The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao never thought that he had to be an enemy of anyone, whether it was a fairy clan, a demon clan, or a demon clan.

He really didn't think that he had to stand in opposition to these incredible powers in order to show his own uniqueness.

He felt that there is probably nothing more stupid in this world.

Everyone sits together, it’s okay to play, you take one, I take one, you take two, I take two, then look at each other and smile, holding the little hand while throwing the handkerchief and throwing the handkerchief, gently placing it behind the kids...

How sweet!

What a love!

Is it not good?

The fairy clan slapped his face and said: "No."

Mozu, Yaozu, the same is true.

They all said to Xiao Yao, no good!

What can Xiao Yao do?

You want to get along with others in peace, but it doesn't mean that other people's ideas are the same as yours. There are always so many things that don't make the world peaceful.

After calming down, Xiao Yao felt the Chunqiu sword living in Jian's heart.

It looks like something is missing, but there is something more.

It's not that he doesn't want to understand, but that even he himself doesn't understand.

As if he had to ask him what the smell of the air was, he couldn't answer, and it didn't mean that he didn't know.

He stepped forward, walked out of the sword furnace space, and brought the hammer that he used to forge the sword by the way.

The legs are as heavy as lead.

But in my heart, it seems heavier than these two legs...

Out of the dark hole, finally see the sun again.

He raised his head and looked at the sky with a smile on his face.

"The Great Desolate Ancient Land... is actually really good and very good," Xiao Yao said softly, "It's just that those fairies, demons, and demons can't realize it."

Xu Kuangge held a withered grass in his mouth that he didn't know where he had pulled out. After he saw Xiao Yao walk out, he stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and strode towards the meteor.

"Oh, let me go, your hammer looks mighty and domineering!" Xu Kuangge said happily.

A person who has lived in the world of Lingwu for hundreds of years does not know who he learned from such a grounded mantra.

He didn't talk to Xu Kuangge right away, but took a step back.

Then he squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Kuangge who was close at hand. The look in his eyes was like the first time the two had seen each other.

Xu Kuangge stretched out his hand and swayed in front of Xiao Yao's eyes.

"What's wrong, silly?" Xu Kuangge asked.

Painting Fan also leaned over, looking at him curiously.

Xiao Yao let out a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "I finally know what is the biggest difference between you and those immortals."

"If it is chic, I would admit it." Xu Kuangge said shamelessly.

This is in line with the characteristics of his sword fairy, he is always so unruly when he speaks.

As for what is uninhibited... Xiao Yao also has his own understanding. It is probably a kind of laziness. Too lazy to oblique, too lazy to pretend to be deep, too lazy to pretend to understand, too lazy to do those things that go around in circles, can kill with a sword, surely not Will lay a net of heaven and earth.

This is unruly.

Limited to Xiao Yao's own understanding.

"Actually, I think the biggest difference between you and the fairy clan is that you are a person." Xiao Yao said.

The corners of Xu Kuangge's mouth twitched a little.

For some reason, he always felt that Xiao Yao's words sounded like cursing.

How awkward to listen.

"Don't talk about it, don't tell me, this sledgehammer is the Spring and Autumn Sword?" Xu Kuangge asked.

Xiao Yao was happy, swiped the hammer in his hand, and asked, "Do you think it looks like it?"

"It's not like."

"That's it?"

"What about Chunqiu Sword?" Xu Kuangge wiped his palms and couldn't wait to ask, "Did you not find it?"

"Found it." Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and pointed to his chest, "Here, in Jian Xin."

Xu Kuangge suddenly realized, begging: "Then you let me see!"

Xiao Yao could understand Xu Kuangge's urgency at this time. After all, Xu Kuangge was a sword fairy, and he was obsessed with swords.

Of course, if compared with the girl next to him, it would definitely be a thousand miles away.

Sword fairy! Since there is a fascination, it is natural to think that girls are more important than swords.

If you think that the sword is more important than the girl, it is not the sword fairy, but the sword silly, the sword idiot.

Xiao Yao's heart moved, and the Spring and Autumn Sword was held in his palm. The light of the sword was restrained. It seemed simple and unpretentious, but it was hidden in the sky. Fortunately, the Spring and Autumn Sword was inextricably linked with Xiao Yao at this time. Otherwise, it is true. It is difficult to control this sharp blade. If you have to say, who knows the Spring and Autumn Sword best, except for the sword emperor who didn’t know how many years he died, I’m afraid it’s also Xiao Yao. After all, this sword is the sword that Xiao Yao has worked hard and flowing. Every detail and every sword pattern cast by sweat was deeply in his mind and it was difficult to erase.

Xiao Yao looked at Chunqiujian in his eyes, and he was also full of pride and pride.

It's like looking at your own child.

The process of forging the sword, and the pregnancy in October, can't be found out much.

Xu Kuangge's gaze fell on Chun Qiu Jian, as if he had taken root, and there was no way to move it away.

"Can I touch it..." Xu Kuangge was stunned, and his words sounded like a dream.

Xiao Yao didn't change his expression, and let go of his hand, the Spring Autumn Sword was floating in the air without falling.

Xu Kuangge reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, but Chunqiu Sword hurriedly avoided like a shy girl, and floated behind Xiao Yao again, looking as if he was being held by Xu Kuangge, there would be no innocence.

Painted fan smiled, and found it really interesting.

