As soon as the Forget-Worry Sword came out, I saw the golden light, and the already snow-bright peak of Qianshan Mountain, like a ray of sunlight shining on the earth, the entire Qianshan Mountain, bathed in the golden light of the Forget-Worry Sword.

The snow-covered peak of Qianshan Mountain, the snow melts.

The snow water of thousands of mountains flows into the foot of the mountain, such as rivers, lakes and seas, and the waves are magnificent.

Monk Hua was taken aback, and sighed in his heart: "I can't imagine that the sword-casting master Mei Jian is so good, it took twenty years to cast such a divine weapon, which can be called a masterpiece in the world." ”

Seeing that the Sword of Forgetfulness was so powerful, it further deepened the desire of the flower monk to win the Sword of Forgetfulness.

"The robe destroys the gods."

The flower monk is not stupid, and the left foot is raised, and the shabby robe is urged under a huge force. I saw that the robe was expanding, as if the robe was filled with gas, and it was about to expand and explode.

The flower monk hit the robe left and right with both palms, and the robe grew bigger and bigger. In a moment, the entire robe wrapped around the body of the flower monk who was not stupid.

"Go."

Monk Hua raised his hands, and the entire robe was like a city wall and attacked straight towards the dream builder Li Yufeng.

Fast as lightning, like a ghost.

"Edgeworth Demon Slayer."

Li Yufeng, the dream builder, held the sword of forgetting worries, and the sword body was surrounded by him. Everywhere the tip of the sword went, the sky was full of golden light. I saw a stream of sword light wandering around the Forgetful Sword. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, like a bright moon rushing, like a flood and a fierce beast, it is bound to devour heaven and earth. Kill gods when you meet gods, and destroy demons when you meet demons.

The Dream Builder's moves are finished, and he stands in front of his chest with his sword.

In an instant, the robe swept in.

Li Yufeng, the dream builder, moved to the left, and the Forget Worry Sword slashed wildly at the attacking robe.

When the Forgetful Sword slashed together with the robe, it emitted bursts of sparks.

Li Yufeng, the dream builder, was taken aback, and sighed in his heart: "I can't imagine that this flower monk has cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, which can be called the pinnacle, and it is gratifying." If this flower monk can change his evil and return to the right, he can be an upright person, and he can also contribute to the rivers and lakes. It's a pity that this flower monk has done nothing evil, specializing in mutilating women from good families, and doing that unconscionable deed, which is simply hateful. Today, I, Li Yufeng, will kill this person and remove a scourge for the rivers and lakes. ”

The flower monk is not stupid and motivated to convey true qi to urge the robe to attack. The more the true qi was conveyed, the more frightened the flower monk became, and sighed in his heart: "I can't imagine that the rumors of the Forgetting Worries Sword are true, and those who hold the Forgetting Worries Sword can create a sect and establish a sect, and they can settle down and stabilize the country." When I see it today, even if I die under the sword of forgetting worries, I have no regrets in this life. ”

After speaking, the flower monk increased the delivery of the true qi of the robe.

Dream builder Li Yufeng forgets the sword in his hand, like a god descending, no matter how the robe attacks him, he is easily given the ability to resist the sword in his hand.

The robe seems to have lost the control of its true qi, and it is in danger, and it may fall off at any time.

Dream builder Li Yufeng roared and kicked on the edge of the robe, which lost control of its true qi and turned back in the direction it came. The flower monk raised his sleeves and flew towards him with his robe. The flower monk has a left hand, catches the robe, turns his body in place, and wears the whole robe.

The flower monk who was dressed in a robe said without a fool: "Yes, the title of the dream builder is worthy of being the first in the world, and the old monk admires it." While speaking, the blood inside the flower monk was tumbling, and there was a possibility of vomiting blood and weakness at any time.

