Only then did the person who came reveal his figure.

Tall, bearded, eyes focused, and shrewd.

This person is the famous Northwest Qi Cold Northwest Bai Wanjian!

"Senior Brother Bai!"

Geng Wanzhong clenched his fists and bowed: "Senior brother is ashamed that he failed to win the Xuantie Order!" ”

The horse with black and white swords is a rare and good horse, and it is unique to appear in pairs.

Therefore, the Snow Mountain Sect and his party had already discovered the traces of the black and white swords.

Considering their extraordinary strength, Bai Wanjian chose to hide in the back, raid at a critical moment, and win the Xuantie Order.

"Senior brother has done his best, there is no need to do this." Bai Wan Kendo.

"Senior Brother Bai."

Several other disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect also struggled to their feet and gathered together.

"Senior Brother Bai, you can't let go of those thieves today." Hua Wanzi held his broken arm and gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother will be in charge of you and others, and no one will be able to bully my Snow Mountain Sect disciple and retreat!"

Bai Wanjian strode towards the teahouse.

"I've seen Brother Bai Shi!"

On the second floor, Shi Qing clasped his fists and saluted.

"Hey, what a black and white sword!"

Bai Wanjian sneered.

Bai Axiu is his only daughter, she has been smart and lovely since she was a child, and she is deeply loved by everyone in the Snow Mountain Sect.

If it weren't for the good son taught by the black and white swords, their family would still be enjoying a peaceful family in the Snow Mountain Sect.

"I don't know where the foolish couple offended the world's brother? So that the world brother is so angry! Shi Qing asked puzzled. Since the Snow Mountain faction people met, they didn't have a good face for him and his wife. It is said that there is a friendship between the wind and fire gods and dragons, and it really shouldn't be like this.

He also heard his friend Feng Wanli say that this Bai Wanjian is humble and polite.

When I saw it today, how could it be like this?!

"The black and white double swords are famous all over the country, how dare Bai be angry! It's just that the people of my Snow Mountain Sect are not easy to bully, and your husband and wife are speaking at this time, do they want to defend the thief?! "Bai Wan Kendao.

"This ......"

Shi Qing looked back at the blue-clothed young man: "Little friend, Brother Bai Shi's martial arts are strong, his internal strength is exquisite, and he was the top class a few years ago. If the Xuantie Order is handed over, the foolish couple is willing to take a guarantee from it to eliminate the misunderstanding. ”

In his opinion, although Dongfang Yilian beheaded the three major masters of the Golden Sword Village, An Fengtian was seriously attacked by the loss of mental strength; As for the Qingxiu scholar Feng Zhenwu and the crazy sword Yuan Cheng Daoren, they are only second-rate peaks, and if they are proficient in formations, it is not difficult to kill them.

Therefore, Dongfang Yi's real combat power is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary first-class martial artist, and at most the sword speed is faster.

In addition, the words of the beautiful scholar Feng Zhenwu are also extremely reasonable.

The sword drawing style is powerful, and the consumption must be great.

At this moment, Dongfang Yi is decisive opponent of Bai Wanjian, and it is even difficult to get out.

"The virtuous couple is a good boy, but no one has ever hurt the boy brother and walked away."

Dongfang Yi did not deliberately cover it, and the voice naturally spread downstairs.

When Bai Wanjian heard this, he said angrily: "What an arrogant junior! I just don't know if your martial arts are as powerful as your mouth! ”

"Your Excellency will find out in a moment."

Shout!

The celadon tea cup swirled and fell.

Bai Wanjian pointed out, and the yin wind around him roared.

Through the bone yin finger, the strongest attack power martial arts in the Snow Mountain Sect.

The tea cup was pierced at once, and the tea in it instantly froze into an ice lump, and then it was shattered by the finger force, turning into a little ice chip and falling.

The remnants of the fingers shot like arrows to the second floor.

Dongfang Yi stabbed, the red sword came out of the sheath, and the finger power was cut out with incomparable precision.

Unexpectedly, the finger power was very strong, and the red sword was actually knocked back a foot.

