The sound of the sword disappeared, and Li Xiu's flat voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Next!

The whole body of the sword has now become snow-white, the demonic aura has disappeared, the mountain wind has blown the corners of Li Xiu's clothes with the fragrance of plums, and the black hair on his head has not been tied to the back of his head with a straw rope this time, and the sword intent of the floating clouds has just fallen, and the black hair is still flying in the air.

His face is very good-looking, and his reputation in Datang is even higher than his sword.

Therefore, the ancient sword and green shirt in front of him is better to look in the wind, and many people look up at this scene, their hearts are full of shock and respect that they have not even noticed.

This is true of the Tang people, the same is true of many desolate people, and the same is true of those demon clans.

Luo Fuyuan's eyes changed slightly, and for some reason he remembered the person who had overwhelmed the generation a few years ago.

Chen Zhimo sat lazily on the fallen leaves, his hands propped on the ground, and his eyes were full of gentleness when he looked at Li Xiu.

Chu Heng didn't rush to the sea of books, he looked at this scene that seemed to be in the spotlight, looked at the fluttering figure of the green clothes, and then thought about the picture of himself standing in front of the mountain covered in blood.

Some smiled self-deprecatingly.

It's the same three words, and it's the same three words.

Coming out of the mouths of two people means two different things.

Qingqiu stood at his side with his arms around the xylophone, a faint smile on his face.

Ye Lingyun looked at Li Xiu deeply, then raised his palm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and the batwing that was broken in half behind his back converged into his body.

"From now on, wherever Li Xiu goes, Ye Lingyun will inevitably retreat and meet each other politely!"

With an unyielding, cold voice coming out of his mouth, Ye Lingyun turned around and walked straight out of Meiling.

Standing above the sky, the powerhouse of the Five Realms of the Night Bat Clan looked down at Li Xiu from a high position, the bat's wings behind him bloomed with purple-gold light, and a faint thunder and lightning surrounded his body.

Li Xiu was unmoved, even Xiong Fat, who had always been unpleasant to the eye with the night bat clan, was lazily lying on the ground indifferent, this is Meiling, it is the academy.

Unless he has the heart of a bear and has the courage of a leopard, and his skills are all over the sky, he will definitely die a miserable death if he dares to do it here.

In the past, no one dared to be presumptuous in the academy, because the dean was in the academy.

Now, even if the dean disappears, no one dares to be presumptuous here.

Because this is a seowon!

A moment later, Ye Lingyun completely disappeared into Meiling, turning a blind eye to the colorful blooming in the library behind him, without the slightest nostalgia, and the night bats in the sky and the powerhouses of the Five Realms also turned around and left.

Xiong Fat snorted, thinking that your fate is big, if you dare to do it, you don't need the fat master to make a move, and those old monsters in the academy can tear you alive.

Ye Lingyun's strength was in the top three among all the Three Realm cultivators present, and even he lost in the hands of Li Xiu, who else could beat him?

Who else is qualified to compete for this sea of books?

Is it true that everyone should go together?

They can't afford to lose face.

So everyone set their eyes on Hua Yuyao of the Shangqing Palace and the Holy Sect Luo Fuyuan, if the people who went to Tang in Huangzhou and the monks of the Three Realms could defeat Li Xiu, I am afraid it could only be the two of them.

These gazes are warm and clear.

Hua Yuyao naturally felt these gazes, but she didn't make any moves, she was silent from beginning to end, and she didn't intend to make a move.

Many people's eyes changed slightly, remembering the rumors recorded in the record before the Tiance tea, this Shangqing Palace Holy Maiden originally went to Gusu City to challenge Murong, but as a result, other strong people took the lead, and after seeing Murong's strength, she also chose to remain silent.

Lightly unveiled the challenge.

At that time, many people said that she was not absolutely sure of victory after seeing Murong's strength, so she chose to give up and protect herself to avoid damage to her prestige.

Thinking about this matter, when they saw the current scene, many people's hearts quietly rose, and now it seems that the things written in the tea record do not seem to be groundless.

The faces of the two followers of the Shangqing Palace behind him were a little ugly.

But he couldn't attack, but his eyes were filled with more gloom when he looked at Li Xiu.

"The world underestimates you, and I underestimate you, I admit this, you are indeed great if you can beat Ye Lingyun. ”

The Holy Sect has been in the limelight in recent years, Hua Yuyao can retreat, but Luo Fuyuan can't retreat.

