Legend of the Great Saint

The fierce battle on the moon lake disturbed the surrounding towns and villages. [WWw.YZUU point m]

Especially the fisherman who made the boat as his home, suddenly felt his body falling straight down, and frightened out of the cabin, but saw the lake suddenly fell a foot, and at the heart of the lake, a giant palm of the water was rising. The sky.

"The grandson of the lake **** is angry!"

The look of horror and fear were written on everyone's face. I didn't know which one snorted. Everyone fell to the ground and bowed.

On the small stone bridge not far from the lake, one person is independent and the green is floating.

Fu Qingyi pressed the sword with his hand and stared at it: "Moon, have you changed like this?"

......

A few months ago, in the late autumn, on the island of Renxin, the shore of the Dragon Snake Lake.

A lonely figure, holding a broken sword, sitting alone on the lakeside, there is no Qingxu fantasy, and there is no green silk hanging down.

"How does Fu Qinglan look like a stupid!" Hua Chenglu came to Renxin Island to visit an eagle wolf who was injured in the mission and saw Fu Qingying in the distance.

Yu Zijian said: "Hey, let's reveal, whisper, don't let him hear."

The argument was clear and clear, but he did not hear it, staring at the edge of the broken green sword, broken, not only the sword, but also all the connection with the outside world.

The demon squad has become a thing of the past, and no one has come to visit.

The Tibetan Sword Palace has neither punishable nor summoned. Only the master has heard four words "good self-sufficiency". The simple four words make him think hard and can't explain it.

His injury has already been good, but he did not know where to go, so he stayed. Stay in this strange land, like a lonely soul.

"You don't have a line, how do you fish?"

A footstep approached, and a voice came. It was Yu Zijian. Fu Qingyi did not look back and did not answer.

I used to believe in the Qingshen sword. This girl and him will have a deep fate, and now the sword has broken. If you don't have it, then you can see it as an ordinary woman. Maybe you really have the talent to inherit the purple sword. (Look at the novel to the leaves, you can go to the M) But what about him?

Yu Zijian remembered the old self, sighed with sigh, but his eyes were unprecedented and quiet. He asked a question: "Is this sword really important to you?"

Fu Qingyu is as silent as a rock.

"Purple sword, let's go!"

"Come on!" Yu Zijian turned his head and responded to Qing Biao: "One person told me that there is a dilemma in the world. There is nothing to be chosen. Nothing is perfect."

A common pass. However, it seems to be a line of aura, from the mind of Fu Qingying, holding the hand of the sword, a little trembling, after Yu Zijian left. Only use the voice that I can only hear, muttering:

"Nothing is perfect, everything is great, and it will eventually return to the market!"

The words of the master once again linger on the ear:

"You can know the origin of this Qingshen sword. I have a predecessor in the Tibetan sword palace. This is the king of a country. Of course, there was no big summer at that time. This Kyushu is still a country. The predecessors are in response to the enemy. Threatened, he went out to seek help, strayed into the fairyland, and got the inheritance of a fairy. He was full of joy, and when he left the fairyland, he found that it was decades."

"Friends and relatives have all passed away, and the country has been attacked by the enemy and become a ruin. He wants revenge and hatred, but he finds that the enemy has also perished in the war. He has unlimited in mind and integrates this idea into the sword. This is The swordsmanship contained in the Qingxu sword, the endless prosperity will be ruined, covered with moss and vines..."

Fu Qingying raised the Qingxu sword and said gently: "Is there even no exception?"

The next day, Fu Qinglan left the 100-seat sect. He walked through every city that was destroyed in the war, imagining their former prosperity, and he seemed to wash away the dust in front of him, and the whole world became different.

One day, one day, the Qingxu sword is still so broken, but there is a hint of blue light into it.

This time, it was not on the ages, the embarrassment of the predecessor was not the sigh of the Qing Dynasty sword masters, but his understanding of his own.

I don't know how many cities I walked through. He finally understood that the Qingxu sword was not broken. At that moment, the Qingxu sword suddenly evoked the brilliance that had never been seen before, and he found himself standing in the illusion of Qingxu. (Look at the novel to the leaves, you can go to the M)

A figure stood under the collapsed palace wall in the distance, turned his head and smiled.

It is a very majestic middle-aged man. The appearance is very strange, but the look is very familiar. The lonely arrogant look has appeared on his face countless times.

Fu Qingyi also smiled, and laughed very heartily, just before he picked up the Qingxu sword.

Since then, among the ten swords in the Tibetan sword palace, there has been a broken sword.

Zhou Tong was not easy to get back the Thunder Sword. He was retreating in the Dongfu, preparing for the breakthrough of the Golden Dan realm. Suddenly he felt that the Faction was touched by people, and his brows wrinkled and stepped out of Dongfu.

"It's you?"

Zhou Tong’s heart had a three-point anger, and when he saw the arrival, he was promoted to seven points: “Fu Qing, what are you doing?”

Fu Qingyi opened his hand and had a purple medicinal herb.

Zhou Tong’s anger disappeared: “This is Yuan Ling Dan!”

......

