng, and then the seven kills raised the halberd and smashed it down in the air.

It's just that the halberd hasn't fallen yet, and from the Frost City as the starting point, an unimaginable light and shadow has already arrived.

As the sword armor of the world, when Chen Jiansheng became famous, all the warriors in the world knew that he had a strong sword technique that fell from the sky.

Heavenly.

That's why he was called the Heavenly Sword Immortal.

But no one knew that in the fifteen years that he had been injured by the Great Dao and had hidden his sword in Frost City, Chen Jiansheng's realm had plummeted, but his sword intent had become higher and higher.

Therefore, he comprehended a sword move that was purely condensed with sword intent and sword qi.

Room.