"One, two..... Eight, nine, ten!"

The stars are sparse and the moon is bright, shining on the snowfield. The blade of the sword was close to the trunk of the ice tung tree, and at the top of a longitudinal sword mark, the tenth path was chiseled, ten years!

The young man flicked his wrist and neatly put his sword into the sheath. A strange and evil fire that is all too familiar is ready to move in the depths of the back.

The young man turned his back to the sky, took a breath of cool snow air, and let the fluttering snow particles bounce and melt on the skin, there is an indescribable pleasure!

When he was five years old, he was picked up in the dying duel and returned to the Hanging River, the land of falling snow, and every year that passed, a sword mark would be added to this ice tree. In the past ten years, Lian Du has seen the various eyes of others, and he has heard too many names openly and secretly: "abandon orphans, mourn stars......"

Lian Du also knows that other people's speculation about him, or ill intentions, or sympathy, or just out of curiosity, and he doesn't even care, as long as it's not the most taboo title-

"Little Wild Seed, hiding here again?" Before anyone arrived, the sound came first, and in the shadow of the dark trees, a young man walked out, and under the gloomy moonlight, the young man's robe glowed with a unique brilliance.

This oncoming young man, with a thin face and shaved cheeks, an extremely narrow atrium, and a thin and high nose bridge, is more and more lined with eyebrows and long eyes.

The young man looked at Lian Duel, pursed his thin lips and smiled, "What about secretly working hard again? It's really good! You have practiced for all these years, and you can get it if you can hold a sword, and you still want to gather steam?"

Lian Du snorted coldly, staring at the young man, his eyes were steep, I can't remember how many times, it was this young man named Yan Jie, the dignified prince of Hangchuan, who insulted Lian Du in public as a "small wild seed", once Lian Du was angry, punched out, and was beating Yan Jie's nose bridge, two young men in their prime scuffled on the ground and gnawed a mouthful of mud, which made people look at a lot of jokes......

Yan Jie's cultivation is not low, he fights with exercises, and he can put the continuous duel that cannot understand the exercises to death, fortunately, the continuous duel has been clear and quick since he was a child, the tiger pounces on the bear, the arms are open, and the legs are tightly twisted, never giving Yan Jie the opportunity to use the sword to perform the exercises, until the two of them were pulled apart, and they both had a blue nose and swollen face.

This is a thing of the past, in the past, in the face of other people's criticism and difficulties, Lian Duan would not be able to help but refute and be annoyed, but in the questioning little by little, Lian Duan found that it is useless to justify, even if you really have a hard time! Either you have to prove yourself with strength, otherwise all explanations are pale and ridiculous.

But the most ridiculous thing is that the duel really can't show any strength, and in the face of ridicule, you can only ignore it and walk away.

didn't take two steps, Yan Jie reluctantly caught up, and collided with Lian Duel's shoulder, both of them stumbled, Yan Jie's soles of his feet "poofed", pretending to easily dust off the shoulder that had been hit by Lian Duel, seeing Yan Jie's not embarrassed or embarrassing appearance, Lian Duel smiled secretly.

The young man named Yan Jie stretched his shoulders with a "clucking" sound, shrugged his nose unwillingly, and sneered: "Liandu, where is the anger that you used to swing your fists at every turn? It's no wonder, after so many years, you are still like this wretch, no matter how tempered you are, you can't support it." My father picked up a dog's life, but you lost his face, and what kind of strength are you still hiding here to cultivate? If you continue to practice, won't you still be a fool? I advise you to find an inferior messenger as soon as possible, and you will know my father's kindness!"

Lian Du didn't bother to speak, staggered his steps, and wanted to bypass Yan Jie, but he was suddenly blocked by a cold short sword!

The sword light flashed through Lianduan's black eyes and reached Lianduan's throat.

Yan Jie raised his face high, and said provocatively with a short sword: "How do I think, it's getting easier and easier to kill you, wild seed." ”

"Yan Jie, I want to try, do you have the guts. Unexpectedly, Yan Jie's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword and slowly exerted force.

