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There are not many miracles in the world, and a desperate life can be regarded as a miracle. In fact, although there are only a limited number of miracles in this world, there are people who can create them at the most critical time.

However, this person is not Li Yuanheng himself, but Yi Qingxiao. So Lee Won-hyung is not dead!

Zhu Biao was slightly pity, and at the same time a little shocked - just because of that sword!

Martial arts grandmasters have no regrets! The power of Yi Qingxiao, who was in a hurry, exceeded Zhu Biao's estimation. Therefore, Li Yuanheng was injured but did not die!

In the sound of gold and iron, Zhu Biao flipped two heels, as if he couldn't resist the huge power coming from that sword.

The sharp sword in Yi Qingxiao's hand was aimed at Zhu Biao, and the killing intent condensed in the void was getting stronger and stronger, and on the contrary, it was like standing on top of the abyss, and there was a kind of panic that was swaying in his heart, lingering.

Li Yuanheng, who escaped death, was affected by Yi Qingxiao's killing intent, and he felt sweat oozing from the palm of his hand holding the knife, and the invisible pressure was like a gust of cold wind, impacting every inch of his skin. It's not an external feeling, but a feeling from the depths of the heart.

What Yi Qingxiao now exudes from his body is a momentum like the edge of a divine sword, standing still like a peak breaking through the ground, and the cold killing intent can deeply penetrate the opponent's heart, ruthlessly destroying their fighting spirit.

It's just a little ripple, Li Yuanheng has to hold the knife to deal with it, he can't resist Yi Qingxiao's pervasive qi machine with his inner will alone, and the palm of his hand holding the knife now is full of cold sweat oozing out.

Dou Bing was the closest to Zhu Biao among the group of people who followed, and like Li Yuanheng, he was also affected by Yi Qingxiao's qi at this moment. I couldn't calm down at all, I was scared and frightened, like a little ant waiting for a flood to come, a feeling that I couldn't describe in words.

The big bird flew up. Like a bird indeed. Yi Qingxiao's body is very broad, and it opens up in the air in an instant, forming a strong pressure, which is also a kind of momentum that makes people breathe. With his might alone, Dou Bing's body trembled.

At this time, the snowflakes on the ground were not flying, but dancing wildly. It swirled like an angry snow dragon and headed towards Zhu Biao.

But these are just cover-ups. The huge momentum was all to cover up Yi Qingxiao's real killing move, the sword in his hand.

If a blue halo lights up above the flying snow dragon, a magical scene is more brilliant than the blue sky and more ethereal than the white clouds. More illusory than the most beautiful dreams.

Yi Qingxiao's blow was different from the previous sword, but it made Zhu Biao even more stunned!

The 'beauty' that catches the eye can only be said to be a beautiful nightmare, but no matter how beautiful the nightmare is, it is still a nightmare.

Gripping the sword in his hand, this sword is Yi Qingxiao, which is his qiē. Mind, thoughts, perception, and understanding, Yi Qingxiao, who has lived for half a lifetime. A qiē is on this sword. Now he slashed it with all his might.

It seems that every inch of space in the world is filled with Yi Qingxiao's murderous aura, and every flying snowflake is stabbed by Yi Qingxiao's murderous intent.

Zhu Biao's face only felt as if one sharp blade after another had slid by. He immediately struck!

The white bone killing sword swung like a divine arrow shooting through the blazing sun, piercing through the thickest part of the killing machine.

"Boom-boom-" There were two violent loud noises. Yi Qingxiao's body rose again, but half of Zhu Biao's vigorous body was buried in the snow.

Li Yuanheng let out a soft roar, and in the snowy and misty space, he would never give Zhu Biao the slightest chance to breathe. The figure swept by like a flying swallow, the sword in his hand. A bright silver rainbow flashed, murderous.

Immediately, two masters of Zhu Biao Fang roared and intercepted Li Yuanheng with a sword. Three figures collided in mid-air.

"Ding-ding-ding-bell......" is a sound of gold and iron resonating, which reaches everyone's ears.

Li Yuanheng's strength has decreased a lot under serious injury, and he doesn't know how many knives he has chopped, but he has no results.

