The whole night of wind and snow had already paved the silvery white floor.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are white, probably so.
When a ray of warm red sunlight hit the horizon, the man's expression finally fluctuated. With the narrow curve of the corners of his eyes, the wind and snow between the sky and the earth seemed to be half soft.
Although the wind and snow are still fierce.
At the end of the silvery white scene, several figures covered with the afterglow of the sun came slowly. The wind and snow were very fast, but they could not even fit into the inexplicable circle. Even if they were touched slightly, the snowflakes had been scattered by the momentum of the sky.
Thorn into pieces.[
Unlike the man in white standing by the cliff with his hands behind his back, this group of people is not stained with smoke and dust, nor is it touched with the slightest wind and snow.
There were more than a thousand people coming, and the man in white did not change his expression. Looking at the height, there was no trace of the silver snow behind the thousand people. Perhaps it was because the wind and snow were too strong, covering the footprints of these people.
Not bad either?
"Come?" The man in white looked at the powerful men about ten feet away from him and suddenly spoke.
Words are like a knife, shattering everything in the world.
On the other side of him, thousands of people were dressed in different colors, and there was one person wearing blue clothes - like a touch of new green in the wind and snow.
In contrast to this late winter that is about to disappear, perhaps, the man in blue clothes... is waiting for... not just spring.
"Here you come!" The man in blue had a sword-browed eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips and white teeth. The folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and the wind and snow in front of him opened... This action was so naturally dissolved between heaven and earth.
"You shouldn't have come..." The man in white suddenly closed his eyes and muttered to himself.
The voice is like smoke, so soft that it makes people feel tremble.
"Don't I come?" The man in green closed the folding fan in his hand and chuckled, as if questioning the wind and snow all over the sky.
"Since you are here... then... stay!" The man in white suddenly opened his eyes, arrogant and arrogant. The arrogance in his eyes seemed to have convinced the whole world.
The words are like snow, so cold that it makes people seep.
The man in blue suddenly stretched out his right hand, held a flat folding fan, gently caught a snowflake, and then suddenly opened the folding fan and gently waved it at the man in white, and the wind and snow... suddenly stopped!
...
Winter is lonely. If you have a little bit of bleakness, wouldn’t it be the most desolate?
On the top of Donghua Mountain, there are clouds and tides and fog seas, green pines are stacked all year round, and purple bamboos and red flowers are dazzling, as if they are like a fairyland.
It was late winter, and the entire Donghua Mountain was surrounded by an atmosphere of sorrow and loneliness.
Winter is so lonely. I can't blame the mountains and fields that are dyed silver-white green trees and red flowers, and the tide of clouds and fog.
At this moment, the top of Donghua Mountain was even more sad and bleak, and the solemn and murderous aura soared into the sky. How could it be so desolate?
"Shen Yan - hand over the Sky-Breaking Sword! Otherwise, don't blame us for our love!"
"Sold the Sky-Breaking Sword! We are still considering leaving you a complete body..."
"Shen Yan, don't resist stubbornly anymore. If you don't hand over the Sky-Breaking Sword, you will definitely keep your corpse alive today!"
The moment the man in green waved the folding fan towards Shen Yan, the powerful man finally started to drink violently.
The corpse remains - the corpse remains - the cold voice seemed to reflect the sad clouds and white snow into blood red, bringing a strong smell of blood.
Those sharp words still echoed on the top of the mountain, raging on the top of the mountain with the strong wind. A cold young man stood on the cliff, and behind him was a deep abyss. But in his eyes
, but there was no cowardice or hesitation at all! It seemed that the world was not enough to make him afraid at all!
The young man was wearing white clothes... as if he was integrated with the snow all over the sky. He stood so straight and firmly! How confident and proud this arrogance and passion was like this! Facing hundreds of skills alone A strong man who can move mountains and seas without any problem... What a charm! This world! Only Shen Yan!
"Ye Yanhui!... What a son of Tianji Ye Yanhui!" Chen Yan suddenly laughed. At this moment, even the wind and snow all over the sky became a foil.
The man in blue took a step back slightly, just smiled indifferently, but did not answer.
"Chen Yan! Is it still trying to see a miracle happening..."
"Chen Yan - hand over the Sky-Breaking Sword, this is your last chance!"
"We know that you will overcome the tribulation in the near future, break the void, and then become an immortal! After setting up this game, do you think you can escape?"...
There was no fear in Chen Yan's eyes, and there was not even the suspicion that should have appeared.
There was a faint sarcasm in his eyes from beginning to end, and there was also a hint of disdain!
At this moment, the disdain and sarcasm even turned into ridicule! Chen Yan smiled, smiling proudly to the sky!
