The city of Xiaoyuan was already full of wind and snow, and those sword intents were pressing those golden lights, no matter how you looked at it, it was only a matter of time before Chen Sheng was defeated.

It's scary.

No one would have thought that the Sword Monarch who had been trapped here for thousands of years would have such a powerful ability to get out of trouble with one move, those sword qi full of sharp meaning, like maggots on the tarsal bones, I don't know when, they have all surrounded Chen Sheng's side, originally according to this trend, the next thing is the last time of the battle between Chen Sheng and Jian Jun, the difference between victory and defeat, and the difference between life and death is at the end.

But no one expected that a book would appear in Xiaoyuan City at this moment.

Seeing the book appear in the night sky, Li Fuyao raised his head, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, beside him, the old sword cultivator also looked at the book, and said in surprise: "What is this?"

"It's a book. ”

Li Fuyao looked at the night sky, calm and terrifying, "This is the Confucian Heavenly Book of the Confucian sage Master Zhou." ”

There are many monks' magic weapons in this world that may be books, but with this power and so much golden light, it can only be that book, and it can only be that person.

The significance of Zhou Fuzi in this world is very important, so there are many readers who have used a lot of thick and colorful brushwork to depict that person, but that person is in the clouds, not many people can see it, and those ordinary readers naturally can't see it, so in those depictions, it is mostly imagination, and there is not much reality.

But Master Zhou is Master Zhou, even if the depiction is not very real, it is Master Zhou, and absolutely no one dares to despise him.

Even if there were, that person left the world.

Old Sword Cultivator was not a stupid old man, he didn't have the slightest silence when he heard this, but his expression was incredulous, "Even that saint is here, what kind of person is this Sword Monarch?"

Li Fuyao didn't speak, but thought silently in his heart, how could a sword immortal who could almost be compared to Xin Jianxian back then, be an ordinary person?

"I hope this Sword Monarch senior can live. ”

After saying this, Li Fuyao was about to leave with the sword box on his back, if it was said that Chen Sheng was in Xiaoyuan City before, Li Fuyao was not in a hurry, it was because of the presence of the Sword Monarch, but at this time, Master Zhou came here, obviously to achieve the two saints to join forces, in such a situation, the Sword Monarch may have no chance of winning.

This Sword Monarch, no matter how wonderful his cultivation is, he can't compare with Chao Qingqiu back then, since he can't compare, he naturally has no chance of winning.

Li Fuyao really wanted to see what the final outcome would be, but once the Sword Monarch was defeated, he was very likely to be killed by the two saints, so Li Fuyao had to leave here.

He glanced at the sky.

He took the sword box on his back and walked out of the city.

At the end of the street was the sword intent of the Sword Monarch, because these sword intents were not aimed at Li Fuyao, so Li Fuyao walked in it, although he also felt a little stinging, but it would definitely not be too difficult.

The Sword Monarch was in the clouds, and the sea of clouds had already been cut out of one ravine after another by the sword qi.

His face was a little pale, but he still looked so calm.

"Run for what?"

Jian Jun said something to Xiaoyuan City.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to beat it. ”

Li Fuyao couldn't help but reply.

Zhou Fuzi fell in the distance, did not look down at Xiaoyuan City, a figure like him, regardless of status or realm, is one of the highest group of people, naturally he will not make a move against a little monk in the twilight realm, no matter how high that person's talent is, no matter how great the impact on the future situation of mountains and rivers, Zhou Fuzi will not make a casual move.

The opponent of Canghai is naturally also Canghai.

The Confucian book burst out with golden light one after another, and this Confucian saint didn't have the slightest nonsense, so he took out countless means.

There are already two sword immortals in this world, Ye Changting and Liu Xiang, and one more is unacceptable to both Daomen and Confucianism.

Since it is unacceptable, this cannot be allowed to happen.

Jian Jun carried Wan Zhangchang, looked at the talisman and the book of heaven, and did not speak, the battle between the sea could not be solved in words.

Just a moment later, sword light appeared again in the sea of clouds, passing from somewhere until it landed on the talisman, like a comet, which was very dazzling.

At the same time, some snowflakes are falling in the clouds.

The chill and the sword intent were in it.

A golden thundercloud appeared behind Zhou Fuzi, and there was even golden lightning in it, looking like a golden python shuttling through the clouds, I don't know when it will rush over and bite someone.

The majestic qi machine had already filled the sea of clouds, and the corners of the Sword Monarch's clothes had already been shattered.

Those falling strips of cloth, but they encountered some snowflakes in mid-air, and returned to the corners of the Sword Monarch's clothes.

It's just that there are small golden lines in the middle.

It looks like it's trimmed with gold.

The ten thousand zhang long light in the sword monarch's hand was great, and the sword qi swept away in an instant, and countless majestic sword qi tore a sea of clouds in an instant, and it was only in an instant that the talisman was cut off.

Chen Sheng's ghost painting talisman is both a talisman and a magic weapon, and it has never been cut off, even if it was Chao Qingqiu at the beginning, he has never cut it off with a sword, but today he was cut open by the sword of the Sword Monarch.

It is true that the Sword Monarch is one of the few sword immortals in this world, but how can he be so powerful?

Chen Sheng lost his mind for a short time.

But at this moment when Chen Sheng lost his mind, the golden python behind Zhou Fuzi frantically frantically rushed to the Sword Monarch, although many giant pythons were strangled by the Sword Monarch's sword intent halfway, but there were still a considerable number of giant pythons that still swept through the big net woven with sword intent and fell behind the Sword Monarch.

The golden light illuminated the Sword Lord's white clothes.

If someone looked closely, they could see that there was some blood on the Sword Monarch's white clothes.

This is a wound left by the previous Great War.

Those golden pythons crashed into the Sword Lord.

Master Zhou took back the Confucian book and soon arrived in front of the Sword Monarch.

With the Confucian Book of Heaven in his hand, Master Zhou's expression was very indifferent, "Since you don't belong to this era, why do you want to keep it?"

As he spoke, Master Zhou's hand was already about to be imprinted on the chest of the Sword Monarch, and there were countless golden lights in that hand, as well as countless avenue breaths, which was a blow from Master Zhou, but I was afraid that it would not be so easy to take it.

Jian Jun's long hair had already been blown up, he raised his head to look at Master Zhou, and said coldly: "The swordsman is dead in front of him, is it possible that there is no such statement now?"

As he spoke, the sword intent between heaven and earth was all condensed, converging in front of the Sword Monarch, and from a distance, it seemed as if there was a giant sword, born from the clouds, and the tip of that giant sword was facing the back of Master Zhou!