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After finishing speaking, the young girl Qi Fanxing's pretty face showed a strong resolute look, and her especially serious words continued to ring out:

"If I were a sword cultivator from other sects here today, I might give in, but I, Qi Fanxing, would not, because this is my way of the sword!"

The word kendo rolls out, like a turbulent wave crashing and bursting, and then the girl pulls out the broad sword behind her back by an inch, and a thick blue light shoots up into the sky.

But in the next breath, a hand stretched out and directly held down the girl's right hand that drew the sword. This hand didn't use too much force, but it just made it difficult for Fan Xing's hand to move.

Then a warm and thick voice sounded, lingering in the ears of the former:

"Little girl, in today's ups and downs of the world, you can still stick to your own way, you are very good."

As the voice fell, the void of the restaurant spread out like water waves, and then a figure wearing a coir raincoat stepped out of the void, and at the same time, all the monks in the lobby of the restaurant took a step back uncontrollably .

"Uncle, this shit Thunder Lotus Sword Sect is blatantly bullying people!"

Yi'er's subsequent voice was still filled with anger, and then the coir raincoat figure turned her head and looked at the purple-clothed youth whose face suddenly changed.

This understated glance is like ten thousand years!

Then the whole body of the young master of Thunder Lotus Sword Sect began to tremble, dense beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and at the same time the natal sword in the sea of ​​consciousness shattered completely with a bang.

"My young master's natal dao sword is broken, damn it, damn it!"

A shrill roar came from the mouth of the young master of Leilian Sword Sect, and then he raised his hands, covered his head tightly, and rolled on the ground in pain.

In the next breath, the man in coir raincoat stretched out his hand and held it lightly in the air. The long sword tightly wrapped in cloth on the desk flew into the former's hand automatically, and then his deep voice sounded clearly again:

"There are hundreds of millions of swords in Baolian Sword Land, and you have quite a few in Leilian Sword School. You can't be too greedy, because you can snatch some swords, but you can't afford this one, even if you add the whole Leilian Jianzong, also can't bear it!"

After the words fell, the man in coir raincoat sat down beside the desk with a sword in hand, and the voice continued:

"Dingshan, blast them out!"

"Yes, Master."

Li Dingshan nodded in agreement, his voice fell, he turned his head to look at the Leilian Sword Sect cultivator in front of him, with no pupils in his eyes, a very strong golden glow suddenly began to emerge.

After a few breaths, strands of golden lines intertwined in Li Dingshan's eyes, and it only took a moment to form an extremely strange rune, which was a long sword.

At the same time, in the void of the entire restaurant, it turned upside down, and a green light suddenly appeared!

Afterwards, endless blue light converged inward in the void, instantly turning into a blue phantom long sword, pointing straight ahead, with murderous intent fully revealed!

Chapter 1736

"For sword cultivators, the natal sword is the foundation of cultivation. Once it is destroyed, it is like a body's cultivation is directly abolished, and it will be tens of millions of times more difficult to cultivate.

"Your Excellency directly smashed the Benlei Dao Sword of my sect's young master. It is already an endless situation. In the future, whether it is in the land of Baolian sword or the rest of the Taixuan land, they will be chased and killed by my sect without end. !"

The painful howls of the young master of Leilian Sword Sect after the natal Dao sword was shattered continued to resound in the restaurant, and then in the formation of Leilian Sword Sect, the complexion of the old man surnamed Lei suddenly turned ashen, and he continued to utter shout loudly:

"Lei Lian Jianzong, draw your sword!"

In the old man's voice, apart from anger, there was also faint fear, because the suzerain of the Thunder Lotus Sword Sect is also extremely domineering, if he knew that his precious son was forcefully smashed into pieces by his natal sword under his nose, Baobuqi, the suzerain with unfathomable cultivation, would go crazy.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Lei squinted his eyes, and the power of the law that belonged to the Master of the Birth and Extinction Realm of Palm Fate was raised to the limit. Together with all the disciples behind him, he drew his sword out of its sheath with a swipe.

