Chapter 740 Fu Xifeng's body is in a different place
As a first-generation swordsman master in Goguryeo, Fu Xifeng has an inviolable pride. The failure of seizing the dragon pill this time was a big blow to him. He has always been arrogant, and as long as he takes action
, there is no task that he cannot complete, but this time he failed, and even fell on several teenagers. This made him willing to face this tragic failure, so he walked smoothly
Not fast.
He just casually walked down from Tianchi Lake, his steady steps leaving deep footprints in the thick snow on the mountain path. He supported his slightly skewed high crown,
He was still hanging on his waist, the only sword in Goguryeo that was even more famous than him. For some reason, a heavy force came from his waist, and he felt that he had humiliated the sword hanging on him.
This is a great sword at my waist.
The sword was a good sword, but he felt that the person wielding the sword was himself, but he suffered an unprecedented failure. The success that was so easy to obtain slipped away in vain in his hands, and he could not accept this fact at once.
Why did the white dragon finally choose to shoot Yuan Dan at the young man? What did the young man do to the white dragon? His mind was thinking quickly. With his strength, he knew that he could easily take it.
As for Yuan Dan, the final result was that he was defeated miserably.
What made him hate the most was that he was actually defeated by a few weak young men. He gritted his teeth and looked up at the night sky. The endless night was like water.
It poured down. The endless tranquil night and the boundless remaining snow reflected each other. The shining light filled the air. Wisps of light mist slowly rose from the gradually melting remaining snow. In the quiet night, the mist fell.
Loneliness was like water. But his heart was rushing like a tide and could not calm down for a long time. The feeling of failure was destroying his mind like a knife.
For a long time, he still didn't get over the failure. He stood and looked at the vast snow forest at his feet. The mountains were covered with thick snow, and there was no end in sight. Rugged peaks stretched forward.
As he walked towards the endless snowy peaks and forests, the snowy scenery of Changbai Mountain kept rising and falling in his eyes.
"Thousands of mountains and peaks welcome the snow, and the waning moon falls in the cold stream of Yinchuan." Fu Xifeng murmured in a low voice. The majestic scenery with thousands of rugged valleys immediately filled his heart. However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is also spectacular.
The white snow could not fill the resentment in his heart. Regardless of the tranquil night in Changbai Mountain, the endless white snow, or the majestic overlapping mountains, it once again filled his heart.
Turned into that dazzling golden light.
Fu Donglin once said that his Fu Xifeng's heart was too narrow, but he didn't think so. It was only then that he truly understood the meaning of Fu Donglin's words. It was not that his heart was too narrow, but that Fu Xifeng had always been shrouded in
Under the shadow of Fu Donglin. Fu Donglin is too dazzling. Even though the gap between him and Fu Donglin is gradually narrowing, Fu Donglin is still Fu Donglin, the number one sword master in Goguryeo.
He actually believed in such an illusory thing as Dragon Luck, and Fu Donglin didn't stop him. Instead, he sent several swordsmen to him. In the end, he didn't even save a single swordsman, and they lost their lives in vain.
, even if there is still a living Jin Dazhong, it is worse than death. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His blind persistence made his state of mind turn into a blind corner, and he knew that he wanted to get out of that blind corner.
It is very difficult to turn in and out.
The abrupt rocks, a thick layer of remaining snow, and the cold and slanting night reflected his lonely figure. His palms could not help but caress the peerless sword that Fu Donglin had abandoned. From the scabbard, he could not help but feel faint.
He could feel the angry chirping sounds of the sword. The sword was the same as his mood at this time. He was angry and unable to calm down, but he was helpless. There are many kinds of encounters in life, and luck is naturally the same, but his state of mind
His cultivation was more important. He had almost forgotten that Fu Donglin had told him this before.
Naturally, he can't say he has any hatred for Fu Donglin. Fu Donglin has always been the target of his pursuit. Although the gap between him and Fu Donglin in terms of cultivation is getting smaller and smaller, he knows that his vision is different from Fu Donglin's.
It was getting bigger and bigger. And the reason why he was unwilling to give in was definitely not because Fu Donglin kept suppressing him, but because he had some perverted self-esteem as a master of Yi Jian.
"I didn't expect that you, a swordsman from Goguryeo, could compose poetry. This is beyond my expectation." A voice suddenly appeared in Fu Xifeng's ears. When Fu Xifeng heard the voice, he didn't take it seriously.
He looked coldly at the Yeluqishi who was walking slowly down the mountain path through the snow.
"What's all this fuss about? We Goguryeo people have always admired you, the Tang Dynasty, the previous dynasty of the Central Plains, and are proud to understand the cultural customs of your Central Plains people. Just say a few words casually, but it's a poem.
I don’t know how General Yelu will feel about his failure this time." Fu Xifeng said to the other party very calmly, and at the same time, his whole body was filled with strong zhenqi and he was on guard carefully. Regarding Yelu Qishi, he
Unable to see through the opponent's cultivation level, he felt that Yelu Qishi's cultivation level was definitely no worse than his own. At this time, this person suddenly appeared, which was probably not a good thing.
"There is nothing good about the treasures of heaven and earth being obtained by those who are destined to do so. Sword Master Fu seems to be unwilling to do so, but it is also true that those young boys who were still young actually took away the Yuan Dan. No one else would be upset.
I am not willing to accept it. But this general is different. I am lucky to win, and I am destined to lose my life. Let everything go as it happens." Yelv Qishi said more plainly, as if he was not affected by anything when he returned empty-handed, as if he was just taking a walk.
The wind is light and the clouds are calm.
