Above the mountain range, the old man of the Great Emperor Realm of the Yan Empire fled, and since no one stopped him, he quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

Yanshan Hu Lie and the others, who were not lightly injured, were in a hurry to flee for their lives, ignoring their precautions, and the old man of the Great Emperor Realm ignored them, so they died under the swords of Feng Xiaoyi and the others.

In the direction of the Extremely Cold Mountain Range, in the distance, after a moment of pause, the old voice came again: "Since the man is dead, leave as soon as possible." ”

"This place is close to my Martial Empire, wait for the grievances and grievances with the Yan Empire, don't be entangled here, the old man doesn't want the people of my Martial Empire to be forced to get involved."

The seven empires all belong to the temple, but they are independent, and the important old man of the Wu Empire just meddled in his own affairs out of the temple's affection, and he didn't care if the people of the Yan Empire died or not.

gave Feng Xiaoyi and the others advice, and the old man of the Martial Empire withdrew his divine sense and no longer paid attention to this side.

In the Extremely Cold Mountain Range, the old man stood alone on the peak, raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered: "New strife is coming, this day, I'm afraid it's about to change." ”

On Feng Xiaoyi's side, Bai Shan said: "That person from the Martial Empire has evacuated his divine sense. ”

"If you are thousands of miles away, you can attack our side, such a strong person, who is the person of the Martial Empire." Mu Xunyin said.

"The strongest person in the Martial Empire, even if it's not, it's almost there." Hakusan replied.

As they spoke, Feng Xiaoyi and Leng Jianxuan in front of them, their eyes facing each other, their eyes motionless.

No one spoke, but silence is better than sound!

Xiang Ji and the others stayed silently on the side, not going over to disturb the two.

They all thought that Feng Xiaoyi was dead, but they deceived themselves in their hearts and refused to admit it, paralyzing themselves with this mentality, comforting themselves, and pitifully and ridiculously giving themselves a glimmer of hope.

And among all of them, if it is said that the one who has been hit the hardest is Leng Jianxuan, and he is also the one who has suffered the most.

If it weren't for Leng Jianxuan, they wouldn't have been able to hold on until now, until the day when they could see Feng Xiaoyi again.

"I'm back."

After being silent for a long time, Feng Xiaoyi's throat could crawl out of these four words.

Leng Jianxuan's body shape returned to normal, covered in scaly wounds, bloodstained, cold eyes, red faded, a little blood remained, and there were a few blood beads splashed on his face.

When these four words came into his ears, he instantly held his breath, and after a long time, he changed his breath, and the hand holding the sword below quietly clenched for a few points.

Huo Ran turned around, his teeth clenched, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and Leng Jianxuan closed his eyes.

After a moment, he exhaled deeply, and said in a low voice: "In the past ten years, there have been a lot of your people in my hands, and now that you have finally returned, now I will return them to you completely, I Leng Jianxuan, I am not worthy of you!" ”

"Stay."

Behind him, there was the voice of Feng Xiaoyi.

Xiang Xuan and the others were taken aback, they all saw that Leng Jianxuan was planning to leave alone.

"Lord Xuan, don't go."

"Lord Xuan, we need you!"

"Lord Xuan, can you bear to abandon us, everyone lives and dies together, and finally survived to meet with Lord Yi today, we are a whole, and none of us can lack anyone."

They were anxious, and everyone spoke out one after another.

One by one, the voices came, and those words were like thin thorns, deeply piercing his heart, Leng Jianxuan clenched his hands tightly, and his nails pierced into his palms due to excessive force.

Back then, he became the last person to be teleported, and in the extremely cold mountain range, he looked up to the sky and was hoarse and miserable!

"Feng Xiaoyi, as soon as you abandon it, I seem to be a remnant, what should I do if I am ashamed!"

In the cold wind, in the snow, over the icy mountains at that time, his mad roar echoed for a long time.

At that time, he was that angry, that hate, that pain!

It was also from that time that he felt deeply ashamed of Feng Xiaoyi, so he tried his best to kill and do everything, and he also had to take Xiang Wei and each of them to live.

His name is Leng Jianxuan, and he is an arrogant king!

Alone all his life, he doesn't need anyone around, it's enough to have him!

This kind of all this is because of the guilt of Feng Xiaoyi, now that the person is back, his people, a lot of them have been returned to him, and he has been relieved of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders and can leave without worry!

He himself thinks that this should be the case, so he shows his solitary heart.

But is that really the case? Can he really let everything go?

Is this his determination? But why when he wanted to take the first step to leave, his heart, his body, seemed to no longer obey the call.

"We have common enemies, we have the same friends, and the love and righteousness between us are forged in flesh and blood,"

"I can't put it down, I know you won't go."

Feng Xiaoyi said slowly.

Leng Jianxuan was entangled, he hesitated, which showed that deep in his heart, he really couldn't let go, over the years, the pain and pain they had experienced together, the blood and tears that had flowed, had closely connected them.

"Phew!"

He drew his sword and slashed, the sword qi burst out, and a mountain peak below instantly rumbled and separated, and was split in half, and a deep canyon more than ten zhang wide became in the middle.

The sword entered and exited the sheath, and was shocked inside and out, only in the electric light and flint, showing an astonishing terrifying sword momentum.

