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Chapter 65

"The flowers are like riding on colorful clouds and climbing to the blue sky." Lei Wujie sang in a deep voice.

Lei Wujie suddenly drew a sword and shook his finger at Li Hanyi: "The first sword, passed down by the sword immortal, Yuexi and Huachen."

The mountain peaks are howling, no flowers fly, no moonlight sweeping down, this time this sword is clear and clean, clean and clean. But although there are no flowers and no moon, there is a flower meaning and a moon shadow!

This sword is so gorgeous!

Lei Wujie attacked with a sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared on the sword. This was the fourth time he used this sword, and this time the sword intent had a sword spirit of a sword fairy.

Li Hanyi nodded slightly, with his fingers gently hooked, and the iron horse Glacier deshewned out. He shouted softly: "Fall!" The iron horse Glacier sword slashed down with one sword, shattering Lei Wujie's flower intention, piercing his moonlight, and attacking with the chill between the mountains. The sound was vast, and the sword energy was like a wild horse trampling through the wasteland, rushing towards Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie stood with the sword, without taking a step back, and the collar of his right hand was torn to pieces. He kept silent and held the Tingyu Sword in his hand tightly.

"The flowers are light and the willows are soft and the wind is soft, just like last year. The dew is red and the smoke is green, and all the crazy love is fighting the spring early." Lei Wujie took a step back, pulled a sword flower, and then made another sword.

"The second sword, passed down by the sword immortal, is red and green in dew." Lei Wujie pointed his sword towards the sky.

He had seen this sword used by Lei Hong, the master of Lei Gate. In the cold winter, a tree of bright red peach blossoms bloomed instantly!

The sword was extremely warm, and a little red light appeared on the light Tingyu Sword Sword. The strong coldness brought by the iron horse ice river finally faded away a little. Lei Wujie didn't expect that the power of his sword could actually surpass the iron horse ice river. He was overjoyed and moved forward a few steps.

Li Hanyi nodded slightly: "Okay. The red dew is the sword I created when I was young. When I traveled to Jiangnan, I founded this sword when I saw the green shade of weeping willows by the West Lake. You are very good. You are from Jiangnan, so it is not difficult to understand this sword." After saying that, he gently hooked his fingers, and the cold light of the iron horse and the ice river rose again!

In the city of snow and moon.

Sikong Changfeng walked out of his hall and looked into the direction of Cangshan from afar.

"Three Masters, what are you looking at?" Tang Lian looked up and asked when she saw Sikong Changfeng walking out of the hall.

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said, "Your junior brother is going to go down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?" Tang Lian and Xiao Se looked at each other.

"Go quickly, or you can catch up with the last sword." Sikong Changfeng jumped and looked towards Cangshan.

Tang Lian and Xiao Se hurriedly followed. At the city of Xueyue that day, Lei Wujie and Li Hanyi made an agreement. When will the three people face the Three Swords? Li Hanyi followed Lei Wujie down the mountain. But three months have passed. Can Lei Wujie do it?

Lei Wujie's second sword, "Red Red Smoke Green", brought a cloud of light. The snowflakes beside Li Hanyi instantly melted into snow water, but the cold air of the Iron Horse Ice River Sword solidified the pool of snow water into solid ice. Lei Wujie's whole body surged, and he stomped on the ice.

Fire-burning Art·Garula Realm!

Li Hanyi frowned slightly. Is this Lei Wujie's last trump card? He underestimated the sword of the Sword Immortal too much. The Fire Burning Technique is not very clever martial arts, let alone the Garuluo realm.

Lei Wujie's eyes were fierce, his true energy surged, and there was a prairie fire burning in his eyes.

The Fire Burning Art has risen to another level - Fire Origin Realm!

"Very good, thunder is not as good as you at your age." Li Hanyi praised slightly, and his fingers hooked again. The iron horse and ice river sword soared into the sky, which was quite powerful.

"You have the fire that can catch my freezing thousands of feet?" Li Hanyi said proudly.

Lei Wujie waved his sword with his right hand and tried hard to block Li Hanyi's sword. He took more than ten steps back. The bitter cold air on the iron horse ice river made his mind suddenly feel a little dazed.

He remembered the gray-clothed scribe who always sat in a daze in the yard, and remembered that he had told himself that swords have life. If a person has feelings for a sword, the sword is his friend. When a friend encounters difficulties, the sword has a sense. So why do some swords keep thrilling when they detect murderous aura?

"I will pass on the Killing Sword to you, and the sword will be there in the future."

"The sword is gone?" Lei Wujie took the sword of Killing and said solemnly.

"Sword back!" Lei Wujie suddenly opened his eyes and roared angrily.

On the gate of Xueyue City, the killing sword that had been inserted for three months suddenly shook continuously.

Everyone under the city gate heard the violent sound, raised their heads and looked at the fiery red sword.

This sword is said to be forged by gunpowder and steel. It is covered with flame patterns. At the head of the sword is engraved with a dragon that swallows and spits flames, known as the Slayer Sword. Because it is extremely powerful, it once swept across the martial arts world, and thunder held it, almost ascended to the position of half of the sword immortal!

Now I'm going to find my master.

"Sword back!" Lei Wujie stood on the top of the mountain, stretched out his left hand, and shouted again.

The Killer Sword finally broke free from the city wall and flew straight towards Cangshan, like a red light shattering through the sky.

Sikong Changfeng and Tang Lian, Xiao Se, were rushing to the road, suddenly a strong wind passed by. Looking up, they saw that it was the terrifying sword.

Sikong Changfeng praised: "If you can achieve this level of mutual communication between humans and swords, your junior brother will have reached the first level."

"First level?" Tang Lian looked surprised.

Lei Wujie stretched out his left hand and caught the killing sword. The flame pattern on the sword began to flow. Lei Wujie waved his left hand and beat the iron horse out of the ice river.

"Last night, the thunder was heard, and the wind passed through Qi Wan crossbows. The haze dispersed again, and the gods gathered. The third sword was heard, and the thunderbolt of the Leimen swordsman was heard, and it was called the brutal fire and thunder."

"After the paper falls and clouds, the poem turns into pearls and jade to return to the court. The third sword is passed down by the sword immortal Li Hanyi, and the name is "Paper falls and clouds."

Lei Wujie's right hand Tingyu Sword and Killing Horror Sword with his left hand were in awe. He slowly raised his swords, and the cold air on the Tingyu Sword was scattered, and the flames on the Killing Horror Sword were burning, one cold and one warm, he slowly said: "Master, please try this third sword."

Li Hanyi nodded: "Okay." At that moment, he seemed to see himself when he was young. His master was Li Changsheng, the former lord of Xueyue City. All his martial arts were in pairs. Baili Dongjun was dominating the martial arts world with his two-handed sword skills, while Sikong Changfeng used his uneven gun double gun technique, and he himself had also matched his two swords.

Li Hanyi gently hooked his fingers and held the hilt of the Iron Horse Binghe with one hand. Li Hanyi used his fingers to control the sword, blocking Lei Wujie's two swords. However, this third sword was finally worthy of his grasping the hilt and real battle.

Because Lei Wujie's sword has entered the Vajra Realm.

"Master also gave you a sword. This sword has a name," Li Hanyi said slowly, "A thunder sounded like a thunder in the ground."
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