In Yan State.

When autumn is refreshing, the wind is still cold, and you can see the snowy mountains.

The temple monks lit a bonfire and roasted game.

Sitting under the tree on a snowy night, I was imagining the first chapter of "Silks of Silkworms".

The most important thing to survive is naturally to become stronger.

He was practicing the first chapter of "Silksaw Scroll" every moment, and never let go of his supernatural power. With the combination of these two magical powers, he was very confident that even if he met a great monk in the Xuanming realm, he could not be afraid at all.

Although the great monks in the Xuanming Realm in the world can count with one hand, they are not so easy to touch.

What's more, it is a real big thing in the Xuanming Realm. If it exists like that, there are only three left in the whole world.

But Xueye never expected that he would soon meet a big thing from the Xuanming Realm.

A cold wind blows through the mountains and fields.

The bonfire sways and sparks are splashing.

The sound of eating is very clear.

The temple monks who were roasting game did not eat. Even if there was a sound of wind and the sound of oil dripping from the bonfire, they could not hide the sound of squeaking.

Some temple monks who were already alert on the outside of the bonfire immediately became solemn. They carefully pulled out their swords from their waists and patrolled around the place where the sounds were made.

Open your eyes in the snowy night.

He looked in a certain direction.

There was a figure sitting there.

Holding a bowl of smoothie in my hand, I ate it very sweetly.

"Dean Xiong?" Xue Ye's pupils shrank suddenly.

Teacher Xiong is already the only great creature in the world in the world with Xuanming. There are only two people, Situ Chaoyuan and Guanzhu, above him. It is definitely a very bad thing to meet Teacher Xiong here.

There were crisp footsteps.

A man and a woman, holding a sword appeared in front of the temple monks.

Xue Ye stood up and said calmly: "It seems that you have been hiding in Yan State. Even if you want to kill me, there is no need to come together."

Teacher Xiong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong. I'll just eat smoothies and watch the show. After all, I want to take action and you will die in an instant. That's boring, let alone I can't bully the weak."

Although Teacher Xiong's words were the truth, Xueye was also very unhappy.

Han Yi looked at Xue Ye and said, "I originally wanted to find an opportunity to lure you out, but I didn't expect you to run out by yourself, which saved me a lot of trouble."

Xue Ye frowned and said, "The one you want to kill most is Situ Chaoyuan. I just want to survive, why bother to target me?"

Han Yi said: "It's your business that you want to live, and it's not a conflict between killing Situ Chaoyuan and killing you."

Xue Ye smiled and said, "But you may not be able to kill me."

Han Yi said: "I appreciate your confidence very much, but I am more confident than you."

Silent on the snowy night.

The temple monks gathered together, and if they wanted to live, they had to fight desperately.

Gu Shiyan, who was standing next to Han Yi, drew her sword and sheathed. She had limited qualifications and had not broken through the threshold of the fifth realm so far, but she had stepped in half. She was only more than enough to deal with the temple monks in the fourth realm.

The sword energy condenses in the mountains.

Let the chills become stronger here.

Teacher Xiong sat leisurely on the stone, holding the smoothie and eating silently, and was very stable as an audience member.

Xue Ye glanced at Teacher Xiong.

He decided to take the initiative.

The bone sword pierced out of his sleeve, and a cold light flashed slightly, and it had already attacked Han Yi. There were strands of silver threads entangled in the mountains and fields.

Those silver threads were split out from the sword energy.

The cold light from the bone sword tightly bound tightly, frozen in front of Han Yi's eyes.

He waved his sword to cut through the cold light.

But Xue Ye's people have also come close to him.

The two swords collided together.

The magnificent and surging air waves burst, causing the temple monks standing around to subconsciously stay away.

And Gu Shiyan now held a sword and rushed towards them.

The sword energy rolled up with coldness, as if ice crystals condensed in the air, swept on the temple monks, as if they were hit by a hail pouring out, and they all fell to the ground in pain.

But they were naturally not so easily defeated, so they quickly got up and started to fight back.

Han Yi reached out and grabbed Xue Ye's shoulder, and was avoided by Xue Ye's sideways. The bone sword and the Fuyao sword rubbed and the snowy sword, and Xue Ye used this to open the distance.

