The cold night is windy, and the snow is flying. In the forest of no return, fierce fighting sounds erupted.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng's short silver hair was stained with broken snow, he stood in front of a hill full of cracks, after a month of forbearance and cultivation, finally at this time, hatred burned in his heart like a volcanic eruption.

There are two kinds of martial arts that warriors adhere to, one is to kill to be above all living beings, and the other is to kill for freedom and protection. For the former, as long as it hinders its own purpose, there is nothing that no one cannot kill. Ye Qingcheng is the latter, what he abides by is that those who should not be killed cannot be killed, and those who should be killed must not stay.

"Boom !!!!"

On the ground, a terrifying explosion sounded, and the hill, which was dozens of feet high, shattered and exploded, turning into pieces of flying and splashing rubble.

Whoa!

As a result, what is shocking is that there are countless skeletons and skulls hidden inside the mountain, which are like scattered sand, and the bones roll in the snow, covering the surrounding area of more than ten zhang.

In the smoke and snow, a black figure stood faintly on top of a pile of human skulls. Yu Feng twisted his neck, snapped one of his twisted wrists back into the prototype, and stared at Ye Qingcheng coldly.

Except for the people closest to Ye Qingcheng, Yu Feng should be regarded as the enemy who knows him the most. He stared cautiously at Ye Qingcheng's silver-white hair, once again recalling the terrifying scene a year ago. At that time, he couldn't even resist a move in the palm of his crazy hand. Right now, when he saw the silver hair, he couldn't help but be a little jealous.

However, he could see from his eyes that this guy was Ye Qingcheng, not crazy.

"So to speak. Yu Feng said coldly: "You spent a month killing the madman?"

"Just like you, he deserves to die!" Ye Qingcheng said.

As soon as Ye Qingcheng's words fell, Yu Feng stretched out his palm suddenly. A blade covered with white scales flew out of the palm of his hand.

"Huh!" In the flash of lightning, Sen Bai's sword blade shot at Ye Qingcheng's face with the speed of thunder and lightning, and shot ferociously at his chest. He immediately took a half step back, and waved the simple Xuanxue Sword in his hand, which was covered with red pine needle patterns on the sword's body, and a cold light swept steeply, and the white-scaled blade that was about to fly flew away.

However, the sword blade that was blocked was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, leaving an arc in the air at great speed, and flew towards Ye Qingcheng again.

"Qiang !!" Another shadow of the Xuanxue sword swept by, and the white-scaled blade that flew back was knocked away in a scream. However, it only circled half a circle before flying back again.

Ye Qingcheng frowned, knowing that Yu Feng was testing his strength. Therefore, he held the sword behind his waist in one hand, bent down and stretched out his hand, put his palm on the ground, and shouted, "Thorn of earth!"

"Poof!!" a pillar of stone-ground earth suddenly protruded and appeared in front of him.

The white-scaled blade that flew for the third time immediately shot into the thick pillar of earth. Seeing this scene, Yu Feng smiled coldly, stretched out his palm to Ye Qingcheng, and shouted, "Ice and Snow Sword Shadow!"

"Boom, boom, ......"

Suddenly, in the white snow flying around Ye Qingcheng, there seemed to be hidden "poisonous bees". The shadow of a sword blade with a long handle and white scales, under the sound of Yu Feng, revealed a little bit of forest white coldness, and they appeared in all directions around Ye Qingcheng, shooting towards Ye Qingcheng, killing his idea of escaping.

This time, Ye Qingcheng did not use the power of the earth spirit, his power of the earth spirit was not strong, and he could not support the battle with the peak martial king at all. However, in the absence of thunder spirits and only the power of weak earth spirits, he still has the means of resisting spiritual arts, that is, the power of dragon blood!

Therefore, he stood up suddenly, stuck the Xuanxue Sword in front of him, put his hands on the hilt of the sword, and shouted: "Barrier!"

