Song of Adolescence

Lei Wujie stared blankly at his predecessor driving to the west, and couldn't help but feel fascinated: "This is the real master." But fortunately, although this predecessor has a weird personality, he can be regarded as giving way for himself. The fifteenth floor, the sixteenth floor will be immediately available. He took a long breath and walked forward, but the sixteenth floor was also empty.

No one, naturally no one.

Lei Wujie did not choose to wait a moment longer this time. Instead, he jumped up, broke through the roof, and jumped to the top of the Dengtian Pavilion in one step, shouting loudly, "Lei Wujie, disciple of Lei Jiabao Lei Hongzuo, ask Sword in Xueyue City!"

"See Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

Ask the sword in Xueyue City? See Li Hanyi?

"Crazy." Sikong Qianluo whispered.

Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, one of the five sword immortals in the world, has not failed since he was given the sword. Even if he is a disciple of Lei Mun, even if he is full of thunder and blast, but.

What qualifications does he have to ask the sword fairy?

Tang Lian and Xiao Se knew the inside story, their expressions were not so surprised, but they were a little inexplicable panic at the moment.

In itself, Li Hanyi said these three words with a kind of horror. Among the three city masters of Xueyue City, although Sikong Changfeng is respected as the unique gun fairy in the world, he is unrestrained and unpretentious. He is the only one among the three city masters who is close to his disciples and is the only one who is really in charge of Xueyue City. Lord of the city. On the other hand, Baili Dongjun, the lord of the great city, saw the dragon without seeing the end. Even Tang Lian had never seen him several times. Each time he taught was only a few words, sometimes it was just a letter, disciples. There are rumors that the big city lord actually wanders outside all year round, not in Xueyue City at all. However, Li Hanyi, the lord of the second city, has been living in Cangshan, retreating and practicing sword, and has never appeared in Xueyue City. Everything about him is a mystery.

"What kind of person is Li Hanyi?" Xiao Se asked Tang Lian.

Tang Lian shook her head: "I don't know."

"What does it look like?" Xiao Se asked again.

Tang Lian still shook her head: "I don't know."

"Have you never seen him?" Xiaoshou asked in confusion.

"I have seen the second master seven times, six of which only heard his voice but did not see him. Only once the second master appeared, but still covered her face with a gray scarf." Tang Lian shook her head, "and the second master never talked to him. I have spoken, so I don’t know him."

Xiao Se turned his head and looked at Sikong Changfeng: "Senior Spear Immortal must know."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and said faintly: "He has a bad temper! And this kid has smashed the roof of the pavilion. Even if Hanyi doesn't teach him, I can do it!"

But after Lei Wujie yelled, no one responded for a long time. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and shouted: "Lei Wujie, disciple of Lei Jiabao Lei Bang, ask the sword in Xueyue City!"

"See Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

Still no one responded. The wind on the top of the pavilion was very strong. Lei Wujie now feels a little bit desolate. He remembered that Lei Yunhe was on the top of the pavilion to draw the wind and thunder. He looked like an immortal, thinking that the gap between people is really too great. Big.

"Lei Jiabao..." Lei Wujie just shouted again.

"What to shout? It's so noisy." Lei Wujie felt a flower in front of him, and a man in white clothes and a gray scarf suddenly stood in front of him. The man angrily rebuked: "Ask Jian Xueyue City? Why, rely on your pig-killing sword?"

"It's the killing sword..." Lei Wujie whispered.

"Go!" The man waved the long sword in his hand, and half of the pavilion was lifted up under that sword.

"Li Hanyi, you bastard!" Sikong Changfeng yelled at the pavilion with distress.

Lei Wujie was shot down with a sword and fell from the sixteenth floor.

What about climbing to the 16th floor, just like the gun fairy knocked down the beggar with a single shot, this time Li Hanyi also shot Lei Wujie with a single sword.

But when that Lei Wujie fell to the thirteenth floor, a sword plunged into the Dengtian Pavilion, and then fell three consecutive floors to stop the fall. He raised his full qi, and the illusion of Garuda reappeared behind him, and went straight to the Garuda Realm of the burning technique! He tipped his toes slightly, jumped up, and climbed to the top of the Dengtian Pavilion.

"The art of burning fire, Jialou Luojing?" Li Hanyi frowned slightly while holding a long sword. "Why do you take out this kind of juggling? A shame!" He swung his long sword again, and the entire roof of the pavilion was lifted off. Before Lei Wujie stood firm, he fell down again.

Sikong Changfeng was heartbroken from below, and couldn't bear to look again.

Unlike him, the elders in Xueyue City swarmed out and swept toward the Dengtian Pavilion.

Luo Mingxuan followed the fairy Luo Xia who was rushing all the way, panting and saying, "Master, why are you all in such a hurry?"

Yin Luoxia looked at the white figure standing on the top of the pavilion, and said solemnly: "Look at that sword fairy and sword!"

Lei Wujie fell down this time, and Xie Yanshu, the pavilion guardian on the first floor, was looking up to watch the battle. Only when he felt a flower in front of him, he saw the red dress falling in front of him. Xie Yanshu stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said in confusion: "Dead?"

Lei Wujie's body twitched.

"Not dead yet?" Xie Yanshu knocked him again.

"Drink!" Lei Wujie stood up suddenly.

"Craft... corpse fraud?" Xie Yanshu took three steps back in shock.

