Six acts.

Gusts of wind and patches of powder snow sent the cold of the world to every corner of Bazhou City extremely ruthlessly.

Under the cover of snow, the whole town is empty, and it is no longer prosperous, and there is a strange and strange atmosphere.

Suddenly, a pretty white shadow pierced the dullness of the dead silence, and the flying white clothes dissolved into the vast snowdrops. I saw that its body shape was graceful and graceful, and every posture of the leaping and moving was simply flawless, which was breathtaking, and only the fairy who had experienced the red dust from the sky could be compared.

After a few breaths, the white shadow had passed through Lion Street, Dongcheng Street, and Xiaodong Street in an instant, and finally quietly fell into Xiaojia Lane.

Xiaojia Lane is as wide as one zhang, paved with bluestone slabs, deep and narrow, extremely quiet and closed. Due to the different layouts of the houses in the alley, the winding alleys have unique holes, showing various changes such as turning, closing, guiding, and excessive.

The walls of the houses on both sides are arranged and extended rhythmically with undulations, naturally forming a narrow line in the sky.

Snowflakes fell slowly and sparsely from the sky, occasionally stopping in the cracks of the stone slabs, but when they landed on the white brocade robe, they immediately turned into water stains, and disappeared again in an instant.

I don't know whose courtyard the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the cold wind, which was refreshing. However, the white shadow did not have any nostalgia, and still surged forward like an arrow.

Heavy snow destroys the city, the national disaster is coming, how can there be the leisure of appreciating the snow and looking for plums?

Thirty zhang into the alley, Bai Ying suddenly stopped in front of the ordinary mansion in the left wing.

I saw that the old vermilion gate was hidden, and there were three cypress branches inserted in the knocker of the bat head in the right hand - this was the secret contact point for Fu Xi to come to the joint this time.

Fu Xi gently pushed the door in, a cold air blew in his face, and the frost and snow air was still filled with wisps of blood, and a panic and uneasiness arose in his heart.

When his eyes turned in anticipation, Fu Xi had raised the sharpness of his senses to the peak.

Under the scanning of the divine sense, it automatically shielded the interference of the cold wind, not only could you feel every snowflake falling on your body, but you could even hear the touch between each snowflake and other snowflakes within a radius of a few zhang, and the whole world was already in the grasp of Fu Xi's divine sense.

There is still a fan cage enchantment formed by the "Bat Wing Smoke Barrier" formation in the sky above the courtyard, which no longer has any lethality and defensive power, and the scattered black mist fragments are gradually disappearing with the snowflakes.

The ground is a mess, although there is a lot of new snow, but still can not cover up the dilapidated scars after the tragic fierce battle, there are still many places of blood infected with the new and old pure snow, pieces of blood red like clear water splashing ink, people are shocked. The two "vampire bat demons" with black giant wings have been cut and split by people with sword qi, and their heads are scattered in different places, looking hideous and terrifying.

The sight in front of him shows that the fight has not been over for too long, and the murderer must not have gone far.

Fu Xi frowned lightly, didn't think too much, and continued to move forward without stopping, entering the dark hall. Under the high-speed operation of the true qi in the body, the eyesight suddenly increased exponentially.

Under the glance, I saw the corpse of a man in his forties lying on the ground, his clothes were torn, several sword wounds were clearly visible, his eyes were wide, and his eyes were full of horror and unwillingness. His hands were tightly protected around his neck, and the spilled blood had already coagulated, and it seemed that he had finally been blocked by a sword, and he had been dead for a moment.

A mat scimitar was left next to the corpse, and it had long since lost its former luster.

Seeing his tragic appearance, Fu Xi gasped, knowing that this person was the last secret agent arranged by King Wu Chenghei of Wei in the Fire Wheel Sect - dog bat.