Xu Kuangge sighed.

"It seems that this sword has already recognized the master." Xu Kuangge said helplessly.

Xiao Yao nodded.

"This sword is not insulting in your hands, but I still want to practice your kendo well next, lest the Spring and Autumn Sword is with you and the pearl becomes dusty!" Xu Kuangge said seriously.

Although the Spring and Autumn Sword belongs to Xiao Yao, Xu Kuangge hopes that Xiao Yao's kendo can improve.

This belongs to Xu Kuangge, the dedication of a generation of sword fairy.

Xiao Yao nodded and said with joy: "I can't ask for it!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yao grabbed his mind and collected the Chunqiu Sword in Jianxin.

"What's next?" Xu Kuangge asked suddenly.

Xiao Yao was startled slightly and looked at him with an unknown look.

Xu Kuangge kicked Xiao Yao's **** lightly, and said with a smile, "You kid don't pretend to be stupid with me, what do you want to do next? I'm also your half-master, so talk to me."

Xu Kuangge said that he was Xiao Yao's half master, but in fact it was not too much.

After all, Xiao Yao's kendo was taught by Xu Kuangge.

Even Jianxin was given by Xu Kuangge.

There is no doubt about this.

Xiao Yao thought for a while and managed to get it on a rock.

That stone is the one that popped out from the collapse of the stone tablet.

Coincidentally, the word "Sword God" was written on the rock he was sitting on.

"Speaking bigger or smaller?" Xiao Yao scratched his head and asked seriously.

Xu Kuangge happily said, "What do you say when you get bigger, what do you say when you get smaller?"

"When it gets bigger, I want to help the Dao of Human Race, regroup, and restore the prosperity of Human Race. When I get younger, I actually don’t want to uphold any legacy, just like taking my daughter home. Then, if there is an immortal emperor blocking me, I will be The sword killed me, and the demon **** blocked me, and I killed it with the same sword.” Thinking about it carefully, in fact, whether it is the sword emperor or the human emperor, there is nothing that Xiao Yao needs to bear. They have never thought of this far. I probably never thought about Xiao Yao’s appearance. Originally, Chunqiu Sword had hidden the Sword Emperor’s obsession, but when Chunqiu Sword went out and wandered back, that obsession disappeared. Therefore, the old sword emperor did not order any messy things. Maybe he felt that Xiao Yao’s shoulders were not enough to bear the things that even the human emperor sword emperor could not do, or he felt that some things even Not to mention, Xiao Yao can also figure out that it may be destined in the dark.

In short, Xiao Yao didn't think so far.

"You haven't said yet about the Yaozu." Xu Kuangge helped Xiao Yao count with his fingers. This talked about the Immortal Emperor, and about the Demon God, there was still a Demon Emperor.

"If you can keep the Demon Emperor, it's better to keep it. I always feel that it's good to have a Demon Emperor as a mount." Xiao Yao said with a grin.

Xu Kuangge laughed loudly.

He hit Xiao Yao's chest with a fist and grinned his teeth: "I really have that opportunity. Leave one for me. Just think about it!"

After speaking, he suddenly remembered something, turned his face, and looked at the painting fan with a complicated look.

Painting Fan understands what he is thinking.

After all, no one knows Xu Kuangge better than him.

Moreover, Xu Kuangge's kendo is actually painting a fan.

The painting fan took a step forward and helped Xu Kuangge pat the leaves off his shoulders, not knowing when it fell.

The movements are gentle and natural.

Let Xiao Yao understand what moisturizing is silent.

"Are you very tired during this time?" Hua Fan asked.

Xu Kuangge didn't speak, motionless.

He stood there, in fact, is a towering sword.

"Take me, hiding in Tibet, for fear that I might have missed something. In fact, you are tired and I am tired. When we were in the Palace of Clouds, although we were not strong, we could always run wild on the earth. It’s because the rivers and lakes in our hearts are too big to accommodate the world. Who dares to trouble us? Even if we are all dead, we will send our enemies to the Yama King. I still think so. Besides, how about you sword fairy in white?"

After speaking, the painting fan suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Give me the Xuan Tiejian."

After holding the hilt of the mysterious iron sword, Huafan patted Xu Kuangge's arm.

"In the future, I will be a sword boy for you. You kill the fairy demon, I will help you the demon sword, you are thirsty, I will bring you water, when you are free, you will brag with me, Talking about those immortal emperors and demon gods, in fact it is nothing more than that. Tell me that the immortals are not good at all, and they don’t even have better wine...

"Xu Kuangge, you are a sword fairy in white clothes, don't think so much, let alone take me as your burden."

"Xu Kuangge, you don't like who you are now, don't you?"

"If you want to kill, kill him with a corpse all over the field, kill him without leaving a piece of armor, kill him in the dark, and kill him so much!" The painting fan stretched out his finger and pressed it on the tip of Xu Kuangge's nose, "This is what it is. You, the white sword fairy Xu Kuangge, that 20,000 horse rider, Xu Kuangge who gave the white sword fairy the mad song!"

Xu Kuangge stretched out his hand, held the finger that seemed to penetrate the Hongmeng Tree, and laughed.

"You said everything, what am I talking about?" Xu Jianxian said sadly.

"You can say-good." Painted fan stretched his eyebrows and smiled.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt that his own existence-a lot more!