Clang!

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron resonated continuously, Qin Zheng's footsteps retreated one after another, and with each step he withdrew, Qin Zheng's feet left a deep mark on the snow, and at the same time, Qin Zheng had already noticed that the palm of his sword was filled with a little damp and hot feeling, and a drop of scarlet red was on the hilt of the sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Zheng raised his head and stared at Qin Tian, who couldn't get rid of like a ghost, and found the coldness that appeared in the latter's dark eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: "This guy wants to kill me." ”

At this moment, Qin Tianqi's feet slammed on, and his figure changed from the previous leisurely stroll, instantly becoming like an arrow off the string. As if the whimsical sword finger landed on Qin Zheng's right wrist, Qin Zheng only felt a sharp blade inserted into his hand bone, and the heart-rending feeling swept over, and the sword in his hand came out directly.

Looking at the somewhat panicked face that was close to this foot, a sneer broke out at the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, the five fingers of his left hand spread violently, instantly holding Qin Zheng's sword, his body turned around, and the sword in his hand suddenly rose with a low sword whistle, and the cold sword peak was reflected in Qin Zheng's eyes, slashing across his neck, and a touch of Yin Hong's blood rushed out.

Bang!

Qin Zheng's body flew out directly upside down in countless dull gazes as if it had been hit hard, and a series of blood beads fell in midair.

Poof!

Qin Zheng's corpse rolled on the snow several times, dragging a trail of blood until it reached An Yan's feet.

The snow is falling.

For a moment, looking at the scarlet blood stains on the ground, there was silence in the audience. One by one, his gaze fell on Qin Zheng's body with some difficulty. Everyone's eyes were a little messy, and the disciples of the Peerless Hall Sect from Western Qin had earthy faces.

The white clothes are fluttering.

Qin Tian looked down at the blood stained on his left hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of blood dripped down his fingertips. This blood has his own blood and Qin Zheng's blood. The extreme of the sword finger was exerted by him to the extreme, and his finger was like a sword, competing with Qin Zheng's sword. Although there was sword qi lingering and protecting his fingers, there were still several subtle blood marks spreading out from his fingertips.

Bang Bang!

Qin Tian let go of Qin Zheng's sword. Walking out of the sprinkling of snow, the white clothes like snow have not been stained with any blood, and walking forward with a sword, this subtle footstep is so piercing at this moment.

An Wei looked at the corpse close to this foot in amazement, and the bright brilliance in her beautiful eyes instantly dimmed. When you hear the whispering of footsteps. An Yu raised her head suddenly, and Qin Tian's white-clothed figure like snow shot backwards in the contact lenses, like a demon.

A wave of fear instantly filled An Yan's beautiful contacts, and even An Yan's delicate body shook slightly, her face was pale and bloodless, and she said in a panic to the inner disciples and elders who were watching from afar: "Disciple An Wei voluntarily gave up this sect examination. ”

Voluntarily give up the exam?

An Yan's voice broke the dead silence of the scene, and many elders took their eyes away from Qin Zheng's corpse before the peerless martial god. looked at Qin Tian and An Yu above. Among them, an elder frowned slightly and said: "The prince of Western Qin died like this, Elder Li should stop it, if the princess of the Tang Dynasty also died here." I'm afraid it's going to cause a lot of turmoil. ”

Li Muchen's figure was immovable, his gaze was always fixed on Qin Tian's figure, and when he heard this, there was no expression on his indifferent face: "Since the appearance of the Zongkao, there has never been a saying that he is willing to give up the Zongkao. What kind of turmoil can a prince of Western Qin and a princess of the Tang Dynasty set off when they die? Who can blame you?"

"Western Qin, Tang Dynasty. My Peerless Hall Sect wants him to change hands, it's just a matter of seconds. They have the courage to ask the Peerless Hall for an explanation. A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Muchen's mouth, and then his words turned around, and he said with some expectation: "The beautiful woman with a red face has been a hero's mound since ancient times, what will he do?" Hearing this, the elders who spoke out were also silent.

On the stone platform, the only hope left in An Wei's beautiful eyes was shattered, and the silence of the elder made her heart feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, but An Wei seemed to remember something, turned around suddenly, looked at the lazy figure standing in the clouds, and walked towards the first stone platform with lotus steps, obviously wanting to climb the first stone platform.

The scholar held the ancient scroll, sometimes looking down at the stone platform below, sometimes raising his head to look at the vast sky above, at this time he saw An Yu coming, and his expression was stunned. The latter's slender jade neck was slightly raised, the twin peaks stood upright and trembled slightly, his eyes were like water, Chu Chu stared at himself pitifully, and his charming face was a little hurried: "Senior brother, can you let senior sister take the stage?"

"No!" the scholar said without thinking.

At this moment, the scholar seemed to be a life-saving straw in An Wei's eyes, seeing the scholar's refusal, his face turned white again, but he remembered something, the slender willow waist was slightly twisted, the round plump buttocks and slender jade legs loomed under the long skirt, An Wei was charming and moving: "Senior brother, am I not beautiful?" If the senior brother takes action to protect the senior sister today, the junior sister can promise to accompany the senior brother in this life, and serve as a servant. ”

The princess of the Tang Dynasty is the maidservant, and with this charming and graceful figure, this is an irresistible temptation for many men. The scholar looked at An Yu up and down seriously, and said, "Beautiful, junior sister, beautiful enough to support the entire Qinglou." But although you are beautiful, junior sister, you don't think about it too beautiful. Besides, I already have seven cliffs, and I want you to do something. ”

Clang!

