Chapter 200: The Wailing Sword

The figure had already disappeared completely, and the cold wind and snow had already stopped, Lin Ye slowly bent down and cast his gaze on the sword marks on the ground.

"Huh? This sword qi, with frost condensed edge, forced into the ground, its sword qi contains a kind of blood, which makes people understand the cruelty of the world, with a child's play mentality to lightly describe many tragic deaths, and there is a trace of obsession and confusion. Mysterious swordsman, what exactly are you trying to illustrate? Staring at the sword marks on the ground, after a while, Lin Ye slowly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said secretly in his heart.

Three days of waiting, three days of time, the same time as three days ago, Lin Ye sat on the sword peak and waited.

At the moment when the sun rose, there was a sense of slaughter, and Lin Ye couldn't help but wait.

Lin Ye slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes looked into the distance, looking at the figure that was slowly coming from afar, as the wind and snow became thicker, the more expectations and doubts in his heart grew.

The mysterious swordsman in front of him seemed to carry a mystery on his body, as if he was ...... It's like yourself.

Approaching step by step, Lin Ye lowered his eyes, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Wuxian walked in, looked at Lin Ye and said lightly: "There is a kind of beauty in this world, only between the eyes and the eyes, the two people chase the eyes with their eyes, attract a glance, hook for a moment, turn into a vein undercurrent, and rush into a wrestle between seeing through and being seen, your eyes are tight, although the upper eyelashes are slightly constricted, but the eyes are shining, a little uncertain, have you not penetrated the mystery in the sword?" ”

"Your sword qi is condensed with frost and pressed into the ground, and its sword qi contains a kind of blood, which makes people understand the cruelty of the world, and despises many tragic lives with a child's play, and there is a trace of obsession and confusion." Lin Ye's eyes were fixed on Wu Wu. Shen Sheng asked.

"Huh?" Wu Wu sighed lightly, his left hand pressed the hilt of the sword slightly, and his momentum suddenly changed.

"What was the motive for the killing? Why do you wantonly kill, and what is the purpose behind it? For the doubts in your heart, for your incomprehensible doubts, then why are you confused? Mysterious swordsman. Does your sword last only for killing? Lin Ye took a step closer to Wuxian and asked.

"Looking for the past me, looking for the future me, looking for the me in this life. Mu Jian's now, he has lost his original intention, or there is a war, before he can release my soul that has been frozen and imprisoned for many years, and there is only life and death in a war with me, why do you need to ask me more about my purpose and motives. Just survive. Without saying much, the ink sword was gently raised from his hand, and Wu Yan looked at Lin Ye and said.

The plain words, the compelling sword aura on his body was revealed, and the hidden sword intent that looked at the world made Lin Ye praise in his heart.

"Crazy Talk." Tianjing was in his hand, and he was spontaneously filled with infinite confidence, and looked at Lin Ye with cold eyebrows and snorted.

"The sword is in the moment of enchantment. There will be a sinking gap that cannot be explained. There is no need to explain, you just need to remember your mood at this moment, remember me at this moment, and this will be your last. The ink sword bloomed with dark red snow, and Wu Jian was immersed in his own world as if he hadn't heard Lin Ye's words.

Snow Mang. A sword as white as snow.

The flying snow in the sky suddenly merged with the sword light emitted by the ink sword in Wuxian's hand.

The flying snow in the sky, the wild sword, stirred the cold god.

"It's different from what I thought, but this kind of martial arts, let me prove that your sword is my sword." Aquamarine sword light. Lin Ye said in a deep voice with a cold gaze.

"Life and death, the measurement of this distance, is a moment, can you grasp it?" The slaughter condensed into snow and frost, and the ink sword in his hand swayed.

"You'll see for yourself." The heavenly crystal in Lin Ye's hand was raised, his figure came in an instant, and the sword in his hand had already been drawn.

Facing the rising sun, accompanied by the flying snow in the sky, a sword slashed towards Wuxian like a streamer.

His eyes were filled with only calmness, the absolute calmness of abandoning his miscellaneous thoughts, as if there was nothing in this world that could move him.

"Your eyes tickled my murderous nature." The ink sword met the enemy, accompanied by the flying snow, and the white light instantly attacked the Tianjing in Lin Ye's hand, and the cold words came out of Wuxian's mouth.

There were no retrospective words, no superfluous words, only a cold drink, only flickering sword light and sharp sword qi.

With a long shout, the sword light flashed again, and a sword qi stirred up the sound of ten thousand swords in unison, stirring up thousands of piles of snow and sweeping towards Wuyan.

The sword light passes through the gap, and it is a beautiful killing realm woven with sword qi.

Touching the eyes, it is a beautiful gorgeous, and it is a compelling killing thought.

The sound of ten thousand swords on the sword peak suddenly stopped under the white-red sword light of the ink sword, and then the sword shook again, this time it was a wailing sound, like a wailing sigh before dying.

"The sound of the wailing sword has a kind of demagogic vanity. I'll pour my ears, and then kill! The ink sword intersected with the heavenly crystal, and then the figure of the immortal retreated suddenly, covering his ears with his right hand as if listening, and the sluggish words were accompanied by a sonorous sound, and the sinking of the sword sound swayed a beautiful sword light.

The sword qi swayed out from the blade of the ink sword, and if the Dao stream light hit him, the sword in Lin Ye's hand became faster and faster, and more and more ruthless.

But no matter what, they are all balanced by the Immortal Sword Qi.

The three-breath confrontation has fallen into the wind.

"An amazing cultivation, an amazing sword, and an amazing swordsman." There is only expectation, joy and infinite fighting spirit in his eyes, and the heavenly crystal in his hand is getting faster and faster, and he is getting more and more sick.

The swift sword, the blazing heart, the more you fight, the more you have a sense of pity that cannot be broken.

Both sides are unparalleled swordsmen in the world, and both sides are swordsmen who have seen in their lives and stand at the top.

It is an adversary, but also a confidant who must be defeated.

"I thought my sword had become the pinnacle. But at this moment, I know that it has only reached the beginning, and this realization makes me ecstatic. Although in his words, he was said to be ecstatic, but Lin Ye saw that in the eyes of Wu Wu, there was nothing but the coldness that had never melted if the iceberg had never melted for thousands of years.

"The world is so wide, the universe is so wide, you and I are just sitting in the same place." Hearing what Wu Yan said, Lin Ye's eyes showed a hint of approval, and the sword momentum paused slightly, and he spoke.

"But so, I hope you will be able to live." Wuxian nodded.

"Haha, confident man." Looking at Wu Wu, Lin Ye laughed.

"Your eyes and tone at the moment reminded me of her, and even provoked the regret in my heart. But regret is a kind of hooking rhyme, and when it ends, it is the excitement of remembrance, and I am tired of this feeling of being fetted, and the sound of the moaning sword is coming but forgotten. The moment the words of loneliness, the love of sorrow, and the moment the words fell, the ink sword in his hand suddenly moved, and with the swing of the ink sword, the surrounding ten thousand swords suddenly let out a wailing sound.

And with this wail, the mutation also happened. (To be continued......)