Fu Qingfeng's gaze was far away from that person, above the sky, he was in the emptiness, he was at the foot of the lonely mountain.

The lonely Tibetan Sword Peak floated, and the mountain made of the four immortal swords below floated silently.

There are no more swords, and the hidden sword peak is full of regretful gaps, but those broken swords, are they satisfied? Isn't it better to smash in the most fiery collision than to wear off the edge in the emptiness?

Everyone was silent, Wan Jianfeng lowered his head and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Master." ”

Yue Hanfeng didn't even look at him, his eyes met Fu Qingfeng indifferently.

What kind of gaze is this, colder than moonlight, colder and harder than steel, like a machine without a trace of emotion.

Only in those ten thousand years of cold eyes, there is a deep fiery heat.

Opponent, opponent, I finally waited for you, I have been lonely for too long in the past thousand years.

There is such a flame in your eyes, and there is such a sharp edge.

He stopped and whispered to the man in the distance, "Why don't you hike the mountain together?" ”

After he said this, he reached the halfway point of the mountain, and suddenly changed back to the original piece.

Fu Qingfeng just stood proudly in the air, smiling at the empty Tibetan Sword Mountain, the bare and bare mountain rocks, like a wound that had been revealed.

So he laughed and said, "Don't you think your mountain is ugly when I pull it out?" ”

Yue Hanfeng's eyes shone like two stars, and if they looked at each other in the moonlit night, they would definitely be able to feel the amazing divine light in it.

A smile appeared on the face that never seemed to fluctuate: "What's so ugly, the land is so clean that it can't be unsheathed, what's the difference between it and scrap metal?" ”

He smiled, as if the spring breeze turned into snow, it was really like those young heroes written in the book, the gentleman was like jade, and he was reflected in a jade robe, which made him look even more peerless.

Fu Qingfeng also sighed to himself, this guy with the name Sao Bao is also Sao Bao, and he is indeed worthy of the dream lover of countless girls.

Yue Hanfeng put away his smile again, glanced at Wan Jianfeng coldly, raised his hand and made a move, and the sect master order immediately flew out from Wan Jianfeng, who was silent with low eyebrows, and hung on his waist.

Fu Qingfeng strolled through the air and said casually:

"Great Sword Sect, why are you the only one?"

Yue Hanfeng put away the sect master's order, looked at the Xuan Immortal Sword Formation surrounding the Hidden Sword Peak, and sighed lightly:

"In the four realms of the world, why are you the only one?"

When he said this, his expression was extremely flat, as if he was stating a fact, as if it was the Wanyue Sword Sect below, the three major sword cultivators, and the rest of the five major sects, all of them were like wild grass, and even the Immortal Pavilion in the north was not in his eyes.

At this moment, no one dared to refute him, and countless people were looking up, worshiping and watching the decisive battle that would determine the future fate of the world.

Wan Jianfeng's teeth made a "gurgling" sound, his hands were trembling, but he didn't dare to resist.

Shen Ziqing and Chu Yunqiu both honestly retreated to the side, and the three people who were proud of the western realm on weekdays bowed their heads in the air and surrendered, and the people below were completely shocked by this proud spirit.

Except for a little girl.

Xiao Zhu proudly said to the stunned senior sisters beside him: "Look, I'm right!" ”

On the stream in the mountains and forests, Ling Yao lay among the fallen flowers, resting with the murmuring of the flowing water.

Baguio stood on the peach blossom boat and fanned Lingyao, looked at the high sky shaded by layers of trees, and said softly:

"Maybe follow him and see a wonderful ...... that has never been seen before"

......

Fu Qingfeng finally stood side by side with Yue Hanfeng, standing on the long ladder above the sky.

The stone stairs seemed to have no end, but with his eyes, he could still see the jade sword inserted in the snow on the top of the mountain, the moon carved on it seemed to be emitting boundless silver light, and the seven stars engraved on it seemed to be rising.

