The snow-covered world is boundless with white snow. Under the rays of the setting sun in the west, it reflects yellowish light and dim shadows.
They were two people standing opposite each other, looking at each other, their fighting intent restrained, about to break out.
The battle between Emperor Jian Guchen and Ji Wuxia has not yet begun in this silence.
Lin Chongyang, who was watching from the outside, bent down and picked up a handful of snow in the snow, rolled it into a snowball, curled his mouth, and threw it out.
The snowball drew an arc, fell between the two people inside, and scattered on the snow after impact.
The snowflakes scattered sideways, and there was a sound when the snow fell. In an instant, the silence was broken.
It is also--
The battle begins!
Before the blade of the sword moved behind his back, Huang Jian Guchen let out a light shout, and his movement technique had already moved. The snowflakes scattered by the broken snowball had not yet fallen to the ground. The person had already arrived in front of Ji Wuxia. With a movement of the sword finger in his right hand, the condensed essence was already attached to him. , making a stab with the sword.
With his head tilted, his snowy hair swung three thousand times, Ji Wuxia turned to the left and sideways to avoid the sword finger, and struck the arm of Emperor Jian Guchen with his right hand upwards, then turned around and used his left hand to punch the opponent in the heart.
However, Huang Jian Guchen, who took advantage of the force to take a half step back, was already prepared. His left hand turned into a claw to block his chest, and the sword finger of his right hand stabbed between his eyebrows.
Seeing this, Ji Wuxia bent backwards, flipped when he had time, and kicked his opponent with his legs like a bow. He also used the force to flip and land backwards.
But at the moment of landing, Huang Jian Guchen, who blocked the kick with both hands, turned his sword fingers again, and activated his true energy. Several rays of sword energy broke through the air and tore through the snow.
Ji Wuxia, who had just landed, hurriedly resisted and dodged, but finally the sword energy broke through and made several cuts on his clothes.
The confrontation was at a disadvantage for a moment. At the moment when the sword energy dissipated, Kuai Xue Shiqing narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, but he was receiving energy to boost his energy. In an instant, the cold wind moved, the snow waves rolled, and the cold light of Qingfeng was in the pale. The manifestation is none other than the Tairuo Mountain Sword!
Taking the sword into his hand, his eyes changed, his breath became calm, and Ji Wuxia tiptoed a little, already flying forward.
He took the sword straight and blocked it with one finger. The Imperial Sword Gu Chen moved his sword finger again, blocked and attacked with one sword. However, Ji Wuxia turned his wrist and the sword flower changed three times. In an instant, the three swords turned into nine, and the nine swords filled the air.
The sword shadow from all directions went straight towards one of the three fronts in the north. Huang Jian Guchen felt the pressure for the first time, and suddenly raised his true energy to protect himself. Suddenly, snow waves of energy surged around his body, breaking the sword shadow from all directions, and the remaining power rushed towards Ji Wuxia.
"drink!"
With a loud "drink", Kuai Xue Shi Jing flew into the air, avoiding the sweeping Qi Jin while absorbing Yuan in the sword.
The setting sun is at my back, and the beautiful shadows are across the sky. A sword absorbs the power of the sun and reflects the snowy waves running three thousand. It is exactly——
"The sunset shines on the snow!"
After the move was made, the sword edge was formed. When Tai Ruoshan Sword was swung, the sword energy was like the endless sunset, shining on the snowy shadow of the mountain, but it was like a sword and the sword was like snow.
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The Imperial Sword Lonely Master absorbs Qi to raise his energy, and the real energy around his body selects the air waves, temporarily blocking countless sword energy. The sword bag behind him flies up and disperses, and the famous sword with dark golden flow - the Imperial Sword Wuqing is finally unsheathed. Got it!
The North Peak is down, the Imperial Sword stands on the ground, Qingfeng uses the power of the ground to hide the ten thousand swords and become Wufeng. This move——
"The sword is hidden in the snow peak!"
The two moves collided, dissipating thousands of sword energy. In an instant, Ji Wuxia fell from the sky and slashed down with one sword.
The lonely minister of the Imperial Sword held the sword at the crossbar. The moment they struck, he felt a huge force coming from him. To his surprise, he was knocked back several steps.
"How powerful is this?"
Ji Wuxia didn't know what Huangjian Guchen was thinking. Even if they were competing, he was slightly inferior at the moment, so of course he was taking advantage of the victory to pursue it.