"General Yelu is really open-minded, but I am not in such an open-minded mood. However, the matter has reached this point, and it will not help. I have to look away even if I can't look away. I just don't know what General Yelu wants to do when he catches up with me.
"Isn't General Yelu still cooperating with that old ghost Fusang? Why don't you see that old ghost?" Fu Xifeng asked very puzzledly. He naturally knew that the sudden appearance of the Yelu Qishi Stone would bring some good things, and besides that
The Fuso ninja walked ahead of him, while Yelu Qishi looked as if he had just caught up with him.
"That guy should have returned to their Fusang Kingdom by now." Yelu Qishi said casually.
After hearing Yelu Qishi's careless words, Fu Xifeng couldn't help but feel tense for some reason. His eyes shot out a sharp light towards the other party. He naturally knew the true meaning of what the other party said, but it just made him feel sad.
What was surprising was that Yelu Qishi's movements were so fast. He didn't even feel when Yelu Qishi surpassed him and killed the Fuso ninja, which made him extremely shocked.
Naturally, he knew that Iga Eryang left Tianchi Lake before him, and he was next. He knew that the Khitan general was the last one among the three of them to leave Tianchi Lake. Although he did not know what happened next, he
He knew that Yelu Qishi should have given up on fighting for the White Dragon Yuandan. Although there were many roads down the mountain from Tianchi Lake, Yelu Qishi killed the Fuso ninja who had left before him. The speed surprised him.
"I didn't expect that General Yelu even killed his partners. Isn't he here to kill me this time?" Fu Xifeng was secretly on guard. He quietly circulated all the true energy in his body. His left hand had already
The secret clasp of the sword was quietly untied, and he was ready to draw the sword at any time. He was very afraid of the strength of Yeluqishi, so he naturally had to go all out, although he didn't know how the Fuso ninja was killed by Yeluqishi.
But the extraordinary speed already shocked him.
"You guessed it right, but there is no reward for guessing it right. I stabbed the old Fusang ghost in his throat, and he took a long breath before he died. For the sake of your guessing right, I will let you
Die happily, so as not to suffer so much before you die." A deep sea-like aura condensed around Yelvqishi's body, and there was even more aura from his gloomy eyes.
A faint cold light.
Fu Xifeng's heart moved, and with a "clang" sound, a stream of light appeared in his hand. He rolled up a horrifying and dazzling stream of light and rushed towards Yeluqishi. However, Yeluqishi obviously did not react like he was facing Fuso Ninja.
Standing still as relaxed as an enemy, he rubbed his feet hard, and his body was whipped up by a whistling wind and flew towards the dazzling stream of light.
The Goguryeo swordsman was horrified. The light in his hand changed, and tens of thousands of strong rays of light suddenly shot out from the peerless sword. The strong rays made sharp and harsh sounds in the air. But before he arrived, the excitement was there.
The sword light around the sword had already shot out first, and the strong light was dazzling, and all the air around it was shot up, and Fu Xifeng's figure was hidden in the strong light.
Yelu Qishi's eyes shrank slightly, he stretched out his right fist and shouted in a deep voice. His fists immediately spread out layers of ripple-like fist light. That fist light contained the meaning between heaven and earth.
The power of the fist rippled out in all directions with the fist as the center, and the endless layers of fist light turned into a semicircle visible to the naked eye and surged forward. Suddenly, bursts of cracking sounds were heard in the air, and that
It was the fist light that was so fast that it compressed the surrounding air and made a huge, powerful explosion.
The fist light stirred up a layer of dark lustrous ripples, forming a semicircle and heading towards the dazzling and colorful sword light. "Hiss???????" bursts of harsh and sharp sounds came, the sound was like silk
The sound was short and urgent, like cloth tearing, and soon disappeared. But the colorful sword light that shot out collapsed under the strong attack of the layers of dark ripples of fist light.
It was broken into pieces, and the figure of the great swordsman of Goguryeo was forced to appear in the light of the broken sword.
Fu Xifeng's eyes were filled with horror. He didn't expect Yelv Qishi to be so powerful. He had already overestimated the opponent, but he felt that his overestimation was still wrong, and it was very wrong. He was wrong about his opponent.
His judgment will inevitably lead to the development of the battle, and the outcome is that he is defeated again. His body spins rapidly in the air, and the surging sword energy once again shoots out a beam of brilliance that rushes towards the steady
and left the Yeluqi Stone.
That ray of sword light swept away with a shocking force, but Fu Xifeng's body whirled back in the air. He no longer expected that his sword light would cause any hindrance to the opponent. He could only retreat, his body
After spinning in the air for several times, he landed on the ground with all his strength, and a terrifying aura of death enveloped him. When he looked closely, he found that Yeluqishi's figure had penetrated through the sword light, and it was in an incredible way.
The speed reached him in an instant, and then he saw an iron fist that roared through the air hit his chest hard.
"Poof", a spurt of blood shot out from his mouth like an arrow. His slumped body was blown several feet away by the punch, and the gleaming sword in his hand also came out. He
He felt a sharp pain in his chest, which made his eyes glow with golden light. The energy all over his body collapsed like a diarrhea, and he fell softly on the snow, his eyes hard to hide.
With a look of horror, he looked at the Khitan general who was walking slowly step by step.
With a "squeak" sound, he saw a white shadow pick up the sword that he had let go. Then he saw the sword in the white shadow's hand slash towards his neck with a flash of cold light. Then, he felt his neck
Suddenly a cold wave hit him, and finally his consciousness seemed to have fallen into endless darkness.