The long sword is unsheathed and the sword sings like a dragon!!
It was unclear how the demonic man drew his sword, but his sword was already in his hand. In an instant, an extremely cold feeling that could freeze the world filled the air and enveloped the void in all directions!
Like the scabbard, this is a long sword that is pure white even on the blade, as if thousands of snowflakes have condensed out of it. It is about three feet long and is not stained by dust.
Yin Yin Yin!
The long sword of ice and snow continued to emit a faint clanking sound, and as the sword trembled, the extreme cold that shrouded the world became more intense.
After Xuan Nishang in the distance felt the spreading extreme cold, she instantly woke up from the joy that the ghost ancestor was killed, and her pretty face turned slightly pale again.
Looking at the demonic man with his sword drawn, the fear in Xuan Nishang's eyes was stronger than ever before, and the injuries on her body seemed to be starting to hurt!
Xuan Nishang clearly understood that this evil man was a more terrifying existence than the ghost ancestor!
She had fought with him before, but the other party only slashed her three times with his sword before injuring her. If she hadn't escaped quickly, she would have become the soul of the other party's sword.
The swordsman... is sharp!
Among the swordsmen in the world, as long as they truly embark on the path of swordsmanship, there is no one who is not terrifying, because they possess terrifying combat power that is king at the same level.
Three feet of sharpness, chopping down the enemy's head from the sky!
With one sword in hand, I can cut off all the love and hatred in the world!
How terrible!
Facing such a terrifying swordsman, can Ye Wuque continue to be proud?
Xuan Nishang was not completely sure either.
Ye Wuque stood tall with a calm expression. The corpse of the ghost ancestor at his feet was bloody and bloody. Ye Wuque looked like a blood-stained demon king!
"You want to take action?"
A faint voice sounded from Ye Wugao, and his bright eyes looked at the demonic man holding a long sword of ice and snow with a kind of indifference.
"Are you scared?"
The demonic man smiled evilly, with a playful expression on his face. His eyes looking at Ye Wuque were full of hunting joy, as if a lion had seen a lamb.
Ye Wuque's eyes glanced at the ice and snow sword in the demonic man's hand. He seemed to have thought of something, and a touch of longing flashed in his eyes.
"It's a nice sword. Does it have a name?"
Ye Wuque suddenly asked this question.
"It's my baby! Its name is... Tianxia Feixue!"
The demonic man smiled wildly, but his expression was a little gentle. The flying snow in his hand seemed to be his lover, and he actually answered Ye Wuque.
The next moment, the demonic man suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Wuque again, his eyes becoming emotionless and indifferent.
"By the way, remember, the person who kills you...Yan Kuangxing!"
The long sword chanted softly, Yan Kuangxing danced his right hand out of the air, and the flying snow in his hand turned into a brilliant trajectory, and snowflakes actually floated out of the void, which was extremely magnificent.
Groan!!
The void suddenly lit up, and there was only a ray of light left in the sky and on the ground!
The sword energy is whistling, the sword is galloping, and its sharpness is unparalleled!
That was a sword light!
vast expanse of whiteness!
Desolate!
Thousands of miles of killing!
Magnificent and shining!
He came towards Ye Wuque with a sharp edge that could kill everything. Wherever the sword light passed, endless snowflakes danced, making it unparalleled in beauty.
"Snow is falling on the earth..."
After the sword traveled thousands of miles, a murmur fell from Yan Kuangxing's mouth.
The bleak autumn wind is here again!
Snowflakes are falling!
Changed the human room!
The white sword light illuminated Jiutian, and it slashed at Ye Wuque in the blink of an eye!
The terrifying white sword light was reflected in Xuan Nishang's pupils in the distance, and a hint of fear and fear suddenly flashed through them.
It was this sword move called "Snow Floating on the World" that almost made her try her best to be able to block it!
In the previous encounter, if it weren't for the help of "Rose" and the strength of the two of them to deal with Yan Kuangxing, they would not have been able to escape.
Seeing this sword move again now, even if Yan Kuangxing was not fighting against him, Xuan Nishang couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling chill in her heart just by feeling the killing sword intent.
"It's snowing all over the world...it's snowing all over the world..."
Ye Wuque raised his head slightly and looked at the snowflakes all over the sky, as if sighing. It was only when the white sword light was only one foot away from him that he gently raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and spoke lightly.
Push forward.
Palms and sword light intersect instantly!
when!
It was enough to cut through everything, and the sharp sword light was just blocked!
Being gently resisted by a bare hand of flesh and blood, it would be difficult to make any progress!
The sword light roared unwillingly, and the sword pressure storm formed by the terrifying sword force raged together. Ye Wuque's long hair danced wildly, and his martial robe hunted. The ground around him was cracking, and endless snowflakes fell down, but in the end it was all in vain.
Click!
Ye Wuque's right hand was suddenly clenched with five fingers, and the white sword light was crushed to pieces in an instant, turning into thousands of snowflakes that scattered down and were wiped out.
Xuan Nishang's delicate body in the distance trembled suddenly!
A deep sadness that could not be hidden flashed through her beautiful eyes.
The sword she tried her best to block was accidentally crushed by Ye Wuque!
What kind of gap is this?
One of the top five talents of the young generation in Posuzhou?
At this moment, Xuan Nishang deeply felt a sense of irony, and even understood what "sitting in a well and looking at the sky" meant.
Snowflakes are flying in all directions!
When Yan Kuangxing saw Ye Wuque crushing his sword with his bare hands, he was not surprised but happy, and the bloody fanaticism on his face became even stronger.
The flying snow in his hand once again bloomed with white brilliance, pointing to the sky and the ground, and then slashed twice left and right with his palm!
Swish!!
I saw two sword lights intersecting in a "cross shape" appearing out of the sky again, slashing towards Ye Wuque!
The power of these two swords is much stronger than the first sword, and the cross-shaped sword light superimposed is even more terrifying!
As soon as the sword light came out, the void began to shatter inch by inch, and endless snowflakes fell. Wherever it passed, two terrifying sword marks were dragged out of the ground, going tens of thousands of feet deep into the ground, sweeping across everything!
Xuan Nishang in the distance felt her scalp numb and her soul trembling!
If she were to face these two swords, there would be only one outcome, and that is...death!
The cross-shaped sword light roars into the sky!
The world is torn apart!
The storm it brought was enough to easily cut the Ghost Ancestor into serious injuries!
Such a terrifying sword light has surpassed the Ghost Ancestor's just now...Crack!!!
The cross-shaped sword light exploded with a bang!
Before he had time to show his power, he was blasted into pieces and nothingness by a simple and brutal fist!
Ye Wuque slowly retracted his fist, his bright eyes looked at Yan Kuangxing, whose eyes were slightly narrowed across from him, and an indifferent voice sounded.
"Stop embarrassing yourself with such rubbish sword moves."
The next moment, Ye Wuque slowly raised three fingers and looked at Yan Kuangxing in the distance, his bright eyes unpredictable and indifferent.
"Three swords."
"I'll give you three chances to strike me with three swords."