However, even if it is an incredible thing that you see with your own eyes, there must be a pattern to follow - for example, from the perspective of the five elements, the fire dragon belongs to fire, and the snow phoenix belongs to ice, and their bodies are common things that do exist in this world, not the legendary spirit beasts attracted by real metaphysics, they are inanimate weapons that are under the control of Lu Shihagi. Most of the weapons belong to gold, and "gold" is also shown in Lu Shihagi's attack, when Wang Liefeng grabbed Lu Shihagi, and the storm was sweeping in, Lu Shihagi used the luster of the weapon to stimulate Wang Liefeng's eyes and successfully escaped, and Lu Shihagi used "wind" when he escaped. And all this happened in the illusion created by Lu Shihagi, and the reason why the illusion will occur is that most of the time it is because people have been poisoned by a slight non-lethal poison, which causes the mind to hallucinate and deceive people's five senses, and then there will be a sense of alienation from the distortion of the world.

Fire, Ice, Jin, Feng, Dongmi, Nine-Character Mantra and Strange Gestures, Extremely High Agility and Minimal Sound. There will be no mistake, this is quite a high degree of overlap with a certain person in his memory, but to associate him with Lu Shihagi, after all, it still surprises him a little.

But as soon as this combing and integration, everything about Lu Shihagi became much clearer. Of course, this is destined to be clear and clear, because in this extreme cold, there is no place on Wang Liefeng's body that is not exposed to the cold and frost, covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost. Wang Liefeng was frozen to the point that his eyes were cracked, his teeth chattered, his lips were bruised, and his limbs were stiff and unable to move, he regretted a little, he shouldn't have continued to think about what happened before he was involved in that moment, but from then on, he should have thought about how to get out.

Although the snow phoenix's body is huge, it is still limited after all, and it is only half a yard difference at most, if it is really trapped, it seems that it is enough to get out of this limited circle. But if it was just like that, the power of the snow phoenix didn't seem to be as fast, fierce and shocking as the effect of the fire dragon just now. In fact, the terrifying degree of the snow phoenix is deeper than that of the fire dragon, because when Wang Liefeng was caught in the wings of the snow phoenix, he put down the wrist covering in front of him, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was extremely shocked to look at the thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting in front of him, day turned into night, and the cold wind whistled past his ears, Wang Liefeng knew that he was involved in a new environment again, and he didn't know how many layers were superimposed, and he actually created such a terrifying desperate situation with no flaws and no hope, so that people had nowhere to escape.

Could it be that there is an end to the surroundings, just covered by illusions? Under this treacherous situation, Wang Liefeng tried to run forward, warming his body by the way, but he still stopped after running out more than ten or twenty steps desperately. In his impression, this courtyard was not big at all, and the location of the snow phoenix was in the center of the courtyard, and as he ran like that just now, it stands to reason that he would have touched the edge of the courtyard a long time ago, and it was time to hit the wall - but there was no at all. Wang Liefeng stretched out his hand to touch everywhere, turning around and testing in all directions, but what he touched was still air, wind, and cold, and even as soon as he stretched out his hand, the wind and snow came to his hand, and the frost generally covered the thick inner and outer three layers. Wang Liefeng felt bad, so he immediately tore off a piece of cloth from the inside of his clothes, wiped his face, and covered his mouth and nose to prevent him from being so congested with snow that he couldn't breathe.

- It's so cold. It was as cold as it was that year, and there was no escape from the hardship.

Wang Liefeng had seen the coldness of the side plug, it was a long time ago, about ten years-ah, the time on the battlefield was really like years, it was endless torture, ten years seemed to be a hundred years, it was a matter of the last century. It was a bitter wind that year, and it blew down from the northwest corner, and fine particles of snow scraped into the mane of the horse under his crotch, and the horse could not cry out for cold, but pouted its hooves and trampled on the thick snowflakes, and whispered in the midst of the storm.

