Chapter 657: The blood has not yet dried, but the night has become clear
The condensed golden light became stronger and stronger, and Ling Tianyun walked forward. The sword in his hand dragged a series of afterimages in the air. The light of the sword was condensed with energy. He was like a King Kong with angry eyes, and the aura surged around him.
Vast and majestic. His figure arrived in front of Yelu Changsheng in an instant. He raised his sword and slashed at the latter with a sharp aura. No one would have thought that Ling Tianyun would fight back at that moment.
The shadow of the dragon's head condensed on the tip of the spear faded, and a calm indifference appeared on Yelu Changsheng's face. He retracted his spear and swept it forward. The rolling spear power turned into wisps of light, like snow.
The white spear light swept away all the falling snowflakes, and Ling Tianyun's powerful knife had already struck down. The billowing spear light created a horrifying aura, and the sharp sword energy stirred up golden light,
The two figures were getting closer and closer.
Like a natural enemy, the dragon's roar became more and more fierce, and the two intertwined figures fought faster and faster. The sword in Ling Tianyun's hand flashed golden light in the night, and the iron spear was even more fierce.
It stirred up a billowing energy, and the flying energy swept away all around. The snowflakes in the sky between the sky and the earth also rose and fell and danced again. In front of everyone's eyes, only two figures became blurred.
All they saw were faint afterimages. As soon as those afterimages dispersed, several more afterimages formed under the night sky.
A harsh metallic sound sounded, and the two figures immediately separated, and the afterimages that permeated their bodies dissipated into the quiet night. The two stared at each other, the auras on their bodies were evenly matched, Ling Tianyun
The phantom of the Buddha condensed behind the back was as huge as a giant, and the phantom of the dragon head condensed on the tip of Yelu Changsheng's spear was so powerful that the two of them also had a solemn look on their faces. Their strength was almost the same. They had just
The battle was evenly divided, and the outcome was only between 50 and 50.
The two stared at each other without saying a word, but the aura that arose from the two of them became stronger and stronger. The shadow of the Buddha on Ling Tianyun's back was like a King Kong that implied the power of heaven, and the sword in his hand was
The golden light swayed and became more violent. He slowly raised the sword in his hand. He was like a peerless god of war, pointing the sword directly at Yelu Changshengeryun. His body stood majestic, his anger flew, and the momentum around him began
Condensed to the extreme.
Yelu Changsheng's eyes also shot out solemn light. He raised his iron spear slightly, and the phantom of the dragon's head condensed on the tip of the spear almost broke free and headed towards the faint sky. His legs moved forward and forward.
Then he sank slightly, like a taut long bow. At the same time, he was gathering energy and momentum. He knew that the battle between them was coming to an end, and there must be a winner between them. The winner
The winner will live, and the loser will die.
It seemed as if there were only two young men confronting each other left in the world. The aura condensed on their bodies reached an extreme, but they still stood firm. The weapons in their hands were trembling violently, and bursts of tearing sound appeared.
Trembling chants surged from the weapons in their hands. Snowflakes all fell on them, but the snowflakes were still not affected by their surge of breath, as if the two of them existed in another dimension under the snowflakes.
Everyone froze their breaths and looked at the two people standing opposite each other without blinking. Their breaths began to become a little deeper, and the snowflakes floating in the sky were falling faster and faster. In front of everyone
In front of their eyes, they were quickly blinded by the snowflakes all over the sky. In addition to the white snowflakes in their eyes, there was the endless quiet night. However, at this moment, they felt that the earth suddenly
They were shocked for a moment, and their souls also felt a tremor. They all stared at the white snowflakes.
Soon, two powerful energies burst out from the endless snowflakes in the sky, and the phantom of the shining golden Buddha statue and the illusory shadow of the world-proud dragon head also appeared in the vast snowflakes.
However, everyone could hear a roar coming from the two phantoms. The roar was so loud that it made their eardrums roar, making them suddenly feel a kind of dizziness in their brains.
The snowflakes were rolling up, but under the two giant phantoms, there were still vast flakes of snow that blocked everyone's sight. They did not see the two figures hidden in the snowflakes, nor did they look at them.
As far as the weapons in their hands were interlaced, only the rolling and scattering snowflakes covered it all. Apart from the two phantoms making roaring sounds, everyone could see nothing.
Just when everyone was suspicious, the snowflakes all over the sky seemed to be controlled by some force. The snowflakes rolled up a pile of cold air. The white snowflakes froze at that moment, motionless. And the endless and quiet night
But it poured like mercury into the rising snowflakes, and the coldness began to emerge. A suffocating and depressed atmosphere instantly enveloped everyone's hearts, making everyone's hearts suddenly shake.
"Boom", when everyone was shocked, a deafening loud noise sounded in everyone's ears, and then they were horrified to see the clusters of snowflakes turning into countless snow arrows and shooting in all directions. A strong aura condensed.
The destructive power, centered on the cluster of snowflakes, shot out to the surroundings.
Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. They raised their weapons one after another to protect themselves. However, they did not expect that the power of the snow arrows shot out was beyond their expectations. The snow arrows shot
The impact on their weapons made their arms numb, and the huge impact pushed them back several steps before they stabilized their bodies. And their horrified expressions finally settled, they
Looking towards the place covered by the vast mass of snow.
