The moonlight is cold, and the eyes are colder than the moonlight. With a cold and wary gaze, looking at the crowd who are also wary, the eyes are getting colder; the time passes by, the years fly by, and the time is like dye. Only the moonlight was as cold as ever, and walking under the cold moonlight with the same cold eyes made my heart also covered with a layer of frost.
At dusk, the setting sun has created its last afterglow, creating eternal beauty and leaving it in the memories of people who have returned from a long journey, forming eternal beautiful memories. When the evening glow turned half the sky red, some people on the beach were swimming, some were picking up shells, and some were laughing heartily... As a result, the cheers here were like waves. The dusk fell quietly like a big gray net, covering the entire earth.
Qianzhou City, the top of Qianshan Mountain.
Autumn and winter have entered, and the forest is covered with ice and snow. Thousands of mountains are towering, and the birds are extinct. Only goose feathers and snowflakes are flying, surrounded by sloping cliffs with straight walls. No matter how perfect your martial arts is, even if your body is like a spiritual swallow, it will still be difficult to climb.
At this time, a middle-aged man stood on the top of Qianshan Mountain with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in white and his cloak fluttered in the wind. He froze in place, letting snowflakes fall on his body. There was a mountain of snow on his snow-white tiger hat. There was a sword hanging on his waist, and a pair of bells hung on the hilt. The bells jingled in the breeze.
The whole person is embedded in the snow, just like a part of the snow mountain. The only evidence that it was still alive was the mist coming out of its nose from time to time and the beating of its heart.
On a small hill in the distance, five people stood. One person stood on the top of the hill, and the other four stood slightly below the person on the top, holding weapons in their hands, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
The man at the top has his arms crossed, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is wearing a cassock, but it is very funny and ironic to see a wine gourd hanging on his waist. He was looking at the man in white on the opposite peak.
The other four people had strange weapons, each holding a knife, fork, hook, and hammer. Their costumes were even more bizarre, and they were not from China.
"Dream Builder Li Yufeng, hand over the Sword of Forgetfulness and leave you intact."
The man in white who was called Li Yufeng glanced at the five people across from him and said sarcastically: "You are a member of the Buddhist sect, but you peek at the treasures in other people's hands. I don't think the Buddha would forgive you, right?"
The man dressed as a monk said: "You don't own the treasures in the world, they are conceived and born by all things in the world. As the saying goes, those who can have it, why can't I want it?"
Li Yufeng said: "I guess the four of you are the four evil spirits of wind, rain, thunder and lightning in Saibei. Although you have done many evil things, you are not treacherous and evil. You still have some conscience. Why follow Monk Hua to prey on the common people and bully men?" A domineering girl, why do you do something that is so unconscionable as to annihilate your descendants?"
The four people - Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning - looked at each other in confusion as they listened to what Dream Builder Li Yufeng said. They clenched their weapons tightly, their faces twitched, and they were struggling in their hearts.
Hua Monk Wu Chi said: "Dream Builder, don't sow discord here. Today, you can give up the matter by handing over the Forgetting Sword Jue. Otherwise, don't blame the old monk for being ruthless."
Hahaha, Dream Builder Li Yufeng looked up to the sky and smiled. The surrounding snowflakes were shattered by his laughter and scattered in all directions. The surrounding temperature also slowly increased along with Li Yufeng's laughter.
The long smile of Dream Builder Li Yufeng was added to the Shaolin Temple's sonic lion roar technique. Wherever the sound went, it was destroyed and fragmented by the sound waves.
The four demons of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning quickly held up the arms to block the sonic attack. However, the sound waves were so strong that they could barely stand firm, and their clothes were punctured by several small holes in the sound waves.
The four of them looked at each other, sighing in their hearts that the martial arts of the Dream Builder were unfathomable, and the rumors in the world were not false, nor did he gain his fame in vain.
