On Siyi's white cheeks, light blue lines of light spread like tiny swimming fish, distorted and covered like the branches of a tree. Suddenly, the ground trembled a few times, like an ice pick breaking through the ground like a giant python, like a living body, each ice pick was covered with spikes.

Like a giant snake, the ice pick quickly stabbed towards Youyuan Yao, and the red mist thorn only slashed through the thick ice pick, leaving a slender trace. Under the dancing gauze robe of Youyuan Yao, the silver-white long sword emitted a cold cold light in the air.

Siyi frowned, and secretly thought, "I didn't expect it...... This daughter of Wudangtai is really not simple, what is this ......?"

The gray sky, under the low air pressure, the two surging spiritual powers were entangled. Siyi, dressed in a silver-white robe, was held up in the air by the air that was shuttling through you, and the lines spread to the side of his face. The light blue light mist swirled around him, like a blizzard crashing wantonly.

Yu Yuan Yao turned on her side in the air sensitively, and the silver-white long sword was like a slender and slender deep-sea swimming fish, and there were also scattered light red spots of light floating in the stars. Her brows tightened, and a thick red mist suddenly rose beside her, like a thick blood mist. She flew vertically towards Youyuan Siyi.

"Bang ————"

The sound of two swords coming together.

A long ice blade in Siyi's hand had already taken shape, and the clear ice blade was still steaming. His amber pupils quivered slightly. A resolute look like a diamond in an amber wine.

Yu Yuanyao's arm trembled uncontrollably, she gritted her teeth desperately, and the blood-red meridians actually spread into her pupils little by little, as if thick blood flowed into her eyes.

The thousand-year-old hard stone slab of Wudang Terrace slowly cracked into subtle cracks, like slowly spreading diagonally and diagonally intertwined branches.

Zilian sat under the stage, pursed his dry lips, his brows tightly locked, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Youyuan Siyi leaped backwards, like a sensitive white petrel, somersaulting, showing a perfect arc in mid-air.

At this moment, the ground trembled a few times, and suddenly there were dots of light blue light, like bright stars.

Yu Yuanyao's hair fluttered, and the air flow slammed like an arrogant beast, her eyes widened, and the slightly blackened blood red almost completely covered her originally clear eyes. At this time, the silver bell on Yao's neck collided frantically as if it had been hit by a magic barrier, making an extremely sharp sound that was close to a magical buzz, and the silver bell was dyed black, and the blood-red mist lifted it......

The ice blade in Youyuan Siyi's hand was like glass that could be easily shattered, and in an instant, it shattered into dots of crystal and fell to the ground. Then, he quickly took out the white jade flute around his waist, which was like a crystal clear and delicate snow, with a smooth surface, as if covered with a thin layer of transparent glass.

The rain gradually became lighter, but the low clouds showed no signs of dissipation......

He slowly closed his eyes, lowered his head gently, and a flute, a faint spiritual power formed a circle of light blue ripples...... The airflow gradually eased, as if it were a warm breeze in early spring, and like a warm moon on a summer night. It's like at this moment, the remote Yao in front of Siyi, who is close to madness, is just a faint morning mist......

Suddenly, there was a distant sound of flute from Wudang Tower, as if it came from an empty mountain stream, and as if there was a murmuring stream in a bottomless cave.

"Damn————" Youyuan Yao said with a gritted tooth towards Siyi, with a kind of hatred.

Her fluttering robe had been torn in a few places, and the air in the air was like a sharp blade.

Slightly black blood-red veins spread across Yao's limbs and cheeks, becoming more and more rapid and dense, making a "swish" sound.

The light under her feet that was like a group of stars gradually became denser, like a bright galaxy in the universe.

At this moment, the silver bell on her slender ankle began to shake violently, and suddenly, it broke off. It's like cutting a thread hanging from the sky.

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

Then, a violent air current, accompanied by a blackened blood mist, hovered in the air like a fierce beast. Immediately after, in the thick blood mist, Youyuan Yao let out a sharp roar, cutting through the calm of the entire Youyuan Pavilion in the rain. Siyi was swept up by the surging airflow, and Bai Yuxiao was ruthlessly thrown aside.

The ferocious and strong air currents were like raging beasts of the fishy wind, pressing him to the stone pillars that were as dense as bamboo forests around Wudang Terrace. Under such a violent air current, Siyi felt that he had difficulty breathing, and the wind blew so that he had to frown tightly, and he roared with difficulty: "Yao! Stop it!! ”

The beastly whirlwind completely drowned out his small voice.

Zi Lian, who was sitting under the stage, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and the surging air flow made him unable to open his eyes. He thought to himself, "Damn...... What exactly is this ......?"

Min Yan...... This ......," said an elderly man sitting on a high platform with a fine pattern of noble gold ornaments carved around his neck.

Min Yan's originally kind face was furrowed at the moment, and a faint sorrow swirled in his amber clear eyes.

"Min Yan! If this continues, the entire Youyuan Clan will be ruined! "A female elder, her dark brown hair is all braided into a small braid, like a charm of the minority ice and snow beauty.

