Above the ice sheet, the cold wind was still there, and the light shone in the distance, turning the entire sky into a colorful light strip.
The heavy snow is falling, mixed with the slightest hint of sword intent.
Either arrogant or domineering, through the common point - the invincible sword intent, they blended and collided, creating ravines on the ground that had just experienced a catastrophe.
Liu Buping's aura was released again, and his whole person stood proudly under the cold and dry sky like a free sword soaring into the sky.
In front of him, Ximen's sword was like an arrogant sword, with his hair standing on top of his head and an arrogant look on his face that made the surrounding snowflakes and air dare not get close.
Incomparable momentum, invincible!
Two sword intents that wanted to destroy the whole sky rose into the sky, once again giving the sky a feeling like being in a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
The cultivators who were speeding away stopped one after another and felt the trembling sword energy in the air. Everyone's face turned pale.
"Huh? Someone is going to deal with him!"
"What a powerful sword!"
"Let's go! Go back and take a look!"
"If you can understand one or two of them, you can reach the top forever!"
…
All of a sudden, all the cultivators were walking towards this direction.
All the monks further away felt it, as if they felt the birth of a treasure. They were shocked and walked forward with a touch of surprise.
In the wasteland at the edge of the extreme ice land, a carriage was riding fast.
The driver was a young man wearing a leather jacket, cotton shoes, and a felt hat on his head. He had a slovenly beard and was dusty. He looked like he had not had a good rest for at least several days.
The slightly blackened eyelids revealed his fatigue.
But when those two soaring sword intents cut through the shackles of this world, his face felt like a spring breeze, and an incredible light shone in his dim eyes.
It was also a light of sword intention, originating from the sympathy between swords and the mutual seduction of swordsmanship.
This is a killing sword intent, a sword intent dedicated to killing!
I don’t know how many people this coachman killed before he could condense this sword intention into a substantial light.
There is a beautiful woman lying in the carriage. The beautiful woman does not look very old. She has willow-leaf eyebrows, green lips and red lips, and a hooked nose on her face. She outlines a beautiful country with an exotic flavor in an enchanting country.
A face as talented as lust.
The hair is like a waterfall, spread on the shoulders of the beautiful woman, and the slightly sleepy eyes reveal a look of longing.
A light gauze faintly revealed the exquisite lines, and the only ones exposed were the fragrant shoulders and two cotton-white cloud-like breasts not far below.
Especially the lazy posture of the beautiful woman, any man who takes one look at her will have unlimited desire for her.
This is a goblin, a goblin who makes men rush forward without hesitation even though they know they will be seduced.
"Hidden sword! How have you been serving me these days?"
For some reason, after she saw the sword intent on the edge of the sky, she felt a sense of disgust towards the man driving the car, just like the feeling that a child would feel when he sees a new toy after playing with it for too long.
The young man driving the car turned his head slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face, and the sword intent in his eyes gradually faded: "The princess and I are as close as each other. It's just that Zangjian knows the princess's wish, but he can't marry her. It's really...
What a regret in this life!"
"Giggle! You are also a sensible person. You still have a long way to go before you can become the husband of this princess! The man I am looking for is in front of you. Send me to where the sword is and let's go.
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The beautiful woman was none other than Long Qinglan, the princess of the Great Dragon Dynasty. After leaving the palace, she searched everywhere for Liu Buping. Of the many masters and strong men she met along the way, there was no one who was not manipulated by her under her clothes.
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Hidden Sword is no exception. After seeing Long Qinglan, he was attracted to Long Qinglan. Because of this, the whole person was obsessed with beauty all day long. After practicing with Long Qinglan, the whole person became extremely thin.
He knew that this was Long Qinglan using his life to practice a kind of magic. He wanted to kill this woman several times, but every time he heard this woman speak and saw her appearance, that killing bullet
The heart disappeared again and turned into a gentle heart.
He liked the way Long Qinglan was flexing under his crotch, and the sweet screams made him extremely happy.
He once thought that revenge was his goal, but now he thinks that having fun with Long Qinglan every day is. Maybe this kind of life is what he needs.
Therefore, Hidden Sword destroyed his own sword and quietly sealed the sword's intention in his eyes.
If it weren't for the two sword intents on the ice field that stirred up his sword intent, he wouldn't have realized clearly now what a red pink skull has been causing harm for hundreds of years, and the only right path in the world is the sword!
These were the words left to him by his master back then. He had never understood them. Only now, he finally understood the mystery.
bass!
An invisible sword energy suddenly flew out, and the hidden sword actually launched a direct attack on Long Qinglan.
He was afraid that he was hesitating, so he couldn't help himself.
