The wind and cold swept the warm spring into the cold breath, and the concentrating composure rolled into the gloomy dry pavilion. Ning Bugui's eyes were certain, and a somewhat strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, whether it was surprise or incomprehensible, but in fact, it was still admiration.

Yuwen Bufan's pure face did not have any expression, he neither dodged, nor did he shoot, he did not see any movement, and his whole person seemed to be frozen. A ghostly aura roared from all around him, and a little terror in his eyes kept converging.

The knife that Ling Tianyun slashed with might gathered the condensed strength of his whole body, and all the strength in his waist was concentrated on that sword. The condensed cold was split, and the momentum was like a wild dragon, roaring away. The point turned into a ghostly light like a star, it was the bladeless sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand, but at one point, it was through the power of Qianjun, and the fluttering figure had a bit of leisurely temperament.

"Hum", an inaudible sound came into Ling Tianyun's ears, and immediately, the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand was like a cleaved on a ball of cotton. The whistling blade rolled up and tore the earth with a momentum that paused after the faint sound.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes froze, and he clearly saw that a filament thinner than the spring rain was rolling towards the treasure knife that Ling Tianyun slashed down like a poisonous snake from Yuwen Bufan's hand. If it weren't for his extremely good eyesight, he really wouldn't be able to see the filament in Yuwen Bufan's hand.

Ling Tianyun only felt that his right hand sank, and an extremely strange force reverberated from the treasure sword. He knew that it was his own strong strength that shook up, and almost all of his strength reverberated from the sword. It made his right hand feel a tearing pain, but he still used his true qi to suppress the force of the shock.

Knowing the other party's strange weapon, Ye Yinfeng shook his right hand, and the seven-star footwork under his feet was exerted to the extreme, and his figure in the air moved abruptly.

The Bladeless Sword changed direction again, and the dark iron sword hissed and teared in the air, stabbing towards the gap between Yuwen Bufan and Ling Tianyun like an arrow of dawn. The true yuan in Ye Yinfeng's body turned, and the vitality gathered in that sword was integrated a little.

"Zheng", a slight sound, and then, Ye Yinfeng's ears came with a sound of rapid energy breaking through the air,

He clearly saw that the filament thread in Yuwen Bufan's hand was only lightly pierced by his bladeless sword like a long bow of a full moon, and then the filament instantly returned to a straight line. And the strength of his stabbing away was shocked back by the long line.

As soon as his figure fell, Ye Yinfeng only felt a shock in his hand, and he took a step back sharply to remove the strength of the other party's backshock. The body must have raised his eyebrows, and he raised the bladeless sword in his hand, and a majestic aura rose from his body, and his body was stretched like a sword out of the sheath.

With the help of Ye Yinfeng's sword, Ling Tianyun unloaded the power of the shock, twisted the treasure knife in his hand, and retreated. Standing up, he also saw the thin silk thread in Yuwen Bufan's hand. Although a little doubt flashed in his mind, he still didn't show it, there was only one filament in the other party's hand, and its hard strength was extraordinary, and the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand was actually not cut.

Yuwen Bufan's feet were wrong, the thin thread in his hand had long since disappeared, and the cracks on the stone pillar behind him were even thicker, and a few pieces of broken stone fell off from the stone pillar like a peel. Dense cracks poured up from the base of the stone pillar, and the cracked lines gradually became conspicuous.

I don't know why, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng both thought of the scene of Feng Liandao arresting people in the air that night, and finally they also knew that it was just a trick made by the old thief. But the world-shattering assassin in front of him didn't play any tricks.

The weapon in the opponent's hand is strange and impermanent, and the long line is transparent and invisible, and it can be detected if you are not careful. Moreover, the opponent's weapon was not afraid of the slashing of Ling Tianyun Xingze's treasure knife, but he didn't know what material it was made of.

The opponent's martial arts cultivation realm is obviously more than one realm higher than them, and the weapons in the opponent's hands are strange and unpredictable, and the balance of victory and defeat has long fallen to Yuwen Bufan. They didn't even have the slightest chance of winning, and they didn't know how long the long silk thread in the other party's hand was, and it was unlikely that they would escape if they wanted to.

"I didn't expect you to have such cooperation, but it was an accident from a certain family." Yuwen Bufan still had a calm face, and there was nothing unusual in his pure face. He stretched out his hands, but the joints of his fingers were covered with a thick layer of calluses.

"Yes, I didn't expect that our two unknown little people would actually dispatch the top killers in the Heaven Piercing Alliance. But I don't know how much silver taels are worth the heads of the two of us, it should be more than 10,000 taels. Ling Tianyun's slightly trembling right hand tightly grasped the treasure knife in his hand, and there was a bit of playfulness in his tone. It's just that he knows very well in his heart what kind of powerful enemy he and Ye Yinfeng are facing, and they will never be able to win as lucky as last time.

"Nothing more, nothing less, as long as you cut off the heads of the two of you, you will know if you get the bounty."