He praised, "What a sword! ”

Glancing at the frosty Yue Hanfeng beside him, he teased: "It's a pity that his master is not authentic." ”

The other party smiled: "If you can't even break through such a level, you are not worthy of fighting me." ”

He didn't even get promoted, and in the face of this offensive that was enough to strangle the Great Emperor, it seemed that he could easily break it.

But from his lips came not a single one was not convinced.

Fu Qingfeng pouted and said, "You also expected this entry into the formation?" ”

A wry smile finally appeared on the other party's face: "I thought that you were going to pour all your forces into an earth-shattering battle...... I was really surprised. ”

"Ha, I'm still a step ahead!"

Fu Qingfeng smiled proudly: "This is my decisive battle with you, and I will never allow other interference." ”

Yue Hanfeng was silent for a moment, and a trace of fire suddenly appeared in his eyes, pointing to the mountain top in the distance, pointing to the snow, and pointing to the lonely sword:

"How about you and I climb this mountain together?"

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they took steps in unison.

As soon as he took a step, a pressure was put on his body, and the oppressive atmosphere made the air freeze.

However, for Fu Qingfeng, the weight of these tens and hundreds of catties is like a hair, and he walks up the stairs leisurely.

Another level, but it has doubled again.

Looking at the entire mountain road, there are hundreds of steps, and reaching the top of the mountain is not to crush the flesh?

Both of them were not afraid, and a kind of excitement rose in their eyes.

One step, two steps, faster and faster, faster and faster!

Until you start running!

Everyone could clearly see that on the majestic dome-like Hidden Sword Peak in the sky, two figures crossed the long steps like meteors.

The wind was howling in his ears, and he seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain peak, crushing the iron bones that were not soft and weak.

Hurry, I can't see the scenery along the way.

It's heavy, it's bent on the unyielding backbone.

But my sword is roaring, and my heart is laughing!

So Fu Qingfeng grinned, and the wind came towards him, scattering his words in the air, but he believed that the person next to him would be able to hear clearly:

"Why did you climb this mountain?"

The man beside him also tried his best to keep up with him, and he also smiled indistinctly:

"Ever since I knew that this was the Divine Sword Peak that the Martial Sword Immortal had climbed to the top, I had pursued to climb its peak."

"I think you've suffered a lot?"

"No, no, no, I didn't suffer at all, all the disciples were beaten down by me, they were vulnerable, and even the entire Western Realm couldn't find an opponent."

"Ha, now that you're at the top of it, what else are you going to pursue?"

Yue Hanfeng's voice was like a sword, they had already traveled halfway up the mountain, the wind mixed with snow, hitting his face and chest on his jade robe, but his words seemed to be burning with fire:

"I want to climb to the top of the Spirit Realm, I want to climb to the top of the True Immortal Realm, and defeat all the great sword immortals that span the ancient and modern times!"

Fu Qingfeng's voice seemed extremely lost, caught in the wind and snow, with unspeakable sadness:

"Is that all? That's it! I thought you were different from them......"

Both of them were almost at their peak, and the extreme pressure made their backs make an unwilling sound, but the two unyielding legs always stood upright.

That sword was right in front of him, so sharp and so beautiful, what a divine thing for a sword cultivator.

But Fu Qingfeng felt that it was so unsightly, losing all its luster, leaving only its appearance.

Yue Hanfeng asked rhetorically:

"And why are you here and why are you fighting?"

Fu Qingfeng stretched out his hand with difficulty, his hands were peeled open under the terrifying spiritual pressure, blood stains were all over his hands, and drops of blood were splashed on the stone steps covered with snow.

The ninety-ninth stone staircase!

Yue Hanfeng also felt extremely difficult, the two of them didn't use any magical powers, purely relying on their physical bodies and will.

