"Are you Guan Feixue?"

"It's young. Younger than I thought. ”

"Don't. We are now enemies. There is no need for so many polite words. What realm are you in now?"

Lin Ji took a slight breath, this son's cultivation speed is probably not much slower than his own, and it is probably an extremely difficult thing for him to kill the emperor here with a serious injury and leave Zhongjing City.

At that moment, a snowflake fell and fell on him.

His expression was calm, and he was actually extremely anxious and exhausted.

The streets and tiles of the city were covered with snow, and they were clean and clean.

Because there was no cold wind, the southern wall was covered with a light layer of snow.

The blood from the wounds on Lin Ji's body fell to the ground, which was particularly dazzling.

Because the archery man was standing opposite Lin Ji, it should be accurate to throw arrows.

Lin Ji felt the fierce killing intent in the air behind him, frowned slightly, waved his hand to sweep the snow into the air, and then finally took a step forward.

His feet seemed to be stepping on the shallow snow of the street, but in the open wilderness, landing like mallets, the earth like drums, and the ground of the imperial city shook with his steps!

Lin Ji, who looked extremely weak, should have been vulnerable, but for this long-planned blow, Guan Feixue's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

He wasn't knocked down by this sudden and terrifying fist.

With a snap, the light snow covered on the ground in front of the Imperial City Square was shaken off the ground, and countless cracks appeared on the hard bluestone ground, like a spider web.

The long hair fluttered behind him, like a whip, whipped the snowflakes miserably, and the Dao Dao energy carved deep marks on the wall like a sharp blade.

On the snow street, only power was roaring, and at this moment, the entire square became Lin Ji's sphere of influence.

On the square, the handsome Guan Feixue's bun was cut in an instant, and her long hair fluttered behind the cyan robe, looking a little embarrassed.

Although embarrassed, Guan Feixue, who still looked much better than Lin Ji, reached out into the snow sky and also held a sword.

There are 10,000 weapons in the world. But no one has ever denied the power of the sword.

A clear sword mark appeared on Feng Xiao's sword.

The blade of the sword entered the robe for three points, and the blood reappeared.

Guan Feixue's face instantly changed from pride to panic just now, he had never experienced such a life-and-death battle, so Lin Ji's approach really overwhelmed him.

The sword is moving forward.

In a hurry, Guan Feixue abandoned his sword and left, but this time Lin Ji never caught up.

In the bruised body, the howling sound that burst out was like thunder falling from the sky.

The snowflakes that were falling in the sky over Zhongjing City were burning violently, and the beauty was palpitating.

The snow finally melted, and a crack appeared.

A piece of light, infinite light, obscures all.

The wind and snow howled, the walls collapsed and the eaves were broken, and all the houses along the street near the Imperial City Square were shattered into ruins.

He wasn't greedy, he just wanted to kill the emperor.

He was covered in blood, especially the sword wound on his shoulder, which looked particularly terrifying.

Lin Ji's clothes were wet.

Now it's raining.

Not only is the time weird, but the rain is also weird.

Elsewhere in Zhongjing City, the snow is still as quiet as before.

Because this rain did not come from the clouds, but from the air.

Lin Ji looked at the other side above the imperial city and felt that this winter rain was a little cold.

The figures of the emperor and empress reappeared, safe and sound.

And Guan Feixue stood under the imperial city, and he was not injured in any way. The green shirt is wet, but unfortunately it is not blood.

Walk in the wind and rain.

The rain that fell from the sky created an ocean in those footprints.

Above Zhongjing City, the snowy sky like a line is still burning.

When the oil is exhausted, it seems that even escaping from Zhongjing City has become an extremely troublesome thing. Not to mention killing the emperor.

Not admitting defeat is Lin Jiajun's innate temperament, Lin Ji still didn't feel that he had lost, but he knew that he might need to think about how to save his life.

If Zhongjing City is a huge net, then the current Lin Ji is an injured beast, no matter how fierce he once was, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape from this huge net again.

If you want to, you have to run away. This is Lin Ji's final conclusion.

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