Ye Yinfeng shook the iron sword in his hand, swept away the sword qi that was surging from the other party, and his elegant figure landed on a snowy rock. He looked at the man in front of him with a suffocating delicate face, and to be honest, Jin Dazhong's face was the second perfect man he had ever seen.

Compared with Yan Longxing, Jin Dazhong's face seems to be softer, although it is perfect, it still gives people a sense of incongruity, which should be the sense of incongruity given by the so-called plastic surgery of the Goguryeo people. Jin Dazhong feels more feminine as a whole, and the temperament of the whole body is still a lot worse than that of Yan Longxing. However, whether it is in appearance or temperament, the man in front of him is obviously slightly better than himself, and his delicate face and the aura of a noble swordsman on his body are not comparable to an ordinary young man like him.

For Ye Yinfeng to easily sweep away the swordsman who stirred out his long sword, Jin Dazhong obviously didn't feel surprised, the blue-shirted young man in front of him seemed ordinary, but the aura exuded from his body was as deep as the sea. The other party's body flowed with a kind of aura that made him feel good, the young man seemed to be ordinary and ordinary, but he still gave him a kind of momentum like a sword, the soft and spring-like aura contained the power of heaven and earth, and the sword light was even more elusive sword intent.

With a secret sigh of emotion in his heart, Ye Yinfeng secretly thought about what would happen to Jin Dazhong if he met Yan Longxing, and he didn't know if it was a life-and-death duel between heroes or between old enemies. If only in terms of strength, Jin Dazhong is by no means Yan Longxing's opponent, in terms of appearance, both of them have their own strengths, no matter what aspect Jin Dazhong still has to lose. He couldn't help but look forward to the meeting between the two, and he didn't know how he could have such a strange idea in his heart.

The two of them stood on a snow-thick rock, the sword in their hands had already been raised, and the criss-crossing sword qi was circulating around them. Both of them had jealous looks in their eyes, and the two couldn't help but reevaluate their opponents again.

With a "bang", the spear in Wanyan Zhantian's hand struck hard, knocking a Goguryeo swordsman flying and crashing under the cliff. His grim gaze swept away, but he didn't care at all about the Goguryeo swordsman who was shot away by his own shot, and his figure turned, and the spear rolled up like the wind towards the other Goguryeo swordsmen. The spear rolled up the snowflakes in the sky, and the spear glowed with a dazzling luster in the snowflakes, and the powerful spear hidden in the snowflakes surged up.

Wanyan Zhantian had already felt Ye Yinfeng's arrival, because he felt two sharp sword qi, one was Jin Dazhong's, and the other was of course Ye Yinfeng's.

Since there was no threat from that Goguryeo swordsman, Wanyan Zhantian let go of his hands and feet, and the other Goguryeo swordsmen were not enough to threaten him. The spear in his hand turned into fierce spears and stabbed towards those Goguryeo swordsmen, only to see the shadow of the spear swept up like a dragon, and the snowflakes surged like an explosion.

"Bang, bang, bang" A few muffled voices rang out, but it was a few figures swept by the spear and slammed into the rocks below the cliff. Those Goguryeo swordsmen had a smear of bright red blood in their mouths, and the aura around them suddenly became sluggish, and they couldn't hide the horror in their eyes, they didn't expect that the strength of this Jurchen teenager actually increased dramatically. At first, they were all driving this young man around, but they didn't expect the situation to change all of a sudden, and they were soon beaten by this Jurchen teenager and had no power to fight back.

A cold gaze flashed in his eyes, and Wanyan Zhantian didn't care about the life or death of these Goguryeo swordsmen, his figure scurried, and he disappeared from the spot. There are still several Goguryeo swordsmen who have not yet been resolved, and he must deal with the remaining Goguryeo swordsmen as soon as possible. Yu Ye Yinfeng and the golden bell, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, I don't know if he believed in Ye Yinfeng too much or had another hidden secret, his figure did not go in the direction of Ye Yinfeng, but in the opposite direction, and soon his figure disappeared into the snowy mountains of this vast exchange rate.

Of course, Ye Yinfeng also felt the breath of Wanyan Zhantian, and at that time, the faint strength of the spear swept in all directions, and the momentum quickly disappeared in his perception. Although he was very puzzled, he was obviously invited by Wanyan Zhantian, but Wanyan Zhantian at this time completely ignored his safety, whether he trusted him too much or had other secrets, he didn't dwell on it for too long, because the long sword in Jin Dazhong's hand rolled up a more aggressive and brazen momentum and launched an attack on him.

In the vast expanse of the snowy mountains, a gorgeous robe figure rolled up a dazzling sword light, and opposite the handsome man in the gorgeous robe was a handsome young man in a blue shirt. Dao Dao sword light surged up from the hands of the two people, sweeping up all the thick snow, scattering the snowflakes like a long stream, and the surroundings seemed to be once again a huge snowflake, and the vast snow shadows slowly submerged the two figures.

The snowflakes lingered for a long time, and the two intertwined figures were dizzyingly fast, and the surging sword qi shot the vast rock into a thousand holes.

The true qi of the three star flowers in Ye Yinfeng's dantian surging out wildly was majestic and strong, and at the same time, he also felt the same strong internal force of the other party, although the bladeless iron sword in his hand was clumsy and clumsy, but the long sword in the opponent's hand was also compelling. The sword technique is to take the lead, to be fast and fast, to seize the opportunity to be famous all over the world, every time Ye Yinfeng has not fully displayed the sword style of the iron sword in his hand, but he was forced back by the other party's sword style that he used first.