"I'm afraid that from the moment I meet you, I can't break free from the causal relationship between you and me, this is fate." Leng Jianxuan turned around and said.

Hearing his words, Xiang Ji and the others and Feng Xiaoyi were all relieved, because he finally didn't leave.

"Because we really need to come together." Feng Xiaoyi said.

This time, Leng Jianxuan did not deny it.

"Who are they?"

Leng Jianxuan's gaze swept over and said, "On those four people, I felt the four elephants and all things array of the four people of Qing Ke. ”

"Before the four of Qing Ke blew themselves up, they left behind what they had learned all their lives in this formation, and the seal was engraved to form a Xuan Seal, and I gave them the four of them a cultivation inheritance." Feng Xiaoyi said.

Then, the two went over to meet Bai Shan and others, and Feng Xiaoyi acted as an intermediary to introduce everyone to each other.

For the four Mu Xunyin, Leng Jianxuan still attaches more importance to them, they are all the same generation, their strength is almost the same level, and they respect each other.

"It's strange that you haven't reached the Emperor Realm, but it seems that you are already in the Emperor Realm." When he arrived at Baishan, Leng Jianxuan heard such words.

With that ancient sword, Bai Shan couldn't see through Leng Jianxuan, so he couldn't judge whether the other party had reached the emperor realm.

"Yes or no, if you really want to know, it won't be long before you can solve the doubts in your heart." Leng Jianxuan said.

"Among your peers, you are a very powerful person!" Mu Xunyin said.

Mu Xunyin was sincere admiration, and he asked himself, if he really fought with himself, he would definitely not be Leng Jianxuan's opponent.

"You're the strongest of my peers I've ever met." It is rare to be unruly and ancient, but also happy and convinced.

"You two aren't weak either." Leng Jianxuan said.

They are not weak, but they are not as good as him, after seeing Leng Jianxuan, Mu Xunyin and them became very interested in him.

After everyone got to know each other, taking advantage of the pause time after talking, Feng Xiaoyi said: "I came to you this time to bring you back." ”

"Go back? Where to go? Leng Jianxuan asked questions.

Xiang Ji and the others are too, they have no fixed place to live, wandering around, how can they have a place to live, how can they go back and forth?

So, Feng Xiaoyi told Shen Hou about them.

After listening, Leng Jianxuan and the others were silent.

"I didn't expect that there was still a group of them, and the Jinling Kingdom and the Yan Empire were at war." Leng Jianxuan said.

They are here all the year round, fighting for survival, the news is closed, and many things in the outside world are unknown.

"Before I go back, I'm going on one last trip to the Arctic Mountains." Leng Jianxuan said in a low voice.

"We'll go now." Feng Xiaoyi replied.

A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of Bai Shan, Feng Xiaoyi and the others returned to the old man of the Wu Empire.

Obviously, it was not the first time he came, and after Leng Jianxuan arrived here, he reminded Feng Xiaoyi that they should not follow, and then went in alone.

Ten miles, twenty miles, fifty miles.

Leng Jianxuan walked through the area where the five old men of the Wind Clan were and continued to walk inside, more than fifty miles away.

A miracle happened, in the depths of the vast snow-capped mountains, there was suddenly a figure dancing a sword in the wind and snow, but the picture was presented in front of Feng Xiaoyi and others.

It was a vague figure, and it was impossible to tell if it was a sword-dancing man in the snow, but just a spiritual imprint left by the ancients.

The posture is sensitive, the swordsmanship is elegant, the sword dancer in the snow, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the man and the sword are never stained with a snowflake.

As the so-called:

The flying snow sword falls, and it is not stained with cold.

Wandering three feet of mang, floating light shines on the past and the present.

The strength of Bai Mountain is strong, and it can be seen really, and on the peak next to the sword dancer in the snow, Leng Jian Xuan stood quietly.

"The one who danced the sword in the snow, is that him?" Mu Xunyin asked.

"It's not." White Hill Road.

"Is that a human or a ghost?" Ancient Style.

"Neither a human nor a ghost."

The old man of the Martial Empire on the mountain peak next to him spoke, and continued: "That is the sword dancer in the snow, a picture of time that has existed since ancient times. ”

"Senpai, how did it come about?" Mu Xunyin humbly asked.

The old man of the Wu Empire replied: "Some people say that it was left by an ancient, his sword was too sharp, his heart was too cold, and the surrounding area changed because of his heart, so there is this extremely cold mountain range." ”

"The environment changes because of the heart, this is the origin of the extremely cold mountains?"

"Taught." Mu Xunyin bowed.

"What happened to those people?" Gu Fengyan asked quietly.

He noticed that the people on the mountain peaks had been sitting there like rocks all the time, not moving.

"Lost in the quest for a breakthrough, or trapped in this place, it is up to you to wake up." The old man of the Wu Empire said.

Half an hour later, the picture of the sword dancing in the snow faded, and Leng Jianxuan retreated and said, "Let's go back." ”

"Everyone, please don't enter the territory of my Martial Empire again, your whereabouts are too easy to leak." The old man of the Wu Empire said.

Feng Xiaoyi nodded, this old man was relatively friendly to them, and he didn't want to provoke the other party.

"Let's go." White Hill Road.

After speaking, he took everyone with him and left the place.