Many years later, when Meng Bingyun walks across the world, he will think of that distant evening when he first met Duan Zhen.
At that time, as the legitimate daughter of a small family in Beizhou that had been destroyed, she was alone avoiding the pursuit of her enemies.
She remembered that the sunset that day was beautiful, but particularly sad:
"Xiao Nizi! You can run really well!"
The setting sun was like blood, reflecting on the masked men chasing behind them. The white blades swung diagonally in the air, bringing out shadows that pierced the air.
Meng Bingyun gritted her teeth and ran forward, but the sadness and pain on her face was more unforgettable than the body that had been dripping water for three days.
Overnight, more than 30 members of the family, including his eldest grandfather, his infant brother, and his beloved parents, all died.
She is the only one left in the Meng family who lives a peaceful life in Fulin Province, Beizhou.
"Why?"
When Meng Bingyun returned home and saw the corpses of her relatives that had been discarded carelessly, looking like rags and fragments, she felt her heart aching suddenly.
What he smelled in his nose was the pungent smell of blood and the burning smell of distant fires.
But before she could shed a tear, a bright long knife passed through her sight.
Fortunately, she was shrouded in the net of living beings and had good cultivation, so she was able to avoid this blow.
What followed was a three-day escape.
"clang!"
The pursuer's long knife slashed at her, as fast as a thunder, falling straight towards her back.
But Meng Bingyun held on to his exhausted body, twisted his wrist back, and the sword, which had been worn to a curled edge, passed sideways.
Her sword style was extremely cunning and weird, as if it were an airtight grid from above and below, catching all the attacks coming from behind.
The Twelve Swords of Xuanyin.
This is a sword technique she obtained when she saw the web of sentient beings in a dream and held up ten sticks of incense in front of the Taoist Master.
It contains twelve weird and unpredictable sword styles, and can cultivate a sword intention in the heart. As soon as it is used, it is like there are countless cold and chilling auras covering the opponent's mind.
Moreover, there are so many sword techniques that no matter whether you are attacking or defending, you can find the opponent's flaws and quickly counterattack.
This is a sword technique that can support her to become a Martial Saint.
Without this technique, she would have been killed by her pursuers.
"It is said that the direct daughter of the Meng family is extremely talented. She can hold up ten sticks of incense in front of the Taoist Master and obtain this peak level martial arts technique. It is really interesting. We have been chasing her for three days and nights in vain!"
The masked man who was closest behind him saw that the sword was stopped again. He paused slightly and spoke coldly.
Since the true appearance of the Tao Master appeared many years ago, sentient beings no longer need to have a strong "will". As long as they accept the pressure of the Tao Master in front of the Tao Master, they can obtain a method from it.
Even if you can only survive ten breaths, you can still get a martial arts level.
The longer he lasted, the more powerful the skills he acquired became. Meng Bingyun had survived ten sticks of incense, and he was already a genius who looked at Fulin Province and even the entire Beizhou.
And her swordsmanship is said to be able to reach the peak of martial arts. After it is completed, it will be no less than the top ten immortals in the world today.
"But no matter how talented you are, you haven't become a Martial Saint yet! After three days of running, how much energy do you have left?"
The leading masked man suddenly sneered and waved his hand.
Five or six men behind him took out a blood-red elixir from their arms at the same time, swallowing it directly into their mouths without even tearing the wax skin.
Whirring whirring!
Meng Bingyun's body, which had been using its strength to escape, suddenly came to a standstill.
These people who had been chasing her for more than three days suddenly sped up and formed an encirclement, stopping in front of her.
"Blood Python Pill, you are really prepared..."
Meng Bingyun looked at the other party's red eyes and the faint smell of blood filling the air, and her tone became cold.
I didn't expect these people to have such a treasure pill to replenish their qi and blood. If that's the case, why didn't they use it earlier?
"If the master hadn't ordered you to be captured alive, how could my brothers and I have been able to delay this for such a long time!"
Seeing that Meng Bingyun's way was blocked, the masked man suddenly paused in his words.
Although the Blood Python Pill can greatly restore Qi and blood, it can also make people feel a little crazy.
After three days of chasing and killing, none of the six of him could capture a girl whose hair had not even grown yet, which undoubtedly made him angry.
This time, he actually slipped up and revealed a little bit about his origins.
"Owner?"
At the same time, Meng Bingyun's eyes turned cold, as if he understood something through the other person's words.
For a moment, her mind quickly flashed through scenes of people who had enemies with her family.
"Did Duanmu Yang send you here?"
Meng Bingyun held her long sword horizontally, her body exuded a mysterious aura, and the blood around her began to drop to freezing point.
The Twelve Xuanyin Swords need to cultivate a ray of cold air in the meridians. Over time, the scorching heat of the blood will be difficult to extinguish.
But after the sword light hits the human body, the deep cold like gangrene in the bones will permeate the opponent's internal organs along with the blood, like seven feet of freezing cold, stretching endlessly.
"Hmph! Not stupid."
The masked man shouted coldly and stopped speaking. Instead, he winked at the five people around him.
