Volume 1: The Turbulent Past Chapter 22: Waves Again

Just when the two sides were deadlocked, the fifteenth elder, who had never spoken, spoke.

"But the three swords of thunderbolt face to face?"

The clothed guest was undeniable, only to see one of them, with a flick of the hat, turned around in a chic manner, middle-aged appearance, sharp edges and corners, with a playful smile on his face, he held the sword in his arms, popped out the scabbard, and pulled out a beautiful sword flower casually, posing as a chic swordsman.

"That's right, I'm the Earth Swordβ€”Sword Two!"

Thinking about it, Jian Er must have been a suave figure when he was young, but the years were never selfish, after all, some traces were engraved between his eyebrows and eyes, but he couldn't stop the bohemian unruly that emanated from the inside out.

Even Li Wuru had to admit that although this person was open-mouthed, his demeanor was really good, but this person's mouth was too bad, not good!

When the fifteen elders heard this, they couldn't help but think of the events of hundreds of years ago, and it was rumored that there were three thunderbolts, one sword opened the sky, one sword opened the earth, and one sword killed people. Regardless of cold or heat, I like to wear clothes the most. The Kaitian Sword is the strongest, brave and strategic, and is the eldest of the three; the Sword is the most shameless and the second in rank; the Murderous Sword cherishes words like gold, kills prudently, and kills when the sword comes out, ranking third.

The three of them are called Sword One, Sword Two, and Sword Three respectively, and no one knows their real names, and no one knows their past, but the name of the Three Swords of Thunderbolt has spread all over the vicissitudes of the world with the "earth-shattering" events they have done.

However, the years have passed, and the country has produced outstanding people from generation to generation, even if it has been amazing for years, it has been turned over by the river tide, and with the passing of the older generation, it is finally forgotten in the long river of time. Nowadays, the people of that era will call the swordsmen who toss with Li Chengfeng as: "Old Sword", also known as "Old Cheap".

Just as the fifteenth elder was thinking about the past, Li Wuru couldn't help it.

"I don't care what kind of broken sword you are, this Lin Feng and my Canglan faction are going to be decided today!"

Li Wuru heard the voice of Jian Er just now, she was very angry, and her towering chest kept rising and falling, causing Jian Er to look strangely. In this way, Li Wuru was even more annoyed and stopped talking.

I saw a white mang in the Buddha dust in Li Wuru's hand, and the mang hit Jian Er directly, Jian Er's eyes were fast but he easily moved away, but the table behind him was not so lucky, and it was neatly split in half.

"Yo! Grumpy girl, how do you say do it, just do it, if you can't say it, the master will do it! Come on, whether it's a heads-up or a group fight, I'll continue!"

Kenji shouted.

Although Li Wuru was a hateful blow, he had a lot of strength, otherwise it would not be a table to be reimbursed, but the entire Xiangde Building would suffer. Li Wuru looked at Li Ya and Lin Feng on the side, knowing that it was useless not to fight here. The most important thing is that their primary goal now is to take Lin Feng away, otherwise it will be in vain when Li Chengfeng comes back for a while.

"Humph!"

As an old monster who has practiced for many years, Li ruthlessly snorted coldly and stopped moving. In this way, everyone returned to the origin of the stalemate, the Canglan faction wanted to take Lin Feng away, the Thunderbolt Three Swords wanted to defend Lin Feng, and they couldn't fight when they fought, so they could only stand like this, not to mention staring at each other, it was always a little weird.

At this time, the shopkeeper sent a new round of roast duck up, and the shopkeeper was also a clever person, seeing the tension between the two sides, he decisively put down the duck and slipped away, as for the table lying on the ground, he didn't even look at it. Since the establishment of Xiangde Building, most of them have served the cultivation, and the so-called greater the ability, the greater the temper, and it is common for this group of monks to break a table leg and the like.

