The dark iron sword pierced the layers of rain curtains, and a faint halo condensed on the tip of the sword. The rainwater immediately turned into a wisp of white mist when it touched it. Ye Yinfeng's body fell tightly.
, the iron sword curled up with a soul-killing momentum and stabbed at the man in red standing in the rain.
Yelu Wuji's eyes still fell on Ling Tianyun, who was lying in the mud. The red light in his right hand became thicker and thicker. He raised the long sword in his hand, and the red light condensed a little.
Suddenly, the red light was like a poisonous snake spitting out, and it stabbed towards Ling Tianyun.
Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng in the air turned around and the Taiqing Qi circulated throughout his body. He let out a long and ear-piercing roar from his mouth. The faint halo condensed on the sword tip was even more intense.
A little stronger, his hands suddenly shook, "hiss", and the long sword cut through the rain curtain like a broken bamboo, and instantly came to Yelu Wuji's head.
Feeling the shadow of Ye Yinfeng's strong sword light, the red sword in Yelu Wuji's hand paused slightly. And just as the long sword in his hand paused, Ling Tianyun slapped the ground with his left palm and moved forward again.
Then he rolled several times. A shocking sword energy spurted from the long sword in Yelu Wuji's hand. The sword energy exploded the muddy ground, causing splashes of muddy water.
Yelu Wuji's body did not move at all, and the sword above his head had already reached the bamboo hat above his head.
There was no panic in Ye Yinfeng's heart, and he stabbed the sword with his wild sword. However, just as the lightning flashed, a more ghost-like aura violently emerged from around Yelu Wuji.
As he stood up, a redder sword light shot out from his left hand, and a smaller and narrower dagger appeared in his hand.
Yelu Wuji didn't even look at it, he held the dagger in his left hand and stabbed towards the sky.
"Zheng", a dull sound, followed by a splash of water sounded above Yelu Wuji's head. "Pa", I saw that the bamboo hat above his head was suddenly torn. The bamboo hat was torn from the top of his head.
It broke into two halves, and then was knocked down by the stimulating energy and fell on the muddy official road.
Ye Yinfeng's falling body was blocked by a powerful force. The iron sword in his hand was also blocked by the short sword in his hand. The tips of the two swords touched each other.
The moment it touched, the surging energy cut the vast rain curtain into several pieces. The raindrops once again turned into a trace of rain mist, and then shrouded it, and the flowing energy
It was wreaking havoc all around them without stopping.
The energy soaring into the sky came from the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand, poured straight into his palm, and then his entire arm. The energy that surged like a roaring river rolled up the momentum of thousands of waves.
It hit him in the chest, making Ye Yinfeng feel a sweet sensation in his throat. His falling and frozen figure did not last long before his body was shaken into the air by Yelu Wuji's powerful counterattack.
His internal organs seemed to be tumbling like burning, and Ye Yinfeng in the air was like a kite with its string broken, fluttering up, and then falling heavily. The iron sword in his hand was almost uncontrollable, and his
His body fell heavily onto the muddy official road, causing splashes of mud and water to fly away.
Yelu Wuji didn't even look at Ye Yinfeng, who was falling behind him. He still looked at Ling Tianyun, his ruthless eyes filled with endless hatred. He raised the other long sword in his hand and stood at his feet.
With a big step, the long sword curled up with that chilling and terrifying aura, pointing at Ling Tianyun who was lying on the ground with a bitter expression on his face.
There was a bloodthirsty ferocity in his condensed eyes, and the strange long sword gave off a coldness that was even colder than the raindrops. The hat that was torn into two parts and fell to the ground was left in the mud.
After rolling a few times, the water splashing on the ground gathered into streams, and the muddy muddy water was mixed with a rich blood.
This scene seemed to be frozen, and it remained motionless in Ling Tianyun's mind. Unable to move, he could only watch Ye Yinfeng, who was hit by a sword and fell, rolling on the muddy ground like him.
Above. Even though he was unwilling to do so, in the face of absolute strength, he only felt endless bitterness. The sweet blood at the corner of his mouth was like a flame, burning his throat, making him
His throat was extremely dry.
A pair of weird boots appeared in front of him. Looking up, he saw the terrifying face of Yelu Wuji. And the long sword with a cruel coldness was pointed directly at his chest, and there was no trace of it.
The icy coldness penetrated directly into his clothes and seeped into his chest, making him shiver.
"I have said that you must die today, not only to avenge my unsatisfied disciples, but also for the eternal great cause of my Khitan Kingdom. You two must die today, who asked you to help Da Zhou. You should have
Go back to your own country, but you choose to go to this hell, because God wants you to die."
Yelu Wuji's cold words echoed in the rain. He let the rain hit his extremely pale face, and the buns of his hair stuck to his forehead along with the rain. In addition,
Putting on his monster attire, Yelu Wuji looked a hundred times more terrifying than the life-threatening impermanence.
After squirming, Ling Tianyun found that his throat seemed to be blocked. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. He didn't want to refute the other party, but wanted to make one last sarcasm, and then from the look in his eyes
There was only the decisive bitterness in it. Facing death, he had experienced it more than once, and this time it was more dangerous than before.
He looked apologetically at Ye Yinfeng, who fell silently behind Yelu Wuji. He couldn't see his expression, and he didn't even see Ye Yinfeng's face. He only saw the wolf-like figure.
