Relying On The Dual Cultivation Of Invincibility, Do You Know How Miserable I Am?

The head of the Xia family, Xia Yunlong, also arrived at this moment and landed directly next to Zhao Tiexin.

The old man's face was full of apologies, "Brother Tiexin, it was our engagement back then that harmed this child Shanhe..."

"Cultivators live and die according to fate. He asks for the ancestral sword in mountains and rivers. He is really confused..."

Zhao Tiexin shook his head and sighed, his old eyes full of sadness.

The sighs of the two fell in Zhao Mingyue's ears, but they seemed to have different answers. She looked at the river for a long time and whispered: "A man should be so heroic in his life. My brother is a real man!"

Li Bufan didn't hear Jiangbian's sigh, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't know what the other party was talking about.

Stepping on the void, slowly walk towards the river.

Two figures faced each other quietly...

Zhao Shanhe looked Li Bufan up and down, and after a moment he said, "Sure enough, he is a talented person."

"Anything you want, let's take action."

Li Bufan smiled, "Shuai has a request for help. If he hadn't practiced vigorously, would he be qualified to stand here without fear today?" !

"Be careful."

Zhao Shanhe cupped his fists and saluted, then stretched out his hand to summon his sword.

"The wind blows thousands of miles!"

Zhao Shanhe moved slightly and struck out eight swords in succession. The water in the river rolled and gathered in the mid-air.

Horrifying sword moves swept across all directions, and the river water in the sky condensed into the youthful face of a woman...

Sword energy criss-crossed, the breeze and drizzle blew...

Tick-tock——

Xia Qingyun by the river had tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, quietly watching the battle in the distance.

"Are you crying? Do you like him?" Bai Weiwei was the first to notice something unusual and whispered.

"I don't know..." Xia Qingyun shook her head. Her destiny had already deviated as early as the year she worshiped the Entering Spirit Yunzong.

"The breeze blows thousands of miles, and you are everywhere. He is an infatuated person..."

Bai Weiwei seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory at this moment, her beautiful eyes filled with moisture, and she murmured: "It's a pity that you are a bitch and don't deserve love."

"Are you talking about yourself...?"

Xia Qingyun replied calmly, without even looking sideways at Bai Weiwei.

"I drank the wine that day. What was wrong was this world..."

"Then do you love him?" Xia Qingyun cast her gaze on Li Bufan, with a complex mixture of love and hate flashing in her eyes.

"You should love him, you must love him. Love him for his handsomeness, love for his strength, love for his noble status, love for his generosity, love for him for knowing how to advance and retreat...what about you?"

Bai Weiwei raised her eyes and looked at Xia Qingyun's profile.

"A loyal dog does not serve his two masters...! If someone gives it to him, his heart has already been given to him. Regrets can only be regrets."

"Let's encourage you..."

…

Above the river, Zhao Shanhe's sword moves continued to fall. The turbulent river water was churning and the aura of explosion swept across the surrounding area.

A golden shadow appeared on Li Bufan's body, turning into a golden Arhat. There were Sanskrit words flowing around the golden body. Countless attacks fell and finally turned into nothingness.

"My swordsmanship is good and my strength is good. But you can't hurt me, so forget it."

Li Bufan spoke slowly, and his body had started to increase tenfold.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the strength of the person in front of him, he cannot break through his own defense.

Even if Xiao Xingsan, the strongest person at his level, whom he had met before, if Li Bufan met him again, he would be sure to hold him down and rub him madly.

Of course, the premise is that the other party has not made any progress. After all, as the old saying goes, people should treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days!

Shock! ! !

Zhao Shanhe's pupils shrank suddenly. He knew that he would lose and that he was no match.

Because the opponent is a true disciple of Lingyun Sect, his internal strength should be unparalleled among his peers.

But... Zhao Shanhe never expected that he would lose even though the opponent didn't attack at all.

A huge sense of disparity arose in my heart, and I just sighed at myself. After living in Wufeng City for many years, I sat in a well and watched the people in the world——

He was not the only one who was shocked, but also Zhao Mingyue by the river. In her opinion, her brother was strong, but he was kind and didn't like fighting.

