Vol 3 Chapter 111: Above the snow mountain

Ye Qingxuan, who appeared next, was not an easy one at the beginning, but a wolf howling.
The blue shirt on his body was broken into strips, and Ye Qingxuan, who was always innocent, was finally injured for the first time, and it was still a mild injury.
There are two scars on the chest and back, from the left shoulder to the right rib. The weird is the same scars on the front and back, as if cut by a knife. However, if you observe it a little, you can see that the opponent's move only cut open Ye Qingxuan's skin and did not hurt the muscles.
But even so, Ye Qingxuan's blood was gushing out.
"Help point down the back, I can't reach the back, can't stop the blood." Ye Qingxuan came over calmly, and he was not polite with Li Daozong, he gave a direct command.
Although Li Daozong was dissatisfied, he wouldn't do anything stupid at this critical time, after all, Ye Qingxuan was a rare combat force.
I didn't expect this guy's knife was so strange, and the attack was so weird and sharp. Otherwise, at the critical moment, rely on the defensive attribute of "the world is invincible" to let the other party suffer a secret loss. I am afraid that it is not as simple as winning. .
Ye Qingxuan Qingxing is fortunate that the innate master he is facing is a skillful master, and he is the one who is most afraid of it, because he completely suppresses the opponent in terms of strength, and he does not lose to the opponent in terms of skills. It took advantage of them all, but still did not expect that the opponent would make a move at the last moment.
In the same manner, the warrior could control the flying knife behind Ye Qingxuan to make the same action while moving the knife in front of him. Ye Qingxuan is tantamount to being pinched by both sides.
What makes Ye Qingxuan depressed is. The other side did not reveal such efforts immediately. I only used my crescent-shaped sword on my hand to fight with myself, so my [Capricorn hood] did not find the flying knife that had been hidden in the ground until the last one appeared, killing myself by surprise, at a critical moment, The "magic" took the lead in the opponent's lower abdomen, allowing the opponent to fail to deliver their full strength, and at the same time, [King Kong is not bad body] was powerful. Saved his life.
The injuries on both sides did not hurt the internal organs, but only stopped at the epidermis.
"Let's go! This guy is just the vanguard of the chaser, and the followers will arrive immediately. The nearest one is no more than ten miles away from here ..." Xiahou Qingfeng yelled.
The four got up at the same time and continued to rush towards the peak of the Snow Mountain.
Soon after, when the followers saw the corpse on the snow, the fury roar came down from the mountain, and the snow on the stones shattered.
Fortunately, the snow here is not that thick snow mountain, so there is no need to worry about dangers such as avalanches. But from the roar of the opponent, you can feel it. This character has at least the strength of the "innate state" in the middle, not the fifth day, or almost.
This is not good news.
It is also on a snowy mountain.
The difference is that Ye Qingxuan's place is full of murderous power, while Wan Guotai's place is happy.
It is also inappropriate to say that it is happy, because the brothers who represent joy have just gone down the mountain. On the snowy peak of Kunwu Mountain, he was left alone, and a knife that never left his body, and ... numerous new swords ...
IWC has changed and is no longer the young impulsive and ignorant.
Now he has not only become mature and stable, but also has a kind of self-confidence.
After Ye Qingxuan left, Wan Guotai and his brothers lived in Kunwu Mountain all the time.
For the first time, he saw such a high mountain and such beautiful snow. Although a southerner, I don't know why, after seeing the white snow on Kunwu Mountain, I fell in love with it.
Therefore, the other brothers lived in a lively place, lived under the mountain, lived in the city, and lived by the lake, but he was alone on the mid-mountainside of the snow and ice, living day and night To practice, all he needs to accompany him is his blue dragon.
The moon was shining like frost.
Shi Shiran came over as if he couldn't sleep overnight, and walked on the snow. But on the snow he walked, there was only a shallow footprint, although his height was more than 190 cm, although the knife in his hand was more than 300 kilograms.
This is a knife heavier than the Qinglong Yueyue knife. At the same time, this knife is like the Qinglong Yueyue knife.
That's not Qinglong Yueyue Knife. This knife was recently cast by him. It was a knife that he personally created according to the weight of Qinglong Yueyue Knife. It was made of ordinary iron.
He followed the suggestion of Stuart Ling Feng, a "knife", and personally created a knife for practice.
Before March, Stuart Lingfeng, a "knife knife", came to Kunwu Mountain. No one knows the arrival of this peerless swordsman, except Chu Lingxu and Ji Guanglan.
By coincidence, IWC was also included.
Of course, IWC did not know at that time that the super cool swordsman who suddenly appeared next to him was the world's famous "knife".
