The white-faced man held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and flicked the blade of the sword with his left hand, looking in a trance, as if reminiscing.

This sword has been missing from the continent for a long time, in fact, it has always been there. It's just that since the white prince of Luoxue Lou appeared as a white-faced man, this sword has never been pulled out.

The white-faced man lightly waved the sword in his hand, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the snow-white sword spike swayed lightly, and came out with it.

Long time no see, don't come unharmed.

The Folding Snow Sword, the rumored most beautiful sword in the mainland, is snow-white. When the sword comes out, it is just like a girl dancing lightly, and the snow in her sleeves is lightly raised.

Now in early spring, when it was warm and cold, snow suddenly fell on the bank of the Qishui River.

The white-faced man in the snowflakes gradually calmed down, and then raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing endless confidence. At this moment, he is no longer the executor of the Criminal Department, but the white prince of Luoxue Tower, who has been famous in the mainland decades ago.

Liu Xun didn't draw his sword again, he held the sword in his hand and waved his hand forward to salute.

Bai Gongzi didn't return the salute, he stretched out his long sword, just like Liu Xun before, but his demeanor was more casual and gentle.

The Folding Snow Sword stretched out, and the air around it suddenly became cold, and the cold willows were quiet, and then swayed slightly, a little more than before.

The snow is falling, and the sky and the earth are vast.

Liu Xun looked up into space, there were no clouds, the starlight was still there, but there was snow.

Every snowflake is a sword intent, the snowflakes in the sky are the endless sword intent in the sky, the cold air is not the temperature, but the fierceness of the snow sword, that is cold, that is killing intent.

Bai Jiu felt very cold, his limbs were a little stiff, and he was trembling unnaturally, and every snowflake falling on his body was painful in addition to the cold. The pain that pierces the skin and penetrates deep into the bones.

He used the few true qi in his body to dispel the pain in it, but found that it had no effect. There was too little true qi left, and the speed of movement was unusually slow due to the cold in the skin.

Is this Bai Gongzi? Is this the power of pure contemplation? Bai Jiu became colder and colder, his body became more and more painful, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and then he fainted.

He felt the warmth when he finally lost his consciousness, and that warmth still carried a chill, but it was much better than the snow.

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A ray of sunlight shone on the riverbank, and an autumn sun slowly rose behind Liu Xun.

Qi Shui greeted this sunlight, turning a little yellow, and then slightly red. The original winter day actually had a hint of warmth, and the bone-chilling cold turned into a pleasing refreshment. This is the autumn sun, it shines on the Qi water, and the original river water is in late autumn again.

The illusory sun, which is lukewarm because of snowflakes, is a little incredible.

The water flowed slowly, gently bobbing ashore, and the shore was covered with a thin layer of snow.

Liu Xun's expression was calm, but his eyes were very solemn.

Bai Gongzi's expression was indifferent, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he was full of confidence.

If the water sword shines with a clear light, it seems that there are thousands of streams flowing on it, which is extraordinary.

A bright light fell on Bai Jiu's body, and the wind and snow could not enter.

Bai Gongzi understood what he meant, he waved his left hand lightly, and Feng Xue changed direction, no longer approaching Bai Jiu for half a point.

After doing this, he pointed his sword at Liu Xun,

Liu Xunping stretched out his sword and took out his sword again. The Blue Light Sword is a sword move of Seifuin, and it is also a sword. It is the sword of Dean Mei Hanxiang of Seifu-in, who created this sword move when he was young, and named it after his own sword at that time. Liu Xun used this sword move to express his intentions.

Ruoshui Sword trembled in Liu Xun's hand, and then emitted countless lights, and several extremely powerful lights and shadows broke through the air, pointing directly at Bai Gongzi.

Bai Gongzi didn't move, he stood in place, and the snow sword swung forward gently.

How can the same move work?

There is no light and shadow when the sword comes out, but there is snow with it.

The snow falling from the sky suddenly froze, and then suddenly changed its direction and drifted to one place. Where the light and shadow went, the snow was even more abundant, and then the sword intent rose.

The blue light sword visibly slowed down with the naked eye, as if countless swords pierced into a sea of sand, gradually weakening, and then shattered the sword intent in a few light and crisp cracking sounds.

is also in this realm, it is also a famous sword, comparable to each other, and it is natural and simple to break the sword with a sword.

