On the top of the mountain, a cold wind blew. When I looked up, I saw countless ice crystals floating down. A person among the colorful ice crystals took advantage of the situation and came with an ice sculpture as a crown and a snow robe as clothes. His behavior was cold and domineering.
"The world is in turmoil, and the country is at war..."
The visitor was about to recite the words again, but Shen Ruzichuan was already feeling impatient. He pressed his palm down, and the ice crystals in the air immediately dissipated, and a strong air pressure came down from the sky, pressing down on the visitor.
The newcomer's anger dropped, he didn't dare to be distracted and stopped talking. He raised his palms to respond, but he was in the air and couldn't use his strength. He was pressed down and landed under the top of the mountain. Compared with Zichuan, he was half a body shorter.
Zichuan lowered his head and asked: "Who is coming and why are they blocking the road?"
The visitor's momentum was suppressed, and his tone suddenly weakened by three points and said: "One of the two deities of Hokkaido, the lonely Bing Zhenzi, pays my respects. Please stop and watch the battle at the foot of the mountain."
Zichuan put his hands behind his back and said, "You alone are not enough."
"Plus old age."
The voice of the old man comes with the sound of wind. The wind blows from all directions. The god and Confucian are in the center. Everything moves but he does not move.
An old figure came riding the wind and stood on the top of the mountain, trembling slightly, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time. The visitor said: "One of the two deities of Hokkaido, Wind God Boran, pays homage to Mr. Zichuan, the god of Confucianism." p>
Zichuan said disdainfully: "You are older than me, but I don't deserve this gift from you. When you are older, don't come out, or you will be beaten to death."
Fengshen Boran was slightly angry, "What's wrong with being older than you? I'm not as knowledgeable as you, not as qualified as you, not as good as you in cultivation, and I don't eat at your house. I eat from Hokkaido.
He said: "Mr. Zichuan, can you give me a favor and watch the battle at the foot of the mountain?"
Zichuan looked at the foot of the mountain from a distance, which was the Beishang Plain. The battle between the two armies had reached its conclusion. He knew that going now would not change the outcome, so he simply stopped paying attention.
"Two people who haven't reached the realm of Taoism still want to stop me, but you know that a fly can shake a tree without knowing what it is."
Fengshen Boran said: "I see that your true energy is unstable and your aura is unstable. I think we just went through a big battle. The two of us just want to stop Mr. Zichuan for a while, but we don't have to risk our lives. I think there is still something we can do." "Ridiculous!"
Zichuan looked at him coldly, dissatisfied that he was at the same height as him, and swept him down with a palm, landing on Bing Zhenzi.
Fengshen Boran held back his humiliation and smiled nonchalantly: "I heard that Mr. Shenru can make good guesses. Can you guess what we will do today?"
Zichuan said: "However, the two armies are fighting, deepening their hatred, and the war continues, stretching across the Central Plains. It is inferior to using small methods."
Bing Zhenzi clapped his hands and praised: "The good Mr. Chuan is worthy of the name of a god and Confucian. Although the method is low, the effect is good. Are you satisfied with this game?"
Bing Zhenzi was a little proud and wanted to see his joke, but Zichuan said: "The Lord of Beitao City is about to die, why don't you save him?"
The two of them turned around and saw Qiu Baiyu splitting the sword in Lang Jingtao's hand with a knife, and then the end of the chapter was seen. The two of them quickly turned into the ice wind and left.
The survival of Lang Jingtao is related to the development of subsequent plans.
Zichuan hummed: "If you weren't worried about my disciples and hurt some of your soul, I would have left you here today."
The two moves of Yan Shen seem to be harmless, but the three people of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are a little shaken, and they need to adjust their breath and rest for some time.
A breeze blew by, and Shenruzichuan disappeared from the top of the mountain, taking Yueguanshan back to Rende Academy.
In the two-city battle on Beishang Plain, Shuangye City's army was stronger and had strangled most of Beitao City, leaving only three thousand troops led by two generals. One of the generals had died in the battle.
A general looked at Lang Jingtao and said, "City Lord, retreat."
Qiu Baiyu and Lang Jingtao fought to the point of madness. Qiu Baiyu fully demonstrated his strength. After several moves, he chopped off the sword in Lang Jingtao's hand with one knife, and prepared to kill him with another knife.
The Lang Jing Tao sword left my hand, and suddenly my mind was shocked. Facing the attacking sword, I suddenly felt that death was coming.
