Chen Changsheng had already prepared for the sword intent that Su Li hid in the envelope, at the beginning, he wanted to see how much his realm cultivation had improved a lot after returning to Beijing, and how long he could resist, but he didn't think that these sword intents in the envelope were so sharp and terrifying, not to mention resisting, he didn't even dare to provoke.

Of course, Su Li had no ill will towards him, let alone killing intent, those sword intents flying from the letter paper quietly and silently shredded many things in the stove room, and cut off his floating belt, but no sword intent fell on his body, just flying around him.

Those sword intents fluttered around them, like falling leaves, like snowflakes, like water droplets.

Chen Changsheng seems to have come to the autumn trees, the snow sky, and the waterfall.

He vaguely understood something, gradually relaxed his mind, and released his divine consciousness into this world composed of sword intent.

These sword intents were one of the letters Su Li gave him, one of the gifts he left behind, so what was written on the letterhead?

Chen Changsheng felt the sword intent left behind after Su Li's breakthrough, and looked at the letter paper quietly.

Su Li's handwriting is like his man and sword, hearty, sharp and sharp, with extremely steep starting and falling extremely sharp.

"It's amazing news that you're able to outperform Yourong. ”

Seeing the first sentence on the letter, Chen Changsheng realized that Su Li gave him a letter with conditions, and the prerequisite was to defeat Xu Yourong, if he couldn't do this, Su Li would definitely be disappointed in himself, then these two letters might be left to Xu Yourong, or...... Akiyama-kun.

"But thinking that your sword should be considered to be taught by me, then it is understandable that you can barely outperform Yourong. ”

What Su Li said in the letter still perfectly shows his self-confidence or narcissism.

But then, his words became much calmer, much calmer.

"I've taught three people in my life, Akiyama, you, and Seven, Akiyama is stronger than you, Seven is weaker than you, and it's my daughter, after I leave, if there is something wrong with the mountain, you can help me take care of it, as for why I left? ”

"I'm Uncle Lishan, I don't need to explain anything to the disciples in the mountain, I'm Su Li, I don't need to explain anything to Old Man Yin and Tianhai, but I still want to explain some things, explain some things, so I wrote you such a letter. ”

"If someone asks about it in the future, you can relay my words to them. I didn't admit defeat to this world, but what she said was right, I am Su Li, why do I need to be a second Zhou ****? The most important thing is that you are right, I have killed countless people, I have no love for this world, but maybe there is still a bit of kindness?"

Seeing this sentence, Chen Changsheng's heart gave birth to a lot of emotion.

In the eyes of many people, especially those in the south who resist the confluence of the north and the south, Su Li drifting away from the saint is an extremely irresponsible evasion.

Who can understand that a character like Su Li, only by clinging to the sword of true wisdom and courage can he cut off this path of leaving.

However, when he saw the end of the letter, he suddenly felt that his praise and admiration for Su Li's predecessors seemed wrong.

Su Li wrote such a paragraph at the end of the letter.

"Let that wolf cub die that heart, if he dares to pester my daughter again, even if I am on the other side of the Xinghai, I will return by Xingcha, first kill him with a sword, then kill you with a sword, and finally kill your Anglican Academy and the tribe of the wolf clan in the north with a sword, don't be unpredictable!"

After Chen Changsheng finished reading this sentence, he thought helplessly, how could a person as dashing as Su Li's predecessor not think about this matter?

Just as he was thinking about it, a dense and terrifying subtle sword sound suddenly sounded in the air around him, and countless sword intents returned from all directions and landed on the letterhead.

Those extremely sharp and mysterious sword intents cut the handwriting on the letter paper into pieces, turning them into countless ink balls, which could no longer be seen clearly.

The ink balls eventually turned into four big characters.

"Burn it immediately after reading. ”

Looking at these four words, Chen Changsheng was stunned, and felt that if it burned like this, wouldn't it be a pity? You must know that the sword intent on this piece of letter paper is an incomparably precious gift for those who cultivate the sword, and he originally thought that tomorrow Tang Thirty-six and the folded sleeves would also come to understand it.

But since it was Su Li's order, he had no way to object, so he obediently threw the letter paper into the stove hole with the ashes remaining, and watched with his own eyes that the letter paper was burned to ashes.

Looking at the ashes in the stove cave, thinking about the sword intent on the paper before, he suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago when the Heavenly Academies were performing martial arts and those powerhouses of the Star-Gathering Primal Realm came to challenge the National Religious Academy, the painter of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion should have used similar methods, but it was different from Su Li.

He thought of the scribe he saw on the side of the street at that time, Guan Bai of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

At that time, he glanced at this person through the car window, and felt a sharp edge come into his eyes, stinging incomparably, and almost burst into tears.

Now that I think about it, this person's sword cultivation is already so strong that the sword intent is possessed?

At next year's Boiling Stone Conference, he will face such a powerful sword, can he win it?

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Earlier, Guan Bai was reading in a bookstore in the south of the city.

