Leng Wushuang, shot.

But Yang Zhong still maintained his original posture and stood in place.

It's like I'm scared stupid.

"You're fighting back!"

The frostless sword stopped when it was only an inch away from Yang Zhong.

He yelled at Yang Zhong.

"Come on, if only by killing me can you make your heart feel better, you can do it!"

Yang Zhong already owed Leng Wushuang, but he never explained it, and he didn't bother to explain it.

"You, do you think I really won't kill you?"

Cold and frost-free, his face was pale.

Pointed his sword at Yang Zhong.

Yang Zhong remained silent.

"Why? It was like this then, and it is still like this now, don't you have nothing to say to me, to explain to me?"

"I'm sorry for the frost-free."

"Excuse me? You know I hate you men saying these three words the most, you know what it means? It means to escape, it means to shirk responsibility, my twenty years of youth, can you say sorry? Yang Zhong, you coward."

Leng Wushuang, venting his inner emotions, slashed out horizontally with a sword.

Yang Zhong didn't dodge.

Poof!

The sword light swept over Yang Zhong's shoulder.

Leaving a sword mark deep into the bones.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

Soon soaked half of Yang Zhong's shoulder.

"You, why don't you fight back, I'm ......"

Leng Wushuang asked, looking at the blood oozing from Yang Zhong's shoulder.

In response to him, Yang Zhong's silence was still true.

Bang dang!

The frost-free winter fell to the ground.

And she also hugged Yang Zhong.

Let the other party's shoulders ooze blood, soaking through his white robe.

Yang Zhong stood stupidly, his two hands, wanting to cling to Leng Wushuang's back, but finally relaxed him.

He didn't have the courage and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to give Leng Wushuang the happiness he wanted.

Yang Feng and Wu Qiankun, who were "watching the play" next to them, really had a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

"Your father is a really stupid goose!"

Wu Qiankun is older than Yang Zhong, three or five years old, and he can't stand it, Yang Zhong's approach.

"The key to this kind of relationship depends on what my father thinks, and it's useless for us to be in a hurry here."

Yang Feng confided in his heart.

The parties are Yang Zhong, not them.

"Yang Zhong, do you know how I spent more than 20 years? You answer me! Do you even know?"

Leng Wushuang, who has always been cold and strong, has not restrained his emotions.

Howling and crying.

Tears crossed his cheeks.

"Wushuang, I already have a wife, and I do this, it's not fair to you or her, I ......"

"Yang Zhong, you bastard, why didn't you say this back then, why did you leave me behind back then?"

In Leng Wushuang's heart, she has long regarded Yang Zhong as the whole of her life.

In the events of that year, Yang Zhong was willing to obey him. Explain to her that she can just care.

But Yang Zhong chose to leave, and suddenly disappeared into the cold and frost-free world.

Sometimes, men are so ruthless, a relationship, say let go, say to let go, say to start it.

In fact, Leng Wushuang blamed Yang Zhong by mistake, Yang Zhong chose to leave back then in order to better protect Leng Wushuang.

Twenty years ago, Yang Zhong opened up territory for Great Xia, established a great meritorious service, and made great achievements, and it was precisely because he knew this that Yang Zhong chose to leave Leng Wushuang.

At that time, Xia Yuan began to kill Yang Zhong.

The cunning rabbit is cooked by the dead lackey, and in addition, the family hopes that the next days can be more stable.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Zhong chose to leave Leng silently

No frost, to bear this spiritual torture alone.

As everyone knows, his momentary negligence made Leng Wushuang and waited for him for more than 20 years.

At that time, the cold frost was in the prime of the twenty-eighth year.

Woman, at the age of twenty-eight, was the best time of her life.

Nothing is more precious to a woman than youth.

Therefore, Yang Zhong's appearance was like a glimpse of a passerby, and Leng Wushuang spent twenty years of youth waiting for this beloved who broke into her world.

"Wushuang, if you don't dislike it, come with me......

Yang Zhong plucked up his courage and was stabbed by Leng Wushuang, which evoked some memories of him.

He made a decision that he couldn't leave Leng Wushuang again, and he had already used the rest of his life to make up for the debt to Leng Wushuang.

"Fool, why did you leave without a sound? If you say that, I ...... Willing to ......"

Leng Wushuang has tears on his face, but his smile is sweet.

Sweat!

Yang Feng and Wu Qiankun on the side really felt tired and sad for Yang Zhong's low EQ!