Besides, he didn't think there was any need to back down, the style of that sword might be strong, but it wasn't his opponent yet.

Li Xiu didn't speak, but just glanced down at the pillar of incense inserted in front of Chen Zhimo,

It was a pillar of incense that was about to burn out.

That's what it means to hurry, and if it's rude, it's what it means to fart quickly.

"You can do a lot, but you can't stand in my way, and no one has ever dared to stand in my way. ”

Luo Fuyuan said lightly to Li Xiu.

The tone is flat, but it is full of domineering and unquestionable.

"The long line is right in front of you, and if you want to enter the sea of books, you have to cross this line, and if you cross this line, you may die. ”

Li Xiu said.

Luo Fuyuan's eyebrows raised slightly.

There were a lot of heads poking out from the back wall of the academy, men and women, who could have entered the sea of books first to seek an opportunity, but they were attracted by the movement coming from here, and then they saw the gorgeous scene of Li Xiu's single sword.

For them, this scene is far less shocking than it seems to outsiders, because the shock that this teenager has brought to them is not less.

The mountain-like figure stepped forward, stepped on the line, and stood in front of Li Xiu.

"The people who were standing here before were a little bit closer, and I want you to be stronger. ”

Li Xiu looked at the purple robe and said very seriously.

It sounded arrogant, but it was something he wanted to say from the bottom of his heart, but many desolate people thought he was too arrogant to know the height of the sky.

Luo Fuyuan didn't think so, he heard Li Xiu's seriousness, and also saw that those eyes were very slightly raised.

"Everyone in the world says that within the three realms, I can enter the top three in the Holy Sect, this may be true, there are not many people in this Tang realm who can enter my eyes, and your strength is not bad, enough to enter the eyes. ”

His voice was flat and confident.

Many people's faces changed slightly, so Li Xiu's strength was so strong, in his eyes, it was only in his eyes?

And he ranks third in the Holy Sect, which means that there are two people whose strength is far above Li Xiu, is this a bit exaggerated?

Is it just enough to get in the eye?

Li Xiu's eyes gradually narrowed, and the two stood facing each other, neither of them taking the lead.

"It's a guest from afar, you come first!"

Li Xiu stood with his sword in his hand, looked straight ahead, and said calmly.

"It's better for you to come first, if I make a move, you won't even have a chance to resist. ”

Luo Fuyuan stood with his hands in his hands, his face was indifferent, and a mountain rose behind him, which looked like an impregnable copper wall.

He looked confident, the defense of this mountain was superior to that of Lingyun's batwing at night.

Liang Xiaodao in the distance turned his head sideways for the first time, and his gaze fell on Luo Fuyuan's body with a slight sneer, who did he think he was?

How dare you say such a thing?

No chance?

Angered Li Xiu, I'm afraid you will know what is really no chance.

Li Xiu didn't get angry, but just bowed lightly and said, "That's the case, but it's disrespectful." ”

Sword cultivation battles rarely have scattered aura and violent fancy.

They only pay attention to the three words of fast, accurate and ruthless, so the faster the sword in their hands, the better, and the more accurate the cut, the better.

Before the words fell, his sword had already flown towards Luo Fuyuan, the flying sword was a means only for the Youye monks, and the flying sword was something that only the monks of the Five Realms could do.

Li Xiu is only on the third level, and this sword is famous for stepping on a thousand autumns.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are only between a sword, so this sword is very fast, it only took a moment from the time it came out of his hand to the moment it came into view, as strong as Luo Fuyuan didn't even have time to react and could only turn sideways slightly in a hurry.

The mountain behind him let out a soft sound, and the tip of the sword pierced into the mountain and sent ripples.

His expression changed slightly, but there was a faint horror in Hua Yuyao's eyes in the distance.

Li Xiu's sword was very fast, even faster than the previous two battles, and even nearly doubled, so Luo Fuyuan was not at all defenseless.

Could it be that he hadn't done his best before?

That's impossible!

Luo Fuyuan's gaze became cold in a moment, and he stepped out, his hands pushed flat, and the mountain pressed down as if it was about to topple.

Shadows fall overhead.

There is a sentence in the book that Mount Tai collapsed on the top and his face did not change, and he always wanted to try it before, but he didn't expect that today he fulfilled his wish. ”

Li Xiu looked up at the fallen peak, his face was a little reminiscing, in the past, when he heard that Xuelou couldn't practice, what he thought about the most was the various scenes described in the book.

Now I still remember the sword light cold nineteen states written by the first scribe of the ancient times, what kind of scene should it be?

