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In the drizzle.

The man in black is like a ghost in the dark night, full of evil spirits.

The man in white is like a glacier in the sun, dazzling.

Two figures, one black and one white, passed through the drizzle like silver and white silk threads without hurrying.

The rain fell leisurely, injecting a bit of leisurely into this unique scene, like a freehand painting, teaching people to be difficult to describe the situation and scene when the two appeared.

The indifferent and calm temperament seems to exude a unique magic, rendering the entire long street, and it is silent.

Countless people held their breath, their eyes widened, and they stared at the man in black.

The man in white is as cold as frost, and that special arrogance, yes, it is the wind blowing snow.

Who is the Man in Black?

Xu Weiran is young and short, and fair-skinned and handsome, he does not look weak, but a little heroic. The face of the man in black is slightly dark, and his facial features match each other, which is appropriate, rendering a bit of condensation and heaviness, sophisticated and indifferent, but it has nothing to do with handsomeness.

It's clearly not the same person.

Comparing the black-clothed man in front of him with the rumored appearance of Xu Weiran, Tan Ju and everyone muttered in their hearts.

If you look closely, there are people with good eyesight and a lot of experience, who are keenly aware of it, and whisper: "The man in black has changed his disguise." ”

The reason why it is said that Yi Rongdan and the like are small tricks is because they can't hide their eyes, and they are easy to see through.

However, seeing through is seeing through, there is such a layer of disguise. Others really can't see the true appearance of the man in black.

Most people are concerned about whether Xu Weiran is this man in black. Tan Ju is concerned about whether this man in black is the person who talks about the family, and the origin of the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword he carries.

One black and one white, both floating through the rain curtain.

Everyone whispered: "Is it really crazy, dare to come to Mingde City, is it so stupid that you don't know that Liang Zeng of the Luoxia Sect is here?"

"I heard that the incident in the other courtyard happened the day before yesterday. Liang Zeng gathered back the people who had been placed in two places to maintain order. That's Lu Guanglin and Zhang Lu, both of them are in the Divine Illumination Realm, that is, these two people are enough for Fengxue and Xu Weiran to drink a pot, and there is also a Liang Zeng. ”

"What are they here for?"

Someone suddenly asked, and countless people were speechless. Yes, why did the wind blow Xue and Xu Weiran came to this dangerous place?

A looming guess lingers in my head.

It's not that no one has thought of an answer. It's that no one wants to believe it. Even if you force yourself, no one will believe it.

Regardless of the wind blowing snow and Xu Weiran. Is it a genius or a peerless genius. Whether it's once in a hundred years or once in a thousand years, no one believes it. Because, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of breaking the void realm.

That thought, that speculation, just went around in the thoughts, and no one dared to say it. Fear of being ridiculed, ridiculed by outsiders. Own ridicule.

There are different opinions in the ears, and Tan Huan is sweating. Staring at the man in black: "Is that him?"

I couldn't help but flip through my memories in my thoughts, thinking of the handsome young man who suddenly appeared in the black shop three years ago. From the shock of saying the word "black building" in person. Then there was the shock of killing the local Tianji Battalion.

Could it be the teenager?

On the roof on the side of the long street, a figure full of fierceness jumped down in the air, unfolded a sharp sword, and pointed at the general in the long street, full of arrogance: "Xu Weiran, I heard that you have practiced forty percent of the sword!"

"If you are not talented, you will also practice a sword. ”

Although this young man claimed to be untalented, however, with a proud face, he did not hide it, and roared wildly: "Dare to fight with me!" The long street was empty, and this person's voice was fiercely torn apart, shaking all directions.

The people on the houses on both sides of the long street whispered in the drizzle: "It's him, Chen Yuqi, it's really powerful, it's just too crazy." I heard that he has been here for eight days, and he has defeated thirteen people in a row, and he is the most popular person recently. ”

"He is the most outstanding son of the Jiangliu Chen family's generation, and he is perfect with a sword in one hand, so he is certainly qualified to be arrogant. ”

"Crazy fart, you see who among the people this kid challenged, who has condensed his spirit? It's not that he wants to step on the wind and snow and become famous with Xu Weiran. ”

Yan Xingkong casually shoved the knife under his buttocks, simply squatted on the roof, and looked at it with interest: "This Chen Yuqi is a fool." ”

Sui Skylark was slender, but he was dressed in a heroic and energetic suit, and quietly appeared, standing aside, and asked, "Why did Brother Yan say this?"

"Just look at it. Yan Xingkong exudes a relaxed temperament that cares about everything.

Chen Yuqi's roar was like a raging wind: "Dare to fight with me!"

The wind blew the snow and the man in black raised their heads slightly, as if they didn't see Chen Yuqi blocking the street, maybe they saw it, but they just turned a blind eye.

The two figures, one black and one white, maintained a consistent rhythm without the slightest sign of being disturbed. The distance between the two and Chen Yuqi is rapidly narrowing.

Chen Yuqi's arrogant cold sword pointed at the two of them, and the horizontal sword slashed on the ground, and the instant sword light was like an angry wave. The entire bluestone paved road is like sea water rolling and boiling.