Suddenly, he sensed something, and after a moment of silence, he quietly closed the page and walked out of the library.

After the evening, the snow gradually stopped, but the weather was still bitterly cold, and the snow on the streets was difficult to walk, so there were no pedestrians in sight.

He was standing in the middle of the street.

An old Taoist aunt walked by.

In fact, that Daogu's face is still quite young, at least I can't tell the specific age, but there is an awe-inspiring indifference between her eyebrows and eyes, and there is a sense of staleness.

Guan Bai looked at the old Dao Gu who was getting closer and closer, and didn't say a word.

He didn't recognize the other party's origin, but he knew that the other party's realm cultivation was far above his own, and he might even be better than his teacher.

Before the Boiling Stone Conference, he didn't want to be troubled, and he shouldn't have fought with such a powerful person with a high realm.

But he had heard clearly that a wild dog had died in the alley in the distance.

Just when this old Taoist aunt walked by.

This old Taoist aunt is very powerful, and she must have an extraordinary background, and compared to her, the life of a wild dog who stands in the way is really nothing.

Guan Bai also thinks so, a wild dog, if he dies, he will die, can he still avenge a wild dog?

The problem is that the wild dog should die faster.

The old Taoist aunt only needs to take a look, and the wild dog will be in a different place.

But the wild dog barked at least thirty times in the alley, becoming more and more miserable and weak, until he could hear it.

He couldn't understand why a big man like Lao Daogu would use more than thirty swords to kill a wild dog.

He couldn't imagine if this old Taoist aunt would be like this when she usually kills people.

So he walked out into the street from the bookstore and wanted to ask the old Taoist aunt.

Old Dao Gu stopped and looked at him expressionlessly.

Guan Bai wanted to say something, but when he looked at the eyes of the old Dao Gu, he found that he could no longer speak.

His hand held the hilt of the sword, but he could not draw it.

The eyes of the old Taoist aunt were blue, full of decay and violence, like a sea tide full of green algae, slapping at her head-on.

Endless killing intent surged from the side of the snow street, enveloping his body.

Poof! A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth and landed on the snow.

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He is the pride of the Heavenly Dao Academy, a kendo powerhouse in the middle of the free list, and the great name Guan Bai.

However, in front of this old Daogu, he couldn't say a word at all, and he couldn't pull out the sword in his sheath, so he was seriously injured.

"Report your mentorship. The old Dao Gu said expressionlessly.

Guan Bai's eyes were full of shock, and it was only at this time that he confirmed that this old Dao Gu's realm strength was not only far superior to his own teacher, but even faintly had transcended the earthly realm and entered the divine realm, and then thinking about the blue color in her eyes, he instantly guessed who the other party was.

The wind and rain are infinite in all directions!

This is already the pinnacle of powerhouses in the world, why did he suddenly appear in Kyoto tonight?

"The Heavenly Dao Academy is white, and the family master Zhuang is in a hurry. ”

Because of the identity of the old Daogu, Guan Bai was shocked, but he still didn't have any palpitations, stared at the other party and said.

"For Mao Qiuyu's sake, I will spare your life tonight. ”

The old Dao Gu walked past him slowly, and her figure gradually disappeared into the night.

I don't know how long it took for Guan Bai to realize that he was able to move, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and he choked the blade of the sword.

Then his right arm was broken at the shoulder and fell into the snow, a large patch of red blood.

In Kyoto tonight, a wild dog in an alley is brutally chopped into pieces.

Guan Bai, a young kendo powerhouse with pride and hope and unlimited prospects, lost his right arm holding the sword.

The old Taoist aunt who did these two things didn't feel anything about it, her expression was still indifferent, and her eyes were still violent.

In her eyes, there is not much difference between a young man like Guan Bai and a wild dog in the alley, if this is not the Great Zhou Kyoto, there is even the Pope Xià who she must respect and the Holy Queen Niangniang who she dare not provoke, or Guan Bai is already dead at this time.

In her opinion, leaving Guan Bai's life has given Mao Qiuyu enough face, more precisely, this face is for the state religion.

There are some people in this world who are very strong, so their view of the world will be a little deformed, thinking that if they don't rob the beggars of the food in their bowls, they will give the beggars face, and if they don't kill all the people who don't like their eyes, they will give face to their lives, so they should also give themselves face if they are convenient.

When the old Taoist came to Kyoto tonight, she thought that His Majesty the Pope had not given her enough face, so she would come to save face in person.

She married another Bafang Fengyu when she was very young, and from that moment on, she thought that her husband was her most important face, and later when she gave birth to a son very hard, she thought that her son was her most important face.

Old Daogu stood behind the courtyard wall of the National Education College, looking at the several snow trees sticking out of the wall with a blank face.

Dozens of days ago, her son was humiliated by a man here.

That person's name is Chen Changsheng.

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(The chapter name is better, so I didn't use two, and today it's one chapter, and there is no two.) ）R1148