The figure was covered with mud and water. It was silent, as if Ye Yinfeng had fainted after being hit hard that time.
"Don't worry, I'll kill that kid after I kill you. So that when you go on the road, you won't be alone in the underworld." Yelu Wuji's fierce eyes flashed, and he raised his hands.
The long sword was about to stab Ling Tianyun in the chest.
Feeling that his chest was locked with thorns, the look of determination on Ling Tianyun's face remained unchanged, but the fear of death instinct made his body tremble slightly. He opened his eyes wide, wanting to see clearly how he was doing
After being stabbed by the opponent's sword, he wanted to see clearly how he died slowly.
"No wonder you can only be the second master of the Khitan. You are far behind Wanyan Wudi by more than a thousand miles. You are obviously not weaker than Wanyan Wudi in terms of martial arts talent, but everyone in the Khitan Kingdom is not inferior to Wanyan Wudi.
He focused his attention on Wanyan Wudi, but ignored you, the second best master. You were unwilling to give in. The two of us defeated Wanyan Wudi. You thought that as long as you killed us, you could restore your self-righteousness.
Do you have some dignity? It's really ridiculous, you are worthy of being the second child of a thousand years."
A faint voice sounded, and that voice stopped Yelu Wuji from stabbing the general down. There was no one else here, but it was Ye Yinfeng who spoke. But I don’t know when Ye Yinfeng was already standing.
When he got up, his arrogant bamboo-like body stood in the spring rain, an imperceptible golden light flickering in and out of his left hand.
"What are you talking about? Who said that I am not as good as Wanyan Wudi?" When Yelu Wuji heard this, he quickly turned around, and the green scarves appeared, but the demon-like face was filled with a mass of blood.
A burning blush.
However, Yelu Wuji had just finished speaking. The iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand, which was as powerful as thunder, pierced through like the divine sword coming out of the void. Although the distance between the two was only one foot,
Ye Yinfeng's sword force, like a powerful strike, spanned the space of ten feet. Wherever the iron sword touched, raindrops flew away one after another, as if in the entire earth, there was only one sword that penetrated the heaven and earth and destroyed all things.
Like a long sword without an edge.
A cold smile appeared on Yelu Wuji's face. He had long been aware of Ye Yinfeng's sneak attack. He allowed the opponent's iron sword to stab at him as fast as the wind. But he did not do anything at all.
Be prepared. The martial arts of these two young men are too weak, and their internal strength is too weak to cause him any substantial harm.
When the long sword piercing the air was about a foot away from his eyebrows, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and pinched it gently. The iron sword made a trembling buzzing sound between his fingers.
, there was a huge impact force between his two fingers, and with a little movement of his power, the impact force from the iron sword was resolved.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Yelu Wuji's face. He saw the panic on the face of the young man in blue shirt and the desperate look in his eyes. He enjoyed this effect very much. He had not enjoyed it for a long time.
Seeing the despair in the enemy's eyes, and the helplessness as if the plot had been revealed, only in this way, the feeling of playing with the enemy in the palm of your hand is more exciting than the excitement brought by the blood of wolves on the grassland.
Just when the smile on his face spread, it froze, because he saw a ball of extremely dazzling golden light blossoming from the palm of the other person's left hand. A piercing feeling like horror came over him.
A chill that he had never experienced before ran down his spine.
That ball of golden light exploded in Ye Yinfeng's hand, stabbing towards Yelu Wuji's chest.
Yelu Wuji felt an unprecedented fatal crisis, but he was still a peerless master after all. Although his heart trembled inexplicably, he still had the instinctive reaction. He stretched out his fingers to hold the iron sword.
, his body swayed, and he suddenly flew away and landed on a big rock next to the official road.
Yelu Wuji, who had just stood firm, felt a palpitation in his heart. He knew that if he didn't step away in time, the golden brilliance would definitely pierce him.
There was neither sadness nor joy on Ye Yinfeng's face. After stabbing the jade sword into the air, he quickly put it away. He swung his body and rushed to Ling Tianyun, lifted Ling Tianyun up, and then went to the mountain where the official road was.
Throw it hard among the bushes.
There was a trace of anger on Ling Tianyun's face. He wanted to stop the other party, but his throat seemed to be blocked, but he couldn't say anything. He saw that slightly childish but extremely resolute face. He saw
The determined look and calm gaze in the young man's eyes.
When his body was lifted up by Ye Yinfeng, he only felt a warm and brilliant energy coming from the opponent's palm and then into his body. He didn't have time to move to guide that energy.
, he felt as if his body was being gently thrown upward, tumbling a few times in the air, and then, the figure of the blue-shirted young man Ye Yinfeng was lost in his eyes.
After finishing all the actions, Ye Yinfeng slowly turned around and looked at the frightened and strange man standing on the rock. And the golden light in his hand appeared again, but it was a handle.
The soft sword as jade-like as Su is the pan-jade exquisite sword of the 'Linglong Valley'.
Time passed by bit by bit like the endless spring rain. The two people confronting each other did not know how much time had passed. But neither of them moved an inch, and no one paid attention to the person who was thrown away.
Ling Tianyun's life and death, they only had each other in their eyes. When Ye Yinfeng's upright figure finally fell, Yelu Wuji's face showed even more violent anger.