Wang Liefeng's horse is as beautiful as a work of art, it is not a Central Plains breed, and its body is more delicate than that of common war horses. It was covered with silky white fur, which was longer than that of an ordinary horse, finer and brighter, its mane was slender like silk, its back was short and straight, its armor was long and prominent, its shoulders were strong, and the angles were smooth and smooth, and its shoulders were speckled with bloodstains, which you knew by brushing your hand that it was born like this. Wang Liefeng always stroked its back, and said with a smile, probably because he rode this horse in his last life and died, and blood splashed on its back when he died, so in this life it came to me with this brand.

The most peculiar thing is that the horse's tail is cocked high, at the same height as the back or even higher, and when it is happy, the beautiful tail sweeps the back from top to bottom, like a whisk of dust, sweeping the snow with a crystal shine. In addition, it has a beautiful head, a slightly shorter and wider forehead, a wedge-shaped, slightly sunken face, its eyes are large and deep, with affectionate veins, and its long eyelashes are covered with thick snow, which shake off one after another when it blinks, and small snow falls in front of its eyes, which is really a romantic and poetic horse.

"A good horse is particular about looking at a piece of skin from a distance and looking at the limbs and hooves up close. Look at the chest width in the front and the buttocks in the back. When the waist is pinched, the nose is pinched and squeezed. Shaking in front of his eyes, he opened his mouth to look carefully. Hurry up and take a walk, it's better to ride. When the soldiers below saw the horse in the horse farm, they looked around it for a long time, chanted the Soma mantra and went up and down, and then frowned and shook their heads, and said, "It's good-looking, but it's a pity that it's an embroidered pillow, who brought the horse, can it fight?"

Wang Liefeng called it an iron feather. He drank from afar and said, "Tie Yu!" It heard the call of its master and raised its head, and a little hot air spewed out of its mouth, while several soldiers turned their heads when they heard the voice, and looked at Wang Liefeng from a distance, and sneered, "Yo, isn't this the guy who has been in charge of us recently? He said that he was the son of Yang Wang Shunchen who wore a hundred steps, how could he look like he had no aura? I thought he had some ability, but he didn't dare to shoot when he was looking for you to fight, and he didn't shoot a single arrow, and when he looked at this horse again, he didn't like it—oops, it was really a flower fist embroidered leg that relied on his father to pick up leaks!"

Wang Liefeng just didn't hear it. He continued to walk towards the horse, and several seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people did not give up, and gathered in front of the horse and said cool words to him: "Why don't you speak, cowardly? Oh, too, you have no experience in commanding troops at all, and it is all up to your father's death that you can barely get to the top." The emperor is really confused, telling you to lead troops to fight, and only if you can win the war can you have a ghost. ”

"My father isn't dead yet. Wang Liefeng stopped and said in a calm tone, "Have you trained today?"

A tall, thin and sturdy young man with a slightly darker complexion and a scar on his nose sneered and said, "Training? Of course, training must be on the battlefield in order to be immersive." Usually training has a fart use? Repeating day after day, the moves have not changed, and when you encounter the enemy, you will already be scared to the point of urine. ”

His eyebrows were very thick, and the sword-like slash was a few inches above his eyes, and the whole person looked full of evil and murderous energy. It's not an ordinary ruffian, but has experienced some life and death, and the murderous aura is stimulated, exuding a paradoxical aura, which seems to make the air around him darker.

Wang Liefeng looked up at him.

Realizing that he was being forced to look at him, the young man not only did not fear, but sneered and said, "What do you see me doing?"

Wang Liefeng smiled lightly and said, "Your name is Hua Lian, isn't it?"

"yes. The young man was stunned for a moment and said, "You know. ”

Wang Liefeng has only been here for three days, and his father Wang Sunchen is still unconscious, but he is in a hurry, and he has to rush, so when everyone saw him on the first day, his face was tired and haggard, his eyes were blue, his body trembled slightly, he did not close his eyes for several days and nights, and the world collapsed and pressed on his shoulders, but he soon became the next victim to be sent to the battlefield, and this nightmare continued from generation to generation. He was only a teenager at the time. Because he looks spiritless and young, he is very unconvinced, and the whole team is also composed of survivors left behind on various battlefields, half of them are so frightened that they go insane and just want to go home, and half of them feel that they are the pride of the sky and do not obey the command. They only knew that the new commander was the little-known son of Wang Sunchen, who was "Piercing Yang in a Hundred Steps", but they didn't even have the desire to know his name, but Wang Liefeng secretly memorized their names and matched them one by one, which was regarded as completing his opening task.

