"Yan Nantian..." Yao Yue looked at the man in front of her, a little excited, but also a little sad.

Once upon a time, the noble Yao Yue always believed that no man in the world was worthy of him. Until she met Yan Nantian, the world's greatest hero and the world's greatest sword. Only such a man could be worthy of her.

But the most terrible love in the world is wishful thinking. Yan Nantian doesn't think much about Yao Yue, he just regards him as a good friend of his.

Yao Yue is like a proud swan. How can she lower her head and ask the other person to love her? Since love cannot come true, let's turn it into hatred!

Even though Yan Nantian didn't do anything extraordinary, she regarded him as the most unfaithful person in the world. Well, Yan Nantian had another title of being the best in the world.

Yao Yue left his master's school and traveled around the world in the name of killing all those who betrayed his heart, causing a bloody storm. But unfortunately, no one could compete with Yao Yue, who had reached the top of his martial arts skills.

Yan Nantian looked at Yao Yue in front of him, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say and finally didn't say anything. Although he was the greatest hero in the world, he was actually a dull person. He understood Yao Yue's heart.

But his heart had long been given to martial arts.

He is a martial arts fanatic who devotes himself to martial arts and has never considered other things.

"Alas." Yao Yue sighed softly and grumbled, "Men are the worst offenders. The greatest hero in the world is no exception."

Yan Nantian held the sword in one hand and saluted with the other hand: "I owe you the wrong love of the Grand Palace Master. But Yan cannot repay it in this life, and can only do it again in the next life..."

Before he could finish speaking, he only felt a chill coming over him. Yan Nantian swung his sword to get rid of the chill. The cold energy hit the trees nearby and froze them into ice sculptures.

"Hiss!" The four evil villains who escaped from the trap on the side all took a breath of cold air, feeling that the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot.

"Is this the legendary Ice Palm?"

The eldest princess of Yihua Palace travels around the world. In addition to the unique martial arts of the ancient Flower God Seven Styles, she also has some terrifying moves. This Ice Palm is one of them. There are many "heartless people" in the world.

"He died under this palm.

The whole body of the person who is hit by this attack will be enveloped by the extremely cold Qi, so he cannot live or die. Slowly, his body becomes stiffer and stiffer, until he finally turns into an ice sculpture, breaks into pieces and dies.

Yan Nantian was not interested in Yao Yue, but he liked her martial arts. This palm was so powerful that Yan Nantian couldn't help but boast.

This time, Yao Yue became even more angry.

Yan Nantian refused to talk to her before, but now he finally said something nice, but he was commenting on her martial arts.

"Smelly man!" Yao Yue cursed secretly, then raised her hand and slapped her again.

Her Ice Palm was not taught by Yihua Palace, but was created by her. When Yao Yue was a child, by chance, she obtained the secret skill of Shenshui Palace, "Lancang Secret Manual", so the martial arts she practiced were eliminated.

In addition to the "Mingyu Divine Skill", which is the treasure of the Yihua Palace, he has also developed a unique skill, which is the Ice Palm.

Yan Nantian swung his sword again to offset the subsequent blow.

Yao Yue's martial arts are from yin to cold, but his swordsmanship and skills are completely opposite, from strong to yang. As for who can restrain whom, it depends on whose skill is deeper.

"Yan Nantian, since you escaped in the first place, why did you come back today?" Yao Yue asked with squinted eyes. But her hand did not stop, and she kept attacking Yan Nantian with her palm force.

Yan Nantian responded and explained: "Since you know they are innocent, why do you still kill them indiscriminately?"

Yao Yue smiled and said: "Innocent? How ridiculous. They just killed a few people, and the smell of blood on their bodies has not yet dissipated!"

"No, no. Brother Yan, what we just killed were some horse thieves." Li Dazui explained hurriedly.

Yan Nantian looked back and smiled, "Xiao Li? I believe you."

It turned out that Yan Nantian and Li Dazui had known each other for a long time.

"So, you are here for them?" Yaoyue pointed at Li Dazui and the other four people.

Yan Nantian nodded, "Yao Yue, stop it. During this period, enough people have died because of you and me in the world, so why do you have to commit so many sins?"

Yan Nantian's words just hit Yao Yue's pain point. Some of the people Yao Yue killed were indeed evil, but some of them were guilty of crimes that would not lead to death. What's more, Yao Yue herself was not right, and what qualifications did she have to make such a judgment?

The life and death of others?

It’s just that their martial arts skills are not as good as Yao Yue’s…

But when you go out to fool around, you always have to pay back. Yan Nantian is familiar with Buddhist scriptures, and he doesn't want Yao Yue to make mistakes again and again because of that incident.

"Hypocritical!" Yao Yue said coldly, "Yan Nantian, you don't need to pretend to be compassionate."

The cold air in Yao Yue's palm became stronger and stronger, covering her whole body in a layer of cold mist.

"Yan Nantian, don't be so sentimental. I didn't do all this because of you. It's just that those people deserve to die."

Yao Yue said, her cold eyes falling on Li Dazui and others, "Don't they deserve to die? You are in vain to be called the best hero in the world, but you are called your brother by these evil people."

Yan Nantian shook his head and said, "Yao Yue, you are wrong. Although they call themselves evil people, they are all pitiful people."

Yan Nantian pointed to the huge stone tablet outside the woods and said: "This is the Valley of the Evil Ones. A hundred years ago, when the sacred monk erected this stone tablet, he said that even the most heinous evildoers should be punished if they enter this valley.

A way to survive.”