Fu Qingfeng's voice seemed to be full of anger, and it seemed to be extremely calm, and it came into the ears of the blood spiller, but it was so clear to hear:

"Why did I climb this mountain? It's not because it's called Zangjian Peak, because the mountain is here......"

"I'm going to fight for all the magic of this wonderful world, I'm going to fight for those lovely people, I'm going to fight for myself!"

"We are different, in your heart, there is only invincible kendo......"

He laughed wildly, and took the last difficult step, the flesh of his hands, which had been ground into blood and mud, and formed plum blossoms on the snow, only a pair of bony hands full of cracks, desperately grasping towards the sword:

"No matter how much sin I bear, no matter how much abuse I have, even if I step on countless dry bones and drown in the endless sea of blood, I will never regret it and never flinch!"

"You want to be immortals, but I'm going to kill them! I want this day, I can't imprison my heart, I want this land, I can't lock my body, I want this god and Buddha in the sky, give it to me, and it will disappear! ”

The hands are already dry bones.

The mountains are empty.

The sword is still standing.

Let me take you off!

His body was covered in blood, and his face was blurred, only the smirk was still on his face.

But he held the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't pull it out.

Because the other hand has also held down the sword.

Snow you are so holy, how many years has no one been here? Would you be happy or sad to teach someone to step on you today? Blazing blood dripped down the broken body and fell on the cold snow, and the people who came were as cold as snow.

Fu Qingfeng looked at the person in front of him silently, and the other party had already recovered the greatest indifferent look of the Great Lao Tzu of the Earth that day.

The hand on the hilt of the sword never let go.

The owner of the sword pressed the hilt of the sword, and his face was indescribably regretful:

"I thought you were as ...... as I was"

Fu Qingfeng looked at him and sighed: "Your current appearance is ridiculous, how can I be the same as you......"

He withdrew his hand and pressed it on his sword: "There is only the Great Dao in my heart, I admire it, but I don't agree with it." ”

"It is okay to die at night, and all kinds of life are just floating clouds, and you must have a clear sword heart to get a glimpse of the true meaning of swordsmanship."

"Is this your sword heart, your way?"

"Why say so much, in the end, who is right and who is wrong, can only be decided by the sword."

Fu Qingfeng muttered: "Yes, you are a qualified opponent, I thought we could become friends, but now it seems that only the sword can decide the fate." ”

Yue Hanfeng drew his sword silently, and the snow slipped from the sword little by little.

For every inch he pulls out, he grows old.

His hair is pale, his skin is wrinkled, his body is rickety, and his bones are craggy.

Even the jade robe on his body became tattered, like an old cloth shirt.

At this moment, it is already night, the moon hangs far away in the sky, the crescent moon looms, and the sun finally throws a little afterglow, sprinkled on the Tibetan Sword Peak that seems to break through the sky.

The time fell on Yue Hanfeng, and it seemed to pass rapidly.

Fu Qingfeng took a few steps back, stood in the snow, quietly waiting for the man to pull out the sword, there was an infinite desolation mixed in the snow.

The Jade Sword Immortal in the wind of the jade tree has become a blind little old man!

But the sword in his hand was getting brighter and brighter, and the stars and the moon on it seemed to really come to life, and the moonlight shone on it, like the moonlight shining on the water, reflecting the shadow of a month—

Moon.

Fu Qingfeng said softly: "I have a sword in my body, and I go the other way, I hide my sword and sacrifice myself to become a sword." ”

Yue Hanfeng's voice was extremely hoarse, and it seemed that he had really turned into an old man who was about to die: "You have learned the sword skills of the Divine Sword Palace, and you should also know a thing or two about this magical power." ”

Fu Qingfeng looked at him, his left foot was already sloping, the joints of his right hand were twisted, and the two eyes that were once radiant had lost their brilliance, and the whites of his eyes were open in vain, and his shabby clothes seemed to have gone through thousands of years in an instant.

"Is it worth it?"