For example, at this moment, Hua Lian wanted to recall his name, at least to be able to compete with him in momentum, but he really didn't think of it. He lowered his voice and quietly asked a few people around him: "What's his name?" Everyone shook their heads to say they didn't know, and one of them barely remembered, and said: "It seems to be surnamed Wang ......" Hua Lian said: "Nonsense." The man thought hard again, and said, "It seems to have something to do with what tree?" The person next to him hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, what kind of tree, what kind of tree is the king!" Hua Lian said: "Okay, I know." So Hua Lian cleared his throat and said, "Do you have anything to do with me, Wang Dashu?"

Wang Liefeng laughed softly: "People who can't remember names can't remember the enemy's move changes." ”

Hua Lian coughed awkwardly a few times, so the opening duel ended in his defeat. But he still snorted stubbornly and sneered: "I'm too lazy to remember." After all, you are the one who rushed to the front, the first to die, and died faster than the brothers here, and it won't be long before you have a new head, so there's nothing to remember. To put it bluntly, all of us here are people who have been abandoned, and they just pick up their lives again and again, and it is better to say that they want to protect their families and defend the country, but they are deliberately released to die. ”

"If you do it, you don't do it, where do you get so many smelly and long reasons. Enough time to talk is enough to finish a set of punches. Wang Liefeng's tone was unwavering, and he said, "Since you think the training is useless, then you can punch me and try it." ”

Hearing Wang Liefeng say such provocative words for the first time, Hua Lian suddenly became excited, the corners of his raised eyes flashed faintly, and he directly shook off the hands of a few timid companions next to him who were pulling the corners of his clothes to prevent him from moving, and took a few steps forward and said proudly: "Okay, how do you win or lose?"

Wang Liefeng said: "Do you have a knife hidden behind your back?"

He asked this because he saw the silver light flickering behind Hua Lian, and there was a metallic sound. According to the regulations, it is not allowed to bring weapons during training, which will affect the judgment of strength and weakness, and can avoid accidentally injuring people, and when the time comes, there will be more than half of the wounded before they go to the battlefield, which is not good. However, Hua Lian himself hated training, and he ran away if he could, and he sneered at such stupid regulations, and never obeyed them. He secretly hid it himself, thinking that Wang Liefeng could not know, but he was seen through at a glance.

"Hush. Yes. Hua Lian pursed his lips disdainfully, took the knife hidden behind his back and shook it, and said, "You can find this, your eyes are not bad." How did you find out about ?......"

Wang Liefeng said lightly: "Do you need to find out? Its movement is too big, and the sound of rubbing against clothes and air is impossible to ignore, not to mention that the sun is so good today, even the reflection is much brighter than usual." ”

Hua Lian sneered: "Since that's the case, I lost it, lest you punish me when the time comes." ”

Wang Liefeng asked with interest, "You don't have to lose it." Besides, why should I punish you for this?"

"Don't lose it, really?" Hua Lian was stunned for a moment, and said, "There was a new one who led us in the war, and of course he is dead now. He said that I disobeyed the discipline, that I contradicted him, and that I would be dealt with by military law - it was really funny, I couldn't even guarantee my own life, but the first thing I thought of was my own life. As a result, we fought, and he slashed me with a knife, but the kung fu was really not at home, and I finally grabbed the knife and stabbed me back. He was so frightened that he became incontinent and it didn't take long for him to go crazy. The mandatory prohibition of carrying weapons during training began at that time. Although the newcomer didn't know why, he still offered it as a holy decree, and who expected it to be just a fig leaf for the weak. ”

Wang Liefeng said with a smile: "I see, I just said how can there be such a stupid rule, people have to throw away their armor in a simulated battle, and they learned to surrender first without touching the doorway, which made the morale of the entire army low." It's time to repeal, and I won't allow that to happen while I'm alive—all right, come on. ”

Hua Lian was surprised: "Huh?

