The cold wind howls in the mountains and forests, like an old man who has lost his son whimpering, or like a beautiful woman who misses her husband. Birds fly into the mountains and forests, and fallen leaves dance in the wind!
On the empty mountain field, two arrogant figures and two cold long swords stood opposite each other, speechless! The warm sunshine shone on the sword blades, but it shone with a frightening cold light, and the sword energy was astonishing.
, the whole land was suddenly filled with chills.
There was snow falling on Ximen, and he was dressed in white clothes swaying in the wind. He smiled coldly and said: "It is said that Huashan's swordsmanship is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Today I am here to ask for some advice!"
Feng Jianping snorted coldly, his eyes like a sinister bird of prey flashed with a cold killing intent, and said: "Stop talking nonsense and take action!"
Ximen Piaoxue slowly pulled out his sword. It was a very beautiful sword. The simple and elegant scabbard was inlaid with nine pea-sized pearls. Under the sunlight, it sparkled.
On top, there is a sword tassel with a snowflake pattern attached to it. This does not look like a sword that kills people, but more like a beautiful piece of art.
Feng Jianping roared angrily, and a white crane spread its wings and jumped on the grass tip in front of Ximen Piaoxue. The long sword broke through the cold wind and stabbed his throat fiercely.
Ximen Piaoxue's figure turned around, spread out his arms, turned slightly sideways, and calmly took dozens of steps back.
Feng Jianping chased after him, the cold tip of the sword never leaving Ximen Piaoxue's throat.
After retreating to a cliff, Ximen Piaoxue had no way to retreat, so he stepped on the stone upside down and retreated like the top of the cliff.
When Feng Jianping saw this, he shouted coldly and stood up. The long sword in his hand shot straight into the sky, heading towards Ximen and flying away in the snow.
After reaching the top of the cliff, Ximen Piaoxue turned over like a kite and landed on the ground where he was standing just now. Even the location of the footprints was exactly the same.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Xing, who was watching the battle next to him, had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and murmured to himself: "Strange, why did Ximen Piaoxue just dodge instead of fighting with him, go around in a big circle, and then
Back to square one.”
Lin Yu was also shocked in his heart, and thought to himself: Ximen Piaoxue was not only outstanding in swordsmanship, but also very good at scheming. If what he expected was correct, Feng Jianping would have been defeated but not victorious.
Zhou Xing glanced at Lin Yu and asked softly: "Brother Lin Yu, what are these two people doing? If this continues, I'm afraid we won't be able to tell the winner even in the dark."
Lin Yu smiled calmly and said: "Brother Zhou, don't be impatient. If my guess is correct, you can know who wins and who loses in half a stick of incense at most."
Zhou Xing was puzzled when he heard this and asked in astonishment: "Brother Lin Yu, how do you say this?"
Lin Yu smiled slightly and responded: "Brother Zhou, if you continue reading, you will understand what I mean."
Hearing this, Zhou Xing nodded slightly and said nothing. He stared intently at the indistinguishable Ximen Piaoxue and Feng Jianping who were fighting.
Feng Jianping suddenly jumped into the air, shouted loudly, and then swung out his long sword. The light and shadow flashed, and thousands of sword energy suddenly fell like rain, heading towards Ximen and flying away in the snow.
Lin Yu's expression was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Feng Jianping to have mastered this move. It seemed that the outcome between the two was really unpredictable now.
When Zhou Xing saw this, his expression was suddenly shocked, and he asked in astonishment: "What kind of sword technique is this, and why is it so weird?"
Lin Yu paused for a while and responded: "This is one of the unique swordsmanship skills of the Huashan Sword School. It also has a nice name. It is called Wanqian Yuluo. It is said that it was learned by Master Xiyue on Mount Huashan.
Cheng, it was raining that day, so it was named Wanqianyu
Fall. As soon as this move comes out, the sword energy is as dense as summer rain. No matter how good your body skills are, it is difficult to dodge. It was this move that made Xiyue famous in the world and created a new world.
The Huashan Sword Sect has hundreds of years of foundation."
Zhou Xing nodded in sudden realization and said: "Thousands of raindrops are so weird and fierce. If it were me, I would definitely die. I am afraid that only Brother Lin Yu, your Nine Swords of Qingfeng, can compete with them."
Lin Yu's expression changed slightly and said: "No, at least there is a sword technique that can compete with it."
Zhou Xing was shocked when he heard this and asked: "What sword technique?"
Lin Yu gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Heaven, outside, fly, snow!"
Seeing the situation, Ximen Piaoxue did not show any signs of panic. He was holding his breath and concentrating, looking at the thousands of sword energy that was about to fall. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he urged his true luck.
Qi gathered on the cold sword edge, and suddenly the temperature dropped sharply. It was a warm and sunny day just now, but now it makes people shiver.
The whole world also changed color, and a biting cold wind blew in the empty mountains. In a moment, snowflakes fell, Ximen turned over in the snow, swung his sword, and shouted loudly: "It's snowing outside!"
Flowers cry when the rain falls, snow flies and the wind weeps!
Bang!
