Chapter 42 If you offend me, you must make up your mind to die
At dusk, I return to the mountain at night.
A golden light shines on the sword tomb, like the sun has descended.
Along with it came an overwhelming sword intent.
"Zheng——"
There was a tremor, and the sword energy arrived. Puppet and another heavenly killer retreated quickly, barely avoiding the sword.
The sword fell, the golden light dissipated, and all the killers stopped.
Su Muyu looked dead:
"I'm back, how could it be so fast..."
The golden light dispersed, and two figures, one black and one white, stood at the mouth of the valley, emitting two completely different sword intentions.
Aoki Sword Immortal Fang Ping, former Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.
Su Muyu frowned...According to the spies, the two of them clearly left Beili. Could it be possible that they turned back midway?
The killers from the three families of Anhe hesitated to move forward. Two more swordsmen came. How to fight?
At the same time, King Li Su finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Hey, I'm finally back. My house is about to be torn down... You can handle your own affairs by yourself."
Xie Xuan put away thousands of books, leaned against the book box, and complained tiredly:
"Hey, you two really know how to choose the right moment to choose the hero to appear at the critical moment?"
Fang Ping nodded slightly:
"No, thank you, senior, you are the real hero."
"We went to Nanjue and killed someone before we came back."
"impossible!"
Su Muyu was emotional:
"Fake, if you went to Nanjue, you wouldn't be able to come back so soon!"
Fang Ping looked at the head of the Su family and sneered:
"If I gave it to Suchanghe at first, I will give it to you now.
The underground river is, after all, a thing under the ground. If you don't see the vastness of the sky, you won't hear the top of the immortals!"
"You know nothing about me."
After finishing speaking, Fang Ping raised his sword and Li Hanyi raised his stance.
The seven-star dragon chants far away, the iron horse and the ice river shake Kunlun, one sword raises the silver dragon, and the other sword accompanies the frost.
The two swordsmen moved in unison, raising their arms, slashing vertically with their swords, and sheathing their swords to gather momentum.
It is the first form of Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
Li Hanyi has excellent swordsmanship talent and has completely mastered it.
"Drink! Stop!"
Puppet picked up a broken sword and joined forces with another Xiaoyao Tianjing to fight against it.
His feet did not leave the ground, but his body was forced to move tens of meters backward, leaving two deep marks.
"Click——"
The broken sword was also broken.
The puppet dropped the hilt of his sword, his hands were shaking and bleeding. It was obvious that the Sword Immortal's sword was not so easy to catch.
He turned back to look at Su Muyu, indicating that he could no longer fight.
Our current state is very poor. Even if we use the Mu family's secret method, the accumulated fatigue in our body cannot be completely ignored, let alone fighting against two sword immortals.
Su Muyu's eyes flickered and she looked at Fang Ping:
"...Have you met everyone?"
"Yes, I saw him for the last time and gave him the last sword," Fang Ping said calmly, "Does that make sense?"
"He's dead," Li Hanyi said simply, "It's your turn now."
Su Muyu shook his head and subconsciously rejected the idea. It was impossible for them to find the parents.
But now, nothing seems to make sense...
Fang Ping and Li Hanyi rushed straight towards them, and the killers along the way could not stop them in the slightest. Even the puppets in the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm could not withstand the fierce sword moves.
"The name of the sword is Dahe Sword Intent!"
Fang Ping's sword power surged, and the mighty energy rushed straight to the Tianmen, calling the sword to surge into the Milky Way and wash away the water of the underground river.
I was shocked, and my heart was shocked... Is this the sword intention that made Luo Lei Mountain disappear?
His pupils involuntarily dilated, and then he raised his hand to snatch away the sword of an assassin, preparing to take the sword:
"Sword Immortal, haha... The water of the underground river is endless. There have been sword immortals who tried to destroy us, but none of them succeeded."
Fang Ping held up a foot of territory, his eyes cold and slightly angry:
"If you offend me, you must be determined to die!"
"Threats will only deepen my determination to eradicate the roots!"
After finishing speaking, the tide of swords fell like a mountain, the waves shook people's hearts, and directly drowned the puppet.
When the sword river converged, the puppet suffered one hundred and eight puncture wounds and died on the spot.