"I said," Wang Liefeng said, "you start." ”

Hua Lian frowned, and said, "Isn't there a rule?"

Wang Liefeng sighed, seemed to be very puzzled by this, and said, "Isn't it obvious to win or lose?

"Huh?" Hua Lian sneered, "You have such a big breath, do you know who your Uncle Hua Lian is? I have killed people, killed many people, but what about you, you haven't even killed a person in your life until now, right?"

"Yes. I haven't killed anyone. Wang Liefeng raised his head, smiled brightly, and said, "A person's kung fu has nothing to do with the number of people he kills, for example, if I want to deal with you, it is really easy." ”

As soon as Hua Lian heard this, he was furious, drew his knife and slashed towards Wang Liefeng, and shouted: "Stinky boy, what kind of are you talking about, you can't kill people, the battlefield is much more cruel than you imagined, don't look down on people for no reason! Forget it, you will never experience the feeling of killing people in your life, Uncle Hua Lian is going to let you know today what it is like to be killed and what it is like to die!"

He slammed towards Wang Liefeng. He held the knife tightly in his hand, put his left hand against his right wrist, and quickly flipped the knife over, the sharp, blood-stained blade facing forward, sinking shoulders, falling elbows, and holding wrists, the tip of the knife pointed forward, and wiped Wang Liefeng's neck hard—with this knife, he would become like a slaughtered lamb, and the blood stained his body and skin red, turning into a bright blood flower. This place is already chaotic, and the death of a small boss is not enough to worry about, even if it is reported, it doesn't matter, let alone an inexperienced hairy boy who was forcibly pushed up, just die!

However, his arrogant attack posture suddenly broke. He lifted his wrist lightly, and the tip of the knife was obviously only a few inches away from Wang Liefeng's neck, but there was no way to get any closer. He was like a leopard stepping on a trap and frantically biting everywhere, using his hands and feet together for a while, but the tip of the knife remained steady. His eyes were wide open, he trembled with anger, and his expression was incredulous.

And Wang Liefeng just looked at him leisurely, without a smile or anger in his eyes, as if he was a troublesome little bug, a fierce beast cub. Wang Liefeng's arms are strong and slender, the lines are beautiful and smooth, he is steady, unhurried, like Pangu opening the world, like a pine tree drilled out of a cliff, pressing Hua Lian's wrist tightly, not moving an inch, it is an extremely gentle and terrifying force, it is impossible to break through.

As soon as Hua Lian saw this, he realized that Wang Liefeng was not as easy to bully as he looked, and wanted to turn around and attack in a different place, so he turned the knife in his direction, and sure enough, the force pressing on his wrist was loosened by more than half. He immediately used a "flip and crush", his body turned into the air and flipped back, the blade of the knife pulled down, flipped back with the left side of the body, and then bowed his waist, bent his knees and squatted, the tip of the knife pointed obliquely forward, and vigorously brushed and brushed three knives -

It's so close, and it's stabbed so quickly three times, you can always get it, right?

However, Wang Liefeng just shook his head lightly and skillfully, and took a few steps back as if wandering, like a small beast on the surface of a lake frozen in winter, sliding back and forth, rolling and frolicking, and there was a dark and cold abyss below. Hua Lian never expected that his fierce and vicious three knives would be dodged by him so easily, as if he was going to kill him just now, and he was as weak as a child frolicking. It shouldn't be like this, how could he hide from it?

Hua Lian looked at his feet at every interval of the sword, but when his entire attack was over, he realized what it was: "Lingyun Footwork...... You've practiced this?"

Wang Liefeng chuckled: "It's interesting to watch, learn to play." ”

Lingyun's footwork is not so easy to learn. It has extremely high requirements for people's internal strength, breath, endurance, rhythm and even mentality, and people who can learn such a difficult footwork must not be idle. Hua Lian was a little panicked, and he began to feel that the "rich kid who happened to be an official because of his father's accident" in front of him really had two problems. And when you get here, it's not a beautiful difference, just look at the speed of the dead here. And, he's heard—

When he had not yet regained his strength and was full of flaws, he asked Wang Liefeng, "Your father, was he injured on the battlefield?"