The angry scolding fell, and a figure rushed over, dressed in black, with an angry expression, and a bit of elegance and scholarly spirit, but the stormy situation was always running on him and would not go away for a long time.
There are good people in the martial arts who like to make some kind of martial arts list and weapon list, and rank the famous people in the world one by one.
Over time, there have been various titles. In the category of lightsaber, there are terms such as sword master, sword god, sword king, sword tyrant, sword lord, sword king, sword ghost, sword hero, etc.
There is no better weapon than this.
But there is only one word that these good people don't dare to use easily, and that is the word "immortal". Those who can be called "immortal" are all the first-class masters in the heaven realm.
But despite this, there are five sword immortals in Beili territory, but there is only one spear immortal, and that is the spear immortal Sikong Changfeng, the three city lords of Xueyue City.
The man in front of him was none other than Sikong Changfeng, but looking at the dilapidated Dengtian Pavilion that was disturbed by the thunder sword energy, he really couldn't maintain the majesty and image of the Spear Immortal.
"You two bastards, although this Dengtian Pavilion is for people to break into, it is not for you to smash and play with..." Sikong Changfeng cursed regardless of his image.
At this time, Lei Yunhe also slowly fell from the sky, with no injuries on his body. Jing Lei pointed out that he had broken the boundless sword array used by Mo Changsheng, but he did not dare to be careless at all.
"Immeasurable swords, immeasurable calamities, and those who fall into calamity will never recover in all their lives." Lei Yunhe's eyes flickered and he whispered.
Then, he bowed his hands to Mo Changsheng and said thanks: "Thank you for this sword, which helped me completely get rid of my inner demons."
"You're welcome. Senior brother fell into a demon and chopped off your arm. Today you have returned to heaven. I will give you a sword to break the demon in your heart. This can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect." Mo Changsheng said calmly, completely ignoring the voice of Sikong Changfeng in his ears.
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Back then, Lei Yunhe went to Qingcheng Mountain, but it was a pity that Zhao Yu happened to be in seclusion at that time. After he left, Zhao Yu really went crazy. His power increased greatly in a short period of time, and he even lost his character, so he killed Lei Yunhe.
Since then, Lei Yunhe has also become autistic, his state of mind and realm have dropped at the same time. He has been stuck at the peak of his realm for many years, unable to make any progress. Today, although because of Lei Wujie's relationship, he has regained his former youthful spirit and character.
But the shadow left by Zhao Yuzhen's sword on him had not been completely removed, so Mo Changsheng gave him a boundless sword formation.
Although he didn't think Zhao Yu really owed Lei Yunhe anything, after all, he had injured many Qingcheng Mountain disciples when he went up the mountain, and he deserved to have an arm cut off.
However, thinking about the plot in the near future, it would be helpful for him to complete the main mission, so in order to enter the game, he chose to help Lei Yunhe.
Lei Yunhe nodded, and then called into the sky: "Ali!"
Suddenly there was a scream, extremely shrill and shrill! Everyone looked up, and saw a huge yellow crane flying out of the Cangshan Mountain, soaring into the sky, breaking through the clouds, and in an instant they were at Lord Dengtian, Lei Yunhe
He jumped lightly and landed on its back.
"A Li, have you been waiting for a long time for me to come out of the cabinet?" Lei Yunhe gently stroked Huang He's head, and Huang He responded with a long scream.
"I once broke the Cangshan Mountain with one finger, I once broke the world with two fingers, but my three fingers failed to break the Qingxiao Sword, and I even lost an arm. Now that I have returned to the heaven, how about meeting the Qingxiao Sword again?
?" Lei Yunhe murmured, and then he cupped his hands towards Mo Changsheng and others, then patted Huang He's wings and said, "Let's go to Qingcheng Mountain."
"Uncle Master, is he... looking for Master?" Fei Xuan looked at Huang He rushing into the sea of clouds and asked after returning to his senses.
"Yes." Mo Changsheng nodded, having completely eliminated his inner demons. Lei Yunhe's current strength is even stronger than at the same time in the original plot.
"Then Master, isn't he in trouble?" Li Fansong said. The sight of Lei Yunhe mastering thunder and dominating the scene left a deep impression on him, and he felt a little weird for a moment.
"Not only is Zhao Yu really in trouble, you are also in big trouble!"
A resentful voice came, and Mo Changsheng suddenly thought that there was a Spear Immortal standing next to him, but at this moment, his face was full of resentment, as if he had been bullied.
Mo Changsheng naturally knew that he was talking about the Dengtian Pavilion, and he would have to pay for destroying it for no reason. But before he could say anything more, his mind moved and he couldn't help but look towards the top of the Dengtian Pavilion.