But I never thought that the gap between people in the world and at the same level would be so huge.

"Father, brother, has he used all his strength?"

Zhao Mingyue asked with some disbelief.

Nodding, Zhao Tiexin just nodded, but it stirred up a thousand waves in Zhao Mingyue's heart.

At this moment, a soaring sword light reflected the sky in the river.

Zhao Shanhe's momentum suddenly changed, and the long sword on his back made a clanging sound.

"Zhao Shanhe, the unfilial descendant of future generations, please ask for the ancestral sword."

As the voice fell, the black sword Zhao Shanhe was carrying flew into the air and trembled slightly.

In an instant, Zhao Shanhe circulated the Zhao Family Sacrifice Secret Technique, and the true energy and blood essence from the whole body continued to pour into the sword.

The sword was still trembling, and the weaker his breath was, the stronger the tremor from the sword became.

Not long after, Zhao Shanhe's aura had weakened rapidly, and what was left was just a trace of obsession that refused to close his eyes.

Zheng——

The long black sword made a killing sound, and there was only one sword between heaven and earth!

A sword rose into the sky, pointing straight at the sky, as if it was going to pierce the moon in the clouds.

The turbulent spiritual energy is restless, and the air waves are rolling...

"There is no way to avoid it..."

Li Bufan slowly shook his head and quickly formed seals with his hands.

The blue light flashes, turning into circles and ripples in the sky above the head...

"Cang Long Chuhai Seal!"

Roar--

The roar shook the world, the river flowed backwards, and the shadow of the blue dragon appeared.

He raised his eyes, breathed out, and moved towards the killing sword falling from the sky with his huge body.

When the two met, Canglong opened his huge bloody mouth and swallowed the sword force steadily——

one two three four……

boom--

Brilliant true energy exploded in the sky, and two colors of light swept across the world...

The blue dragon shattered and the killing sword finally turned into nothingness.

Quiet - quiet and silent.

"How about my sword...?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled, feeling that he had lived peacefully and peacefully for many years, but he was so happy today!

"Amazing talent and stunning beauty."

Li Bufan nodded and answered truthfully.

"Hahaha - I feel comfortable..."

After hearing Li Bufan's comment, Zhao Shanhe looked up to the sky and roared, and slowly closed his eyes.

His amazing experience has come to an end...

After Zhao Shanhe died, the Zhao family members on the riverside collected his body for him, and no one said a word during the process.

Until Li Bufan was about to leave, Zhao Tiexin struggled for a long time and said, "Little friend, stay."

"I didn't want to kill him."

Li Bufan stopped and explained.

He could not explain, but surprisingly chose to explain.

"The old man knows that Shanhe's death is a hurdle in his heart that he cannot overcome, and he cannot blame anyone."

Zhao Tiexin reached out and waved, summoning the black long sword into his hand, handed it to Li Bufan, and continued: "This ancestral sword was left by an ancestor of my Zhao Family. It has never been shown to the world for many years... I It is a trump card that protects the survival of the family..."

As he spoke, Zhao Tiexin shook his head and sighed: "Since it has been born, it should have a destined person for it. I, the Zhao Family, can't keep it, so how about giving it to my little friend?"

"Can't keep it?" Li Bufan said in surprise.

Nodding, Zhao Tiexin nodded, "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade! The sword is born, and those who are interested may have noticed that if we dare to keep the Zhao Family, we will probably end up with a family ruined in the end."

"Get it for free?"

Li Bufan couldn't help but confirm it. Although he couldn't confirm the grade of this sword.

But the power of Zhao Shanhe's sacrificial sword attack just now was extremely powerful, and it had exceeded Zhao Shanhe's original strength by so much.

Even if others cannot use the secret technique of the sacrificial sword, it is definitely a rare sword.

At least Li Bufan has never seen such a good thing...

"I have two requests."

Zhao Tiexin is indeed cunning and scheming, so why should he get it for nothing? Is there a free lunch in the world? No!