In this world, how can there be people with such low emotional intelligence?

But fortunately, after several twists and turns, Yang Zhong finally got his senses.

"An'er, Qiankun, let's go."

Four men got up and hit the road.

After half a month of "touring the mountains and waters", of course, the whole process was Yang Zhong and Leng Wushuang, sprinkling dog food.

"Xiao An, do you think we are doing it ourselves?"

Wu Qiankun, leaning against a big tree with his back, said weakly, Yang Feng was holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, crossed Erlang's legs, and lay comfortably on the grass.

That expression, not to mention enjoying more.

"Don't mention it, I'm fed with dog food, but you're coming soon, at most one day, it's your Wugang Mountain, and I still have a few days!"

Yang Feng complained weakly.

Soon it began again, a difficult journey.

After walking for a long time, only Yang Feng, Yang Zhong, and Leng Wushuang remained.

To be honest, Yang Feng's brain can't turn now, and when he goes out, he not only picks up a father for nothing, but also picks up a mother for nothing.

Dare to love this is a wholesale?

"An'er, are you and your mother living here?"

Looking at such a down-and-out, impoverished cabin, Yang Zhong's nose was sour, and he couldn't help crying.

"Well, mother, I'm back."

"Mother!"

Yang An shouted a few times, but there was no response in the house, and Yang Feng anxiously broke through the door.

There was not a single figure in the room.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my house?"

A woman with white temples, carrying a basket of wild vegetables, happened to meet Yang Feng when she came home.

"Mother, it's a child! The child is unfilial, and the mother suffers."

Yang Feng knelt heavily in front of Yang's mother.

"Are you...... An'er?"

Mother Yang cried with joy.

"Are you really An'er?"

"Mother is me, the child is back, who do you see next to this person?"

At first, Yang Mu didn't notice the man's face, but when he saw it clearly, he was completely stunned.

This...... Isn't this the man she misses day and night?

There were 500 people in the Yang Mansion, and all the homes were raided, and she did not forget.

It was that man who exchanged his life for the peace of himself and his children.

"Ma'am, I'm back."

"Zhong, is it really you? Why hasn't there been any news for more than 20 years?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, enter the house, I will tell you the cause and effect of this matter."

Yang Feng sat outside, looking up at the sky.

When, he

Only then can you comprehend swordsmanship and break through the ninth realm.

When will he be able to swing the ultimate meaning of the sword to break the galaxy.

When will he be able to succeed in kendo.

Leaving this world, he has three ways, currently feasible, the strongest and the fastest.

Absorb, the sword qi left by the sword demon Dugu defeated the sky.

In the fastest time, return to the mystery of kendo.

Kendo Yang Feng has experience, and he is not a novice who knows nothing.

What is lacking is sword intent, if it weren't for this world, without the lack of sword qi and sword intent, he would have cultivated the mysteries of kendo a long time ago.

"Dad, mother, the child wants to leave for a while, if it is peaceful today, you don't have to worry about the two elders, just let the child go on a adventure."

"An'er, Dad knows you, not a thing in the pool, no matter what you want to do, just let it go, Dad supports you."

"An'er, your deeds, my mother has listened to your father, you have done a good job, you are the pride of your mother, what you want to do, just let it go, my mother will always support you."

"Child, thank you Daddy, take care of Daddy, if you have time, the child will come to see your mother."

After speaking, Yang Feng simply cleaned up and set off.

Back to the Broken Vein Mountain.

In the past, Broken Pulse Mountain was a noisy place, where 50,000 troops lived, and now Broken Pulse Mountain is empty, and occasionally you can only see a few patrolling soldiers.

Yang Feng entered Shuangmai Mountain.

The original sword mark.

Entering the place where hundreds of waste swords were piled up, only Yang Feng knew that this one was not wasted.

Back then, Dugu Defeated Heaven left from here stepping on a hundred swords.

These swords are wasted here, and on each sword, there are footprints.

These hundreds of swords are built into ladders.

Let Dugu defeat the sky, in the real sense, touch the sky.

Through the hole on the top of the mountain, it seems that you can still vaguely see the supreme demeanor of Dugu and the defeated sky back then.

The scene of borrowing hundreds of swords, and finally stepping on the sword to reach the dome and break through the sky.

Some people, some things, have been waiting for a lifetime.

Yang Feng patiently picked up every sword on the ground, which had long been abandoned, and absorbed the sword qi inside.

