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Shrouded in a red light, rippling in bursts of joyful atmosphere, if the great imperial capital Bianliang can be seen everywhere there are many people, those happy faces staggered under the lights, those vigorous steps on the flat street, and those people of the Great Zhou Kingdom whose hearts are full of incomparably proud and surging atmosphere. All this, in this imperial capital, the hearts of the people of the Great Zhou are filled with a rare joy.

However, no one knew that under the shadow of the lights of the imperial capital, in an ordinary but incomparably quiet alley, the people of the Great Zhou Kingdom did not expect that their emperor was facing a life-and-death catastrophe. They didn't know that the Khitan Kingdom, the natural enemy of the Great Zhou Kingdom, had sent martial arts masters to lurk in this Bianliang City, and they didn't know that in this imperial capital, a strange and changing storm was brewing.

The gloomy darkness galloped with endless terrifying killing intent, and the awe-inspiring blade roared from top to bottom, roaring from above.

Yelu Wuji's eyebrows furrowed, he didn't expect the two young men to grasp the opportunity so accurately, especially the dark sword shadow like a maggot attached to the bones, which made his heart throb. All he could see was the tip of the sword, which locked his chest with a little glow like a burst of darkness, and no matter how he swung around, his sword stabbed like a shadow.

Ling Tianyun's eyes were filled with a little bit of blood-red like a man, and that bit of blood-red thing began to slowly spread in his pupils. And his raised Xingze Treasure Knife let out a long roar like a dragon's groan, and the brilliance on the knife rose even more, making his tense muscles tremble.

Yelu Wuji was a master of the masters after all, the back of his head was like a pair of eyes, his body was slightly wrong, and a fierce wind like a cut slashed down from his right shoulder. He escaped Ling Tianyun's all-out blow, but as his body staggered.

The iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand arrived instantly, and with a 'grabbing' sound, the red sword in Yelu Wuji's hand once again shone brightly, and he had already caught the trajectory of the iron sword and blocked it in his chest in advance. A huge force of recoil shook his right hand holding the sword.

The dark light in his hand turned again, and Ye Yinfeng secretly exclaimed a pity, the iron sword has no edge and no blade, if it is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, I am afraid that Yelu Wuji will definitely suffer a lot of injuries. True Qi burst out from the iron sword, Ye Yinfeng flipped up with his backhand, and the iron sword turned into a dark night light and cut off Yelu Wuji's arm.

With a "hiss", the sleeve on Yelu Wuji's arm was cut by Ye Yinfeng's backhand, and he didn't have time to react. Behind him, an even more amazing aura swooped in, and his heart suddenly became angry, and a ghostly red light like a demon burst out from the long sword in his hand, and the demonic light rose stronger and stronger, and suddenly, the ghostly light turned into a dazzling strong light, and with the mutation of the demonic red long sword, Yelu Wuji backhanded a sword.

"Zheng" The sword struck the Xingze Treasure Knife in Ling Tianyun's hand, and suddenly, the huge counterattack force from the treasure knife immediately reversed Ling Tianyun.

Ling Tianyun's body rolled in the air a few times before it fell embarrassmently, and his right hand holding the sword was even more cracked, and traces of blood flowed from the tiger's mouth in his right hand. And his right hand trembled, the tip of the knife pointed downward, and the majestic body stood majestically, and his face was full of incomparably tenacious fortitude.

Ye Yinfeng held an iron sword and stood proudly on the other side of Yelu Wuji, and the two of them sandwiched that Yelu Wuji in the center. There wasn't much expression on their faces, but the hands they held their weapons were already shaking, and their undulating chests were steaming hot.

Yelu Wuji's eyes once again condensed a thick sense of vigilance, he didn't expect that these two young teenagers were so difficult to deal with, and they almost gave themselves a fatal attack. Looking at the two faces that had not long since faded from childishness, they were also young but extremely tenacious and resolute, and Yelu Wuji had an indescribable sense of melancholy in his heart. He used to be the same, the capital of the sky, the pride of the sky, but his brilliance was covered up by another person, and that person was the invincible master of the current Khitan power.

"These two people must be removed, otherwise it will be a great disaster for the Khitan." Yelu Wuji couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, for the genius boy of the enemy country, he only has one word, and that is to kill. Now, he has met two peerless geniuses, who are less than the age of a weak crown, but they are inextricably separated from the second master of the Khitan, and they have no distinction between victory and defeat. In fact, the victory and defeat had already been divided, but Yelu Wuji's single-minded decision to kill Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng made him resentful in his heart. If these two teenagers are allowed to grow up, they may not become the second Fengliandao or Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Good, good, you've succeeded in provoking this seat." With an endless terrifying aura in his cold eyes, the demon red sword in Yelu Wuji's hand was raised, and he said fiercely to the two people who were standing on either side of him. The faint and quiet voice echoed in the courtyard for a long time.

Ling Tianyun forcibly pressed the hot blood qi in his chest and did not spurt out, and the determined light in his eyes was like two blades that killed the heavens and the earth. Raising his right hand slightly, he didn't know that the bundle of hair on the back of his head was already flying like a mess, flying wildly in the cold wind of the night. The sword was raised again, but the tip of the knife was aimed at the strange man in red. A sky-high battle intent shot out from his body, and the breath that rolled like a wave gushed out, he was the god of war who conquered the world and looked down on all beings, his eyes were red, and he turned into the mad demon who killed the heavens and the earth.

Ye Yinfeng sighed secretly in his heart, the iron sword in his hand was bladeless, and he could no longer pose any threat to the man in red. Since Ling Tianyun was going to fight, he gave up his life to accompany the gentleman. He Ye Yinfeng is not greedy for life and afraid of death, he has his own dignity, the sword in his hand cannot be bent, and he is the same, people are like swords, swords are like people.