Li Yufeng, the dream builder, forgot to worry about the sword and protected his chest, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. Said: "The robe extinguishing god skill is not in vain, a little bit of the shadow of the Shaolin robe enchantment skill, presumably the flower monk stole the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the robe enchantment of the internal strength of the mental method, refer to the self-created, right?" ”

Monk Hua said without idiotay: "Good eyesight, but I only used six layers of skill before I robed to destroy the divine skill, which made the dream builder laugh." ”

Li Yufeng laughed and said, "The sixth-layer skill is so powerful, and the great monk's cultivation is not shallow." However, your robe extinguishing skill has a shelf of robe enchantment, and it does not have the power of the robe enchantment, it seems to be right and wrong, and it is not decent. ”

Monk Hua was furious, angry, unable to control a mouthful of residual blood, and spit out of his mouth. He wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Li Yufeng angrily and said: "The competition is about seeing the truth on the sword, not about the battle of tongues. Next, it's not so easy to deal with. ”

"Dao Dharma Zen True Yuan Palm."

Monk Hua clasped his hands together, his eyes were blood-red, and he slapped at the palm in front of him. I saw that everywhere the palm power went, it was like a busy traffic, like a river rapids, and the snow layer was rolling and blasting towards Li Yufeng. Wherever the palm power went, it exploded and split into two.

"Edgeworth."

Dream builder Li Yufeng pointed at the sky, and in a moment the dark clouds were thick, and the lightning and thunder roared, as if it had attracted the energy of heaven and earth to descend. The storm roared, and everything perished.

I saw Li Yufeng pointing his sword in front of him, and a huge force was like a flood beast, and the tiger went down the mountain to attack the flower monk.

"Bump, bump, bump."

The two palms collided, making an explosion that cracked the sky and the earth. Explode a large pit in the snow between the two of them.

"Dao Dharma Zen True Yuan Palm."

The flower monk roared without idiot, and the whole person jumped out of Zhang Xu and attacked Li Yufeng with the wind.

"Good time."

"Edgeworth."

Li Yufeng forgot his worries and sword to protect his chest, his body was shining with golden light, his body was wrapped in golden light, and his sword was one, and he attacked towards the flower monk.

Everywhere they went, explosions sounded and the sky shattered.

For a moment, the two were together.

"Bump, bump, bump."

As the explosion sounded, the two separated, standing in the position that had been in front of each other. At the same time, the two vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"Hahahaha."

"Hahahaha."

"Li Yufeng, if you can die under your sword of forgetting worries, you have no regrets in this life. Hahahaha. ”

With the flower monk laughing wildly, I saw his body slowly fall, and finally disappeared into the snowflakes, buried forever on the land of the peak of Qianshan Mountain.

"The wild grass is boundless, and the aspen is also bleak.

In the middle of September, I was sent out of the suburbs.

There are no people living on all sides, and the high graves are bananas.

The horse is looking up to the sky, and the wind is self-depressed.

The dark chamber has been closed, and it will not return for a thousand years.

If the dynasty is not restored for a thousand years, the virtuous people are helpless.

They have always given each other away, and each returned to his home.

Relatives or remnants of sorrow, others have also sang.

What is the way to die, and the body is the same as the mountain.

When I died, I knew that everything was empty, but I couldn't see Kyushu with sorrow.

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. ”

"Hahaha, I can't imagine that my dream builder Li Yufeng I is famous, but today he died in the hands of this evil monk. Dreams, farewell, hope that in the next life, we can still see each other; Dreams, farewell, I hope that in this life, you can spend it safely. ”

Slowly, Li Yufeng fell to the snow with a smile on his face.

The sword of forgetting worries jingled, soared into the sky, and flew into the bottom of Qianhu Lake at the foot of Qianshan Mountain under the wrapping of a stream of golden light, and inserted it on a reef. With the disappearance of Li Yufeng, sealed forever, waiting for its next owner.

At the top of Qianshan Mountain, snowflakes are fluttering.

The duel between the dream builder Li Yufeng and the flower monk could not affect its beauty and whiteness at all.

The snow continued to fall, and in an instant, it was covered with traces of the previous battle, as if there had been no battle all the time.