Since leaving in secret, Fang Chen has been wondering if Liu Cang knows why Liu Pei died.

In the mausoleum, although the illusion created by the flower on the other side was very strong, just like Shen Xiang, who had broken the environment with the help of Shen Chen before Fang Chen, it was completely possible to get rid of the strong will of the martial cultivators of the upper three realms.

It's just that after leaving the mausoleum, Shen Xiang tried several times, but Liu Cang didn't miss any flaws.

It was as if he believed that Liu Pei was killed by the remnant soul of the tomb owner, so he had no resentment at all, only full of sadness and gratitude to Fang Chen's few people for killing the tomb owner.

But Fang Chen always felt that the old head of the Liu family, who had been in charge of the Liu family for decades, always suppressed something in his eyes, just like the drama that Fang Chen had seen in Frost City when he was a child, and it was completely different in and out of the play.

It wasn't until Liu Cang appeared in front of him with a knife at this moment that Fang Chen was finally sure that he had always known.

The young man drew his sword behind him, but he was not in a hurry to draw his sword.

"Master Liu, it seems that the environment of the flowers on the other side of the mausoleum has really not trapped you, so you should also know that Liu Pei was controlled by the remnant soul of the tomb owner, and he had no choice but to make a move. ”

It was not Fang Chen's wish to kill Liu Pei with a sword in the secret land, so the young man didn't want to fight to the death with a Seven Realms monk because of this.

It's just that Liu Cang, who has lost the only Tianjiao of the Liu family, obviously doesn't think so.

"I naturally know Pei'er's death, the old dog with broken souls is the biggest enemy, but Pei'er died under your sword after all, and the old dog with broken souls is dead, so you should also go to bury Pei'er. ”

Liu Cang, who was holding the long knife, squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Chen, because of the ups and downs in the rivers and lakes all the year round, this old man's eyes did not look like anger or anything else, but like a pool of stagnant water.

Calm.

But it is full of murderous intent.

The long knife slashed towards Fang Chen with the sound of the whistling wind.

Fang Chen, who knew that this battle was inevitable, took a deep breath, and immediately swung his sword to meet the blade.

It's just that the gap between the cultivation of the Four Realms and the Seven Realms is too big, and under the crushing of speed, strength, Wu Yuan, and Liu Cang, even if Fang Chen, who has entered the first floor of the Sword Dao, has already been extremely delicate in his sword, he still takes a few steps back under this sword.

Pull your feet a few feet apart from the dirt.

Holding the sword weapon called 'Stunned', Fang Chen's arms continued to tremble because of the powerful energy coming from the sword body, and the young man's face turned red, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

"Sure enough, as the old man expected, your kid began to climb the stairs in the four realms, no wonder the Shen Township guy is so optimistic about you, and he actually took you with him in the secret land.

In other words, your kid is not a member of the Golden Ring Dart Bureau, but a disciple of Qingshan, so that your talent can be explained.

It's just that no matter what your background is, it doesn't matter today, Xu Chen, you have only one way to die at this moment. ”

Slashed back Fang Chen with a knife, Liu Cang's old face still showed no joy or anger, the old master who had not fully understood Fang Chen's identity until this moment, suppressed his voice and shook his head and sighed for a moment, and then swung the knife again.

The knife intent is endless.

The sword weapon that Shen Xiang had carried for many years was shocking, although it was not as high as Shen Yuan's grade, but it was far better than ordinary sword weapons.

It's just that no matter how fast Fang Chen's sword is, no matter how good the sword weapon in his hand is, the gap in the realm will be difficult to smooth out after all.

The continuous strength of the broadsword slashed out one after another, making Fang Chen take the initiative to meet the first sword, and every subsequent sword was a passive sword.

Therefore, the young man's steps back are getting bigger and bigger, and the distance he can raise his sword is getting shorter and shorter.

Until the sword was no more than three inches away from Fang Chen's forehead.

Fang Chen gritted his teeth and slashed his sword fiercely, then took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

The two distanced themselves again.

"Xu Chen, kneel down and kowtow to me, make amends to my dead grandson, I can make your death a little happier today. ”

This Seven Realms Martial Cultivator, who had not used Wu Yuan from the very beginning, had a rare sadness in his eyes, Liu Cang held the knife in one hand, and carried the back in the other, and walked towards Fang Chen step by step, like the coercion of the Seven Realms at the top of the mountain finally swept out.

Fang Chen didn't say anything when he heard this, the sword yuan that was pouring out wantonly in the Yuan Sea slowly added to the stunned sword body, and the move of the sword six rank candles reproduced in his mind, and raised his sword again.

Liu Cang sneered twice.

"The four realms are fighting the seven realms, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead. Today, the old man will make you suffer from a thousand cuts, so that he can comfort the soul of my grandson in heaven. ”

The hob gas swept out.

Later, when Fang Chen took out his sword, he was cut in half.

The nine highest peaks in the world's sword forest, as a sword of the Shen Yuan Sword Immortal Northern Realm to slay the Demon Emperor, the power is naturally extraordinary.

It's just that Fang Chen, who has not yet fully penetrated this sword, it is difficult for that sword to cross a large gap after all.

The dripping sword qi that rose from the candle, under the blessing of the supreme sword intent, easily shattered the rolling sword qi.

Then the swords intersected.

Liu Cang took a step back.

But it's only one step, a frightening one.

The chilling sword qi that suddenly appeared above the sting, when it touched Liu Cangcang's old body, it was like encountering a mountain rock, and it was difficult to save it.

However, the sword intent on the sword body still temporarily suppressed Liu Cang's Seven Realms Qi and forced him to take a step back.

