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Chapter 116 Chapter 113 : Ghost Seeing Worry's Knife (Subscribe)

The desolate and vast Gobi stretches as far as the eye can see, and the north wind is wrapped in yellow sand, which adds to the sense of tragedy!
Occasionally, a few vultures soared in the sky, looking for the rotting corpses lying on the Gobi, and swooped down to peck at each other.

As the sun was setting, two horses, one white and one brown, came from the horizon, and under the projection of the afterglow of the setting sun, they dragged two long pale golden figures.

Sitting on the white steed is a stunning girl in a lotus blue dress and a crimson cloak.

Sitting on a brown horse is a handsome young man in a navy blue shirt.

"Brother Ling, we've been walking in the Gobi for four days, where exactly is the Windless Valley you're talking about?"

Looking at the vast Gobi desert, Shangguan Yan couldn't help but slightly frowned.

Ling Yun smiled wryly in his heart.

Where is the Valley of No Wind? In fact, he doesn't know. He just searched and searched all the way.

"Windless Valley, there must be a sheltered valley." Ling Yun sat on his horse and looked out, pointing to the faint gray-yellow mountains in the distance, his sword eyebrows could not help stretching: "Go there and have a look, maybe it is there."

Shangguan Yan nodded slightly: "I hope so."

The two urged the horse to gallop towards the gray-yellow mountain range.

In the vast Gobi desert, after turning around, a young man in a Tibetan black shirt came to meet him.

The three riders met head-on within ten feet, and they reined in their horses and looked at each other.

"You are Shangguan Yan?"

The black-clothed young man's eyes were as cold as lightning, and he looked at the beautiful girl in a strong outfit opposite him with a cold expression.

"Who are you and why do you know my name?"

Shangguan Yanliu frowned slightly, her phoenix eyes stared at him, but she had never seen him before.

Since she came out of the rivers and lakes, she has only told two people her name, Ling Yun and Ouyang Mingri.

But who is this indifferent young man, and why does he know her name?Why did you find her again?
"Remember, the person who killed you was Sima Changfeng."

The young man in black shirt slowly drew out the treasured sword with blue light flowing from his waist, which shone dazzlingly in the setting sun.

The north wind blew, and the treasured sword made the sound of dragon chant.

At that moment, the killing intent appeared suddenly, and the surrounding wind and sand were quiet.

Ling Yun looked at him and said with a light smile: "Ghost Seeing Worry Sima Changfeng, a Dragon Soul Saber, blood will be seen when the sword is drawn, the number one killer of the Shenyue Sect, and the adopted son of Ban Tianyue."

"So it's Ban Tianyue's running dog! It's just in time, I will kill you first today, and then I will kill Ban Tianyue in the future."

Shangguan Yanyu's face turned cold, the Phoenix Blood Sword was unsheathed, and the blade glowed blood-colored under the setting sun.

Ling Yun folded his arms across his chest, taking the time to prepare to watch the battle.

Goddess Dragon Shangguan Yan vs. Gui Jianchou Sima Changfeng, who will win and who will lose? This will be a very exciting duel.

Shangguan Yan jumped up, the Phoenix Blood Sword made a sound of Phoenix Cry, and the blood-colored sword shone brightly!

The surrounding wind and sand stopped suddenly, leaving only the murderous aura, and the sharp sword aura!

Ling Yun nodded slightly, approving secretly.

Her swordsmanship is elegant and fierce, no matter the sword energy or sword intent, she has the demeanor of a master.

Sima Changfeng's dark pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly.

The unparalleled sharpness of the sword magnified instantly in his pupils, and struck directly with several changes of chopping, slashing and stabbing.

The speed was so fast and the sword energy was so strong that the wind and sand suddenly stopped as if they had frozen.

At this moment, Sima Changfeng knew that the martial arts of the girl in front of him was not weaker than his.

This is the strongest opponent he has encountered since his assassination.

But to his surprise, the strongest opponent turned out to be a beautiful girl.