The Thunder Lotus Sword Sect is known for its fierce sword power, so the sound of the sword unsheathing was not an ordinary sword cry, but a thunderous roar that shocked people's hearts.

A total of ten purple long swords were pulled out and pointed forward, and in front of these long swords with purple thunder beating, there was only one solitary green sword floating in the air.

"This blue sword is so mysterious, why we can't feel any of the swordsmanship contained in it, it's really weird!"

All the people present in the restaurant were sword wielders, so they could naturally sense the difference in the blue light sword in the void ahead, and then behind Fan Xing, the elder sister of Liantai Sword Sect, an extraordinary disciple took a step back and continued Opened the mouth and said:

"Although this sword seems to be mysterious, it is matched against the former one by a genuine Master of the Fate of Birth and Destruction Realm, and he has mastered the extremely killing and cutting Thunderbolt Sword Intent. I don't believe that such a young person can shatter Handling the domain of the great master of birth and death!"

As soon as this remark came out, the girl Fanxing standing in front of the disciples did not continue to speak, but waved her hands to make the disciples behind her continue to retreat, and then waved her hands and laid several thick sword barriers in front of her.

As soon as the water-blue barriers appeared, the ear-piercing thunder suddenly burst out, and then the old man in purple stepped forward and swung his sword forward.

What it pierced was a whole purple thunderbolt!

As we all know, between heaven and earth, thunder is swift, urgent, and fierce, and the speed can be called teleportation. Therefore, in an instant, the sword of thunder is directly approaching the forehead of Li Dingshan in front of him.

The thunder roared, and even many monks had difficulty responding, but the green sword suspended in front of Li Dingshan was faster and stronger.

Moments later, strands of cyan runes intertwined on the cyan long sword suddenly lit up, and disappeared in place in an instant without a sound, like a phantom, shattered and disillusioned.

From the beginning to the end, Li Dingshan never raised his hands, and the green sword in front of him only came out with the power of his eyes.

So as fast as the former's eyes are, so is this sword.

Truly a thousand miles away!

When the extremely fast supernatural power appeared in the void, even the surrounding time and space would start to slow down, so everyone seemed to stand there in a daze, motionless.

To put it bluntly, the duel between swords and swords is extremely simple and pure. Whoever has the sharpest edge will win, and the victory or defeat will be won in an instant.

Then the blue sword of thought in front of Li Dingshan completely cut through the middle of the Thunderbolt that Master Leilian Sword Sect had slashed with all his strength, just like an experienced farmer splitting the wooden pile with a wave of his hand. of bamboo.

It's an understatement, but it's heart-shattering.

It turns out that Thunder can really be cut from it!

"uh-huh!"

Thunderclap, embodied by his natal Dao sword, was severely injured. Even if the old man's cultivation base had reached the world's rare master state of palm edge birth and death, he still couldn't restrain a muffled groan.

In the next moment, starting with this muffled hum, the flow of time in this restaurant instantly returned to normal.

Afterwards, the qi began to surge wildly, and the rolling force generated by the collision of the two sword qis also began to sweep outward, and a particularly violent sword wind suddenly blew up in the entire restaurant.

"Everyone, the sharpness is too sharp, pay attention to avoid distraction!"

The noisy sword wind roared, Qi Fanxing, the elder sister of Liantai Jianzong who was the first to react, opened her mouth and yelled loudly, but before she finished speaking, a very clear sound of gold and iron breaking suddenly resounded in everyone's ears :

"Bang, bang!"

Every cracking sound indicated that one of the disciples of Leilian Sword Sect was directly broken in two.

The cracking sound was louder and louder, and the sound was endless, causing the pupils of all the sword cultivators around to hear the words to keep dilating and shrinking.

In other words, Li Dingshan's light-hearted green sword not only pierced Lei Ting directly, but also shattered the natal swords of all the disciples of Leilian Sword Sect.

"Who is this young man? He can completely suppress everyone in the Thunder Lotus Sword Sect with just a few gestures. You must know that there is a master among them!"

An unbelievable voice came from Jianxiu, who kept evading backwards, and then Li Dingshan, who stood motionless, finally made other movements.

