She has bright eyes, white teeth, and snow-white skin. She looks extremely delicate and dignified, but on her beautiful face, there is an extremely eye-catching bloodstain mark, starting from her left side, running through her eyebrows, and reaching her left jaw, like a bright red knife. mark……
It turns out that it’s not just their eyes that are similar. She and Meng’s eyes, mouths and noses, their looks are exactly the same. How can there be two identical people in the world, even the red marks on their faces are the same?
But Nie Feng knew very well that the second dream was not the lost dream, they were always two people.
Second Mengben felt inferior due to the marks on his face that were caused by practicing the Qijue Sword Skills. It can be seen that Nie Feng suddenly burst into tears and forgot to cover his appearance. Instead, he asked softly: "Brother Nie, you...are you?" What's wrong? But my appearance..."
Nie Feng wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "You are so similar to a friend of mine. You two look so similar that I almost recognized you as her."
Being able to shed tears for her shows that the two of them are not just ordinary friends. After thinking of this, for some reason, the second dream's heart suddenly sank, and she suddenly felt a little lost.
After a long time, she murmured: "Is your friend... no longer alive?"
Nie Feng's heart suddenly felt like it was being pinched by someone, and he said like a heartbreaking pain: "Because she used a sword technique that should not belong to the human world, and as a result... she was sucked into the void."
Swordsmanship that shouldn't belong in the human world? Being sucked into the void?
Although the second dream was very curious about what kind of sword technique it was, she did not continue to ask. Nie Feng also thought of the dream again and couldn't help but recall "Love in a Fallen City"!
At that time, when Meng used the "Alluring Love" move, he used a suffocating invisible momentum to force the four thousand disciples of the fake Dugu Fang's disciples to spurt blood from their seven orifices.
But when "Love in a Fallen City" fell, the sky was torn apart and the earth was also chopped into pieces. Then the color of the sky and the earth changed, becoming turbulent and lightning-fast. Separated by hundreds of feet, that sword actually split open Dugu Yifang, who was hundreds of feet away, from head to bottom.
After one strike, the void was broken, and the dream was sucked into the crack in the void... Nie Feng always wanted to forget that terrifying sword move, but the power of that strike made him unforgettable forever.
The second dream suddenly revealed that Nie Feng had a frightened expression on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Brother Nie, are you...are you okay?"
Nie Feng came out of his memories and smiled bitterly with some lingering fear: "I just remembered that terrible sword technique again."
Since he didn't want to think about it, the second dream stopped asking, changed the subject and asked: "Miss Lianxin, you haven't explained why you brought us two here."
Lian Xin didn't answer her first, but instead docked the boat and took the two of them ashore towards a deep valley.
The valley is vast, and you can't hear the chirping of insects and birds, and you can't see any flowers, grass or trees. Everything is shrouded in a thick white fog.
Lianxin finally said: "This is an illusory formation of white mist. You must follow me closely. If we get separated, you will get lost in this illusory formation and never find the way out."
Nie Feng sighed and said, "Who are you going to take us to meet, girl?"
Lian Xin said calmly: "I have already said it in the village. The Twelve Panics are not just visible. Those people in the world want to see him and want him to fulfill their wishes, but he has already chosen what he wants. Meet the people!"
The second dream exclaimed: "You mean the Twelve Panic wanted to see us, and you took us just to see the Twelve Panic?!"
At this moment, the two of them couldn't help but think at the same time, could the mysterious person they each met be Twelve Panic? If that's the case, why did Twelve Panic go through so much trouble to lure them here?
After walking for half an hour, the white fog became thicker and nothing could be seen around. At this time, Lianxin suddenly stopped.
Why don't you leave? Just as he was about to ask, he saw a faint figure among the clouds and mist ahead...
The two of them looked closely and looked more closely, but they saw a figure floating over from the clouds and mist. It was indeed floating, because the figure did not move at all, it just naturally kept its figure and floated in the clouds and mist.
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This man was motionless and his body was so light that it was astonishing to see!
"Nie Feng, Second Dream, you are finally here."
After the words fell, the person appeared, Xiao Sanxiao floated in front of them, and then slowly landed on the ground.
The person who came had his hands behind his back, a straw hat on his head, a green shirt, and a blue jacket. He was slightly fat, with white beard and hair, a wrinkled face, and kind eyes, just like an ordinary old man.
Neither Nie Feng nor Ermeng had seen him, but they had heard his voice before. This old man was the mysterious man.
Xiao Sanxiao sighed and said slowly: "I know you two must be wondering why I want to bring you two to see me. In fact, this matter also starts with the great catastrophe predicted by ***. .”
The two heard him take the initiative to explain. Although he was talking about the "Thousand-Year Catastrophe", they did not interrupt the old man's story. Since the coming of the "Thousand-Autumn Catastrophe", tens of thousands of innocent creatures will surely die, and the great swordsman of the "Sword Sect" forged the heroic sword a thousand years ago to prepare for the disaster a thousand years later, smile three smiles are everything. Tell it out.
Xiao Sanxiao sighed again and said: "Originally, through the prophecy, I only knew that the Qianqiu Catastrophe was related to the Thirteenth, Fourteenth and Fifteenth Panic, but I didn't understand the connection. But since the old man has been there since fifteen years ago, My old friend Monk Huang inherited the mirror of the mind, and spent five years using it to peer into the heavens, and finally saw a corner of the future. "
From the mysterious old man's slow explanation, Nie Feng believed his words and said in shock: "Senior... what did you see?"
Xiao Sanxiao said in a deep voice: "The great catastrophe of the Qianqiu period will come because of the fifteen panics. The person who promotes the catastrophe is the Demon Lord!"
Nie Feng said in disbelief: "But...but why would he do this?"
Xiaosanxiao sighed: "He is an incredible person. He is a confident and proud person. At the same time, he is also a lonely person... If he wants to be an emperor, he can overthrow the imperial power and rule the world by himself. If he wants to unify the world, he can , all the martial arts circles in the world will bow their heads. But he has not done this for fifteen years. In the past fifteen years, he has been living in the West Lake Mansion and has never set foot in the martial arts world. Do you know why this is? "
Nie Feng shook his head.
Xiao Sanxiao solemnly said: "It's just because ruling the world and unifying the world are too simple for him. With his pride, he disdains it. He has pushed his martial arts to an unprecedented level, and even because of his His martial arts skills are beyond the imagination of the world, and he is willing to stop his martial arts cultivation for this reason. He only wants to wait for someone who can discuss martial arts with him."
Nie Feng and Er Meng were stunned.
Xiao Sanxiao asked: "If there is no such person in the world, if no one can defeat him, then what will a person as proud as him do?"
What would he do? The world is no longer fun for him, what will he do?
Somehow, Nie Feng and Ermeng thought of the word "destruction" at the same time!
An unprecedented fear, an unimaginable horror!
Xiao Sanxiao continued: "If you want to defeat him, you need a kind of swordsmanship and
