The Villain's White Lotus Halo

In the leaden gray sky, thick snow clouds became more and more gloomy, covering the murderous snowfield.

After the thunder strike, no one moved first.Under such a stalemate, Yin Biyue even thought for a while that everyone in this place wears the same clothes, and there is no recognition at all.Only Rong Zhuo's red dress and Yu Zhanmei's white dress can be regarded as her signature dressing styles.

Now it seems that Yu Zhanmei is not in the Golden Palace.So where did the second strongest man in the magic path go?

Zhonglu Academy, Southern Qinglu Sword Sect, or Western Cangya Mountain?

It would be a disaster wherever he went, but if he only looked at the current battle situation, at least he had a [-]% chance of winning.

The brilliance of the Linyuan Sword burst out suddenly, and twelve demon breaths swept over the sky and covered the sky!

There is no wind and snow on the edge of the cliff, and the meaning of coldness and silence is condensed in the air, oppressing people's hearts if there is any substance.

Rong Zhuo turned around and quietly looked at the young man who broke through countless barriers in an instant and appeared in front of him, "It's really impressive to say goodbye to Hengduan Mountain in just a few months."

The complicated red robe on his body seemed to have deposited a sea of ​​blood, and as he walked, the sea of ​​blood created waves.

"My 30-year practice journey, you have completed it in less than [-] years. Is this the luck of the demon's reincarnation?"

This sentence is not a question to the other party, but just a sentence of emotion.

If the enemy is in front of you, be cautious, and naturally you don't have the time to sigh.And until now, he has never regarded the other party as an opponent who needs to compete and fight for life and death.

Unmoved by this contemptuous attitude, Luo Mingchuan replied, "You all say yes, so let it be."

It is enough for me to know who I am, and it is enough for my junior brother to know who I am.Others say what you want.

Rong Zhuo smiled, her tone was serious, and she felt ashamed to ask,

"Don't you think that the way you are now is embarrassing to the demon king? Could it be that your greatest wish is to be the master of Cangya Mountain?"

"I've got what I want. There's nothing more to fight for."

Luo Mingchuan knew that if it wasn't for his master's entrustment and responsibility, he wouldn't even want to be the head of Cangya Mountain.

Rong Zhuo nodded, "I understand. If you seek benevolence and get benevolence, you will be able to complete your Dao heart and practice smoothly. But does Tianluo Jiuzhuan also talk about Dao heart?"

Luo Mingchuan's eyes fell on the snow cloud above his head, his face was slightly pale,

"As long as it is a practice, it needs to sharpen the state of mind. Tianluo Jiuzhuan is no different from thousands of exercises in the world."

It turned out that while the dialogue was taking place, the battle was always going on.

Up to this moment, the snow cloud could no longer withstand the powerful confrontation between the true essence and the magic breath, and suddenly dispersed, like strands of cotton wool being torn apart.A series of muffled noises came from Nine Heavens, like thunder before a summer rainstorm.

The mighty true energy and violent magic breath filled every inch of space in the sky and the ground.The snow was lifted high, forming countless turbulence and eddies, submerging the figures of the two.

After hearing this, Rong Zhuo said regretfully, "You see it so clearly, why do you still come to a dead end?"

As these light and fluttering words fell, a mighty gust of wind gathered from under the abyss, and rushed straight out of that dark world.

The wind was deadly cold, and the temperature on the edge of the cliff dropped suddenly.

*******

In the deep winter of this year, the wars and fightings that broke out in various places have completely disrupted the atmosphere of the world.

The dilemma collapsed, and the magic army suffered heavy losses. After the integration, they continued to go south. Zhongshan fell off the cliff, and his life and death were unknown. A hundred miles away from Lianjian Mountain, the first barrier was broken. Huan; the sea of ​​fire outside Yunyang City was extinguished, corpses were scattered all over the field, the magic army brigade stayed in place, and the elite attacked the city first.