Holding the sword again, the swords clashed. In just a moment, there were hundreds of turns and thousands of blows. The difference in realm foundation made Ji Wuxia gradually fall behind.
Knowing that a long battle would be disadvantageous, Ji Wuxia suddenly thought about it, and his moves changed. After another moment of confrontation, the distance was already widened, the sword finger touched the sword body, and his true energy was raised vigorously.
"Qiqingshuanghan!"
The shadows of the seven swords circulated, absorbing the energy of Yang Fire and transforming it into the power of frost. Then the seven swords merged and merged into the Tairuo Mountain Sword. Ji Wuxia let out a long shout, and the move was about to be completed.
On the other side, the sword pointed at the same luck, the sword edge felt the same, the imperial sword pointed ruthlessly towards the sky, the snow waves rushed, and the mountains wept.
"Shangtian Jue? Beifeng Xueqi!"
The two moves faced each other, Shan Xue Zhi's strength overwhelmed Shuang Han's energy. When Ji Wu Xia's mouth was bleeding, the edge of the sword flicked, and a blood mark was cut on Huang Jian Guchen's right arm.
"Ha, so happy."
It's no harm to see blood in a sparring match. The fighting spirit of the warriors rises because of this. The emperor's sword lone minister urges his true energy again. Suddenly the snowy wind of the sword stops, the paleness fades away, and the black intention spreads.
"Shangtian Jue? Xue Mingtian Mourning!"
One move of the Sword Upward Movement caused the black snow to spread. Kuai Xue Shiqing held the sword to transport the energy and defended the move to respond.
"The clear snow reflects the heart? The sea of indigo!"
The moves passed down by Lin Chongyang were derived from Ji Wuxia's understanding. The mind is like the clear sky, only reflected by the snow. In an instant, the snow melts, and the sea is like indigo.
The sword style is as flexible as water and as neutralizing as snow. It is actually the perfect move to dissolve the mourning of the snow and the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Wuxia shouted loudly, and the secretly stored true energy exploded, fusing Indigo Hai's remaining energy together to launch a decisive move.
"Flawless splendor? Bi Bingxue!"
The brilliance is as flawless as the moon, and the falling blue ice is like frost.
The sword qi is as powerful as ice, clouds, and cold air, pervasive, and can invade the skin and bones, freeze the heart and lungs, and frost the qi and blood meridians.
However, facing the crisis that his own Xue Mingtian was defeated and his opponent's decisive move was about to come true, Huangjian Guchen remained calm in his heart. He knew that Ji Wuxia was impatient.
"The Wushen Jue? Snow cracks, frost and cold make the sky redeem itself!"
There is no god in the sky to redeem the cold, and the sword that cracks the snow and seals the frost is incomparable.
With one sword, he can turn the sky into Wu Shen, with the power of She Xue Han, the power to melt frost and break the frost. His foundation is better than Ji Wuxia's Imperial Sword Lonely Chen, and he is also more experienced in terms of experience.
The restraint move taken later is quick, but it is enough.
After the two moves met, the swords clashed only a few times, the smoke and dust disappeared, and the imperial sword was already on Ji Wuxia's neck.
Sheathing the sword, Huang Jian Guchen said: "I accept it. If your experience and foundation can be supplemented, I may not be your opponent, and your strength is huge, I can make use of it."
Only after the real fight did Huang Jian Guchen understand why his best friend could only win half a move.
Although the opponent's experience is a little less than his, after all, he is stationed at the border all year round and will fight against invaders from all sides, but compared to his friends, it can be said that he has quite a lot of experience.
"Thank you for your advice." After putting away his sword, Ji Wuxia casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed.
The battle with the opponent made her understand her own shortcomings more intuitively. This alone made the trip worthwhile.
No matter how talented you are, it still needs time to settle down, otherwise there will always be gaps in your mentality. This time, she was defeated by impatience. If not, at least she would not have failed so quickly.
Being with Lin Chongyang day and night for a long time gave her a wrong understanding of certain concepts. After all, not everyone is him.
"It's settled here. The two of us have been out for a long time, so we won't disturb you anymore."
After the victory was determined, Lin Chongyang stepped forward, popped out two beams of true energy to help the two heal their injuries, and then put the cloak in his hand on Ji Wuxia again.
After the true energy entered the body, not only the wounds suffered by the two people in the battle, but also the tears on their clothes disappeared as if they were going back in time, which was extremely miraculous.
"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, you are welcome. Please excuse me."
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