Chapter 190 Ten years of sharpening one sword and eight
The cold evil aura was flying all over the sky, and the young man who wanted to fight for the sky roared like a beast. In a small space, the powerful aura surged out. The blood was bright and the light was bright, and the dark energy was overwhelming and domineering.
Ling Tianyun was like a wild beast trying to break free from the cage. His eyes were wide open with anger, his hair was flying wildly, and the sword in his hand was holding up a powerful aura as he headed toward the sky.
Yelu Wuji was the one who built a cage like an iron wall and a copper wall. The powerful aura emanating from his whole body surged towards the young man opposite him like a tide. The overwhelming suppressive aura was like a wave, one wave higher than the other.
A wave.
However, the people standing around did not feel the plight of the young man who stood tall and roared to the sky. The roar made their brains confused. Even Feng Yuxiu and Tan Zhentian were greatly disturbed. Others were disturbed.
Not to mention, they only felt that after a roaring in their ears, they could no longer hear any sound for a moment, and then the buzzing sound in their minds kept circling, making their faces pale with shock.
Waves of roars were like thunder, and billowing breaths were like waves. One wanted to rush away like a delicate dragon, while the other exuded a violent pressure from the heavenly prison.
Following Ling Tianyun's roars, the dull and suffocating feeling in his chest suddenly became lighter. A sense of pleasure and comfort spread throughout his body, and the true energy in his body turned into streams of water again.
General flow was flowing through his body, and he knew that he had broken through a new critical point under the suppression of Yelu Wuji's unintentional momentum, and that he was one point closer to the late stage of the inner strength state.
And the extremely charming man stopped. He just gave the boy a try, suppressing him like a trapped beast, but he didn't expect that the other person would break through to a new critical point. If he continued like this, the other person would
It is very likely that your cultivation will reach a new level with the help of his suppression.
Yelu Wuji stopped suppressing Ling Tianyun by leaking his aura. He stopped his steps and looked at the high-spirited young man, but he had mixed feelings in his heart. One thought kept flashing in his mind, that is, to take advantage of this young man before he has grown up.
Get up and get rid of the opponent as soon as possible.
With a strange light shining in his eyes, he finally gave up this plan because he felt a powerful aura coming from far to near, slowly coming towards the Feng family.
The aura was so unfamiliar, yet so powerful that it made his heart tremble. An unprecedented fighting spirit burned like wildfire, growing stronger and stronger.
Ling Tianyun's firm eyes shone with exquisite light, and he felt that the charming man in red suddenly had a fierce murderous intention towards him. But what surprised him was that the other party put away this murderous intention again.
, and he also felt that the other person's aura had been transferred from his body. Although the other party was still facing him, his expression and aura told him that this extremely charming man seemed to have discovered something.
The only people in the Fengjia courtyard were the group of more than ten Khitan warriors who came with Yelu Wuji. There was no change at all. They stood behind Yelu Wuji like stone sculptures, with no expressions on their faces.
All the changes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if what happened in the Feng family courtyard had nothing to do with them.
Except for the enemy people, the rest were the people of the Feng family, and their faces still had a nervous aura. Of course, the first ones to feel the strange aura were the two old men Feng Yuxiu and Tan Zhenkun. Then Yelu Wu
When Ji's whole body exuded a different aura, they were already aware of it.
Just when everyone was doubtful, suddenly, a powerful and unmatched aura came across the sky.
The powerful aura coming from across the sky was like the cold snow suddenly falling on a sunny day in June. This cold frost-like aura suddenly appeared, catching everyone off guard and unable to judge whether it was an enemy or a friend.
.Everyone's expressions changed again. Such a powerful aura could only be matched by the extremely coquettish Yelu Wuji present.
Ling Tianyun found that the charming man opposite him did not have any movements or expressions, but his intuition told him that the other person was gathering energy and energy at the moment and was not very relaxed. And he also felt the extremely powerful aura.
There was a cold breath, as cold as the freezing sky and the freezing earth.
