Chapter 62: Dugu Piao's Sword

Thousands of new ascendants, including the Ushers, were all killed, including the Angels of Heaven.

When Fengyun Wuji learned this from Xiao Fei's mouth, the anger in his heart, which had been half-extinguished, rose again. Where is heaven? No one knows, and neither does Fengyun Wuji. Although the anger in his heart is beyond measure, Fengyun Wuji still retains his senses, and the angels who shot in heaven are only two-winged fighting angels with the highest rank, and the higher-level angels have not come forward at all. How strong the strength of the angels is, and how strong the strength of the high-level angels, Fengyun Wuji knows nothing, and the only news that can be obtained is that the angels of heaven, the number has never increased, nor has it increased or decreased, about 10 billion. Even the demon side is quite afraid of the power of heaven.

The demons are already very terrifying, but Heaven is still pressing on the demons, so we can see how strong the strength of Heaven is. The incomparable loneliness and helplessness choked his heart deeply, and Fengyun Wuji had to bury this anger deep in his heart.

After handing over everything in the Sword Pavilion to Chi Shen to take care of, Feng Yun Wuji put on a white robe and drifted away, this time he was going to find someone, a strong swordsman - Ximen Yibei.

The cold peaks stand in clusters, and at a glance there are cold ice peaks more than a thousand feet high, the cold wind is howling, and a white snow is sprinkled between the heavens and the earth. In the sky, a frightening white shadow slowly descended, standing proudly on the top of a thousand-zhang ice peak in the wind.

Fengyun Wuji did not deliberately suppress the breath on his body, the domineering and powerful sword intent shrouded the entire Youming Peak within a thousand miles, within three feet of Fengyun Wuji, the ice and snow drifted by, automatically condensed into a fine ice needle, and after staying for a while, he fell straight from Fengyun Wuji's side and fell under the thousand-foot peak.

Youming Peak is the holy land of the evil way, although Fengyun Wuji is not a person in the evil way, but in the end, he is also nominally a disciple of the Hanchi Heavenly Demon Yin Wuji, at that time, maybe not many people looked at him squarely, at most he just took a fancy to the Xuanming next volume on his body, but since Fengyun Wuji Sword Domain and his line, the world has been famous, and the entire evil path people have begun to pay attention to this person. Then when he returned from the Demon Realm, the entire primeval world was a sensation, and the evil path people near Youming Peak, how could they not know that the new ascendant who rubbed the circle and pinched the deflated back then was now the emperor-level master of the entire primeval world, the Sword Emperor!

Fengyun Wuji's face was calm, with a faint look of strangeness and vicissitudes, and a white robe hunted in the cold wind, as if he would return with the wind at any time.

The people in the evil path of the entire Youming Peak have clamped their tails under the deterrence of the Sword Emperor realm, and the legend of the night clan letting one person slaughter all has already made these people understand that the disciples of the Hanchi Heavenly Demon, although they are not in the evil way, but their means are not much better than those in the evil way, and before the strength is not enough to match this person, with the surname of the person in the evil way, he does not want to provoke right and wrong, let alone snatch the Xuan Ming Book.

The powerful and incomparable divine consciousness burst out, Fengyun Wuji scanned all the movements within a radius of thousands of miles over and over again, and the divine consciousness passed, and the people in the evil path who were scanned all showed surprise, thinking that this vicious sword emperor was coming at him, but fortunately, this domineering divine sense only passed by in a flash, and then swept into the distance, Fengyun Wuji was obviously not interested in these people in the evil path with millions of skills. All he was looking for was one person, Simon Yibei.

"You're here!" Feng Yunji looked ahead, and there was silence behind him, without any sound at all.

"Yes, I'm here! I've never left, except that time. Behind Fengyun Wuji, the gray-robed man, the right protector of the Shattering Void Exhibition, walked slowly, and the hair on his forehead swayed back and forth as he walked, revealing a pair of eyes that appeared from time to time without black pupils.

"Is the Dao Lord of Destruction going to send you to deal with me?"

"It's not. It's not what the Dao Master meant, it's my own will, do you remember my promise? It's been four hundred years, and I've finally learned the Windless Sword!"

"The Sword of the Windless?" Fengyun Wuji let out a slight 'huh', and did not reply, and raised his head and said: "I didn't expect that you really learned the art of hiding the wind, which is indeed very surprising." ”

With a long sigh behind him, the gray-robed man spoke, "I know that now, even if I learn the Sword of the Hidden Wind, I am not your opponent. But, I still have to draw my sword, and we still have to fight. ”

Fengyun Wuji's eyes flashed with a glint of appreciation, and he finally turned around, faced the gray-robed man, and said, "Tell me, your name?"

"With your status as an emperor-level master, you do have this right, my name, no one has asked for it for a long time, only I still remember, my real name is Dugu Piao, you can make a move!"

"Dugu Piao, hehe, although you almost killed me, but I was also blessed because of this, and was able to break through the first level of the Nine Reincarnations of Life and Death Xuangong, carefully calculated, you and I don't have any grudges, you are just acting on orders. I don't want to embarrass you, and you're no match for me, so retreat. If you can, I'd like you to join me in the Sword Domain. Fengyun Wuji said loudly, the latter sentence is his real purpose, Dugu Piao's swordsmanship is very weird, concise and deadly, but there is no doubt that he is also a master of swordsmanship, otherwise he would not become the right protector of the Temple of Destruction. The sword domain, what is most lacking at this time, is the master.

"There is no way I can leave the Temple of Ruin. Dugu Piao said calmly: "If you don't make a move, I will make a move." ”

"You can make a move!" Fengyun Wuji said indifferently.

Dugu Piao's right hand pressed on the scabbard, bowed his head slightly, leaned forward, and seemed to be able to pull out the sword at any time.

Ding-wooh!

The long sword that Dugu Piao was hanging on his waist suddenly trembled, making a burst of sword sounds, Lonely Ticket's face changed, the hand holding the scabbard shook violently, and he secretly condensed a breath of true qi, Dugu Piao suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

A cold light pierced the sky, and in the black scabbard, a bunch of sharp sword blades were exposed, but just a foot or so was dialed out, and they could no longer be dialed out, and the entire sword body trembled violently.

Dugu Piao finally raised his head, a pair of eyes full of whites stared at Fengyun Wuji, a gray robe was windless, and his long hair also flew up, and the incomparable sword intent burst out from his body, and the faint air outside his body gradually became distorted, and the scenery became blurred.

Fengyun Wuji raised his head and looked at Dugu Piao, and suddenly his right foot stretched out from under his robe and slowly took a step forward.

Magnetism!

This sound did not come from the void, but from the heart, in the feeling of Dugu Piao, Fengyun Wuji stepped out, and in the surrounding space, the sword intent skyrocketed.

There was a sword roar, and the exposed half of the sword was actually re-submerged into the scabbard.

"No one can wield a sword in front of the Sword Emperor!" Fengyun Wuji looked at Dugu Piao and said indifferently......

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