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However, due to the snow falling for several days, the mountain roads have been covered with this heavy snow, making it difficult for ordinary people to walk.

At the foot of a snow-capped mountain thirty miles away from the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, the three masters and apprentices were talking in a flat snowy clearing.

Not far in front of the three of them was a snow-capped mountain rising from the ground and towering into the sky.

The entire mountain is covered with snow all year round, and even in summer, the top of the mountain is still covered with snow.

Lu Yunxian was holding a wooden long sword in his hand at this time, and he looked at the snow-capped mountain in front of him and said with a little meaning.

"The two of you were brought here as a teacher to teach Wuwei the art of being a teacher."

"The vertical and horizontal sword tricks are divided into vertical and horizontal swords. There are three types of horizontal swords, and there is only one type of vertical sword".

Right now, he was facing away from the two of them, facing the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Shi Wuwei and Mu Yiyi were standing five steps away from the master, carefully watching every movement of the master.

I saw that the master had already held the wooden sword in his hand, and crossed it to his chest, stared at the wooden sword with both eyes, and said in a deep voice, "The first style of the horizontal sword, Hengchi".

As soon as the words fell, I saw that a strong and violent black true qi was constantly pouring into the wooden sword.

If you look closely, you will find that the fluctuations coming from this black true qi are the same as the black mist in Shi Wuwei's body.

It's just that the color of this black qi is much richer than the light ink qi in Shi Wuwei's body, even if it is compared to the thick ink, it is even better.

Not only that, but as soon as this violent and domineering true qi gushed out, it made the already calm snowfield fly with snowflakes again.

Immediately after, I saw Lu Yunxian's left hand stretch out his middle index finger, make a condensing sword shape, and suddenly hit the sword body of the wooden sword.

The two senior brothers and sisters beside them saw that the black true qi like a spring gushed out of the master's body, and the wooden sword in the master's hand began to glow with a little black light as its true qi continued to pour in.

Not only that, but the sword shape of the wooden sword continued to elongate after the influx of true qi, as if it was like a black sword condensed by true qi.

Up to the body of the wooden sword, the color of the wood yellow was completely covered by the black qi.

So, I saw the master staring at the mountain in front of him and said.

"Bullish".

The two of them had been shocked by the domineering true qi exuded by the master and took a few steps back, until they heard the master's shout, and then hurriedly fixed their eyes to watch.

And at this moment, the black sword suddenly slashed across the chest.

A huge black blade of light suddenly appeared.

The black blade resembles a crescent moon, but it is as black as thick ink.

The black blade came out of his hand and went straight to the towering snow-capped mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the blade of light touched the snow-capped mountain, and burst out with a dull roar, as if the gods above the nine heavens were angry.

At this time, the two senior brothers and sisters had already felt that the ground under their feet seemed to be trembling by this sword, and it was a little difficult to even stand firmly.

And Shi Wuwei had already widened his eyes, staring blankly at the deep crack on the snowy mountain in the distance, and was even more shocked in his heart, "This... This.... If you don't see it with your own eyes. It's hard to believe that this is a human being."

Mu Yiyi's shock in her heart at this time was no less than that of her senior brother, and she thought, "In today's world, I'm afraid that no one can make this move."

Her first master was also a fourth-rank martial artist, and she had also seen that master perform sword techniques.

But at this time, she realized that her master was definitely worse than the master in front of her.

At this moment, the master suddenly withdrew his sword and said to the two of them domineeringly.

"This Hengchi move, if it is used in the chaos of the army, it will have the power to sweep away thousands of troops."

Just as Lu Yunxian was explaining to the two, he saw that the shock on the snowy mountain not only did not stop, but became more violent.

"It's not good, master, look at the top of the mountain." Mu Yiyi suddenly shouted.

Layers of snow are rising above the snowy mountain.

And these layers of snow waves are gathering more and more, and the surging momentum is becoming more and more fierce, like angry waves in the sea, wanting to swallow the three people at the foot of the mountain.

The master saw that the snow-capped mountain had collapsed, but he said without fear.

"It's okay, you two are behind the teacher."