Although crazy like a tiger out of the gate, a qiē is also in vain. However, the snow-capped mountains that had just stopped on the left and right, under the violent impact of everyone just now, the flying snow masses were densely scattered, and the snow blocks like cracked mountain rocks were crumbling again.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The collision between Zhu Biao and Yi Qingxiao shook the sky, and the huge sound couldn't stop echoing in the valley.

"Yikes!" After a few screams, some wolf cavalry officers and Tang Wang masters divided the winners.

A chilling tremor began to sound from the mountain, and it seemed as if some huge chunks ......of snow were overwhelmed again.

Yi Qingxiao had no flaws in his body, and he didn't care whether the snow on the mountain would collapse for the second time. He took a big step, a big step, and the momentum that had just calmed down around him surged and surged again.

The air seemed to be stuffy, and it was impossible to breathe.

The wind seemed to be still, as if something was brewing, perhaps a storm, or perhaps the earth would fall apart.

The sword is held in the hand, the human sword is one, the upper and lower are one, there is no flaw, and the momentum around the body is pushed little by little in the agitation and surge.

No, specifically, it can't be considered momentum, at least not pure momentum. There are also mental, psychological suppression, a powerful suppression for others.

Dou Bing finally retreated, and if he didn't retreat, he would vomit blood. The pressure almost collapsed, his hand clenched the sword tightly, but he couldn't swing it. So, I had to make a difficult decision - to go back.

Finally, Yi Qingxiao's sword broke through the wind, and the void air in the air seemed to fluctuate slightly, so there was a slight wind to the extreme.

It's just that the wind is so light that not even a leaf can be moved.

However, when the long sword attacked, Yi Qingxiao was not for the sake of looking good, nor was it for the sake of creating momentum, its meaning was only - kill!

Zhu Biao also used a beautiful sword, although there is no head and no tail, but it is like flowing clouds and clouds, and it is like a remnant rainbow shock, and there is also an indescribable elegance in the fast.

Yi Qingxiao's sword is changing, from the beginning of the fluttering and elegant, such as tasting wine and chanting poetry, painting in the lake...... Kendo contains a realm that is difficult to explain, and a kind of freedom that cannot be judged. So far, it's as sharp as killing a god!

Zhu Biao is consistent. Maybe he hasn't reached Yi Qingxiao's 'profound' realm yet, but Zhu Biao always firmly believes in one sentence - what suits him is the best.

"Ding Ding ......" two crisp sounds, two swords clashed.

The rainbow was extinguished, and the clouds and glow were gone. What was revealed was a sword with a tangible and qualitative body.

Zhu Biao is retreating, retreating and advancing, but stepping on "Lingbo Weibu", he is like a windless lake between his advance and retreat, relaxed and elegant, when waving his arms to be picky, it seems to be twisting flowers and grass, chic and ethereal with a sharpness, there is no mud and water between advance and retreat, if the clouds and water flow. Vivid.

Liu Zhuo's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and the joints of his whole body continued to make violent noises, showing that his strength had been condensed to the peak, and it was on the verge of attacking, and he felt that his momentum had been integrated with the people on the side. There is an incomparable tacit understanding.

And the opponent of the two of them, a captain who rode with wolves in the state, stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and there was a cold sword aura all over his body.

Dou Bing's sword was not released, and the person took three steps first, each step was like a giant pestle beating a drum, making a dull sound on the ground. It also multiplies its momentum.

The wolf cavalry captain only took a small step slowly, but his eyes never left Dou Bing's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his inner thoughts, but. Dou Bing's gaze was very sharp, sharp in all directions, and his eyes were on the opponent's whole body, so that the wolf cavalry captain couldn't find the slightest opportunity in his heart at all.

The lieutenant smiled. Shooting out while laughing, two sword lights slashed towards the weaker Liu Zhuo at an incredibly fast speed.

Dou Bing was a little surprised. I was also a little surprised, surprised by the opponent's super speed, and surprised by the opponent's style of play.

Liu Zhuo roared violently, and punched without fear, the speed of the fist was not fast, but the sound of wind and thunder was hidden, and the white snow on the ground seemed to have encountered a strong storm, all of which were condensed in front of his fist.

Liu Zhuo has a blade, but he is better at fists than blades.

Dou Bing's sword came out, and when the wolf cavalry captain's figure wanted to pass by him. He was a little angry, angry that his opponent didn't take him in his eyes so much, and actually ignored his existence and abandoned him to take Liu Zhuo directly. This is also an insult to him, so his sword implies anger.