"City Lord, retreat quickly."
At this time, a general stepped forward to block the sword and save his life. Lang Jingtao escaped death and immediately retreated. Some soldiers stepped forward to stop Qiu Baiyu.
Qiu Baiyu went crazy and kept killing. All the soldiers in Beitao City were frightened and kept retreating.
Qiu Baiyu jumped into the air and swung his sword towards Lang Jingtao and other soldiers in Beitao City. At the moment of life and death, he suddenly saw ice crystals floating in the air, and a cold wind blew in. A line of frost stood between the two armies. p>
The wind god Boran rolled up the waves and said: "Retreat."
When all the soldiers heard this, they threw down their troops and armor, and immediately retreated. Less than a thousand troops were routed.
On the road from Rende Academy to Frostleaf City, three people were fighting fiercely.
The Baizi fishing rod shattered, revealing a white sword in the rod. The sword was unsheathed, and a white light flashed by. Zhou Xuehai was alert and moved away from the figure. He suddenly felt pain in his arm, blood flowed out, and he was injured by the sword. p>
Zhou Xuehai warned: "Be careful with his sword."
Lin Xianzhi nodded and paid attention to the movement of the white sword. The three of them fought again. However, Zhou Xuehai and his two men were a little inferior in cultivation. They were hit by sword moves one after another and were covered in blood. Fortunately, it was not a vital part and they could still move.
Just when Wanwanzi was about to destroy the two of them, a purple figure instantly appeared on the battlefield, appearing in front of Zhou Xuehai and the others.
The purple incarnation of Yueguan Mountain looked at Zhou Xuehai and the two of them, and was covered in blood. Suddenly, anger surged, and he used his ultimate move: the sword penetrated the heaven and the earth and ended with the person.
A sword condensed the power of heaven and earth, locked at Baizi, and struck with majestic force.
Wanwanzi was locked by the sword energy, unable to move, so he had no choice but to take this move: I looked at the North Sea, and it was pale and white in the vast expanse.
The two moves struck each other, and Wanwanzi immediately stepped back dozens of steps. The purple incarnation took a few steps back. He said: "Good move, good move. What's your name?"
The purple incarnation thought briefly and said: "Guiyi sword will end the purple guest."
"I remember you."
Wanwanzi put away his white sword, knowing that the situation was over, and quickly retreated.
Ziyi Ke took Zhou Xuehai and Lin Xianzhi back to Rende Academy. When Yang Wenjun saw this, he immediately took them for treatment.
A gust of wind blew by, and the guest in purple clothes felt that the person was back. He came to Guiyi Valley and saw the master and the main body adjusting their breath. He stood aside quietly.
Yueguanshan felt something strange in his arms and woke up. He took out the Panlong Yin Pearl from his arms, pondered for a moment and said: "The Yin Pearl contacts the Yang energy, causing the Yin Pearl to become unstable and turn purple. Take it to the top of Tianshan Mountain and place it on
At the top, it absorbs the cold air from Tianshan Mountain."
Zi Zi took it, turned around and left, then suddenly looked back and said: "My name belongs to Zi Yi Ke who will die with one sword."
With that said, he left quickly.
Yue Guanshan shook his head. These individual incarnations, one is called Gui Yu Sword Shou Qing Yi Ke, and the other is Gui Yijian Zhong Zi Yi Ke. They have their own personalities.
Tianshan, Tianshan, the extremely cold Tianshan, today the guest in purple came, holding the Panlong Yin Pearl, the Panlong Yin Pearl absorbs the cold air around him, making him immune to the cold.
Just like taking a walk, the man in purple clothes sometimes wields a sword and sometimes walks on the snow. In just a moment, he has reached the top of Tianshan Mountain.
He placed the Panlong Yin Pearl on the top of the mountain. The Yin Pearl absorbed the cold of the Tianshan Mountains and accelerated his own pregnancy.
The man in purple clothes looked up at the sky. The sky was densely covered with stars and clouds. Then he bowed his head again. The mountains and rivers were in his eyes. He could see the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. For a moment, he was full of pride. He also gained insights into the art of swordsmanship. He raised his sword and pointed at it: "My sword is the only one in the sky and on the earth."
Suddenly, streams of sword energy formed vertically and horizontally, gathering into a formation, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and would not disperse for a long time, and could establish a long-lasting queen.
He also wrote on the wall of Tianshan Mountain:
I am so powerful that there is no one in the world