Today's Qingtian City is in tatters.

But in fact, the most serious thing is not that this city is about to be broken, but the Chongguang Demon Monarch who has lost his head and another lifeless Mountain Shaking Demon Monarch.

The long street was silent, and only the sound of Li Fuyao panting could be heard.

This young man in a green shirt, the sword qi has been collected from his body, and everyone can see that this sword immortal is now at the end of the strong crossbow, but the few big demons who are alive have not made a move.

Bi Fang Old Ancestor didn't want to come in the first place, if it wasn't for the Demon Ancestor's order, he would definitely not appear here, as for the Fengquan Demon Monarch and the only surviving Pingnan Demon Monarch.

Fengquan Demon Monarch has been able to gain a foothold in the demon land for so many years, in addition to the fact that the realm is not low, but also because he is really good at judging the situation.

Now that Li Fuyao is like this, although it is impossible to really kill the Quartet, it is still the same sentence, before he falls, there is a high probability that he will take away another big demon.

As for whether this big demon is his Fengquan or Pingnan, or the Bifang Old Ancestor, it is not clear.

It's just that things can't go on like this, and if something happens later, it's hard to say.

Among the three, Bi Fang Old Ancestor's injury was the lightest, but it was absolutely impossible for him to come out at this moment, so the remaining two, Fengquan Demon Monarch and Pingnan Demon Monarch, were all thinking.

Fengquan Demon Monarch smiled, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "The predecessor fought against Qingtianjun before, and the injury was too serious, so let's rest." ”

Ping Nan glanced at him, put away his contempt for the Fengquan Demon Monarch in the past, and looked at him so seriously for the first time.

"Feng Quan, he may not be able to kill you. ”

Pingnan Demon Monarch looked at Fengquan and saw him off.

Feng Quan glanced at Youli in the distance and began to stride forward.

The majestic demonic aura starts at the end of the long street.

Seeing this scene, Li Fuyao slowly straightened up, the red dust was slowly pulled out of the long street by him, he reached out to wipe the blood and tears in his eyes, and then tore off a piece of his shirt and tied his hair.

Blood flowed slowly down the back of his head and down his back, then to the earth.

Li Fu shook the horizontal sword in his chest, remembering that when he practiced swords, his uncle Liu Yibai had made him a lot of wooden swords, and then in the sword box he gave him, there were still words such as heaven and earth, although the world was big, I only had a sword.

It's just that a few years ago, Li Fuyao practiced swords just to take revenge, he was not a real swordsman, and he didn't have that kind of ease, and after going so far, he felt that he was almost a real swordsman.

Until later.

People always move forward step by step, but no one knows where the end will be.

Maybe it's today.

Looking at the Fengquan Demon Monarch in front of him, Li Fuyao took a step forward, and the sword path of this life is all in this sword.

Although the world is big, it is only a sword.

The snow-white sword light flashed through the long street, but it failed to fall on the body of the Fengquan Demon Monarch.

That sword light started from the long street, but it was facing a sword handed out by Youli.

That sword had the power of the sea, which caught Demon Li off guard, and in a panic, he could only retreat.

The majestic demonic aura dispersed, blocking a snowstorm, but it was only for a while, not for a lifetime.

With this retreat, you can only let go of Qinghuai.

Li Fuyao hugged Qinghuai, but was hit in the back by Feng Quan's punch, and the whole person fell forward.

Spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Dyed red with snow, Demon Li was in the distance, and a majestic demonic aura hit Li Fuyao.

It seems that such Li Fuyao is no longer the slightest threat.

The face that had long been bloodless, only a blood-stained face, was facing Qinghuai like this.

Li Fuyao looked at her, wanting to wipe the hand full of blood on his clothes, but remembered that his clothes were also full of blood, and finally he could only wipe it in the snow on the long street, so he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Qinghuai's eyes.

Looking at the girl he liked in front of him, Li Fuyao said bitterly: "At first, I thought that after practicing the sword, you would not be bullied, but later I found out that this was just a fantasy, so I thought again, if you become a sword immortal, it should be fine, you see, now, it still doesn't work." ”

When he said this, I don't know why, Li Fuyao felt extremely aggrieved, this feeling was like the feeling when he climbed Sword Mountain, but failed to become a disciple of Sword Mountain, and the ancestor gave him a lantern to let him go down the mountain alone.

At that time, he also felt aggrieved, feeling that he had failed to become a disciple of Sword Mountain, and most of the time he would not be able to fulfill what he said before in the future.

At that time, he comforted himself that he still had a chance.

And what about this time?

What can you say and do?

Qinghuai swallowed the blood in his mouth and smiled: "It's actually very good, I was worried that I couldn't accompany you for a lifetime, you are a sword immortal, you can live for a long, long time, now it's okay, let's go like this for a lifetime, it's actually quite good." ”

This was supposed to be a comforting word, but it sounded like it could only be described in four words: sincerity.

