The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

What's worse, Lingfuzi obviously can't beat Qingliu Dalang.

It doesn't matter that the Ling Fuzi in this bubble is young, and his subordinates don't even have complete sword moves.There are many flaws in the fight, even Su Shisan can see the difference.

Seeing that Ling Fuzi failed in one move, Qingliu Dalang quickly restrained Ling Fuzi with the sword in his hand, turned around, and raised his hand to remove Su Shisan from the wall.

What are you going to do with me, my lord?Su Shisan yelled in his heart.It's a pity that he has no mouth now, can't make a sound, and can only jump and jump.

He clearly felt the familiar burning sensation all over his body after those white jade-like hands picked him up, which made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

help!Who can help me?

"Hey, what is this?" Qingliu Dalang repeatedly held the sword that Su Shisan transformed into in his hand, but he didn't see anything special about it.

From Qingliu Dalang's line of sight, he saw only a small emerald green sword, which was much shorter than ordinary swords, only three fingers wide and narrow, without even a scabbard, just naked.In the black jade-like sword heart, there is a turquoise blue in it, like flowing water.

Under the strong light in the cave, the translucent material can be vaguely seen.After shaking, there was a slight sound of dragon moaning.

Qingliu Dalang raised his sword, squinted his eyes, and looked carefully at the light for a long time, but he didn't see a flower, but the corners of his lips had already curled up. "Honey, you're so sweet."

Ling Fuzi wanted to rush forward angrily, but due to the restriction of his body's acupoints, he could barely break through three of them. He just took a step forward when he fell to the ground with limbs stiff, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Ling Fuzi was in a hurry, and shouted, "That sword can't be taken away, if it is taken away, something big will happen to the Heavenly Realm!"

Qingliu Dalang looked back at Ling Fuzi, and said with disdain, "What could happen? Could it be that the sky will collapse today?!"

After all, he laughed and walked away.

The two of them got out of the cave, oh no, one of them got out of the cave with a sword. Su Shisan once again felt the wonderful feeling he had when he first entered the book—he clearly had no facial features, no hands and feet, but he could clearly see And perceive everything that happens in the outside world.

There are vast rivers and mountains in the distance, and the farmland stretches endlessly under the smoke and clouds. From time to time, birds sing in the forest.

Right now, it is obvious that Qingliu Dalang is going all the way, not the Yujian or driving the cloud that this world of cultivating immortals is used to.

Qingliu Dalang carried him in his hand and happily walked all the way down.

The sound of the wind drifted past Su Shisan's ears easily.He could probably feel the joy conveyed from this jade-like hand.

He raised his eyes and looked around, hey, this place looks a bit like Xiaoyao Mountain, but it's not like the Xiaoyao Mountain he stayed in later.

The mountains here are obviously gentler, the seasons are like spring, and there are many exotic flowers and plants that he has never seen in Xiaoyao Mountain.Swarms of butterflies fluttered in front of his eyes, making the tip of his nose itchy, and he really wanted to catch one back.

Su Shisanyi was a little confused for a while, whether this is the Xiaoyao Mountain that should be described in the original book, or the place where the Jiange is located in the steep mountain and the cold atmosphere he passed through.

He recalled it carefully, but his head was in a daze, and this guy called Qingliu Dalang was bouncing up and down, and he was a little sleepy.

He thought drowsily, sleepily, the treasure that this guy stole back then was actually my young master?Then what happened when Ling Fuzi said that he came to Xiaoyao Mountain to snatch the marriage?He mentioned my young master, did he want to use it as a betrothal gift?Who is the bride?Young master, I have never seen a girl in this book!Where is the woman from? !

Whose girl did he rob, and what does it have to do with Ling Fuzi?

I think too much, and I can't get a correct answer after thinking about it.

Su Shisan simply dozed off in a half-drowsy state, but the restless scorching heat in his body never went away, burning fiercely in his heart.Others burn hot, but he only feels cold.Very cold.

He subconsciously jumped in Qingliu Dalang's hand, retracted to the heel of his palm, and pressed the heart of his sword tightly against Qingliu Dalang's Laogong acupoint.

The aura that continuously emanated from that place made him very happy.

Su Shisan fell asleep in peace.

Qingliu Dalang carried him all the way to the foot of the mountain, the warm wind gradually stopped, and the shadows began to increase.Su Shisan reluctantly raised his "eyelids", and what he saw was a peaceful scene, but he didn't see any towns.

In a radius of hundreds of miles, there are few people.

Su Shisan looked desperate, is this guy going to carry him all the way?How far will this go? !

Unexpectedly, Qingliu Dalang found a horse under a willow tree with a crooked neck at the col.

A maroon horse was grazing leisurely under a tree. Seeing them coming, the horse's hooves moved lightly and made a crisp clacking sound.

Qingliu Dalang untied the horse rope, stepped on the horse's back one by one with a sword, turned Su Shisan upside down, and said to himself, "Hey! This baby is quite short. I'm afraid you and Sutian can't get along well. There is a sword spirit? I don’t know if that boy Lingfu is coaxing me, or if he is serious.”

Taking advantage of the sun at the foot of the mountain, Dalang Qingliu lifted up the small sword that Su Shisan had transformed into and took another photo.

This time Su Shisan felt that the light was obviously hot, and it felt warm through his body, and there was something strange surging in his heart.It's like feeling that the storm is coming, and it's like the strange sixth intuition before the disaster.He yelled in his heart, hurry up!Get out of here!

But he has no mouth, he can't shout, and Qingliu Dalang can't hear his heart.

So Qingliu Dalang continued to hold him firmly in his hands, his legs were lightly clamped on the horse's belly, and he let out a "wow -" in his mouth, and walked slowly along the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain to the front.

The horse did not gallop, but ran briskly along the wind.Gradually on the official road, passing through dozens of scattered village households.

Seeing that they could enter the city ahead, a large group of black clouds suddenly accumulated above the sky.The black cloud seemed to have substance, pressing down on their heads.

The clouds became heavier and heavier, engulfing all the high places so heavily that even when looking back at Xiaoyao Mountain, you could only see the mountainside, and the peak seemed to be chopped into pieces by a giant with an axe.

There is only half of the sky left.A stream of fire poured out of the black cloud, burning scorchingly above the heads of the two of them.

The roar in the cochlea was continuous, and there were accumulated thunder everywhere.From time to time, arm-thick golden lightning bolts burst out of the clouds, split into the ground in a zigzag shape, and then quickly arched in all directions along the cracked ground.

In the sky and on the ground, it was like countless dragons dancing wildly at the same time.

The smell of madness in the wind, big swathes of wet wind.Something jumped on Su Shisan, it was salty and bitter.Heavy, like blood.

Su Shisan smelled the smell of death in the wind.

Qingliu Dalang on the horse also raised his head in surprise, his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, and half of the toppled sky was reflected in the pupils.

The sky that destroyed the heavens has collapsed.