"What do you say, is there anything wrong?!" Yan Feixun sneered, "Give you two choices, kneel in front of me in front of the whole class tomorrow and beg me, or tonight next year will be your death day." Yan Feixun's expression was hideously twisted, and his tone was full of madness.

"What's the fun of fighting, killing, killing?"

"Haha, then you mean, you're begging me on your knees tomorrow?!It seems that you're still enlightened!" Yan Feixun laughed, "However, tonight will not be so simple, even if you want to beg me tomorrow, you will have to pass me tonight." ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Now get down on my knees, and give me your sword. ”

"Are you serious? I think you better go, I don't want to joke with you, I'm scared if I get angry. Feng Luofan's hand slowly rested on the hilt of the sword, "Since this is the beginning of the sword, then let me use the sword to solve this problem! Do you know what kind of sword this is?"

"What?!" Yan Fei looked for a moment, he couldn't figure out what this Feng Luofan wanted to do, could it be that this kid had a problem with his IQ?!

"Your guess is right today, this sword can be regarded as a magic sword, this is the Sword of Necromancy, one of the world's seven ancient divine weapons, and the Sword of Necromancy on the same level as the King's Crown, Elven Heart, Savage Totem, and Endless Bow!"

A light breeze blew, and the sails fluttered.

Sword Qi! Such a strong sword qi, Yan Fei felt a cold murderous aura enveloping all directions, as if the whole world was in this sword array.

Could it be that this kid deliberately concealed his strength, and he could have such an extraordinary sword, no matter how weak this person was, he wouldn't be so weak, did I think wrong!

"Draw your sword!" The sound of the wind falling sail was extremely calm, which made Yan Feixun break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little difficult to ride a tiger.

The two groups looked at each other for a long time.

Feng Luofan sighed, lowered his hand from the hilt of his sword, and the scenery around him returned. Yan Feixun and his party seemed to have the feeling of being teleported back from another time and space.

"Since you are not ready to die, then, next time!" Feng Luofan slowly continued to walk forward, passing by Yan Feixun, and walked straight towards the Bitter Lilac Magic School.

"Young master, that's it, let him go?!"

"Don't you feel it? That sword aura! That kind of oppressive realm, I'm afraid that I have already broken through the third realm of the sword path!" Yan Feixun gasped and muttered, "This must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

"Young master, let's catch up and kill him?!"

"No, let's not mess with him for the time being, let's not go head-to-head with this person!" Yan Feixun regained his original expression and sneered, "Sometimes you don't necessarily need to kill a person yourself. ”

Practicing martial arts, it is not only the strength that is strong, but also the strength of the soul is especially important, and only when there is no fear in the heart can you become a god-like existence.

The strongest realm of the Great Tranquility Realm is to make everything in the world calm and calm.

Is this the sword qi, Feng Luofan smiled, this is more powerful than the sword qi. It's really an ordinary man, a mortal with the naked eye!

Such an ancient and obscure lengthy magic as the Tranquility Realm, Wind Falling Sail can now be easily cast without chanting, and it seems that the cultivation during this period of time has made great progress.

The Bitter Lilac Magic School is not good at simple magic, even if it is a well-informed swordsman family like Yan Jianmen, its children also advocate martial arts and despise magic, so it is naturally impossible to see this magic power from ancient times, even if it is in the Mangrove Magic School, which is mainly magical, no one may be able to recognize it.

In the impression of Wind Falling Sail, Ziling should also be this kind of person, and he doesn't like pure magic.

In the middle of the night, walking like this without hiding in Bitter Lilac City should not be appropriate, not to mention that there is an angry Yan Feixun behind him. But the city of bitter lilacs at night is so tranquil and beautiful.

Passing through the middle of the city, there are scattered shops and hurried pedestrians at night. In the dim streets, there are daily garbage and rotting leftovers discarded on both sides of the road, and a few wild cats and wild dogs that come to patronize the garbage.

Wind Falling Sail deliberately slowed down, and not long ago, he noticed that someone seemed to be watching him in the dark, but he couldn't see the other person.

That person is definitely not Yan Feixun, Yan Feixun has already missed the opportunity to start, with his character, he will not follow so secretly, and he dare not start.

Falling Sail couldn't clearly tell who that person was, could it be the new killer? Could it be that you are sensitive?!

Anyway, tomorrow after waking up will be a different morning than before.

Lying on the bed in the dormitory, Feng Luofan only felt a feeling of drowsiness coming, and when he wanted to resist this feeling, his consciousness was only a lingering, and he had lost consciousness......

What kind of place is this? Wind and Sail want to think, but thinking has become overwhelming, as if he is a bystander to the world.