"Hmph! Hidden Sword, you are such a ruthless fellow. I let you do whatever you want without saying a word, and let you enjoy yourself every day. Just now you said it was like paint and glue, why are you trying to kill me now?"
Long Qinglan said coquettishly, with a flash of light in her hand, and a green light flashed, blocking the attack of the hidden sword.
After just one fight, Zangjian felt the power of Long Qinglan: "She is so powerful? The previous weakness was all pretended..."
A bone-chilling chill emerged from Zangjian's body. Zangjian knew that he could no longer do anything to Long Qinglan. He moved his body and flew into the air. He didn't dare to say anything and flew away as if he was running away into the distance.
go.
He didn't dare to speak or face this woman. At this moment, the murderous intention in his heart turned into deep fear.
Long Qinglan has become an inner demon of Hidden Sword!
"Hmph! Another useless man. Like that guy Tang Aoran, he is not a hero in the world!"
Long Qinglan in the car whispered softly, while fiddling with his hair, while using his spiritual thoughts to drive the carriage, slowly heading towards the ice field ahead.
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bass!
On the ice field, when the two swords were clashing in the air, Liu Buping and Ximen Yijian were walking slowly and quickly, using the movements of ordinary mortal swordsmen, using sword moves to kill them one by one.
The collision of swords and swords produced the sound of metal clashing. The swordsmanship between the two was unremarkable, as if they were two beginners in swordsmanship, fighting head-on with basic swordsmanship without any tricks.
, there is no skill, and there is no power fluctuation.
"this……"
The many enemies in Wuliang City and Jibing Palace in the distance couldn't help but have their eyes broken, and some of the unstable people almost fell from the air.
This kind of competition seems extremely childish to them.
Does the sword need to be used like this?
All disciples have this question in their hearts.
However, the eyes of many elders flickered. After practicing to their level, no matter what kind of swordsmanship or sword moves, it was not surprising. Only the scene of Liu Buping and Liu Buping fighting in the distance made them feel happy at the same time.
I actually felt an unusual feeling.
Yes, the two people's seemingly ordinary attack was actually fighting with the sword's intention attached to the surface of the sword.
Such an attack can not only test the sword holder's control over the sword's will, but also test the sword holder's endurance and perseverance towards the Tao.
This is equivalent to taking out the sword, and through constant sword confrontation and sword fighting, to torture the heart, do I really want to do this?
This is the sword of asking the heart! It is also the ratio of asking the heart!
What many disciples saw was just the collision of swords. In fact, they did not see clearly that at the moment when the two people's swords collided with each other, the two people did not let the swords collide with each other.
When you touch it, turn your hand away quickly.
Because their speed was too fast, many disciples did not see clearly what was going on.
However, both places are unusual places. Among the many disciples, there are many geniuses and monsters in the world. Only a few of them can clearly see the attacks of Liu Buping and Ximen Yijian.
Time passed little by little, and after the two men exchanged tens of thousands of moves, they finally retreated behind after the last collision.
"How do you feel?"
Ximen Yijian, the light in his eyes became stronger, looked at Liu Buping and asked softly.
Liu Buping nodded, laughed, looked at Ximen Yijian and said: "My heart has long been extremely tough, but you, what do you think?"
"It's just crazy!"
Ximen Yijian was thoughtful, laughed and said loudly.
There was a sense of joy in his voice, a sense of joy and comfort after venting the depression in his heart. In a trance, the thin film in front of him became vague, and he had a feeling,
As long as you exert a little force, this film will no longer be an obstacle.
"Kill!"
"Okay! I just want to see your Wu Zhijian realm!"
The two of them spoke loudly and at the same time displayed their magical powers of swordsmanship.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The sound of swords, like mosquitoes and flies, slowly emerged from the air. In front of Liu Buping, the lights and shadows of the swords emerged. This was the initial state of the Swordless Realm.
Condensing sword energy from the heart! It can turn into thousands of spiritual swords, and rain down swords to destroy the enemy!
Ahead, the light in Ximen Yijian's hand shone brightly. The ancient iron sword became brighter, and a bright sword light appeared on the surface of the sword body.
boom!
Just as the two looked at each other, the two realms of swordsmanship suddenly unfolded, and the violent sword rain collided with the brilliant and proud sword, splashing countless meteors and flying towards the surroundings.
The roar continued, and the two did not continue to attack, but waited calmly, waiting for the attack in front to completely disappear.
In a daze, at the moment of the attack, Liu Buping felt the soul that was given to the sword by Ximen's sword.
It was a kind of skill that transformed death into life. Although the agility of the sword light had not yet been fully activated, Liu Buping had no doubt that Ximen Yijian had already achieved such a state.