The sky was dark.

The sky was full of wind and snow.

The heavy snow and the cold wind made the sky darker and darker.

Although it is only noon, at this time, it makes people think that it is already night. Raising his eyes and looking around, it was a black oppression.

At the exit of Yang Gong's treasure, the atmosphere was still extremely tense.

Even though the crown prince Li Jiancheng had a lot of personal guards around him, he still felt a chill in his vest at this moment, and a feeling of stabbing at the tip of his nose.

Compared with the nervous Li Valve's people, the Song Valve's hundred cavalry, which was absolutely inferior in numbers, did not have any fear, but were imposing. There is no other reason, it is the god in their hearts who leads them - Heavenly Sword Song Que.

That faint nervousness didn't fade until the tent was pushed open and Yijian Master Fu Cailin appeared by Li Jiancheng's side.

Gaze lightly.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Instantly.

There seemed to be a sound of controversy in the ears of the countless people present, and it seemed to be a sword clash.

“…… Well? ”

The sword eyebrows raised slightly, Song Que's eyes fell on Fu Cailin's body, and a different kind of soft snort came out of his mouth, and then he said the other party's name: "Fu Cailin!" ”

It's not about the name, but directly saying the name of the other party.

This has already surfaced Song Que's thoughts.

Heavenly Dao Song Que, who has always regarded himself as the orthodoxy of the Han family, not only disdains the bloodline of Yang Jian and Li Yuan's family, but also has an extremely sensitive and firm attitude towards foreign races, especially those who threaten the rivers and mountains of China.

This can be seen in the marriage and marriage of his own children.

If it weren't for the time and place that weren't on his side, otherwise the world would be like this. Moreover, although Yang Guang came out of order, his behavior in some aspects still made Song Que agree. That was the war against the Turks, Tibet, and Goguryeo.

It's a pity that the three battles for Goguryeo failed.

The men of the Han family died in the eastern Liaodong frontier, and one of the culprits was the great master of Goguryeo swordsmanship in front of him, Fu Cailin, the master of Yijian.

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Song Que!"

Facing Song Que's knife-like gaze. Fu Cailin did not avoid it, looked at each other, and said the other party's name in his mouth.

This world-famous Song valve owner, even Fu Cailin is also knowledgeable.

He is eloquent and strategic, and he is also the best in knife skills.

Just now, the two just looked at each other, and the spiritual touch had already made each other roughly understand each other's depths.

The Central Plains is really an outstanding person, in addition to the great master of the Daomen, Ning Daoqi, there is also the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the queen of the yin Zhu Yuyan, and the Taoist son Yue Yuan. There is even the Heavenly Sword Song Que in front of him, whose martial arts cultivation is definitely not bad for the great grandmaster.

Compared to Goguryeo, the Central Plains is too extensive.

Not only in terms of resources, but also in terms of talents.

Compared with Goguryeo's withering martial arts, Fu Cailin didn't know what kind of ending Goguryeo would be after his death, and Fu Cailin's heart was at a loss for a while. Fortunately, there are not only disputes in the Central Plains, but the masters are exhausted in internal friction, if not......

For Fu Cailin, the annihilation of the Central Plains masters is the best.

But after all, this is just a beautiful wish.

Even if Buddhism has been hit hard. The same is true of the Demon Gate, but there are still top masters in this Central Plains. The trauma of Buddhism made Fu Cailin have the idea of supporting the crown prince Li Jiancheng in his heart. It is precisely in this way that Fu Cailin will step out of the tent.

After seeing the Yijian master Fu Cailin faintly facing the Heavenly Sword Song Que. Li Jiancheng and Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief gently.

The shadow of the name tree of man.

The name of the Heavenly Sword is really terrifying.

Song Que is different from the evil king, and people are oppressed by the upright, in many cases. This is the most terrifying way.

It's just that in such a situation, no one present dared to make the slightest sound. Yijian master Fu Cailin is a great master of swordsmanship, and the sword of the Heavenly Sword Song Que is rumored to be the first in the world. The confrontation of such people is not only a luxury landscape for them, especially those with martial arts, but also a kind of pressure.

The pressure of a person at the level of a great grandmaster is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Unlike Ning Dodge.

Song Que's attitude towards the world is completely different.

His eyes closed slightly, and he opened his eyes again, but Song Que stared at Fu Cailin very seriously, and asked, "Shouldn't you stay in your Goguryeo?" ”

"Meddling like this, is it to deceive my Han family? ! Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of this Central Plains after the worst? ”

His eyes were as sharp as lightning, but his tone did not show any etiquette at all, at this moment, Song Que was the Heavenly Sword Song Que, not Song Que, the owner of the Song Valve.

Although the tone was flat, everyone here heard the killing intent in it, and there was no killing intent to hide it at all. In a way, Song Que is somewhat similar to Bi Xuan, but he has an extra sensibility than Bi Xuan.

"The world is ......"

"No one has been able to keep Fu yet!"