The sword roar was terrible and piercing, and a ball of bright color burst out between the edges, and countless specks of light were like a starburst, dragging a beautiful arc to break through the heavy pressure. Dou Bing was also proud that he had swung such a sword.

"Heh......" But the next moment, his sword was difficult to enter, because of the opponent's sword.

"Poof......" Dou Bing snorted, the sword of the wolf cavalry captain's right palm stopped his sword, but at the same time, the two fingers of his left hand hit his chest without any obstruction, Dou Bing had no ability to resist at all, because the opponent's movements were too fast.

If it weren't for the armor, the opponent's finger could at least open a small hole in Dou Bing's chest, and now even if he has armor, this finger will make Dou Bing's five organs feel a colic, and his body will involuntarily fall out.

"Boom" Liu Zhuo's fist hit at ......the critical moment. At the end of the strong crossbow, Lu Min couldn't wear it, Liu Zhuo involuntarily took a step back, and the opponent also took a small step back.

As soon as Dou Bing's back touched the ground, he felt a knife sweeping across him, but his body had already swung in front of another wolf cavalry officer.

A smile tugged at the corner of the wolf rider's mouth. In their impression, it would be difficult for Dou Bing to withstand such a heavy blow after sustaining it, because he would not allow Dou Bing to have the slightest room to breathe, but it was a pity that they were all wrong.

Dou Bing's body was like an inflated sphere, and as soon as he hit the ground, he jumped up again, and he definitely didn't stop at all. At the same time, when his body jumped up, the sword in his hand had turned into a rainbow and slashed out. The tenacity of the tiger skin is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The captain of the wolf cavalry was taken aback, he obviously hit the other party's chest, but the other party seemed to be nothing, how could this not surprise him?

If it were an ordinary person, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, but Dou Bing was completely a good person at the moment. If it weren't for the fact that the touch of his fingers hadn't disappeared, he wouldn't have dared to believe that this was the truth, but the facts were facts after all, and now the wolf cavalry captain had to face Liu Zhuo's next wave of attacks.

Dou Bing's sword did not stop at all, and he had a hard encounter with the wolf cavalry officer, and Liu Zhuo on this side pounced on it fittingly.

The Captain of the Wolf Rider did not dodge in the slightest, he felt that it was redundant. His strength is obviously stronger than the two opponents in front of him combined, and it is the enemy who should retreat.

The two fists met each other and slammed into each other without any tricks.

"Ya Ya ......" Liu Zhuo let out a miserable scream. The whole person was swept aside like a tattered doll.

Several more wolf riders rushed out of the snow.

This avalanche can wipe out the soldiers of the wolf rider and some junior officers, but if the middle and upper officers are also finished, the mountains here in Pingling are not qualified.

"Dangdangdang......" Dou Bing has already exchanged dozens of swords with his opponent, and he didn't take advantage of it with his fast fighting style.

"Woo ......" The wolf cavalry officer's sword finally broke through Dou Bing's sword net and opened a blood groove on Dou Bing's calf.

Dou Bing snorted miserably, he didn't have any special protection on his legs. But the bad luck didn't stop there. Before the master of Tang Wang next to him came to the rescue, he was kicked again.

The palm, sword, and feet of the opposing wolf rider officer are used, and every part of the body can be used as a lethal weapon. Even if Dou Bing exposed a small gap because of the pain in his leg, he would never let it go. Yes, his foot broke through Dou Bing's defense and was imprinted on his chest.

"Wow......" Before Dou Bing landed on the ground, he spurted out a day's blood, and his five organs were about to split.

Just now, the wolf rider captain's finger was not completely useless, and now it was almost the same place. Only spit out a mouthful of blood, Dou Bing was already lucky.

Dou Bing knew that something was wrong when he was hit by the sword, and when he was hit hard, he was already mentally prepared, and his body that landed quickly rolled to the side, although it looked extremely wolfish. But there is no way to do it.

"Chirp......" A dart landed in the clearing where he had just rolled away.

Liu Zhuo's external skills are very solid, otherwise the blow of the wolf riding captain would have caused him to break his bones and crack.

