There are not many miracles in the world, and surviving from a desperate situation can be considered a miracle. In fact, although the miracles in this world are limited, some people can create them in the most critical moment.
But this person is not Li Yuanheng himself, but Yi Qingxiao. So Li Yuanheng is not dead!
Zhu Biao felt a little pity, but also a little shocked - just because of that sword!
A martial arts master must not regret it! The power that Yi Qingxiao unleashed in his panic exceeded Zhu Biao's estimate. Therefore, Li Yuanheng was injured but did not die!
In the sound of gold and iron clashing, Zhu Biao fell over and did two somersaults, seemingly unable to resist the huge power coming from the sword.
The sharp sword in Yi Qingxiao's hand was pointed at Zhu Biao, and the murderous intention condensed in the void was getting stronger and stronger. In contrast, it was like standing on a huge abyss, and there was a kind of fear that lingered in the heart.
.
Li Yuanheng, who had narrowly escaped death, was affected by Yi Qingxiao's murderous intention. He felt sweat oozing from the palm of his hand holding the knife. The invisible pressure was like a cold wind, impacting every inch of his skin. It was not external.
Feeling, but a strange feeling coming from deep inside.
Yi Qingxiao's whole body now exudes an aura as sharp as a divine sword, standing still like a peak breaking out of the ground. His cold murderous intent can penetrate deeply into the hearts of his opponents, ruthlessly destroying their fighting spirit.
Li Yuanheng had to hold the knife to deal with the slight impact. He could not resist Yi Qingxiao's all-pervasive Qi with his inner will alone. The palm of his hand holding the knife was covered with cold sweat.
Dou Bing was the closest to Zhu Biao among the group of people who came with him. Like Li Yuanheng, he was also affected by Yi Qingxiao's Qi at this moment. He couldn't calm down at all. He was terrified and frightened, like a bird waiting for the flood to come.
The little ant is a feeling that cannot be described in words.
It flew up like a big bird, indeed like a bird. Yi Qingxiao's body was very wide, and it opened up instantly in the air, forming a strong pressure. It was also a breathtaking momentum. Just by
Dou Bing's body trembled with the power.
At this time, the holes on the ground were no longer flying, but dancing and racing wildly. It was spinning rapidly like an angry snow dragon, and it was covering Zhu Biao.
But these are just cover-ups. The huge momentum is all to cover up Yi Qingxiao's real killing move. The sword in his hand.
If a green halo lights up above the flying snow dragon, the scene is magical, more brilliant than the blue sky, more erratic than the white clouds, and more illusory than the most beautiful dream.
Yi Qingxiao's strike was different from the previous sword, but it made Zhu Biao even more stunned!
The 'beauty' that catches the eye can only be described as a beautiful nightmare. But no matter how beautiful the nightmare is, it is still a nightmare.
Holding the sharp sword in his hand tightly, this sword is Yi Qingxiao, and it is everything to him. His mind, thoughts, perception, and understanding, Yi Qingxiao, who has lived for half his life, everything is on this sword. Now he is slashing with all his strength.
Come down.
It seems that every inch of space in the world is filled with Yi Qingxiao's murderous intent, and every hole in the world is stung by Yi Qingxiao's murderous intent.
Zhu Biao felt as if sharp blades were sliding across his face one after another. He took action immediately!
The bone-white killing sword swung. It was like a divine arrow shooting through the scorching sun, piercing directly into the place where the murderous intent was strongest.
"Boom - boom -" With two violent explosions, Yi Qingxiao's body rose again, while Zhu Biao's strong body was half buried in the snow.
Li Yuanheng let out a soft whistle, and in the snowy and foggy space, he never gave Zhu Biao a chance to breathe. He flew past like a flying swallow, and the sword in his hand flashed a bright silver rainbow, filled with murderous intent.
.
Immediately, two masters from Zhu Biaofang roared and attacked Li Yuanheng with one sword after another. The three figures collided in mid-air.
"Ding-ding-dang-dang..." was a sound of gold and iron that reached everyone's ears.
Li Yuanheng's strength was greatly reduced due to serious injuries. He did not know how many knives he made, but he did not achieve any results.
Although it was as crazy as a tiger coming out of the gate, everything was in vain. On the left and right, the snow-capped mountains had just stopped. Under the violent impact of everyone just now, the flying snowballs were scattered densely, and those who were like cracked rocks were
, teetering on the edge again.