"That's a puppet of Xiaoyao Tianjing..." A Xie family member's pupils trembled, and he no longer had the will to fight.
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice sounded in his ears:
"So what if you are in the heavenly realm? You all have grown up to be demons, and your strength has reached the level of half-step fugue. Aren't you going to be killed by my sword?"
"!"
The Xie family killer's heart trembled, and then he noticed that Fang Ping was missing!
"bass--"
The dragon's abyss spins, blood streaks shoot out, and the skull and bones roll.
On the other side, Li Hanyi swung his sword into frost, and the August flying snow froze the feet of the killer in the sky with a sword, sealing his throat in an instant.
The two sides fought for several days, and they were already at the end of their strength, so they were naturally no match for the swordsman in his heyday.
The three Xiaoyao Tianjing masters were all killed, and the remaining killers were timid, but had no way out.
They wanted to escape, but suddenly they found that they were surrounded by a sword array. From front to back, left and right, from the sky and the earth, a cold sword of good or bad was circling around like a silver fish, blocking the entire space.
"The head of the Su family has said that no one can leave today."
Fang Ping made a secret with one hand and said with great energy:
"Sword Name, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
The most indispensable thing here is swords. There are thousands of famous swords in the Sword Pavilion, tens of thousands of swords in the Sword Tomb, and countless broken swords of ordinary quality!
"Buzz——"
Thousands of sword blades soared to the sky like a waterfall, and the sky above them vibrated together. The sound was intertwined, like the sky breaking and the earth splitting, and the swords were connected like a long dragon.
At this moment, the sky was completely dark, perhaps because the sun had set, or perhaps thousands of swords had blocked the sunlight.
Su Muyu didn't know clearly. His vision was filled with swords and not a trace of the sky could be seen, just like the future of Underwater.
Fang Ping's horizontal sword flicked the blade, and the sword's roar like a dragon's roar rippled in the air:
"The next song is the lamentation of the underground river."
After finishing his words, thousands of swords fell down, golden swords resounded, and silver dragons swallowed the earth.
The momentum was so huge that it was even more spectacular than the Sword Pressing the Moon City.
King Li Su looked at Fang Ping's back with a smile on his face:
"This is the sword of the young man, and it is also the sword of the world."
The sword guards were shocked when they saw Ten Thousand Swords returning to their clan. What kind of terrifying sword intent was this?
Unable to speak in silence:
"The world says that the sword of Xueyue Sword Immortal is the most beautiful, the Confucian Sword Immortal's sword is the most elegant, the Nu Sword Immortal's sword is the most domineering, the Taoist Sword Immortal's sword is the most immortal, and the Gu Jianxian's sword is the most unique.
But Sword Immortal Aoki can be called the strongest... the Immortal of Sword Immortals."
Xie Xuan nodded lightly:
"I heard that Fang Ping is a man who has prospered in martial arts and will eventually stand at the pinnacle of martial arts."
After a while, all the swords fell, and the sky revealed its original night sky.
The valley is filled with cold swords. From a distance, it looks like white snow and silver frost are paving the way.
All the Dark River Killers present were wiped out, and no one survived.
Fang Ping sheathed his sword and spoke:
"Han Yi..."
"Call by full name."
"I said, there are still some left-behind members in Anhe. Should we go now or later?"
Li Hanyi turned the hilt of the sword with his backhand, sheathed the blade, and said in a calm tone:
"Right now, kill everyone in Anhe."
"good."
Fang Ping performed the art again, his body glowed with golden light, and he took Li Hanyi and turned into a shooting star and flew away.
King Li Su looked dull:
"...Leaving? Leaving without even saying hello?"
"You chase Anhe and leave the cold clothes for me. What if your home is stolen again?"
Xie Xuan next to him smiled:
"Senior Li, young people are full of blood, just let them go.
Moreover, Anhe has suffered hundreds of casualties this time, so there is not much left to spare."
"Oh, that kid is young, but Hanyi is already thirty years old," Li Suwang sighed, "She should be more stable, right?"
Xie Xuan smiled and said nothing.
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ps: According to the age calculation in the original work, Li Hanyi should be thirty-two years old now. Here, the age is calculated as just thirty years old. This is to facilitate the connection with Fang Ping at the Jianxin Tomb, otherwise the time will not match.