Chapter 934: Sword of Mist

At night, the wind travels thousands of miles, the clouds are miserable, and the candle shadow is sunk......

The silver brilliance seems to be like broken stars sprinkled on the western mountain field, the green woods are glowing with a light and melancholy atmosphere, and the earth is silent, as if resisting the oppression of the night shadows, and want to go to the most charming and more intoxicating night scene......

In the night, the wind came, but it destroyed it all, and the clouds rolled, like a giant beast sleeping in the sky for eternity, slowly woke up, and gradually expanded the sound of the wind, and the thunder first appeared, and the roar came from afar, completely shattering the night......

The ancient city of Wanyue, which is as calm as ever, ushered in a simple silence late at night, and the majestic mountain gate at the end of the central straight road symbolizes the sacredness standing under the gloomy clouds......

One night, as if shaken......

In the splendid Tiangong Palace, several candles emitted a weak light, this night, the hall is not bright, secluded and cold alternately, always pressing the heart of the old man in the palace, little by little......

Recalling the path that lasted for more than 200 years, Yande's face was covered with the glorious brilliance of the past, and the experience of each scene was like a passing cloud of smoke constantly turning over, the joy brought by entering the realm when breaking through, the pride of stepping into the void, and the addiction close to Shinto...... With the condensation of memory, the epitome of satisfaction is slowly derived, and finally a majestic shadow is conjured, but it is like a mountain destroying all the memories......

The faces that gradually plumped up in the impression emerged in incredible forms, joy, satisfaction, pride, and indulgence...... Everything turned into a dream bubble in an instant, and then the "mountain" was crushed, arousing feelings of consternation, indignation, and helplessness, as if it was an end, and it ended at this moment......

Then, the memory of Yande stopped here, the weak candle flame in the hall seemed to be laughing at his incompetence, two thousand years of vicissitudes, let Wanyue Heavenly Palace stand step by step on the highest peak of the periphery of the grand plan, and the posture of countless people was not enough to arouse its pity......

Arrogant, arrogant, unstoppable, Wanyue Heavenly Palace, which is at the forefront of martial arts, may be standing too high......

Things must be reversed, maybe Wanyue Heavenly Palace has come to an end today......

"I couldn't sleep this night. ”

The old man stood up heavily, and took a steady step to look at death, and at this moment a relieved smile appeared on his face......

"Just let the old decay dedicate a liliang to the two thousand years of immortal foundation of Wanyue Heavenly Palace. ”

Muttering to himself, he had already walked down the steps at some point, and when the high emotions were suddenly stretched and lowered by the interval of the horizon, Yande seemed to be much more relaxed.

The "mountain" was still there, but it couldn't make him feel heavy......

"It's a good feeling to be light for nothing, Feng Jueyu, since you're here, don't you come out to talk?" Yan De smiled, and his relieved smile made him even more unfathomable......

Slowly, two streams of spiritual power like water flowed silently on the surface of the body, like two quiet swimming dragons, as if they were returning to the sudden calmdown, which was more in line with the consciousness of Yande at this moment.

The wind, coming......

A more silent wind blew into the hall, and the weak candle flame instantly beat in fright, Xu had life, and after feeling the strong pressure of the comer, the candle flame "poof......" was extinguished one after another, so that the hall returned to the embrace of darkness......

The moon is still there, spilling into the spacious temple from the gap in the window lattice, although it can't expel the darkness of the night, but it can reflect a delicate and dignified face, the face is cold, making the ensuing night breeze more chilling, the temple door is struggling to let out a dying wail, and the tinkling copper ring seems to be violently shaken, uneasily reminding the original owner of this place that there is a threat......

"Yande, although we have only met once, this is the second time, but you deceived me so hard, I am so scheming, is this sentence ...... you?"

Feng Jueyu's voice was very calm, without a trace of anger mixed in, as revenge, his purpose was quite clear, and he had already arrived at Tiangong Mountain before the half-burnt incense, and after searching for a long time under the premise of having a purpose, he really failed to find Ning Yao and Yin Congfu......

But the old man is still there, he knows that Yande is waiting for him......

In the face of Feng Jueyu's sarcasm, Yande reciprocated with an indifferent smile for fame and fortune: "Some things, when it is time to do it, someone must bear it, the old man will do this, and you will do it in the future." ”

"Are you implying that Zhou Nanjing will become the current Wanyue Heavenly Palace? If so, I can tell you that it won't. Feng Jueyu grinned, but disagreed.

Yande quietly looked at the young man in front of him, who was less than thirty, and he didn't understand where he got so much confidence. However, the old man suddenly understood that Ning Yao, the disciple she had been cultivating and had accompanied her for nearly a hundred years in the Black Abyss Sea, was still defeated by the young man in front of her after getting the Howling Sea Current.

There were only two meetings before and after, and Yande suddenly found that Feng Jueyu gave him two different experiences......

The first time of strength and ruthlessness, so that he did not go beyond the scope of ordinary simplicity, if you locate Feng Jueyu according to the limitations of the martial arts, he is indeed a rare genius, an unprecedented master, however, it is only a master.

