At this time, Li Xiuyuan could very clearly feel a trace of... murderous intent coming from Duanmu Qingyun Sword.
Even Duanmu Qingyun clearly felt a sense of fear and the breath of death coming from the mountain road.
Duanmu Qingyun's spiritual sword was destroyed at this time, and the spiritual sword in his hand was unknown to the monk who died in his hand.
Duanmu Qingyun, who has no skills, turned his cultivation into a peerless sword energy. He wanted to turn the panic in his heart into a killing and desperate sword energy.
There were no bamboo leaves on the piano table, and Li Xiuyuan, who was blind, could not see the few leaves on the ground behind him.
So he had no choice but to take out his Samsara Sword. When the sword came out of its scabbard, there was no purple lightning, and only a faint starlight fell on the sword's edge.
The sword drawn by Duanmu Qingyun had already arrived in front of Li Xiuyuan, and a flash of sword light thrust forward.
A moment ago, he was three feet away from Li Xiuyuan. At this moment, the sword light was about to pierce Li Xiuyuan's chest.
He used his mid-transcendence world to transform into the world in front of Li Xiuyuan.
It means that Duanmu Qingyun has given up his life at the moment. He is using his own life to strike out with this sword. Either you die or I die.
Feeling the change in the air in front of him, the expression on Li Xiuyuan's face remained unchanged.
The Samsara Sword in his hand continued to thrust forward, but because of the falling of a ray of starlight, or because he had the lines in the mountain forest entering his body, the sword he thrust had some changes.
The power of yin and yang, a sword transformed from the law of life and death, was drawn out and thrust out without any stagnation.
The sword-drawing technique from the East China Sea is as fast as lightning.
He did not slash at Duanmu Qingyun, but used Zhanxue's cultivation to slash at Duanmu Qingyun's thrusting sword in the midst of lightning and stone fire.
Just like when I saw the pine needles flying in front of the wooden house on Tianshan Mountain.
Once he sees through the opponent's sword, he has no fear.
And just when the Samsara Sword in his hand was about to strike the opponent's sword, he heard the voice of the old man at the foot of the mountain.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said nothing.
Logically speaking, he did not have to kill Duanmu Qingyun who rushed towards him. He could let him go down the mountain and return to the Meng Mansion in the imperial city just like he let Zhao Hu go.
Go and tell the young master of the Meng Mansion about the situation here, and tell Helian Mingyue in the Imperial City.
However, he is a person who is afraid of trouble, and Duanmu Qingyun has already seen the power of his formation.
He didn't want to cause trouble to the villagers of Furong Town...
Therefore, he decided not to let go of any of the forbidden troops tonight. He wanted the Meng Mansion in the imperial city to guess, and he was even afraid that he would not dare to send more monks.
He also asked Helian Mingyue to guess, but he couldn't guess that he was in Furong Town.
Only in this way can he block the wind, frost, snow and snow again and again at the minimum cost before leaving here.
"Dang!" A sound sounded under the moonlight.
Duanmu Qingyun felt that his spiritual sword was continuing to thrust forward, and was about to pierce the boy's chest and pierce his heart. He even had to use force to pull the beating heart out of the boy's chest.
"ah……"
Duanmu Qingyun, who was in the air, let out a shrill cry and flew back in shock and fury. The blood surged and dyed his white robe red again.
It was like countless flowers blooming on his chest, bright and dazzling.
However, in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, Duanmu Qingyun was still a black and white shadow.
With a roar of grief and anger, Duanmu Qingyun, who was ashen-faced, ignored that his right arm was already injured, spat out a mouthful of blood on his sword, and attacked forward with all his strength.
The old man at the foot of the mountain sighed, thinking that he would risk his life by spitting out his blood?
If you had known this, why bother to attack?
He watched helplessly as Li Xiuyuan spent a whole winter building a mountain forest, and even the long small streets were covered by this large formation.
How could a monk in the extraordinary realm be able to resist.
