The snow-covered world is boundless with white snow. Under the rays of the setting sun in the west, it reflects yellowish light and dim shadows.

They were two people standing opposite each other, looking at each other, with their fighting spirit restrained and on the verge of breaking out.

The battle between Emperor Jian Guchen and Ji Wuxia has not yet begun in this silence.

Lin Chongyang, who was watching from the outside, bent down and picked up a handful of snow in the snow, rolled it into a snowball, curled his mouth, and threw it out.

The snowball drew an arc, fell between the two people inside, and scattered on the snow after impact.

The snowflakes scattered sideways, and there was a sound of falling snow. In an instant, the silence was broken.

It is also--

The battle begins!

Before the blade of the sword moved behind his back, Huang Jian Guchen let out a light shout, and his movement technique had already moved. The snowflakes scattered by the broken snowball had not yet fallen to the ground. The person had already arrived in front of Ji Wuxia. With a movement of the sword finger in his right hand, the condensed essence was already attached to him.

, as a stab with a sword.

Turning his head and body half-tilt, his snow-stained hair swung three thousand times, Ji Wuxia turned to the left to avoid the sword finger, raised his right hand to strike away Huang Jian Guchen's arm, then turned around and used his left hand to punch the opponent's heart.

However, Huang Jian Guchen, who took advantage of the force and took half a step back, was already prepared. His left hand turned into a claw to block his chest, and the sword finger of his right hand stabbed between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ji Wuxia bent backwards, flipped when he had time, and kicked his opponent with his legs like a bow. He also used the force to flip and land backwards.

But at the moment of landing, Huang Jian Guchen, who blocked the kick with both hands, turned his sword fingers again and activated his true energy. Several sword energy burst through the air and tore through the snow.

Ji Wuxia, who had just landed, hurriedly resisted and dodged, but finally the sword energy broke through and cut several cuts on his clothes.

The confrontation was at a disadvantage for a moment. At the moment when the sword energy dissipated, Kuai Xue Shiqing narrowed his eyes and raised his brows, but he was invigorating his energy. In an instant, the cold wind moved, the snow waves rolled up, and the cold light of Qingfeng shone in the pale.

The manifestation is none other than the Tairuo Mountain Sword!

Taking the sword into his hand, his eyes changed, his breath became calm, and Ji Wuxia tiptoed a little, already flying forward.

He took the sword straight and blocked it with one finger. The Emperor's Sword Gu Chen moved his sword again, blocking and attacking with one sword. However, Ji Wuxia turned his wrist and the sword flower changed three times. In an instant, the three swords turned into nine, and the nine swords filled the air.

The sword shadow from all directions went straight towards one of the three fronts in the north. Huang Jian Guchen felt the pressure for the first time and suddenly raised his true energy to protect himself. Immediately, a snow wave of energy surged around his body, breaking the sword shadow from all directions, and the remaining power rushed towards Ji Wuxia.

"drink!"

With a loud "drink", Kuai Xue Shi Jing flew into the air, avoiding the sweeping Qi Jin while absorbing the energy in the sword.

The setting sun is at my back, and the beautiful shadows are across the sky. A sword absorbs the power of the sun and reflects the snowy waves running three thousand. It is exactly——

"The sunset shines on the snow!"

When the move comes out and the sword edge is formed, when the Tairuoshan sword is swung, the sword energy is like the endless sunset, shining on the snowy shadow of the mountain, but it is like a sword and the sword is like snow.

The emperor's sword sucked the energy to raise his energy, and the real energy around his body was selected by the air waves, temporarily blocking countless sword energy. The sword bag behind him flew up and dispersed, and the dark golden flowing famous sword - the emperor's ruthless sword, was finally unsheathed.

Got it!

The North Peak is down, the Imperial Sword is standing on the ground, Qing Feng uses the power of the ground to hide the ten thousand swords and become Wu Feng. This move——

"The sword is hidden in the snow peak!"

The two moves collided, dissipating thousands of sword energy. In an instant, Ji Wuxia fell from the sky and slashed down with one sword.

The lonely minister of the Imperial Sword held the sword's crossbar. The moment they struck, he felt a huge force coming from him. To his surprise, he was knocked back several steps.

"How powerful is it?"

Ji Wuxia didn't know what Huangjian Guchen was thinking. Even if they were competing, he was slightly inferior at the moment, so of course he was taking advantage of the victory to pursue it.

Holding the sword again, the swords clashed. In just a moment, there were hundreds of turns and thousands of blows. The difference in realm foundation made Ji Wuxia gradually fall behind.

