The condensed golden light became more and more vigorous, Ling Tianyun walked forward, the treasure knife in his hand dragged one afterimage after another in the air, the sword light was condensed with energy, he was like an angry King Kong, and the surging aura around his body was vast and majestic. His figure instantly came to Yelu Changsheng's face, and with a wave of his sword, he swung towards the latter with a sharp aura, no one would have thought that Ling Tianyun would fight back in that instant.

The phantom of the dragon head condensed on the tip of the spear faded, and Yelu Changsheng's face showed a touch of calm indifference, and he put away the spear and swept forward. The rolling spear turned into wisps of energy, and the snow-white spear swept away all the snowflakes that were falling, and Ling Tianyun's powerful sword had already slashed down. The rolling spear rolled up a terrifying aura, the sharp sword qi stirred up a golden light, and the two figures were getting closer and closer.

The Buddha Shadow Dragon's head was like a natural enemy, and the roar became more and more intense, and the two intertwined figures were also fighting faster and faster. The treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand slashed through the golden light in the night, and the iron spear was even more agitated, and the flying energy swept away all around, and the snowflakes in the sky between heaven and earth also rose and danced lightly. In front of everyone's eyes, only two figures became blurred, and what they saw was only a faint afterimage, and the afterimage dispersed, and several afterimages condensed under the night.

A shrill metallic sound rang out, and the two figures immediately separated, and the remnants of the Dao that permeated them dissipated into the gloomy night. The two stared at each other, the aura on their bodies was equal, the Buddha phantom condensed behind Ling Tianyun was like a behemoth, and the dragon head phantom condensed above the tip of Yelu Changsheng's spear was powerful in the world, the faces of the two of them were also dignified, the strength of the two of them was almost the same, and the battle they had just now was even more evenly divided, and the victory or defeat was only between five or five.

The two stared at each other, but did not speak, but the aura condensed from the two of them became more and more vigorous, the Buddha phantom on Ling Tianyun's back was like a King Kong born with implied heavenly might, the golden light of the sword in his hand flickered, and it became more violent, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, he was like a peerless god of war, and the sword pointed directly at Yelu Changsheng and clouds. His body stood majestic, his anger flew wild, and the momentum around him began to condense to the extreme.

And Yelu Changsheng also shot a solemn light in his eyes, his iron spear rose slightly, and the phantom of the dragon head condensed above the tip of the spear almost wanted to break free and go towards the secluded sky, his legs sank slightly one after the other, like a taut longbow. At the same time, he was also concentrating, he knew that the battle between them was nearing the end, and there must be a winner between them, the winner lived, and the loser died.

It seemed that only the two young men facing each other were left in the heavens and the earth, and the aura condensed on their bodies had reached an extreme, but they still stood still. The weapons in their hands trembled violently, and bursts of tearing tremors swept away from the weapons in their hands. The snowflakes all fell on them, but the snowflakes were still unaffected by their surging breath, as if the two of them were in another space under the snowflakes.

Everyone froze their breathing, and their eyes looked at the two people standing opposite each other without blinking, and their breath began to become a little low, and the snowflakes falling in the sky were falling faster and faster. In front of everyone's eyes, they were soon blinded by the snowflakes in the sky, and in addition to the white snowflakes in their eyes, there was the endless dark night. However, at this moment, they felt that the earth suddenly shook, and their souls also felt a tremble, and they all stared at the white snowflakes.

Soon, two powerful energies burst out from the endless snowflakes, and the phantom of the golden Buddha statue and the phantom of the world-like dragon head also appeared in the vast snowflakes. It's just that everyone can hear a roar coming from those two phantoms, and the roar that shook their eardrums into a roar, made them suddenly feel a kind of vertigo in their brains.

Clusters of snowflakes rolled up, but under the two giant phantoms, there were still vast pieces of snowflakes blocking everyone's sight. They didn't see the two figures hidden in the snowflakes, nor did they see the intertwining of the weapons in their hands, only the snowflakes that rolled up and scattered to hide all this, and they didn't see anything in front of them except the two phantoms that roared angrily.

At the moment when everyone was suspicious, the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be controlled by some force, and the snowflakes rolled up like a pile of cold air, and the white snowflakes froze at that moment, motionless. And the endless and gloomy night poured into the snowflakes like mercury, and the coldness began to shine out, and a suffocating and depressed breath instantly enveloped everyone's hearts, making everyone's hearts suddenly shake.

"Boom", and when everyone was frightened, a deafening loud sound sounded in everyone's ears, and then they were horrified to see that the snowflakes turned into countless snow arrows and went in all directions. The powerful aura condensed with a devastating power, centering on the snowflakes and shooting out towards the surroundings.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and they raised their blades one after another to protect themselves, but they didn't expect that the power of the snow arrows that shot out was beyond their expectations. The snow arrow struck at their blades, causing their arms to go numb, and the force of the impact sent them back several steps before they steadied themselves. And their frightened faces were finally certain, and they looked out over the vast snow cover.