However, when they didn't see each other again for a few days, Feng Jueyu had already removed the word "Fan Pu", in addition to having an unchangeable coldness on his body, all the flaws and shortcomings had been covered up by a layer of invisible and untouchable things, becoming mysterious, transcendent, and even otherworldly, and even for a moment, Yande suddenly felt that the span between him and Feng Jueyu was never equal, and he jumped into a state of world difference at once

"There is nothing in the world that is eternal, you look at Wanyue Heavenly Palace, is it brilliant? In the end, it is not decayed, and now there is only one person in the palace. The future of Zhou Nanjing is the same. The stunned words repeated the emotion in his heart one after another, but what can be said is that this time when he faced Feng Jueyu, he didn't have much confidence.

The quiet Tiangong Hall symbolizes the glory of the past, but at this moment, it is particularly cold and low in the lonely words......

The gloomy clouds pressed even lower, as if a storm had been brewing for a long time, almost the next moment it was about to descend on Tiangong Mountain.

Darkness descended on the earth, and the temple fell into an unprecedented dead silence, neither of them spoke, as if waiting for something, and on a moonlit night, when the intoxication of the starry sky and the shining moonlight were all blocked by the dark clouds for nine days, it seemed that the long-awaited chaos finally appeared.

The strong wind that broke through the sky appeared from a distance in an unusually dense and frequent way, and it became clear in an instant, and a huge roar exploded Tiangong Mountain, bringing the panic and fear of the dragon's roar, and the insignificant light reflected two huge glooms that broke into the temple gate, as long as the hall was far away again.

Noises, noises......

The crisp sound of the clash of gold and iron, the cry of pain and panic......

For a while, it enveloped Wanyue Heavenly Palace, and the sound of fighting that continued to spread from the direction of the ancient city drove away the silence of the night in less than a moment, and one after another firelight rose into the sky, mixed with the anger and madness that completely covered Wanyue Heavenly Palace.

This is a battle that can not be escaped in the end, there is only one ending, to stop with the disappearance of one party, for this result, as early as the day Yin Congfu brought back to Ning Yao, it has been determined, so the two people in the palace are not surprised......

Feng Jueyu stared at Yan De, disdainful of the sound of fighting coming from outside, his eyes looked coldly, and said: "I don't have the time to accompany you here, I only ask you one sentence, where are Ning Yao and Yin Congfu?"

The words were paused, and there was a resolute meaning in their expressions, and the two of them looked at each other for a long time, and Feng Jueyu sighed helplessly, knowing that his words were in vain.

Since Yan De calculated that he would guess that he had given up the idea of the destruction of Zhou Nanjing, he would definitely have a back hand, and he secretly let Ning Yao and Yin Congfu escape, just to brew a storm of revenge in the future, and asking him about Ning Yao and Yin Congfu's whereabouts at this time is tantamount to an extra move.

It's just that Feng Jueyu still doesn't give up: "You use tens of thousands of disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace to protect Ning Yao and Yin Congfu, is it worth it?"

Yande smiled, and said righteously: "Don't say that there are tens of thousands of disciples in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, that is, hundreds of thousands, millions, and once like Yao'er's immortal talent, no matter how many ants there are, they are also ants, sacrifice them, keep Yao'er, Wanyue Heavenly Palace will one day come to the top again, this deal is definitely worth it." ”

When Feng Jueyu heard this, his eyes shrank coldly, he didn't expect that Yande would be so ruthless that he would compare the lives of tens of thousands of people with Ning Yao alone, and he was also convincing and not ashamed, his heart was vicious, and he was thousands of times better than that of the East River.

"Hmph. Feng Jueyu smiled, and his smile was sarcastic: "The disciples of the Heavenly Palace should really listen to what you, the helmsman, say, if they let them know that their lives are not as good as ants, their expressions must be very exciting."

Yande smiled as usual, not bewitched by Feng Jieyu's words: "Everyone is born and their fate has been decided, their fate is like this, what can be done about old age." ”

Feng Jueyu smiled speechlessly: "Hehe, no wonder the Heavenly Palace has the same face up and down, it turns out that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, since this is the case, you don't need to live." ”

"You're trying to kill me, I'm afraid it's not that easy. Yan De seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and inadvertently, an abundant spiritual power permeated the surface of his body.

The clouds are surging, and Yande's understanding of the "Howling Sea Current" is far higher than Ning Yao's, even if he is seriously injured at the moment, it still gives people a full sense of oppression.

It's just that in Feng Jueyu's opinion, this rebellion is tantamount to having fun in suffering and being a car with his mantis arm, because when he decided to meet Yande, he already had enough confidence that he could defeat Yande.

Feng Jueyu smiled: "On the contrary, it is easy to kill you. ”

With that, Feng Jue Yu suddenly turned into an ethereal gray mist, and the gray mist suddenly turned into a gray fog sword, and without seeing how Feng Jue Yu moved, his person disappeared in place, and in the next breath, Yan De gradually peeled away from the idea of seeing death as if he were at home and trying to die together, replaced by a shocking blood hole in his chest and an expression full of shock and fear......

"You ......"