On the quiet path leading from the inner courtyard of the academy to the 15th Spiegel Terrace, a group of ten figures held umbrellas and walked slowly against the wind and snow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It had been snowing heavily for more than a month, leaving snow up to their ankles on the ground of the deserted inner courtyard of the academy, leaving rows of deep footprints on the gradually climbing mountain road.

The ten-man team also seemed unusually calm.

On this snow-swept mountain road, only the sound of footsteps squeezing the deep white snow in the snow echoes coldly.

Behind them was the sixteenth Spiegel Terrace courtyard that was fading away, blurred by the snow in sight.

Jiang Manlou and the others didn't seem to be so excited because they had just defeated the sixteenth Spiegel Terrace and successfully entered the inner courtyard of the academy, compared to those students of the Liuzimen Sect in the outer courtyard of the academy who were shocked to hear the news, their performance was extremely calm, calm and a little terrifying, as if all this happened without any suspense, as if it was all taken for granted.

"The strength of the sixteenth Spiegel in the inner courtyard is far stronger than I imagined. ”

Jun Zeyu's voice was very gentle.

The ten sons are now going to fight against the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard, and Jun Zeyu undoubtedly serves as the think tank of this team.

He had been silent since he left the sixteenth Spiegel, not that he really had nothing to say, but that he was summing up the experience of the battle with the Sixteenth Spiegel, and he wanted to infer the overall level of the seventeen Spiegels in the inner courtyard from the strength of this Spiegel.

Jiang Manlou and the others also knew this, so they endured it all the way and didn't make a sound.

After Jun Zeyu came to his conclusion, everyone was still silent and slowly climbed the mountain.

Jiang Manlou glanced at Jun Zeyu and still didn't say anything.

This phrase is not difficult to understand, and its meaning is simple.

The strength of the sixteenth Spiegel in the inner courtyard of the academy is far beyond expectations, which means that the strength of all the opponents who are ranked before the sixteenth Spiegel will eventually exceed expectations.

In short, it was difficult to climb to the top of the mountain without any disasters all the way through the snowstorm that swept through the inner courtyard.

"So where can we go?" Chongyang said.

Will the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard be injured by the sleepless challenge, whether the body can support this series of battles, and how long will the cold snap from the Dayan Empire make the heavy snow in Bodhi Academy last...... None of these issues matter to them now, what really matters is where they can go.

This is perhaps the one issue they care about the most right now.

A pair of eyes looked at Jun Zeyu urgently, wanting to find the answer from the beautiful almost demonic cheeks.

"One step, one step. ”

Jun Zeyu looked up at the gradually clear courtyard of the Spiegel Terrace on the mountain.

Jiang Manlou and the others also cast their eyes one after another.

Their gaze is as clear as the gradual acceleration of their feet, implying unwavering conviction.

The people were silent and silent.

......

"It is said that he broke through. ”

On the shore of the lake behind the purple bamboo forest, Luo Changfeng dragged the bamboo raft to the shore and tied it tightly, and then squatted on the edge of the lake and washed his hands with the not very cold water in the lake.

Huangfu Yi walked over with an umbrella, and said for Luo Changfeng to block the flying goose feather snow.

"I heard about it, so I gave him three days to prepare. Luo Changfeng wiped his hands with a handkerchief, got up and took the umbrella in his brother's hand and said.

"It's very difficult to fight across borders. Even when the teacher was young, there were only a few times. ”

Huang Fuyi has been practicing and studying in the academy for nine years, and he once swept the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard of the academy with his own strength, so he is very clear about the strength of the ten sons and fellow people who occupy the second and third mirror platforms.

Especially Yan Xi and Xingshi, among the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard, it can be said that they are the two most senior among the old students.

Although Huang Fuyi had never been worried about the power of the thirty-six character lotus life technique, nor would he be worried about the seventeen path sword techniques that Luo Changfeng had learned from the knife book left by the knife idiot, in fact, since he had seen the seventeen path sword techniques, even he couldn't help but admire the exquisiteness of the knife, but he was still a little worried.

As he said, fighting across borders is a difficult thing to do.

"But I want to try. Luo Changfeng's eyes were full of sincerity and firmness.

He didn't know how stupid and ridiculous it was to cross the border in the Cultivator's Six-Character Gate, but he still wanted to give it a try.

Because only fighting, only thrilling battles can often bring out potential that a person has never realized.

What's more, if you can't beat it, you can only know if you have beaten it.

In this regard, he is very similar to Chongyang and others.

The same persistence, the same pride.

Birds occasionally fly down on the branches of the bamboo forest in the wind and snow, perhaps because the cold winter weather is too cold, the snow is too cold, the birds just fly down on the branches, they flapped their wings and took off again, leaving only shallow claw marks and small snowdrifts falling from the branches.

Snowdrifts fall on the surface of a wide umbrella, under which are groups of opponents who come to meet their opponents.

Yan Xi and the walker came side by side.

This purple bamboo forest path seems to have turned into a snow-white straight line, at one end of the line is Luo Changfeng and the senior brother are quietly waiting, the bird takes off from the branch as if the fish has bitten the hook, and the straight line in the hand feels the power of struggle, so the senior brother and sister raised their eyes slightly and saw the opponent at the end of the straight line.

Luo Changfeng put away the umbrella and drew the knife.

The knife in his hand was given to him by his senior brother not long ago.

It's not a precious weapon, and it's not a famous weapon on the Tianji Pavilion Divine Weapon List.

The knife in his hand was a bamboo knife.

It is a knife made from the pillars of the purple bamboo forest.

Luo Changfeng has been cultivating knives for a long time, and he has always lacked a decent knife.

Jiang Manlou is the heir of the Jiang family, the first family in the world, the Jiang family is the first family in the Shuzi Sect, and the attainments in the manufacture of weapons can be said to be unparalleled.

Even on the list of divine weapons promulgated by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, there are many divine weapons from the Jiang family. Once in the purple bamboo forest, when facing the examination of the seventeen mirror platform gods, Jiang Manlou once built a knife, a meteor knife that sharpened iron like clay.

With the current friendship between Luo Changfeng and Jiang Manlou, as long as he speaks, he will definitely have a knife ten times better than the Meteor Knife sent to him.

But he didn't.

He still accepted the bamboo knife given by his senior brother.

It's worthless, but it's very competent.

There is no reason, because this is a knife given by the senior brother.

Senior brother, like him, also cultivates the knife path of the knife idiot.

Looking at the bamboo knife in Luo Changfeng's hand, Yan Xi's eyes revealed a hint of mockery.

He really couldn't figure out how a bamboo knife that could cut even the pillars could be used as a weapon.

He couldn't figure it out and didn't have to think about it.

Because Luo Changfeng's knife was very fast, it was just a moment before he was about to approach him.

Yan Xi still stood in place and did not move, and he had no intention of dodging this knife.

Since it's a challenge, it's a challenge to dodge.

The thick snow under his feet was like a tender green bud growing wildly in spring, and with the smile on Yan Xi's face, the snow curtain that grew wildly around his body had completely protected him.

The snow curtain is like a wall of ice, solid and tough.

The bamboo knife in Luo Changfeng's hand stabbed at the surface of the snow curtain ice wall, but it didn't penetrate a single bit.

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