Before leaving for this mission, I learned that twenty years ago, when the empress secretly sent Wei Wang Wu Chengsi to fund the Jade Monk Fa Ming of the White Horse Temple to create the "Fire Wheel Sect", he successively assigned four confidants who were all cultivators of the cave secluded realm to enter the church, nominally to assist in the construction of Protestantism, to strengthen the prestige of Buddhism to fight against the Taoist forces representing Li Tang, but in fact to supervise Fa Ming.

The Fire Wheel Sect was born out of Buddhism, worshipping the holy fire and preaching light, which was used by the empress to secretly monitor and balance the social forces of the Taoist Supreme Shushan Xuanyuan, so as to achieve the political goal of "opening the revolutionary stage of Buddhism and rising above Taoism".

The Empress appointed Fa Ming as the first leader of the Fire Wheel Sect and allowed him to restore his common name, Qiu Yuntian.

In less than two years, under the painstaking management of Qiu Yuntian, the Fire Wheel Sect has developed and grown like the sky, the tide is rising, and 100,000 sectarians are all over the world.

However, the fate of the elusive Fire Wheel Cult took a drastic turn a year later.

The Fire Wheel Sect suddenly announced to the outside world that the sect leader Qiu Yuntian was in retreat and cultivation due to injury, and handed over all the affairs of the sect to the Holy Maiden Qiu Hongying. Then, Qiu Hongying unexpectedly first cleaned all the inner cores, and then led tens of thousands of disciples to move to the main altar, and since then has quietly disappeared.

During this period, Wu Chengsi tried to contact the four secret agents, but except for one of the surviving dog bats, the other three secret agents were all killed one by one because their identities were exposed in this purge. In order to keep this only source of information, Wu Chengji secretly ordered him to protect himself and integrate into Protestantism, and he must not act rashly except for a major summons.

Sixteen years of secrecy lurked in secret, nothing happened, and no information was exchanged. Until half a month ago, the Fire Wheel Sect, which had faded out of the world for many years, suddenly did a big thing that shocked the government and the opposition:

The first prince Li Xian, who had been dead for 16 years, came back to life after swallowing the "Sutuodan" refined by the Fire Wheel Sect, and was named the Fire Divine Monarch, and led the people to occupy Bazhou City without blood.

As soon as the news spread, it immediately caused an uproar between the government and the opposition.

Wu Cao was furious about this, and first sent Qiu Shenji, the general who monitored Li Xian's suicide in the past, to prison, and then scolded Wu Chenghei, the king of Wei, for his incompetence in the court, and changed to Li Lingyue, the Taiping princess in charge of "Fengming Zhai", to thoroughly investigate the truth behind it.

After Li Lingyue was ordered, she secretly assigned her number one general, Fu Xi, to Bashu.

Wen has Shangguan, and Wu has Fu Xi.

These two people are the most proud right-hand men personally cultivated by the empress for several years, and they are also the pillars of the court who do not let women have eyebrows.

When Fu Xi was five years old, he practiced in the world's only women's college "Fengming Zhai", among the many sisters, whether it is intelligence and appearance, or martial arts cultivation, they are the most outstanding leaders, ranking first in the "Red Mansion", and is the most promising young strong man in the god capital today, the successor of the next generation of Fengming Zhai Zhai, and also one of Wu Cao's favorite juniors, was named "Imperial Walking".

Fu Xi is like the sword above the empress's royal use, walking in the world, supporting justice, managing the misdeeds of hundreds of officials in the court, and managing the injustices of the people, with the supreme privilege and supreme glory of cutting first and then playing.

At this time, Fu Xi saw that the only dog bat who knew many secrets such as the purge of the old and new forces of the Fire Wheel Sect and the relocation of the main altar died, and the efforts of lurking for eighteen years were reported to Fu Shuiliu, his expression couldn't help but become solemn, and he sighed in his heart, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Fu Xi will complete the unfinished mission for you!"

Approaching the front, just as he was about to carefully examine whether there were any missing clues, his consciousness suddenly issued the most severe warning, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

In an instant, a ghostly ghostly black shadow, a huge and incomparable sword aura, struck from the front yard behind him like a wind and snow, and it was so fast that it was difficult to think about it.

