Breaking the Day

"Who are you?"

Chaotianque stared at Li Chengfeng vigilantly, the light in the cave was dim, and he could only see a strong and tall figure holding a long sword slowly approaching.

Chaotianque smiled secretly in his heart: It's really a traitor who left, and a powerful enemy came again. I don't know which Tiange this person belongs to, he...

But when this person approached, Chao Tianque's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at a ring on Li Chengfeng's thumb in shock.

He could recognize this ring even if he was blind, because it was the last master of the Tibetan sword pavilion who solemnly handed it over to him before his death.

At that time, he was still young, and his strength was not the strongest in the hidden sword pavilion, but the pavilion owner still insisted on handing him the ring of the hidden sword pavilion representing the identity of the pavilion owner, and solemnly put it on his finger. on.

Chaotianque looked at his right thumb subconsciously, but there was no ring of hidden sword pavilion there.

Chaotianque was startled first, and said to his heart: When did my ring fall and was picked up by this thief? what! Yes, I have passed the ring to that kid Xiaozhi!

Chaotianque is not a fool. Before this incident, he had vaguely felt something, so before leaving, he had made preparations for the back road early. Although he brought out the Heaven-Breaking Sword, he also took the hidden sword pavilion. The ring was left to Ling Yunzhi, the head of Ling Tian's thirteen swords.

But why is this ring in this person's hand now?

Could it be...

Chaotianque thought of this, and his two thick, ink-like eyebrows were immediately raised. Although he is on the verge of death, he still remains strong. He glared at Li Chengfeng sharply and said: "The hidden sword pavilion ring in your hand is from Where did you come from!! Which Heaven Pavilion are you from! What happened to Ling Tian Thirteen Swords and the others!!"

Li Chengfeng was also looking at Chaotianque. Since he entered the Tibetan sword pavilion, the name Chaotianque has never disappeared from the Tibetan sword pavilion.

He is no longer in the arena, but there are still his legends in the arena.

He is the one who pulls the hidden sword pavilion from the abyss and brings it to the top again with his own power, and he is also the one who buried the bane of almost destruction for the prosperity of the hidden sword pavilion.

He is exceptionally talented, amazing and brilliant. With a sword in his hand, he is invincible, arrogant and arrogant. He is the rebuilder of the hidden sword pavilion and the destroyer of the hidden sword pavilion.

When he was in the hidden sword pavilion, Li Chengfeng had fantasized about what kind of character Chaotian Que was more than once, but when he saw Chaotian Que, he encountered the most desolate and dying Chaotian Que.

The man in front of him wore a tall bun. This is not the mainstream hairstyle of men in this world.

The saint Zeng Yun: The body is skinned, the parents who are affected by it, dare not to hurt, the beginning of filial piety.

Men in this world also have long hair. Most of them choose to comb their hair in a bun, or people in the rivers and lakes will wear shawls and long hair for convenience, or tie their hair.

But Chaotianque is not. Although his hair is tied into a bundle, it is a high bun. Even in such a desperate situation, there is a sense of unyielding and unyielding.

This man has thick eyebrows, like two sharp swords flying diagonally into the temple. With a lion-nose nose and a square face, he looks like a heroic figure.

Li Chengfeng made a gesture of Zangjian Pavilion and said: "In the Xia Zangjian Pavilion, acting as the master, Li Chengfeng."

Chaotianque sneered, "There are two thousand three hundred and forty-three people in the hidden sword pavilion, but I have never heard of you?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and did not speak. He looked at Chaotian Que, only to find that his vitality was broken, and all his internal organs were rotten into meat. At this time, he was hanging his life by the remaining mana and one breath.

He was immortal and could not save the man whose life had come to an end.

Chaotianque wants to speak again, but his eyes are fixed on the Potian Sword in Li Chengfeng's hand. His eyes are wide and his face is unbelievable. Then he furiously said: "This is the fake Sword that I left for Xiaozhi. Why come! Could it be you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Chengfeng squatted, holding the broken sky sword with both hands, and handed the hilt to Chao Tianque.