His Majesty the Emperor of Hokuriku worshiped the ancestors at Fengtiantai, and three thousand dragons sailed across the sea in a treasure ship, and the emperor personally conquered it.

Blood flowed on the battlefield where thousands of people rushed, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.In the seemingly peaceful Westland, the towns still have rules, and the refugees have been properly resettled.

Because the victory or defeat in this land is decided by a few people.

For example, the wilderness on the outskirts of Tai'an.

Yu Zhanmei was thinking a little angrily, how do you know that I take this road, every time I go to the road, every time I block it.

Naturally, Liu Jishuang is not so sophisticated that she can figure out her whereabouts without knowing it.

I just know that if she gets lost, she will take the one on the right.

The sky gradually darkened, and the clouds obscured the moonlight.There is a thin layer of snow on the wilderness overgrown with withered grass, which looks a bit like the Eastern Land Snowfield.

The two are separated by three feet, this distance is very suitable for fighting and talking.

Yu Zhanmei looked at the dim sky, thinking that after tonight, there will be one less person who can speak in the world.After all, in the huge golden palace, no one dared to look at her.

In this case, why not say a few more words at this time?

"I heard that you closed the gate of life and death."

For some unknown reason, Liu Jishuang talked to her calmly, "Yes."

Yu Zhan smiled slightly, "Then you are leaving the customs now, do you see through life and death?"

Liu Jishuang looked at the person opposite.

He obviously has the most indifferent and ruthless temperament, but he has practiced the most feminine and charming kung fu.When she smiles, her eyebrows are like spring willows, and her eyes are like ice lakes.

She calmly replied, "Life and death are natural matters, such as long rivers and clear streams flowing into the sea, flowers blooming in spring and leaves falling in autumn. If you deliberately look at it, you will be inferior."

Yu Zhan no longer smiled, and looked at her coldly, "You know, what I hate the most is your appearance."

Having said that, it is naturally impossible to continue.

The night wind blew the Mistress of the Golden Palace's wide sleeves, and suddenly changed direction, blowing towards the person opposite her.

A wave of Bai Lian came with the wind, crushed by the surge of magic energy, and the weeds were ruthlessly broken along the way.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the murderous intent is awe-inspiring.

Liu Jishuang flew up, as if a real barrier of true essence condensed in front of her.

She practiced straight boxing, the wind of the boxing pierced the air, and thunder blasted down the wilderness one after another.

The pressure weighing more than a thousand feet fell on the soft Bai Lian, but it was like a stone like a lake, and there were no traces when it splashed and rippled.

Yu Zhanmei's expression was as indifferent as ice and snow.

The white drill in the hand stretches three feet across, standing still in the air, like a bridge.

And they stood at both ends of the bridge, just like that snowy night watching the warm wine and dim lights together.

*****

A ray of golden light shot straight into the night sky a hundred miles away, and rippled out layer by layer like water waves.It is the light when the Cangya Mountain Protection Formation is opened.

With the main hall of the main peak as the center, it covers the other five peaks, from the tumbling sea of ​​clouds to the grass and trees in front of the mountain gate, all are covered in it.

This is the first time since Cang Ya founded the sect after the end of the Dharma Era, the mountain protection formation has been fully deployed.Headed by Zhengyangzi, all the elders in the sect sat cross-legged in the main hall, presiding over the formation with all their strength.

Half of the sky in the west land was illuminated by the golden light as bright as the sun.

But that incomparably powerful aura coming from outside the sky was blocked by a sword aura before it touched the golden light.

Jun Yu stood on the cloud holding the 'Chunshan Smile', facing Yu Shi who came by the wind.

Under the clouds, beyond the golden light, there are also two people facing each other three feet apart.

"You may not know me. Let me introduce myself, my name is Yan Xing. I am a teacher of Sword Saint Wei Jingfeng, and I am the third child in the family."