Darkness and flickering light faintly showed the gray sky, and the occasional lightning made the sky and earth full of roaring sounds, and then, you could see large snowflakes floating in the sky, and on the ground, the snow had condensed into ice.

A burly warrior walked slowly along the frozen trail around the mountain.

Colorful falling snow fell silently across the land, on his cold body.

The tattered battle suit on his body glowed coldly in the faint snow light, as if his body was colder than the cold snow that had been incessant for thousands of years.

He walked slowly like this, and there was only such a cold creature moving in the vast world.

The world is sleeping quietly. Perhaps, the earth is dead.

There was tiredness in his deep gaze, but there was firmness in it. Because he knew that at the end of this road, there was something, or someone, waiting for him. Even though he could no longer persist in reaching his destination, his faith still drove him to go on.

Where he walked, the crystal ice took on a hint of bright red, and before it could spread, it was covered in snow and frozen.

This is the land of the unmelted, this is the land of eternal frozen.

Under the ice and snow, there are budding flowers, birds that have just woken up from the morning light, green trees, and insects chirping. In the ice of a moment, all the pain was forgotten. In other words, this unmelted place has stopped in time, waiting for the day when it can be thawed.

The trail around the mountains, on the sword peak of the permafrost. Sword Peak is the only mountain in the Land of Permafrost, and the only mountain without any frozen flowers and birds, and the peak reaches into the sky. This mountain is incompatible with the surrounding land, and yet, it existed tens of thousands of years ago.

I don't know how much snow has been falling for tens of thousands of years.

Jianfeng exists here alone, and the only thing that accompanies it here is this white snowflake. The swarthy black sword peaks and the white snowflakes are the eternal mark of this permafrost land.

The vastness of the Permafrost Land is not much smaller than that of the Elven Land, and the vast forests under the ice field are more ancient and lush than the jungles on the Elven Land, and it seems that this is an independent world.

The warrior walked slowly on the sword peak of this permafrost land, walking this path that seemed to never end, and this road seemed to lead to the other end of this world, and the other end was at the very top of this sword peak.

That warrior has become an eternal part of this place, his expression, his suit, his steps.

At the top of the Sword Peak, there is a magnificent temple.

Outside the temple is a statue as white as snow, standing in the wind and snow, as permanent as this temple.

Inside the temple is a huge magical enchantment. The throbbing magic of the enchantment kept the wind and snow out of the temple.

The magical barrier was sealed with a man dressed in silver as white as the statue outside the temple, with a sad look in his eyes. A man who looks like a human but is not a human, who looks like an undead but is not an undead, who looks like an elf but is not an elf.

The world outside the magic barrier is cold, but there is no cold feeling inside.

......

Waking up in the midst of this oppressive feeling feels like there's someone in your chest pressing down on you. Fengluo touched his forehead, it was so cold in the dream, he still sweated a lot in the real world, and his clothes were soaked.

Is it just a dream, but is it so? Is the fearless mind incapable of controlling it in a dream?

Oh, it's morning, it's already dawn. Listen carefully, there are already people on campus who have risen up to cultivate.

There is no shortage of hard-working people on campus, and the campus is full of energy from the morning.

After washing, Feng Luofan walked to the school cafeteria.

On the road, I always see students who are working hard to cultivate, and they are full of vitality. Maybe the Bitter Lilac School of Magic is usually like this, but this still makes Feng Luofan feel a serious sense of disobedience.

There aren't many people eating breakfast in the nearest canteen of the Wafeng Luofan dormitory. Wind Falling Sail was eating the same breakfast as yesterday.

The food here is more exquisite than the food at the Mangrove Magic School, probably because of the low number of people and high consumption, and the Bitter Lilac Magic School can be regarded as an aristocratic school. Although it is expensive, it is still very enjoyable. It seems that I have to find a way to make some money, otherwise I will sit on the mountain and eat nothing!

"Hey, isn't this Classmate Feng, is it also so late to eat breakfast?" A girl came in front of her, holding a dinner plate, and sat in front of Feng Luofan, "Did you just come here after cultivating?"

"Haha, me, just got up. Feng Luofan said embarrassedly, "Good morning, Xiao Xuemei." ”

"In my eyes, classmate Feng is a very calm classmate, he seems to be unhurried in doing anything, don't you want to be an exchange student?"

"Exchange students? I haven't thought about it yet. "Why are you so unmotivated, I have never thought about this problem, Feng Luofan smiled bitterly.

"There are no classes today, it's free study time, why do you plan to go?"

"Oh, yes, wow, I almost forgot that today is free practice time, I thought I had to go to class, otherwise I would ......" Feng Luofan just wanted to say, otherwise he would have slept lazy, but he still didn't say it, "What about Xiao, what is the program, can you take me?" Of course, if you go on a date, you don't need to take me. ”