The snowflakes dispersed, and finally two figures were revealed, the young man in the dark clothes was furious, and the sword in his right hand still maintained the movement of slashing forward, but his left shoulder was stabbed by the iron spear, and gurgling blood gushed out from his left shoulder. The iron spear was still resting on his left shoulder, and his left hand was clutching at the iron spear that had stabbed him in his left shoulder. Although he was stabbed in the left shoulder by the iron spear, the majestic body was immovable, and the proud body did not move at all.

On the other hand, Yelu Changsheng, holding the iron spear with both hands and maintaining the action of stabbing, his body sank slightly, and his legs stepped forward and backward. The rugged body was even more majestic, his eyes were shining brightly, he was also motionless, and the aura gushing out of his body collapsed to the extreme.

The ending seemed obvious, the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand was still one point shorter after all, and the iron spear in Yelu Changsheng's hand had the advantage of length, stabbing him in the left shoulder. Seeing this, the Khitan people who were watching breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of joy began to appear on their faces. Obviously, Yelu Chang won the victory, but Ling Tianyun was defeated. The winner lives, the loser dies, they are waiting for Ling Tianyun's final verdict.

Ye Yinfeng, who saw this situation in his eyes, frowned slightly, but his frowning brows quickly relaxed, and he saw the clue at a glance. He looked at Guo Huai'an, who was a little pale, only to see that Guo Huai'an's face showed despair, he seemed to have recognized Ling Tianyun's defeat, but his helpless gaze was full of concern, making Ye Yinfeng feel that Ling Tianyun was lucky to have such a friend, but he was not confident enough in Ling Tianyun.

A slight "click" sound came into everyone's ears, and the sound was very small and small, like the sound of an eggshell shattering. But the Khitan people who had a look of joy on their faces were stunned, because they saw Yelu Changsheng, who was holding the iron spear with both hands, suddenly his breath poured out like the water of a broken embankment, and the majestic aura around his body began to wilt in an instant, while Yelu Changsheng's face was flushed, and the stones under his feet began to crack.

"Poof", a stream of blood spurted out of Yelu Changsheng's mouth, his face immediately turned pale and bloodless, and his hands holding the iron spear immediately loosened. His body was crumbling, but he still struggled to hold on, he raised his head to look at the majestic figure, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

As Yelu Changsheng raised his head, everyone saw that there was a thin blood mark on Yelu Changsheng's eyebrows, and the blood mark ran from his forehead to his chin. The bright red blood stain was very thin and fine, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't find it. This discovery immediately made everyone take a breath of cold air, they didn't expect this ending to turn around too quickly, they thought that Ling Tianyun was injured and defeated, but they didn't expect that the final outcome was that Yelu Changsheng was slashed by Ling Tianyun, and the fierce and invincible sword penetrated into his skull.

Yelu Changsheng's body collapsed, and before he could say a word, he fell to the ground. As his body hit the ground heavily, the snowflakes in the sky condensed like a light dance, rising and falling around him. However, the rest of the Khitan people were heartbroken, they didn't expect that this Khitan prince who had endured for many years had not had time to make a splash, so he was killed by Ling Tianyun.

The general trend has gone, and everyone's hearts are full of sadness, and they watch the cold male figure gradually be slowly covered by the snowflakes dancing in the sky. For a while, it was very quiet, very silent, only the sound of the "rustling" snow falling, echoing in everyone's ears, the bloody smell began to condense, even if it was under the heavy snow, the bloody smell could not be covered, and the dazzling white began to condense in the eyes of everyone.

Ling Tianyun gently pulled down the iron spear that was stabbed on his left shoulder, and he sighed in his heart, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart about Yelu Changsheng's death. Yelu Changsheng is actually a stunning and outstanding young handsome, but his light is covered by Yelu Zongheng, and he can only live a bleak life. In Shuozhou, he thought he had seized a great opportunity and thought that he could make a splash, but he ended up dying under his own knife.

He gently put away the treasure knife in his hand, and he felt the treasure knife let out a trembling moan, almost with an illusion that he couldn't control. He didn't know why he had such an illusion in his heart, the Xingze Treasure Knife seemed to have a special magic power eroding, making him feel a faint palpitation. But this feeling will be very strong with the moment he holds the knife to kill, the knife drinks blood, angry, he knows that this refers to the negative emotions after killing, but he didn't expect that the treasure knife in his hand would have such magic.

The injury on his left shoulder had already been controlled by him, and after the Martial Cultivation Realm reached the Near-Heaven Realm, it was the first time he had fought with someone with the same realm. And he didn't expect that Yelu Changsheng's martial cultivation realm had also reached the near-heaven realm, he didn't know what realm Yelu Zongheng's martial cultivation realm had reached, maybe Yelu Zongheng's realm would improve faster. Killing a Jereh didn't mean much, and he knew he would face an even more formidable enemy.

The falling snowflakes poured down, and the east began to glow with a touch of fish belly white, Ling Tianyun looked at the east with a touch of fish belly white, he felt that the treasure knife in his hand seemed to be a little heavier. The blood was not dry, but the night was already bright, and after this night of tearing and killing, he also felt an endless fatigue rushing in. When he looked up, he saw the two faces of Guo Huai'an and Ye Yinfeng who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly his heart rose a touch that was a little warmer than the gorgeous sunshine shining in the winter cold.