On the next table, a large plate of Xiangde roast duck exudes an attractive aroma, a gust of wind blows, and enters everyone's noses, this is not an ordinary duck, this is a fine roast duck that grew up eating spiritual grass and has been processed by professional chefs.

As the overhaul of the people were unmoved, they continued to stalemate, to be precise, they were on guard against each other, just when everyone stood stunned, Lin Feng walked to the table where the ducks were put as if no one was around.

"Don't you all eat it? sit down and eat, my master has already paid for it." Oh, no, my master is in for a treat. ”

Lin Feng had an excellent impression of Jian Er, the robe, the uninhibited smile, the chic sword flower, this was what the sword fairy should be, how could he look like a bad old man like his master.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Li Chengfeng, who was far away in the sky, couldn't help but sneez, and it stands to reason that he should not be infected with typhoid fever or anything like that in this realm, but what is the matter with this sneezing? Could it be that the apprentice was arrested? No, he had obviously notified those old swords to go to protect them, so there should be no accident.

Li Chengfeng cleaned up his mood and pointed at the big sword in his hand.

"Xuanyuan Lao'er, do you really want to force me to do it seriously? Lao Tzu will make it clear first, I am furious, but I can't hold my hand, I am afraid that when the time comes, I will cut off your old arms and legs, and it is not good to explain to my ancestors and ancestors, after all, the old guys have made a heavenly oath with you. ”

Xuanyuan Mople said very earnestly: "I don't want to do this either, but Lin Feng is not only related to the inheritance of your Starfall Sect, but also to the safety of the entire Canglan Realm. ”

Li Chengfeng said: "Anyway, I don't care, my apprentice is my master." You can't take him even if you have a great reason. ”

Xuanyuan Mople persuaded: "The outside world is not safe, in the Northern Regions is the territory of my Canglan Sect, there are enough places for him to grow. And follow you, with the inheritance method of your Starfall Gate, you are going to talk about the sword world again. But this time is different, someone is not just asking for a sword order, but his life. ”

Li Chengfeng said sharply: "In this Canglan Realm, I think who dares to touch a single hair of my disciple, and I will destroy his inheritance." ”

Xuanyuan Mople said faintly: "What if it weren't for the Canglan Realm? Your Starfall inheritance is not only a Starfall Gate, but a Heavenly Dao Luck! You are a sword god, why are you Li Chengfeng strong? It's not that you are strong, but the Canglan Qi Luck favors you Starfall Gate." Lin Feng is the son of luck in the future, the one who should be doomed. ”

Li Chengfeng snorted coldly: "Bullshit's luck, I, Li Chengfeng, have been able to get to this day without a sword and a sword, I don't believe in this day, nor do I believe in this so-called heavenly luck." ”

Xuanyuan Mopestle: "I don't believe it either, but you and I both live under this Heavenly Dao, protected by Heavenly Dao, and shackled by Heavenly Dao." Not everyone can defy the sky, are you Li Chengfeng very strong, one person single-handedly fights hundreds of tribulation realms, and one person destroys a major faction, but so what? No one has been ascending to immortal for millions of years, are you stronger than all of them? Not to mention, have you caught up with your master? That sword god who was originally born in the Canglan faction, but inherited your Starfall Dao system!"

When Li Chengfeng heard the word "Sword God", his expression changed drastically, his eyes were red, and he saw that the Starfall Sword in his hand continued to grow larger, until it turned into the appearance of a golden divine sword, and then he spoke:

"If my master is here, who in this world dares to touch my Starfall disciples; if my teacher is here, who dares to say a word in front of the Starfall Sword in this vicissitudes, but the master and his old man are dead, and he died under the three calamities and five tribulations that are out of tune. Now, my division is gone, but I, Li Chengfeng, are still here, and my starfall is here.

Xuanyuan, Lao Tzu wants you to remember today that he is the sword master of my Starfall Gate, not the gate master of your Canglan Sect, and I am the current Starfall Sword Master!"

