Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

The two guards against the Three Sects, the one on the left was calm, but the one on the right was a little arrogant. Hearing the words of Wind Zhihen, not only did he have no intention of retreating, but he immediately burst out laughing!

"what!"

"Where are you from the Yaodaojiao, you have nothing to do when you are full, but you dare to go to Wuyi Peak to go wild, and you don't even look at it, what is this place? It's really self-defeating!"

When the man spoke, his face was quite proud. With his low strength, he couldn't find the depth of Wind Zhihen's cultivation. Therefore, because of his confidence in the three sects and the boss's magic machine, he was not afraid of anything. come!

Wind Zhihen didn't bother to pay attention to such words. With a flash of his figure, he passed the two of them and continued to walk up without him, because only those who were further behind, even on the top of the mountain, were worthy of his sword. ...

"court death!"

Seeing that Wind Zhihen was ignoring his own words, the disciple of the Three Sects who had just spoken was suddenly furious.

The man next to him frowned slightly when he saw this, but he still pulled out his saber after all.

"kill!"

The strength of the two of them is not bad to be able to be guarded by the anti-three sect In front of the back, it seems that in the next second, they will be able to put the offender to the sword.

However, contrary to their expectations, just as the tip of the two swords was about to reach the back of Wind Zhihen, Wind Zhihen's body moved slightly, and then took a step forward as if by chance, and the whole person immediately left. The lock on the tip of the sword.When the two came back to their senses, they were stunned to find that the figure of Wind Zhihen had appeared dozens of feet in front, and the back was almost hidden in the snow.

"This............"

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't help feeling a little trembling. The scene in 1.9 just now.... Too fast, so fast that neither of them saw it. How did the Wind Scar escape? Their swordsmanship blocked.

There is no doubt that a master with such strength is definitely not something that the two of them can provoke. However, after hesitating for a while, they still grit their teeth and chase after them.

As followers of the Three Rebellion Sects, they know very well that if they let Wind Zhishen go up the mountain like this, the consequences will be extremely serious.

"Ugh............"

"The ants are still alive, so why are you..."

Step by step, stepping on the forward mountain road, Wind Mark clearly sensed the two people chasing after him, and then he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh...... .

Episode 969: Killing, Kindness!

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Miaomiao Wuyi Peak, Wind and Snow Avengers!

On the narrow mountain road, Wind Zhihen walked slowly forward, and behind, the anti-three sects guarding the three gates chased after them with all their strength. Finally, after a while, they saw Wind Zhihen's back, and then said nothing. , raised his sword and stabbed straight towards the back of the wind's heart.

"Understood, self-destruction!"

The movement behind him was naturally impossible to hide from Wind Scar, and he snorted coldly, covering the face behind the Chifengwing mask, and a cold killing intent suddenly appeared.

Originally, based on his cultivation, he was disdainful of killing these demon horns who had not even reached the innate realm, but they themselves did not know how to cherish it!

Go ahead to dangers!

Although sometimes he is brave, but more often he is a stubborn idiot!

Just like now, although Wind Zhihen is too lazy to pay attention to the two ants, these two people are too self-aware, too obtrusive, so it is better to move a little more and crush them to death.

With a thought, the flow of the wind turns the sword!

"Om..."

But seeing the void trembling lightly, a dark sword light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Wind Zhihen turned around, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead thing, and he looked at the two who rushed up. .

"kill!"

With a cold drink, the sword edge turned, and a cold light whistled, splitting the sky, one after another, rushing like a dragon, at this moment, the wind and snow seemed to stop, everything seemed to stop, and there was only that horror in the eyes of the two of them. The black sword glow is constantly magnifying.

"Crack!"

The sword beam was very fast, and in the horrified eyes of the two, it collided with the sword body, and suddenly made a shocking sound. The sword light slashed directly on the chests of the two without any hindrance.

"Pfft......"

The sword light passed through the body without leaving any wounds, but the two of them trembled in an instant, and they spit out a mouthful of blood, spilling on the snow, which was very clear. At the same time, the two looked at Wind Mark, murmured the words, but could not make any sound, and then fell to the ground.

