I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 182 The journey in snow and blood

"Zhi'er, if possible, I hope you can survive as a teacher." Ye Jinchuan turned around, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

The cold rain and snow hit the faces of the two of them, and Ye Jinchuan handed the nine knots in front of Feng Zhi: "Zhier, Master has no long body, and only this sword is with you in this life. Since you are destined for it, from now on, let it It serves you."

Feng Zhi heard the voice asking: "Follow me, it will be very dangerous!"

She wanted to answer again: "I'm not afraid!"

She just begs not to leave her.

At this moment, death does not seem to be as terrifying as Feng Zhi imagined.

Qi and blood surged in his body, as if the work he wanted became less important in the rain and snow.

When the words came to the lips, it finally became that sentence:
"Disciple knows!"

Received the sword, bowed down, looked up, Xuanyi had picked up her sword from the ground, and flew up on the snow.

"呲-"

The cold sword light reflected the icy rain and snow, and there was something extra in her eyes, which she didn't know.

"If you can't stay in peace with you in this life, then you can fight with you. The battle will be happy and hearty, and the battle will be life and death... depend on each other."

Rain and snow wet Feng Zhi's face, and a drop of warm matter slowly flowed down.

Feng Zhi slightly adjusted the Dharma breath around him, he was glad to have met Ye Jinchuan, he was such a good person, he treated him like a father and brother, but unfortunately he couldn't treat each other honestly, it was a pity that there was hatred hidden in his heart, some The unspoken past...

The cultivator fought fiercely with the Jielong, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

But Jielong seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns, even if the continuous spells hit it, it was still energetic.

Ye Jinchuan seemed to have seen Jielong's weakness, and when Jielong opened his mouth, he understood!But he didn't have the chance to get too close.

"call--"

A powerful sound of breaking wind caused everyone to pause for a moment, only to see a woman in Tsing Yi approaching with a sword, the hilt was emerald green, the scabbard was glowing, and the blade was colder than the ice and snow!
When the sword slashed down, the Jielong's wing actually split open, and blood gushed out from the wound.

Jielong screamed in pain, shook his body, and fell to the ground.

All the cultivators were stunned, this disciple was so powerful, and the sword in his hand was so powerful!
The six palace masters secretly calculated in their hearts: Could it be that this is the one destined to kill Jielong! ?If I remember correctly, it's called Fengzhi!
Ye Jinchuan looked at Feng Zhi with complicated eyes.

Feng Zhi didn't pay attention to everyone's thoughts, and now she just wanted to help Master end this disaster as soon as possible, so she urged all the spells in her body to reach above the nine-section, and suddenly the nine-section scabbard spread out, and Feng Zhi's hand The long sword he had turned into a total of nine blades.

Nine sections and nine blades, each with different lengths, eight flying swords surround Feng Zhi, one is held in Feng Zhi's hand, the cold light is lingering, and the murderous aura spreads.

Such a magic weapon made all the cultivators stare, and Feng Zhi couldn't help being a little surprised, this sword is so strange!
The six palace masters and Ye Jinchuan were even more shocked. Ten years ago, during that battle, the figure in yellow seemed to be standing in front of them again, but it was a little more immature because he was dressed in green.

"To die—"

With a sound of anger, nine flying swords rushed down and shot towards Jielong, one of them was held tightly by Feng Zhi.

"Ho-"

With a roar, Jielong opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Feng Zhi.

Nine knots can injure Jielong, this blow, either Jielong will be beheaded, or Fengzhi will die!
Feng Zhi is indeed the dragon slayer appointed that day! ! ?

Ye Yuanchuan exerted all his strength, mobilized all the magic power in his body, and cast a spell to attract more than a thousand sword blades that fell in the ice forest, and the blades followed closely behind Feng Zhi.

Just a little bit, he didn't want her to become that dragon slayer!
He is his disciple!I must protect myself!

Putting one hand on Feng Zhi's arm, Feng Zhi turned his head to look in a daze, a nice smile appeared on his formerly stern face.

"Master..."

Just when Feng Zhi was surprised, Ye Jinchuan snatched the nine knots from her hand, and pushed her away several feet away with one palm, and at this moment, Jielong had already arrived in front of Ye Jinchuan.

The air current surged, and a dazzling white light made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes. Everyone raised their sleeves to block their eyes, and retreated a hundred steps behind them.

Seeing the black clothes thrown into the white light, Feng Zhi's heart was mostly chilled.

"Master—"

The white light dissipated, Xuanyi disappeared, and Jielong flapped his wings, as if feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Master—"

Feng Zhi finally landed on the ground, and there were no more than a few hundred fellow disciples standing on the ground, she staggered and wanted to rush towards Jielong again.

Yun Yi grabbed Feng Zhi, at this time Yun Yi was also covered in scars, Feng Zhi looked at Yun Yi in bewilderment, wanting to break free from his restraint, she was going to find him!

"Feng Zhi, wait for a while." Yun Yi discovered something, the Jielong cried out in pain, Ye Jinchuan should not be dead yet!

Feng Zhi raised his head and looked towards Jielong, suddenly Jielong's body was torn apart, his body exploded, blood and flesh scattered, and the sky was full of blood and rain.

Nine flying swords flew towards Feng Zhi, and regrouped into a bamboo stick in front of her, nine knots!

Feng Zhi took the nine knots tremblingly, and the nine knots were also stained with blood.

What about Master?
A black robe fell from the air and gradually came into everyone's sight.

"Master!" Feng Zhi stepped on the blood and rushed towards the Xuanyi.

The rain of blood dyed her green shirt into red, and she embraced Ye Jinchuan in her arms. The person in front of her closed her eyes, her expression remained the same, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Master—Master!!?"

But no matter how Ren Fengzhi called, there was still no response.

When it fell to the ground, most of the living cultivators were also seriously injured. They surrounded them, seeing the master and apprentice in the pool of blood, and looking at the blood-red scene around them, their hearts were filled with desolation.

The snow fell with blood, except for the sound of drops falling on the ground, only Feng Zhi's miserable and desperate cries echoed endlessly between the heavens and the earth.

The six palace masters walked in front of the crowd, Lin Yuke bent down, checked Ye Jinchuan's breath and sighed, "Feng Zhi, leave your master to us."

"I beg the lord to save my master!"

"I beg the lord to save my master!"

Lin Yuke signaled Yun Yi and other disciples to bring Ye Jinchuan back first, Feng Zhi knelt in the red and white, his eyes full of pleading.

The several hall masters did not answer her, but lowered their heads silently. Lin Yuke helped Feng Zhi up, never thinking that Feng Zhi had fainted before he could stand still...

A cultivator said that he will never forget the scene of that day. It was raining, snowing, and bleeding.

The corpses of cultivators were everywhere, and the ice forest was in a mess. The ones lying on the ground were their fellow disciples. What's more, a bloody jade tablet was left in that world.

Some of them also said that when Master Ye snatched Feng Zhi's sword from his body, time seemed to freeze for a moment.

But many years later, they never saw that Xuanyi again...

But obviously someone remembers——

Ye Jinchuan woke up later.

(End of this chapter)