As soon as the words fell, he saw him casually throw the wooden sword lightly, and immediately held the sword with his backhand, making a backhand drag and slash. Take a big step forward with your left foot and bow forward.

At this time, he held the hilt of the sword backwards, and the blade was facing downward.

The snow waves above the snowy mountain were gathering higher and higher, and they were rushing towards the place where the three of them were at a very fast speed.

But the master still bowed down, gathered strength, and always disdained the rolling snow waves.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the snow rolled a hundred steps in front of the three of them, that he suddenly lifted the wooden sword in his hand upward.

Then another black blade of light flew up against the snow.

"This move is the second style of the horizontal sword: flirting with the sky."

And when the black light blade disappeared, a long passage had appeared in the snow waves.

The two behind him were shocked again, sighing that the power of the four grades could already compete with the power of nature.

However, although the huge snow wave was cut out of a passage by the master, it was soon filled by the snow flowing down the mountain.

Immediately afterward, the gathering momentum reappeared, and continued to carry this roaring sound towards the three of them.

"The next move is the three styles of horizontal sword and ground: holding the yuan. You've got it."

As soon as the words fell, the master put the sword in his hand in front of his chest and threw it, and the wooden sword made a circle with this throw.

At this time, his hands were already down, but the sword on his chest had not landed. It just rotated extremely fast until a huge black grinding disc appeared in front of the immortal's chest.

A "boom" sounded.

The rolling waves of snow smashed straight on the large grinding disc formed by the sword and sword qi.

The two brothers and sisters behind him were already stunned.

When the snow wave rushed towards the three of them, it was blocked by the grinding disc, and they were not allowed to enter again.

But the size of the grinding disc is limited after all, and it only blocks the path ahead of the three of them, so as not to let the heavy snow engulf the three of them.

After the heavy snow poured in, a snow wall more than ten meters high had been piled up around the place where the master and apprentice were standing.

However, because the grinding disc in front of him was still spinning rapidly, although the heavy snow was still rolling down from the top of the mountain, it could not bury the three of them.

"This move is the art of imperial swordsmanship, and if you practice it to the top, you can grind everything in the world. When you step into the third grade, you can perform this trick."

By the time the master explained, the rolling momentum of the snow waves had already decreased slightly. But if the sword is collected at this time, the three of them will still be buried by the heavy snow.

So, when I saw him, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly.

"This last move is the sword technique, called Changhong Guanri."

I saw him, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it towards the hilt of the sword in the middle of the grinding disc in front of him.

Then, the millstone disappeared so abruptly.

And when the wooden sword returned to his hand, he saw him suddenly rush forward with the sword, and a shocking force emanated from the place where he stood.

The heavy snow ahead was blocked by the grinding disc formed by the wooden sword, and it could not advance a bit.

But when the grinding disc disappeared, the two people behind Lu Yunxian were found that the snow wave in front of them was like a white giant beast, opening its bloody mouth to swallow the three of them into their stomachs.

But at this moment, the master had already attacked forward.

And the two behind him saw in front of them, and a black rainbow suddenly appeared, which seemed to compare the snow-capped mountains in the distance to the sunset, and wanted to penetrate it.

Immediately, the roar of wind, thunder and lightning swept the entire snow-capped mountain in an instant.

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After a few moments, the roaring stopped.

But the figure of the master appeared on the mountainside of the snow-capped mountain, with his back to the two at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the shaking of the earth also stopped, and the snow no longer fell from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

It's just that on the top of this mountain, there is no snow to fall on.

And at this moment, between the two brothers and sisters who were in the same place and the mountainside in the distance, a long passage appeared to connect the two places.

Shi Wuwei and Mu Yiyi still couldn't get out of Fang Cai's shock, and stood in place.

In my mind, I kept thinking of the master's posture of rushing forward with a sword. Shocked in my heart, "This... It's the power of the sword. No wonder the master named it Changhong Guanri, and it really is not exaggerated."

On the snow-capped mountain, even the top of the mountain, which is still covered with snow in the hot summer, is gray at this time

This is when the snow falls, and the stones come out.