Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 322 Great Sui Dragon Sparrow Sword

A sword!
The most powerful sword in China through the ages.

This is Li Chunfeng's last sword in Shenzhou.

This sword surpassed everything.

This sword, blooming light!
This sword gives people hope.

After this sword, Shenzhou ushered in the sun.

And this sword combined all the sword intents of Yang Dingxin and Li Chunfeng.

With this sword, the immortal soul disappeared, and a little light was born in the endless black hole exuding pure evil.

This sword split the void, and the sword transformed by Li Chunfeng disappeared, completely leaving the Divine Land.

Li Jianbai turned his head to look at the direction behind the sword, and said in a low voice: Senior.

And at the moment when Li Jianbai turned his head, Changsun ruthlessly turned into a flash, rushing into the cracks in the void, chasing the last trace of darkness, trying to catch it.

"Sentimental."

The boy shouted loudly and rushed forward.

But the indifferent and cold girl, no matter what, the speed increased and merged into the darkness.

The eldest grandson's way of love and ruthlessness has been improved again.

Forgetful, ruthless, heartless... Taishang Ruqing directly climbed to the second floor, reaching the state of ruthlessness.

Chang'an, Tang, the family, and even the entire Shenzhou are meaningless and emotionless to Changsun Youqing.

Perhaps only the last trace of darkness is her destination.

"Do not!!"

Li Jianbai shouted, a piercing roar.

But the absolutely cold and beautiful figure in front of her didn't feel any emotion, she directly merged the last ray of darkness into her body, and then buried her in the pitch-black crack.

"Sentimental!!"

Watching the figure disappear, Li Jianbai found that the white handkerchief in his arms had turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

At this moment, the Changsunhou's Mansion in Chang'an City also collapsed.

Therefore, some people say: People raise houses.

White plum blossoms grow on the branches of ice and snow, and lonely clouds and wild cranes wander in dreams.The pine wind and the bamboo shadows are clanging, and the humble house is empty.

Even if it is a dilapidated thatched house, as long as there are people to live in, it will not collapse all the year round despite the wind and snow.

And houses without people, even palaces and halls, will be overgrown with weeds, and eventually become haunted houses and empty cities, which will collapse and be destroyed without a gust of wind.

After this day.

The lineage of the eldest grandson has been completely reduced to history.

After this day.

It is regrettable and owed to the eldest grandson.

Its daybreak.

All doors are open.

Everybody get up.

Everyone took to the street.

This night was too long, too long.

But when it is dawn for everyone, it is dark for some people.

Just like Li Bianbai, it was completely dark.

"what!!"

Li Jianbai roared loudly, no matter how sharp the sword in his hand is, at this moment, the boy completely abandoned the sword!

Yang Dingxin, who had no cultivation base, looked at the abandoned famous sword and couldn't say anything in his heart.

He is the sword god of the sword sect, he is a mythical swordsman, he hates others insulting the sword, and he can't bear any disrespect for the sword.

But Yang Dingxin deeply understood how much the heart of the young man in front of him hurts at this moment.

"Sometimes, the sword is too sharp, and you still hurt yourself in the end." Yang Dingxin struggled to get up, and it was extremely difficult for him to walk, having lost all his cultivation.

Yang Dingxin not only lost his cultivation base, but also lost his sword.

Now Yang Dingxin has become a useless person, but no matter what, he has gained a lot in this battle.

The sun shines and warms the world.

But it couldn't warm the hearts of the three people on the field.

Yuan Daogang was seriously injured, but he was the lightest one in comparison, and he also walked with difficulty.

Clean up the chaotic and dilapidated surroundings as much as possible, this is the academy, this is the back mountain, and it is his responsibility to protect this place.

Yang Dingxin walked to Li Jianbai's side step by step with difficulty.

"Boy, the last thing you should do at this time is to put down the sword in your hand." As he spoke, Yang Dingxin easily pulled out the Taichu that was stuck obliquely on the ground.

But Li Jianbai lost his heart in grief, his eyes were red and lost his mind, his whole body was powerless and lost his soul, he couldn't listen to any words.

The whole person and soul are trapped in endless closure.

The young man stared blankly at the huge deep pit left by the sword, looked at all the emptiness and chaos, and scanned everything crazily and numbly.

But, nothing...

Senior is gone, Li Jiangong is gone, and she is gone...

In an instant, the boy felt that his sky had collapsed.

In an instant, Li Jianbai's blood was withered.

In an instant, his cultivation level dropped and his white hair turned into black hair.

In an instant, the whole person aged seven or eighty years.

Because at this moment, Li Jianbai was walking against the sky, all the power was poured into his left eye.

Live to see people, die to see corpses!
this moment.

Li Jianbai's life span was constantly overdrawn, and at the cost of Yangshou and his soul, all of it was poured into his left eye, hoping to find traces of his senior and her.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Li Jian's white hair was flying, and his whole body was like a rotten old man, with an old and rotten air permeating his whole body.

at last.

Li Jianbai found a trace.

That crack in the void, in that extreme darkness.

Their last breath is not in Shenzhou.

"Stop it." Yang Dingxin said softly, and patted the young man's shoulder with one hand: "They all left Shenzhou."

Hearing this sentence, Li Jianbai combined what he saw with his left eye, and immediately turned his head, saying: "Senior, Senior Sword God, you said...they, are they still alive? They just left Shenzhou?"

Yang Dingxin frowned, and said against his will, "Yes."

"Leaving Shenzhou, where did it go? The pure land of the spiritual world? Or other states?"

Yang Dingxin took a deep breath and didn't know what to say. He pointed to Yuan Daogang who was shaking and cleaning the mess in the academy not far away, and said, "Daokui should know better than me."

Yuan Daogang heard the conversation between the two, and came with a broom: "Just now, Li Chunfeng's last sword surpassed the power that the laws of heaven and earth in Shenzhou can bear at this moment, and cracks appeared in the void, which can be regarded as shattering the void."

"So, the senior and the seventh younger brother entered the crack and void? Left Shenzhou?"

"It should be." Yang Ding said vaguely.

Li Jianbai's face was constantly changing, and he asked anxiously: "Then, what about Youqing? What's going on with her?"

"The evil god left the origin of evil on her body. It is estimated that the evil god wanted to use the eldest grandson Youqing to block the sword, or some other means."

Hearing this, Li Jianbai's face was complicated and anxious, and he said without thinking: "I'm going to find them, I'm going to find them."

"Seniors, what can I do?" Li Jianbai was caught in his own demonic barrier and obsessed with his inner obsession.

Yang Dingxin and Yuan Daogang looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Seniors, I beg you." The young man knelt down directly, his head was covered with white hair, his whole body was skinny, and his life force continued to drop.

The current Li Jianbai is like a dying man, like a dying person.

"You are not qualified now, unless you pick up the sword first." Yang Dingxin handed his Dragon Sparrow Sword to Li Jianbai.

But the boy hesitated for a moment, feeling very conflicted in his heart.

"Boy, take it. This is not for you, but for you to use first. When you have a chance to meet Li Chunfeng in the future, tell him that this sword is his."

A dragon-shaped sharp sword was horizontally above Li Bianbai's head.

"Yes." Li Jianbai took the Dragon Bird Sword solemnly with both hands!
Just like that, the boy raised the sword again with a cold heart.

(End of this chapter)