Chapter 190: Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword Eight

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The cold aura flew all over the sky, and the young man who wanted to fight for the sky roared like a beast, and in every inch, the strong aura of the tide surged out, and several degrees of blood and light were like gorgeous, and the dark qi was domineering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Tianyun was like the beast that wanted to break free from the cage, his eyes widened with rage, his hair flew wildly, and the big knife in his hand propped up a sky-shattering aura and headed towards the sky.

Yelu Wuji was the one who laid down the iron wall like a cage, and the powerful momentum he exuded from his body surged towards the young man on the opposite side like a tide, and the monstrous suppressive aura was like a wave, wave after wave.

And the people standing around didn't feel the predicament of the young man who stood tall and looked up to the sky and roared, and that roar made their brains chaotic, even Feng Yu Xiu and Tan Zhentian were also disturbed a lot. Not to mention the others, they only felt a whine in their ears, and then they couldn't hear anything for a moment, and then the buzzing in their minds kept circling, making their faces pale with shock.

The roar was like thunder, and the breath was like a wave, one wanted to be a dragon that rushed away, and the other exuded a heavenly prison that was pressed wildly.

With Ling Tianyun's roar, the dull suffocating feeling in his chest suddenly lightened a lot. A burst of pleasure spread all over his body, and the true qi in his body once again turned into a stream of water flowing through his whole body, and he knew that he had broken through a new critical point under the suppression of Yelu Wuji's unintentional momentum, and he was one point closer to the late stage of the inner strength realm.

And the extremely charming man stopped, he just tried it slightly, giving the young man a kind of trapped beast-like suppression, but he didn't expect that the other party would break through to a new critical point. If he continued like this, it was very likely that the other party's cultivation would reach a new realm with the help of his suppression.

Yelu Wuji stopped the suppression of Ling Tianyun by the leaking aura, he stopped his steps, and looked at the high-spirited young man, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. There was always a thought flickering in his mind, that is, while the boy had not grown up, he had to get rid of the other party as soon as possible.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and he finally gave up this plan, because he felt a powerful aura coming from far and near, slowly towards the Feng family.

That breath was so unfamiliar, but incomparably powerful, that his heart couldn't help but tremble, and a battle intent that he had never felt before burned like wildfire, becoming more and more vigorous.

Ling Tianyun's determined eyes shot a clear essence, and he felt that the bewitching man in red had suddenly had a fierce killing intent towards him. But what surprised him was that the other party put away this killing intent again, and he also felt that the other party's aura had been transferred from his body. Although the other party still looked at him, his expression and aura told him that this extremely charming man seemed to have discovered something.

The people in the courtyard of the Feng family only had no change in the group of more than ten Khitan warriors who came with Yelu Wuji, they stood behind Yelu Wuji like a stone statue, and the expressions on their faces did not change at all, they were all calm like a pool of stagnant water, as if what happened in the courtyard of the Feng family had nothing to do with them.

In addition to the enemy people, the rest are the people of the Feng family, and they still have a nervous aura on their faces. The first thing to feel was that there was a difference in the aura, of course, it was Feng Yuxiu and Tan Zhenkun, the two old men, and when Yelu Wuji exuded a different aura, they had already noticed it.

Just when everyone was in doubt, suddenly, a powerful and incomparable aura came into the air.

The powerful aura that came from the sky felt like a cold and cold snowfly on a sunny day in June, and this cold and frosty aura suddenly appeared, so that everyone was caught off guard, but they could not judge their friend or foe. Everyone's faces changed again, such a powerful aura, only the bewitching Yelu Wuji present could match it.

And Ling Tianyun found that the bewitching man opposite him didn't have any movements or expressions, but his intuition told him that the other party was gathering energy at the moment, and it wasn't very relaxed. And he also felt that incomparably powerful aura with a cold breath, it was a cold air like freezing the sky.