Li Xiu often yearns in his heart, and now he thinks that this Mount Tai collapsed on the top is like that, just like waiting for death with the drunken spring breeze and Xiangmanlu in Luoxian Gorge.

It turns out that death is what it is.

Li Xiu held the sword in his hand, and a lot of light suddenly bloomed on the sword body, and it became brighter and brighter, stimulating everyone's eyes, and when the light burned to the peak moment, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The blade of that sword is simple, faint silvery-white.

Li Xiu's body was straight, his eyes exuded a black aura that spread to the surroundings bit by bit, his wrist turned slightly, and a sword intent came out of his body.

At first, it gradually became sharp, and then it became sharper.

The dark shadow of the mountain covered the sky and fell, and Li Xiu's sword intent actually broke through the sky open, and the shadow dissipated partially.

His sword slashed forward, and the shadows of the sword in the sky returned to a single sword, and the wind and dust were raised on the flat ground, and the trees split in half from the middle.

Luo Fuyuan's complexion changed drastically in an instant, and the mountain that had fallen down was actually blocked in mid-air by the sword momentum, unable to advance an inch.

The green mountains were flying, and the pitch-black aura fluctuations were surging on Li Xiu's arm, and the sword intent became more pure, and this sword tore straight forward the mountain phantom.

The sword qi poured forward, the mountains covering the sky disappeared, and Luo Fuyuan crossed his arms in front of him, and the aura as thick as the earth blocked the front, but he couldn't block the sword that amazed the sky.

His feet kept sliding backwards on the ground until he stepped on the long line.

His hair was slightly scattered, the clothes on his arms were torn, his bronzed skin was exposed to the air, and an extremely faint blood mark appeared on his chest, although he barely blocked the sword, he was slashed in the chest by the sword qi.

He straightened up, staring at Li Xiu with a gloomy and cold gaze, and the pale color on that face flashed away.

Li Xiu stood up, and the eyes of the two people looked at each other in the air, not dodging.

"There are four realms under the wilderness, I am one realm, and the people of the world are one realm. ”

Li Xiu's voice resounded calmly and indifferently in everyone's ears, and countless people only felt that their eardrums were rumbling, which was very shocking.

There are also people who rush forward a few steps out of control before stopping, and they only feel as if they have been hit hard by something, and the intense horror hits their minds and hearts at this moment, as if they have emerged from the depths of their souls.

Those eyes fell on Li Xiu's face in shock.

It was Hua Yuyao who shrank her pupils to a point at this moment, and her breathing was disordered.

It's really because Li Xiu's words are a little too domineering, and everyone knows that You Ye is also known as the fourth realm of martial arts, and there are three realms under it, namely the first realm, Chengyi and the upper three levels.

But Li Xiu said at this moment that there are four realms under Youye, and the people in the world are one realm, and he is one realm.

How domineering and arrogant is this?

He is obviously a monk of the upper three levels, but he threatens to say that he is above the upper three levels, under the wilderness, for the fourth realm.

A terrible silence permeated the room.

The disciples of the academy looked at his back in amazement, and the Tang people's eyes were full of brilliance, I don't know who made the first shout, and then there was an enthusiastic shout like a mountain and a sea in an instant.

The fanatical gaze was overwhelmingly pressed towards Li Xiu, listening to these shouts, those people from the wasteland and many demon clans were all ugly and silent.

I want to say anything, but I can't say it because I get stuck in my throat.

They didn't seem to have the ability to refute the words that came out of the young man's mouth, as strong as the Holy Sect Luo Fuyuan was actually slashed back by a sword, his chest was stained with blood, and his clothes were broken, that is, the life and soul of that mountain were split in two.

Luo Fuyuan's face showed a layer of gloom, faintly a little ugly, he could enter the third among his peers of the Holy Sect, even if he looked at the entire wasteland, there were not many people who could see it, who would have thought that he would lose so badly today?

Although he was still in the long line at the moment, he had only suffered a little skin trauma, and the dissipated soul could be reunited at any time.

But Li Xiu only used a sword, and he only completely understood what the incredible touch on Ye Lingyun's face was at this moment, and also knew the real reason why Ye Lingyun wanted to say that he would inevitably retreat wherever Li Xiu went.

Because Li Xiu didn't use all his strength with that sword, otherwise he wouldn't have survived Ye Lingyun.

This is the grace of not killing, so the arrogant Ye Lingyun turned his head and left, without even saying a cruel word.

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