"For a long time, Ye Mou has always been the target of your Piercing Heaven Alliance, and today it seems that the two of us have become the target of the Piercing Heaven Alliance. It's just that I'm very curious, could it be that your Heavenly Piercing Alliance is also interested in the rumored 'Jade of the Apocalypse' in the rivers and lakes? You believe in those ethereal rumors, and if you want to find clues to the 'Jade of Apocalypse' from the two of us, then you will be disappointed. ”

Ye Yinfeng has been in the pursuit, from the tragic changes in the Ye family, to his experience along the way, and those killers in Jiangzhou City. He didn't know what great secrets he was hiding, and he couldn't understand why everyone associated him with the 'Jade of the Apocalypse'.

"For a killer, the silver two are the most important thing, and as for the ethereal martial arts to break through the sky, I haven't even thought about it. That kind of life on the tip of a knife, there is nothing real to come from silver. You're not a killer, where do you understand the bitterness of being a killer. What 'Jade of the Apocalypse' and Wang Tu's hegemony are far from the happiness and pleasure that a tael of silver can bring. ”

Ye Yinfeng was stunned, he didn't expect Yuwen Bufan to have such a remark, it seems that this remark can be said to be reasonable, but he doesn't understand why he has been chased and killed by the killers of the Assassin Heaven Alliance, and he has not stopped. Except in the imperial capital of Bianliang City, there was no entanglement of the killers of the Assassin Heaven Alliance, he once thought that he was forgotten by the Assassin Heaven Alliance, but unexpectedly out of the imperial capital, the killer of the Assassin Heaven Alliance appeared again, and the martial arts realm was getting higher and higher, so high that he had a feeling of being a high mountain.

And this time, the other party's seemingly bull-headed answer gave him a hint, as if there was more than one person or more than one kind of person who wanted his life. And the Yuwen Bufan in front of him didn't seem to be here for the legendary 'Jade of the Apocalypse', but directly for the honorarium.

Ling Tianyun was also very puzzled, he came out of Baishui Pass, and met the killers of the Assassin Heaven Alliance along the way, but all of this had nothing to do with him. He knew that Guo Huai'an, as well as Yelu Zongheng, the third prince of the Khitan, had also been assassinated by the Assassin Heaven Alliance, but he had never experienced the pursuit of the Assassin Heaven Alliance. In addition to the Khitan, the enemies he made also included the Zhong family of the Northern Han Dynasty, if they issued a mission to ask the killers of the Heavenly Alliance to dispatch, but why did Yuwen Bufan leave the two of them.

"Hey, you guys can't fight yet, it's going to rain." Ning Bugui, who had the figure out of the pavilion, saw that they had stopped moving, but they started talking, and shouted impatiently.

The three people inside the dry pavilion ignored the people outside the pavilion, they secretly gathered their breath and condensed their true essence for the next battle.

"The killer is also a martial cultivator, and the realm of the Broken Void is what every martial cultivator dreams of. Is your pursuit so low, and a killer like you is too unpursued? Ling Tianyun said very strangely.

"Well, there's too much nonsense, I forgot to tell you that if you are stopped here this time, the mission will be completed. Shouldn't you be happy, after all, it won't cost you your life? ”

Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were shocked, they didn't expect such a development again. Sending a killer of the Assassin Heaven Alliance was to stop them from going north, but the killer had no intention of killing them, could there be any bigger conspiracy in the north, they couldn't help but churn in their hearts.

However, just as Yuwen Bufan made a move, the sky outside the withered pavilion suddenly drizzled again, and the silk rain came like spring sorrow, but there was no way to go. The spring warmth came with a chill, and a layer of misty white fog began to shroud the surroundings.

"It looks like you don't have to fight, the sky has to keep people, and no one can leave." Ning Bugui returned to the dry pavilion without any image, still holding the jar of wine in his hand.

At the peak of the lonely rock, the dead trees burst with green new shoots, and the spring rain slid over the new shoots, leaving a tear-like trace. And on the side of the Taihang Mountain, Yelu Wuji's face was gloomy, and he stood alone under the spring rain, ignoring the rain mixed with the slightest cold.

Perhaps the chill brought by the spring rain was far less than the chill in his heart, because his eyes began to condense a layer of terrifying light, which was a little colder than the 10,000-year-old crystal ice. A bloodthirsty red robe hunted in the rain, and the rain splashed on the lonely peak, and the wind blew.

"Spring wants to break the soul, where not to meet. Ling Tianyun, Taihang Mountain is where you are buried. The cold color on his face flickered and disappeared, and then, his figure merged with the spring rain, that is, the crimson robe was conspicuous again, and under the shadow of the lonely peak, who could see clearly.

"Yes, people don't keep people, they have their own intentions, and the spring is constantly soulful, but they are melancholy. There's no way, I can't fight. Ning Bugui looked at himself with a self-deprecating expression, and he found a place to sit down in this dry pavilion with a big grin.

Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng didn't move, because the good-looking man didn't move either, they confronted each other like this, as if the spring rain outside the pavilion had nothing to do with them.