As soon as the four words of the Starfall Sword Lord came out, it seemed to have some magical power, and the golden divine sword light that was originally shining with golden light was even worse, and the sword light appeared in the sky above Hulai City, like another sun in the sky. I saw this round of small sun attacking Xuanyuan ink pestle.

Seeing such a divine power coming, Xuanyuan Mopestle, who was originally indifferently squinted, opened his eyes wide.

"Li Chengfeng, aren't you crazy? There are millions of innocent creatures down here!"

While he kept releasing mana to resist the might of the divine sword, he shouted at Li Chengfeng, as if asking him to restrain his power.

As soon as Li Chengfeng heard about the Sword God, he became emotional, and he didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to slash this Canglan sect dog thing with a sword. But he didn't take into account that the city below was a bustling city, although he Li Chengfeng was crazy, but he was not a murderous demon without blinking, although the city below had defensive means, but this time it was fierce, I am afraid that the defensive formation would not have time to launch.

Li Chengfeng touched the back of his head and said with a rare blushing smile: "That, I didn't say that it was numb! I can't take back this sword myself." You are the lord of the Canglan faction, and you want to have extremely powerful treasures. I won't attack here, you resist, and when the energy disappears, it'll be fine!"

Xuanyuan Mopestle couldn't help but scold in his heart, although he thought that there would be conflicts, but he didn't think that Li Chengfeng was so desperate, but then again, he had to blame him for being cheap, why did he mention Li Chengfeng's master well? Sword God is the pain of Li Chengfeng's life, and it is more painful than making him quit drinking.

Scolding and scolding, claiming to be the first faction in the Canglan Realm and the formulator of the rules of the cultivation world, Xuanyuan Mople had to eliminate the power of this swordsmanship. Not to mention, the Xuanyuan ink pestle is really strong, you must know that Li Chengfeng once used this sword to slash back hundreds of tribulation realms, it is also a tribulation realm, but Xuanyuan ink pestle barely caught it, of course, the treasure in his hand is also the key.

I saw Xuanyuan ink pestle, and took out a three-legged tripod from his hand, which is one of the millions of years of inheritance of the Canglan faction, and the Kyushu tripod is said to be the treasure left by the Canglan faction's ascending immortals - immortal treasures.

After the immortal treasure was thrown out by the Xuanyuan ink pestle, it grew in the wind, and after a while, it turned into the size of a mountain, and went up to Li Chengfeng's sword light.

Afterwards, Xuanyuan Mopestle's originally neatly groomed silver-white hair was messy in the wind, thinking that it was due to excessive consumption, and fine beads of sweat overflowed on his face.

Since Li Chengfeng's sword Xuanyuan ink pestle was blocked and eliminated the crisis of the city below, not only did he not have the slightest sense of shame, but he also said with a smile:

"What's the matter? Xuanyuan Lao'er! ”

At this time, Xuanyuan Mopestle, if he can publish a love bag, he will definitely give him a kind of gif: Get out!

But when it comes down to trouble, Xuanyuan Mople still advised: "Li Chengfeng, the calamity has come, all the Canglan factions must unite in order to survive this catastrophe of annihilation, Lin Feng goes to the Canglan faction, there is only benefit and no harm, where he will have the most adequate resources, and will be treated far more than the core disciple, go, he is the young master of the Canglan faction." ”

However, before Xuanyuan Mopestle could speak, a sword letter flew from Hulai City below.

Li Chengfeng's spiritual sense probed, and it was instantly exposed, and he threw the sword cultivation to Xuanyuan Moji.

Li Chengfeng said angrily: "This is the treatment of the so-called Young Venerable Lord? If Lin Feng has three longs and two shorts, all your core disciples are waiting to be buried!"

As he spoke, Li Chengfeng recalled the Starfall Sword and turned into a sword light and went straight to Hulai City.

Xuanyuan Mopestle took the sword letter and looked at it, instantly blank, how is this possible?