Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

With a "bang", snow powder fell all over the sky, and what struck was a group of snowflakes spinning at high speed. At the same time, another black shadow rushed from the ground, breaking the neck of the wolf rider on the wolf beast's back.

"Aww!" The wolf beast whose master was killed screamed wildly, turned its head and bit.

"What a beast!" Wu Feng's eyes flashed sharply, and he punched the wolf beast's huge mouth, blasting it from the inside of the mouth and blasting its head.

The corpses of the wolf cavalry guard and the wolf beast fell to the ground at the same time, making a loud noise and splashing a large canopy of snow.

"It's a pity that these wolves are domesticated and only recognize their masters. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to control them." If it weren't for this, Wu Feng and the two wouldn't be in such a mess.

The sound of heavy objects falling on the snow was heard from all directions, and at the same time, a loud eagle's cry sounded from the sky. Obviously, the pursuers had discovered the movement here.

Wu Feng shook the long cloth in his hand, rolled up a cloud of snow and carried it on his back, his figure flickered and quickly swept towards the woods to the south.

The pursuers followed.

The two wolf cavalry guards in front slowly drew out their scimitars and approached from both sides respectively. The silver swords in their hands flashed, and the wind of the swords was as fierce as the coldest ice wind.

Wu Feng's figure did not retreat but advanced, and his two fleshy palms grabbed the scimitar under the other's horrified gaze, sparking countless sparks, and his body sprinted close to a wolf riding guard, stretching his ape arms to lift him off the wolf beast , Yun Jin shattered the heart as soon as he vomited.

With a "swish", the corpse in his hand blocked another person's spear, and the other person screamed and fell off the wolf's back. The moment he landed, his throat was broken by a kick, and he whimpered twice before dying.

After dealing with the wolf beasts of the two, Wu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, but two more scars were added to his body.

Half an hour later, after fighting all the way and leaving more than 20 corpses of wolf riders behind, the opponent intensified his offensive in fury, compressing the surrounding circle little by little, and the giant eagle watching from the sky also came from a grew to three.

Wu Feng slowly withdrew the knife in his right hand from the chest of a barbarian warrior. The blood froze as soon as it flowed out. Around him, there was a circle of wolves and human corpses.

After a while, Wu Feng staggered and leaned against a huge cedar tree that was hollowed out in the middle,

There is no need to gather Qi to perceive, the footsteps of the pursuers are already clearly audible, at least there are more than a hundred elite wolves riding fast approaching here.

Corresponding to this is Wu Feng's trickle of true energy and extremely exhausted body. In this state, it is difficult to generate the slightest ripple and fighting energy.

"Then, let's start! The next world!"

A door of light in front of him was born in the void, expanding rapidly from nothing, and soon enveloping Wu Feng in the tree hole, flickering in the air for a moment, and then disappeared suddenly.

When the barbarian wolf riders searched here, they found nothing except some bloodstains and signs of human activities.

One, two, ten, a hundred... The lower and lower wolves stopped outside the tree hole. The week-long hunt and kills did not yield any results except for the loss of a large number of elites. Howl.

The cold wind is picking up, piercing to the bone!

② Tyrant of Ice and Fire

Chapter 1 A Song of Ice and Fire

Travel through time and space!

Every world travel is a novel experience, but the time to stay awake is extremely short. Wu Feng curled up in an egg-shaped white light like a baby, shuttled in the long river of starry sky, watching everything outside the white light change. For the radiant lines and spots, flickering and dancing, like wandering in the long river of light and shadow, marching towards the far end.

Suddenly, the egg-like white light enveloping Wu Feng suddenly plunged into a "bubble" of this long river, and its impact on the multiverse was like a few splashes in the sea, and it quickly returned to calm.

"Old Gods and Seven,

magic and dragons,

The First Men and the Children of the Forest,

The ancient miracle lies quietly in the yellowed parchment for future generations to pay tribute to,

The age of mortals has finally begun.

