Two months later, another person bravely broke into the Dengtian Pavilion and broke through the fourteenth floor in a row, attracting several people to stop and watch.
“It’s true that the world is full of talents,” the offal vendor sighed. “Two months ago, the Lei family successfully broke into the pavilion and became apprentices to the Second City Lord.
Three months ago, Qingmu Sword Immortal Wenjian Xueyue City became the Fourth City Lord.
This person today...is also a ruthless person!"
The person next to me chuckled disdainfully:
"Haha, you're a beef offal seller, what do you know about the world?"
The crowd was noisy, and a short and fat man in Taoist robes was very conspicuous. He was also looking at Dengtian Pavilion, holding two copper coins in his hand, and murmuring:
"When the Qi reaches its end, it will stop... I'm afraid I won't be able to pass through this level~"
The speaker's name is Feixuan, who is a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain and is the next bearer of destiny.
At the same time, Li Fansong howled several times and climbed to the fifteenth floor panting.
"Huh~ Thousands of people admire Xue Yue Sword Immortal, let me do it... Hey, why is it a man?"
Li Fansong was stunned. On the way here, he heard that the Sword Immortal would guard Dengtian Pavilion for three months, so more and more people wanted to come to the pavilion to ask for swordsmanship.
But Xueyue Sword Immortal is obviously a woman.
Is this...selling sheep's head to dog meat?
Li Fansong couldn't figure it out, so he raised his hands and asked:
"My Qingcheng Mountain disciple, Li Fansong, may I ask you who you are!"
"Aoki Sword Immortal," Fang Ping said with a dull expression, "You want to ask about the sword?"
Hearing this, Li Fansong scratched his head:
"Yes...and no. What I want to ask is Xueyue Sword Immortal, not Aoki Sword Immortal."
Fang Ping smiled:
"Xueyue City, there is no Xueyue Sword Immortal anymore, what have you been doing all this time?"
"Listening to books..."
Li Fansong felt embarrassed, but also heard from the storyteller that Xue Yue Sword Immortal did not take up the name of Sword Immortal. At that time, he did not take it seriously, thinking that the storyteller was just talking nonsense.
"Do you still want to ask about the sword?" Fang Ping asked.
Li Fansong's eyes narrowed:
"Of course, this trip is just for that sword, how can it be done halfway!"
"Ask the swordsman to test the sword!"
Li Fansong made a secret with one hand, the Infinite Sword rushed into his palm, and handed out a sword to Fang Ping.
The latter was still sitting cross-legged with his knees bent, and with one move with one hand, the Aoki Sword immediately responded to the enemy.
Both sides are holding wooden swords, but their sword moves are powerful and powerful.
The appearance of the sword does not show any killing power, but the sword's intent is sharp and sharp.
After a few moves, Li Fansong was sweating all over and failed to touch a corner of Fang Ping's clothes.
He gasped for breath:
"You are worthy of the name of Sword Immortal, he is really powerful."
"Are you going to continue?" Fang Ping asked rhetorically.
Li Fansong nodded slightly and made a gesture with his sword:
"I have a sword, let the swordsman try it!"
"The name of the sword is Wuliang Jian Gang!"
After finishing speaking, the Infinite Sword floated up into the air. Two were born, and three were born after two. The shadow of the sword was vague, and it was called Infinite.
"Okay, I also have a sword."
Fang Ping stood up and stood with his hands behind his back:
"Sword Name, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
As soon as the words fell, swords buzzed throughout the city, and countless swords came out of their sheaths, gathering like winds and dragons sucking water, and they all gathered towards Dengtian Pavilion.
Countless wooden swords and thousands of cold swords swirl around the pavilion.
Sikong Changfeng raised his head and sighed:
"It's strange, the people in Kenshinzuka use swords, so they have to borrow something from outsiders?
Li Hanyi borrowed all the flowers in the city, and Fang Ping borrowed all the long swords in the city."
As he spoke, two sword intents collided violently in the sky.
When Wuliang encounters thousands of swords, the peach wood breaks, the sword energy is annihilated, and the hundred-foot-long sword disappears inch by inch.
The cold sword is sharp, the sword intention surges, thousands of swords appear, and the majestic shattering sword array reaches the sky.
When the people in the city saw this, they all sighed that the sword immortal was so powerful that he must rule the world.
The sword tide surged past, and the immeasurable sword gang was immediately washed away, unable to gather into shape or condense.
Li Fansong knelt down and vomited blood, and the Wuliang Sword fell lightly to the ground.
