Changbai Mountain, at the top of the mountain, the wind blows and snowflakes fall.
Feng Lian Dao was dressed in cloth and stood on the top of the mountain.
His ordinary face showed a resolute look, and his black hair was flying randomly in the wind. He was dressed in cloth and stood with his hands behind his back. What he carried on his back was just an ordinary knife that was no longer ordinary, without a scabbard.
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Feng Lian Daoyi's wise eyes stared quietly at the person three feet away in front of him, the great Khitan master Wanyan Wudi. Wanyan Wudi was about thirty years old, eight feet tall, wearing black clothes and a white cloak hanging in the wind.
He was holding a long spear in his hand. Under the dark tip of the spear was a bright red tassel rising in the wind. Underneath was a silvery spear body, about nine feet long.
The wind blew past his sculpture-like and exquisite face and high nose, and an aura as strong as the Yueting in Linzhi emerged spontaneously.
Wan Yan Wudi stood like a god of war, his deep-set eyes staring closely at Feng Lian Dao. Feng Lian Dao was more like an ordinary person at this time, his eyes were as calm as a stream of autumn water, and no expression could be seen.
The wind kept blowing, and the snowflakes on the ground were picked up and fell by the wind. It was very quiet at this moment.
"It seems that the Central Plains is very chaotic, very chaotic." Wanyan Wudi said softly.
"No matter how chaotic it is, it's still the Central Plains' business. Does it have anything to do with you?" Feng Lian Dao's face showed no expression.
"After this battle, I don't know when we will see each other again. I hope this battle can fulfill your wishes and mine." Wanyan Wudi said leisurely without taking Feng Lian Dao's words.
"Okay, let's get started." Feng Lian Dao stretched his right hand behind his back and held the knife in his hand. Although it was an ordinary knife, Feng Lian Dao's hand seemed to be different. The knife seemed to be
It came to life and let out a soft moan.
Wanyan Wudi held the gun with both hands and stepped forward. The gun slipped in the air and stabbed towards Feng Lian Dao. The air around him suddenly gathered like it was being sucked together, and turned into a giant dragon and crashed towards Feng Lian Dao. The gun
The shadow suddenly rose and fell, the giant dragon kept getting bigger, and its ferocious roar stirred up the remaining snow on the ground to fly in all directions. In an instant, it almost reached Feng Lian Dao's chest. Feng Lian Dao gave a soft drink, and the knife turned into a bolt of lightning and struck at the giant dragon.
Go, when the knife struck the giant dragon, there was no sound. The dragon began to burst, and the air suddenly dispersed, but the remaining snow flying everywhere was still dancing in the air.
Feng Lian Dao lightly kicked the ground with both feet, pulled up his body, and flew up like an eagle. The knife made a mark in the air and struck Wanyan Wudi. The distance of three feet was three feet away, and in a blink of an eye, the knife reached Wanyan.
Invincible before your eyes.
Wanyan Wudi's eyes narrowed, and he immediately put away the gun and thrust it upwards, with the tip of the gun pointed directly at the edge of Feng Lian Dao.
With a "dang" sound, the knife collided with the tip of the gun. The Feng Lian knife turned lightly in the air and slowly fell, only more than ten feet away from Wanyan Wudi.
"This is meaningless. Let's let it go, otherwise it will be impossible to decide the winner for three days and three nights," Wanyan Wudi put away his gun and stood up.
"Okay." Feng Liandao said.
Wanyan Wudi held the gun behind his waist with his right hand, stepped forward and charged towards Feng Lian Dao with a fist in his left hand. Feng Lian Dao did not dodge, the tip of the right hand pointed to the ground, and at the same time, he slapped Wanyan Wudi's chest with his left hand.
"Bang" and "bang" sounded twice, and each of them took three steps back. Wanyan Wudi rotated the gun from behind, and held the gun with his left hand at the same time. With a shake of his hands, a violent breath spread from the gun body.
Feng Lian Dao felt that Wanyan Wudi's gun was like a dragon, and Wanyan Wudi was the God of War holding the dragon in his hand. A huge pressure surged towards him. Countless gun shadows were attacking him.