"escape?!!!"
"Who can make me Chen Yan run away? Who has the ability? Who can make me Chen Yan want to escape?"
"You? You?... Or you?!!!" Chen Yan's fingers were washed away from the drought, without any trace of smoke and dust.
As the direction of his fingers continued to change, everyone's eyes continued to change - as if his fingers were carrying a magic power to resist.
A cold questioning sounded...Everyone who asked him to point his fingers could not help but tilt his head.
There are many strong people who dare to look at him!
"If it weren't for Ye Yanhui, how could you find my trace..."[
Chen Yan glanced at the man in blue and gave a subtle curve to the corner of his mouth.
It's really ridiculous... The powerful man who has moved thousands of times has never been able to find his traces.
"Escape? I don't plan to escape..." Chen Yan's eyes sterned, and then he calmed down. Although the sound was small, it could pierce the strong wind in the sky. His eyes slowly landed on the ground... as if it were Like a crystal, with a chilling chill, the ice flowers scattered on the knife!
Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by his actions. When everyone looked at the Broken Sky Sword, there was a strong desire in their eyes...
The Breaking Heaven Sword. A mysterious sword, even Chen Yan didn't know where it came from. He couldn't even remember how to get the Breaking Heaven Sword. Or, there was never this in his mind. Duan Jiyi. It seems that since he was born, the Breaking Heaven Sword has been in his hands. The Breaking Heaven Sword is in his hands! The enemy in the world!
In just nine words... it all means! No one can resist his temptation, and no one can see the four words "Enemy in the world".
The reason why these strong men gathered on the top of Donghua Mountain was only one purpose, forcing Chen Yan to hand over the Broken Sky Sword!
If it were normal, these people would not have a chance at all. Chen Yan's strength had reached its peak! He was only one step away from going through the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the sky.
What's more, they are holding the Breaking Sky Sword that is enough to be the enemy of the world. Even if these people are jealous, they have no choice.
But now, it is an opportunity. An opportunity to make Chen Yan give up the Sky Breaking Sword. Chen Yan will be going through the tribulation in the near future! If he takes action desperately, he will instantly attract the tribulation. Fight against several powerful people, It is definitely a loss-making loss. When the heavenly tribulation comes, Chen Yan absolutely has no ability to resist it.
These people bet that Chen Yan would not give up ascension and fight with them both sides. The temptation of ascension and becoming an immortal was that these strong men believed that Chen Yan had no reason to fight with them.
...
"Chen Yan, don't be tough... The heavenly tribulation is coming. If you have a great chance to survive, if you fight with us, you will inevitably turn into ashes under the heavenly tribulation... You are really willing to do so, The temptation to become an immortal?
"The Sky-Breaking Sword is a thing of China... You have occupied it for so long, and you should stay when you ascend!"
"Not bad! Do you still want to bring the Breaking Sky Sword into the upper realm?... Leave the Breaking Sky Sword, we will definitely leave!"
...
"Bad! Who gave you the courage... Who gave you the courage? Dare to take my Sky-Breaking Sword!" Chen Yan cursed disdainfully, and then said in a cold voice.
"presumptuous!"
"Chen Yan--Although you are so strong that you are in the world, you are not sure to win so many of us!"
"Arrogance... The heavenly disaster will soon turn into ashes! He dares to insult us!" Chen Yan's words could be said to have aroused a thousand layers of lng.
Most of these strong men are the heads of a sect, otherwise they are the demon giants, who dares to insult them like this?
As for Ye Yanhui, he had a Yantian algorithm in his hand. Otherwise, these powerful people would not even know his traces.
Chen Yan is the first, and perhaps the last one - the one who scolds the giants in China as bullshit!
Such a passion! It’s the world’s two sides! Only such a passionate person is worthy of the title of the Duantian Dao’s enemy!
Chen Yan suddenly lost his voice and seemed to sneer. However, the laughter seemed so bleak and bone-black in the cold wind on the top of the mountain.
"Do you know? In my eyes - you are just a joke! A joke! Do you understand?"
"A existence like an ant - dares to try to seize the Sky-Breaking Sword from my hands, no matter how many of you have!"
"No matter which sect you are... you are responsible for transforming the gods and transforming the celestial body and refining the void together!"
"Or... the hidden immortal! Tell you... you dare to take my Sky-Breaking Sword! You are dead, you are dead today!" Chen Yan's eyes were stern.
"No one can save you...a group of ants! Do you understand? Ants are smaller than ants! I can kill you with just a flip!" His words were as arrogant as if they did not put the world in the world. In the eyes.
