As soon as the word broke, the sword in front of Meng Jin swept out, the stegosaurus was very large, and this sword looked very small.

One big and one small.

It's very small when you look at it.

But at the same time as this sword swept out, Li Fuyao knew that his stegosaurus was about to disperse, and the stegosaurus was about to disperse.

So in just an instant, he lifted the sword in his hand and swept it from a distance, the green silk sword dragged out a long ravine on the ground, the two swords of Mingyue and Cao Wanqing also followed, and the two swords that broke through the air swept far in the air, ahead of Meng Jin before Li Fuyao, Mingyue and Cao Wanqing were both first-class swords in the world, but after arriving in front of Meng Jin, it was difficult to move forward, the sword body was instantly curved, and the arc was so large that people had to wonder if this sword was going to be broken on the spot, but the good thing was that before these two swords really looked bad, Li Fuyao's sword arrived in front of Meng Jin。

Meng Jin stretched out his hand to hold the green silk sword.

Holding the long sword with one hand, Meng Jin's palm was dripping with blood, and only a moment later, Meng Jin's other hand put his fingers together and pointed at Li Fuyao's lower abdomen, countless majestic sword qi poured in from here, Li Fuyao was like a heavy blow, and the whole person bowed like a prawn.

Meng Jin's face did not change, he looked at this young man with a painful look on his face, was silent for a moment, and then said, "I didn't want to kill you, but who is a teacher who is willing to kill a disciple with such a talent as himself?"

"But you still have to die compared to me living. ”

Meng Jin said a lot today, the old master of the Sword Mountain smiled, those two fingers sucked Li Fuyao tightly, and then looked at each other calmly.

If nothing else, the ancient sword that broke the stegosaurus would come back and pierce Li Fuyao through the chest with a sword.

Li Fuyao didn't speak, at this time, it was a very critical juncture, even if he wanted to speak, he had to weigh a few points.

Just behind Li Fuyao, the ancient sword that had been swept out before swept back at this moment, and it was aimed at Li Fuyao's back.

At this moment, it seems that the situation has become the most dangerous situation.

Li Fuyao took a deep breath, "When I was in Beihai, I encountered an incident at the bottom of the river somewhere, and my ancestor definitely didn't know about it. ”

At this moment, the sword was coming this way, and Meng Jin asked casually: "You have encountered a lot of adventures, but you don't know what this one is." ”

Li Fuyao smiled and said: "Six thousand years ago, there was a sword immortal called Wan Qi, he crisscrossed the mountains and rivers by relying on a sword method, the sword method is to be able to command many swords, this is the secret method of the sword immortal, after his death, this secret method has been lost, but after this I learned." ”

Meng Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the two hanging long swords, his face changed slightly, he had thought about what secret method Li Fuyao had with so many swords, but he had never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think that this was the 10,000-foot sword method.

You must know that the sword immortal was a peerless sword immortal who was enough to fight with Liu Xiang back then, and his realm was far more wonderful than that of other sword immortals.

This sword immortal is also highly respected in the records of Sword Mountain.

Meng Jin sneered, "Even so, so what?"

Even so, so what?

You Li Fuyao is now in a dead end, even if there are so many secret methods, what is it.

Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Then does the ancestor know how many swords I can resist?"

Meng Jin faintly felt that something was wrong.

How many swords can you resist?

"After removing the bright moon and the grass getting green, Sword Nineteen is now in Ye Sheng's demon suppression bowl, when he fought in Xiaoyuan City, the disciple and Ye Sheng had a battle of life and death!"

Meng Jin's face changed again and again, he looked at Li Fuyao, the meaning in his eyes was very clear, that is what are you talking nonsense?!

Who is Ye Sheng, that is the Cloud Saint, is the Dao Sect Master, how can you be able to match such a Dawn and Twilight Realm?

Li Fuyao said again: "I have four swords, except for those three, the last one is called Xunxian!"

Seek the Immortal Sword!

Meng Jin faintly felt familiar, and before he could think of this sword, he saw that at Li Fuyao's cuffs, a short sword broke through the cuffs and came out, extremely sharp, with an absolutely sharp sword aura swept towards his chest!

That is the Immortal Sword, which is Li Fuyao's fourth sword!

This is still a fairy sword!

After the original Sword Immortal Xin Tomb ascended, the only thing left in the world was this sword.

Li Fuyao withdrew a hand with difficulty, held the hilt of the sword before it fell to Meng Jin's chest, and then stabbed the sword into Meng Jin's chest.

Li Fuyao said indifferently: "Since the ancestor wants my life, then I have to ask the ancestor to die first!"

In the words, indifference is full of meaning!

If Meng Jin only wanted to be the head of the Sword Mountain, Li Fuyao could still be his ancestor, but Meng Jin had murderous intentions towards him at the moment, then Li Fuyao would no longer regard Meng Jin as his ancestor, but as an opponent.

In the face of opponents, Li Fuyao has always been like this.

The majestic sword qi burst out along the tip of the Immortal Sword, and soon invaded Meng Jin's eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally completely shattered Meng Jin's internal organs and spiritual mansion, and Meng Jin's vitality gradually lost.

This climbing swordsman was in front of Li Fuyao, and a sense of powerlessness gradually came up.

Meng Jin looked down at the Immortal Sword on his chest, and then laughed at himself: "It turned out to be an Immortal Sword,"

It turned out to be a fairy sword.

There are too many things that happened today, and there are many things that Meng Jin has not thought about.

He never thought that Li Fuyao would be able to have the combat power to ascend the realm, nor did he think that one day, Li Fuyao would have a fairy sword in his hand.

There will be a fairy sword.

The fairy sword was still resting on his chest.

This is likely to be the only immortal sword in this world.

Meng Jin sighed: "Your luck is really good. ”

Li Fuyao didn't speak, he could feel that Meng Jin's sword had fallen on his back.

Meng Jin said: "It turns out that I am still old. ”

There was too much helplessness in this sentence, and an emotion called nostalgia appeared in Meng Jin's eyes, and he said before he slowly fell down: "This world should belong to you young people." ”

Saying this, Meng Jin fell.

Didn't close your eyes.

It's like I want to see this world again.

In this world, he has been in this world for too long, but he really hasn't stayed enough.

With Meng Jin dead, the sword fell to the ground.

Li Fuyao also sat down.

In this battle, he really spent too much energy, and naturally he also spent too much in his body, and he finally couldn't stand at this moment.

He pulled out the Immortal Seeking Sword with difficulty, and then smiled.

The two swords of Grass Growing Green and Mingyue lost their traction and fell to the ground.

At this time, it was dark.

Starlight appeared in the canopy again.