On the third stone platform, the sword in the hand of the young man in black fell to the ground, Mu Ya, your uncle, if you want to refuse this stupid woman, you can refuse, what do I do. And Lao Tzu is called the Seven Sins, what does I call me to have the Seven Cliffs, what do I want you to do? Why does this sentence sound so ambiguous, making people misunderstand that you and Lao Tzu have a habit of breaking sleeves.

Rejected by the scholar again, An Yan's eyes were already filled with mist, and she even cried out: "Senior brother!"

Shout!

In the wind and snow, Ruhong's long sword dragged the brilliant light, and there was no mud and water across the back of An Yan's neck, and in an instant, scarlet appeared. An Wei's head flew directly, and her charming and dignified jade face still glowed with a little poignancy that I saw pity, thrown into the wind and snow, and the blood of her delicate body spurted out like a pillar.

It turns out that even the blood of the beautiful woman is so scarlet.

An Yan, the beauty who haunted the dreams of countless young people in this outer gate died so lightly under Qin Tian's sword.

The outer door of the glamorous crown is charming and moving.

Qin Tian's sword will never be divided into men or women, only enemies and friends, and he will not be merciful to enemies at all. Lowering his eyes, Qin Tian looked at the delicate body lying in a pool of blood, and muttered, "I really hold a grudge." ”

Thou hast calculated against me, and I will repay thee with a sword, and thou hast not owed any other.

Stepping up, Qin Tian stepped on the delicate body that made countless young people excited, walked forward step by step, and stepped on the first stone platform.

This is the top of the Peerless Hall, the closest place to the starry sky.

As long as you stand here, you will be able to win the Peerless Palace.

Outside the tower, it was already snowy.

The pitch-black iron tower stands out in the ice and snow, and two figures stand in front of the tower.

"Is it really decided?" the old man closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear the cold wind, and curled up slightly.

"Hmm. As he said, the mindset of thoughtlessness and inaction is the saddest. Aomine raised his eyes to look at the long-lost sunshine, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had stood in the sunlight like he was now, and even the smell of the sun: "I have also picked up the things I gave up before, although some of them are worthless in your eyes. ”

A howling cold wind swept through the snow in front of the tower, and a little snow floc turned into a puddle of water in the sunlight.

"I have always believed that this world is a world full of sunshine, despite the betrayal and darkness, the killing and the bloodshed. Aomine saluted slightly and whispered, "Even so, I want to climb out of this darkness and walk back into the sun." ”

The words fell, and Aomine calmly walked forward and walked into the wind and snow.

"Do you think he will win the Peerless Palace?" the old man opened his eyes and watched Qingfeng's back as he faded away.

"Yes. Qing Feng raised his head and looked at the Sword Peak standing in the sky, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Although I have hit him many times during this time, I believe that he will win the Peerless Palace." He is not a bird, nor a bird, but the Kunpeng of the Northern Underworld, taking advantage of this wind and snow, he will shake the nine heavens. ”

In the cold wind, the old man's old body curled up even more.

It wasn't until after Qingfeng left that the old man muttered softly: "Xie Wufeng, who walks the world with a sword, is a sword warrior, and a chivalrous man is also affectionate." And amorous is often hurt ruthlessly many times, and once that Nizi did go a little too far. ”

The heavy iron door closed again, and the figure of the old man disappeared into the darkness of lifeless decay.

......

The sky was full of splashes of thin ice, and scarlet blood seeped into the snow. The snow melts.

Qin Tian stepped on thin ice with a sword and stepped on the first stone platform under the watchful eyes of everyone.

An Wei's corpse lay quietly in the wind and snow, and her charming face had lost its former luster.

The cold snow lowered the scroll, raised his head to look at Qin Tian, and said with a smile: "The world is full of glory, and old dreams linger." The cold snow is drifting, the vermilion is crying, and the beauty is passing away in the twilight. The snow is cold. The sword is also cold. ”

Qin Tian stood on the stone platform with the soles of his feet, raised his head, and his gaze just met the gaze of the scholar, this scholar who stood on the top of the Peerless Hall retired: the proud daughter read the full text. He is as weak as a scholar, perhaps he is a scholar. But it was this weak back that gave Qin Tian the most dangerous feeling. Until now, Qin Tian had never felt like this, and chuckled: "You forgot, the wind is also cold. ”

The scholar raised his hand to clamp the snow falling in front of him, and said, "I originally thought that you would stab her to death with one finger, but I didn't expect you to use your sword." Speaking of this, the scholar's eyes lowered slightly. Looking at the ancient sword in Qin Tian's hand, the sword body was in a bright position, and the hilt was a little unpretentious, this was a very ordinary sword.

"When I came up with a sword, it came out. Didn't think about it that much. Qin Tian smiled, the cold sword peak pointed obliquely at the ground, and the sharp sword spat out, breaking through the thin ice. Kick up ice chips.