...
"Chen Yan! We won't show off our verbal benefits with you! Your heavenly disaster is approaching, and you really dare to take action? Otherwise, I really want to die and eliminate it?"
"Yes! Chen Yan, we admit that no matter who fights you alone, it is not an opponent! But you are really sure that after fighting with us, you can still survive the heavenly disaster?"
"...You must know! If you can't survive the heavenly tribulation, you will be suspicious of being a sanctified immortal! When you condense the body of the sanctified immortal, you will be able to kill you by turning your hands!"
"If you become a scattered immortal... I am afraid that your current strength will not be left even 30%! The scattered immortal who has not survived the scattered immortal tribulation is just a scum! It is an ant!"
"At that time, it's too late for you to regret it! We don't want to fight you to the death! Hand over the Sky-Breaking Sword, and we will let you survive the tribulation safely!"
These people returned Chen Yan's words to him. Ant! If he really could not survive the heavenly tribulation and his soldiers would be disbanded into a scattered immortal, he could only be considered ant. Chen Yan's face was plain and it was obvious that he could not tell. No one knew what he was thinking about with the slightest fluctuation...
Shen Yan is not an ordinary person. He expresses his love in the knife, and the extreme love in the knife. The knife is in the knife, and the knife is destroyed and the person is killed.
His pale right hand slowly placed it on the crystal white hilt of the knife... and then his five fingers suddenly clenched!
"The Broken Sky Sword! It's in my hands! Whoever has the courage - come and take it!" Another sneer, contempt for the powerful, needs more words. As the words fell, a shocking sound of the sword sounded, The strong wind and snow on the top of the mountain were shattered.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to take a step forward. Even though they had thousands of people, Chen Yan was just one person!
Chen Yan is a myth, an insurmountable myth!
Although there are all the strong men of the world, Chen Yan's eyes are the only one of the Breaking Heaven Sword! Even if the heavenly tribulation falls after a battle, it will turn into ashes. But has Chen Yan ever been afraid of it? Never! The Breaking Heaven Sword is in his hand, there is My enemy!
"Ants are ants... A group of ants are still ants!" Chen Yan's voice was filled with a strong sarcasm.
"Do you really think - I will hand over the Sky-Breaking Sword? I will preserve my strength and welcome the Heavenly Tribulation?" The man spoke, as if he was forced by the power of Chen Yan holding the sword.
"It's a pity... it's a pity that your plan is wrong! I, Chen Yan, have never been coerced by others. Even after this battle, I, Chen Yan, was so desperate that I could never be reborn..."
"But I still want you to know what will happen if you threaten me!!!"
Chen Yan laughed wildly, so unruly, so arrogant, so free and easy...
"Duantian Sword! Don't you want to get the Duantian Sword? I'll let you see the power of the Duantian Sword!" With a long roar, Chen Yan's momentum of killing the world rose into the sky, as if he wanted to turn this sky, All of them were poked.
"Chen Yan-you!!!"
"You really want to... use your life to fight us for life or death?"
"...I will never be in a dilemma now!"
The strong wind on the top of the mountain was shattered by the sound of the broken sky sword. Everyone's voice was so clear at this moment.
Chen Yan's blue shirt was automatically windy. Even the sea of clouds and mists in the sky became his foil.
There was another hint of disgust and ridicule on his face...
Such a mob dares to call him a famous sect and a shocking devil!
Even if he comes again, what's the fear of Chen Yan? Chen Yan never fears anyone in his life!
Even if these strong men really fight for life and death with them... in Shen Yan's opinion, they are still so ridiculous!
A group of ants! A group of strong people whose minds are blinded by greed! There is only disdain in his eyes!
Even if he really fell on the top of Donghua Mountain today, he would be regretful to die!
The wind and rain remain as peaceful as a mountain! Even if the world collapses in front of him, there will be no cowardice in Chen Yan's eyes!
A cold and stern smile! So arrogant and so unruly!
Chen Yan's hand calmly held on the hilt of the Broken Sky Sword, with his eyes indifferent.
The hibernating dragon is already awake, and a roar moves thousands of mountains! It is born to fight! It is better to break than bend!
——A strong smile suddenly appeared on Chen Yan's face.
If you can get a confidant in life, you will regret death! Even if this confidant is just a knife!
Chen Yan suddenly let out a long roar - it's not just the sky collapsed and the earth broke! The wind and clouds were all lost, and the sky and the earth were all shocked!
"The Broken Sky Sword - it's my Chen Yan's sword! No one can take it away - so is the heaven and earth!"
The cold and harsh voice was as gloomy as the Nine Netherworlds, so trembling.
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