That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 187
Li Qinglian sneered and said: "Your Excellency is really a big tone, but it opened the little girl's eyes."

Liu Fu stroked Xueyun's short blade lightly with one hand, and said flatly: "I know you are from the Sword Sect, and I also know that you are Zhang Xueyao's disciple. I definitely can't offend Zhang Xueyao, but my master is not afraid, after all, the sword The sect master, Gongsun Zhongmou, is dead, and without the man who supports the sect, the current Jianzong is just a group of orphans and widowed mothers, who can only be bullied by others."

Li Qinglian was angry at first, and then felt a sense of sadness. Could it be that the current Jianzong has reached such a point?Is everyone wanting to climb on the top of the head and domineering, if Murong Xuanyin, the big devil, makes a move in person, the entire Jianzong will not be swallowed alive by him?
Li Qinglian took a deep breath, tried her best to remain calm and said, "I'm going to chop off your head today."

Liu Fu laughed loudly at first, and then said grimly: "Just because you are a little ghost and fairyland? After I capture you later, I hope you can still be so sharp."

Before Liu Fu came, he had already made preparations and plans to do something. After all, he had heard about Li Qinglian's temperament. She was not the kind of woman who could be bluffed with a few words.

Before the words were finished, Liu Fu had moved negligently, leaving a fading afterimage on the spot, and he came to Li Qinglian in an instant, with the snow cloud in his hand stabbing Li Qinglian's wrist mercilessly.

Li Qinglian is worthy of being the proud disciple taught by Zhang Xueyao herself. With a touch of her palm, a long sword with a clear blade and rippling like autumn water and blue waves appeared out of thin air, and blocked the knife at a critical moment.

The swords collided, and a series of air ripples rippled in the surrounding air.

Li Qinglian, who had suffered a small loss, took a step back, but Liu Fu took advantage of the situation and pushed forward. A short blade transformed into thousands of sword shadows in a square inch, layer upon layer, and even Liu Fu's figure was shattered. They are completely covered.

Li Qinglian only felt that there were shadows of swords in all directions, with clumsy left and right branches, and after barely blocking the shadows of swords, she also suffered three more knife wounds on her body.

The injury wasn't serious, but it made Li Qinglian's mentality impetuous. In order to get back the disadvantage, she directly used the sword thirteen swords without hesitation. In this small meditation room, the sword energy instantly filled every corner.

Nuguan's complexion changed, she reached out and grabbed Xu Beiyou's skirt, slammed into the wall, and pulled him out of the meditation room.After the female crown waved away the smoke and dust, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the young master of Jianzong still looked like he had nothing to do with him, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

If that's all, it's fine, but this Jiahua still said sarcastic words, "The realm of ghosts and immortals is not bad, but in terms of your current status, if you are placed in the Taoist sect, you must be in the realm of human immortals. After all, it is still the realm of Jianzong." The background is incomparable to Taoism."

Nuguan wished to throw this hateful guy back into the meditation room where the sword energy was raging, and then asked him, is your ghost fairy realm worthy of the identity of the young master of Jianzong?

In the meditation room, Liu Fu finally felt relieved when he saw the behavior of Nuguan and Xu Beiyou. The two were in the realm of ghosts and immortals, which were not as good as Li Qinglian.

The long sword in Li Qinglian's hand is called Autumn Water. At this time, against the background of Jian Thirteen's sword energy, layers of waves are rippling, as if the autumn wind is wrinkling the clear water. Following Li Qinglian's sword point, the sword energy and green light gushes out together, with great momentum, It seems that the great river is going east and west.

The whole meditation room was crumbling under the residual power of this sword.

It's just that this sword hit Liu Fu's chest. He knew very well that in a fight with a sect disciple like Zhang Xueyao, the only thing he could rely on was his superior realm and years of experience in fighting. Even if it is a fight across the border, it is not unavoidable. Since Li Qinglian said that she would cut off her head, it is likely that she will not be aimless, and the master has specifically stated that her life should not be hurt. If Liu Fu is not good, she will really hurt the killer. Invisibly, there were many constraints, so he had to use some tricky methods.

Jian Shisan's sword energy rushed past Liu Fu's foothold, without being blocked at all, and Liu Fu's whole body was shattered inch by inch.

afterimage.

Li Qinglian's expression changed, she knew that she had fallen for this old fellow, and just as she was about to retreat, Liu Fu appeared beside her sideways, piercing the snow cloud in her hand.