Wind Zhihen couldn't understand their last words, and he was not interested in knowing that at this moment, his eyes were red, and the blood feud from the white-robed swordsman made a killing intent awaken from the depths of his heart!

Then, he turned around, dragging a dark blood-stained sword in his hand, and continued on his way, walking up the steps step by step, disappearing into the snow. At this moment, the snow was still the same, but in a hurry... ........

In another snowstorm, on the Crystal Feather Snowfield, Jian Feidao, after struggling for a while, finally reluctantly made a choice, he............ to save the woman in front of him .

Although!

It is very suspicious for such a woman to appear here alone on the ice field of this barren mountain.However, Jian Fei Dao's indomitable nature and single-mindedness towards goodness did not allow him to let him abandon this woman.

Without one of the three cold souls, it is useless. Therefore, Jian Feidao resolutely used the two cold souls that were taken from Bingchan and Winter Silkworm first, to prolong the life of the woman in front of him.

"you............"

When the woman saw this, her heart was greatly touched, and she couldn't help but ask in those extremely unfamiliar words: "You gave me these, what will you do yourself?"

"Ugh............"

Jian Feidao sighed and said: "I originally wanted to get the three cold souls and use them to save people, but you obviously need these three cold souls more than me, and Jian Feidao can't be killed because of his own selfish desires. Other people's lives, such a practice, how is it different from a demon?"

Hearing the words, the woman smiled slightly, and didn't speak any more, just leaned on Jian Feidao's shoulder quietly, and asked in her very weak voice: "Can you stay and enjoy this beautiful sunrise with me? Our ethnic group is quite special. No one has seen what the sunrise looks like. I heard that the sunrise here is very beautiful. Can you promise me?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Jian Feidao nodded immediately and said, "Since this time is doomed to fail, why not stay with you."

"Thank you."

Seeing that Jian Feidao had responded to her request, the woman thanked him and then leaned on Jian Feidao's body, but unfortunately, at this moment, Jian Feidao's thoughts were all about the Liusu Wan who was still suffering. clear.

Time passes unknowingly. When the first ray of sunshine crosses the sky, the gorgeous morning glow fills the entire sky, giving people an infinite shock.

But this was also the coldest moment in the Crystal Feather Snowfield. Seeing that the delicate body of the woman beside him was a little weak, Jian Feidao quickly took off the cloak behind him and put it on for her.

And just as the morning light was pouring in, on a tree not far away, the silkworm chrysalis that had been molted by the crystal rain and snow cicadas split open in the middle, and it was the moment when the snow cicadas were about to emerge.

Jian Feidao watched intently, waiting for the silkworm chrysalis to emerge, and then he would take out the crystal cold soul to exorcise the woman's stubborn diseases and save her life, but never thought that after the cicada chrysalis cracked, the inside was actually empty.

"Ah? This..."

Jian Feidao was surprised, and he hurriedly searched around, but there was no trace of Jing Yu Xue Chan, but he saw that the woman beside him had disappeared, and only his cloak was left on the ground.

Just when Jian Feidao wondered if he had been deceived by the woman, he saw the scene in front of him, which changed again, just now she was still a weak woman. At this time, the assassin had already grown a pair of crystal clear wings on her back, and her face changed. A smile appeared, and he looked at himself quietly.

"I am the crystal rain and snow cicada you have been looking for."

The woman spoke softly, although the language was still as unfamiliar as before, but not as weak as before: "No matter what your purpose is, I am willing to give you the crystal cold in my body. I know that in your heart In the middle, there has always been a woman who can't let go."

"So, let go and do it. Love in this world is a magical power. Sometimes, it can even make all impossible things possible. Thank you, although we have been together for a short time, I know that you are a kind People, the three cold souls are in your hands, I think you will definitely use them on the right path......"

At the moment when the voice fell, Jing Yuxuechan's body turned into a blur, turned into a blue light, and then condensed into a crystal cold soul, and slowly floated in front of Jian Feidao.

Subconsciously, Jian Feidao stretched out his hand and caught the crystal cold soul, only to find that, at some point, the ice cold soul and winter cold soul that he had previously given to the woman had returned to his 683 body.