For this upcoming uninvited guest, in addition to the solemn and jealous expressions on everyone's faces, there were more deep doubts. They didn't understand why someone would come to this house at this time, and there were all kinds of speculations in the hearts of everyone about this uninvited guest.

And Feng Yuxiu's face became even more weird, he didn't expect that at this time, in addition to Yelu Wuji leading people to the Feng family, there would be people coming, and he felt that this unique aura should be a person. But this aura was something he felt unfamiliar, and there was no one among his friends or enemies who had such a unique aura.

And the same is true of Tan Zhenkun beside him, his expression is solemn and has a strong fear of this breath, as if he doesn't know the person who exudes this cold and piercing aura.

"Crunch", just when everyone was speculating, the gate of the closed courtyard automatically opened, and with a cold and icy breath from the door to the courtyard, it instantly permeated the entire courtyard of the Feng family.

This icy chill shrouded them, and everyone only felt that they were in the cold winter season of ice and snow, and the cold meaning made everyone shiver, and they couldn't help but hurriedly resist it.

In the courtyard of the Feng family, only the two old men and Yelu Wuji were not affected in any way, their martial arts realm had reached a certain level, and they were not afraid of this chill. Secondly, Ling Tianyun and the current head of the Feng family could not break the seal, although they felt the slightest chill, this chill did not have much impact on them. Again, it was the group of Khitan warriors brought by Yelu Wuji, they stood still like sculptures, and the cold air had already spread over them, forming a thin layer of silver frost on their bodies.

The cold breath rolled in, becoming more and more intense, and everyone only felt that the chill had a feeling of freezing to the bottom of their hearts, and the chill was pervasive, but they did not see the appearance of the person who exuded the chill breath. Then, everyone only felt that their noses were filled with a faint smell of blood, and the faint smell of blood only appeared for a moment, and was quickly covered by the bone-chilling coldness.

The first of them was the enchanting man in red, his face became very ugly, and he already knew what was happening outside.

Everyone was silent, there was silence, and the oblique winter sun was no longer so dazzling.

The cold chill turned into an apocalyptic momentum and spread straight across the entire courtyard, making the courtyard covered with a thin layer of silver frost, which was shining like a white color.

There was another neighing of horses, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and soon disappeared from everyone's ears.

Ling Tianyun obviously saw that the bewitching man's face had become ugly, and Tie Qing's face looked extremely hideous and terrifying. And the dozen or so Khitan warriors standing majestically not far behind him looked like water, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with them.

The stronger the chill, the more a thin layer of silver frost covered the courtyard of the Feng family, which looked particularly gorgeous and dazzling under the bright sun.

I saw a person walk in from outside the gate of the courtyard of the family, and when everyone saw the person clearly, they couldn't help but breathe, and their bodies were filled with a cold meaning that even their souls trembled.

The man slowly entered the courtyard of this family, his slow feet as if he had stepped through a hundred years of light, lingering around him, in addition to the cold as ice, but also the eternal and lonely temperament.

Dressed in white, his eyes were as cold as ice, and everyone felt a bang in their brains, and they suddenly felt that their souls were about to leave their bodies, and their trembling souls were cold.

In addition to the white clothes, the man also had hair as white as silver frost, his slightly thin face was as delicate and flawless as a crown of jade, and his ape-like posture revealed a majestic temperament. It is a kind of sharp and sharp temperament that only swordsmen have, and there is also a great forbearance-like atmosphere that swordsmen can endure that ordinary people can't endure.

What he held in his hand was a sword with a simple scabbard, and the sharp aura of the blade leaked out from the quaint scabbard, making people feel palpitations.

The man's eyes swept away, swept away from everyone's bodies, and finally fixed his gaze on the bewitching man in red, and his cold gaze was just right on the pair of evil and boundless eyes.

"It's him." Feng Yuxiu and Tan Zhenkun thought of this person's identity at the same time, and their eyes showed a puzzled light, they didn't understand why this person appeared in this Feng family's courtyard. The Feng family has never had anything to do with this person, neither grudge nor hatred, and of course there is no kindness or friendship.