The old man lifted his sword with difficulty, and his dying body was wrapped with the breath of death, which brought Fu Qingfeng a sense of crisis, but it was unprecedentedly strong:

"I don't count what I say, what the sword says."

Death, time, kendo.

At this moment, Fu Qingfeng felt the horror of this terrible opponent.

Not only did he want to break through the emperor realm that had not been visible for thousands of years in this world where the laws were disappearing, but he also had to practice the three laws together!

As soon as you enter the covered sea, you can directly match the Three Pattern Emperor, and even use the combination of the Three Laws to resist the Four Pattern Emperor.

After experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation and cultivating the Yin God to practice the Dao pattern, if you want to comprehend the new law, you will be rejected by the law you have cultivated, and once you determine the path, you can only go on without regrets.

But what if you cultivate a thousand laws? Every time you cultivate one more course, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is twice as terrifying, and the number of tribulations that occur once in 10,000 years becomes more and more terrifying, even if you send the Red Lotus Karma to burn your body, it is not impossible.

The legendary God Emperor of the Nine Laws of the Cultivator, who was invincible in the Emperor Realm, fought all over the small worlds, but in the end he was defeated by the catastrophe of the Star Destroying Realm.

But Yue Hanfeng doesn't care, he just needs to be invincible!

Ugly, ugly, the skin is so cumbersome.

Since the sea has been cultivated into a yin god, the physical body doesn't care anymore, so why not give me all the swords?

Fu Qingfeng suddenly felt empty, the opponent he had been looking forward to for so long was so boring......

He wanted to turn around and leave, but the power on the opponent's sword did not allow him to leave.

The other party's eyes could no longer see anything, but the fierce battle intent condensed at the tip of the sword, locking on to him.

I can feel that the other party's will is so firm, he is so determined and believes in the path he is taking, not for any worldly fame, not for any immortality, but for the sword path that he desires in his heart.

Fu Qingfeng's face was complicated, the Cave Sword bloomed with light, and he slowly raised the blade of the sword, and faced the blind old man with the foot of the slope.

The two of them are the most outstanding characters of the new order and the old order.

Then this battle is inevitable.

Silence, snow, silently accumulated, moon, faintly watching, people, all watching.

Fu Qingfeng looked at the snow under his feet and said softly:

"It should be the heavenly immortals who are drunk and crush the white clouds."

Infinite regret:

"If you can't see such a beautiful scenery, what is the difference between living and dying, and seeing such a beautiful scenery is better than living when you die."

Yue Hanfeng's voice was unmoved, cold and hard as iron:

"My heart sees that my sword is enough."

Fu Qingfeng sighed: "You are different from them, I admire you, but I don't agree with you, I think, we will never be able to understand each other, you are a genius who is not born in the world, but there will never be a genius in this world, but there are very few that are worth remembering." ”

"Perhaps, but you'll remember my sword."

Then let me try!

Yue Hanfeng asked strangely, "Don't you need your magic weapon?" ”

Fu Qingfeng concentrated his breath and put the sword back into its sheath, but the sharp edge stabbed the eyes of everyone watching the battle below.

With a grin, he turned off the Tinder function that he had always relied on.

"Don't you need your Zhuxian Sword Formation?"

"That's right."

He closed his eyes, and the images in his mind replayed one by one.

When I was weak, I was powerless to resist, and I had to use other forces to break the iron cage.

From the rebirth of the small temple, to the evil cultivators in the small village, to the big demon in the mountains, the demon of revenge, and the national teacher in troubled times......

I could only look up to you, I could only live in camp, I could only put away my blood, let go of my arrogance, and look for a glimmer of life in the cracks of fate and mercy on me.

Now that I'm at the top, I'm no longer powerless.

When I face a worthy opponent, if I still use a power that is not mine, I have already lost.

The world has become elusive again, and without the blessing of fire, his sword qi, his luck, and his yin god don't seem to be any different.