The lieutenant roared softly, and the sword turned into a dark tide. Liu Zhuo knew that he was in danger, but for a moment he didn't even notice the captain's sword. Because he found that Dou Bing had been driven into a dead end and was about to become a ghost under the sword. Zhang Shuo was entangled by two wolf cavalry officers, and Du Chong had already withdrawn from the battle circle and rushed to the rescue. People who have been by Zhu Biao's side for a period of time know the weight of Dou Bing in Zhu Biao's heart. But it seems that far water does not quench the thirst of near.

And Liu Zhuo himself, in such an oversight, the sword aura of the wolf cavalry captain, whose strength was much higher than his, had completely enveloped him.

Liu Zhuo is dead!

died earlier than Dou Bing, and at the same time, he was also the second to die among the masters of the Tang and Song dynasties present. He was accompanied by the lives of more than 10,000 wolves buried under the heavy snow. With four wolf riders who rushed out and had already fallen.

Dou Bing didn't see Liu Zhuo's death, he was fleeing for his life with all his might. But it seemed that there was no hope, Dou Bing hit a stone, at this time. He saw an electric light.

Electric light, in fact, is a sword that flashes out of essence light quickly. An incredibly fast sword, the speed of which seems to be unfathomable enough. The speed of the shot is too fast......

The sword, slashed across it, seemed to have been born out of the darkness and submerged into the darkness, without a head or tail, only a ghostly light that flickered like lightning, incomparable. However, this sword is one thing for sure - it is not aimed at Dou Bing!

It was not to attack Dou Bing, but to attack the tide-like sword net that chased Dou Bing!

"Childe!" Dou Bing couldn't help but be so surprised that he almost cheered.

The "Ding ......" sword net scattered, turning into little snowflakes fluttering and rising all over the sky, making the night sky more illusory.

In terms of speed, looking at the world, people who are faster than Zhu Biao are only afraid of too few and too few. Even in the face of a martial arts master, as long as Zhu Biao is willing, he can also pull out.

The wolf cavalry officer's sword was completely blocked, he never thought that there was someone in the world who could use such a fast sword technique, have such a fast speed, and what was even more rare was that the pace of the comer and the coordination of the sword move were so tacit.

Finally he felt himself fly, and saw a familiar headless figure in the air, and by the time he tried to identify it, the darkness had completely engulfed him.

Yi Qingxiao was even more angry, he roared to the sky, and the sword in his hand swung out with all his strength, and the endless anger pushed his battle intent to the peak of incomprehensibility.

Another sword chased after Zhu Biao's vest and slashed down. For a while, the wind and clouds changed color, the snow flew, and there seemed to be a strong storm blowing in the mountain valley......

There was a loud "......", and the stone was also cracked into countless fragments, and then turned into a shower of locust rain and hit Zhu Biao, with a strong killing force like an old spirit.

Zhu Biao swung his sword, and the luck of "The Great Shift of Qiankun", countless gravels hit the void.

"Boom...... An earth-shattering loud bang came from the mountain. For a while, it chilled the hearts of everyone present.

But Yi Qingxiao was unmoved. The murderous aura seemed to be like damp dew, making people breathless and extremely uncomfortable, Zhu Biao could clearly feel a cold feeling rising from his heart - it was an invisible and insubstantial sword!

As far as the eye could see, in the void, a huge handleless sword, which could also be said to be sword light, dragged a long mantail, with an extremely domineering and extremely cold murderous aura!

This should be Yi Qingxiao's trick as a peerless swordsman.

Zhu Biao once again felt the thinness of his strength, just like when he faced the man in black, like a sheep in the tiger's mouth, this thunderous blow was definitely not something that could be resisted casually.

Of course, at this time, these are no longer important, what matters is how to block this earth-shattering sword. Locked by the gas machine, it is difficult to get out.

Zhu Biao only flew back, and stabbed out one sword after another. "The Great Shift" is 'invalid' again.

The rapid operation of his power made him feel the heat surging all over his body, reaching all over his limbs, dispelling the exhaustion of his body, and the same cold as the zài that did not exist at all.

The body of the White Bone Murder Sword glowed with a layer of moist glow, like a pillar of light studded with night pearls in the darkness, and the sword swelled. One by one, like a laser cannon, it slammed into the chasing sword.

"Boom ......" A strong shock shocked almost all the people, like the sky collapsing, like the earth sinking, and like a tsunami and a mountain crack.

(To be continued)