Chapter 13:

"Snow Falcon Sword?" Xiao Liping couldn't remember Jiang Yun who was cold and full of ice crystals, but he still remembered the Snow Falcon Sword, "Ling Yuelun?" This was surprised, the sword was already pointed at the center of his eyebrows, Xiao Liping hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but the tip of the sword predicted that it would follow closely, Xiao Liping pulled out the three-foot long sword on the weapon racks on both sides of the school field, and went up to the sword, although the sword was not as good as the snow falcon, but Xiao Liping thought that his swordsmanship was excellent, and he would not be afraid if he fought with a sword.

The two swords were handed over suddenly, and the snow falcon sword that held this cold air was as white as a lamb, and the momentum of the sword was like a magnificent sea wave, and it was unstoppable like the collapse of Mount Tai. I only heard a "bang", the two swords were put together, and the cold air became more and more intense, and in a moment, the long sword in Xiao Liping's hand also turned into a white frost color, and the cold air slowly spread from the sword body to the hilt. Xiao Liping's eyes were full of fear, "You are not Ling Yuelun!"

"See who I am!" The thin ice on Jiang Yun's face shattered, revealing a delicate but pale face.

"How is it possible!" Xiao Liping saw Jiang Yun's face instantly pale. Although Jiang Yun is the body of the cold moon, the last time he saw that Jiang Yun's internal force in his whole body was real, how could it be that he recovered in less than half a month? No, not only has he recovered, but his internal strength is even stronger than before! Xiao Liping's fingers have already felt the chill coming from the sword in his hand, and he was able to draw with him half a month ago, but now his internal strength is even more so How can he be an opponent? Thinking of this, Xiao Liping had the idea of retreating.

"Click", at this moment, the long sword in Xiao Liping's hand was cut in two, the snow falcon sword short sword slashed, Xiao Liping was busy with a chest and waist bent back, the sword swept past the tip of his nose, the cold air came to his face, and his eyes were frozen so much that he couldn't open them.

Dodging a sword, Xiao Liping pulled up like a big tree and hit Jiang Yun's chest with both palms, Jiang Yun was turning the snow falcon sword at this moment, and he couldn't resist, so he could only stand up his chest and resist a palm. The hard chest was as strong as the city wall, and Xiao Liping shook himself back two steps with a palm.

"Impossible!" Xiao Liping stepped back quickly, his eyes turning from horror to despair, "How can you." I don't believe it!" Even Long Aotian couldn't take his palm casually, but this kid obviously didn't have any body protection skills similar to the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, but he didn't have anything to do?!" You... You—" Xiao Liping was already speechless in horror.

"Nothing is impossible. "Jiang Yun Snow Falcon sword slashed out again, the sword move is always straight, there is no ingenuity and agility at all, but every sword should not be underestimated. The use of a sword does not have to be a gorgeous sword move, but more importantly, a strong sword intent and a strong killing intent.

Xiao Liping pulled out a bladeless sword on the weapon rack again, this is for the training of disciples, the big sword weighs more than 30 pounds in the hand, it takes a lot of effort to lift, looking at the snow falcon sword that came in a blink of an eye, Xiao Liping reluctantly raised his sword to meet him, this sword was knocked away by the snow falcon, and it came out of Xiao Liping's hand, only smashing the weapon rack next to it, and the weapons contained on it also fell down in a daze.

"We have no hatred and no grudges! Why do you want to kill me?" Xiao Liping said as he dodged and begged for mercy.

"No hatred, no grudges?

"It's all Long Aotian's business, I'm just helping him do things, why don't you go to him, killing me won't do you any good!" Xiao Liping knew that Long Aotian was dead, but for now, he could only transfer Jiang Yun's hatred to Long Aotian.

"He has to die, and you can't escape!"

"Everything I did was coerced by Long Aotian, if I killed him, I would naturally not harm anyone if I was not coerced by him, and I would not do such things as harming you. Xiao Liping slashed the sword body on his head that couldn't dodge, and a frost-white hair scattered and danced in the air.

Jiang Yun suddenly raised the sword in his hand, his momentum was like an eagle standing on the top of a mountain looking down on all things in time, just waiting for the sword to come out, Xiao Liping's eyes were full of horror and hatred, and it was not long for the two feet to escape, but the sword did not slash at Xiao Liping, but stabbed the ground with a groundbreaking momentum. The hard stone slabs of the school yard burst into cracks, and the cold air from the cracks spread out like the white gas that was rolling in the winter, and the entire school yard was covered with frost in an instant.