The next moment, six dark figures rushed towards Meng Bingyun like a rotating formation.
Boom boom boom!
The footwork under their feet was extremely mysterious, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which instantly put great pressure on Meng Bingyun!
Purple Qi Heavenly Net Formation!
This is a combined attack method from the Net of All Beings. It is suitable for combined attacks with three to ten people. If it works smoothly, it can increase the combat power by 50%.
For a moment, Meng Bingyun could only see numerous afterimages around him, and chaotic sounds came and went, making it difficult to tell the truth.
But just because she couldn't see it, it didn't mean that she couldn't resist.
Hoo ho ho!
The long sword, which seemed to be filled with coldness, stabbed diagonally three inches in front of the body, as if it were a move against the air, swinging and making a false strike.
But the afterimage in front of him suddenly stagnated. A few drops of blood rolled over the tip of the frost-white sword, and fell to the ground without even being infected on the sword body.
The first form of the Twelve Xuanyin Swords is my own way of heaven and earth.
I am the only one with a pure heart.
As soon as the sword style was released, it seemed to have the power to break the illusion, seeing through the movements of the six people in front of him, and even stabbed one of them.
"you…"
And the formation that connected the virtual and the real suddenly condensed.
The stabbed masked man suddenly jumped out of the crowd, with a wisp of frost visible on his body.
The wound on his chest actually began to emit white mist, like frost-cold air that had been infected by ice and snow and evaporated.
The power of a sword can even freeze blood.
"The martial arts at the pinnacle level of the Martial Saint are truly worthy of their reputation."
The masked man who spoke first saw this and couldn't help but click his tongue.
He praised, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
Because after the sword was swung, Meng Bingyun's figure was swaying and it was difficult to maintain it.
"Bang bang bang!"
The five gleaming long swords suddenly turned from virtual to real, and struck her sword with force.
Bang!
The frost-white sword, which had a curled blade, could not withstand the power far beyond its own, and was chopped into pieces.
Meng Bingyun was also struck by a diagonal blade, slicing through his shoulder.
Her face turned pale, and she felt that her bones were being shattered, and half of her body had lost strength.
"Today I will kill you beasts even if I die!"
Suffering from this serious injury, Meng Bingyun's eyebrows rose with anger.
She grasped the long knife stuck in her shoulder and suddenly pulled it out. The blade turned sharply and slashed the person's neck.
Shit!
Caught off guard, before the man on the other side could react, his artery was cut.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The blood in the trachea seemed to be exploded by a pressure water pump, splashing up and staining Meng Bingyun's pale and stubborn face.
"Hehehe..."
The shrill laughter seemed to reflect the increasingly late setting sun, highlighting the woman's unwillingness and cruelty.
The remaining four masked men shrank their eyes at the same time, and were shocked for a moment by the blood drops and aura on the opponent's face.
But then, as if they were angry out of shame, the four people slashed their long knives across Meng Bingyun's body like minced meat.
A yellow-haired girl actually let them chase her for three days and then killed two people. What a shame is this?
They were like crazy and kept slashing, venting their anger on Meng Bingyun.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
But not long after, the four people's hearts jumped inexplicably, and the movements in their hands hurriedly stopped.
Why is the blade inserted into the body, and the sound is inconsistent with the usual sound?
"you…"
The next moment, the eyes of the four people were filled with extremely strong disbelief. At some point, a subtle light curtain appeared on Meng Bingyun's body.
Their long knives all hit the light curtain, unable to penetrate even a single inch.
"Gang Qi? How is that possible?"
Only an innate martial artist can condense Gang Qi outside the body, how could it appear in this yellow-haired girl!
And then, they also saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
It was as if Meng Bingyun himself didn't know where this inexplicable aura came from.
But the next moment, several people in the venue heard an indifferent and calm voice at the same time.
It seems to emerge from the depths of one's heart, echoing endlessly and unstoppable:
"In hundreds of years, you are the first person to realize the intention of the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin."
This voice sounds like that of a young man, but if you listen carefully, you can feel that it contains the vicissitudes of the world.
At this moment, Meng Bingyun and the four masked people all felt their hearts skip a beat and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.
Their eyes were all looking up, because that sound came from the sky.
Above the white clouds, the Big Dipper.
A young man wearing white clothes, with his hands behind his back, and his long black hair tied back casually, was descending from the clouds step by step.
His eyes were like a clear lake, calm without any ripples.
He has a slender figure, fair complexion, and a vague sense of indifference that is constantly echoing from all around.
At this moment, Meng Bingyun and the four masked people suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.
They seem to be looking up at a vast starry sky that has existed since ancient times, ancient and quiet.
But the stars, the rivers, the light and shadows all over the sky, were all inferior to the young man in front of him.
"May I have your name?"
The young man stepped from the sky into the world, walked step by step, and came to Meng Bingyun, who was covered in scars.
As he was marching, the four masked killers were shattered into pieces, as if being crushed into powder by an invisible force.
"I…"
Meng Bingyun, whose face was pale, suddenly seemed to remember something.
The image of the Taoist master she saw every day when she dreamed seemed... to be exactly the same as the young man in front of her.
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