The wind and cloud began in the vast Westeros continent,

The intoxicating midsummer has lasted for more than ten years,

The end of summer, the end of winter,

Under the calm waters dark waves turbulent,

Stranger Resurrection,

The dragon bathed in fire,

the lion roared,

The winter wolf howled,

stag with broken horns,

Tall eagles folded their wings,

The sand snake bared its teeth,

squid deep dive,

rose bleeding,

Destiny decides that mortals must die,

There is no end to the entanglement of ice and fire..."

When Wu Feng regained consciousness again, he found himself in front of an extremely huge bubble, through the bubble's membrane, a huge and vast world unfolded in front of him, plains and mountains, forests and swamps, oceans and lakes , the commoners in cities and villages are working and farming, and the nobles in castles and palaces are entertaining, feasting or fighting...

They are in this world, act according to the rules, and are chosen by fate, but they don't know the meaning of their own existence.

Different from the previous time travels, when the egg-shaped white light enveloping Wu Feng's body "invaded" the bubble, drastic changes occurred immediately, the surface of the bubble surged like water waves, and seven transparent and illusory figures appeared.

These seven figures are a bearded man holding a scale, a smiling woman full of love and kindness, a heroic warrior with a long sword, a beautiful maiden of innocence and purity, a strong blacksmith with a hammer, a A kind crone with a lantern, a wandering stranger who represents death and the unknown.

Heavenly Father, Holy Mother, Warrior, Maiden, Blacksmith, Old Woman, Stranger, the existence of the most widely spread belief in the seven gods in the world of Song of Ice and Fire. Their eyes are dull, their movements are slow, and their instincts drive them Do your best to prevent the existence of intruders.

However, compared with the mighty white light in the gate of the plane, their power melts like ice and snow in the sun, and all attempts to stop them have failed, making them even weaker.

With a crisp sound of "Bo", the egg-shaped white light finally smashed through the barrier of the air bubbles and entered the inner world, and the power of the Seven Gods had also weakened to the extreme, and they suddenly collapsed after roaring unwillingly.

The defeat of the Seven Gods made the other three beings who had been paying attention to this battle finally make a move!

The last thing Wu Feng saw was a crimson fiery magic flame light cord, a grayish cold light belt that kept changing, and a chain that seemed to be a combination of human blood-colored meridians and branches suddenly piercing through the white light and rushing towards him. his body.

A strong sense of emptiness suddenly hit, Wu Feng's mind relaxed, and his eyes were once again plunged into endless darkness.

……

As if in a dream, Wu Feng woke up from a deep sleep.

This is a wide grassland, the lush wild grass is a place and home suitable for grazing, the end can not be seen at a glance, and traces of human life can be seen faintly on the edge of the field of vision.

"The world of A Song of Ice and Fire?" Although he didn't know the exact place where he landed, Wu Feng was no stranger to this plane.

The productivity and social structure are similar to the level of the European Middle Ages in the previous life. The apex of power is limited to the level of micro-demons, but there are dragons and other ghosts that exceed the standard, and they are gradually recovering after the longest summer in history.

On the two continents named Westeros and Essos, feudal dynasties, slave societies and democratic city-states coexist, farmers and lords, knights and castles, religion and kingship, dragons and magic coexist in the world. In the war, the established destiny is performed.

However, an "alien" from outside the sky will bring unknown changes to the fate of these continents, and even the world!

"I can feel... the malice of the whole world." Wu Fengshang still remembered that when he entered the inner layer of the world, he suddenly shot, his true energy, ripple breath, and battle energy were all blocked, although he could faintly perceive it, it was still hidden deep in his body But it seems to be separated by an invisible membrane, making it difficult to display in this world.

"Is it the laws of this world that limit the upper limit of power output... or..." Wu Feng shook his hands, feeling the weakness he had never felt before, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's really... Weak!"

The gods of this world are conceptual existences. As an intruder, Wu Feng faces the resistance of the will of the entire world. The pure power of rules only deprives him of the power that does not belong to this world, but is powerless to prevent his coming.

Although Wu Feng's true qi, ripple breath, and fighting qi were completely blocked in his body, he still has this body that has been tempered and tempered and his superb and terrifying fighting skills, and he is also at the pinnacle of this world.

