Chapter 442: Yesterday's Events Must Not Be Left

The fight is not only interesting, but also a little dangerous.

And inevitably.

As long as you are not standing on the banks of the same river, no matter how much you agree on things, you will inevitably have a dispute over something else, and the dispute will turn into a fight later.

When there is a fight, reasoning at this time has no effect, and it still has to be a matter of who has the stronger fist, in other words, the fist decides right and wrong.

Whether it's really right or wrong, no one knows, but after all, the harder fist will be more comfortable.

Whether it's spiritual or whatever.

The scholar stood in the distance, the moonlight sprinkled on his body, some strange light, he looked at the green silk on Li Fuyao's waist, a little surprised, "There has never been news that you, the famous swordsman, will be the worship of Luoyang City." ”

He said that this sentence is true, whether it is the school palace, or any other academy, after Li Fuyao Qingtian City became famous, he knew that there was a swordsman named Li Fuyao in this world, but he never thought that Li Fuyao had already become the worship of Luoyang City.

Here, I have to say that Luoyang City's secrecy work is really good.

Li Fuyao tilted his head and drank several sips of wine, wiped his mouth and smiled: "What is the identity and what is there to say, you have to find something, I was called to solve the matter, anyway, the fight is over." ”

The scholar frowned, as if he felt something interesting, he glanced at the big tent not far away, and naturally could feel that General Xu Yan was too dead to die, this Yanling court and the opposition, only the school palace is not much, but if you talk about being close to the school palace, there will be more, I am afraid that if I catch such a handful, there are only one or two for the Yanling Emperor and even more for the school palace.

It's just that the school palace is very complicated, and it's hard to say whose voice is louder.

If the master of the sect sits in the palace all the year round, has a tough attitude, and establishes his own set of teams, I am afraid that the current palace of the academy should be the master of the sect alone, the truth, that's it, the master of the master is the first three people under the clouds, except for the master who dare not say that he will win, who dares to say that he can win the master?

With such cultivation, who in the school palace is not convinced, what if he is defeated?

The Taoist priest of Liangxi has always disliked reasoning, and when he encounters something, it makes sense to have a big fist first, but the Xuegong is not like this, even if the master is the most knowledgeable scholar in the world, it is not good to see the reason, so it is not much smoother to reason after a beating?

In fact, he is not the only one, there are still many scholars in the school palace who do not belong to those veins who have such thoughts, why is the master of the school stubbornly allowing such chaos to appear in the school palace?

The world is too impermanent and too complicated, who can think through it.

It's like the tortoise shell mentioned yesterday is a thing of the past today.

The scholar's realm is not high, not only the cultivation realm, but also the state of mind, so he can't figure out what to do.

Even he couldn't figure out why Li Fuyao had only been here for half a day, and he had seen through Xu Yan's heart to the Xue Palace, but he had always been the dog of the Xue Palace.

It's just that he didn't ask.

These things, I think Li Fuyao will say first.

Sure enough, after Li Fuyao took a sip of wine, he smiled and said: "I'm just guessing, and I can't determine whether it's true or not, it's just that he panicked and was afraid, and he stabbed at me, only people with ghosts in their hearts will stab, since he slashed, I swords, and his swords are not as fast as my swords, so he died." ”

"There will be a new general after the Ten Thousand Tribulations, and it just so happens that that person is also my friend. ”

Li Fuyao smiled and looked at the scholar standing in the distance, there will be a new chief general after the Ten Thousand Tribulations, that person is not a bystander, but Wen Bailou, the old general of Chu State, although Chu State is a small country, but Wen Bailou is a general.

Some of the generals in this world are called handsome, and some are called generals.

Wen Bailou has both.

Charging into battle, he is a brave general, and when he deploys troops, he is a peerless marshal.

If the monks on the mountain are abandoned, the three dynasties will start attacking each other, and if the winner finally dominates the mountains and rivers, Wen Bailou must be a general that the three dynasties want.

This general is in Luoyang City.

This Wen Bailou, who has come out of the shadow of the destruction of the Chu State, is actually still willing to fight on the battlefield, this is something that is integrated into the blood, and he is unwilling to put it aside.

It's just that whether it's the Yanling border army or anything else, the weighty military positions are already famous.

Before Li Fuyao left Luoyang City, he chatted with Emperor Yanling and Wen Bailou.

The reason why he asked Xu Yan these things before was actually a little selfish, what if it happened.

The scholar suddenly asked: "Now that the Cloud Sage has issued a decree, saying that it is not allowed to provoke the swordsman without permission, if I kill you now, will it be regarded as violating the sage's decree and then be executed?"

The sage's decree says that it is not allowed to provoke the swordsman's lineage, then it also depends on who is right, if it is for Li Fuyao, a swordsman who can be called the first person in the younger generation of the swordsman's lineage, after killing, even if Chao Qingqiu is angry, the sage will probably let him resist his life, and he can use his life to resist Li Fuyao's life, no matter how you look at it, the three sects have earned.

