Chapter 3 The Wind and Snow in the Rivers and Lakes (1\2)

Hong Feibai heard the sound in the door, his heart twitched, and he stepped out of the door, and when he walked out, his face was already blank.

The Yin brothers and sisters fell aside, their expressions shaking.

The Demon Owl Sword that had been shouting earlier had changed color.

He originally planned to shoot at Wang Anfeng, murderous, and his right hand had already drawn out his sword, but at this time, he suddenly stepped out, his body folded several times in the air, and landed directly at the door, wanting to leave, but he was a little reluctant to get the treasure that was about to arrive, and hesitated.

The snow fell again.

The man and horse are one, and the warrior weighing thousands of pounds holds a spear in his hand, his eyes are about to split, the green tendons on his forehead are bursting out, the nostrils of the mount under his crotch are spewing white gas, and the front hooves can't stop digging the ground, but it is difficult to take a step forward.

Wang Anfeng only stood in front of this ride.

Dressed in a cloth robe, his body is straight, and his black hair is like ink, falling from his temples.

The black pupil quietly looked ahead.

With his left hand behind him, the blade of the iron heavy spear that had been tempered for thousands of years trembled slightly, shattering the falling snow, but it only stopped three inches in front of the young man's heart, and the tremor could not stop.

The white hand was on the body of the gun.

The gun could not go any further.

"Drink, ah, ah!"

There was a dead silence, and immediately the warrior's expression changed from stunned and disbelieving to anger, and he suddenly shouted, his muscles swelled, and his violent energy outlined left and right, and the snow fell backwards, rising towards the sky, and the strong horse was also in a long neighing, and the man stood up, spewing out white gas, like an angry dragon.

The fierce and mighty momentum was overflowing here for a while.

The woman in purple couldn't help but exclaim, took half a step back, raised her hand to cover her lips, her eyes flashed, and said:

"This, this is ......"

The man next to him whispered:

"The Red Lian Gang's killer move 'White Horse Roaring Glacier'."

"In this Fufeng Jianghu, second only to the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, Gongsun Jing, the Cloud Swallowing Gunner, created the technique of integrating man and horse, which runs through the whole body, like a white horse turning into a dragon, roaring on the glacier and snow field, even a martial artist with stronger internal strength can only avoid its front!"

"If this trick continues, at least you can break free from this person's shackles......"

Hongfeibai's expression changed suddenly when he heard this, and he wanted to step forward to help, but in this case, he couldn't intervene, and his heart was confused for a while.

At this moment, the man's loud voice gradually became higher, surging internal qi outlined the heaven and earth, reversed the wind and snow, turned into a long dragon-like scenery, and suddenly rose to the sky, within a radius of a thousand meters, it was clearly visible that this winter heaven and earth was depressed and powerful, so that it seemed more powerful and fierce, not like mortals.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes, and there was a strong force coming from the blade of the gun.

The boy's shoes were in the snow.

The expression on his face was still quiet, and he only whispered in his heart:

"The King of Mishan is three million and three hundred and sixty thousand miles high in the sea. The roots are 3.36 million miles under the sea......"

The Buddha said that the wrestlers moved the mountain scriptures.

As it comes, ten forces.

With a sudden clench of his right hand, the falling snow that was stirred up by the warrior's energy was instantly shattered into powder.

Drumming around.

The snow was carried by the strong wind, and it slapped on everyone's cheeks, hurting and hurting, and the breathing of the Yin brothers and sisters suddenly stagnated.

The lead-gray sky was pressed very low, and at some point, snow fell like embers.

So that between the heaven and the earth, there is a vastness.

In the vastness, the high-spirited and heroic neighing sound of the beast dragon horse suddenly turned into a terrible wail, even people and horses, at this time more than 10,000 catties of huge force, but was directly knocked down, smashed to the ground, and in the roaring sound, the snow on the ground was shaken, and in the scream, he struggled, but he failed to move.

Rolling waves swept across, frost and snow flew.

"Niang Xipi!"

"Stick the idea! Whoever wants to go, Lao Tzu doesn't want it......"

The ghost owl sword's face turned white, and the monster screamed, and he turned around and ran away.

Roaring loudly.

The Yin brothers and sisters also drew their respective weapons and flew back, with a slightly frightened look on their faces, but they never lost an inch, the two of them have always walked together, only in terms of martial arts, they are not inferior to ordinary seven-rank martial artists, if they join forces, under the hands of the elders of the three factions, they can also escape with their lives.

He took a few steps.

Suddenly noticed that the evil wind was blowing behind him, and the strength was so strong that before he could reach his body, he had already made a tearing pain around his body, and the two of them were terrified in their hearts.

The sound of the boom is a masterpiece.

The wind and snow swept up by the energy exploded in an instant.