Fuxi Lingtai was wide and clear, and for the first time since entering the WTO, he felt the breath of death, and suddenly felt that his mind was locked by the other party's fierce snowflake sword, and his whole body was also covered by the sword intent like proud snow and cold air, making it difficult for people to have the ability to control independently.

On the ground, the white hairband on his head had been invaded by this powerful and sharp sword intent, and it was silently broken off and fell on his shoulder.

If she was struck by this thunderbolt of the sword, she would surely die, so how could she take this terrible and rare sword?

At this moment when life and death were hanging in the balance, Fu Xi did not show the slightest surprise, and without thinking about it, he immediately made a decision, and raised his spirit and spirit up at the high speed of lightning and fire, and turned around in an instant like a whirlwind, and the sword and sheath had already been separated.

There was a strange faint blue halo in her eyes, full of murderous power, she had gathered all her body strength to the long sword in her hand, at first glance, the blue mang was rising, the sword was roaring, containing the sword qi of countless monstrous waves, and the snowflake sword that stabbed upwards like an arrow, following a line angle that is deeply in line with the truth of heaven and earth, with irresistible momentum, speed and strength, directly facing the past.

The moving body is as light as snowflakes, and its movements are like flames, and it is extremely graceful.

It is worthy of being the chief kendo powerhouse of Feng Ming Zhai, not only has unimaginable strength, but also has unattainable speed, this sword does not have an ethereal sense of separation from the earth, nor does it have an ethereal sense of mystery, but this sword is extremely simple!

Because it's so simple, it's sharp!

The name "Ben Li", the waves of the unified river are surging!

Suddenly faced with such a terrifying sword momentum that shocked the earth and wept ghosts and gods, ordinary people would generally do everything possible to avoid its sharpness first, and then try to regroup their positions and try to redress the bad situation. But Fu Xi knew very clearly that there was only one way to die, because the other party's sword had already shown the power of the upper realm of the empty valley and seized the opportunity.

Only a simple sword fight can immediately reverse the passive situation.

The assassin saw that Fu Xi's response was as fast as nature, and the momentum of the sword was like a raging wind and waves, and at the same time, he saw that the sword in his hand was as thin as silk, as soft and dexterous as a feather, not only oozing the waves of blue crystal, but also accompanied by the sound of the sea, if he hadn't witnessed it, he couldn't believe that there was such a divine weapon in the world, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

In a flash of thought, the long sword in the assassin's hand immediately turned into a clumsy one, although the momentum of the sword remained unchanged, following a mysterious curve in the air, but the snowflake sword that spat out from the blade suddenly became more turbulent and powerful, and it also carried a huge and incomparable absorbing force.

The heavens and the earth suddenly cooled down, freezing to the extreme.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang within the snap of his fingers, and two swords met at the door of the hall two feet away.

The two heavy solid wood doors were immediately shattered by the sword qi of the cracked shore waves, and the snowflakes in the front yard also seemed to be swept up by the turbulence of the air and flew away.

The two of them snorted at the same time.

The assassin took three steps back to stand firm, and suddenly felt that his internal organs were injured, and his qi and blood were churning, and he strongly suppressed it and did not vomit blood, and then looked at each other with his horizontal swords, and surprisingly stopped making a move.

The sword that he stabbed just now, he almost did his best, and the sword of the Fu Xi game had suppressed his subsequent changes, making the trick old and unsustainable.

Fu Xi was also shocked by the strength of the qi and took two steps back, and when he stood up for his delicate body, his jade face gradually turned pale, and he quickly took a deep breath. The surrounding wind and snow vitality is immediately perceived, and then through the breath to gather qi, through the secluded qi, through the meridians of the whole body, and finally converge in the sea of dantian qi.

After a while, Fu Xi's face returned to its original state and was full of energy.

The snowflakes gradually stopped.

