Chapter 1399 Sword Idiot Meaning!

"What a pity?"

Li Yao asked with a frown.

"In the past ten years, I have met three people who are worthy of killing. Unfortunately, I can't let go and kill them happily!"

Yan Liren lamented, "Wang Xi was the first person worth killing, but at that time he was so powerful, the brother in charge only let me compete with him, but he didn't let me kill him, saying that it would be good to not kill him, More than killing him!"

"By the time it's time to kill him, this fellow who is smarter than a ghost has long since fled."

"Qi Zhongdao is naturally the second one, but the brother in charge also said that he is the head of monks in the world and the giant pillar of the cultivation world. I can win him or lose him, but it is best not to kill him. "

"Now, within a day, let me meet you again."

"You, like Wang Xi and Qi Zhongdao, are worthy of my all-out efforts to kill to the fullest. It's a pity that the head brother wants to recruit you to be an enshrined elder, so naturally I can't kill you. You say, Isn't it a pity? It's a pity!"

When Yan Liren said this, his eyes suddenly froze, he tilted his head, and frowned his bald brows, as if he was thinking about a very tangled problem.

Li Yao frowned and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking, whether I should betray Ziji Sword Sect, no matter so many messy instructions and rules, just kill you and Qi Zhongdao quickly."

Yan Liren replied casually, and then continued to meditate.

He looked at Li Yao, then at Qi Zhongdao not far away, and at the Nascent Soul masters beside Qi Zhongdao, he muttered words again, pinched his fingers and calculated, not knowing what they were counting.

All the Nascent Soul masters who had been swept by his eyes felt shuddering and thorns in their backs!

Even some first-class masters at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul stage subconsciously took half a step backwards.

"never mind!"

Yan Liren thought for half a stick of incense time, then suddenly stretched out his right thumb and index finger, made a gesture of "hair strands", and said with a smile, "If your strength is even a little bit stronger, if you really only need a little bit, then It is worth my betraying Ziji Sword Sect and enjoying the pleasure of beheading you to the fullest! Now you, after all, it is not worth me leaving Ziji Sword Sect, a place where I can practice sword comfortably!"

All the cultivators around, no matter the Ziji Sword Sect camp or the Taixuan Dao side, were all stunned, and didn't know how to react to Yan Liren's words!

The corners of Li Yao's eyes twitched violently.

He yelled frantically in his heart: "Asshole, this is obviously a good time for the master to make a gorgeous debut and gain fame. If you want to be so exaggerated, you will steal all the fucking limelight!"

"Yan Road—"

Li Yao's face was gloomy, his tone was drawn out, his mind turned, and he was thinking hard about how to regain the limelight.

suddenly!

Li Yao's pupils, nostrils, pores, heart, stomach, those words!

All the organs in the body that can be contracted have all contracted to the limit!

He didn't hear any sound, nor did he see any light, he just felt that he suddenly fell into an extremely weird world!

In this world, the concept of time is stretched almost infinitely, every speck of dust in the air seems to be floating slowly in super slow motion, but the images of his life are swirling in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern!

From the deep purple mist and rust-colored sewage in the tomb of the magic weapon, to the restless days and nights in the practice field in middle school, to the flash of teeth when Ding Lingdang laughed when he and Ding Lingdang met for the first time, to the magic dragon Island, Great Desolate War Academy, Skeleton Dragon Star, Flying Star Realm, Spider Lair Star, Blood Demon Realm, Return to Tianyuan Realm, Kunlun Ruins, Dark Nebula!

His life has been decomposed into tens of thousands of pictures, arranged from top to bottom, like a large parallel net.

And his consciousness fell from above, smashed through the big nets one after another, and kept falling, falling, falling into the eternal darkness with nothing!

"call out!"

A very strange voice sounded in Li Yao's head, and even the blood-colored demon didn't react, he just raised his head foolishly with a memory fragment of Ou Yezi in his mouth.

Yan Liren drew his sword!

The fourth sword, which surpassed the three giant swords used by the Giant God Soldier, had no warning, was caught off guard, was unpredictable and uncalculated, and just like this slashed through Li Yao's throat!

But the scream lingering in the depths of Li Yao's brain was not the sound of Yan Liren's sword.

Rather, the sound of Li Yao's life passing by crazily!

"boom!"

The strange revolving lantern shattered suddenly, and Li Yao's soul trembled, and he returned to the real world again. He found that Yan Liren was still expressionless, standing calmly on the opposite solitary peak.

His hands were still neatly placed on both sides of his body, and the jeweled "fourth sword" was also obediently inserted in his waist, and from the perspective of the sword and the belt, it did not move too much.

Looking over Yan Liren's shoulder, Li Yao observed the clouds in the sky. Judging from the degree of gathering and dispersing of the clouds, at most 0.1 second had passed.

