The Villain's White Lotus Halo

The bright and icy light of the sword's edge was like a river of stars shaking and falling on the autumn river.

The night wind blows, the cold water grows, the bright moon envelops the veil, and the dark and swift river tide rolls towards Zhongshan.

The moment Yin Biyue drew out his sword, Zhong Shan slashed out with a sword, and flew back at the same time, all the way to the edge of the ring!

However, Jiang Chao followed, and a thin line of blood appeared on his right chest.

The fiery blood poured out, and before it had time to soak, it froze into frost on the splashed ink landscape robe.

The sword intent of the Cold Water Sword is like bone marrow.

But just as Yin Biyue avoided the greatest damage of Zhong Shan's sword at the last moment, Zhong Shan also avoided [-]% of the power of this sword.

He held his sword horizontally in front of him, like a long dike and dam, blocking the torrential cold river.

Changes are too fast in one breath.

Yin Biyue's white robe was stained with blood, and the sword energy left between the opponent's bones was hot and violent, and it was inflamed with the coldness of the cold water sword.White smoke faintly emitted from the wound on his left arm, which was shocking.

Zhong Shan's face was pale. Although the wound was covered with frost, the sword energy raged upwards along the meridians, and the stinging pain spread all the way to the heart.

However, they have no time to take care of it at the moment, so they have to fight to get ahead and draw their swords to cut straight!

The middle-aged woman of Lian Jianzong frowned, "Is the formation on stage intact?"

Elder Cangyashan said in a deep voice, "You can't sacrifice two young cultivation geniuses just for a flower-folding event."

The elder of the Qinglu Sword Sect held the pivot in his hand and nodded cautiously.Once there is an irreversible danger, the ring formation will be activated immediately, and the formation itself will bear the sword force.

The disciples of Cangya Mountain and Qinglu Sword Sect are not as calm and calm as the big shots.

Their faces were pale, their eyes covered with real energy, and they stared at the ring with extreme nervousness.

Cheng Tianyu's eyes were reddened.

Song Tang's eyes showed worry, Yin Biyue was stronger than they imagined.Not only his cultivation base, but also his tacit understanding with the sword is very high, as if the sky complements each other.

Luo Mingchuan remained calm, his hands clenched into fists in his wide sleeves, blood dripping from his palms.

The two jumped up almost at the same moment, and the two swords met in mid-air!

"Zheng-"

The majestic true essence forms an invisible half-arc barrier, impacting and colliding at the intersection of the swords!

There is no rain, but there is the sound of rain.

There is no lake water, but there are chills.

The disciples who were closer to the audience retreated in pain, as if being washed away by the sound of wind and rain, and drifting in the cold river in the middle of the night.

The time on the stage was almost frozen.

The light of the sword competes for brilliance, and the sword body reflects the bright sun and clouds in the blue sky, reflecting their calm faces and bright eyes.

Soreness and numbness spread from the hilt of the sword, Yin Biyue seemed to understand the opponent's sword intent.

Bitter wind and rain.

As far as the realm is concerned, the priest of Yecheng also understood, and exclaimed, "It's amazing."

This is not the most powerful sword of Feng Yujian, but it is the most difficult sword to practice.

For many disciples who practice Fengfengfengjue, this sword is the bottleneck that they are difficult to comprehend.

The power of the wind invades the bones of the disease, and the breath of the rain swallows the heart.

How miserable is the sword intent!

The sage who created the Wind and Rain Sword in the "Era of All Saints" had a poor family when he was young, experienced bitter cold, and became a middle-aged Taoist.

This sword is his summary of his bitter life in the first 40 years.

But Zhong Shan became famous as a young man, and his path of practice was smooth.He could actually feel the bitterness and loneliness in this sword.

Really amazing.

Song Tang was not surprised.

When the younger brother was young, his realm was still low, and his true energy was not enough to protect his body. Every time he swung the sword thousands of times, his hands were covered with blood bubbles, and his muscles and bones were overloaded to the extreme.Don't go down the mountain, don't chat and laugh, don't gather people to play.Practicing in the sweltering heat in the summer and practicing in the cold and ice in the winter, it is like this every day, and I have never slack off.

The price of becoming famous as a teenager is to suffer more and be more lonely.

The unspeakable loneliness spreads from the edge of the sword, forcing people to be full of melancholy.

Before the momentum of Yin Biyue's sword was exhausted, he suddenly withdrew and retreated, the blade of the sword went straight down, but his figure was like a white crane fluttering its wings, floating higher and higher.

Yihu Sword cut off the head!

Boundless luster flowed out from the sword body, like the sparkling light reflected in the water of a clear lake.

At this time, it was approaching Shen Shi, the sun was getting darker, and it was far less bright than noon, but the brilliance of this sword was so bright that it seemed to brighten the sky a bit.

If Zhong Shan's sword is said to be bitter wind and rain, then Yin Biyue's sword is like the rising sun jumping over the clouds, bursting with golden light!

It is the self-confidence and pride of 'not afraid of dark clouds and thousands of feet of waves'.

Cang Ya Sword Art Master Jue, 'Rising Sun'.

Many Cangya Mountain disciples widened their eyes in disbelief. With such a huge momentum, is it really the rising sun?

Zhong Shan landed lightly and raised his sword to the top.The sword screen rises again, and there are dots of shimmering light on it, like a galaxy scattered, horizontally meeting the head-on sword's edge.

