It was late at night, in the north, Moshan and a sea of clouds.

A red figure suddenly appeared on the city wall, but before he could stand firmly, a snow-colored long sword stabbed towards his shoulder, Xiao was startled, surprised that he didn't find anyone around him and quickly dodged away, his eyes looked in the direction where the long sword flew, and saw a young man in white standing in the small corner tower next to him.

The young man stood there, his dark phoenix eyes looked at the visitor, fourteen or fifteen years old, not very tall, tall and thin, wearing a red sleeved brocade robe, embroidered with dark dark stripes on the hem of the clothes, like a flower, black hair is not like an ordinary man's half of the bundle and half of it, but all tied up and tied into a high ponytail. The appearance is delicate and beautiful, with long eyebrows and sideburns, the dark peach blossom eyes are a little round, the eyes are calm and indifferent, the complexion is a little pale, the lips are pale pink, and there seems to be a shallow curvature, carrying two jars of light dust buds that are special products of the northern country in one hand, and a black bone fan is turning around between the white and slender fingers.

This person is very strange, obviously not laughing, but giving people the feeling that he is laughing, born with a smile. The most important thing is that in this world where the way of the sword is the avenue, the other party not only does not wear a sword, but also does not feel the fluctuation of spiritual power on the other party, and he can't even see the other party's cultivation, he doesn't think that the other party is an ordinary person without cultivation, otherwise how did he break through the barrier of Moshan and the sea of clouds and break in?

Xiao Duan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw through the other party's cultivation at a glance, he was comfortable in the human realm, Jiupin, there are very few people with such cultivation at this age, and he is really a young man.

The cultivation of this world is divided into twelve levels, which are divided into Qi training, foundation building, Jin Dan (Ning Dan), transcendence of the mortal realm, the realm of free people, the realm of leisure, the realm of immortals, the realm of immortals, and the realm of gods, and each level is divided into nine sub-levels, which are products, and gods are divided into pseudo-gods and true gods. Although it is so divided, but the immortals and gods are both legendary existences, and the people who have cultivated to the realm of freedom in the world today are those sect masters, which are coming to that point under the accumulation of countless heavenly treasures and cultivation resources, and after cultivating to Jindan, it becomes difficult to break through, and some people have stopped here all their lives and cannot take a step forward, so you can imagine how outstanding the peak of the human realm at the age of eighteen or nineteen is.

Looking at the appearance of the young man, his complexion is fair, extremely handsome and elegant, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are dark but also indifferent, his thin lips are lightly pursed, and there is frost and snow in his expression, which is almost stereotyped and solemn, indifferent and alienated.

The appearance of a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a long body and a jade body, his black hair raised slightly in the wind, holding a snow-white sword, a wide-sleeved white robe, wearing a forehead, the collar and forehead are embroidered with delicate silver cloud patterns, and the hem of the clothes is rusted with light-colored bamboo leaves, from head to toe, spotless, meticulous, and there is no trace of inappropriate indecency.

It is difficult to flatten the bone fan at the fingertips, and the cloud pattern is cirrished, and the Feng family is descendant...... Feng's forehead wipes are divided into grades, the outer disciples only wear light blue disciple clothes, the inner disciples wear no ornamental foreheads in addition to the light blue disciple clothes, and the descendants wear embroidered moire wipes, and the sect master's foreheads are also embroidered with moire patterns plus a piece of white jade.

Now there are only four descendants of the Feng family, the sect leader Feng Jingyu, the second master Feng Jingyou, and the two sons Feng Yu and Feng Chen. Counting up, Feng Yu should be forty-four out of twenty now, and he has a gentle temperament, is modest, and is a humble gentleman. is the second son of Feng who can be on the top, only eighteen-year-old Feng Ergongzi, known as the Jiaojiao Gentleman, Zeshi Mingzhu, and the elegant Feng Chen Feng Junmo.

The world has a high opinion of this second son of the Feng family, saying that he is brilliant, noble, bright, gentleman, Zeshi Mingzhu, and elegant and elegant, but those are not important, Xiao Duan licked the tip of his tongue lightly, he only saw this face, when it was straight and good-looking, how to describe it, this is the most comfortable and prosperous face that Xiao Duan has ever seen in his memory, clean, clear, elegant, like a fairy...... It's on his aesthetics.

"Who trespassed on the sea of clouds?" His voice was low and magnetic, but also cold and calm.

Xiao Duan looked at his serious appearance, suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, turned his hand and put the wine into the space ring at the same time, his toes touched the ground, and his hand was difficult to attack Feng Chen, the latter saw that Luo Yao's sword blocked, and instantly made a move, the two of them came back and forth, although they did not use killing moves, but the back and forth was also brilliant, but it didn't take long, Feng Chen was restrained, Xiao Duan stood behind him, one hand was difficult to reach his throat, and the hand holding his sword with one hand was pinned behind him, and he slightly nodded his toes behind his ear and said, "It's really young and promising." ”

The heat in his ears made Feng Chen's eyes tremble slightly, the cool and soft touch on his wrist was clearer, and the sweet fragrance and wine smell that seemed to be absent between his noses made his voice even colder, "Let go!" ”

Xiao Duan was not embarrassed for him, let go of his hand, Feng Chen hid the surprise in his eyes, he knew very well that this young man did not do his best, from his unhurried but always able to seal his moves, it can be seen that although neither of them used spiritual power, but this young man's kung fu is far above him, to say that he is young and promising, he has not gone through thirty moves in his hands, he thinks that he is far inferior to this young man. But he broke into the sea of clouds, but he didn't show any malice, "Who are you?" ”

Nanping played with his fingertips, Xiao Duan's tone was a little teasing, but his eyes were calm, his eyes fell on Feng Chen's face, such a fairy-like face, I don't know how big it is to laugh...... "If you laugh, I'll tell you, how?" ”

Feng Chen's eyes instantly cooled, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, as if he was about to make a move again, Xiao Duan hurriedly waved his hand, "Stop!" Don't fight. ”

Feng Chen stared at him and asked again, "Who are you?" Why trespass on the sea of clouds? ”

Xiao Duan stretched out his pale fingers and scratched his eyebrows, "I'm Xiao Duan, according to my seniority, you should call me Uncle Shi." ”

Feng Chen's eyes were cold, "Nonsense." ”

Uncle Shi? My father has been in retreat for eight years, and his age is very different from this person, and with this person's character, my uncle will not have a deep friendship with him, let alone hear the two mention this person.

"Nonsense?" Xiao Duan leaned on the fence of the corner tower and chuckled, "Why don't you ask in person?" ”

Feng Chen paused when he heard this, and then a light cyan figure attacked Xiao Duan, the long sword pointed directly at Xiao Duan's throat, the speed surprised Feng Chen, but when he saw Xiao Duan dodging slightly sideways, he reached out and pulled out Luo Yao in Feng Chen's hand to resist the long sword, and the two of them were back and forth, the tricks of the man in Tsing Yi were much more exquisite than Feng Chen's, and Xiao Duan's general moves were getting faster and faster, and Luo Yao's moves in his hand were tricky and ruthless, and the sword was on the sidelines, not according to common sense, so that Feng Chen's world opened a new door, it turned out that it could still be like this?