Chunjun was unsheathed, his sword was intent, and he rolled up snow all over the ground.

Wei Hongye stopped and the sword god had the sword intent, and she could not get close to her.

She didn't understand before, but now she respects her as a god.

The sword intent rises, and the four winds and clouds move.

As the wind and clouds gather, snowflakes began to float in the sky again.

This is not real snow, but the transformation of the girl's sword intent.

The divine nature is the wind and the sword intent is like white snow.

Wei Hongye was shocked by Chen Ruoyu's sword intent and turned to look at the young man walking towards him.

She thought that young people would be afraid to move forward.

But I didn't expect that the young man's steps were not chaotic and his expression was not nervous at all.

As we got closer, Wei Hongye began to look at the young man's face carefully with his eyes.

Many immortals in Kunlun Ruins are beautiful. Both men and women have pleasing faces. They can still stay in their youth if they succeed in cultivating immortals.

Wei Hongye has seen many excellent young people, with clear eyes, romantic posture, bright clothes and angry horses, or elegant demeanor.

But I have never seen a person like a young man walking over.

His facial features are not delicate, and there is even a slightly ugly scar on his cheeks.

The eyebrows are not hard enough and there is no magical power in the eyes.

Lips, chin, and side face can only be called delicate.

He was wearing a black armor, which was thick and thick. Perhaps he had walked a long way and looked dusty.

At first glance, this is an ordinary young man.

However, as he got closer and closer, the world was shaken by his steps.

It seemed as if the world was in his heart.

The sword cultivation in Kunlun Ruins does not practice Taoism, nor does it practice sub-collections of Confucian and Taoist classics.

However, when she looked at the young man seriously, she suddenly thought of a word in her mind.

To be precise, it reminds of a kind of person.

Such people are no longer common in modern humans where material desires are rampant, and are rarely mentioned in Kunlun Ruins, which advocate cultivating immortals and discussing Taoism.

But among the countless thousand-year-old Chinese civilizations, they once stood proudly between heaven and earth.

This word is called gentleman.

Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

Chen Ruoyu's sword intent is still increasing, and the snow is getting tighter and tighter.

Every snowflake carries Chen Ruoyu's sword intent and can turn into murderous intent at any time.

However, the young man was unmoved and allowed the snowflakes to fall on his body one by one, falling in front of his eyes as bright as stars.

Looking at the girl's frowning eyebrows, Wei Hongye inexplicably worried about the young man.

She knew how much sword power the girl had, and she knew how strong Chunjun's murderous intent was after the recast.

Fortunately, until the young man walked to the girl, the white snow transformed by the sword intent did not stop.

The young man looked at the girl, and the girl looked at him at this moment.

The world is quiet, and you can hear the sound of snow falling.

"You killed someone." The young man asked faintly.

"Swords are originally a killing soldier. When it comes to killing people, I am far inferior to you, who can destroy 100,000 soldiers with one sword."

"I will continue to do this in the future."

"So, I should have killed it with one sword." The girl said hatefully.

"You have the chance to kill me today. You have already completed your sword intent throughout the journey. If you attack me now, you will have a great chance to kill me."

The young man's words seemed to make the girl feel a little moved.

The sword god had a murderous intent, and Bai Xue was stunned.

Fortunately, the snow only stopped for a moment and started to fall again.

"I do kill people today, but the person I want to kill is not you. But this is not the key. I am just worried that I can't kill you with one sword. Today is not a day to kill the teacher." The girl said.

Hearing the three words "Killing Shiri", a gloomy look flashed in the young man's eyes.

He stretched out his white palm, picked up a snowflake, and watched the snow melt in his palm.

The ice and snow melted, and the eyes were as bright as before.

"This snow is far less than Yanshan." said the young man.

"Did you ever regret it?" asked the girl.

"A song about North Wind is worth my doing, not to mention that there is still the opportunity to see the unparalleled sword dance of the Tang Dynasty."

It seemed as if the young man's words had evoked memories, the girl's murderous intent weakened, and the snow became gentle.

The candle dragon lives in the poor family, and the light is still open.

Why is the sun and the moon shining so much? Only the north wind comes from the sky.

The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, and pieces blow down Xuanyuan Platform...

The scene of life and death in Pei Min’s tomb made the girl feel confused.

Returning the sword to the sheath, the snow all over the sky also disappeared without a trace.

Next, the young man and the girl said something a little more, but no longer could be felt by Wei Hongye.

Some words involve the mystery of heaven and earth, and the law cannot be passed down to the six ears.

Finally, the young man left and left the girl to stay where she was.

The girl stared at the back and turned around and said to Wei Hongye for a long time, "Let's go."

"Yes." Wei Hongye responded softly.

"What are you doing so far away? Talk to me."

The girl wanted to talk to someone, but she refused to speak first, and Wei Hongye didn't dare to ask.

After walking silently for a long time, Wei Hongye finally couldn't help but ask, "He has really killed 100,000 soldiers?"

"more than."

"You are the sword god, aren't even sure you can kill him?"

"If I still have a chance in the world, I can't do it here." Shen Ruoyu said frankly.

"Why?" Wei Hongye asked.

"The water and fire here are not yet stable. The fire mountain blocks the sky, and I cannot sense the existence of the nine stars of the Beidou."

"Do you use Beidou as your sword?" Wei Hongye asked in depression of shock.

"Well. I can hold the Beidou as a sword, which is the opportunity he gave me."

Wei Hongye was shocked again when he heard this, stopped and looked at the girl in a daze and asked, "Who is he?"

"Qin Jue."

...

Above the Netherworld Ghost City, a place where gold and water intersect.

Lin Xuanzhen took over the thunder sea with the power of the emperor and climbed to Xuantai.

The God of Death used his killing to attack the generals who fought, and burst into a fierce aura and rushed into the clouds.

This peak battle of acquired gods has caused terrifying celestial phenomena to be confused before it even began.

The sentient beings below were frightened and fell into extreme fear.

Only when the state of mind reaches the Yangshen realm can you have the strength to guess who will take the initiative in this god battle and how it will take place.

The god of death did not make people wait for the murderous intent to reach its peak and turned into a black kite bird, carrying endless killing and fighting spirit, and entering the sea of ​​thunder.

The long sword slashed through the sea of ​​thunder, instantly illuminating the entire sky.

Thunder power ran, lightning intertwined, and a long sword stirred up millions of thunder chains.

Looking at the thunder of destruction coming, the god of death held the knife in both hands and burst out with endless fighting spirit, cutting off all lightning chains with one knife.

Lightning was shattered, and the power of thunder was still there.

After a moment of accumulation, he poured down towards the god of death with the momentum of breaking the sky.

At this time, the terrifying heavenly power. The god of death took a deep breath and resonated with flags on his back.
To be continued...