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At this time, the old man remembered that Ximen Mengdie, who went out to play with Huajiao, had not practiced much, and was already a second-level extraordinary monk.
And is it possible that this master is lower than his precious disciple?
Not to mention, there is also a mysterious crow, a monster comparable to the extraordinary realm, and even Huajiao has broken through the previous limitations.
Thinking of this, the old man could only sigh softly.
Waiting for the dust to finally settle, I asked Li Xiuyuan what his plans were. After all, there were still five hundred troops tied down at the foot of the mountain, which was a tricky matter.
On the stone flat in front of Yunqi Temple, Duanmu Qingyun once again crossed a distance of several feet. Falling in front of Li Xiuyuan, this time he did not rush to draw his sword.
Instead, he held the spiritual sword in his hand and thrust forward inch by inch across the piano platform in front of Li Xiuyuan. He bullied Li Xiuyuan that he was blind and he did not believe that the young man could see him clearly.
However, no matter how smart a person is, there will be times when he makes mistakes and when he is self-righteous.
At the moment when the spiritual sword in Duanmu Qingyun's hand was about to stab Li Xiuyuan's chest, a majestic sword energy was about to spurt out.
Li Xiuyuan suddenly said: "You have forgotten, I can see you with my heart!"
After saying this, the Samsara Sword in his hand was casually slashed out!
Duanmu Qingyun was so frightened that he broke into sweat when he heard this. He had no time to turn around or even make any response. He could only subconsciously thrust the spiritual sword forward again!
There was no turning back when he opened the bow, he fought hard!
The moment his spiritual sword pierced Li Xiuyuan's chest, he found that the spiritual sword seemed to be piercing a rock as solid as gold and jade.
A faint golden light emerged from Li Xiuyuan's body, like a golden lotus blooming under the starlight.
A lotus blooming under the starlight is so clean and dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it.
You must know that after a mouthful of essence and blood spurted out, the sword thrust out by Duanmu Qingyun was already comparable to a sword at the pinnacle of the extraordinary!
When it comes to the ferocity of his swordsmanship and the strength of his true energy, it can be said that he has few opponents in this world right now.
As long as he stabs the boy's chest with his sword, he will win.
However, in the blink of an eye, the spiritual sword he thrust out instantly became dim.
The change reversed so quickly that it was beyond Duanmu Qingyun's expectation, but in the eyes of the old man at the foot of the mountain, it was a reasonable thing.
Li Xiuyuan used his Buddhist nirvana body to withstand Duanmu Qingyun's sword.
With a distance of less than three feet, the Samsara Sword in his hand was waving forward under the lightning, as if there was a snowflake blocking his eyes.
With the Samsara Sword in his hand, he would naturally slash it with his sword!
"Zheng!" sounded,
Just when the Samsara Sword was about to cut into Duanmu Qingyun's chest, it suddenly rebounded.
Li Xiuyuan exclaimed. This was the first time he had encountered a monk in the extraordinary realm since he started practicing. He also had a treasured armor that could block a sword!
It seems that the world is so big and full of wonders.
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan's sword was blocked, Duanmu Qingyun was like lightning, taking the opportunity to strike forward with another sword, but this sword was directed towards Li Xiuyuan's head.
In his opinion, Li Xiuyuan in front of him should have a protective armor like him.
So he slashed at Li Xiuyuan's head instead, thinking, let's see how you protect your head...
The speed of this sword was so fast that the sword struck by Duanmu Qingyun had the momentum to explode!
Unexpectedly, Li Xiuyuan's next sword attack was more than twice as fast as him. With the skill of drawing the sword and cutting the snow with one sword, suddenly there was a "click!" in front of the two of them!
Without any accident, an arm holding the spirit sword fell onto the bluestone floor, and the spirit sword made a clear sound of "Dang!".
When Duanmu Qingyun cut the snow with a sword, before blood splattered from the wound on Duanmu Qingyun's broken arm, he fell backwards with a sound of "Ah...".