In terms of strength and actual combat experience, Ye Yinfeng asked himself if he was not weaker than the other party, but he had never encountered such a swordsmanship. However, he quickly adjusted his tactics, he read all the sword books, of course, it was impossible to only have one or two sword styles, he kneaded all the sword styles in those sword books, and it became a hodgepodge. And although the sword moves he casts have style, they give people the illusion that there is a sword and no style.

Jin Dazhong had a head start on sword moves, but as time passed, he found that the blue-shirted boy who was younger than him had used a lot of chaotic swordsmanship. Although the long sword in his hand was cast by a generation of sword casting masters in Goguryeo, it can be said to be a peerless sword that sharpens iron like clay, but the long sword in his hand can't even touch the iron sword in the opponent's hand. This made him feel very shocked, swordsmanship is famous all over the world for its preemptive swordsmanship and fast control, provided that he must know the other party's swordsmanship moves, if you don't know the moves and trajectory of each sword, where can you do it first.

The more he hit the back, the more frightened Jin Dazhong became, because the sword style cast from Ye Yinfeng's hand was not in order at all, and for a while, the iron sword rose like a sharp sword style, but in an instant, the sword style that seemed to be huge turned into an ordinary sword move that was as slow as a flat. The sword moves in the opponent's hand changed too quickly, and they were too fast, and they were too frequent, giving him the illusion that he couldn't keep up with the reduction.

Ye Yinfeng disrupted the other party's festival all of a sudden, and he had already taken the lead. The iron sword swept up a cold cold light, rolled up a long black line and stabbed straight towards the golden bell. That sword was castrated like a rainbow, that sword condensed the richest cold in heaven and earth, and that sword was fast, so fast that the snowflakes flying in the sky instantly froze.

A strong crisis poured out from the bottom of Jin Dazhong's heart, and his eyes froze, but he saw a long line as black as a shadow stabbing straight towards him. That sword was something he had never seen before, and he had never seen such a sword technique, that sword was fast, so fast that he could barely grasp the trajectory, that sword was so strong that he felt the breath of death enveloping him. He subconsciously raised the long sword in his hand, although he knew that he still couldn't dodge the sword, but he still raised the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and the surging sword qi formed an impenetrable thick shield around him.

This is a swordsmanship that Ye Yinfeng evolved from the Void Sword, with no name, no moves, no moves, no styles. Only the iron sword condensed into a pitch-black line, as if it had cut the heavens and the earth, which required his full attention, and even more so, all the sword intent he condensed was transformed into that line. This is also a way to no way, that Jin Dazhong seems to know the swordsmanship of the various sects in the Central Plains very well, and the other party's judgment and foresight are outstanding, he can only create such a swordsmanship while fighting against the enemy.

The line is like lacquer, it is a sword intent condensed by the bladeless iron sword, and the pitch-black sword light divides the dancing snowflakes into two parts, and the snowflakes that are instantly static are like two states. And the dark thread clearly divides the snowflakes between heaven and earth. It was as if there was only that long line left between heaven and earth, and the condensed sword intent was awe-inspiring and fierce, and the sword intent was extremely fast.

The pitch-black thread of "Zheng" rolled out like a broken bamboo, piercing the long sword that pierced the golden bell in front of his chest, and when there was a burst of lightning, a huge impact poured from the long sword and penetrated into his chest.

Jin Dazhong's face changed, he only felt that a breath of energy in his chest was churning like a roll, and that energy penetrated his chest wantonly, pressing the true qi in his body wildly, and a spicy breath in his chest rushed towards his mouth like a volcanic eruption.

With a "wow", Jin Dazhong could no longer suppress the hot blood rushing up his throat, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth. And his body flew upside down, blood spurted from his mouth, and after a few feet, he was able to settle his body. An incredible look appeared in his eyes, and he looked fixedly at the blue-shirted young man who was standing lightly, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his chest, but it still did not alleviate the tearing pain in his chest.

Ye Yinfeng didn't expect that this move would actually hit the other party hard, the look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Jin Dazhong for a while but didn't say anything. He knew that Wan Yan Zhan Tian had left, although he didn't know why Wan Yan Zhan Tian was leaving, but it didn't matter anymore. He didn't pay any attention to the Goguryeo swordsman with a decadent face, but turned around and walked towards the snowy mountain, and the vast snowflakes were rolling down again.

At this time, Ye Yinfeng's heart suddenly tightened, and a huge sense of depression shrouded him, and he heard a clear and high-pitched dragon roar. The sound of the dragon's groan was filled with endless majesty, like an unshakable overlord above the Nine Heavens, and the dragon's groan made the true qi in his body suddenly shake.

Before he could fully react, he felt that the Tai Pure Qi in his body suddenly boiled in his body like boiling water, and the three star flowers in his dantian kept spinning, gushing out more pure and majestic True Qi. In a trance, he seemed to feel that there was something inexplicably more in his dantian, and the three star flowers in his dantian seemed to constitute a more vast and profound star map.

"The divine dragon of Changbai Mountain has appeared, and those who have dragon luck can dominate the world. I can't imagine that this is true, this time it is not in vain, for the sake of Goguryeo's national fortune, this dragon qi I Jin Dazhong must get. At this time, Jin Dazhong obviously also heard a dragon groan, and he muttered with excitement in his eyes.