"Yan Nantian!" Yao Yue's voice was two decibels too loud, "Don't pressure me with that old guy who died who knows where. The prohibition a hundred years ago was only for people a hundred years ago to abide by. Today

The martial arts world in our country is no longer what it used to be. I, Yao Yue, will take their lives tonight. If you have the ability, come and stop them."

Yan Nantian shook his head, and the sword in his hand flashed and was unsheathed with a "whoosh" sound. The four evil men standing behind him felt that the cold air around them was instantly dispelled, and the sword in his hand was as warm as a red sun.

"Pure Yang Infinity Sword!"

Li Dazui couldn't help but call out the name of this magic weapon, which is the Taoist supreme magic weapon Chunyang Wuji Sword. Yan Nantian is a man of martial arts, which can be said to be a practitioner of both Buddhism and Taoism. He possesses the supreme internal martial arts of Zen Buddhism——

The magic power of wedding clothes is why he can be called the best in the world.

If they were just competing for fists, Yao Yue and him would probably be on par. But Yan Nantian's strongest one was his sword.

Without a magic weapon, it would be difficult for Yan Nantian to exert his greatest strength. And this Pure Yang Wuji Sword is the nemesis of Yueyue Hanbing Palm!

"Yao Yue, stop it!" Yan Nantian said helplessly.

Yao Yue frowned, raised both palms together, and a burst of cold air shot out, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Yan Nantian wielded the Pure Yang Infinity Sword, and golden light shot out. In the dark forest, golden light and cold light intertwined, causing waves to rise. The surrounding trees fell down and cracked.

"Stay away!" The four villains shouted out in unison, retreating together.

With a "boom", two waves of true energy collided, and the ground suddenly exploded.

Yan Nantian's swordsmanship is extraordinary in terms of striking techniques, the tricks of twisting and twisting without leaving any trace, the rising and falling method of the sword style is unique, the method of taking care of the front and back is back to nature, and the speed of using the sword is like lightning.

When he fought back, his sword energy flew towards Yao Yue. The cold air from Yao Yue condensed into ice cones in the air and stabbed at Yan Nantian, but they were all knocked back by Yan Nantian's sword energy. When Yan Nantian's sword arrived,

In front of her, she no longer fought back.

Yan Nantian thrust forward with his sword, while Yao Yue stepped back. Their swords met and their eyes communicated.

There was a special emotion in Yao Yue's eyes, and she wanted to know if Yan Nantian would kill her.

Yan Nantian naturally understood that although he had no other intentions for Yao Yue, he could not bear to hurt her after all.

With this sword, Yan Nantian stopped three inches in front of her. The sword energy flew and chopped the surrounding trees into pieces, leaving only Yao Yue unscathed.

Yao Yue smiled and gently pinched the tip of his sword with her fingers.

"Yan Nantian, did you know?" Yao Yue smiled, "Kindness is actually your biggest weakness."

After saying that, Yao Yue's skin gradually became as transparent as jade, and Yan Nantian felt a strong attraction. Yao Yue's skill turned out to be like a magnet, firmly attracting his sword.

"Mingyu Gong!"

I saw that Yao Yue's face and skin became more and more transparent, and her whole body was like a beautiful woman shrouded in cold mist. Her hair turned white, and her whole body exuded endless cold air.

"Yan Nantian, I have already mastered the eighth level of Mingyu Gong, which is too great for forgetting love." Yao Yue still had a smile on her face, but her tone was so ruthless, like ice, covering up people's consciousness.

It's about to freeze.

"I have to say thank you so much. If it weren't for your ruthlessness, I wouldn't be able to truly achieve this goal. Thank you, Yan Nantian!" Yao Yue said, sucking her palm, and directly imprisoned Yan Nantian's sword.

Already.

She reached out and lightly brushed Yan Nantian's face. Yan Nantian stepped back to hide, but saw Yao Yue passing through him.

A burst of cold air spread, and the four villains who were hiding and watching the battle discovered that Yan Nantian's entire body had been frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Oops, Master Yan has lost!" Tu Jiaojiao said anxiously.

"Let's run!" Haha'er and Yin Jiuyou saw that the situation was not going well, so they rubbed oil on their feet and ran away.

Li Dazui stopped him and said, "Brother Yan took action to save us. If we leave like this, wouldn't we be ungrateful?"

Tu Jiaojiao said: "Big Mouth, we can't even protect ourselves. Let's run for our lives first! It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years."

But no matter how much Tu Jiaojiao tried to persuade him, he refused to move. At this moment, he heard a "boom" and the ice sculpture suddenly exploded.

The Pure Yang Wuji Sword in Yan Nantian's hand exuded a hot aura, and when it met the cold air around him, smoke filled his body.

Yan Nantian pinched a fragment of ice and threw it directly at Yao Yue. Yao Yue dodged the blow with a slight dodge.

The strongest part of Mingyu's magical skill is the body technique. The so-called holding but not spitting out means that you can anticipate the enemy's opportunity and move your body like a phoenix to move flowers and jade. Yao Yue has practiced Mingyu's magical skill to the eighth level, and is only one step away from the highest level.

. All the powerful offensives can be turned into nothingness. You are invincible in the world and you deserve to be worthy of it.

After missing a single hit, Yan Nantian grabbed a large handful of broken ice and threw it again. Ice weapons were flying all over the sky.

Yao Yue dodged one by one, but when the last one came, it was already close to her cheek.

Yaoyue stretched out her hand to catch the piece, and the cold air emanated from her fingers, freezing the ice directly. But she didn't expect that there was a leaf in the ice.

Although it was just a small leaf, it contained Yan Nantian's pure Yang internal energy. This leaf passed through her body-protecting Qi, and with a "chi" sound, bright red blood flowed out, and Yao Yue's immortal and demonic body suffered.
To be continued...