Hua Monk Wu Chi waved his cassock in front of him, barely resisting the attack of Dream Builder's sonic lion roar. But his face was ugly, and he was probably extremely angry.
"kill."
The four evil spirits of wind, rain, thunder and lightning drew their weapons and leaped towards the dream builder Li Yufeng to attack. Seeing that the other party is not procrastinating and fights when they say it will immediately arouse the fighting spirit of the dream builder.
"Well come."
Zhu Meng's body moved, and his whole body was swept away towards the four evil spirits like a tornado. Wherever it went, it was like a dragon coming out of the sea, kicking up a flurry of flying snowflakes.
For a moment, the five people were fighting together.
Li Yufeng blocked Feng Sha's broadsword slashing power with one hand and kicked Lei Sha in the chest with his right foot. The thunderous demon was unable to dodge, and its body was flying in the air without a fulcrum. It was directly hit by Li Yufeng's kick and hit a small hill in the distance, and its body was embedded in the snowdrift. For a moment, it was covered in snowflakes.
After finishing off the Thunder Sha with one strike, Li Yufeng took advantage of the situation and turned his right hand into a claw, grabbing at the two hammers that were attacked by the hammer-wielding Electric Sha. The two hammers weighed as much as a thousand catties. Even though Li Yufeng did not use all his strength, Li Yufeng's right hand was numb and painful.
Li Yufeng drew back his hand and hit his chest with a fork. If Li Yufeng couldn't avoid it, he would be stabbed into the heart with a fork and die.
Li Yufeng jumped hard to the left with his feet, and the fork grazed his chest, scratching the buttons of his white cloak. Li Yufeng, who was leaping to the left, used his "Thunder Palm" with his left hand and aimed it at the chest of the hammer-wielding electric demon. He hit the chest in the middle. His whole body was like a kite with its string cut off, and he was vomiting blood and was thrown away.
With a simple blow, the two parties switched positions.
The Feng Sha and Yu Sha turned around and attacked Li Yufeng behind them again.
Li Yufeng had quick eyes and quick hands. He turned his hands into fists and turned into palms. He shuttled between them and rushed into the attacking wind and rain evil spirits. Then fly back to the top where you were standing before.
From beginning to end, it was like a sculpture that never moved.
The two evil spirits, wind and rain, placed their palms heavily on their chests and fell to the ground. Blood was spread all over the ground, and it was covered by snowflakes for a moment.
At this point, the four evil spirits of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning in the north of the stormy sea were killed in battle, and the path of death disappeared. From then on, there was no such person's name in the world.
Killer.
Dream builder Li Yufeng.
Hua Monk Wu Chi's face twitched, and his energy surged.
"Yes, Dream Builder is the best in the world in martial arts, and he truly deserves his reputation."
"Exceeding the prize, trivial skills are of no consequence."
"I must think that Dream Builder is the best in the world in martial arts. He is invincible. He is already lonely, right?"
"Whether you are lonely or not, how can you, the flower monk, know? I advise you, go back where you came from, otherwise you will lose your life in vain and you won't even have a grave. Why not be a pity?"
"Hahaha, what a big tone, my name, Hua Monk Wu Chi, is not for nothing. Today, we will fight to the death. If I am defeated by Your Excellency Wangyou Sword, my life will not be in vain."
"The Forgetting Sword, the blood of the sword makes you a prince. Once the Forgetting Sword comes out, all things will surrender, irresistible. I advise you not to be curious and waste your time."
"There are rumors in the world that Dream Builder is not only the best in martial arts, but also the best in talking skills. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true. However, who has never fought, who can know the truth?"
"Do you really want to try?"
"I have been searching for thousands of miles, traveling through mountains and rivers. Today I am lucky enough to bet on the sword of forgetfulness and the sword of forgetfulness. How can I return without success?"
"Stubborn."
I saw a flash of golden light, and the Sword of Forgetfulness came out of its box and came out of its sheath...