The snowflakes dispersed, and two figures were finally revealed. The young man in black clothes was furious, and the sword in his right hand still kept slashing forward, but his left shoulder was stabbed by the iron spear, and the gurgling blood started from
His left shoulder surged wildly. The iron spear still stayed on his left shoulder, and his left hand firmly grasped the iron spear that stabbed his left shoulder. Although he was stabbed by the iron spear
The left shoulder, but that majestic body remained motionless, and the proud body did not move at all.
On the other hand, Yelu Changsheng held the iron spear tightly with both hands and kept stabbing. His body sank slightly, and his legs stepped back and forth. There was even more majestic momentum on his rough body, and his eyes
The bright light shone brightly, but he remained motionless, and the aura rushing out of his body collapsed to the extreme.
The outcome seemed obvious. After all, the sword in Ling Tianyun's hand was a little shorter, and the iron spear in Yelu Changsheng's hand took advantage of the length and stabbed him in the left shoulder. Seeing this, the Khitan people who were watching felt relieved.
With a breath, a look of joy began to appear on their faces. It was obvious that Ye Luchang had won, but Ling Tianyun had lost. The winner would live, the loser would die, and they were waiting for Ling Tianyun's final judgment.
Ye Yinfeng, who saw this situation, frowned slightly, but his frown soon relaxed, and he saw the clues at a glance. He looked at Guo Huaian, who looked a little pale.
Looking over, Guo Huaian's face showed a look of despair. He seemed to be convinced of Ling Tianyun's defeat, but his helpless eyes showed concern, which made Ye Yinfeng feel that Ling Tianyun was lucky to have such a friend.
, but he is not confident enough in Ling Tianyun.
A slight "click" sound was heard in everyone's ears. The sound was very soft, like the sound of an eggshell being broken. But the Khitan people, whose faces were filled with joy, were startled, because they
Seeing Yelu Changsheng holding the iron gun tightly in both hands, his aura suddenly poured out like water from a bursting embankment. The majestic aura swirling around him suddenly began to become sluggish, but Yelu Changsheng's face turned pale.
Blushing, the stones under his feet began to crack.
"Poof", a stream of blood spurted out from Yelu Changsheng's mouth. His face immediately turned pale and bloodless, and his hands that were holding the iron gun loosened immediately. His body was shaky, but he still struggled.
He froze his body, raised his head and looked at the majestic and proud figure. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.
As Yelu Changsheng raised his head, everyone saw clearly that there was a thin bloodstain between Yelu Changsheng's eyebrows. The bloodstain penetrated from his forehead to his chin. The bright red bloodstain
It's very thin. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it. This discovery immediately made everyone take a breath of air. They didn't expect that the ending would turn around so quickly. They thought that Ling Tianyun was injured and defeated, but they didn't expect the final outcome.
It was Yelu Changsheng who was struck by Ling Tianyun's sword, and the unparalleled sharp sword light penetrated into his head.
Yelu Changsheng's body collapsed. Before he could say a word, he fell to the ground. As his body fell heavily to the ground, the snowflakes in the sky condensed like a light dance, and could not stop around him.
It rose up and fell again. However, the hearts of the remaining Khitan people sank. They did not expect that the Khitan prince who had been hiding for many years would be killed by Ling Tianyun before he could make a splash.
The situation was over, and everyone felt a sense of unconcealable sadness. They watched as the cold figure was gradually covered by the snowflakes dancing in the sky. For a while, it was very quiet, very silent, only the "rustling"
"The sound of falling snow echoed in everyone's ears, and the smell of blood began to condense. Even under the heavy snow, the smell of blood could not be concealed, and the dazzling whiteness began to condense in everyone's eyes.
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Ling Tianyun gently pulled off the iron spear that was pierced on his left shoulder. He sighed deeply in his heart. He had an indescribable feeling about Yelu Changsheng's death. Yelu Changsheng was actually also a stunning and outstanding young man.
Junyan had no choice but to be overshadowed by Yelu Zongheng, and he could only live a bleak and tolerant life. In Shuozhou, he thought he had seized an excellent opportunity and thought he could make a splash, but unexpectedly he died in the end.
fell under his own knife.
He gently put away the sword in his hand. He felt the sword trembling, almost giving him an illusion that he couldn't control. He didn't know why he had such an illusion in his heart. The Xingze sword seemed to have something special.
It was as if the magic power was eroding, making him feel a faint palpitation in his heart. But this feeling would become very strong the moment he held the knife to kill. The knife drank blood and became violent. He knew that this meant after killing someone.
negative emotions, but he had not thought that the sword in his hand could actually have such magic power.
The injury on his left shoulder has been controlled by him. After his martial arts realm reached the near-heaven realm, this was the first time he fought with someone of the same realm. And he did not expect that Yelu Changsheng's martial arts realm had also reached that level.
In the Near Heaven Realm, he didn't know what level Yelu Zongheng's martial arts level had reached. Maybe Yelu Zongheng's level would improve faster. Killing a Yelu Changsheng didn't mean anything, but he knew what he was going to face.
There will be more powerful enemies.
The falling snowflakes poured down one after another, and the east began to turn a fish-belly white color. Ling Tianyun looked at the fish-belly white east, and he felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be heavier. The blood was not yet dry, but the night was already bright.
After a night of killing, he also felt an endless fatigue coming over him. When he looked up, he saw the smiling faces of Guo Huaian and Ye Yinfeng, and suddenly there was a twinge of joy in his heart.
The brilliant sunshine shining in the cold winter is a bit warmer.