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Although Lang Li defeated his fear, he inevitably broke out in a cold sweat in the face of such a domineering move by Feixue Zhenren.

Feixue Zhenren's right arm was rounded, and the sword blade flashed, like a tiger descending the mountain, going straight to Lang Quercus, the sound of the wind, the sound of the sword, the sound of breaking the wind, and the top of Mount Tai.

Boring and ......

Lang Li raised the wooden sword and jumped up to take the sword, but he didn't expect that before he could fully jump up, he was pressed back by Feixue Zhenren, and the mahogany sword appeared cracked, and the sword qi of the sword body was also shocked and disappeared.

"That's a lot of strength!" Lang Li said secretly, and at the same time felt that his arms were sore, and the pain spread throughout his body.

However, Feixue Zhenren's move was far from over, taking advantage of Lang Li's unsteady standing, Feixue Zhenren was like an arrow full of bows, and the whole person flew over.

Han Ling's sword emitted a snow-white light, piercing Lang Li's heart, and the dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes, and at the same time, the surrounding air suddenly dropped, instantly freezing the surrounding air.

She closed her eyes in fright, her heart was pounding, and the cold wind from the Han Ling Sword shook her head, and the sword was more like piercing her heart.

Boom...... Click......

In a hurry, Lang Li put the wooden sword across his chest, just against the Han Ling Sword, and the huge force directly flew Lang Li's top out, and the wooden sword broke in response, revealing white stubble.

Lang Li squatted on the ground with his hands on his chest, as if he was a drowning man who had seen the light of day again, greedily breathing air, looking at the broken wooden sword, his heart throbbed, this was given by his aunt before leaving, but now it was cut off.

The stubborn Lang Li in his heart seemed to have received a violent blow, feeling hot in his chest, dry in his throat and eyes, and said that it was not good, and the bright red blood couldn't stop spurting out.

My brain was buzzing, I felt dizzy, the world was spinning, and it was hard to stand up again, even squatting on the ground became a torment.

The people in the audience watched quietly, no one dared to make a sound easily, even the always treacherous Feilian Zhenren widened his eyes, until today he had never seen such a powerful Feixue Zhenren, he thought that he was ranked first among the four major disciples at this time, he had a deep fear and jealousy in his heart at this time, if it was him, he might have died under the sword of Feixue Zhenren a long time ago.

Gongsun Yunliang came back to his senses, looked at Kunlunzi, and asked blankly, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

"This is Feixue's original swordsmanship, the sword of King Kong, there are no fancy movements, it relies on the power of fierce explosion!"

"How can she, a woman, have such great power?" Gongsun Yunliang was puzzled.

Kunlun Zi smiled bitterly and said: "She is the only woman among my four disciples, but she is the most powerful of the four, it may be an innate divine power, I showed her talent, and guided her to focus on cultivating strength, which is why she has today's heavy sword, not to mention Lang Li, even if it is me, I dare not say that I can defeat Feixue in terms of strength." ”

Kunlunzi paused for a moment, and then said, "There is another point, which is her sword!" ”

"Oh? Her sword? Could it be that there is still some mystery in that Han Ling Sword? ”

"You're right, it's the Han Ling Sword, although that sword is not as good as the top ten famous swords, but it has its uniqueness, it is the most beautiful and lightest sword in the entire Wuji Temple, and it is also the thickest sword, because it has two forms, and what you see now is its second form."

"Is there such a thing?" Gongsun Yunliang is a master of swords, and he has seen countless swords, but he has never heard of a sword with two forms, how can this kind of thing that violates the laws of physics be believed.

Kunlun Zi said in a deep voice: "That sword is the sword specially created for her by Feixue's deceased swordsmith Chenfeng, and it is also the only thing left for Feixue, the snow-white and light sword you just saw is just its normal form, and when Feixue begins to get serious and even lose his mind, that Han Ling Sword will change into another form, this form is called Feixue Light, absorbing the surrounding air, and freezing the air, combining it with the water in the air, quickly condensing into ice, sharp as a knife's ice, attached to the sword body, and wrapped through the sword qi, The beautiful Han Ling Sword has become the current Flying Snow Light! ”

Only then did Gongsun Yunliang understand that when he looked at it, it turned out that Feixue's right arm had been completely covered by cold ice, and the Han Ling Sword was covered with thick ice and snow, like a huge silver gun, and like an ice skate hanging under the eaves!

It can be said that this is the real unity of human and sword, flying snow is Han Ling, and Han Ling is flying snow. At this time, Feixue Zhenren was seriously full of resentment and wanted to hide behind the snowstorm.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yunliang snorted and laughed, laughing very happily and indulgently.

"What are you laughing at?" Kunlunzi asked puzzled.

"I'm laughing at Lang Quercus, this kid also has a cold and ice qi in his body, and there is also some internal force of water and cold, I don't know which of these two icemen is more powerful!"

