"Kaka!"
As the terrifying sword energy rushed into the sky, the ice crystals that were supposed to block the entire square began to crack. As the cracks continued to spread, soon, the shell-like ice crystals turned into ice powder all over the sky, and at the same time, the surrounding light began to It was dim, as if it was shrouded by a terrifying sword force, turning into a lifeless world. All life was disappearing, and even the color began to become dim.
Above the sky, a broken long sword floated on it. As a figure wearing a simple armor and stomach held it, the breath of death began to fill the air.
The figure had white hair, his armor and stomach were covered with traces of war, and there was no trace of life at all.
"Undead?"
When Bai Yifei saw the appearance of Ni Lin, his originally relaxed expression gradually became serious, because the appearance of this thing was so unreasonable. This thing should have existed in the ancient mythological era. How could it still exist in today's era? things, let alone being controlled.
His eyes flickered and fell on Han Fei inadvertently, because Han Fei was the most ordinary of all the people present.
But being so ordinary, he was not affected by the cold air, which was obviously abnormal.
Han Fei? !
Bai Yifei's eyes were slightly cold, and he immediately raised the long sword in his hand and slashed away. The sword energy shot out of the air, and a layer of white mist was directly filled along the way. The terrifying cold air condensed into an ice crystal road on the ground. The speed was so fast Quickly, even Wei Zhuang on the side had no time to stop him, because the ice crystal thorns around him were beating towards him like crazy, preventing him from going to the rescue.
As for Tianze, he just watched with indifference, showing no intention of coming to the rescue.
Even though the two sides were allies now, he was still curious about whether that strange guy in the sky had something to do with Han Fei, so he chose to stand aside and watch.
And his decision naturally affected the actions of the Exorcist and others.
"boom!"
As if to confirm the conjectures of those present, the figure that was supposed to be standing in the void appeared in front of Han Fei as if teleporting. Holding a simple broken sword in his hand, he blocked Bai Yifei's movement with a raised hand. With one strike of the sword, the terrifying cold air slid towards both sides automatically as if it was blocked by something the moment it approached him.
"It's really you!"
Bai Yifei did not continue to take action. His scarlet eyes were full of curiosity, staring at Han Fei. He was very curious about how Han Fei could control such a sword spirit.
Such a terrifying sword spirit, let alone control by ordinary people, would be fatal even if they come into contact with it.
"I'm curious how you did it."
Bai Yifei did not hide his curiosity and asked.
At the same time, the scene seemed quite quiet.
Wei Zhuang, Tianze and others looked at Han Fei one after another. This question was also very curious to them, especially Wei Zhuang. He had never thought that Han Fei could hide such a killing move. If it had been done earlier Sometimes he knows, maybe his thinking can be changed a little.
He obviously prefers to use his sword to solve problems, such as those who caused them, rather than using intrigues.
"He is an old friend of mine. Unfortunately, he has a bad temper."
Han Fei stood beside Ni Lin, looking at it, with a flash of inadvertent sadness on his face, and sighed softly, as if he didn't want to explain too much on this issue.
There was a pause.
He looked at Bai Yifei and said softly: "The Marquis is considered a hereditary lord in Korea, so why should he associate with people like Ji Wuye?"
"Have you ever seen a tiger and a lamb together?"
Bai Yifei still looked arrogant, looked at Han Fei calmly, and said slowly.
Obviously.
In Bai Yifei's eyes, the high-ranking officials and nobles in South Korea are all lambs, and they are still lambs to be slaughtered. It is just the enemy's actions, or their own people. It seems that if too many of those people die, it will not affect the pattern and structure of South Korea. future.
"It seems that the Marquis has never felt that he did anything wrong."
Hearing the words, Han Fei whispered softly, with a flash of helplessness in his eyes. He knew that there was nothing to talk about with Bai Yifei. The two sides were not the same people. Even if he didn't want to kill each other, in the current situation, if Bai Yifei didn't die, many things would change. Very troublesome.
For example, the trendy succubus in the house who doesn't know what's going on.
If Bai Yifei does not die, Mrs. Mingzhu will definitely return to the palace, and all today's plans will be lost, and even Zhao Jia will be implicated.
"Wrong? Ha, that's a ridiculous word..."
Bai Yifei sneered and said contemptuously, obviously disdainful of arguing with Han Fei, because right or wrong never lies in who is right, but in who is stronger.
"Brush~"
Ni Lin took action. He held the sword with one hand, and dozens of Ni Lin sword energy condensed behind him. They hovered behind him. The terrifying sword power enveloped the entire mansion, turning the world in this area into gray-white. Falling into dead silence, everything condensed in an instant.
Bai Yifei felt the terrifying power of the sword, and his expression became more and more solemn. A terrible cold air emitted from his whole body, venting out to the surroundings.
"Wow!"
Countless sword qi gathered in one place, and as Ni Lin swung his sword, a storm of sword qi condensed from dozens of sword qi stabbed towards Bai Yifei.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
…
Outside the mansion, Black and White Xuanjian and Jing Salamander, who were fighting each other, stopped one after another and looked solemnly into the mansion.
Especially Black and White Xuanjian, the madness in his eyes seemed to be much less, and there was more sense. He said in a low voice: "What a terrifying sword power, worthy of the legendary sword spirit. It's a pity that the one who controls it is a weak person..."
No matter how powerful a weapon is, it needs a master to control it, and for a special existence like the Inverse Scale Sword, if you want to completely control it, how much price will you have to pay.
At least according to Xuanjian's vision, Han Fei was not strong enough to unleash the true power of this sword.
Jingli said nothing. She was not interested in any of this. Her target today was only Black and White Xuanjian. If she stopped him, today's mission would be completed.
On the other side, inside the mansion.
A certain guy suddenly withdrew his troops. Without him, Zhao Jia found that the ancient methods of pregnancy preparation were so bad that they couldn't withstand practical use. They broke after just a few attempts. He was so frightened that he quickly took it out to have a look, for fear that There was some in-depth communication with Mrs. Mingzhu, and she fell into the opponent's trick.
"I knew this thing was unreliable and hateful."
Zhao Jia shook his head helplessly and whispered. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to chat with the Mohist master and the Gongshu enemy. He didn't know what the scientific and technological talents of this era had to say about this.
Mrs. Mingzhu was about to be driven crazy by Zhao Jia at this moment. She bit her lip and directly pulled Zhao Jia back.
"What are you doing?"
"Want to run? There's no way!" (End of Chapter)