On the other hand, the flying pigeon sent a message to Jiang Kui and Zangjian, and asked the two to find blacksmiths in the world and let them make swords, and the more the better.

Yang Feng didn't know when this day would be, so prepare early and take precautions.

It wasn't until late at night that it was pouring rain that Yang Feng withdrew from the state of absorbing sword qi.

"Tsk! Sure enough, he still absorbs sword qi, and his sword path cultivation comes quickly."

Feeling that the sword intent sapling in his body actually gave birth to green shoots, and Yang Feng smiled on his face.

"Rain, a lot of rain."

The one at the top of the mountain, like a full moon, is like a gap in the "water column".

It was a column of water made entirely of water.

A sword breaks through the water column.

In an instant, the water column closed again.

Such a situation makes Yang Feng feel something.

He stared at the remaining droplets of water on the Sun Sword.

Tick!

Tick!

This mountain, from the bottom to the top, is at least a hundred zhang.

A column of water seems to run through the entire mountain.

The water column that was rooted at the bottom was washed away by the force of the impact.

The water column is umbrella-shaped.

Yang closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly, he twitched the Burning Sun Sword on his waist and swung a sword.

A mediocre sword, this sword, has no moves, let alone sword energy.

It's a basic swordsmanship, a horizontal split.

Sparkling.

The moment the sword body cut the water column, it was blunt.

Unstoppable, or rather, incredibly fast swordsmanship, slow.

When cutting the column of water, the water becomes a resistance, and the water blocks the sword.

consumed and offset Yang Feng's power to swing the sword.

When swordsmanship is no longer mysterious, and the sword wants to kill, it depends on the sharpness of the sword itself, as well as the strength of the person who wields the sword.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat.

Water can engulf a sword.

A drop of water can only stagnate on the sword body, it can't change anything.

But what about a column of water?

It can make the originally sharp sword dull and slow down the speed of the sword.

Even when the water, when angry, it can swallow a sword.

When the sword body of the Burning Sun Sword was completely submerged in this column of water connecting the top of the mountain and the bottom of the mountain.

A suction, or rather, a whirlpool of water, creates a whirlpool, and that whirlpool resembles a cosmic black hole.

Constantly rolling the Burning Sun Sword Body, the sharp and indestructible sword body was bent, and Yang Feng's hand holding the sword could no longer hold it.

Let's go!

The huge wave swallowed the sword body.

Rumble!

"This column of water...... There is another mystery...... Could it be that this is a new way?"

Good is like water.

Water is good for all things without fighting, and water knows how to follow the trend.

But forbearance does not mean cowardice and cowardice, on the contrary, the water will also be angry, have you ever seen a monstrous wave?

A flat boat was swallowed up by the huge waves.

That's the power of water.

Yang Feng found a few swords without sword qi from the ground, and then went to touch the water column.

None of these swords were unsurprisingly caught up in the waves.

"Shouldn't the water pressure go down? Why is this sword being swung upwards?"

The swords that entered the water column were basically crushed, except for a scorching sun.

Closing his eyes and meditating, Yang Feng suddenly made a bold move and entered this water column.

He felt that the opportunity to comprehend swordsmanship was right in front of him, and if he missed it, it might be a long time later.

He can't afford to think about it.

When Yang Feng's hand passed through the water column, the water pressure squeezed his five fingers out of shape.

Gravity.

In addition to suction, there is also a gravitational force in the water column.

A pond of water looks like an ancient well without waves.

But what about a river and a sea?

A leaf rises and falls in the sea.

The clouds in the sky are cirruling.

The tide rises and falls.

Yang Feng didn't know how heavy it would have to rain to have such a strange landscape.

When he entered the water column, his body was squeezed and deformed, and his body was constantly pulled.

The water in all directions wanted to crush him into powder.

"The heart is as still as water."

Call!

Yang Feng knew that this feeling only brought him by his heart was that his whole heart was completely calm.

Only then can he comprehend the power of water to carry a boat and the ability to overturn a boat.

Two fingers are the handle, and the sword qi is the edge.

"The power of a shipwreck, the power of a boat!"

In the future, his Ruoshui swordsmanship should go one step further.

Good is like water, and water benefits all things.

What is said is that the water follows the trend.

As the saying goes: people go to high places, and water flows to low places.

This is the water potential, and the water potential is inviolable.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun.

When it is angry, it can roll up thousands of storms and destroy all the boats on the water.