"Boom boom boom..."
The collision between Zhu Biao and Yi Qingxiao shook the sky. The huge sound echoed in the valley.
"Ah!" After several screams, some Wolf Cavalry officers and Tang Wang's masters decided the winner.
There began to be frightening vibrations coming from the mountain, "click, creak..." It seemed that some huge experience was overwhelmed again.
There was absolutely no flaw in Yi Qingxiao's body, and he didn't care whether the snow on the mountain would collapse again. He took a step forward, a big step, and the momentum around him that had just calmed down surged and surged again.
The air seems to have become very stuffy, making people feel like they can't breathe.
The wind seemed to have stopped as well, as if something was brewing, maybe a storm, or maybe a cataclysmic death.
Holding the sword in his hand, the sword and man are one, the upper and lower parts are one, without any flaw, and the momentum around him is gradually reaching a climax in the excitement and surge.
No, specifically, it cannot be regarded as momentum, at least it is not pure momentum. There is also some spiritual and psychological suppression, a powerful suppression on others.
Dou Bing finally retreated. If he didn't retreat, he would vomit blood. The pressure was almost overwhelming. His hand was holding the sword tightly, but he couldn't swing it. Therefore, he had to make a difficult decision.
——Back.
Finally, Yi Qingxiao's sword broke through the wind, and the empty air in the sky seemed to have some slight fluctuations, so there was an extremely slight wind.
But the wind was so light that it couldn't even move a leaf.
However, when Yi Qingxiao strikes with the long sword, it is not for good looks or to create momentum. Its meaning is just to kill!
Zhu Biao also used a beautiful sword. Although it had no head or tail, it was like a cloud of clouds, a rainbow and lightning, and there was an indescribable elegance in its speed.
Yi Qingxiao's sword is changing. From the initial free and elegant style, such as tasting wine, reciting poems, and painting in the lake... there is a realm that is difficult to explain in the way of swordsmanship, and a kind of freedom and ease that cannot be evaluated. Now it is like a killing god.
So sharp!
Zhu Biao is always consistent. Maybe he has not yet reached the level of "profound knowledge" of Yi Qingxiao, but Zhu Biao always believes in one sentence - what suits him is the best.
"Ding ding..." There were two crisp sounds, and the two swords clashed.
The Jinghong disappeared, the flowing clouds and rosy clouds dispersed, and what was revealed was a tangible and tangible sword.
Zhu Biao is retreating, retreating and advancing again, but when he steps on "Lingbo Weibu", his advancement and retreat are like rowing on a windless lake. Relaxed and elegant, when he waves his arms to pick things up, he seems to be twisting flowers and grass, and is unrestrained and ethereal.
There is a sharpness in it, and there is no sloppiness between advancement and retreat. It is like flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely vivid.
Liu Zhuo's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. The joints all over his body kept making loud noises, showing that his energy had reached its peak and was on the verge of breaking out. He felt that his energy was connected with those around him.
, there is an incomparable tacit understanding.
Their opponent, a captain of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, had his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and a cold sword energy was blooming all over his body.
Dou Bing's sword was held in his chest but not drawn out. He took three steps forward. Each step was like a giant pestle beating a drum, making a dull violent sound on the ground and doubling his momentum.
The captain of the Wolf Cavalry only took a small step slowly, but his eyes never left Dou Bing's eyes. He seemed to want to see through his inner thoughts, but Dou Bing's eyes were very sharp, sharp in all directions, and his eyes were open to the eyes.
It was the opponent's whole body that made it impossible for the Wolf Cavalry Captain to find the slightest opportunity in his heart.
The captain laughed, and while laughing, he took action, and the two sword lights struck at the weaker Liu Zhuo at an incredibly fast speed.
Dou Bing felt a little surprised. He was also surprised. He was surprised by his opponent's super speed and his opponent's playing style.
Liu Zhuo roared violently and punched without fear. The punch was not fast, but there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and the white snow on the ground seemed to have encountered a strong storm, all condensing in front of his fist.
Liu Zhuo is equipped with weapons, but he is better at fists and palms than weapons.
Dou Bing's sword came out. When the figure of the Wolf Cavalry Captain was about to pass by him, he was ashamed and angry. He was angry that his opponent did not take him seriously and actually ignored his existence, abandoned him and went straight to Liu Zhuo.
.This is also an insult to him, so his sword contains anger.