Before March, Situ Lingfeng came to Kunwu Mountain at the invitation of Ji Guanglan. Ji Guanglan's original plan was to let Situ Lingfeng release the news and show his commitment before Ji Guanglan's "death" to help Kunwu Mountain rebuild its gate. He also explained that he would sit in Kunwu Mountain and meet anyone's challenge.
After listening to Situ Lingfeng, his face remained unchanged, but he said coldly: "If Kunwu Mountain can re-establish the gate by Situ Lingfeng, then this gate-still don't stand well ..."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Ji Guanglan, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, was finally relieved, and at the same time, he felt deeply burdened by Chu Lingxu.
Originally, according to Chu Lingxu's original plan, he did not like to rely on the masters of Tianjue to strengthen his reputation.
Chu Lingxu is a martial artist by nature. The warrior's mind is very simple. Whoever provokes himself must knock him down and ask someone to help him, even if he wins. Nor is it his own skill. Still looked down on.
But from a strategic point of view. Ji Guanglan wasn't wrong. The Kunwu faction's current results are hard-won, and they can't afford to lose. He believes that Chu Lingxu, who is already the ninth important day of the "innate state", can definitely laugh at the congenital master, including defeating the newly returned Zongmen's Xu Lingkong, but what if the "sky master" is here? Although it was said that Xu Lingkong had defeated Jin Kongyan, the "cracked sword" before, even bet that he had regained Kun Wushan's famous sword "Yueruyu". But what is certain is that Jin Kongyan must not have done his best at that time, otherwise the master who returned to the realm would not be able to concede even the tricks that Ning Yan formed would be useless.
Situ Lingfeng's departure made Ji Guanglan unhappy, but he strengthened Chu Ling's determination to use his own strength to maintain Kunwu's dignity.
Situ Lingfeng left the Kunwu Hall, but did not leave Kunwu Mountain.
The rare snow-capped mountains in the south reminded Situ Lingfeng of the practice of practicing knives in Saibei. With a moment of heartbeat, they embarked on a snowy mountain. It was here that I met Wan Guotai, who worked the sword.
Wan Guotai was shirtless with his upper body, and his perennial practice made his body extremely magnificent. Among the brothers, he was slightly weaker than a flower-like monk.
At this point his [burning wood knife method] was already in full swing. The wind screamed, and the fire was raging in the sky. In the snow and ice, it was like a fire dragon boiling, melting the surrounding snow and ice into water vapor, and condensing and fogging, almost covering the body of IWC.
Situ Lingfeng saw this from a distance, raised a brow, and seemed to see something very interesting.
Seems to be walking around, but has gone far in an instant. There wasn't even a single footprint on the snow, as if no one had come at all.
Wan Guotai focused on practicing knives without even noticing that there was a person beside him.
When he practiced the Wood Burning Blade Method and practiced the Skybreaking Blade Method again, Situ Lingfeng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and snorted coldly.
"who?"
Wan Guotai finally realized that there was another person around him, and his already breathless body recovered between the strange breaths. He saw Situ Ling Feng praised him secretly, but did not see that this is the perennial practice of Wan Guotai. Practicing the Yi Jin Jing can restore normal breathing in extreme time, which reflects the extraordinary control of the human body.
In Wan Guotai's eyes, the person next to him was cool and cold, with a black scabbard in his pale hands. The knife was so long and held in that person ’s hand that the other end would be dragged to the ground, but at this time the other end of the knife was desperately lifted into the air, indicating that the middle-aged swordsman in front of him was always working hard. Don't you feel too much pressure on your wrist? Even people who love knives will not take the knives in this way, and may hold the knives in their arms, which can save a lot of effort.
But Wan Guotai knew that the person in front of him would not do so, because his person looked like a knife in his hand, stubborn and tough, and proud of nature.
In the face of IWC's inquiries, Situ Lingfeng did not answer, but walked towards a mountain more than ten meters high.
The knife suddenly moved as it passed over the rocks.
The long knife in Situ Lingfeng's hand did not unsheath at all, UU read the book www.uukanshu. com it was shot with a scabbard. The black light flickered, with a strange light that passed away and an indomitable momentum, splitting down the mountain stone. This knife was just a random shot, but after the knife was cut, a "beep" sound, similar to the tear of a paper torch, Situ Lingfeng had already closed the knife and stood. The mountain, which seemed harder than steel, remained silent, as if nothing had happened.
Situ Lingfeng glanced back at Wan Guotai with a cold look, smiled coldly, said nothing, and turned away.
IWC trembled suddenly, asking with a trembling voice: "Who are you?"
The ruthless swordsman turned back and chuckled coldly, and said, "If you can do what I just did with a blunt iron knife before the age of twenty-five, you are qualified to ask my name. Now ... just like everyone else, look to my name ... "
Wan Guotai could not help but hesitated. By the time he looked over again, the figure of the other person had become a small black spot in the distant white world. (To be continued ...)
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