But everyone's eyes never took off this man's body, and they were deeply attracted by this cold-souled white-clothed swordsman. The man's arrogant aura was majestic, but there was a sharp momentum like piercing the dome in the majesty.

Ling Tianyun was interested in the man's silver-white sideburns, and he saw in that person's eyes a deep and eternal vicissitudes of life, and those eyes that could penetrate other people's hearts had to go through what kind of past it would take to achieve his helpless emotion of seeing through life and death.

The other party is only about thirty years old, with sideburns as white as snow, deep eyes like ancient wells, and a sharp body like a sword.

Ling Tianyun remembered the story that the thief old man who pretended to be the shopkeeper told him when he was in Baishi Town, and the protagonist of that story was so similar to the white-haired swordsman in front of him at this time. He couldn't help but suddenly think, could it really be that person, he secretly wondered in his heart.

The man was dressed in white, showing a proud and detached temperament, and the vicissitudes of life revealed an endless loneliness of sadness, and his eyes were cold and arrogant like frost staring at the man in red.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, one was as cold as a cold gaze, the other was as evil as a demonic aura, one was white and the other was red. Judging from their appearance, these two people have their own merits, and the white-clothed swordsman has a jade face, delicate and flawless, showing the elegant style of the Han people. The man in red, on the other hand, had a face like a knife, with a clear contour like a delicate and flawless stone carving, and his tall nose bridge showed the fierce aura of an alien race.

These two are the dragons among the people, and they are outstanding in talent, but they meet in this remote Daizhou city. One is a white-clothed swordsman who is as elegant as snow, while the other is a demonic master who is as red as fire.

"Zhang Xiaofeng, the sword god of the Eastern Regions, legend has it that Your Excellency has sharpened a sword for ten years, and the sword has broken through the sky." The red-clothed bewitching Yelu Wuji groaned in a deep voice, and the shallow whisper revealed the identity of the white-clothed swordsman who was as elegant as snow, "Your Excellency has never asked about martial arts, but today you came to this remote Daizhou City alone, could it be that Your Excellency also took a fancy to this family thing?" ”

"Entrusted by the deceased, protect the whole family." The white-clothed swordsman who was proud of the snow cherished his words like gold, and he said these words coldly and then stopped speaking.

"The white clothes are better than the snow, and the sword is like a flying immortal. Sure enough, it is better to be famous than to meet, Your Excellency is indeed worthy of the title of the Sword God of the Eastern Regions. But I don't know who your lord is entrusted with, why do you want to protect the whole family, is it just a sword in your hand? Yelu Wuji said in a deep voice without hurrying, and his evil eyes began to glow with a spark-like luster, getting thicker and thicker.

However, the white-clothed swordsman with a light and breezy posture was still as cold as snow, and only three words came out of his mouth: "Wind Love Knife." ”

These three words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, making everyone's expressions lift, and they finally knew that this white-clothed swordsman was a friend and not an enemy, and it was enough for them to know this.

A generation of Central Plains Sword Saints, a sword god in the Eastern Regions, and one is the first master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Shen Zhongxia, plus the first master of the country of Western Shu, Gongzi Ming, the first master of the Northern Khitan Kingdom, the world's first master, is invincible, these five people are known as the five peerless masters in today's martial arts. And except for the battle between the Central Plains Sword Saint and the Khitan Great Master Wanyan Invincible a year ago, there is no rumor of any friendship and competition between these five people.

"Hahaha, what a righteous and cloudy wind love knife, but it can make a generation of sword gods not hesitate to rush to this remote Daizhou City." Yelu Wuji let out a long laugh, and a strange sound came out of his mouth, which made everyone feel very uncomfortable when they heard it.

And Ling Tianyun's heart was even more shocked, that Feng Liandao was a figure he had always admired, and he had always aimed at Feng Liandao, hoping that one day he would be able to see this world-famous generation of heroes.