The two swords clashed together, and the sparks and sword shadows produced by the friction emitted a dazzling cold light, which made people unable to open their eyes.
After a while, the dust and smoke had dissipated, the wind also stopped, and the earth returned to calm.
Ximen Piaoxue was still standing on the ground, but the sword in his hand was already stuck on the ground. There was still no expression on his pale face, and a faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of his pale mouth.
Feng Jianping couldn't stand any longer, and half-knelt on the ground holding his sword. Although he tried hard not to spit out the blood that had surged to his throat, he still couldn't hold it back. With a pop, blood stained his throat.
The green grass turned red and blew with the wind, and a faint smell of blood suddenly filled the air.
After a long time, Ximen Piaoxue uttered three words coldly from her mouth: "You lost!"
Feng Jianping's wound was bleeding at this time, but what really pained him was that his heart was also bleeding. He wanted to be the best swordsman in the world, but in less than a month, he had already lost.
Twice, he was unwilling to give up and gave up, but this has become a fact.
It was something that no one could change. In a moment, he seemed to have aged ten years. His eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle just now, began to become dull and dull, without any aura, just like a dying man.
Like an old man, he is quietly waiting for death to come.
"Haha, what a wonderful showdown!" A burst of charming laughter broke the purgatory-like silence.
Lin Yu frowned when he heard this, and said to himself: She is indeed here.
After waiting for the owner of the charming voice to appear, Lin Yu's frown became even tighter, and his expression immediately darkened. Because what he saw was not a life-threatening enchantress alone, but there were also people behind her.
I followed a killer swordsman who made the whole world change his mind after hearing about it.
The Life-Destroying Enchantress smiled charmingly and said: "Master Lin, we meet again. How come we haven't seen each other for a few days and you ended up like this?"
Lin Yu snorted coldly and said, "I think you know better than me why I ended up like this!"
The life-threatening enchantress smiled and said: "Mr. Lin, your slave family will feel sorry for you. Why don't my slave family heal your injuries?"
When Zhou Xing saw the life-killing enchantress coming towards them, he pulled out the Flying Sword and stood in front of Lin Yu, shouting angrily: "Who are you? As long as I, Zhou Xing, am here, don't touch my brother!"
The Life-Destroying Enchantress smiled coldly and said: "Master Zhou, you are indeed a good man who values love and righteousness. It's a pity that one of your arms was missing, otherwise the slave family might also like you."
Zhou Xing was furious when he heard this and shouted: "Even one hand is more than enough to kill you!" After saying that, he rushed over with his sword.
Lin Yu saw this and shouted hurriedly, "Brother Zhou, no!"
As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Zhou Xing was sent flying several feet away by the backhand palm of the Life-Destroying Enchantress. He was on the ground clutching his wound, bleeding.
Lin Yu then shouted loudly: "Brother Zhou, are you okay?"
The Life-Destroying Enchantress smiled and said: "Don't worry, my palm only used 50% of my power. He still won't die. What do you think, Young Master Lin, do you want to come with us?"
Lin Yu just glanced at her coldly without saying anything, agreeing, or rejecting.
The killer swordsman showed the knife in his hand that was more terrifying than the night, and shouted in a cold voice: "If you don't leave, everyone present will die!"
Ximen Piaoxue snorted coldly when she heard this, then struggled to stand up and said: "Just because you want me to die, I'm afraid you are not qualified yet!"
The Life-Destroying Enchantress sneered and said: "Master Ximen, he alone may not be qualified for this. Then plus me, I wonder if he is qualified?"
Ximen Piaoxue's expression changed. He knew very well that if he was not injured, he would have little chance of winning against the two of them. What's more, now that his vitality was severely injured, he might not be able to use even 50% of his skill.
The wind mixed with the smell of blood in the air blew gently. Lin Yu grabbed the Qingfeng Sword, struggled to stand up, and said coldly: "I'll go with you!"
As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Zhou Xing shouted loudly: "Brother Lin Yu, no!"
Before Zhou Xing could finish his words, the killer swordsman kicked a stone and hit him hard on his lower abdomen. He let out a scream and blood started to flow.
Lin Yu snorted coldly and said, "If you dare to take action again, believe it or not, you will never get what you want."
The killer swordsman shouted coldly: "Are you threatening me?"
There was no trace of panic on Lin Yu's cold expression, and he said, "You should know very well whether this is threatening you or not."
The killer swordsman was just about to get angry, but was stopped by the life-threatening enchantress, "Second brother, the fate is serious, we should just endure it for now, there will be many opportunities to deal with them in the future."
The killer swordsman snorted coldly, waved his hand and gave it up. His eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent, and he said viciously: "Lin Yu, don't toast or eat as a fine. Don't think that we can't do anything to you because you have the Tianji Pu."
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Lin Yu smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain in his watery eyes, and said, "Oh, let's just wait and see. I also want to see how you plan to do anything to me?"
The life-seeking enchantress glanced at the sky from the corner of her eye and said with a smile: "Master Lin, you will know what we are going to do to you in a moment, so why bother! It's getting late now, it's time for us to leave