The roaring Tai Halal Qi in his body did not decrease because of this tragic killing, on the contrary, the True Yuan Qi around him collided with the pure and Yang-like True Yuan Qi together, and some subtle resonances suddenly occurred, causing the True Qi in his body to continue to surge out from the three tiny small planets in his dantian. The whole body was filled with endless true yuan, and the depressed blood qi in his chest also faded a lot.

The three of them stood still, the gradually rising aura on their bodies became stronger and stronger, and the man in the demonic red dress was filled with an incomparably terrifying demonic aura. And the bodies of the pair of young men on both sides of him also erupted with bursts of earth-shattering transcendence, they formed a strange horn, and the rising aura instantly dispelled the brilliant starlight and silvery moonlight.

Zhao Kuangyin and Chai Rong looked at all this, and they were even more anxious in their hearts, but he couldn't interfere for half a point, after all, this was beyond their ability. They wanted to help, but they couldn't do it, and now there is no way to break the deadlock. They can only wait and see, hoping that the two teenagers can perform miracles again.

Xiao Tianye's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his face was even more unwilling, these two teenagers who were younger than him had incomparably extraordinary combat power. And he thought that he was a genius, and he was not weaker than any person of the same age in the Han people, but now that he saw such a scene, it made him feel a strong sense of jealousy. His heart couldn't help but tear up, all this didn't seem to be real, what he saw was just a fantasy.

Ye Yinfeng's body was swept together, and his dusty figure swept up again, and at the moment when his body just swept up, he had already inserted the iron sword in his hand into his back with his backhand. His actions immediately caught the attention of Yelu Wuji and the others. Abandon the sword and not use it, such an abnormal behavior made Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin frightened in their hearts, they really couldn't understand why Ye Yinfeng would abandon the sword and not use it, did he still want to use a pair of fleshy palms to compete with Na Yelu Wuji.

Ling Tianyun's face was calm, out of trust in Ye Yinfeng, he knew that the other party did not mean to do so, but that the other party also brought a more suitable weapon. He never thought that the other party would escape from the battle, although he and the other party only met in Pingshui, and the two of them almost made a big move, but Ling Tianyun's intuition told him that the other party was not that kind of person.

Quickly stepping on the footwork of 'Seven Stars Chasing the Moon', Ye Yinfeng's body was like a swallow, and he approached Yelu Wuji like a shadow in this quiet night. A trace of calm flashed in his eyes, there was nothing else in his hands, and a pair of slender palms appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost", Xiao Tianye said disdainfully when he saw this, his gaze stayed on Ye Yinfeng's body, he didn't believe that this young man looked two or three years younger than him, why could he have such a strong cultivation.

As soon as the momentum rose, the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand was raised again, and his blood flew sideways, and his body immediately rushed straight towards Yelu Wuji, but it was a more powerful and domineering sword that swept in.

The blood light reappeared, and the dazzling red light was like the most evil and evil thing in the world, and Yelu Wuji's body suddenly swirled with a dizzying light. He had already increased his momentum to the extreme, and he decided to kill the two teenagers by his sword first. Even if he escaped Chai Rong and Zhao Kuangyin, he would not hesitate to do anything.

"Zheng", a dazzling golden brilliance rose from Ye Yinfeng's hand, but he saw that he didn't know when there was a long sword glowing with holy golden light in his hand, the sword was shorter and thinner than an ordinary sword, but the sword was surrounded by a smearing golden light. The sword was a soft sword, and the sword swung in the air, and the piercing sound of breaking through the air was as strong as the meteor shooting down.

"Linglong Valley's Zhengu Sword 'Linglong Panyu Sword'", Yelu Wuji is a generation of grandmasters after all, he saw the origin of this sword at a glance, and he looked at the blue-clothed young man with a sword in his eyes with a touch of jealousy. And his heart set off layers of turbulent waves, he didn't expect this young man's origin to be so powerful.

"You're a little insightful." As soon as Ye Yinfeng finished speaking, the figure had already rushed to Yelu Wuji's side, but what came down was the layers of sword flowers like river waves and sea waves, and there were wisps of sharp drizzle like blades hidden in the sword flowers, but it was a new set of swordsmanship that Ye Yinfeng had figured out through these days, and he called this set of swords 'Huanhua Washing Sword'. This set of swordsmanship is only this sword that can be unleashed, it is a set of swordsmanship that is soft and rigid, and it is also realized in reference to the large number of sword scores he obtained.

The golden halo swirled around Ye Yinfeng, and the colorful sword flowers were pulled out of his hand and surged towards Nayelu Wuji. On the other side, the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand was even more imposing, and an imperceptible sword suddenly condensed from the knife, but it was a sword qi transformation.

No one knew that when an earth-shattering tear was taking place in this secluded courtyard, there were two figures standing quietly on top of the brightly lit tall building watching all this.

A middle-aged man in cloth clothes with a slightly bruised face embedded in a pair of deep sea-like eyes, his eyes are very distinctive, making it difficult to forget at a glance. Next to this ordinary middle-aged man stood a middle-aged man in a robe, with a majestic body, a face as delicate as a carving, and a pair of clear and desireless eyes on the bridge of his nose. Both men had a detached aura on their bodies, as if they didn't belong to this world, and if anyone were here, they would definitely recognize their identity. The ordinary middle-aged man is the Central Plains Sword Shengfeng Love Knife, and the man in the robe is the invincible face of the current Khitan great master.