The sword body also had an extra layer of cold ice, which quickly spread from the middle section to both sides, and after a while, the cold air at the hilt of the sword began to freeze.

Dongfang Yi urged the internal force, and it took two breaths before the hilt of the sword thawed.

"Little friend." Shi Qing wanted to persuade again.

Dongfang Yi had already jumped out and landed in the middle of the field, opposing Bai Wanjian.

"You junior has some guts!" Bai Wan Kendo.

I thought that that one blow through the bone yin finger would make Dongfang Yi understand the gap and obediently hand over the Xuantie Order.

"Needless to say!"

Dongfang Yi drew his sword and slashed obliquely, and the tip of the sword swallowed two feet of blood-colored sword.

"Look for death!"

Bai Wanjian slapped it out with one palm.

The move is simple, it is a horizontal push, but under the urging of the strong internal force, it directly crushes the sword.

Ding Ding Ding!

Dongfang Yi stabbed three swords in a row, and the sword stabbed the weak part of Leng Luo's palm.

Rumble!

The palm prints exploded, the endless blue internal force scattered, the street condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, making people shiver.

"The cold northwest really deserves its name. This kind of cold internal force, if I fight with it in the snowy mountains, even I will be invincible. Seeing this, Shi Qing thought to himself.

Battles between first-class warriors are largely influenced by the environment.

The cold internal force combined with the icy environment of the snow-capped mountains can definitely exert the power of 12 or even 13 percent. On the other hand, the internal strength of the hot sun has to be greatly discounted in the snow mountain, and it is good to have eight achievements left.

Dongfang Yiben took the palm power smoothly, but the street was icy and slippery, and the whole body slid backwards involuntarily.

Boom Boom!

Bai Wanjian had long been accustomed to this kind of slippery environment, and he didn't care about striding forward and clapping three times in a row.

Sunset and moon birth.

Under the cold moonlight, the faint blue mist was filled, and the entire Hou Jian Ji seemed to have entered winter in advance.

"That's not right!"

"This person's palm power seems to be more than cold, but ......"

Oriental eyes are as bright as electricity.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of sunlight and the drop in temperature, the palm power of this cold northwest has faintly increased by one point.

The master duel is only one millimeter away.

This point is enough to achieve an overwhelming advantage.

Brush!

When Dongfang Yi was beaten and slipped back again and again, Bai Wanjian suddenly retracted his palm and bent down, and swept with one leg.

This sweep is a bright hall!

Because the Great Snow Mountain is sealed by snow all the year round, the introductory kung fu of the disciples of the sect, splitting the palm and sweeping the legs, is all aimed at snow.

Snow plow legs, weird moves, pure and strong all the way!

Cold, hard, strong!

The three martial arts characteristics, with the blessing of strong internal force, are truly incomparable.

Thundered!

Dongfang Yi resisted with a horizontal sword, but was directly swept by the power of the blue leg like garbage, and his back slammed into the wall.

The blue mist drifted by, and the hard walls shattered like crisp ice.

"I'm going to lose." Shi Qingdao.

When a second-rate martial artist breaks through to the first-class, the internal force will be further condensed, and with the operation of six more Qi Sutras, the total amount of internal force will be greatly increased.

Although Dongfang Yi's internal strength is superb and can be called a leader in the second rate, it is still a grade worse than ordinary first-class martial artists.

Compared with Bai Wanjian, a top-notch first-class who dominates with internal strength, it is three grades worse.

The difference is too great.

Subtle moves and powerful bursts alone can't reverse the gap.

Bai Wanjian has rich combat experience, and he doesn't draw his sword at all and use his sword to argue about victory or defeat, but he goes straight and gives full play to the advantages of his strong internal force.

It's a mediocre style of play that makes it difficult to win quickly, but it's very safe.

It is most suitable for crushing those who are invincible in internal force.

Shi Qing empathized, and it was difficult to come up with a way to break the game.

In fact, it is not easy for Dongfang Yi to persist in fifteen moves and be undefeated.

Whoa!

The ruins and masonry flew upside down, and a blue shadow jumped high, tiptoe a little on the eaves, and quickly swept towards the outside of the town.