The sword whistle was shrill and harsh, and a ball of bright color burst out from between the edges. Countless spots of light were like a starburst, dragging a beautiful arc to break through the heavy pressure. Dou Bing also waved for himself.
I feel proud to have fired such a sword.
"Ha..." But the next moment his sword couldn't make any progress because of his opponent's sword.
"Pfft..." Dou Bing groaned. The sword in the Wolf Cavalry Captain's right palm blocked his sword, but at the same time, the two fingers of his left hand hit his chest without any obstruction. Dou Bing did not resist at all.
Ability, because the opponent's movements are too fast.
If it weren't for the body armor, the opponent's finger could at least make a small hole in Dou Bing's chest. Now even with the armor, this finger caused Dou Bing's internal organs to experience overwhelming pain, and his body fell involuntarily.
out.
"Boom..." Liu Zhuo's fist struck at the critical moment. The powerful crossbow could not penetrate Lu Jin. Liu Zhuo involuntarily took a step back, and his opponent also took a small step back.
As soon as Dou Bing's back hit the ground, he felt a knife slash across his body, but his body had already been swung in front of another Wolf Cavalry officer.
The Wolf Cavalry officers had a smile on their lips. In their impression, if Dou Bing suffered such a heavy blow, he would definitely be unable to survive, so he did not allow Dou Bing any room to breathe, but it was a pity that they all
Wrong idea.
Dou Bing's body was like an inflated sphere. As soon as he landed on the ground, he bounced up again without stopping at all. At the same time, when his body bounced up, the sword in his hand had turned into a slash. The tenacity of tiger dragon skin
It's not something that ordinary people can imagine.
The captain of the Wolf Cavalry was shocked. He clearly hit the opponent's chest, but the opponent seemed to be fine. How could this not surprise him?
If it were an ordinary person, his blow would have seriously injured him even if he didn't die, but Dou Bing was completely a good person at this moment. If the touch on his fingers hadn't disappeared, he wouldn't have believed that this was a fact, but the fact is the fact after all.
Now the Wolf Cavalry Captain has to face Liu Zhuo's next wave of attacks.
Dou Bing's sword did not stop at all, and he had a head-on confrontation with the wolf cavalry officer. Liu Zhuo, who was facing him, even pounced on him.
The Wolf Cavalry Captain did not dodge at all. He felt that this was unnecessary. He was obviously stronger than the two opponents in front of him combined, and it was the enemy who should retreat.
The two fists met each other and hit each other without any tricks.
"Yeah..." Liu Zhuo let out a scream. His whole figure was swung to the side like a broken doll.
Several more Wolf Cavalry officers rushed out of the heavy snow.
This avalanche can wipe out the soldiers of the Wolf Cavalry and some low-level officers, but if the mid-level and upper-level officers are to be killed, the mountains here in Pingling are not enough.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." Dou Bing had exchanged dozens of swords with his opponent, and with his fast and fast fighting style, he did not take any advantage.
"Chi..." The wolf cavalry officer's sword finally broke through Dou Bing's sword net, and opened a blood groove on Dou Bing's calf.
Dou Bing groaned miserably. There was no special protection on his legs. But the misfortune did not stop there. Before the Tang Wang master next to him came to rescue him, he was kicked hard again.
The opponent's wolf cavalry officer can use his palms, swords, and feet, and every part of his body can be used as a deadly weapon. Even if Dou Bing has a small gap due to the pain in his leg, he will never let go.
So, his foot broke through Dou Bing's defense and imprinted on his chest.
"Wow..." Dou Bing spurted out blood before he landed on the ground, and his internal organs were about to burst.
Just now, Captain Wolf Cavalry's finger was not completely useless, but now he was hit at almost the same place, only spitting out a mouthful of blood. Dou Bing was already lucky.
Dou Bing knew something was wrong when he was hit by the sword, and he was mentally prepared when he was severely injured later. His body quickly rolled to one side when he landed. Although he looked extremely embarrassed, there was no way out.
"Chacha..." A dart was shot into the open space where he had just rolled away.
Liu Zhuo's external skills were very solid, otherwise the Wolf Cavalry Colonel's blow would have left him with broken bones and internal organs.
The captain let out a soft roar, and the sword turned into an undercurrent. Liu Zhuo knew that he was in danger, but for a moment he didn't even notice the captain's sword. Because he found that Dou Bing had been forced into a dead end and was about to become a dead soul under the sword.