For this uninvited guest who was about to arrive, in addition to solemn and fearful expressions on everyone's faces, there were also deep doubts. They didn't understand why someone would come to Feng's house at this time. For this uninvited guest
, various speculations arose in everyone’s minds.
Feng Yuxiu's expression became even weirder. He didn't expect that besides Yelu Wuji and his people coming to the Feng family, there would be other people coming. He felt that this unique aura should be that of a person. But the aura was his.
He felt strange. Among the friends or enemies he knew, there was no one with such a unique aura.
The same goes for Tan Zhenkun beside him, with a solemn expression and strong fear of this aura. It seems that he does not know the person who exudes this biting aura.
With a "crunch", just as everyone was guessing, the gate of the enclosed courtyard opened automatically, and a cold and icy breath came straight from the door to the courtyard, filling the entire courtyard in an instant.
Fengjia courtyard.
This biting coldness enveloped everyone, and everyone felt that they were in a cold winter season with ice and snow. The coldness made everyone shiver with cold, and they couldn't help but rush to use their strength to resist it so that they could feel better.
Only two old people and Yelu Wuji in the Feng family courtyard were not affected in any way. Their martial arts realm has reached a certain level and they are not afraid of this chill. The next ones are Ling Tianyun and Feng Bupo, the current head of the Feng family.
, although they felt the slightest bit of chill, the chill did not have much impact on them. Again, there were the Khitan warriors brought by Yelu Wuji. They stood as still as sculptures, and the cold air had spread over them.
A thin layer of silver frost formed on their bodies.
The cold aura rolled in, getting stronger and stronger. Everyone felt that the coldness was like a feeling that froze their hearts. The coldness filled the air, but they did not see the person who exuded the cold aura. Then, everyone
I only felt that my nose was filled with a faint smell of blood. The faint smell of blood only appeared for a moment, and was quickly covered up by the bone-chilling chill.
The first person to be affected was the charming man in red. His face became very ugly, and he already knew what was happening outside.
Everyone was silent, there was silence, and the slanting winter sun was no longer so dazzling.
The coldness as cold as ice turned into a doomsday-like momentum and spread towards the entire courtyard, causing the courtyard to be covered with a thin layer of silver frost and glowing with a brilliant white light.
There was another sound of a horse neighing, and a sound of rapid hoofbeats, which soon disappeared in everyone's ears.
Ling Tianyun could clearly see that the face of the charming man had turned ugly, and his livid face looked extremely ferocious and terrifying. However, the dozen or so Khitan warriors standing majestically not far behind him had expressions as if they were sinking, as if what happened outside
Nothing has anything to do with them.
As the cold grew stronger, the Feng family courtyard was covered with a thin layer of silver frost, which looked particularly dazzling under the bright sun.
I saw a person walking in from the gate of the Feng family courtyard. When everyone saw the person clearly, they couldn't help but take a breath, and their whole bodies were filled with a cold feeling that even their souls trembled.
The man slowly entered the Feng family compound, his slow feet as if he had stepped through the shadow of a hundred years of light. In addition to the coldness that was as cold as ice, there was also the aura of eternal silence lingering around him.
Dressed in white clothes that were light and elegant, his eyes were as cold as ice, and everyone felt a bang in their brains. They suddenly felt as if their souls were about to leave their bodies, and their trembling souls were completely frozen.
.
In addition to wearing white clothes, that man also had hair as white as silver frost, a slightly thin face as delicate and flawless as a crown jade, and a posture like an ape's arms and a wasp's waist, but he exuded a majestic temperament. It was a kind of majestic temperament.
A swordsman has a sharp and sharp temperament, and a swordsman can endure things that ordinary people cannot tolerate.
What he held in his hand was a sword with a simple scabbard. The sharp blade breath leaked out from the simple scabbard, making people feel palpitating.
The man's eyes swept across everyone's bodies, and finally fixed his gaze on the charming man in red. His cold eyes met those evil and boundless eyes.
"It's him." Feng Yuxiu and Tan Zhenkun thought of this person's identity at the same time, and their eyes flashed with confusion. They didn't understand why this person appeared in the Feng family courtyard. The Feng family
I have never had anything to do with this person, no grudges or enmities, and certainly not any kindness or friendship.