Perhaps it's because these are extremely sincere words.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly: "It's just that I died like this, and I'm sorry for many people." ”

Qinghuai nodded, agreeing with such a statement.

Life is between heaven and earth, there will naturally be many sorry people, but Li Fuyao is sorry for the people, it will be more important.

Li Fuyao lay on Qinghuai's body, feeling that he was gradually weak, and there was no way to die compared to dying with the girl he liked.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and many people suddenly appeared in front of Li Fuyao's eyes.

There was a woman dressed in gray cloth and holding a sword Xiaoxue, standing in front of a certain ruined temple, looking at him, and said contemptuously: "Li Fuyao, what's the matter, I'm going to die so soon? Have you become the most invincible sword immortal in this world?"

After saying this, the woman turned and walked away, not stopping for a moment.

Then it was a man in a green shirt, with the unsheathed long sword weed hanging from his waist, holding a wine gourd in one hand, raising his head and taking a sip of wine, and then smiled: "Li Fuyao, you can die, but you die like this, but you are not romantic at all." ”

After saying this, he also disappeared.

Then there was the middle-aged man with the short sword, who stood in front of Li Fuyao, just looking at him and not saying anything.

After laughing, he disappeared.

After these three.

A white-robed Chao Fengchen appeared, he raised his hand and pointed to the distance, and said with a smile: "Li Fuyao, great mountains and rivers, how many have you seen? If these places are trampled on by outsiders one day, shouldn't you come forward? You have to leave now, what are you doing so fast?"

Li Fuyao wanted to reply, but before he could speak, Chao Fengchen dissipated.

The next person in front of him was a woman.

The woman stood in front of the window of a certain bamboo building, looking out of the window, and after a long time, she turned her head and saw Li Fuyao, and shouted with a smile, "Childe." ”

As soon as the picture turned, an old man appeared next, he was sitting cross-legged on the sword mountain, with a horizontal sword on his lap, and the old thing was lying quietly in the old man's arms, silent.

This old man is not the ancestor Xu Lone, who else can he be?

He raised his eyes to look at Li Fuyao and laughed softly: "Little Fuyao, if you're tired, just rest." ”

The old ancestor looked very kind.

Li Fuyao muttered, "Old Ancestor. ”

Old Ancestor Xu Lin smiled and said: "Revitalizing the swordsman lineage is a great god, and protecting the world is also a big deal, but if you can't do it, you can't do it, so you don't have to feel sorry for anyone." ”

In the final analysis, Li Fuyao was just a child in the eyes of the old ancestor Xu Lone.

He could have given Jianshan to Wu Shanhe in order to make Li Fuyao have no burden, but now he naturally won't blame this little guy for anything.

Li Fuyao blamed himself very much at the moment.

Ancestor Xu Lin was one of the people who treated him best.

He didn't feel like he was what Xu Lin wanted him to be.

He felt guilty.

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand tremblingly, but the figure of the old ancestor had already dissipated.

After that, a woman in a white dress appeared in front of her.

With a lot of peach blossoms.

It's autumn, where do the peach blossoms come from?

Li Fuyao didn't care about this, he only felt that it was his own nonsense.

The woman in the white dress stood in front of him, and at first she didn't say a word, and then she whispered, "I didn't think you would die like this." ”

Li Fuyao thought to himself, in fact, he didn't think that he would die like this.

But now it's like this, there's really nothing you can do.

Demon Li is still such a heyday of the big demon, and there are two big demons and three big demons over there.

What could he do?

"I seem to be really useless. ”

Li Fuyao's voice was like a mosquito, and I don't know who could hear it.

But the woman in the white dress heard it, and she said softly, "You are very good, Li Fuyao." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to die. ”

Li Fuyao smiled and just said goodbye silently.

But only a moment later, he heard a voice.

......

......

"This person's name is Li Fuyao, he can be injured or killed, but he can only be injured and can only die in my hands, no one else!"

"The man I Ye Shengge likes, whoever moves, who dies!"

It's too loud, it's loud and it's loud in the world!

Let the snow be all for a while.

When the last sentence came out, it had already sent a chill to all the people present.

The woman who was famous for her blood and talent looked at Youli with a cold look in her eyes, and she did not hide her killing intent.

That year, when she was in Autumn Wind Town, Li Fuyao asked her what she liked besides practicing.

She said peach blossoms.

Then Li Fuyao said, "Gone?"

She said there was.

And what else, she didn't say before.

Now she's telling the whole world.

She also likes Li Fuyao.

This is her, a Dao species, an indispensable man in life, and her importance far exceeds that of Liang Yi and Ye Sheng.

When she was flipping through the books in the Ascending Tower, she said that this time you are here to find the woman you like, so I won't come to help you.

You come to the woman you like, I don't stop you, and I don't help.

But what if you die here?

I wouldn't be happy.

That's why I'm here.

From Shenxie Mountain to Qingtian City, how many miles?

The distance between me and you is more than ten thousand miles.

Still is.

A stone's throw away.