Sima Changfeng's saber moved.

The bronze-colored blade sliced ​​through the void, making a slight sound of dragon chant, and slashed towards the sharp sword glow.

hum~
The cold sword glow seemed to come from hell, surrounded by the sound of howling ghosts and gods, making people tremble!
I don't know how many martial arts masters have broken their souls with this knife.

clang clang clang~~

The blood-colored sword light intertwined with the cold sword glow, the sound of golden chirping, and the dazzling sparks.

The two were extremely fast, their legs intertwined in the void, and they turned and moved.

In an instant, the two figures separated from each other and faced each other a few feet away.

"Good sword, good swordsmanship!" Sima Changfeng's eyes were as cold as lightning, but his face showed surprise.

The Dragon Soul Knife in his hand was originally a treasured knife, cutting gold and breaking jade, like an ordinary sword that would break at the touch of a knife.But the long sword in the girl's hand was no different from his Dragon Soul Saber.

But he didn't know that the Phoenix Blood Sword in Shangguan Yan's hand was no less inferior to his Dragon Soul Saber.

"Your sword is not bad either." Shangguan Yan said coldly: "The sword is a good sword, but people are willing to be the slaves of the devil!"

Sima Changfeng trembled all over!
Slave of the devil?

This was the first time since his debut that someone dared to call him that.

Or, the others didn't have a chance to say it at all, and they died under his knife.

But is he really a slave to the devil?
He was adopted by Ban Tianyue at the age of seven, but he has no memory of before the age of seven, as if he never existed.

He only knew that Ban Tianyue was very kind and strict to him, gave him the best pills, taught him the most profound martial arts, and gave him this dragon soul sword.

Since then, he has become the number one killer of the Shenyue Sect, and the number two figure in the Shenyue Sect after Ban Tianyue.

He only thought about killing and never thought about other things.

The name of Sima Changfeng, who is worried about ghosts, has since deterred the Northwest.

But Shangguan Yan's words "slave to the devil" suddenly struck and hurt his soul.

Damn it!I came to kill her, how could I be disturbed by her words.

"You talk too much! You should have died!"

Sima Changfeng snorted coldly, his figure was like lightning, and the light of the saber filled the sky with the sound of dragon chant slashing towards Guanyan.

This knife condensed his lifelong skills, and it was the essence of all his knife skills!
The murderous aura is raging, and the saber aura is like a blade, cutting through the wind and sand in the sky.

Shangguan Yan stepped out a few feet, and the Phoenix Blood Sword pierced the sun like a rainbow, and went straight into the raging light of the sword.

Ling Yun's eyes were as bright as lightning, and the swords on both sides became slow and dull in his eyes!

The sword light broke through the turbulent knife light and pierced Sima Changkong's heart.

At the same time, a cold saber light slashed at Shangguan Yan's white jade neck.

The smell of death is in the air.

This is a killing method that hurts both sides, and neither side can retreat to save themselves.

Ling Yun can predict,

In the next moment, there will be a beautiful bloody mouth on Shangguan Yan's neck, spraying dazzling blood.

And Sima Changfeng's heart will be pierced by the long sword, and the heart fragments will come out.

Miserable and heroic!

Heck!

Ling Yun cursed, turned into an afterimage and sank into the sword.

In an instant, the turbulent saber light disappeared, and Changhong's sword energy stopped suddenly.

The breath of death was gone, and the god of death went away with the wind unwillingly.

Sima Changfeng's cold gaze became extremely horrified!
He looked at the young man standing in the middle, holding his Dragon Soul Saber with one hand and Shangguan Yan's Phoenix Blood Sword with the other.

The Phoenix Blood Sword was pressed against his chest, and his heart even felt the icy breath of the sword tip.

His Dragon Soul Knife had already struck Shangguan Yan's jade neck, touching the skin, but he could no longer move a single inch.

What kind of person is this and how did he do it?
Sima Changfeng felt fear for the first time.

(End of this chapter)