Even if the rule level can't do anything to Wu Feng, the reality level is even less likely to affect him. Although the gods in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire can affect reality to a certain extent, their power is far inferior to the dark rule level.As a result of several times in history, the gods have ended rashly, even being severely injured by mortals and even sleeping for thousands of years. Even the foundation of belief that maintains their own existence will be weakened by the influence of mortal dynasties.

The world, gods, and human beings, the existence of the Trinity, are closely related to each other and are closely related.

Based on the above reasons, Wu Feng just lamented their weakness.

"The gods are declining, the dragons are disappearing, and the aliens are retreating. This is an era of... mortals!"

However, as a mortal, life and death are eternal topics. Weakness is the original sin. The strong wantonly plunder the life and even everything of the weak!

In the distance, a thick black smoke pierced into the sky, and the sound of cries and axes clanging was faintly conveyed.

Although the true energy was gone, Wu Feng still smelled a certain familiar smell through his keen five senses.

His body was like a cheetah galloping on the grassland, shooting towards the direction of the thick smoke at a speed far exceeding that of a horse. The distance of several thousand meters was approaching in an instant, and Wu Feng also saw the reason for the smoke.

Arrows fly in the air, knives and swords harvest lives, and flames burn the once peaceful towns and turn them into ruins.

When Wu Feng arrived, the killing was coming to an end. The men in the town had been slaughtered in the first wave of offensive, followed by older male monks and boys who could not hold weapons. Usher in the same fate as their children or parents under the horseshoe.

The sound of women weeping sounded, that was the victor was preparing to enjoy the "spoils of war". In their view, the opponent's resistance was not worth mentioning at all, and all women and children would become slaves after they enjoyed it.

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Chapter 2 My Family

Wu Feng wandered into the town from the wilderness, his clothes were incompatible with everything around him.

The arrival of the uninvited guest made an invader on a steed laugh cruelly. He felt that the clansman dealt with the enemy too quickly so that his blade did not see blood, so he manipulated the horse to charge towards Wu Feng with a grinning grin.

This warrior may be famous in this world for his bravery and bloodthirsty, but in the eyes of Wu Feng, who just fought against the most elite wolf cavalry guards in the northern part of the Zhongtian Continent, his movements are as slow as a snail, and the strength in his hands is weak.

Under the horrified gaze of the other party, Wu Feng grabbed the sharply slashing blade with one palm, pulled the blade's owner off the horse with a single swipe, broke his neck and coughed up blood, and died.

"Herod..." Seeing that their clansmen were killed, the two cavalrymen looked at each other, gave up their looting, and rushed towards Wu Feng, yelling and cursing.

Wu Feng raised the scimitar, and the moment the two sides intersected, two heads rose into the sky.

Next, four riders, eight riders... When beheading No. 20, Wu Feng held a scimitar with a curling blade in his hand, grabbed the weapon from another warrior, and continued to kill efficiently and cruelly.

The appearance of Wu Feng made the invaders of the town have to give up the women and slaves they were about to get, and turn to kill this terrible man.

For Wu Feng whose physical body has exceeded the limit of ordinary people, this kind of person is not even qualified to consume his physical strength, and his weak attack can't even hurt his fur.

A sharp arrow shot over, was caught by Wu Feng, and he threw it with his backhand, piercing the archer's throat. This scene broke the aggressor's heart. Enemy, this is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Courage will grow with the number of people, but if more than half a hundred colleagues are all beheaded in less than 5 minutes by a mere man, no matter how brave a soldier is, he will be terrified from the bottom of his heart.

Finally, as a soldier with three bells hanging from his long black braid was cut off by Wu Feng, the remaining invaders finally couldn't help but want to flee, and Wu Feng caught up with him from behind and died. , Another invader knelt down and cut off his braids and threw them at the man's feet, but Wu Feng wiped his throat one by one by the inexplicable Wu Feng, and died of hatred.

The corpses of the invaders were criss-crossed, and the dark red donated blood flowed slowly, mixing with the blood of the townspeople who were innocently killed, soaking the ground under their feet into sticky red mud.

"Presumably this land will be more fertile next year!" Wu Feng put down the broken steel knife, and suddenly such a thought flashed through his mind.

When he came back to his senses, there was already a black and kneeling crowd in front of him.