Chapter 700 (1/2)
When ye Fei took the rusty sword from the old man, he suddenly felt a shock!
He closed his eyes slowly.
An ancient, vicissitudes and majestic atmosphere is coming!
The war drums roared like thunder and lightning!
A golden and iron horse, with thousands of soldiers, can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!
Ye Fei felt the blood burning in his body and the war boiling, and his heart beat up involuntarily!
He just held the sword tightly, and he felt the grandeur and heroism of being on the battlefield!
When the war drum and the golden iron horse stopped.
A heavy atmosphere and vicissitudes of chanting slowly sounded
”Kill one person in ten steps without leaving a line for thousands of miles...”
”The meteor white feather is inserted at the waist, and the sword flower autumn lotus light comes out of the box...”
”Drink hundreds of cups of nectar, dance drunkenly, and point to the void with a long sword...”
”The sword Qi stretches thirty thousand miles, and a little light colds nineteen States
Ye Fei was surprised!
This... This is the Qinglian sword song created by Li Taibai!
He has seen Lu Qinghong perform Qinglian sword song many times, so he knows something about it.
But this time, he felt that the formula of Qinglian sword song he had just heard seemed to reveal a more pure and primitive meaning!
Can it be said that this sword is Li Taibai's personal sword - Qinglian sword?!
Yes, no mistake. This sword is the Qinglian sword, one of the world's famous swords in the world!
Lu Qinghong cultivates the Qinglian sword song. If he gives this Qinglian sword to him, I'm afraid he will be excited and crazy!
This can also make up for the pain of the broken sword in his heart!
BMW is a perfect match for heroes and famous swordsmen!
After a long time.
Ye Fei opened his eyes and saw that the old man with white hair was gone.
Only Liu Yiyi was staring at him with big Obsidian eyes.
”Brother Ye Fei, what happened to you just now?” Liu Yiyi asked curiously.
”Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking about something.”
Ye Fei grinned and asked, ”by the way, where's the old man?”
”Oh, brother Ye Fei, the grandpa said that someone called him in the shop just now, so he just went into the shop.”
Liu Yiyi pointed to an antique shop not far away.
”Let's go and have a look!”
Ye Fei took Liu Yiyi's hand and stood up. He was about to turn around.
An old voice seemed to come from a distance, a little ethereal.
”Young man, this green lotus sword has been handed over to you. Please give it to the real person! I'm the only one who can't get drunk! Ha ha ha... ”
With a hearty laugh, the old man's voice completely disappeared.
”Ah? Isn't that Grandpa's voice? Where is Grandpa? ”
Liu Yiyi was stunned, and then looked around, but she didn't find the figure of the white haired old man.
With a faint smile, ye Fei firmly grasped the rusty sword in the handshake, looked at the distance and said, ”Yiyi, don't look for it anymore. The old man has left.”
”What? Grandpa has gone? ”
Liu Yiyi was more confused. ”Brother Ye Fei, I didn't see Grandpa leave just now. What's going on?”
”Well, Yiyi, don't think about it. We met a real expert tonight!”
Ye Fei smiled, then took Liu Yiyi's hand and left the antique street.
The other side.
Not far from the antique street is a high-rise building with more than 20 floors.
An old man with white hair is standing there.
He was wearing a loose white robe and white hair floating in the wind. The whole person was a little detached and refined.
If you look carefully, you can see that the old man is the old man who sold rust sword just now.
At this time, the old man's was very different from the old man who was sloppy and dressed like a beggar just now.
He looked at Ye Fei who was leaving slowly in the antique street and whispered: ”young man, please give the green lotus sword to that boy. Whether the sword sect can rebuild its glory in the future depends on that boy...”
With that, the white haired old man turned around.
He sighed gently, and then several high and backward disappeared on the roof of the building.