"This............"

Seeing the fluorescent light scattered all over the sky, Jian Fei Dao knew that this was Jing Yu Xue Chan being transformed, because Jing Yu Xue Chan was already weak and could only survive by relying on the coldness in his body.

No wonder, when the two met before, she would say that she couldn't survive tonight. It turned out that she had expected her destiny to come, and at this last moment, she set a test with her own life to verify the nature of swordsmanship. how.

Kind?

Are you really kind?

Looking at the gradually dissipating Jingyu Xuechan, Jian Feidao clenched his fists tightly. Previously, he kept saying that he could not hurt the lives of others because of his own selfish desires, but now, although he has never done anything, he has never seen death without help. , but the final result remains unchanged.

At this moment, Jian Feidao is full of confusion, wondering if he is doing this right or wrong?If there are only two people here, they should be able to answer him, give him directions, and point out the direction, but now, in the Crystal Feather Snowfield, and he is the only one, how should he cross himself?

"Ugh............"

With another sigh, Jian Fei Dao raised his hands, gathered the scattered fluorescent lights together, and buried them under the tree. Although he didn't know whether it made any sense for him to do so, it was the only thing he could do now.

Standing in front of the tree, the horizontal flute was played, and the flute was telling his many helplessness. Inadvertently, a teardrop rolled down from the corner of his eye, streaked across his cheek, and fell to the ground. Daozhen Taishangfu, the catastrophe is coming ......

Episode 970: Stormrage kills the Quartet, the magic machine takes on the battle post!

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On Wuyi Peak, the figure of Wind Trace was looming in the wind and snow. Along the way, he had killed dozens of people who were blocking him. Now, he is about to set foot on the top of the mountain.

"Whoa......"

Before going forward, the sound of breaking the air sounded again, and with the appearance of the sound of breaking the sky, more than a dozen followers of the three religions appeared in front of the wind.

For this situation, there is no unnecessary nonsense in the mouth of Wind Zhihen, just reddish blood-colored eyes, looking at a few people coldly, and then holding the Fengfeng sword upside down, stepping forward.

"Whoever gets in my way....die!"

The wind and snow were very urgent, and a chill filled the air quietly, and the shouting was very cold, like a ruthless judgment from the ice hell, to deprive people's lives at this moment.

As a swordsman who is good at speed, the speed of Wind Zhihen's shot has reached an unimaginable realm. Almost at the moment when the disciples appeared, the fierce sword qi came to them.

A sword breaks a weapon!

Destroying True Yuan with a single sword!

The three swords were everywhere, and everyone couldn't help but feel a layer of ashes in their hearts. This sword light was like a talisman, constantly magnifying in their eyes, and in the end, it directly penetrated their bodies.

"Uh............"

The sword light penetrated, and they subconsciously lowered their heads to look at the sword in their body. However, before they could see the wound clearly, there were bursts of crackling sounds, one counted as one, and these ten or so members of the congregation. His body had burst into a blood mist, flying all over the sky.

The rain of blood fell, dyeing the white snow red, and the red was shocking!

Wind Zhihen looked indifferent, just glanced at his masterpiece, then carried the blood-stained Fengfeng sword, set foot on the last stone steps, and officially ascended Wuyi Peak.

but............

At this time, there was a rustling sound in his ears, and it was getting closer and closer. Without guessing, he also knew that there were people who violated the Three Sects, and there were still a lot of them.

Sure enough, after a while, many disciples of the Nisan Religion rushed over, looking at the number, there were no less than a thousand people, each with a long breath, and they were all first-class players, but Wind Zhihen saw it, but it was only slightly. Frowning, he immediately looked down at the Fengfeng Sword in his hand.

"Whoever stands in my way....die."!"

The death of Swordsman in White was like the key to release the devil, the killing intent in Feng Zhihen's eyes continued to grow, blood-colored gas continued to flow from his body, and his long white hair full of bewitching fluttered against the wind and snow.

In the opening, the indifferent voice penetrated the void, and faintly, this piece of heaven and earth trembled for it, and the atmosphere of killing in the snowstorm............ !

"boom............"