In the face of the giant palms that were caught, Zhou Tong disdain for coldness, and the Thunder sword waved, and turned into an electric light, which penetrated the palm of the hand, and the speed was not under the wing of Li Qingshan.

In an instant, the current in the water spread and flow, from the inside to the outside, the bright light of the giant palm, collapsed and collapsed, as if the landslide scene.

"It’s really hard to deal with after the robbery."

Li Qingshan stabilized his body shape, shocked himself, and scattered the purple electricity. He took a long breath and looked at Zhou Tong, who was like a thunder in the sky.

The line of sight collides and appears to have sparks.

Zhou Tong pulled an electric light and swooped down. Lei Gong's phantom seems to be unable to keep up with his speed, dragging behind him, showing the appearance of Zhou Tong, Lei Guang wrapped around the Thunder sword, let this wooden sword with a beautiful appearance, exudes a fierce electric light .

Li Qingshan stepped on a water dragon and stood up. He clenched his fists, swaying power, constantly gathering, condensing without hair, and a circle of black cracks intertwined, as if he could tear this void.

His ear tip suddenly moved and waved his hand.

The two were staggered, the electric light was straight, and the water dragon was broken.

Li Qingshan’s chest penetrated a fist-sized hole and turned around and said, “Come on again!”

Zhou Tong turned around and although it was unscathed, his face was quite calm: "Why!?"

"What is it? You have a little time to delay the bastard!"

On the flying dragon ship, Liu Changqing said: "What happened to him?"

"Look at the surrounding of the Moon Lake, the moon demon has just distracted." The look of the flower praise, there are also unspeakable surprises, and even a trace of admire.

"It seems that there is no change, what is the point..." Liu Changqing followed the hand of the flower praise, looked far and wide, could not see any strange, suddenly shocked, and understood.

When the giant hand of the sky was stirred up by the thunder and collapsed, a large pit was found on the moon lake, and a huge wave of several feet was lifted, and it rushed in all directions. To be precise, it is no longer a wave, but a tsunami that only occurs at sea.

Fu Qinglan's figure disappeared on the Xiaoshiqiao, standing on the lakeside pier, holding a sword, wanting to break the big waves, but seeing the big waves bursting in front of the air, only put down the Qingshen sword and looked at the sky.

In the cheers of the mortals who thanked the **** of the lake, for a moment, Fu Qingying’s look was awkward.

These villages and towns along the coast should have become a mess, but now they are safe and sound. Obviously, when the moon demon is in a confrontation, it will be manipulated by Zhou, and will be penetrated by Zhou Tong.

On the flying dragon ship, everyone understood it and looked at each other. There was an unspeakable taste in the heart.

"Why are you going to be my sword, can you avoid it?"

Zhou Tong’s feelings are undoubtedly deeper. There is no smugness in his heart. In the past, he and the blood shadows played against each other. When he hit a thunder and killed a city, he felt some discomfort in his heart, but under the great meaning of demon and demon, there would be no Any confession.

But now, he shot for personal grievances. As a result, Li Qingshan would rather be subjected to his sword and save countless lives. The identity of each other seems to have been reversed, and the words "devil and demon" are no longer so fair.

"I am happy, nonsense, we have to fight again, this sword is even if your grandfather makes you!"

At the moment of Fangcai, Li Qingshan heard countless shouts, facing the huge waves coming out of the air. Some people shouted "Hushang Grandpa to save lives" or something, and some children and women crying, and their minds turn around. The water **** seal was used and the huge waves were scattered.

He is not a saint. If he is really a life-and-death battle, he can't be distracted to care for the mortal life and death. But if you only save a sword and save hundreds of thousands of lives, then it is a matter of course, and does not feel that you have done something good.

"But you eat me a sword, our grievances are written off!"

Zhou Tong was speechless, suddenly sighed, turned into a flash of light, and the sword broke into the air and came to the flying dragon ship: "Liu Daren, this war is not helpful, that water moon plate, I will find a way to compensate."

If he fights again, Li Qingshan will be injured in order to take care of the people on the lakeside. He really can't afford this face. In the end, he did not want to wait, the moon demon occupies a waters practice, and what to do with him. He has become a realm of Jin Dan, he has already jumped out of the board, no longer need to look at anyone's face ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As for the face of the top, ordinary people just want to see and can not see.

"Let the predecessors command."

Liu Changqing arched the ball and then ordered that the flying dragon ship turned over and flew over to the 100 schools. Almost everyone had a sigh of relief. The power of Li Qingshan was so amazing that it was almost incompatible with the Jindan monks. And occupying the geographical advantage, I am afraid that even Zhou Tong may not be able to win, this is not the best result.

From today, there is no monk in Qinghe Prefecture, and will have a temper in his head, thinking of the same month.

"Unexplained!"

Li Qingshan touched his chin, his temper was surging, and the wound on his chest healed quickly. Compared with the time of the battle with the spider, it was nothing.

He suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere, his eyes turned, his eyes became very sharp, and at a glance he saw the blue figure on the lakeside pier:

“Fu Qing衿!” (Welcome to your support is my greatest motivation.)