The Sword Dynasty - 496. Chapter 495

“Who are you?”

This middle-aged Xianfuzong man wearing a black robe frowned and asked subconsciously.

In his subconscious, this is the gate of Xianfuzong, he is a member of Xianfuzong, then this person is naturally a spy who sneaked into Xianfuzong, and his voice and aura naturally carry righteousness and courage.

However, in the face of his yelling questions, the tall and thin man blocking his road in front of him only slowly grasped the hilt of the sword in front of him, and calmly said: “I am Zhang Yi’s uncle.”

“Zhang Yi’s uncle?”

The middle-aged man of Xian Fuzong was stunned, and a slightly ironic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He thought that he was Zhang Yi’s senior uncle according to his generation. Isn’t this man in the costume of Xian Fuzong his own generation? .

However, in the next moment, when he felt the sharp sword intent rising from the opponent, he suddenly woke up, “Are you from Changling?”

The tall and thin man looked at him, nodded, and said, “White sheep hole.”

The middle-aged man of Xianfuzong frowned, and his slightly ironic smile disappeared, transforming into a solemn meaning.

He didn’t know how this person got to Xianfuzong, and how he would appear at this time.

But in his impression, Zhang Yi and the white sheep cave where the young wine shop was born is just a very weak sect in Changling, and Xianfuzong is equivalent to the Minshan Sword Sect and the Lingxu Sword Sect to Changling. The same existence cannot be equal.

He didn’t know that Zhang Yi’s uncle had only one Li Daoji who lived outside the Aries Cave.

He didn’t know Li Daoji’s name and knew nothing about Li Daoji’s story.

So he still didn’t think this swordsman from Aries Cave could stop him.

This is not a usual duel invitation, so when the solemn meaning appears on his face, his fingers have already quietly affected Fuyi.

Countless yellow leaves falling on the ground floated up quietly, and the veins on each yellow leaf gleamed.

The veins of these leaves are natural channels for absorbing nutrients from the tree body and sunlight and water vapor. For a talisman of his realm, each yellow leaf is his symbol and a weapon given to him by nature.

After he entered the Immortal Talisman Sect and achieved success, his lifelong training has also been related to these natural leaf veins. His name is Cheng Qingye, and Mingmingzhong seems to be related to this leaf.

He was not in this fairy Fuzong mountain gate before, but in Dayan’s imperial palace.

The imperial palace rune master, in a sense, also means the most powerful.

At this time, the yellow leaves that fell on the mountain road were already lifeless, but with his thoughts, the thin true essence flowed out from his fingertips, and flowed into the veins of these yellow leaves with his thoughts. In the process, these veins suddenly brightened, blooming vigorously.

All these yellow leaves turned green in an instant, and the entire mountain road and the air behind him turned green in an instant, like the arrival of spring.

His meaning is called Chunyi.

The strongest spring mood is moisturizing things silently, arriving quietly, not knowing when or where it will arrive.

If you don’t know when or where you will arrive, there will be killing intent everywhere.

Li Daoji’s lips were as tight as red lines.

Since he left Changling, he has completely disappeared into the world. Even Zhang Yi and Su Qin don’t know where he has gone, and even today he didn’t expect him to appear here.

Except for the difference in clothing, his appearance and sword seem to have not changed in any way from Changling.

What is certain is that when he was in Changling, his cultivation was absolutely far away from the practitioner of the Immortal Talisman.

However, at this time, facing such a sign, his eyes with a murderous intent were calm and full of strong self-confidence.

He drew his sword in a hurry.

Then, in a weird way, like swinging a hoe to hoe the ground, swinging his long sword, he chiseled into the air in front of him.

Countless chicks sounded.

Fu Yi suddenly disappeared.

The countless green leaves floating behind Cheng Qingye turned yellow again.

Cheng Qingye retreated several tens of feet in amazement, the wind entwined around her body smashed the yellow leaves, and even instantly passed through the pavilion and hit the mountain wall behind the pavilion.

This is something he has never encountered before.

Li Daoji’s sword, in his perception, was like cutting a hole in all his charms, causing the heaven and earth vitality he had summoned to flow out of that hole in an instant.

He even felt that Li Daoji’s cultivation base was still much inferior to him, but this sword caused him to feel fear and powerlessness out of thin air, at least for that moment, even his confidence was penetrated.

“What kind of sword intent is this?”

He screamed subconsciously.

Amid the screams, a leaf carved from jasper flew out of his hand.

There are also countless veins in this leaf, layered on top of each other.

The true essence in his body surged out like waves and poured into this jasper-carved leaf.

This is a piece of Dao Talisman he has spent many years refining, and it can also be said to be his natal talisman.

This piece of talisman was sacrificed, and the leaves of the half mountain behind him, whether it was the yellow leaves on the ground or the green leaves remaining on the tree, all separated from the ground and branches, and fluttered with violent tremors.

There was a violent roar in the sky, and the vitality of heaven and earth rushed like a giant mountain.

Li Daoji made another sword.

He didn’t change anything, he still gave people the feeling of swinging a hoe to hoe the ground, swinging his sword towards the air ahead.

Cheng Qingye screamed again.

The fuyi he had just condensed quickly vented away again, and a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality followed a hole, not knowing where it was going, but it was out of his control.

On the piece of jasper Taoist talisman in front of him, only the true essence in his body was constantly splashing, like countless ray of lightning pouring out but could not be transformed into real killing intent.

He couldn’t believe it.

Send the third symbolic meaning.

He subconsciously felt that maybe the other party knew the mystery of the talisman he had cultivated, and had already developed a sword power to break his talisman, so his third talisman was quite satisfactory, and it was a commonly used talisman in the fairy talisman. .

This is a true thunder symbol.

Even in the battlefield, they have been used by many powerful practitioners of the Xianfuzong, proving that they are powerful and unbreakable.

Lightning flashed between the palm prints in his palm.

At the same time, the sky was like someone cut a hole with a giant knife, and a golden color appeared.

In his imagination, in the next instant, several buckets of golden lightning would be shot down and hit Li Daoji.

However, at this moment, Li Daoji made another sword.

He hoeed the ground again.

The meaning of the true thunder talisman also disappeared.

There was thunder in the sky, but no thunder fell.

Cheng Qingye had no expression on his face, his mouth opened to the extreme, but he couldn’t make a sound anymore, and he couldn’t even breathe.

He cast out the fourth talisman again.

This is a sacrificial fire talisman.

This is the most basic and simple meaning of Xian Fuzong.

The most basic and the simplest often means the most difficult to break.

However, when the enthusiasm just rises, the fuyi disappears.

Li Daoji still used such a sword to break his talisman.

With each sword, Li Daoji took a step forward.

After just four steps, he passed through the pavilion and arrived not far in front of him.

Cheng Qingye felt terrified.

He issued the fifth talisman.

Several cyan flowing flames rushed out from the mountain walls on both sides of his body, as if they were about to become a wall.

However, these few Liu Yan had just rushed out, and the meaning had not yet been completed, and Li Daoji’s sword had already been hoeed down like a hoe.

This time his sword hoe was not talismanic, but directly into his chest.

The strong sword qi directly tore his internal organs, forcing the broken true qi and flesh and blood to rush out of his mouth.

“how so?”

This was the hardest time to make a sound, but Cheng Qingye, like a drowning man, looked desperately at the sword Li Daoji pierced into his chest, but made a sound.