In the next breath, Li Dingshan raised his hands, and the golden runes in his pupils continued to change and intertwine, directly changing from the original blue long sword to a vast and overturning huge wave.

Then Li Dingshan took a sudden step forward, raised his hands and slapped the front hard:

"The ups and downs of troubled times carry the wind and rain, and there is nowhere to hide!"

As the voice fell, there was a roar of huge waves in the void of the restaurant, and suddenly there was a bang, followed by Li Dingshan's hands clapping forward, a huge blue wave gushed out of nothingness, facing towards Lei Lian Jianzong and others in front of him took a head-on shot.

This green wave swept forward and began to divide. The upper part is clear and the lower part is turbid. It seems that a world is evolving vigorously, which is simply wonderful.

Then, in a short while, this huge cyan wave that went up to the sky and down to the ground completely ignored the thunder rushing sword energy that the elder of Leilian Sword Sect was desperately displaying, and instantly wrapped everyone in front of him Inside, the mighty rushed out of the restaurant.

The turbulent energy in the lobby of the Lotus Terrace Restaurant changed rapidly, and in an instant, the originally powerful member of the Leilian Sword Sect was completely blown away by a single palm.

After a few breaths, the green waves in the void gradually dissipated, reflecting on the stunned sword cultivators around, and then the girl Qi Fanxing shook her body, and murmured in shock:

"Is this Yi Nian Tai, Tai Qing?"

Chapter 1737

One thought becomes a sword, one thought turns into a sea, it is for one thought to be too clear.

From the beginning to the end, Li Dingshan in the lobby of Liantai Restaurant only took one step forward, but his thoughts moved between the laws of heaven and earth. In a short time, Lei Lian Jianzong and his ilk were completely blasted out of the restaurant.

This scene undoubtedly shocked all the sword cultivators in the restaurant, and Fan Xing, the senior sister of Liantai Jianzong, put away the strange color on her face after reacting, saluted respectfully to the man in coir raincoat who was sitting down, and said softly Opened the mouth and said:

"My Lotus Terrace Sword Sect has not entertained you well, and I hope the distinguished guests will forgive me. You can follow me to the upper box, can you be more clean?"

"The dishes are all served, let's just take a bite, little girl, you are busy with your work, so there is no need to be polite."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man in coir raincoat beside the desk waved his hand, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and continued:

"Girl, you are not bad. I haven't come to Baolian Swordland for so many years, and there are still some good seedlings."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Fanxing showed a happy smile on his resolute face, and bowed in front of him again, and the respectful voice came out again:

"Then please have dinner, I will leave later."

As the voice came out, the girl didn't hesitate at all, and led the disciples of the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect behind her to leave together. At the same time, all the original swordsman diners in the restaurant also quietly left.

These sword cultivators had different expressions on their faces, but they knew that no matter what happened next, it was not a situation that ordinary low-level sword cultivators like them could just watch from the outside.

As the saying goes, gods fight, mortals suffer, too strong curiosity will not only kill cats, but even people!

The sword cultivators evacuated extremely fast, and after a while, the entire restaurant was empty, except for the three Taiqingzong who were sitting and eating in a corner of the lobby.

Yi'er, whose face was still gloomy, took a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, then angrily put down the bowl and chopsticks, did not speak, just sat like this, and then the man in straw coir raincoat opposite him raised his head, waving his head with a cyan haze. Eyes, staring at the former, asked:

"What's the matter, Xiao Yi'er, are you still so angry?"

"Uncle, you are asking the question knowingly."

There was a little coquettishness in the girl Yi'er's voice, and then the girl's face became more angry, and she said:

"Uncle, you don't know how hateful this young master of the Leilian Sword Sect is. He shouts "Stop the thief" and is aggressive, even trying to force everyone around us to admit that we are the ones who stole the sword.

"If it weren't for us, we still have some skills. If we were ordinary people, not only the sword would be robbed, but even our life would have to be confessed here. It's so annoying."