Xiao Liping had seen Ling Yuelun use this trick, but right now, Jiang Yun's "Nine Feet of Heavenly Cold" was even more terrifying and terrifying than Ling Yuelun. Jiang Yun raised his head, his cold eyes glared at Xiao Liping suddenly, his pale face was full of killing intent, his dark eyes were like the sight of a wild beast, Xiao Liping was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back, the ice slipped under his feet, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Xiao Liping was frightened and wanted to stand up but couldn't at all, he could only move, begging for mercy, "Let me go, let me go, killing me won't do you any good!"

"But it's always a hidden danger for you to keep it!" Jiang Yun's eyes were cold, and the cold palm in his hand was already lingering. Just as he was about to swing out a palm, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and the cold palm that was ready to shoot stopped, covering his aching chest, "Is it really about to die?" Jiang Yun muttered to himself.

"Be careful!" The urgent shout woke Jiang Yun up, only to see Xiao Liping get a short sword out of nowhere and throw it in the air, aiming at Jiang Yun's eyebrows, ready to kill Jiang Yun with one blow.

Jiang Yun held back the pain and slammed the flying short sword with his palm, and looked gratefully towards the place where the voice came from, standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a full head of sweat, just catching up with Jiang Yun made the seriously injured back crack and sting.

"Who is nosy?" Xiao Liping was close to going crazy, obviously about to succeed in the sneak attack but was sabotaged by someone, "I just hate not to pick your skin!"

"Your retribution is coming!" Hua Manxian pointed at Xiao Liping.

"Fox fake tiger might!"

"Aren't you also a dog!" Hua Manxian replied, "Without Long Aotian, do you dare to make a move on me?"

"Why don't you dare! The eldest brother shouldn't have passed on the throne to you, back then, I was the largest village in the world of Wanjian Villa, and after you took over, it was declining day by day, if I didn't take over, my Xiao family's century-old foundation would be destroyed in your hands!" Xiao Liping scolded angrily.

"Then do you know why Master didn't give you the position of Sect Master?"

Xiao Liping was indignant, he had hated the Hua Manxian couple for many years because of this issue, otherwise he would not have hooked up with Long Aotian.

Hua Manxian continued, "Because you can't protect the Ten Thousand Swords Villa at all, you can't be the master of the world's No. 1 Sword Villa at all.....

"Nonsense! In terms of knowledge and kendo, I am ten million times stronger than you kid. Xiao Liping interrupted Hua Manxian's words.

"Then why can't you practice 'a glimmer of heaven'?"

This sentence was like a slap in the face, only making Xiao Liping speechless, although he had learned countless sword moves, he could never learn the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's peerless "One Line of Heaven!"

"Master once said that if you can't learn this trick, you are not worthy of being the sect master, so..."

"In my eyes, you dare to talk to me like this like a hairy boy, even if you can learn to be like this, you are not a waste, and it is not that your Xiao family's evil foundation is getting worse. Xiao Liping roared angrily, his swordsmanship was his last dignity, and he didn't allow this only dignity to be trampled under his feet.

"Then let's take out the sword!" At this moment, Hua Manxian stopped straightening, but his sweaty and pale face looked tired.

Jiang Yun covered his chest and glanced at Hua Manxian with some concern, Hua Manxian's firm eyes replied, Jiang Yun nodded, he pulled out the snow falcon sword that pierced the ground, and in an instant, the ice shattered all over the ground, making a crisp buzzing sound throughout the school field.

Xiao Liping stood up, slowly walked to the weapon rack on the side and took down the long sword in his hand, "You are looking for death yourself, don't blame me!" Knowing that Jiang Yun would not let himself go, he was very happy to be able to pull the flower and fall into the water first, just like the old wolf who fell into the trap saw the lamb that fell after him.

The two are opposed, both holding swords at their sides with one hand, both of them are masters of swordsmanship, and each sword that follows foreshadows the life and death of one of them.

"Do you know why you have to learn the 'Ray of Heaven' Master to pass on the seat to me?" The long sword in Hua Manxian's hand swung slightly, and the tip of the sword vibrated with it, buzzing like a bee.

"I want my eldest brother to know that you don't have to learn this trick to prove yourself. ”

"Really?"

Hua Manxian suddenly stretched out two fingers and slammed on his sword, and suddenly made a move, so that Xiao Liping's long sword reflexively crossed in front of him, but the next moment he was taken aback, and Hua Manxian broke the blade with one finger.

"What are you doing..."Xiao Liping was puzzled, but Hua Manxian's body suddenly enlarged, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared, "... Miscellaneous... What?" Xiao Liping felt a chill on his neck, a chill gushing out of his heart.

Hua Manxian stood behind Xiao Liping, he held the broken blade between his fingers, and there was a fresh blood stain on the broken blade, "Because this is the 'silver line of heaven!'" he replied to Xiao Liping's last doubt.

The fountain was as red as it erupted from Xiao Liping's neck, and his cold corpse fell to the ground with wide eyes.