A awe-inspiring silver glow swept steeply through his star-like eyes, and at the same time, an invisible force instantly formed around his body in a rotating manner. The moment the dragon power that surpassed the human exploded, the surrounding snow was suddenly rolled up, forming a sharp ball of snow.

Resisted by the barrier snowball full of fierce dragon power, those white-scaled sword shadows that flew one after another, after impacting, instantly shattered into pieces of white shards the size of fingernails, and were bounced off into chaos and flew out.

After a while, the dragon power barrier disappeared faintly, and the fine snowflakes fell silently, and a circle of round snow marks appeared around Ye Qingcheng.

"It turns out that this powerful force is your capital. Yu Feng smiled disdainfully. The strength is stronger, the speed is also faster, and the power of the martial arts used has naturally increased significantly. However, at present, Ye Qingcheng's dragon soul deterrent power is not very effective against human beings, and there is no thunder spirit around, the only lethality that Ye Qingcheng poses to him is his move Qianhua Palm, in his opinion, as long as he can ensure that he is not hit by Qianhua Palm, Ye Qingcheng will not be able to hurt him. Therefore, he walked towards Ye Qingcheng and sneered: "Although your strength has improved greatly compared to a year ago, you are still so naïve!"

"You'd better not think like that. As he spoke, Ye Qingcheng pulled up the Xuanxue Sword suddenly, then let go of the hilt, and the humble Xuanxue Sword spun around in the air and was grabbed by his left hand. Immediately afterwards, he stepped out of his feet, bent his knees slightly, held the sword in his backhand, and solemnly swung the sword in front of him to slash half a circle, and shouted in a deep voice: "Falling leaves, shadow slash!"

This sword was the first sword of the Ye Clan's thirteen swords, and under the guidance of the Gu Mu Clan, Ye Qingcheng perfectly unleashed its mystery and the power of the Xuan Blood Sword!

I saw that the wide Xuanxue Sword slashed half a circle in the air, and a transparent wind mark immediately appeared in the snow. Staring at the transparent, sweeping sword marks, a scene of illusion suddenly appeared in Yu Feng's eyes. It was as if he was in a patch of autumn trees and ancient trees, and pieces of fallen leaves were flying in the ground. It wasn't until a phantom of yellow leaves fell in front of his eyes that he woke up suddenly.

Under the overlook of "!!", in the snow-white forest flying in the dark night, a transparent sword shadow like a giant waning moon suddenly swept by, and it flew fiercely and slashed over, instantly slashing and breaking the ancient trees within a hundred zhang in front of it.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" With that, one ancient tree after another fell, and an open space appeared in the forest.

The power of this sword far exceeded Yu Feng's expectations, he was suspended three feet high on the ground, and a horizontal sword mark appeared on his chest, there was no blood, but wisps of black smoke flew out.

"Shadow Sword Technique?" Yu Feng didn't expect that he would be the first to be injured in such a battle with a big difference in strength? A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said quietly: "I have accompanied you through sword moves!"

As he spoke, a ghost sword full of white scales condensed in front of him, similar in appearance to the Extreme Emperor Sword, but not the Extreme Emperor Sword itself, the Extreme Emperor Sword had become his backbone. He gripped the hilt of his sword, and the figure vanished instantly.

Ye Qingcheng held the Xuanxue Sword in his hand, trying his best to sense the breath of Yu Feng. His earth spirit is very weak, far from being comparable to the spiritual power that Yu Feng possesses, and his sensing ability is also limited because of this, but he has an advantage when fighting the Melting Demon, and that is the Left Scale Vine. At present, the left scale vine is a young vine, and it can't restrain Yu Feng, but it is extremely sensitive to yin spirit sensing.

The moment the wind disappeared, a terrifying black shadow suddenly appeared in the wind and snow behind Ye Qingcheng. However, instead of turning his face, he spun to the left and slashed down with his sword.