Knowing that a long battle would be disadvantageous, Ji Wuxia suddenly thought about it, and his moves changed. After another moment of confrontation, the distance was already widened, the sword finger touched the sword body, and his true energy was raised vigorously.

"Qiqingshuanghan!"

The shadows of the seven swords flowed around, absorbing the energy of Yang Fire and transforming it into the power of frost. Then the seven swords merged and merged into the Tairuo Mountain Sword. Ji Wuxia gave a long shout and the move was about to be completed.

On the other side, the same sword pointed for luck, the sword edge felt the same, the imperial sword pointed ruthlessly towards the sky, the snow waves surged, and the mountains wept.

"Shangtian Jue? Beifeng Xueqi!"

The two moves faced each other, Shanxue's Crying force overwhelmed Shuanghan's power, and when there was blood at the corner of Ji Wuxia's mouth, the edge of the sword trembled, and a blood mark was cut on Huangjian Guchen's right arm.

"Ha, so happy."

There is no harm in sparring and seeing blood. The fighting spirit of the warriors rises because of this. The emperor's sword lone minister urges his true energy again. Suddenly the snowy wind of the sword stops, the paleness fades away, and the black intention spreads.

"Shangtian Jue? Xue Mingtian Mourning!"

One move, the Sword Upward Movement, caused the black snow to spread. When the snow fell, Shi Qing held the sword to move the energy and defended the move to respond.

"The clear snow reflects the heart? The sea of ​​indigo!"

The moves passed down by Lin Chongyang were derived from Ji Wuxia's understanding. The mind is as clear as the clear sky, only reflected by the snow. In an instant, the snow melts, and the sea is like indigo.

The sword style is as flexible as water and as neutralizing as snow. It is actually the perfect move to dissolve the mourning of the snow and the dead.

The moment he transformed the move, Ji Wuxia shouted loudly, and the hidden true energy exploded, fusing Indigo Hai's remaining energy together to launch the decisive move.

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"Flawless splendor? Bingbingxue!"

The brilliance is as flawless as the moon, and the falling blue ice is like frost.

The sword energy is as powerful as ice, clouds, or cold air, and it penetrates all-pervasively. It can invade the skin and penetrate the bones, freeze the heart and lungs, and frost the qi and blood meridians.

But facing the crisis of his own Xue Mingtian Sang being defeated and his opponent's decisive move coming, Huang Jian Guchen remained calm in his heart. He knew that Ji Wuxia was impatient.

"The Wushen Jue? Snow cracks, frost and cold make the sky redeem itself!"

There is no god in the sky to redeem the cold, and there is no sword that can crack the snow and seal the frost.

With one sword, he can turn the sky into Wu Shen, with the power of She Xue Han, the power to crack frost and break the frost. His foundation is better than Ji Wuxia's Imperial Sword Lonely Chen, and he is also more experienced in terms of experience.

Although it is a quick move to use restraint later, it is enough.

After the two moves met, the swords clashed only a few times, the smoke and dust disappeared, and the Imperial Sword Wuqing was already placed on Ji Wuxia's neck.

Sheathing the sword, Huang Jian Guchen said: "I accept it. If your experience and foundation can be supplemented, I may not be your opponent, and your strength is huge, so I can make use of it."

Only after the real fight did Huang Jian Guchen understand why his best friend could only win half a move.

Although the opponent's experience is a little less than his, after all, he is stationed at the border all year round and will fight against invaders from all sides, but compared to his friends, it can be said that he has quite a lot of experience.

"Thank you for your advice." After putting away his sword, Ji Wuxia casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed.

The battle with the opponent made her understand her own shortcomings more intuitively. This alone made the trip worthwhile.

No matter how high the talent is, it still needs time to settle down, otherwise there will always be flaws in the state of mind. This time she failed because of impatience. If not, at least she could not fail so quickly.

Being with Lin Chongyang day and night for a long time gave her a wrong understanding of certain concepts. After all, not everyone is him.

"It's settled here. The two of us have been out for a long time, so we won't disturb you anymore."

After the victory was determined, Lin Chongyang stepped forward, popped out two beams of true energy to help the two heal their injuries, and then put the cloak in his hand on Ji Wuxia again.

After the true energy entered the body, not only the wounds suffered by the two people in the battle, but also the tears on their clothes disappeared as if they were traveling back in time. It was extremely miraculous.

"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, you are welcome. Please excuse me."
Chapter completed!