The gun is like a dragon rising out of the sea, with the momentum to sweep away thousands of armies. If the gun is the king of weapons, then the sword is the other weapon.
Feng Lian Dao took a deep breath and held the tip of the knife upward. Pan Da's breath spread out from his body. When encountering the dragon's breath, Feng Lian Dao's chest immediately exploded, revealing his strong and strong body.
The thick chest muscles and the knife remained motionless in Feng Lian Dao's hand, and the strengthening aura on his body did not stop.
The spear shadow like a dragon attacked the surroundings of Feng Lian Dao, sometimes like a dragon strolling, sometimes like a dragon roaring, sometimes fast, sometimes slowly.
Feng Lian Dao wandered in the shadow of the gun like a leaf of duckweed, constantly changing its body shape, and the knife struck at the shadow of the gun.
At this time, dark clouds suddenly moved and shrouded their heads in the vast sky, and the sky suddenly became dark.
The two figures kept intertwining, and there were sounds of swords and guns clashing from time to time, but their auras still did not weaken, but instead became stronger.
At some point, the snow falling in the sky became heavier and heavier, but not a single snowflake fell around the two figures, and their breath immediately turned into mist when it came into contact.
There was an earth-shaking loud "boom".
The two figures separated, but they exchanged positions.
Feng Lian Dao stretched out his right hand and held the knife flat, with a steady breath, and the tip of the knife pointed at Wanyan Wudi. Wanyan Wudi held the middle of the gun in his right hand, with the tip of the gun forward and the tail of the gun behind him.
"You lost." Feng Landao looked at Wanyan Wudi quietly.
"Yes, I lost." A thin line of blood flowed from the corner of Guo Wanyan Wudi's mouth, and he sighed: "Have you achieved it?"
Feng Lian Dao didn't answer. He put away the long knife and turned around and walked down the mountain.
The snow began to stop, and Wanyan Wudi stood facing the wind without moving, looking at Feng Lian Dao who was getting further away.
"National Master." A figure walked towards Wanyan Wudi from the bottom of the mountain. After a while, he was next to him, and the man bowed and saluted him.
Wanyan Wudi looked at the man. He had a burly figure and was wearing a big fur coat. His deep-set eyes were piercing and his beard was like thorns on his face. Yelu Tuo, the first general of the Khitan Kingdom,
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"Yelütuo, please tell me not to invade the Central Plains within ten years. My lord, I will make it clear to him that the Central Plains is not as simple as we imagined." Wanyan Wudi looked forward and looked far into the distance.
In Changbai Mountain, there is a vast expanse of white at the bottom of the mountain, and what is pointing far ahead is the beautiful rivers and mountains of the Central Plains.
Wanyan Wudi couldn't imagine what an amazing sword it was. He remembered that his gun had pierced Feng Lian Dao's heart, but Feng Lian Dao grabbed the tip of the gun with his left hand, and slashed at Feng Lian Dao like a ghost.
It hit his chest, and what was terrifying was that the force from the knife actually shattered the goggles on his chest, almost completely shattering his heart and completely destroying his life.
"It is said that one has to reach that level to be able to do it. Did he really reach that level?" Wanyan Wudi murmured. What he was holding on to in his left hand was the shattered goggles, which could almost be said to have turned into dust. He let go.
On the left hand, the protective goggles were blown by the cold wind on the top of the mountain, and turned into dust and floated down the mountain.
The protective goggles were passed down to him by the previous Imperial Master. They were made from meteorite iron that fell from the sky. No weapon can break it. No one's internal strength in the world can break it, unless he reaches that level, the legendary Sky Breaking.
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At the foot of Changbai Mountain,
Feng Lian Dao suddenly made a "pop" sound and spat out a mouthful of blood. On the white snow, blood fell little by little, making the white snow look particularly gorgeous.
Feng Lian Dao took a long breath and his face immediately turned pale.
At this time, in front of Feng Lian Dao, ten feet away, ten people in white were standing in a row. The people in white merged with the white snow in the mountains, and Feng Lian Dao suddenly couldn't tell the difference. The ten people in white were standing in a row.
The man slowly walked towards Feng Lian Dao and began to encircle him.