Lei Wujie's clothes were torn at this time, covered in dust, and he pulled out the killing sword in his hand, trying to get up again. But a voice suddenly came not far away.

"Under Zhao Yuzhen of Qingcheng Mountain, Li Fansong. Come to visit Xueyue City, and ask Jian Xueyue sword fairy Li Hanyi!"

The peach wood sword on the back of Shu Tong finally soared out into the sky, and scholar Li Fansong jumped up, holding the peach wood sword and flew straight towards the top of the Dengtian Pavilion.

"Yes, there is real style of Zhao Yu!" Sikong Changfeng exclaimed.

Lei Wujie turned around with a look of resentment: "It's me who is in the pavilion. If you want to ask the sword fairy, you should also ascend from the first floor."

Li Fansong's sword is like a changhong shining through the sun, white light is dazzling, and it is quite immortal. With a sword, he will reach the top of the pavilion that is still one inch, and he will reach the chest of the sword fairy Li Hanyi standing an inch above!

"Unscrupulous sword?" Li Hanyi raised an eyebrow slightly.

"It's the immeasurable sword!" Li Fansong shouted angrily.

"Measure the fart!" Li Hanyi's long sword smashed a big circle, and actually hacked it down. It's a big opening and closing, it's actually the unskillful Wuhu Soulbreaking Knife technique!

"Zhuzier, why use a sword against you?" Li Hanyi said proudly.

Li Fansong felt that he was so heavy that he smashed himself. There are rumors in the world that Xueyuecheng Li Hanyi's sword moves lightly and happily. "Charming!" Li Fansong yelled angrily, his sword was blocked, and was finally chopped down by a sword, falling straight to the sixteenth floor and falling beside Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie stared blankly at the Qingcheng Mountain high disciple who had only been in the beautiful scenery for a moment, hesitated, and asked, "Xiongtai, it's okay..."

Li Fansong stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said flatly: "I can't beat it."

Lei Wujie hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Can't beat it."

Li Fansong thought for a while and suggested: "Or, let's go together?"

Lei Wujie lost the arrogance at this moment, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay!"

"Lei Wujie, the disciple of Lei Jiabao's Lei Boom Sect, come to ask Jian Xueyue City!"

"Li Fansong, the disciple of Zhao Yuzhen on Mount Qingcheng, also come to ask Jian Xueyue City!"

A fire-patterned sword and a peach wood sword rose up into the sky again.

Li Hanyi looked at the two people who had joined forces with little hesitation, sneered, and suddenly inserted the sword in his hand into the pavilion. He also jumped up, dancing wildly with his long sleeves, and the two sword energy dissipated from the sleeves.

Li Fansong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell again.

The Garuda phantom behind Lei Wujie collapsed again and fell straight down.

Yin Luoxia, who was watching the battle in the distance, exclaimed, "Good swordsmanship."

Luo Mingxuan looked puzzled: "Second City Lord has obviously put down the sword, is this also a sword move?"

Yin Luoxia glanced at him and snorted coldly, "You can't teach you."

Luo Mingxuan scratched his head: "That's why I was hit by someone."

Tang Lian exclaimed, "Not good!" Both Li Fansong and Lei Wujie both had true qi guards, and they were able to fall straight to the 16th floor and suffered only skin and flesh injuries. But now, both of them have been infuriated by Li Hanyi. If his sword aura is broken, it will fall down again, it should be undoubtedly dead.

Shutong Feixuan took a step forward at this time, waved his palm lightly, and shouted: "Stop!"

The fall of the two people plummeted.

Feixuan gently lifted his palm up, and then called out, "Get up!"

Two people often rise again.

"Okay. The Great Dragon of Mount Qingcheng looks like an aura! The master is here." Sikong Changfeng exclaimed.

Feixuan was not relaxed either, the big beads of sweat fell drop by drop.

"Can you still play a sword?" Li Fansong looked at the pale Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie squeezed the killing sword in his hand: "There is still another sword."

Li Fansong: "Nodded, just in time, I also have a sword."

"Wujie still has a sword, please try it!" Lei Wujie shouted with all his strength.

"Fansong also has a sword, please try it!" Li Fansong followed.

"Sword name, fire and thunder!"

"Sword name, Wuliang Tiangang!"

A red light and a purple light gradually met in the air, the sword gas was surging, and the remnants of the cloud were rolled, Li Hanyi frowned slightly, the white robe danced in the wind, the Dengtian Pavilion was shaky, as if about to fall.

"This is worthy of Wen Jianyu Jianxian." Sikong Changfeng smiled.

Li Hanyi sighed, "It's a terrible name. Neither of your masters has the talent for naming. Jian Qi!"

The sword he inserted into the pavilion flew back to his hand, and a white light glowed on the sword.

The sword name Tie Ma Binghe, ranked third among the top ten swords in the world!

Li Hanyi waved his long sword: "I also have a sword, the sword is named Yuexihuachen!"

Different from the swords between Li Hanyi, this sword is very beautiful, soft, and slow, like the rising smoke, and the willows in the smoke are green, like the flowers in the morning and the bright moon in the night, extremely gentle. , I just want people to die in it.

With the most beautiful sword, all the camellias in Xueyue City floated up in an instant, and thousands of petals surrounded Li Hanyi's long sword, the beauty was beyond description.

"Sword Immortal a sword." Sikong Changfeng praised.

"Could be forever." Yin Luoxia closed her eyes and smelled the fragrance of flowers spread across the city.