Luzhan is facing the sun, and the star ring is extremely purple.

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Not only Nanlu, but the whole world is paying attention to this battle.

The practitioners in Yecheng watched the battle from afar nervously, and those who failed to go to Yecheng were looking forward to it, waiting for the news from the clan of the sect.

But there's always someone who doesn't have to wait.

Hengduan Mountain is covered with snow all year round.

The highest peak is covered with rime and ice hanging like a forest.It was so cold that practitioners in the Hinayana realm could not stand for a long time.

At this time, there was an old man standing on the top of the mountain, with a sleeve robe full of mountain wind, a broad forehead and long beard, and an indifferent expression.There seemed to be a frightening light in his eyes.

He is not tall, but standing here, it seems to be detached from all living beings in the world.

Inexplicably gave birth to the grand momentum of bowing down all mountains.

As it should be.How not to be detached?How not to bow your head?

If the Juggernaut is gone, how can there be a higher mountain in the world than him?

He is also watching this battle.

Even thousands of miles away, he could clearly see the brilliance on the blades of the two of them.

He looked unhappy, so he frowned slightly and flicked his sleeve robe.

On Chongming Mountain thousands of miles away, Luo Mingchuan's face suddenly changed, and he looked up to the sky in disbelief.

Elder Lian Jianzong and Priest Ye Cheng both looked pale and looked up at the sky.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhiqiu raised his sword and climbed onto the highest terrace.His expression was dignified like never before.

Thick clouds are surging, from west to south, thousands of miles are approaching in an instant.It is enough to cover the sky of Chongming Mountain, so that the sun will be dimmed.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, there is no thunder, no lightning, and the majestic heavy rain hits hard!

The disciples under the battered stands were caught off guard, and hastily set up the real energy barrier, "Why is it raining suddenly?"

The bean-sized raindrops are overwhelming.

After 'Xinghuan Ziji', the two each made more than ten swords.This battle has lasted from dawn to dusk.

The true energy, spiritual consciousness, and spiritual will of both sides are on the verge of limit.

Yin Biyue still couldn't defeat Zhong Shan because of the gap between swordsmanship and realm.But not lost either.

So when the rain fell, both of them had nothing to spare.

In just a moment, Yin Biyue's thick Taoist robe was soaked with rainwater and became even heavier.Just like his heavy breath, as well as the overwhelmed heart, lungs and meridians.

The coagulated blood on the Taoist robe smeared in the rain. At first glance, the left half of his body seemed to be soaked in blood.

The wind and rain were desolate, and the mist splashed and confused, reminding him of the rain when he retreated and broke barriers.

It is also so desolate as autumn, with killing intent like awn.

Zhong Shan's ink-splashed landscape robe was also mixed with blood and rain.

The water flowed down the peak of his eyebrows, then trickled down the tip of the sword, and dripped onto the ring.The water flowers are in full bloom.

His eyes are getting brighter.It seemed to burn through the heavy rain curtain.

"What a coincidence, at this juncture, there is a rain, Brother Zhong's Wind and Rain Sword is enough to take advantage of it!"

"Hey, it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married, what can I do?!"

Almost everyone thinks so, this rain is God's will.

Only a very small number of people, including Luo Mingchuan, faintly reveal the supreme way after seeing the dark clouds.

Half-step Mahayana and above are because of the state, and Luo Mingchuan is because of the practice of the Jialan pupil technique.

But even if the world knew about it, many people would not dare to say a word.The six sub-sages are almost gods in the hearts of the world.

Thunder Jade Dew is all the grace of God.

The saint wants to change the sky, who dares to say no?

Ye Zhiqiu stood on the terrace, the lights of thousands of families in Ye City were under his feet.

He looked at the sky to the west.

This rain cloud is currently in Chongming Mountain, but as long as it moves two miles to the sky above Yecheng, he will strike without hesitation.

The old butler stood beside him, his voice trembling, "Master, please don't take the sword, it's disrespectful to a saint."

Ye Zhiqiu did not speak, nor did he put down the sword in his hand.

Zhonglu.

In Yunyang City, Mr. Zhang Yuan was drinking tea and looking at the sky in the courtyard. He seemed to be bored by the bad weather, so he threw the teacup in his hand on the ground.

There was a crisp sound of '哗啦', and the tea mixed with broken porcelain was spilled all over the floor.

But before that, Zhong Shan had already raised his sword in the wind and rain.

He took a step forward, and the shallow water under his feet splashed with water, which did not fall for a long time.

Where the sword passed, the flying rain twisted strangely and gathered with the sword!

So the wind and rain all over the sky turned into his sword.

The storm besieged the city!

Some people thought that Zhong Shan would become stronger by taking advantage of the wind and rain.I just didn't expect him to be so powerful.

The sword's momentum has surpassed the limit of breaking barriers and touched the threshold of Hinayana.

It seems to be about to break through!

Some people even saw that this sword was not only Zhong Shan's cultivation base, but also the "Wind and Rain Sword", the power of which was fully aroused!

But a rain, actually made it so excited!

No one thought that Yin Biyue would be able to take this incredible strike.

What did he use to take this sword?

And why did you take this sword?

Taking advantage of the trend and using the Cold Water Sword?But the wind and rain are all in Zhong Shan's sword, how can he take advantage of it?

Avoid this sword?

How can we avoid the storm?

Yin Biyue stood in the rain, his Taoist robe was completely wet, like a helpless city.