"Yes, there is indeed trouble."
Mo Changsheng said helplessly, and the others also heard the sound and looked around, only to see a man in white clothes and a gray scarf standing there.
He turned around and patted Li Fansong, and said: "Well, the Xueyue Sword Fairy you want to ask about swords is right there. Don't you want to see what she is capable of? Come up!"
"No, uncle..."
Before Li Fansong finished speaking, Mo Changsheng suddenly summoned an internal force in his hand, grabbed his collar, and threw it violently.
"My sword is gone——"
Li Fansong's voice echoed in the air.
"Forehead……"
Mo Changsheng paused for a moment, glanced at the peach wood sword that was chopped off by the Thundering Finger, and then calmly stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Li Fansong who was flying to the top of the Climbing Pavilion.
"Get down!"
A soft shout was like a thunder, and Li Hanyi directly pressed down with his sword scabbard. His true energy was powerful, as if a big hand struck down. Li Fansong only had time to protect himself with his inner strength, and his body lost control again and fell from high altitude.
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"Big Dragon Elephant Power!"
Upon seeing this, Fei Xuan quickly used Taoism to form a big golden hand, catching Li Fansong in the air and slowly placing it on the ground.
"Fansong, you can't do this. Xue Yue Sword Immortal didn't even unsheath his sword and you came down. Is this considered a question of swordsmanship?" Mo Changsheng walked over with a calm look and it was none of his business.
appearance.
"Uncle Master, don't cheat me..." Li Fansong looked at Mo Changsheng, wanting to cry but not having any tears. Don't you have any idea why I was photographed with a scabbard?
"Nonsense, uncle, when have I ever tricked you?"
Mo Changsheng scolded, and then turned around: "This Xue Yue Sword Immortal is too disrespectful. You are her future disciple after all, and she actually does such a heavy trick. Is that okay? Let's see my uncle venting his anger for you!"
"Uncle Master, will I become the disciple of Xue Yue Sword Immortal in the future?" Li Fansong was stunned. Not to mention him, even Fei Xuan and Sikong Changfeng who were watching the show were also a little surprised.
Mo Changsheng turned his head and glanced at him: "Nonsense, your master married her, isn't she your master's wife, and aren't you her disciple? Or are you not satisfied with her and want to find another master's wife?"
"I'm not, I didn't, you're talking nonsense!"
Hearing the first sentence, Li Fansong suddenly felt enlightened, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he felt chills all over. If the second half of the sentence was taken seriously, not only the person above would cut him, but even Zhao Yuzhen would have to beat him to death!
"It's good that you know. Just lie down and let your uncle vent your anger for you!" Mo Changsheng said with a smile, then he cupped his hands towards Sikong Changfeng, and then he stood up and flew to the top of Dengtian Pavilion.
"Um, it seems like I'm breaking into the pavilion now..." On the fifteenth floor of the Dengtian Pavilion, a certain little transparent person in red whispered, but after thinking about the person above and the person flying up, he made a decisive choice.
From the heart.
They are all big guys and I can’t afford to offend them, so why don’t I just hide from them?
…
Climb to the top of Tian Pavilion.
Li Hanyi looked at Mo Changsheng flying by, but did not take action. Instead, he waited for him to stand on the top of the palace, and then said: "Qingcheng Mountain is really lucky, there is another swordsman."
"Sister-in-law is so complimentary." Mo Changsheng said modestly.
"Who is who? Who is your sister-in-law?!" Li Hanyi panicked and stumbled over his words.
"Of course it's you." Mo Changsheng looked puzzled, "Senior brother Yuzhen said he wanted to marry you, aren't you my senior sister-in-law? But this title is a bit weird. I'm not used to it, so I'd better call you sister-in-law."
"He wants to marry me, he wants to marry me, he wants to marry me..." Li Hanyi felt his eyes blurred, and there was only the sentence "Senior Brother Yuzhen said he wanted to marry you" in his mind, and he could not hear other words!
"Wait!" But at this moment, Mo Changsheng had a sad and frightened expression on his face. He looked at Li Hanyi, took a deep breath and asked: "Sister-in-law... No, you, Sword Immortal, have already
Have you forgotten that Zhao Yuzhen was on Qingcheng Mountain?"
"You! You're talking nonsense!"
Li Hanyi was so angry that he unsheathed his sword. The light of the sword was like the iron horse glacier, and it struck directly down. The sword energy roared, and it climbed up to the sky pavilion so big that more than ten floors were split into two in an instant!