Min Yan lowered his eyes, sighed, and shook his head. In an instant, he stood up, his robe as smooth as stars and diamonds, like a waterfall of stars and crystals.

At this moment, the blood-red storm was still raging, and Youyuan Yao was in the center of the storm, and she roared in pain. At this moment, a thin wisp of golden lines covered the corner of Min Yan's eyes like a tiny swimming fish. On the Wudang stage, there were several pure black thick blood vessels lying on the neck of Youyuan Yao. Her limbs twisted, her crooked body stretching indefinitely, like a goblin out of control. She was in the middle of the Wudang platform, but her arms were like the legs of a giant spider, sticking straight into the mountain next to the mossy stone pillar.

The flesh on her right thigh bloomed and glued together with her arm that was slowly extending with countless tiny red lines, and the longer the arm lengthened, the longer the flesh in the middle was stretched, and the crimson and pale pink were entangled and torn together, and the sharper Yao's roar became......

Min Yan suddenly took a leap, and the spiritual power membrane shook slightly, like a drop of water on the surface of a calm lake. The violent wind blew away the pure white long hair of the elder Min Yan, and his long figure was like a beam of silver-white meteors, and the white spiritual power wrapped in his body pierced through the black-red blood mist......

The gray sky was like a sad god crying alone, and on the Wudang platform of the Youyuan clan, the black-red blood mist was constantly spreading, accompanied by Youyuan Yao's increasingly poignant scream, like a hideous ghost roaring.

At this time, Min Yan flew towards Yao at an extremely fast speed, and the pure white spiritual power that surged all over his body was like a dense white geist that quickly lingered beside him.

Suddenly, the sky shrouded in darkness appeared with silver-white rays of light like flying dragons in the sky, and it seemed as if a bright galaxy was streaked across the endless dark sky.

Yu Yuanyao's eyes widened, and in her inky black eyes, only a small white light trembled on the edge of fear.

Suddenly, the white light swelled, colliding with the black-red blood mist like a ferocious beast. On Min Yan's face, which seemed to be carved immaculate by ice and snow, the silver-white swimming light patterns were like tiny cracks in the natural ice and snow. His amber eyes swirled with pure white spiritual power, like a blizzard flying on the amber, and like a blade that flashed quickly.

Yao roared sharply, as if it was heartbreaking, to be precise———— it was more painful than heartbreaking. She looked like a demon crawling out of hell. The thick black-red mist, like a wanton centipede, kept shuttling through her body. Suddenly, an extremely strong pure black spiritual power emerged from her mouth like a raging sea, as if it were a few flying and indulgent black snakes.

A silver-white spiritual power pulled out by Min Yan in mid-air was like a beam of light tearing through the darkness, but at this moment, it trembled slightly. The violent air currents overwhelmed the trees near Wudang Terrace, and the deep green fell in a black and red......

Fifty years ago, Wudangtai

"Ah Yi, you come to Min'er ......" Youyuan Mu Gui's expression was cold, showing the cold arrogance of an elder all the time.

"Uncle......" Min Yan raised his head, his eyes shining and said.

…………

Right now

The swirling air currents blew his long silver-white hair messy, and he thought to himself, "Ah Yi...... That's the same, the black-red blood mist ......"

"Ahh——!h Yu Yuanyao's eyes were dark and dark, her soul was being devoured, and her twisted limbs and blurred flesh made her look even more hideous.

"Yao!" The elder Min Yan roared, his eyes were attentive, like a messenger of justice, and his eyes flashed like a spear. The flowing white hair was like a silver-white waterfall, and the spiritual power was like a galaxy, lingering around him, and the ground around him trembled a few times......

At this time, Zi Lian slowly opened his eyes, and the air flow quickly swept across his handsome young cheeks.

"Boom ————"

A loud sound about to burst the eardrums, mixed with a pure white bright light, forcibly illuminated the gray and rainy day into a clear and cloudless day......

Everything on the Wudang stage was almost submerged in this intense white light.

After a while, the wind subsided, and the clouds dissipated. On the Wudang platform, several broken stone pillars were lying diagonally together, and the broken trees fell to the ground.

In the center of Wudang Tower, a few extremely light wisps of black-red mist slowly dissipated, and there was no trace of it......

Min Yan stood there, from the side, he couldn't see any emotion, not even the slightest tiredness. It's just that the breeze gently stirred up his silver hair, and he gently closed his eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

"Zi, Zilian."

A familiar voice, warm as jade, seemed to be a mild spring in spring, but somewhat cold. "Zilian, I ......"

Zi Lian turned his head and saw that Siyi was fine, he smiled unconsciously, and his smile was actually a little moist.

Zilian jumped on the Wudang stage and said with a smile: "Hey, Siyi, you won, don't be upset......"

"Father, Yao she ......" A rapid light flashed in Siyi's eyes, like a storm in a lake.

Elder Min Yan slowly opened his eyes, his amber pupils as if covered with a layer of clear and smooth glass...... He choked up slightly and said, "It's all ...... Scattered...... Like that person, the same. ”