Although the suppression was for a moment, Liu Cang's eyes, who came back to his senses, suddenly appeared a little frightened.

This young man, who is only in the four realms, has already ascended the stairs and comprehended Jian Jiu.

This son must not be kept.

The Seven Realms Wu Yuan rose up in an uproar.

The candle sword did not achieve too obvious results, Fang Chen's eyes sank, and the bottom of his eyes was a little complicated.

Jian Liu's failure to kill the enemy was not because his sword moves were not strong, but because his own cultivation was too weak.

The young man sighed lightly, and began to mobilize another sword intent in Yuan Hai with a heavy heart.

The snow-white sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Immortal.

The momentum of the candle gradually passed, and Liu Cang came back to his senses under this sword intent, and the strength on the blade suddenly rose, and he slowly leaned towards the young man's eyebrows with a startled sting.

A moment of life and death.

The snow-white sword intent will come out.

Then everything came to a standstill.

The Zhenjie Pearl, which helped Fang Chen cultivate the Sword Yuan Jue on the Sword Ridge, had been dormant in Fang Chen's body for several months, and after not knowing how many Sword Yuan had been stolen, it suddenly came out of the young Yuan Sea at this moment.

Snow-white light shone in an instant.

The flow of the knife element in Liu Cang's body, the whereabouts of the knife blade, and the subtle changes in expression on that old cheek almost ushered in a moment of stillness at the same time.

And the boy's sword was still raised.

The stunned stabbed the big knife open, pulled out a thin line from Liu Cang's neck, and the blood remained for a moment, and then began to gush out as the young man retreated.

The big knife slipped from his hand, and Liu Cang's eyes finally flashed a little resentment and disbelief, and he fell.

Zhenjie Zhu returned to Fangchen Yuanhai and fell silent again.

Standing far behind the young man, Gu Zheng, who was already holding his sword and preparing to make a move, saw such a scene, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

On his side, Shen Xiang also opened his mouth wide and gasped.

"Little junior brother, that sword is sword six, as for that bead—"

"It is indeed Sword Six, that bead can suppress the martial arts cultivation of the upper realm in an instant, it should be a rare magic weapon in the world, I think this is also the reason why the peak master dares to let the little junior brother go down the mountain alone to practice the sword. ”

Gu Zheng nodded slightly, retracted the surprise in his eyes, and turned into a faint joy.

The two looked at each other, but they didn't say much.

Although the suppression magic weapon that can suppress the martial cultivation of the upper three realms is precious, it is not rare in this world, but it can be so powerful in the hands of the martial cultivators of the four realms, and the rank of that bead is by no means inferior to the four peak sword weapons of Qingshan.

And this kind of high-grade suppression magic weapon is unheard of.

After thinking about it in his heart, Shen Xiang turned his head to look at his side, because he was worried about Fang Chen, Shen Ji, whose hands were full of sweat, suddenly felt a little distressed in his eyes.

After Fang Chen accepted the sachet and said no more, it undoubtedly showed that they were good friends, but they were only friends.

The sword immortal on the top of the mountain, and the children of the rivers and lakes are not all the way after all.

So, Shen Xiang gently touched Shen Ji's head, and then made an unquestionable decision.

"Ji'er, after we return to Jinhuan City today, you don't have to go to the dart anymore, follow your Uncle Gu to Qingshan, and become a female sword immortal who can stand side by side with him. ”

"Daddy—"

"Silly girl, your father has been too selfish all these years, after your mother left, I just wanted to keep you by my side and give you a stable life, but I ignored your thoughts.

Ji'er, you are your father's daughter, the daughter of the sword fairy who cut half of the sword in the north back then, your talent should not rise and fall in the rivers and lakes, but should be like the past of Qingshan, like the moon in this world. ”

Shen Xiang carried his hands behind his back, and the golden robe shone in the sunlight, which actually covered the brightness in his eyes.

"In addition, senior brother, since the Liu family has made a move on the little junior brother, we should also go back and go back again. ”

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After the troubled times thousands of years ago, the Li clan, who ruled the world, established Great Xia, and for thousands of years, the Great Xia royal family ruled in all directions, and divided the world into one hundred and eight provinces according to regional characteristics.

Among them, with the Shendu as the center, the central region surrounded by the extended border city occupies seventy-two realms.

And the North Ridge, where Qingshan lives, occupies 14 roads.

As Shen Xiang once said, in this world, cultivation has always been the power of a few.

Therefore, after leaving the Qingyan Road and Luoyan Road near Qingshan, Fang Chen went east to the rest of the three Beiling Roads, and there were very few martial cultivators.

Many martial cultivators in the lower three realms who were lucky enough to set foot on the path of cultivation have established one after another immortal-sounding strength in these secular places, building rivers and lakes in the eyes of the world.

The young man who only carried a sword and a wine bottle on his shoulder, in this river and lake, watched birth, old age, sickness and death, watched weddings and funerals, and looked at the increasingly heavy sword weapon in his hand.

This look at it is half a year.

So, the boy walked out of the North Ridge and stepped into the Eastern Wilderness.

Big Easy Road.

Winward City.

Then he met two teenagers.

Carrying a sheathed sword weapon on his back, a young man in a Taoist robe wearing snow-white dust, stood on the city wall with his hands in his hands, looked up at Fang Chen, and said lightly, "The Tao is Tao, the Tao is very Tao."

Holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, a young monk wearing an extraordinary red and white robe, looked down at the prayer beads and silently recited Amitabha.

Then Daozi squinted, Buddha raised his head, and Fang Chen took out his sword.