At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 206 Sloppy Man
"Rumble"

"Rumble"

His whole body was emitting an extreme chill, and the ground beneath his feet was covered with snow and a layer of azure ice crystals.

"buzzing"

"buzzing"

The twelve flying swords suddenly emitted an extremely sharp edge. Rays of cold light condensed together and turned into long, thin lines that ran through the formation.

"That is."

Yuwen Yulou's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he exclaimed: "Condensing the Qi into silk."

To use the car light technique, one must have extremely high skills in swordsmanship. Sword energy is inherently overbearing and killing, and is extremely difficult to control. It is even more difficult to condense the sword into a scent thread.

Strands of sword energy flashing with cold light crossed each other and headed towards the man in the formation.

"Little tricks."

Xiao Han curled his lips, took a step forward, his body shook, and soared into the sky. He stretched out his hands as if trying to catch the moon in the water. The formation trembled, the twelve flying swords shook, and the dense sword threads were shattered.

As the snowy sky fell, he stretched out his right hand, formed a palm seal, rose toward the sky, and took three steps in succession.

The moment his right hand touched the snowy sky and held it up, he was like a giant in mythology, holding up the world.

The overwhelming snow covered the sky, pressing Xiao Han's body down and landing on the ground. There was heavy snow in all directions.

Dozens of miles outside Qingzhou City.

A middle-aged man in tattered clothes was riding a donkey, carrying an ancient sword on his back and holding a peach branch in his hand.

I don't know where he picked the peach blossoms on this cold and snowy day. The man let out a light exclamation and waved the peach branch in his hand.

next moment.

Qingzhou City is dozens of miles away.

Howling Snowstorm
Overwhelming
The twelve flying swords soared into the sky and merged into the sky. The power of the heavy snow increased dramatically, the wind howled, and the snow curtain spun, turning into a giant snow tornado, connecting the sky and the earth for eight hundred feet.

It is visible to the naked eye that above the sky, the wind and snow from all directions are gathering towards the snow tornado.

Such power
Destroy
It has already exceeded the scope of mortal warriors.

The formation was in operation, continuing to suppress Xiao Han.

"rise"

Under the city of Qingzhou.

The bloodstained white robe on his body rustled, but Xiao Han looked calm as he lifted up the heaven and earth with one palm. The frost-free air in his body surged out and condensed in his palm. His body was tall and majestic, and his spine was not bent at all.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the entire snowy sky rose up along with it. The power of his palm surged out, and cold air surged out.

"click"

"click"

"click"

In an instant, the snow curtain within a hundred feet was frozen by the frost. He pointed his toes, soared into the air, fluttered his sleeves, and stretched out his hands.

He inserted his ten fingers into the snow curtain, stepped on the void, and shouted loudly, just like the sword move that tore the one-armed old man apart before.

The power of the thirteenth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art exploded, the heaven and earth roared, and the entire snow tornado was actually torn in half by Xiao Han.

Heavy snow fell from both sides, the formation collapsed, and he held the power of heaven and earth in his hands. He reversed his palm prints, opened and closed his hands, and then he held the wind and snow within a hundred miles in his hands.

The twelve small flying swords gathered and dispersed from time to time, like swimming dragons, shuttling through the wind and snow.

However, Xiao Han did not give them the chance to form a formation again. Wind and snow burst out from his hands, transforming into two huge snow dragons, tearing through the sky and shaking the heavens and the earth.

"sing"

The dragon roared and shook the sky. Two dragons rushed towards the twelve flying swords to kill them. Heavy snow fell from the sky to the ground.

Standing in the middle of it, Xiao Han took a step forward and reached out to grab a flying sword. The sword suddenly accelerated, turned into a stream of light, broke free from his hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The flying swords gathered together and turned into a long dragon of sword energy, piercing through the two big snow dragons from front to back.

The twelve flying swords attacked Xiao Han again.

"Get out!" He was a little annoyed, and he punched and slapped. The wind and snow added to his body, and his fists and palms spread for hundreds of feet, covering the sky and the ground.

"boom"

Six swords were divided into front and back, and six swords were divided into left and right. The sword energy wrapped with sword light turned into cold light and broke through the air.

"Go away"

Xiao Han's face was gloomy. He stepped forward and pressed down with his palm. At the same time, he mobilized his true energy, which turned into protective qi and blocked the remaining flying swords. His sleeves were spread out, like a Qiankun bag with a black hole.

He rushed towards the three flying swords in front of him, pushed them forward with his palm print, not afraid of the sharpness at all, and repelled the three swords.

He took three steps to catch up with the Zen, chased the stars and grabbed the moon, stretched out his hands, opened his sleeves, and went towards two of the flying swords.

far away.

On the donkey's back, the sloppy man frowned and nodded the peach branch in his hand. Under the Qingzhou city, the three flying swords immediately fled into the distance.

"Want to go?"

Xiao Han sneered, his hands moved faster, and with a move of "The World in His Sleeves", he put the two flying swords into his sleeves. His true energy burst out, and a layer of azure blue ice crystals suddenly appeared on the flying swords.

The latter was shaken, and his internal force was shattered, rushing out from his sleeves. He raised his hand and pointed out with two sword fingers.

The invisible finger force broke through the air and cushioned the two flying swords. The latter stopped suddenly, and then the sword bodies shook and fell to the ground.

His sleeves fluttered, and his true energy wrapped around two small flying swords and flew towards Xiaoyue'er and Yuwen Yulou.

"I haven't given you anything in the past few years."

He said calmly: "Today, I will do you a favor and give you each a flying sword to play with."

"Thank you, sir."

Xiao Yue'er's pretty face was filled with joy. She stretched out her five fingers, caught the oncoming small flying sword, held it in her palm, and looked at it carefully.

Although Yu Wen Yulou did not say any words of thanks, he still held it in his arms.

The sword formation formed by the twelve flying swords could not trap him, not to mention that two of them had been taken away, leaving only ten flying swords.

If he still doesn't know what's good for him, Xiao Han doesn't mind taking his remaining ten flying swords as well.

He took a step forward and landed on the ground. The cold wind was howling, the snow was fluttering, and the white robe was fluttering.

Ten flying swords circled overhead. After turning several times, they transformed into cold rays of light and flew away into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the wind and snow.

"hiss"

On the city wall, Marquis Qingzhou's eyelids were twitching wildly.

Above his head, the wind and snow were howling and splashing, circling behind Xiao Han. The man in a white robe had his hands behind his back. With a thought, the wind and snow surged and headed eastward.

"huhu"

"huhu"

The sloppy middle-aged man rode on the donkey's back with a solemn expression, feeling the surging snow and wind.

"It's not easy."

He muttered a few words, and a moment later, ten flying swords came out of the wind and snow in front of him. He raised his sleeves and put away the flying swords.

He felt a little distressed about the two flying swords being taken away. He raised the peach branch in his hand and slashed at the wind and snow in front of him.

next moment.

The white snow and wind split in the middle, patted the donkey's butt, and slowly went towards Qingzhou City.

After a few breaths, the cut wind and snow merged, and there was no trace of the sloppy man anymore.

Under the city of Qingzhou.

Xiao Han put his hands behind his back.

His eyes were slightly closed, and on his rustling white robe there were dots of blood-red plum blossoms. The cold air in his body quickly transformed into Three Points Return to Origin Qi, and the thirteenth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art began to operate.

The qi and blood in the body flow and turn into a big dragon, traveling all over the body and repairing the damage to the flesh.

(End of this chapter)