The man in front of the mountain gate was carrying a long knife on his back and a wine jar hanging on his waist. He came from Nanlu at full speed day and night.

When speaking, the tone is loose and uninhibited, but the eyes are clear, looking straight at the person in front of him,

"Actually, I've always thought that you should fight with my elder brother. After all, you both use swords, and the kendo you practice is also similar. Mr. Xuefu also said something about 'two stars appearing in the world'. Many people guessed that it was the two of you... ...But not now." He pointed his finger at the sky, "Now my senior brother has something to do and can't leave, and the second senior sister is not here. I can only do it. I have admired you for a long time, Fellow Daoist Lin."

This sentence of long admiration is not polite, Yan Xing really admires Lin Yuangui somewhat.Since he started practicing, this name has been as famous as his elder brother Jun Yu.It's just that what he obeyed was not the opponent's talent in swordsmanship, but the sword on Hengduan Mountain that dared to block the rest of the world.

When he saw a real person today, he felt from the bottom of his heart that if he was born 100 years earlier, he would be able to compete with the real person.

Opposite him, the man in the blue Taoist robe simply stood there, like a tall and straight green pine.The coldness between the brows is also like ice and snow that never melts.

Lin Yuangui listened silently and patiently, then nodded, "Friend Yan."

This is the end of the greeting.

But Yan Xing still didn't plan to do anything.He usually only talked a lot when he was drunk, but tonight he didn't even touch a drop of alcohol, but he seemed drunk, "Why did fellow Daoist Lin come?"

Lin Yuangui replied, "It was entrusted by the elders of the division."

He thought that since it was a duel between two people, and his cultivation level was higher than that of the opponent, it should be natural for the opponent to make the first move.

This kind of old and pedantic ancient etiquette has long been followed by no one, but Lin Yuangui still insists on it personally.So now that Yan Xing is not moving, he can only talk with the other party.

Yan Xing asked again, "What is the entrustment of the elders of the master?"

"Trust me to fight in Cangya."

"What about after the fight?"

"If you lose, you will die in Cangya. If you win, I have repaid the kindness of my master's upbringing, and I will abandon my cultivation skills and leave Hengduan Mountain."

Yan Xing looked slightly stunned, "There's no such reason."

Lin Yuangui still looked calm.As if to say it should be so.

Yan Xing thought for a while, "After you leave, what if there is no one to inherit the Shuoyue Sword? And what about the disciples from your master's line? I'm afraid they will have a hard time going on."

It is not a secret that Bao Puzong is divided into old and new factions.After the death of Lin Yuangui's master, the rest of the world has monopolized power, and it is well known that everyone will eliminate dissidents.

Facing these two questions, Lin Yuangui could only remain silent.Instead of answering for the first time, he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Yan Xing said calmly, "One is because the two of you just met, it's too boring to fight without saying a word. The other is because I can't beat you, so I have to delay."

Lin Yuangui obviously didn't expect him to say that.Isn't it a big taboo in the battle to think that you are far inferior to others?

At this point, they are even more unable to understand each other.

Lin Yuangui grew up on a misty mountain since he was a child, practicing sword practice day after day, there is no difference between one year and ten years.His master taught him benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, honesty, shame and courage, but he didn't teach him that there are times when loyalty and righteousness are in a dilemma.

President Yan is used to the world as his home in the crowded market.On the day he met the Juggernaut, he fought with a few bandits in the Chunxiu Tower who had spent money on drinks and molested Miss Luhua.Everyone else in the tavern ran away, and he was the only one left. Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he still wanted to stand out, so he died for half his life.

The Juggernaut once said, "Just like you, nine lives are not enough for you to die."

In other words, admitting that he is not as good as the other party will not shake Yan Xing's fighting spirit in the slightest.Because of the act of 'seeking death', he fully implemented the first half of his life.

I can't beat you, but I just want to fight you.

There is a kind of you to kill me.

Yan Xing drew out his long knife and said seriously, "Friend Lin, please—"