After being startled, Li Qinglian stabilized her mind, held the sword in one hand, and pinched the sword formula with the other. Her whole body turned like a huge spinning top, and countless sword qi shot out from her body, covering all directions.

Different from the gold and stone qi of the four-nine platinum sword qi, the inanimate sword qi cultivated by Li Qinglian is like the dark wind in the middle of the night, silent and unpredictable.

Countless sword qi burst out suddenly, each one was Wusheng sword qi, and in the blink of an eye, sword nets were formed around Li Qinglian's body. No matter which direction Liu Fu attacked, he had to face Wusheng, which ordinary monks could not avoid. Sword Qi, once the Wusheng Sword Qi enters the body, it will be a gangrene of the bones, and it will never die.

Seeing this scene, Xu Beiyou's eyes lit up. This move is not the sword style in Sword 36, but a new sword style derived from Sword [-]. It seems that this junior sister is not just a flicker. vase.

Facing this sword, even Liu Fu, who had gone through countless bloody battles, showed a dignified and dark expression for the first time, and did not dare to strike rashly, for fear of being contaminated with the slightest bit of inanimate sword energy. The clouds moved, all sides attacked, Zhang Xueyao met the enemy with Wusheng Sword Qi, and I don't know how many people ended up in a situation where life would be worse than death. Since Li Qinglian has Zhang Xueyao's true biography, this Wusheng Sword Qi is naturally very difficult.

Liu Fu made up his mind to avoid his sharp edge, so he floated and retreated. Seeing that Li Qinglian had no intention of pursuing him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly.

Liu Fu said hesitantly: "I overestimated you. It turns out that you can use this sword to release it or not, and it is difficult for it to last. Is there any other way, little girl? If not, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

Li Qinglian gritted her teeth and did not speak. The sword just now consumed more than half of the energy in her body, creating a killing formation that could seriously injure the immortal realm, but Liu Fu didn't make a move, so she wasted all the energy in her body Now, let her fight to the death with Liu Fu, who has almost no loss, and she doesn't even have the confidence to die.

Li Qinglian subconsciously looked at Xu Beiyou outside the door, but she was terribly disappointed the next moment. She saw Xu Beiyou standing with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent.

Before she could think any more, Liu Fu's figure moved again suddenly, and came to Li Qinglian's body, with a snow cloud in his hand resting on her snow-white chin, he calmly said, "General."

Li Qinglian's face turned white instantly.

Now that the winning ticket was in his hands, Liu Fu felt a little leisurely, and said with a smile, "Just now, it would be nice to be obedient, but if you insist on shouting and killing, it seems that the master needs to teach him a lot."

Liu Fu was about to appreciate the miserable look of this little beauty when he suddenly saw Li Qinglian staring behind him with wide-eyed eyes, her face full of shock.

Years of fighting experience made Liu Fu not choose to turn back, but directly rushed forward.

But still a step too late.

A palm was already pressed on the back of his heart, and the so-called invincible Four Nine Platinum Sword Qi exploded suddenly.

Blood splattered.

Liu Fu didn't care about Li Qinglian, he jumped up from the ground and smashed through the roof, about to escape.

Xu Beiyou glanced at the blood on his five fingers, and whispered to himself, "Can I escape?"

Just outside the meditation room, the sky was filled with sword shadows at some point, all pointing to the roof of the meditation room.When Liu Fu rushed out of the meditation room, the shadow of the sword fell like rain in an instant.

Liu Fu's castration inevitably came to a sudden stop, and he had no choice but to brandish the sword shadows in the snow cloud in his hand.

At this moment, Liu Fu's heart was filled with a horrified thought, when did this young man who was not in his eyes cast so many sword shadows?
It was also his last thought.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou appeared behind Liu Fu, his hands were like swords, deeply piercing his armpit.

Such an injury is nothing to a person in the Immortal Realm, it can only be said to be a skin trauma, not even comparable to the knife wound Liu Fu left on Li Qinglian.

However, it was these two wounds that killed Liu Fu, and the two subtle but superior murderous sword qi entered his body along the wounds, instantly extinguishing all his vitality.

Destruction.

Li Qinglian and Nuguan couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes. They saw Liu Fu falling from the sky, smashing down the crumbling meditation room, stirring up countless dust, and never being able to get up again.

A person from the Immortal Realm died just like that?And he died at the hands of a ghost fairy.

From the beginning to the end, Xu Beiyou did not draw his sword.

(End of this chapter)