After all, I don't know how many people believe that Li Fuyao will become a sword immortal one day.

Exchanging lives for lives seems to be equal, but in fact, the things inside are extremely complex.

Sometimes human life is really not the same as human life.

Li Fuyao said: "I took the initiative to provoke you, so you can kill me." ”

The truth is this truth, but it is difficult to say whether Chao Qingqiu and those swordsmen think so.

The scholar sighed and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, I will kill you." ”

Li Fuyao felt a little funny, "Everyone is Taiqing, why do you think you will definitely be able to kill me?"

Li Fuyao must not be a very proud person, but he will not be a person without a temper, especially after entering Taiqing, after Baiyu Town died under his sword Taiqing is no longer a minority, the realm of this scholar in front of him is extremely profound, and he should be the most advanced part of the people in the Taiqing realm, but no matter what, it is just Taiqing.

is also Taiqing, he Li Fuyao is still a swordsman, is it possible that he will be worse than him?

This is a question that is answered the same no matter who looks at it.

Li Fuyao stood up, threw the wine jug down from the city, and pressed the green silk on his waist.

"What's the good?"

If you can make a Taiqing Realm monk so confident, you can only say that he has some good things.

The scholar looked at Li Fuyao, and he didn't hide it, so he took out a knife from somewhere on his body.

The knife is bronze in color.

The shape is simple, and it looks very small when it is placed in the palm of his hand.

The scholar looked at Li Fuyao and said calmly, "I have a knife." ”

It's a blatant nonsense, you have a knife in your hand, and anyone can see it clearly.

Li Fuyao felt a little interesting, and replied, "I have a lot of swords." ”

This sentence is not nonsense, at least the scholar doesn't know that Li Fuyao has a lot of swords.

The scholar said with a smile: "Earlier, I heard that there was a master of the Dao Sect who combined the Dao Sect technique with the sword and found a unique way. ”

Li Fu shook his breath, and then the green silk on his waist hovered in front of him.

A faint sword intent was born.

The sword intent quickly became calm.

The reason is very simple, because the scholar opposite the bronze knife in his hand began to change slowly, and soon became no different from an ordinary long knife.

The scholar held the bronze knife, and the knife qi skyrocketed.

This sword intent, compared to Li Fuyao's sword intent, is not much more reckless.

Li Fuyao held the green silk, looked at the moonlight, and then handed a sword forward.

Will it be smoother to draw a sword under the moonlight, who can say clearly?

The scholar carried the bronze knife and strode forward, carrying the wind all the way, and there were many strange sounds, listening carefully, it was actually more like some kind of ...... Crying.

Before Li Fuyao approached, the scholar smiled and said, "The demon cultivator soul on this sword is no less than that on your sword." ”

Everyone knew that the swordsman was the place where other monks died, but this scholar didn't even think about it, so he stepped into this place of death, and he didn't know how confident he was to do these things.

Li Fuyao's face was solemn.

He looked at the sword light in the moonlight, and a trace of worry flashed across his face.

It's not that this sword light is a little bright, it's just that I vaguely feel that something is wrong.

In the rivers and lakes, swords and knives have always been mortal enemies, and in the mountains, it is impossible to say.

Because a swordsman who uses a sword, no matter what, is much better than a swordsman who uses a sword, in that case, how can it be said to be a sworn enemy?

This is a very real problem.

This scholar fought with a sword as a Confucian monk, and he should not be Li Fuyao's opponent.

In fact, it is also true.

At the same time as the first sword was handed out, Li Yanhui had already taken a few steps back, and the bronze knife in his hand, although it dissolved most of Li Fuyao's sword momentum, but the remaining sword momentum still made him suffer.

Li Fuyao held the green silk and said calmly: "I don't think this knife will pose any threat to me. ”

Some battles between monks will be very long, that is because the two sides are equal in strength, but some will be very short, and that is because the two sides are very different, such as now, it is very different.

Li Yan smiled back: "That's true. ”

He rubbed his cheeks and said, "In that case, why don't you do something else?"

Li Fuyao looked at him, and then looked into the distance, and on the city in the distance, there was one more Li Yanhui.

The two men glanced at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Then a moment later, another Li Yanhui appeared in the distance.

Three of them.

The news that Li Fuyao got was that there were two Taiqing and three Qingsi here.

Now it seems that it has to be three Taiqing.

In detail, one?

Li Fuyao looked at Li Yanhui and said, "You are a Confucian monk. ”

Li Yanhui shook his head and said, "All laws are the same." ”

He naturally knew what Li Fuyao wanted to say.

Li Fuyao rubbed his head, he never thought that he could see the Daomen's method of beheading three corpses in a Confucian monk.