Zhang Shuo was pestered by two wolf cavalry officers, and Du Chong had already withdrawn from the battle circle and rushed to rescue him. Anyone who had been around Zhu Biao for a while knew the importance of Dou Bing in Zhu Biao's heart, but it seemed that the water far away could not quench the thirst of the near.
.
As for Liu Zhuo himself, due to such an oversight, the sword energy of the Wolf Cavalry Captain, who was much stronger than him, had completely enveloped him.
Liu Zhuo dies!
He died earlier than Dou Bing, and was also the second to die among the experts from the Tang and Song Dynasties present. Accompanying him were the lives of more than 10,000 Bingzhou wolf riders buried under the heavy snow, and the four who rushed out had already died.
The fallen Wolf Rider officer.
Dou Bing did not see Liu Zhuo's death. He was running for his life with all his strength. But it seemed that there was no hope. Dou Bing hit a stone. At this time, he saw a flash of lightning.
The electric light is actually a sword that flashes out light very quickly. It is an incredibly fast sword. The speed of the sword cannot be described as unpredictable. The strike speed is too fast...
The sword pierced across, as if it was born out of the darkness and then submerged into the darkness. It had no head or tail, only a flickering light like an electric fire. It was incomparable. However, there was one thing about this sword.
For sure - it is not attacking Dou Bing!
Instead of attacking Dou Bing, he attacked the sword net that chased Dou Bing and cut them like a tide!
"Master!" Dou Bing couldn't help but almost cheered in surprise.
"Ding..." The sword net scattered in all directions, turning into dots and fluttering. It rose up all over the sky, making the night sky more illusory.
In terms of speed, if you look around the world, there are only too few people who are faster than Zhu Biao. Even when facing a martial arts master, Zhu Biao can get out as long as he is willing.
The wolf cavalry officer's sword was completely blocked. He had never thought that someone in the world could actually use such a fast sword technique and have such a fast speed. What was even more rare was that the pace and sword moves of the visitor were in such perfect harmony.
.
In the end, he felt himself being thrown upwards, and saw a familiar headless figure in the air. When he tried to identify it, darkness had completely swallowed him up.
Yi Qingxiao became even more angry. He screamed in the sky and swung the sharp sword in his hand with all his strength. The endless anger pushed his fighting spirit to an unprecedented peak.
Another sword chased and slashed off Zhu Biao's vest. For a moment, the wind and clouds changed color, holes flew, and a strong storm seemed to be blowing in the mountains and valleys...
"Wow..." There was a violent sound, and the stone cracked into countless pieces, and then turned into a rain of locusts and hit Zhu Biao, with strong murderous intent like old spirits.
Zhu Biao swung his sword, "The Great Shift of the Universe" brought luck, and countless gravels were thrown into the void.
"Boom..." An earth-shaking loud noise came from the top of the mountain. It chilled the hearts of everyone present for a while.
But Yi Qingxiao was unmoved at all. The murderous aura seemed like moist dew, making people unable to breathe smoothly and extremely uncomfortable. Zhu Biao could clearly feel a cold feeling rising from his heart - it was a
A sword with an invisible and qualityless handle!
Wherever he looked, in the void, a huge handleless sword, which could also be said to be sword light, trailed a long awning tail and came straight towards him with an extremely tyrannical and extremely cold murderous intent!
This should be the unique skill of Yi Qingxiao, a peerless swordsman.
Zhu Biao once again felt that his strength was weak, just like when he faced the man in black, like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, this thunderous blow was definitely not something he could easily resist.
Of course, these are no longer important at this time. What is important is how to block this earth-shattering sword. Being locked by the air machine, it is difficult to escape.
Zhu Biao could only fly back while stabbing out one sword after another. "The Great Shift of the Universe" was "nullified" again.
The rapid operation of his skills made him feel a surge of heat all over his body, reaching all his limbs and bones, dispelling the fatigue in his body and the coldness that was not there at all.
The body of the Bone Killing Sword glowed with a layer of moist gleaming light, like a pillar of light inlaid with luminous pearls in the darkness. The sword's glow skyrocketed by ten feet. One after another, like laser cannons, they blasted into the pursuing sword.
"Boom..." A strong shock shocked almost everyone, like a collapse of the sky, a subsidence of the earth, or a tsunami and a mountain cracking.