After a stalemate of less than a breath, the fierce wave of qi blew them backwards, and for a moment they could not hold the sword in their hands, their faces turned pale, they staggered back, and coughed up blood in their mouths.

Blood fell on the snow.

In the midst of the uproar, a swarthy iron heavy gun pierced the air waves, and fell upside down to the ground, the spirit was drumming, and the tremors did not stop, Wang Anfeng soared into the air, and his right foot lightly stepped on the tail of the gun, and the rhyme was long, as if it was frozen in the air in the eyes of everyone.

The blade of the gun is stabbed down a few inches.

The young man borrowed his strength, and his body was like a flowing cloud, and he shot out, and the man who came after the Yin brothers and sisters had already sat down on the ground, his face pale.

The blade of the gun almost grazed the tip of his nose, an inch off, is he still alive?

At this point, my mind is full of chills.

At this moment, when Wang Anfeng's sleeve robe moved, it had swept across the top of the thin man's head, who was only running wildly on the ground, as if he was aware of it, and rolled violently to the side.

The boy fell, stepped lightly on his right foot, and dotted on a falling snow.

The internal force flowed, communicated into the snow, and then reversed, colliding with its own internal qi, and the body was like a flowing cloud rolling upside down, rising again, and landing next to the ghost sword.

The snowflakes fall quietly, still crystal clear.

The ghost owl sword monster screamed, raised his hand and drew the long sword at his waist, and stabbed at the young man.

The sharp and cold sword blade didn't know how many throats it had pierced, but it had already stabbed hundreds of times in just an instant, turning into a dark blue sword shadow like a substance, killing people and killing people in the blink of an eye.

Wang Anfeng took a step to the side.

The sword blade only brushed his shoulder, his body was sideways, his expression was still quiet, his right hand flexed his fingers, and lightly knocked on the wrist of the ghost sword, the latter only felt a moment of pain in the acupoint of his forearm, screamed, and could no longer hold the weapon, with a soft sound, and fell directly to the ground, buzzing non-stop.

The young man's right hand was like a flowing cloud, and it struck the belly of the ghost sword.

Within a radius of three meters, the snow rolls backwards.

Visible waves of qi rushed out from behind the Ghost Owl Sword, and the green pine shook.

The thin man's eyes were prominent, his face was pale, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he only felt that the unfathomable surging internal force seemed to be endless.

Wang Anfeng's palm shook, the man had already spurted blood from his mouth, and flew back to the courtyard directly, the latter was superb, Shengsheng controlled his direction in the air, fell to the ground, staggered back two steps, and then stabilized, but still couldn't help but half-kneel on the ground, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and fell to the ground.

The feet landed on the footprints.

At this time, he found that he was now in the place where he was, not bad at a step, not bad at the ghost sword kung fu, seeing this situation, his face turned pale, and he only felt that the vast snow fell directly on the bottom of his heart, and his body was stiff, and he couldn't move anymore.

At this time, above the heavenly dome, the eagle falcon piercing the golden cracked stone made a loud noise.

Horses' hooves swept the frost and snow.

The people who had been coming with the man before had just come late.

But when I came over, I saw the scene.

The next moment, as if fleeing for his life, one by one reined in and turned around, running for his life, Wang Anfeng stood in place, his right hand brushed his waist, and more than a dozen cold lights burst out from the small sac on his waist, tearing the gloomy snow sky to pieces, and went straight into the acupuncture behind those who fled.

The five or six warriors' bodies suddenly stiffened, and they couldn't cooperate well with the horses under their crotches, and they fell down one by one.

Wang Anfeng's move did not completely block their behavior, these warriors just felt that their bodies were itchy for a while, rolling on the ground, led by a rather beautiful woman, struggling to look ahead.

In the sky, the sound of eagles is loud.

The alien beast eagle that could track the miraculous medicine of the 'Medicine Valley' circled and fell, only spinning around the young man, as if there was something on this arm that attracted it very much, and it couldn't help but peck lightly.

The woman's face turned pale, and she said:

"I, I was just passing by, and I didn't think about disturbing Mr. ......"

"If there is any disturbance, please forgive the sin."

It's just because this woman's internal strength is not good at conquest, but she can increase her ear power, although she is far away, she also vaguely heard what the young man said, in this school, you are not allowed to use swords, and at this time, I thought that I had never entered.

In this way, the latter should be embarrassed to attack himself again.

A moment of luck.

But seeing that in the vast snow and wind, the young man just looked at himself quietly.

Stretching out his hand, he said lightly:

"It's a guest from afar."

"It's snowing outside, since you're here, it's better to go in and sit."

"There are some things I would like to ask you below, such as ......"

"Where did this 'thousands of miles of clouds' come from?"

The woman's face was pale, she opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to refute, she lowered her head, and said in an astringent voice:

"Yes......"

"Before, senior......"

PS: The first update is presented......