Chapter 58, a story of wind and snow

The neat and orderly camp tents are endless, and the sound of heavy and uniform footsteps can be heard everywhere, and the entire Mongolian military camp exudes a strong sense of slaughter.

"Bang!"

The commander of the Mongolian Southern Expedition, "Kublai Khan", shot the case, and his face was gloomy.

"Haven't you found any trace of that person?"

A deep voice sounded, and all the generals were silent.

After a while, a general walked out and arched his hand: "Lord Wang, the cultivation of the Central Plains martial artist is unfathomable, and his body is extremely fast, and our soldiers have encountered him several times, but they always let him escape. ”

"Can he still run on four legs?"

"I'm afraid it is...... Yes! ”

"Bastard!" Kublai Khan angrily reprimanded, and the military general suddenly didn't dare to say anything more, and there was a price to pay for laughing with the prince.

"This king thought about it for a few days and didn't understand, how the three thousand iron horsemen were wiped out by one person, I wonder if the two "national teachers" can solve my puzzles? After Kublai Khan finished venting, he turned his head to look at the two figures who had been silent in the corner of the tent.

When he saw Yin Zhiping, who was dressed in red, with a white face and no blood, and a strange breath all over his body, he couldn't help but be shocked because of his experience in fighting on the battlefield for many years, and he seemed to see endless blood from this person......

Yin Zhiping happened to raise his head and met Kublai Khan's eyes.

The latter suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and looked away with an unnatural expression.

"I can't fight the army of three thousand head-on with the strength of one person, I can't do it, and he will definitely not be able to do it." Yin Zhiping opened his mouth, and his voice unconsciously became hoarse, breathtaking, like a sharp blade.

"Your Excellency says "positive", if it is not a frontal conflict......"

Another voice sounded, and it was the Golden Wheel King who had had a conflict with Xiao Jian's master and apprentice.

Since he was toyed with by Huang Yaoshi and almost lost his life, the great monk turned his grief and anger into motivation, and finally broke through the tenth layer of [Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong] not long ago, reaching an unprecedented realm.

As soon as he got out of the customs, he heard the news that the two disciples had gone south and did not return, and the great monk was furious, and under the new hatred and old hatred, he resolutely went south with the army, wanting to take revenge and revenge.

thought that this trip to the south should be invincible and unstoppable, but reality slapped him mercilessly.

Whether it was the red-clothed young man with a strange aura in front of him, or the blood-stained battlefield, the mysterious swordsman who slaughtered the entire Mongolian vanguard army with the power of one person made him jealous.

The King of the Golden Wheel couldn't help but sigh again, how many masters are there in the Central Plains?

Don't be careless!

"You can't do a head-on confrontation, but if you take advantage of the situation, there is a lot to be done." Yin Zhiping spoke again, his tone still hoarse.

"The night is the best cover, that canyon is complex in form, and the army can't be deployed, so I can do the same!"

The last sentence is the point, he will never allow himself to lose to Xiao Jian.

"Is the national teacher exaggerating?"

"In my opinion, the vanguard of our army was by no means slaughtered by one person, but was just ambushed by mistake, and the southerners took the opportunity to make a big fuss and boast about themselves."

"Yes, I think so too."

……

The Mongolian generals refuted one after another, and the overall meaning was one, don't believe it!

Kublai Khan and King Jinlun looked at Yin Zhiping to see how he could unravel the situation.

Yin Zhiping said lightly: "I have the best way to prove it, do you want to try it?" ”

"How?" Kublai Khan immediately asked.

"In the same place, with your three thousand iron horsemen against me, and...... I don't need to shoot at night! ”

Because I myself represent darkness......

The tone is full of confidence and presumptuousness!

The generals were instantly enraged.

"Arrogance!"

"You want to die?"

……

"Enough!"

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and the two sides were almost about to fight, Kublai Khan shouted in a deep voice.

Although he was not sure of Yin Zhiping's words, one thing was certain, this person's strength was very strong, and there was no need to risk his own life to do a meaningless experiment.

"National teacher, why didn't you see your beloved disciple today?" Kublai Khan turned his head to look at the king, which was intended to change the subject, but also out of inner doubt.

Although that young man is not as powerful and domineering as the King of the Golden Wheel, nor as unpredictable as Yin Zhiping, it is difficult to ignore.

He's smart, and he's so well hidden, no one knows how strong his abilities are!

It is precisely because it is hidden too deep that it is subordinated to the two great masters.

Hearing Kublai Khan's words, even Yin Zhiping became interested, that young man is indeed not to be underestimated, even he can't see through it!

The King of the Golden Wheel was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Lord Qiqi, the apprentice has not returned for three days, and the old man does not know where he has gone. His expression was a little unnatural, since the big apprentice strayed into the forbidden land back then, his whole person seemed to have undergone indescribable changes, and even he couldn't say it clearly.

"That's it, the disciples have always been smart, and they should be fine."

"Pass on the king's order, and the whole army will march to Xiangyang!"

——

"You set the fire?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I want to see the strongest edge of the Killing Sword...... Where are your limits? ”

"You can't afford it!"

"Maybe."

Tonight the moonlight is dim, and the night is as quiet as ink.

Xiao Jian stood on the edge of the cliff in green clothes, and there was also a figure standing on the opposite cliff outside.

He was dressed in a black robe, and his whole body almost blended into the night, only the sound like an ancient well without waves kept ringing.

The two talked in the air, the atmosphere was a little weird, the invisible killing intent was silent, and a snowstorm suddenly came, covering the sky and the moon.

At this moment, Xiao Jian moved!

The sword in his hand came out of its sheath with lightning speed, and a bloody ray slashed through the air, and one person and one sword flew towards the opposite cliff.

His speed was faster than before, his body was fast, his sword was faster, and he was instantaneous, as if he had crossed the void.

But even at such a fast speed, he still pounced in the air, and the sword left a deep mark on the ground.

"Your sword is as cold as this snow."

The figure of the man in black appeared in Xiao Jian's original position, and there was a hint of banter in his tone, as if he was playing a game of cat and mouse.

"You're talking a bit too much nonsense."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jian went and returned, and the sword momentum became even more powerful. There was another mark on the ground, and he missed again,

After going back and forth like this a few times, Xiao Jian suddenly stopped attacking.

"This heavy snow is a great help for you, but it's not enough to kill me......," the man in black spoke again, his tone still calm and breezy.

"Black or white, who is better?"

"Instead, I'd like to see your [Blood Domain] more."

Xiao Jian sneered: "As you wish!" ”

He hated this person to the extreme, but he knew better that anger would only affect his moves, so he forcibly suppressed it and treated this unfathomable opponent with a normal heart.

He is even more terrifying than Yin Zhiping!