"Om, cry, 咭, 咭, 利,尊, 嗫!"
When Fang Ping saw this, he immediately drew a talisman and recited a mantra, and created a Zhuyou technique to merge into Li Fansong's body.
The latter's body warmed up and his hands and feet felt much lighter.
"This... what kind of magical power is this? It's so magical!"
"Stop the ischemia and nourish the internal meridians," Fang Ping said calmly and sat down cross-legged again, "You lose, Taoist priest."
Li Fansong lowered his head:
"Yes, I lost..."
Fang Ping didn't say much, he closed his eyes and meditated on the art of swordsmanship, concentrating his body's beauty.
But Li Fansong did not leave. Instead, he jumped to the top of the pavilion and shouted loudly into the city:
"Qingcheng Mountain disciple, Li Fansong, comes to ask Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal!"
"Please ask Xue Yue Sword Immortal to try the sword! Just one sword!"
Fang Ping raised his eyebrows:
"What does this thing look like?"
The onlookers also looked puzzled and whispered among themselves, confused about the situation.
"Didn't this person lose? Why did he ask about the sword?"
"But Xue Yue Sword Immortal has long since stopped doing this. He's looking for a sword in the air?"
Fei Xuan shook his head, led the donkey and shouted:
"Uncle Junior, come down quickly, it's cold up there!"
Li Fansong remained unmoved and kept shouting, showing the courage to stay with anyone who asked for a sword.
Fang Ping advised:
"Taoist, there is no Xue Yue Sword Immortal in the world anymore. It's useless for you to shout at him. Just go back."
Li Fansong shook his head firmly:
"No, the purpose of my trip is to see that beautiful sword!
The sword accompanies the good and the bad, year after year, I don't give up, I don't hope for good luck or keep wealth, I just ask Xue Yue to hand me a sword!"
Fang Ping smiled:
"You are so ambitious, then just shout, maybe you will shout out."
But Li Fansong shouted for a long time, and all the onlookers left, their throats were full of smoke, but Xue Yue Sword Fairy was nowhere to be seen.
He went downstairs, asked Fang Ping for a pot of tea, and said angrily:
"I'm like this, why doesn't the Sword Immortal refuse to show up?"
"Sword Immortal Aoki, is my posture for asking the sword wrong?"
Fang Ping smiled and shook his head:
"I don't know. How about you learn the posture I used when asking for a sword?"
Li Fansong nodded heavily. It would be good to learn from the Sword Immortal.
He listened attentively, and Fang Ping spoke eloquently:
"You only need to be on the fourteenth floor, lift the fifteenth or sixteenth floor with one sword, and then call "Wen Jian".
"Is Xue Yue Sword Immortal sure to come?" Li Fansong asked curiously.
"Xueyue Sword Immortal may not come, but Spear Immortal will definitely come," Fang Ping chuckled secretly.
"..."
Li Fansong scratched his head, thought for a moment, and seemed to have decided:
"Since Xue Yue Sword Immortal can't come out, then I will keep asking about swords, and I must see the sword that Master said!
If you don’t achieve your goal, you will never return to Qingcheng Mountain!”
As he spoke, Li Fansong raised his hand towards Fang Ping:
"I'll come back to the pavilion tomorrow. Please don't bother me, Sword Immortal."
Not long after the Taoist priest left, Li Hanyi came.
"You didn't come for a long time when someone asked me about Jian, but you came secretly just after I left?" Fang Ping said with his eyes closed.
"He's asking about Xue Yue Sword Immortal. What does it have to do with me, Li Hanyi," she said matter-of-factly.
"Haha, you are right."
Fang Ping was too lazy to argue with her, otherwise the mission would fail...
Li Hanyi turned to ask:
"You have been in seclusion for two months. Have you improved in your swordsmanship?"
"have."
"Then let me give it a try!"
As he spoke, Li Hanyi's iron horse Binghe unsheathed, and the cold air pointed directly at Fang Ping's eyebrows.
The latter, however, sat as firm as a bell and showed no signs of guarding.
The tip of the sword stopped one centimeter from his forehead:
"Huh, aren't you afraid of being killed by me?"
"You want to surpass me, how can you bear to kill me?" Fang Ping said calmly, "Go back and give that Taoist priest a sword as soon as possible and send him away."
Li Hanyi sheathed his sword and said in a frivolous tone:
"When will you come out of seclusion and pick up my sword? I just agreed to ask the sword."