Liu Xun's mood at the moment was completely focused, and Bai Gongzi easily broke his sword, making his expression even more solemn. He had fully understood that it was not the white-faced man standing in front of him, but the proud white boy who listened to Xuelou. He snapped his fingers and swung his sword again.

More than a dozen continuous sword sounds rang out.

If the water sword emits a yellowish light, it gradually shows warmth. The sharp blade of the sword came out of the air and stabbed towards Bai Gongzi.

There was a thin layer of snow on the bank of the Qishui River, and those snow were lifted by Liu Xun's sword and turned into dozens of extremely thin snow lines.

Those snow lines are the swordsmanship, the direction of the sword that can be seen.

If what was fought before could be said to be a contest of true qi, then what you see now is a real sword move. Bai Gongzi can easily break the light and shadow with his sword intent and true qi, but with these lightning-like snow lines, what he sees is exquisite sword moves.

Liu Xun has used the sword moves of Qingfeng Yuan so far, so what about Bai Gongzi?

Dozens of snow lines attacked Bai Gongzi from all directions, and behind the snow lines were sharp sword blades.

Bai Gongzi watched the snow line gradually approaching, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was mocking. He plunged his sword into the snow, and flicked upwards the moment the two were about to touch.

More than ten crisp sword sounds sounded on the bank of the Qishui River, and the snow on the cold willow fell down, and in a very short period of time, the swords of the two came into contact more than ten times, and each time, it was a random pick of the snow sword.

The straight line of snow suddenly bent like countless swimming snakes flowing there, and then they rose and exploded in mid-air.

The snowflakes shattered and shattered, turning into a flood of snow foam, and falling again into a new thin snow.

Bai Gongzi disappeared in place, and a row of clear footprints appeared on the snow-white ground, gradually approaching Liu Xun. When the figure reappeared, the footprints suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

Liu Xun's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked up at the sky.

Bai Gongzi held the sword and fell from the sky, and the snow-white sword body of the Snow Folding Sword reflected a little starlight, which was refracted in the snowflakes and turned into very regular lines, which overlapped and obscured, and the six brightest pieces of snow appeared in mid-air. Every piece is a sword, every flower is a sword intent, and behind the snowflakes is an extremely powerful sword blade.

No matter how powerful the sword of the Liberal Arts Academy is, it is too literary and artistic, and it lacks a bit of killing intent. Even if Liu Xun uses it, it is still the same. And what about the Falling Snow Building? The most powerful killer organization in the north, their swords, how can there be mercy?

Six snowflakes fell from the sky and attacked Liu Xun's body from six different directions, each of which was a vital point, and each of them could be seriously injured, and the sword falling was killing intent, how could Liu Xun break it?

Blocking the sword with a sword is always too difficult, and the sword of literature and art, in the face of killing, has lost some momentum after all.

Liu Xun sighed helplessly, and then the snowflakes arrived. He stretched out his left hand and threw a punch.

He held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand kept hanging down at his side, in fact, he was slowly accumulating true qi.

What seems like a random punch is actually ready to go, waiting for an opportunity.

There was a muffled buzzing sound, like a bell, like a drum.

A strong force, as his fist slammed into the air, the waves of qi spread in all directions, completely enveloping the six snowflakes.

Absolute power is absolute uprightness, and a punch is power, and it is also momentum.

Bai Gongzi may not have thought that he was a little surprised and had no time to resist. It was directly shaken away, and with it the six bright white snows.

The sword intent was completely dispersed by the qi waves, and the snowflakes shattered again and again, turning into catkins all over the sky and falling down.

Bai Gongzi took a step back as the snow fell, and then landed firmly on the ground.

The Xue Xue Sword was horizontal in front of him, and he blocked Liu Xun's fist with a snow-white sword body, a strong and upright fist that had been forbearance for a long time.

The wind returns to the snow, and the snowflakes come out...... Every sword used by Bai Gongzi was the sword move of Luoxuelou back then, it was a murder plan, and it was ruthless.

However, Liu Xun has not moved his killing intent until now, and every sword he has been deliberately controlling, even the upright fist is just a retreat.

"To go or not to go, you decide, time is running out anyway." Liu Xun's eyes looked into the distance, there were many people there, all watching.

Bai Gongzi knew what Liu Xun mentioned, but he didn't care, his expression was still calm, the corners of his mouth were still raised, he didn't care about things in the distance, since he had come this far, it was better to just look at the front.