The wind is rising, and it is rampant.

The two were separated by three feet and faced each other silently.

The Assassin was a majestic figure, wrapped in black cloth and night clothes, and although he did not show his true complexion, his eyes were burning brightly, and after a little breathing, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The fairy's 'Trick of Leaving the Water' is indeed good. Yijian Mei Sansheng is fortunate to have learned it!"

Although the other party is a fairy beauty, her cultivation strength should not be underestimated. Although he won the sneak attack this time, took advantage of the momentum, and gained the first opportunity, the result was half a loss.

Although Fu Xi narrowly won the victory, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but was pretentious, calm, and stared at the black-clothed assassin for a moment. When she looked intently at the somewhat strange jet-black sword in the other person's hand, her eyelashes blinked slightly, and her face changed slightly.

The sword was four feet two inches long, and its whole body was jet black, without the slightest light.

The sword is two fingers wide, and there is a layer of mysterious runes on the sword body, which is full of a mysterious and simple temperament.

"Aoxue Han Sword!?"

Fu Xi has been cultivating for many years, not only well-read, but also rich in experience, and immediately recognized the origin of this sword.

The Aoxue Han Sword comes from the Tang Gate of the Xiajiang River, and is called the "Wind and Thunder Crazy Knife" and the Tang Gate Weapon. Sixteen years ago, it is said that a hacker wrapped in black cloth sneaked into Tangjiabao like a ghost, not only secretly attacked the owner Tang He, but also snatched the "Aoxue Han Sword", and also took away his young son Tang Qianyin.

This incident was once cited as a shame for the Tang Sect, and it was rarely rumored to be outside. Fu Xi has a lot of dealings with Tang Qianxi, the eldest and youngest of the Tang family, so he knows a little bit about it.

What I never expected was that when this sword reappeared in the world, it had actually fallen into the hands of the Fire Wheel Cult, which caused a shocking wave in Fu Xi's heart.

"Good eyesight!"

Yijian Mei's eyes flashed with surprise, and she nodded and said: "The 'Flowing Shadow' in the hands of the fairy and the 'Seven Stars' of Shushan are combined into a male and female double sword, known as the unparalleled divine soldier in the world. ”

Fu Xi's expression was awe-inspiring and proud, his eyes were focused and serious, and he said slowly: "Your sect is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Your Excellency previously broke the three major cultivation skills of the canine and bat secret agent, the bat wing smoke barrier, the vampire bat demon and the swallow bat scimitar, and now you can still maintain eighty percent of the strength of the empty valley realm to sneak attack me, such courage, such cultivation, let Fu Xi admire. Your Excellency is known as a sword plum, not only holding the Aoxue Han Sword stolen by the Tang Sect more than ten years ago, but also being able to perform the stunt 'Snow Mark Sword Technique' that the Tang Sect has never passed on to the outside world, which is really amazing, I don't know if you can tell me frankly, who are you?"

Yi Jianmei's eyes lit up inexplicably when she heard the words "Tang Qianyin", but she was fleeting, and said indifferently: "The fairy is so naïve! You'd better not ask, and Yi Jianmei is not used to answering questions." What's more, it doesn't matter who you are, it's the fairy you who matters...... It's late!"

Fu Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, his beautiful eyes flickered, his jade face turned cold, and he sneered: "Your Sect spreads fire and spreads light, with great momentum and prestige, but Your Excellency still secretly assassinates and masked guests, and this kind of behavior will inevitably have the reputation of the Divine Sect." ”

Yi Jianmei was obviously not good at words, so she was silent for a moment and said, "Don't expect to get any news from me, Yi Jianmei is just a swordsman...... Hehe, if you can catch up with me, it will be as you wish. ”

After saying a "whoosh", the body shot upwards like a stone bullet, over the roof, the figure kept shrinking, and finally threw itself into the dark night.

Fu Xi did not show weakness, and jumped up without a moment's desire, and chased away like an arrow.