A bright light that quietly and endlessly burst out from the ground in an instant, and the magnificent sword qi was like a wall of light bursting from the ground, turning the entire long street over. Countless people who slandered him were all silent at this time.

This sword is truly terrifying.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the man in black who was walking side by side with the wind and snow, and the pace was exactly the same, suddenly disappeared.

Only people with enough eyesight can see that in Chen Yuqi's magnificent and terrifying sword aura, there is a wisp of purple as thin as a gossamer. When this wisp of purple quietly penetrated, Chen Yuqi's face changed wildly in an instant, and her body retreated like lightning crazily, but it was too late.

No one knew why Chen Yuqi suddenly retreated wildly, but only to see that faint purple spraying out from Chen Yuqi's back, and it was drenched by the rain curtain.

Take a fresh look. Everyone was stunned to find that the man in black was still walking side by side with the wind and snow, and it seemed that he had never moved. maintained a wonderful rhythm, and slowly passed by Chen Yuqi, who was standing still.

As if pulled by a wisp of qi, Chen Yuqi's arrogant face stiffened, her eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and she sat back and watched the two drift away in a chaotic mood.

Sensing the residual breath, it is better to see it with your own eyes. A stranger unleashed the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword to shock. Talking about Jurao has long been mentally prepared, and he can't help but feel a storm in his heart.

It's really the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword, absolutely.

Yan Xingkong laughed, and without raising his head, he stretched out his hand to hold his head behind his head: "Look, I'll just say it's stupid." ”

Sui Yunque showed a knowing smile, and a good sword move was displayed so that it was only gorgeous. Big and unscrupulous. Among all the young martial artists who have condensed their spirits in this martial arts conference, Chen Yuqi is definitely the weakest. He deserved to be defeated by one move.

It was actually ten percent of the sword intent by the man in black. It's broken.

The spirit is absolutely above the true meaning, and there is an oppressive gap. The sword spirit can actually be broken by the sword intent, which is definitely a rare spectacle.

Chen Yuqi is famous, but most of this fame is not very good.

Yan Xingkong crossed his hands. Holding his head from the back of his head, the light flashed. Said lazily: "I originally thought that if that guy was crazy, Chen Yuqi would definitely die." Turns out he's not that crazy. ”

"Hey, Luoxia Sect has a good show. Yan Xing's empty tone was full of schadenfreude.

Sui Yunque's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she didn't like Yan Xingkong's free and casual tone. Feeling slightly, he glanced up, and saw the sword arrogant white standing on the roof somewhere.

Jian Aobai stood like a sharp and bright sword, pressing the sword in his hand, overlooking the black and white people shuttling in the thin rain.

Everyone looked at Jian Aobai, exuding excitement.

Will Jian Aobai make a move?

In this martial arts exercise, the strong are like clouds, and so far, only a few of them have reached more than two percent of the spirit. Jian Aobai is one of them, and the second is a sword spirit.

In the long street below, a wind-blown snow has practiced thirty percent of the sword, and a mysterious man in black has practiced forty percent of the sword. So far, these two are the strongest spirits this time.

Time seems to stand still.

The wind blows the snow and the man in black walks with a wonderful rhythm, calmly moving forward.

Jian Aobai held down the hilt of the sword, and his eyes did not hide the surging in the spurt, and everyone could read a strong battle intent from these eyes!

Jian Aobai stared intently, the wind blowing the snow and the man in black didn't look up, just drifted by quietly.

The slightest drizzle seemed to make people feel a sense of comfort and serenity, quiet, nothing happened.

He didn't draw his sword...... Most people have a heart of fear that the world will not be chaotic, and they regret it in their hearts.

In an instant, while everyone thought that there was nothing wrong, Jian Aobai suddenly raised his head, suddenly pressed the hilt of the sword, and the sharp light flashed!

Sui Yunque's eyes moved, and his body leaned forward slightly. Tan Ju raised his head slightly, his eyes sank. Lu Fangtian, who quietly heard the news, pressed the surging in his heart and looked around.

The lazy Yan Xingkong opened his mouth and blew out a breath, blowing away a trace of drizzle: "There is another unlucky ghost." ”

Among the spectators, several god-light powerhouses looked at each other and were secretly shocked: "The young people now, it's really amazing. Why are they all so powerful? ”

The cool and cold drizzle quietly fell down with an inexplicable force, sprinkled on the bluestone slab, and pierced through the tiny holes. The fierce killing move, hidden in hundreds of millions of rain threads, is unexpectedly imperceptible.

A figure slowly strolled from the end of the long street, and the aura was rolling like a tide, surging with this person: "In the Xiayunchuan Sect, Mo Li, lead the two!"

Yunchuan Sect's moisturizing silent sword! What a beautiful move.

The man in black didn't say a word, strolled forward, and when Mo Li was in danger, he suddenly flicked it softly, drew his sword and slashed horizontally.

The purple light, which can be called crazy, surging like a cloud, engulfed the drizzle in the sky, and quickly condensed into a line of purple, like a line between the sea and the sky.

Mo Li's pupils refracted this extraordinary purple halo, and he took a solemn step forward, and the horizontal sword gathered countless thin lingering rain threads, lingering all over his body.

At the moment when the purple line intertwined, Mo Li snorted and stood still. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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