Chaotian Que was stunned for a moment, staring suspiciously at Li Chengfeng. After a while, he coughed out a mouthful of blood, and saw Li Chengfeng looking at himself sincerely, his eyes were kind and there was no trace of murder, so he released his fingers. Hugging the sharp stones tightly, he took the Potian Sword handed over by Li Chengfeng with his hands.

At this connection, Chaotianque looked at him and immediately moved with horror. He looked at Li Chengfeng in horror. Li Chengfeng said nothing, but also stared at Chaotianque intently.

Chaotianque's shocked eyes revealed a hint of doubt. Li Chengfeng understood the question in his eyes, and he nodded slightly.

Chaotianque understood immediately, he laughed, coughing up blood while laughing: "That's it, it's that way! Time, life!"

After Chaotianque laughed for a while, he looked at Li Chengfeng and said, "How many generations of pavilion masters are you?"

Li Chengfeng said: "Bucai disciple is the sixth-generation pavilion master."

Chaotian Que let out a laugh, and said, "Lao Tzu is the fourth-generation pavilion master, but the fifth-generation is Xiaozhi that bastard?"

Li Chengfeng thought of Senior Brother, he shook his head: "No, it's Senior Brother Zhang Tongchen."

Chaotian Que froze for a moment, after thinking hard, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that the deadline is up, I don't even remember this person."

Li Chengfeng said: "The changes in it are hard to say."

Chaotianque smiled freely and said, "Since you are the sixth-generation pavilion owner of the Cangjian Pavilion, it means that after Lao Tzu's death, the boys in the Cangjian Pavilion did a good job, so I can rest assured."

Li Chengfeng solemnly said: "The disciple will definitely let the hidden sword pavilion stand on the top of Lingshan again, please rest assured, Master!"

Chao Tianque struggled to sit up, he looked towards the Potian Sword that he had fallen to, but could not find the trace of Potian Sword. Obviously, with the rat tide just now, it no longer knew it could be washed away Where is it.

Chaotianque retracted his gaze and focused on the Potian Sword in his hand. He raised his head and said meaningfully: "Why is the Potian Sword in your hand like this?"

Li Chengfeng knew that Chaotianque was saying that the Heaven-Splitting Sword in his hand was not "activated", it was just a sharp sword, not the most invincible sword in the world.

As soon as Li Chengfeng was about to speak, Chaotianque interrupted again: "There is no time to say it, nothing more, this is also the destiny to let you and me meet here! I will help you!"

Chaotianque smiled, the Potian Sword in his hand gradually lit up, emitting a faint orange light, Li Chengfeng was shocked, because he realized that Chaotianque was injecting his soul and spirit into the Potian Sword. In!

Li Chengfeng opened his mouth, but finally did not speak. He stared blankly as the last trace of blood on Chaotianque's face gradually disappeared. The hair on his whole body was stretched, and his flesh and blood withered and sunken at a speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly From a strong-looking young man to a thin old man.

When Chaotianque poured all of his soul and spirit into the Battered Sky Sword, this Battered Heaven Sword had already emitted an astonishing orange light all over its body. Its body was flowing with wave-like light, and the light was flowing everywhere, Sometimes gathered, sometimes scattered, as if there is life.

But at this moment, Chaotianque thrust the Heaven-Pending Sword in his hand into the ground, and he remained motionless, and there was no more movement.

Although his face was decayed and old, he still wore a smile, which was a gratifying and satisfying smile, because he knew that there would be someone succeeding in the hidden sword pavilion!

Chaotianque is dead!

Died in front of Li Chengfeng!

When Li Chengfeng stretched out his hand to hold the Potian Sword, as soon as his hand touched Chaotianque's hand, Chaotianque's body was immediately shattered, turning into countless dust and sprinkled on the ground, turning into white dust.

Li Chengfeng drew out the Heaven-Patching Sword and held it in his hand. Although the sword was no more than ten kilos, he felt heavy at this moment as if it were a mighty force!

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Hmm, I remembered the time incorrectly before, some bugs occurred, and the time issue has been corrected