After the girl Yi'er's words fell, she was still out of breath, picked up the teacup in front of her, and poured it into her mouth forcefully, her angry face was like a big red apple, quite cute.

Then the man in coir raincoat who was eating leisurely, with a smile on his handsome and vicissitudes face, responded:

"Didn't that kid have already learned his lesson? The natal sword is completely destroyed, and he will never be able to cultivate it again in this life. Moreover, Dingshan also left scars on the natal swords of the Leilian Sword Sect monks, which will take a long time to repair."

After finishing speaking, the man in coir raincoat who had almost eaten put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, his eyes moved as if he could see through all the laws of the world, and the voice lingered in the restaurant again:

"Yi'er thinks uncle's punishment for them is too light?"

As soon as this question came out, Yi'er shook her head, and a crisp voice came out in response:

"That's not true, I just simply see that Young Sect Master Lei Ming is uncomfortable, it's too hateful."

After finishing speaking, the pretty blushing girl raised her hand, clenched her right fist, and the crisp voice continued:

"I used to hear that among the land of Baolian swords, the Leilian sword sect is the most domineering, but I didn't expect to dare to pay attention to us.

"It's a pity that my cultivation base is not high, otherwise I wouldn't need Senior Brother Ding Shan to make a move, Yi'er and I can beat them all over the floor!"

"Then you are still so lazy in your practice, but if you take care of yourself, it's not like you can't even turn a sword with a single thought."

Although the head of the Taiqing Sect said words of reproach, he still stretched out his hand and touched Yi'er's head very lovingly, then turned his head to look at the long sword placed on the table, and the still steady voice continued to ring out :

"If you dare to covet the Taiqing Sword, it is not an exaggeration for me to destroy all the sects of the Thunder Lotus Sword Sect, but the current situation is a bit complicated, and there have been some variables, so it is not good to act rashly."

After the Taiqing Sect Master's voice came out, Yi'er's pretty face gradually turned into a thoughtful look, and she murmured and asked:

"Uncle, the variable you mentioned is the big plan that the young master of the Thunder Lotus Sword Sect said just now?"

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged man in coir raincoat holding the teacup narrowed his eyes, and said in a faint voice:

"Yes, with the ups and downs of luck in the earth today, the situation that was not peaceful at first has intensified, and the whole sky is covered by darkness, even if it is me, I can't see it clearly for a while.

"Under such a situation, all major forces are ready to move, and this Baolian Sword Land is no exception."

"Master, it may not be easy for the kendo sect of Baolian Swordland to return to its former glory."

As soon as the Taiqing Sect master's voice fell, Li Dingshan's voice, who had not spoken until now, suddenly sounded, and then the middle-aged man in coir raincoat showed a look of surprise on his face, and said:

"Dingshan, do you know that the Four Great Sword Sects of Baolian Sword are discussing the re-merger?"

The indifferent voice of the Sect Master of the Taiqing Sect came out, and the young girl Yi'er who was sitting beside her opened her eyes wide and parted her red lips with a horrified look on her face.

Then the former thought about it in a blink of an eye, stared at Li Dingshan's pupils without pupils, and spoke again as if suddenly enlightened:

"I almost forgot, Dingshan, you have the heart of heaven and earth, but you can listen to the voices in the hearts of living beings. You should have heard the thoughts in the hearts of the young master of the Thunder Lotus Sword Sect."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man in the coir raincoat put down the wine glass, and continued to say with an affirmative voice:

"The Qinglian Sword Sect used to be extremely powerful, and it was too powerful, and at the same time, those ancient sword immortals with earth-shattering cultivation, even the fairy gods of the Immortal Palace, were three points of courtesy.

"Although the past glory of the sword cultivator has passed for such a long time, it still left an indelible mark on the hearts of these people in Baolian Swordland, which made the merger at this time possible."

After the words were finished, the Taiqing Sect Master raised his cup and took a sip of tea, his eyes moved slightly, his face was thoughtful, and he stopped talking.

He did not comment on the good or bad of the merger of the four major sword sects, because these are one of the tides gushing out under the general trend.