"I wanted to have a real fight with you very early. You were seriously injured in the snow mountain. Although the process was not very good for me, it was also my dream to fight with you who was in full swing.

Han Yi and Su Bieli once stood at the highest peak of the younger generation in the world. Xue Ye was trained as a future saint in the Taoist Palace, so his vision naturally had to be very high. The former white-robed swordsman was undoubtedly one of the people Xue Ye wanted to defeat the most.

"You have become stronger than when you were in the snowy mountains."

Both of them stood in front of the threshold of the Xuanming Realm. Perhaps the distance between Xueye was farther, but after all, he was borrowed by Situ Chaoyuan in the snowy mountains to increase his luck in Chaowu City. Now Xueye has laid a solid foundation, and it is not comparable to that in the past.

Xue Ye sneered and said, "How strong I have become, you just understand the tip of the iceberg."

Although Teacher Xiong said he would not take action, how could Xueye be unprepared? His time to practice the first chapter of "Silks of Silkworms" was still short, and his understanding of Taixuan's power was not deep enough, so he had to keep some trump cards first.

During this period, Han Yi was also taught by Teacher Xiong, and his cultivation level improved even more. He was only separated by a piece of thin paper in front of the threshold of Xuanming. With the second chapter of "Silks of Silkworm Destruction", he even had the ability to fight against a true Xuanming lower realm cultivator.

His purpose is not to kill Xue Ye, but to obtain the method of practicing Taixuan's mind from Xue Ye's mouth. Then he needs to completely defeat Xue Ye with the strongest attitude, so that he cannot live or die, so that he can only submit.

He could tell that the snowy night was reserved, but so what?

He would give Xue Ye a chance to display the trump card he kept.

The Fuyao Sword burst out with extremely powerful sword energy.

The sword energy was swung out, causing a large-scale crack on the ground. Taking advantage of the gap between Xue Ye's escape, the sword energy was born from the ground again, like a complicated ball of thread entangled, pulling Xue Ye's hands and arms. The sharp sword energy left blood marks on his body, tightly slinging his muscles.

My eyes were red in snowy night, and mysing was roaring, trying to get rid of the shackles.

But Han Yi suddenly approached his body without any hesitation, and the Fuyao Sword slashed directly.

Blood splashed.

Extremely striking sword marks appear on the chest of snowy night.

He roared and twisted his body, broke the entanglement of the sword energy, and quickly withdrew in a very embarrassed manner.

Several feet apart, they were panting rapidly on the snowy night.

"It's true that you are a white-robed swordsman. After so many years, you are still able to be the top figure of the younger generation in the world. Even if you disappear for so long, no later generation can surpass you."

Looking at Xue Ye calmly, Han Yi said lightly: "I don't know if anyone surpasses me, but you definitely can't surpass me."

Snowy Ye is a person with strong self-esteem.

He is also a arrogant enough person.

Although he knows how to control his emotions, sometimes he doesn't want to control it at all.

He has always regarded himself as a genius, so he should be at the highest point.

Although he is already in the same position as Han Yi, the gap in strength between the two is still irreparable, which is something that he is difficult to accept.

The first chapter of "Silkstone Destroyer" and Taixuan's mind power are also his ability. He shouldn't have such thoughts before he could use all his skills, but the feeling of powerlessness at that moment was also very real.

He was full of entanglement.

Han Yi did not give him too much time to worry about it, and then slashed out the next sword.

A whimpering sound from snowy night, flew backwards.

As soon as he looked up, the tip of the Fuyao Sword was already pressing against his eyebrows.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead. He swallowed his saliva secretly and stared at Han Yi fiercely.

Han Yi looked down at him, lifted the Fuyao Jian gently and patted him on the face. It didn't hurt much, but it was very shameful.

Snowy night roared.

Han Yi kicked him out one by one and kicked him out.

The figure flashed and caught up with him again. Fu Yao's sword body slammed on Xue Ye, causing him to hit the ground at a faster speed.

Xue Ye lay on the ground. As soon as he arched his body, his back sank and he lay down.

Han stepped on Xue Ye's back with one foot and lifted his sword and stabbed him on the shoulder.

Snowy night screamed bitterly.

Han Yi was indifferent.
To be continued...