Then with a loud roar, he flew away down the mountain like a ghost.
On the long stone steps, a fire dragon is standing still
Burning quietly, Duanmu Qingyun didn't care at all, flew over the flames, and flew down the mountain...
It was only then that Li Xiuyuan stood up, put away the Samsara Sword in his hand, and replaced it with an ancient wooden bow. There was no emotion on his face. .z.
At this time, there was no one alive on the stone flat of Yunqi Temple, and everything was silent.
Quietly, he took out an arrow of gods and demons that was originally forged under Luoxia Mountain, and when he was bored these days, he engraved some lines on the arrow body.
The old man looked at Duanmu Qingyun who was flying all the way down the mountain and remained silent.
This was Li Xiuyuan's own matter. He decided not to interfere anymore and just wait and see what would happen, even if the man jumped on his horse and rode away from Furong Town.
Li Xiuyuan looked up at the full moon in the sky and remained silent for a long time.
The star-picking bow in his hand made a clear cry that shocked the sky. A divine arrow shining with thousands of rays of light pierced the faint starlight and pierced the blazing flames in the mountains.
The old man standing under the eaves looked at the arrow in the wind and couldn't help but marvel. This arrow had surpassed all the monks in this world.
Let him see the incomprehensible laws of life and death between heaven and earth, the power of yin and yang...
The flying divine arrow pierced everything in sight, and some irregular lines appeared in the whirlpool behind the arrow's energy. Xiang had already turned on his horse and rushed towards the side street, Duanmu Qingyun flew away.
"The wooden bow is called Star Reaching, the iron arrow is called Shocking Soul, I call it Star Reaching Shocking!"
Standing outside the mountain gate of Yunqi Temple, Li Xiuyuan was bathing in the starry sky, and murmured to Duanmu Qingyun who was fleeing: "You have seen me, there is no reason for me to let you go!"
"Go away..."
Duanmu Qingyun, who was on horseback, stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.
The divine arrow that pierces through the clouds and mist condenses the power of gods and demons, the power of time, the power of life and death, and the power of yin and yang. The divine arrow has pierced his head and pierced his divine sea...
As a result, a terrifying high temperature spread from his head to all sides of his body, and an invisible divine fire suddenly burned on his body.
Ma Zhan was frightened and ran wildly out of the town, but knocked his master to the ground.
The proud man from the Tianshui Duanmu family, who was in the middle stage of extraordinary cultivation, burst into flames on the bluestone slab, and in the blink of an eye, his soul was extinguished.
Seeing what happened in front of him, the old man said in a daze, "Why bother?"
Li Xiuyuan, who had put away the Star-Reaching Bow, murmured to himself: "Because of their confidence, I am a person who is very afraid of death."
The old man sighed, looked at the extinguishing flames on the mountain road, and asked: "What do you want me to do for you next?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a moment and said, "The treasured armor on Duanmu Qingyun is pretty good. Could you please help me retrieve it, senior? It's just right for Huajiao to defend myself."
In Li Xiuyuan's opinion, neither he nor Ximen Mengdie has any use for this thing, but Sichuan peppercorns are the weakest and are very good for self-defense.
The old man nodded and replied: "That's good, that girl is indeed too weak."
Li Xiuyuan bent down and picked up the thousands of iron arrows that had fallen to the ground on the stone flat one by one, thinking about the ashes burned in the mountains and the craftsmen who would go up the mountain tomorrow.
He said to the old man: "Senior, please borrow a stream of water from the mountains to wash the stone steps in the mountains and return Furong Town to a clean and clear world."
The old man sighed, and with a wave of his hand, he raised a water dragon from the river above the waterfall and headed towards the mountain gate of Yunqi Temple.
Under the starlight, I saw a water dragon shining with a faint light. With a crash, it went down the stone steps at the mountain gate, rushing down like a mountain stream.
Li Xiuyuan took a breath and said, "I told you that no flower fertilizer has been applied to the apricot and peach trees in the mountains this year."