Lang Li was still squatting at the entrance of the stage, and Fei Xue Zhenren slowly approached Lang Li step by step, with a cruel smile in his eyes.

"Little brother, I'm sorry, it looks like you can only go here!" Feixue Zhenren smiled, her voice cold and piercing.

Lang Li raised his head vigorously, looked at Feixue Zhenren viciously, his eyes were resolute, and he didn't say anything.

"Why are you looking at me like this, unconvinced?"

Feixue Zhenren stretched out his long ice sword and gently lifted Lang Li's chin, as if he was looking at a beautiful object.

"It's really a handsome face, flawless, I like it very much, but, I don't like your eyes, it's better not to look at me with this kind of look, obviously you can't do anything, you can't change anything, then don't put on a look that is not afraid of heaven and earth, this will only make you die faster!"

Hehe......

Lang Li suddenly smiled, his pale face still had the presence of sunlight, and the bloodshot at the corners of his mouth was more like a delicate embellishment.

"What are you laughing at?" Feixue asked sharply?

"I'm laughing at you, I'm laughing at you for hating my eyes, that's because you're afraid of my eyes, you can only use a tough appearance to hide your inner fear, if it's not very appropriate to say you're afraid, it's more accurate to say you're running away!"

A sentence exploded in Feixue Zhenren's psychology, and the knot in his heart that had been sealed for many years was broken by this child, Feixue Zhenren's body trembled, and his face turned pale.

"Little brother, don't think that you know everything, let alone think that you are a savior, you can't do anything, you can't change anything, just like now that you surrender to my sword, all you can do is pray that my men will show mercy, or simply let you go."

Han Ling slowly stabbed into Lang Li's throat, already scratching the skin, and the blood flowed down his neck to his chest, cold and cold.

Lang Li was not afraid, he slowly stood up against the Han Ling Sword, and walked forward step by step, but he forced Feixue Zhenren to retreat again and again.

"You're crazy, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

"I'm not crazy or stupid, but I'm very sober, as long as I don't want to die, no one can kill me, I want to ask you, what is it that makes you so afraid?"

Hahaha......

Feixue Zhenren suddenly laughed loudly, like a demon girl in the snow mountain, holding her forehead with her left hand, laughing and laughing, and even laughed out of tears.

"Little brother, you are really interesting, you can say it, you take a good look, now I am forcing you with a sword, not you forcing me, what qualifications do you have to force me!" Feixue real people had a hideous face and shouted hysterically.

"Because I can see your heart, and your heart is like your sword, forever sealed in ice!"

Lang Li's words once again went straight to Feixue Zhenren's heart, and it seemed that there was something soft that was warming her heart little by little.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the origin and the fate of the fate, the disturbance of the laity, everyone has a lock in their hearts, maybe Lang Li is the key to open the lock of Feixue's heart!" Kunlunzi said something that people couldn't understand, Linglong scratched her head, maybe the adult world was still too complicated for her.

Kunlunzi seemed to suddenly think of something, turned to Ruyan and smiled: "Ruyan girl, what is Lang Li in your heart?" ”

The sudden words made Ruyan a little overwhelmed, her face was slightly red, she really didn't think about what Lang Li was in her heart, what it meant, and now when Kunlun Zi asked like this, Ruyan seemed to think of something, and smiled slightly.

"He's a wall!"

"Walls?" Kunlunzi, Gongsun Yunliang and Linglong blurted out in unison.

Ruyan smiled slightly: "Yes! He's a wall, a wall I'll never be able to jump over! ”

Hahaha......

Kunlunzi laughed again, the person who sees the matter of Hongchen most clearly is the monk, Kunlunzi understands Ruyan's answer very well, so he laughs heartily, it seems that the fight on the stage is no longer important, because in the hearts of these people in the audience, the victory and defeat have already been divided.

The two people on Wuyuntai stood there quietly like statues, without a sound for a long time, and it could be seen that Feixue Zhenren was struggling inside.

"Little brother, maybe you really shouldn't be here, let alone touch other people's hearts, I think dying on this Wuyuntai should be the biggest compliment to you." Feixue said lightly.

Listening to her words, Lang Li was silent for a long time, savored her words, and said with a smile: "Everyone has been defined from the moment of birth, princes and generals, ordinary people, born guilty, but this kind of sin has to be repaid in a lifetime, pain is the beginning of a smile, a smile is a remembrance of the past, let go, maybe it is really a new life." I'm not sure, but I've always believed it! ”

Words are sometimes the sharpest weapon, Feixue Zhenren seems to have been shocked, but a woman can bury her heart for decades, how can it be solved with a sentence, Feixue Zhenren looked at Lang Li in front of him, and his heart was mixed, why do you seem to know everything, and why at this time! Thinking of this, Han Ling's sword stabbed out suddenly......