Lianduel's pupils were as dark as an ancient well, not showing mountains and water, and he actually stared at Yan Jie, Yan Jie subconsciously moved away from the blade of the sword, and sneered: "It's too easy to pinch a bedbug to death, and it's not interesting, it's better to detain it in the jar and tease it from time to time." I'm here to tell you, in a few days, we will have a big scene in Hangchuan, you don't even have the qualifications to take a look, when the time comes, you will be a watchdog of the Lei Mansion, understand?"

Yan Jie's knife-like gaze flickered at Lian Duan's face, with an angry sneer, and swaggered away.

A premeditated snow dust, swirling over the ice tung leaves, fell on the back of the neck, and the ice was so cold that it was a fierce spirit!

The strange fire in the depths of the back spine began to haunt again, showing an increasingly fierce trend, spreading to the limbs and being terrified! Even the head of the determination "popped", and in the past ten years, the most terrifying nightmare was tormented by this flame of evil worship!

Lian Du couldn't hold back the dizziness, his finger bones were clenched violently, he held the ice tung tree with one hand, and condensed the Xuanbing true qi in the meridians with the other hand, and the cool silk was dipped into the whole body, and the burning on the back of the spine subsided a little!

Lian Du exhaled, and said in his heart: "I finally survived it again!" When he opened his eyes, Lian Du was stunned, and the trunk of the ice tung tree was branded with a faint red palm print!

How did this treacherous fire that tortured the duel for ten years come about, I can't remember it clearly, but the duel has a hunch, this is a clue to trace the fog of his life experience!

Lian Du only remembers that when he was five years old, his parents and clansmen were annihilated in a bloody battle, which took place in the Grand Canyon outside the Hanging River, and Lian Du witnessed the sea of fire engulfing his parents, and since then, he can't remember anything about his past.

Ten years ago, as soon as the battle in the Grand Canyon ended, this soul silver sword appeared on the top of the Broken Jade Peak in the eastern part of the Hanging River together with the unconscious duel.

It was such a coincidence that no one believed that the duel had anything to do with the bloody battle at the Grand Canyon.

Because the battle of the Grand Canyon was really miserable - the bloody wind of the sea of people swept the sky and the earth, and it was lost for thousands of miles. The red-eyed roar rushed to the end of a thousand birds, and the wail that lasted for a long time was so weak that it was silent. The living are mixed with corpses and roll into the abyss, and the greed of the human heart is still insatiable!

In the end, the four corners of the firmament, which were clearly extinguished, pulled up the line of fire, and burned sharply to the center of the sky, along the Grand Canyon that stood on the edge of the Hanging River, cut off the mountains like a moat, and poured down the soup and heavenly fire!

The snow in the Grand Canyon has been burned for thousands of years, and the bones and remains of the battlefield have not been burned.....

No one could believe that a five-year-old child could escape.

Lian Du decided that this life was given by God's mercy, and he lived for the dead, and even more avenged them.

The clearest afterimage left by the battle of the Grand Canyon is a black-robed man with a blood vulture masked, and it was that person who triggered the Wanjun Heavenly Fire and slaughtered the whole door of the duel!

But the absurd thing is that Lianduel doesn't even know who he is, and even if he does, Lianduan doesn't have the slightest ability to slash the enemy.

Holding the Soul Silver Sword, Lian Du clearly noticed that the Xuanbing True Qi that had just been condensed was losing little by little......

The treacherous fire in the back spine, like an hungry ghost, spared no effort to eat away at the internal force of the duel, for ten years, the duel has been practicing hard every day than others, and it is also watching Yun Jimeng, Yun Geyao, Yan Jie, and Lei Shunyun, who grew up together, all reached the second and third realms of Xuanbing, and the duel is still ...... Bewildered.

Lian Duel, Lei Shunyun, these teenagers, the Xuanbing exercises that they practiced day and night are the original creations of Hangchuan, and the Hanging River of the Snow Country is derived from the Xuanbing clan.

According to legend, in this Yan Ling Continent, there were once seven ancient clans - Yan, Gu, Light, Spirit, Xuanbing, Night Spirit, and Void!

So far, in addition to the Xuanbing clan and the Gu clan, the other five ancient clans have few traces for some reason.

In the Yanwei Continent, everyone admires the glory of the ancient clan's exercises, and admires them, but not everyone has that talent. Even if it is a person in the ancient clan, there is only a small rub of the child, and he can refine the exercises of his clan to the peak, because this kind of person has an innate and unique soul power!