But he seemed to be on the verge of death and spent a long life!

"Clack, cluck, cluck!"

Li Yao's pupils kept dilated, and there was a strange sound like rusty gears spinning deep in his throat. His hands trembled violently, and he slowly and slowly covered his neck.

It was as if his entire neck, including the cervical aorta, cervical vertebrae, and central nervous system, had been severed by Yan Liren's fourth sword, and he had to support it with his hands to keep his head from falling.

The gap between the fingers was wet, and liquid continued to seep out.

Not blood, but cold sweat thicker than blood.

Li Yao's face was ashen, and he slowly knelt down on one knee, retching violently, almost wanting to vomit out all his internal organs.

"This is my fourth sword."

Yan Liren poked out his big white and fat head, and asked seriously, "Is it any good? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

"You killed me!"

Li Yao's voice was extremely hoarse, extremely shrill, and extremely shocking, "You actually used your sword intent to kill me once in an illusion! How is it possible! How can there be such a terrifying swordsman like you in the world!"

For a time, everyone was in an uproar!

Everyone only saw the two of them talking on the two isolated peaks, and suddenly "Master Vulture" had a strange expression, clutching his neck tightly, and slowly knelt down on one knee.

It wasn't until Li Yao said the words "You killed me" that everyone suddenly realized that Yan Liren's fourth sword had already been used in the way of "Sword Intent"!

"this--"

Everyone was shocked, dazed, and horrified to the extreme!

And Li Yao's shock was more than the sum of their sum!

He is different from these ancient cultivators, he has seen big scenes in the modern cultivation civilization, not to mention the generation of Xiao Xuance and Zhou Hengdao, even the legendary Pangu clan has personally beheaded and killed them!

But he had never seen such a terrifying sword!

He didn't even think that relying on the ancient cultivation system, he could condense such a shocking sword that is colorless, tasteless, and invisible!

Can't stop it!

Even wearing crystal armor can't stop it!

Even hiding in the spar battleship can't stop it!

Even if you put on the strongest form of mysterious bone battle armor, or control giant god soldiers... you may not be able to block it!

For the first time, Li Yao felt that in the world of "comprehension", there might really be some things that cannot be calculated, measured, or analyzed!

Yan Liren's sword is one of them!

"Why!"

His throat was hoarse, and every time he uttered a word, it was as if a bone-scraping steel knife was stirring vigorously in his throat, "Your realm will never be much higher than mine, why is your sword so fast!"

Yan Liren looked at Li Yao with a look of "you will never understand", and smiled with some disinterestedness: "You don't understand, you and I are not the same kind of people, so even if your realm is higher than mine , you will never be able to swing such a sword!"

"What?"

Li Yao growled, "I don't understand!"

"You, Wang Xi, and Qi Zhongdao, you are the same kind of people, but I am completely different from you."

Yan Li said, "You, Wang Xi, and Qi Zhongdao, your realm may be high enough, your magic power may be strong enough, and your magic weapon may be powerful enough, but in your eyes, I see many things other than swords. .”

"Besides the sword in your hand, you have a lot to rely on, such as wisdom, power, influence, or other messy things."

"And what you are after is far from a sword, which can be brought by a fight."

"This sword testing ground is not your battlefield, at least not all of your battlefields."

Li Yao was silent.

Yan Liren was right.

Wang Xi is a powerful eunuch who single-handedly formed the spy and assassination organization "Ghost Painting Talisman", which turned the entire cultivation world upside down.

Qi Zhongdao's ability to become the recognized leader of the cultivation world obviously does not have to be strong enough. He is a person who is very good at making rules and making everyone abide by his rules.

Li Yao himself, not to mention, he has never regarded himself as a pure warrior. What he can rely on is not only the sword in his hand, but also the strong support of the entire three great worlds!

No matter Wang Xi, Qi Zhongdao or Li Yao, they are not pure fighters, they want too many things, and it is true that they cannot be obtained in a small trial sword arena.

"You are not true, not sincere, not pure to your own swords."

Yan Li said, "That doesn't mean that you don't believe in your own sword, it just means that you can't bet everything on your own sword. There are many other things on your path of cultivation that depend on There are other means to get it.”

"But I'm different from you."

"I only have the sword, and I only believe in the sword. I'm sure this sword can solve all the problems in the world. If it can't, it's just that the sword is not fast enough or sharp enough!"

"This is the difference between you, Wang Xi, Qi Zhongdao, and me. The difference does not matter whether you are superior or inferior, but it prevents you from wielding a sword like mine, because in your bones, you don't want to wield such a sword at all. I don't believe that such a sword exists in the world, it is worth devoting all your life to pursue it!"