In the face of Song Que's fleeting killing intent just now, Fu Cailin just gently stroked the long hair on his sideburns, and he was very concerned about every part of his body in pursuit of perfection.

"Hah!"

"Ha Lu Ha!"

Song Que smiled when he heard this.

Now is not the time after all, it is more important to do something else.

His eyes were withdrawn from Fu Cailin's body, and Song Que's gaze still fell on Li Jiancheng, who was behind, and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, I still say the same thing, this battle is over!" Even with the help of Master Yijian, if Song Que wants to kill you, it is still just a knife! ”

When the words fell, the knife on Song Que's waist was already out of its sheath.

There was a rapid sonorous sound, and only a ray of light was seen in the dim wind and snow, and it slashed forward.

Meantime.

The quaint long sword was unsheathed, the sword was like a cold star, and Fu Cailin pointed at the void with a sword.

Ding——

Rumble!

The snow splashed, and snow waves several feet high exploded on both sides of the middle range between the two, and the scattered energy rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

The sword is sheathed.

After the snowflakes fell, Song Que and Fu Cailin were still the same, and they didn't seem to have made any movements at all. It was as if what I had just seen was just a hallucination.

But Li Jiancheng, who was behind Fu Cailin, was already scared into a cold sweat, and at this moment, he only felt that his back was sticky.

Although this knife was blocked by Fu Cailin, it also dispersed the careful thoughts that rose in Li Jiancheng's heart. In the face of a great swordsmanship master like Fu Cailin, Song Que was able to strike without the slightest scruples. Obviously, it told him that he had the strength of a great master.

Such a person, killing himself at such a short distance, is really just a matter of a knife.

In any case, it is still your own life that matters.

Horse.

Turn around.

The hood was put on his head again.

As the big red daze flew in the wind, Song Que's voice echoed in the cold wind, not dispersing at all.

"This battle ends here!"

"If you still need to do it......"

"Then it doesn't matter what kind of Buddha, what kind of demon, what kind of Hu blood, what kind of alien people, you come to find my Heavenly Sword Song Que!"

"I will be waiting for you in the Knife Grinding Hall in Lingnan!"

After speaking, the sound of horses' hooves began. Song Que carried his hundred or so personal guards and walked away in the wind and snow.

Only Li Jiancheng, who was still in a daze and still nervous, was left and a group of personal soldiers.

As for the Yijian master Fu Cailin in front, he just glanced at the direction in which Song Que had left, said nothing, and then turned around and returned to the tent. No one knows what Fu Cailin is thinking.

In the thick wind and snow.

After Song Que, who was in the lead, gave something to the knights beside him, the original team of more than 100 people suddenly divided into two teams and dispersed.

And Song Que took one of the teams to the distance.

Before, Song Que also glanced back, and there was a look in his eyes that he couldn't tell whether it was a pity or something.

And this battle, under the intervention of Song Que, really ended here.

Meanwhile.

After being yin, Zhu Yuyan hid in Chang'an City, and Wan Wan also went out of the city. Looking around for the traces of his master.

The result of the battle of Yang Gong's treasure was beyond everyone's expectations.

The same is true for Wanwan.

However, at this moment, Wan Wan is no longer concerned about the relics of the evil emperor, nor the safety of other people in the Demon Gate, but the safety of her master Zhu Yuyan. When he knew the identities of the three people who came out of the treasure house. Wan Wan's heart became very anxious.

'M afraid......

I'm afraid that the master will die with the evil king Shi Zhixuan for that hatred.

As an apprentice, Wan Wan understands the master's temperament very well, and Zhu Yuyan will definitely do that kind of thing. In the snowstorm, a barefoot girl in white broke into the wind and snow without hesitation under the gaze of many ordinary people. Disappeared after the most slump.

In another place.

Shang Xiuxun, who had been waiting anxiously, kept walking around in the wind and snow, full of worry.

When Dao Gongzi entered Chang'an, he had already made other preparations. Let Shang Xiuxun and others respond. He chose two places, one was Shang Xiuxun and the other was Wei Zhenzhen.

But in Shang Xiuxun's opinion, even if he has his father's mechanism map, it is still extremely dangerous.

The only expectation at the moment is that it falls on Song Que that day.

The elite cavalry of the two sides met here before, and there was almost an accident, but they finally settled down. Both are general practices, bringing a handful of elites into Li Valve's territory.

What kind of person is Song Que?

Shang Xiuxun didn't know, but that didn't mean her instincts gave her guidance.

Just when Shang Xiuxun was restless, walking back and forth, the elite cavalry around him finally found traces.

In Shang Xiuxun's gaze, Wei Zhenzhen, a woman with one foot deep and one foot shallow, walked towards here step by step with a Taoist son who was already with gorgeous hair on her back.

Looked at.

Shang Xiuxun immediately greeted him, his heart full of apprehension.

However, under Wei Zhenzhen's explanation, the apprehension in my heart finally relaxed, but the worry still couldn't stop.

After some commands to be guarded, everyone protected the already unconscious Dao Gongzi and disappeared into the wind and snow. (To be continued......)