Ah, so I'm just an ordinary person......

There is no peerless talent, no invincible magic weapon, I am so ordinary!

But this world is made up of ordinary guys like me who add luster to you extraordinary guys!

It's such a dark, cold, sad world, which is vivid and colorful because of ordinary people like me.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the sword light brought up boundless wind and snow, dyeing the empty sky into pure white.

Wind and snow accompanied by thunder and fire, wrapped around the majestic and empty Hidden Sword Peak, filling every emptiness created by the loss of the Excalibur.

The storm, roaring, thundering, enraged the wind, the fire, and the burning snow.

A waning moon hung high, and it didn't seem to care about the earth-shattering movement below.

But the moon doesn't care, but people do.

Everyone is waiting and waiting, and everyone can't breathe anymore.

For the first time, Fu Qingfeng completely gave up the fire, leaving only his pure body, pure soul, and sharp sword.

The down-and-out old man at the foot of the blind slope slowly raised his head, and a strong coercion overshadowed it, like the god of storms roaring in the sky, raising his war hammer and smashing it down.

"Take my trick and smash the sword !!"

A figure jumped high on the snow, slashing towards the bright moon and the person below the bright moon.

Under the bright moon, in addition to the large array and the immortal mountain, there is also a young girl.

The girl stood in the middle of the forest, staring directly at the figure that jumped high, remembering a monkey in fairy tales and myths and legends.

is also so unruly, and also wields his golden hoop stick like this!

Knock over the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and knock over the Tianzhu Ling Mountain!

When I closed my eyes, I remembered the words in the book:

"100,000 soldiers, fight him upside down!"

"The Nine Heavens God and Buddha hey, make him personally turn on his horse!"

"Golden bottle, a thousand cups are not drunk, upside down and dripping."

She used to worship it so much, the one who did not enter the Five Elements and Six Realms, did not respect the Emperor of Heaven and the Buddha, and was a rebellious sage, but in the end, he became a "fighting Buddha".

The Great Sage is dead, but the Buddha is alive!

The figure in the sky and the figure in the heart gradually coincided, and it was no longer clear who was who, whether the figure was wielding a stick that knocked over the immortal god or a green blade that broke through the chaos?

Fu Qingfeng couldn't tell the difference, the unprecedented arrogance was surging in his heart, even if I lost these opportunities, I would still be me, I would still be me, I would wield a wooden stick or chop a long sword, I would be me, I would overturn you guys who think very highly of themselves, I would turn him upside down, and smash all your rules to pieces!

Why is the sword in his hand so heavy, so heavy, I have never felt that the thunder and lightning and flames are so heavy, like a mountain pressing on the sword, why is it not like a sword move, but like a stick move?

Haha, smash the sword, smash the sword, this name is so wonderful!

He laughed wildly, as if his opponent was not an invincible Jade Sword Immortal, not a peerless Tianjiao who comprehended the Three Laws, but a nobody.

It is neither the speed of drawing the sword as fast as a streamer nor the pervasiveness of the hidden sword, only the pride and recklessness of the heart, and the heaviness is like a giant spirit god carrying the pillar of heaven and smashing it down.

The man below slowly raised the sword in his hand, light and agile, reminiscent of the moonlight dancing on the water.

The dust split in two with the trajectory of the sword, and even the moonlight was broken.

Fu Qingfeng suddenly felt a little strange.

Shouldn't sword moves be light? For a long time, hasn't his sword path been the path of waiting for an opportunity to kill with one move?

But what is pressing on my shoulders, pressing on my heart, not happy, not happy!

I've been holding back for too long, I've been calm for too long!

My blood is already warm, and my sword can no longer be light.

The storm in the sky became more and more intense, covering his figure and the entire Hidden Sword Peak, and no one could see what was happening inside the storm!

Who's laughing, who's singing, it's the wind howling, the thunder shining!

"Smash !! me"