But everyone's eyes never left this man. They were deeply attracted by this cold-hearted thirty-year-old swordsman in white clothes. The man's proud and clanging aura was majestic,
It is majestic yet carries a sharp momentum that pierces the sky.
What Ling Tianyun paid more attention to was the man's silvery snow-like hair. He saw a deep and eternal aura of vicissitudes in that man's eyes, those eyes that could penetrate into other people's hearts.
How could he achieve his helpless feeling as if he could see through life and death?
Fang was only about thirty years old, with hair on his temples as white as snow, eyes as deep as ancient wells, and a body as sharp as a sword.
Ling Tianyun remembered the story that the old thief dressed as a waiter told him when he was in Baishi Town, and the protagonist of that story was so similar to the white-haired swordsman in front of him at this time. He couldn't help but suddenly thought, could it really be
That person, he thought secretly in his heart.
The man was dressed in white, showing his arrogant and aloof temperament, and there was a sense of endless loneliness and sadness in his vicissitudes of life. His eyes were cold and arrogant, looking at the man in red who was extremely charming.
The eyes of the two people were intertwined. One had a cold gaze, the other had an evil aura like a ghost, one was wearing white clothes, and the other was wearing red clothes. If you look at it from the outside, these two
Everyone has his or her own destiny. The swordsman in white had a face as beautiful as jade, exquisite and flawless, showing the elegance of the Han people. But the man in red had a face as sharp as a knife, with clear outlines like an exquisite and flawless stone carving, and a straight nose.
It shows the fierce aura of a foreign race.
These two people are both dragons among men, with outstanding talents, but they meet in this remote city of Daizhou. One is an elegant swordsman in white clothes, as white as snow, and the other is red as evil as fire.
Master.
"Zhang Xiaofeng, the Sword God of the Eastern Region, it is said that you have been sharpening a sword for ten years, and the sword broke the sky-shattering barrier." Yelu Wuji, who was alluring in red, murmured in a deep voice, and his shallow murmur spoke of the elegant swordsman in white clothes who beat the snow.
His identity, "Your Excellency has never asked about martial arts matters, but today you came to this remote Daizhou City alone. Could it be that you have also taken a fancy to this Feng family's property?"
"Entrusted by an old friend to protect the Feng family." The swordsman, who was dressed in white and stood tall and proud, cherished his words as if they were gold. He said these words coldly and stopped speaking.
"White clothes are as good as snow and hair is as frosty. With a sword coming from the east, you are like a flying immortal. Sure enough, being famous is worse than meeting you. You are indeed worthy of the title of the Sword God of the Eastern Region. But I don't know who entrusted you to protect the whole Feng family. Is it possible? Just with a sword in your hand?" Yelu Wuji said in a deep voice without haste, his evil eyes began to glow like sparks, getting stronger and stronger.
But the swordsman in white with a graceful and graceful figure was still as cold as snow, and only three words came out of his mouth: "Feng Lian Dao."
These three words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, making everyone's expressions perk up. They finally knew that the swordsman in white clothes and snow was a friend, not an enemy. It was enough for them to know this.
A generation of Sword Saints from the Central Plains, a Sword God from the Eastern Region, and Shen Zhongxia, the top master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, plus the top master of the Kingdom of Western Shu, Gongzi Ming, the great master of the Northern Khitan Kingdom, the top master in the world.
Yan Wudi, these five people are collectively known as the top five masters in today's martial arts world. Except for the battle between the Central Plains Sword Saint and the Khitan master Wan Yan Wudi a year ago, there is no rumor that there is any relationship between these five people.
Friendship and competition.
"Hahaha, such a righteous Feng Lian Dao can make a generation of sword gods rush around in this remote city of Daizhou." Yelu Wuji laughed long and made a weird sound in his mouth, which made everyone feel in their hearts.
Very unwell.
Ling Tianyun was even more shocked. Feng Lian Dao was a figure he had always admired. He had always targeted Feng Lian Dao, hoping that one day he could meet this world-famous hero.