Volume 1 Fourteen Years of Snow Chapter 137 May the deceased never have the slightest regret
A person appeared on the snow behind Lao Xiucai, the white clothes seemed to be one with heaven and earth, his body was straight, and he walked forward step by step in a very regular manner, the distance between each step was exactly the same, and there was no mistake in the slightest.
This is a very polite person.
Lin Han looked up, only to feel that his eyes were tingling, as if a sword was coming towards him, the young man in white did not have the slightest edge on his body, but that sharpness was enough to cut everything.
His heart was full of horror, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of those eyes.
Zifei walked to Lao Xiucai's side and stood down, looked at his injuries and was silent for a while, and then looked up at the two of them.
Peng Yue was shocked, only to feel that countless sword lights were pierced with this eye, his arms were quickly placed in front of him, and his body slid backwards on the snow surface for hundreds of meters before stopping.
He lowered his arms, his arms trembling, his skin covered in tiny wounds.
Lin Han kept slashing in front of him with a long sword in his hand, the aura in his body erupted wildly as if he didn't want money, the sword shadow was almost disappearing, and the sound of gold and iron intertwining kept coming from everyone's ears.
There was a crisp sound in the air, and then the sound of gold and iron disappeared.
Lin Han's sword was torn off from the middle and flew out and stuck on the snow, two sword marks appeared on his chest, seeping blood outward, although it was not deep, it made his forehead flow cold sweat in an instant.
The heart fluttered wildly.
That fear grew stronger.
Who is this young man in front of you?
Just at a glance, he forced back and injured two Five Realm Cultivators, and he was also a Five Realm Grandmaster powerhouse at the peak of his strength.
How is this possible?
According to Zhibai's calculations, this incident happened suddenly, and Tang Guo would never be able to send other Five Realm powerhouses to the battlefield to go deep into the snow field in a short period of time.
Lin Han's footsteps retreated, and then he stood with Peng Yue.
With a pale face, he asked, "Elder Peng, do you know who this is?"
Peng Yue's arms were still trembling, he was silent for a moment, then put his eyes on the white-clothed young man, and asked seriously: "I knew that you would definitely be able to break through the realm and succeed, but I didn't expect you to succeed at this critical juncture, let alone that you had such strength just after entering the Five Realms." ”
He didn't answer Lin Han's question, but Lin Han already knew who it was, and he had prepared it with his heart when he came here, so he naturally knew that the academy Tianjiao, who was praised by the world as a generation of overpower, Zifei!
It's just that who would have thought that he had been in retreat for more than eight months, and he would just break through the wilderness and enter the Five Realms at this moment?
Even Zhibai, who was standing at the back, couldn't think of it, and his face showed a really ugly look for the first time, and there seemed to be a little panic in the depths of those eyes.
Zi Fei appeared in his plan, but he never imagined that Zi Fei, who had just entered the Five Realms, would have such strength, several times stronger than the ordinary peak of the Five Realms.
"There will be many accidents and surprises in everyone's life, and even the most well-behaved ordinary people will encounter the beginning of love and love, so what can you think of in this world?"
Zifei looked at them, his voice sounded a little gentle, like a humble gentleman like jade, and like a spring breeze.
Gentle.
"What if you overpower a generation? The two of us may not be afraid of you. ”
Lin Han threw out the remaining half of the long sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with a little cold light, and he said coldly.
Zifei ignored him, just fixed his gaze on Zhibai's body, and said lightly: "If you don't leave within three breaths, you won't be able to leave." ”
"Why three breaths?"
Zhibai stood on the snow, his right hand tightly clutching the small seal, his palm full of sweat.
"Because three breaths is a very good time, I can kill them within three breaths, and you can't give orders to make those pursuing desolate armies change, three breaths is just enough for you to figure out what to do. ”
Zifei's gaze was not sharp, but slightly elegant.
As the words fell, he stretched out a hand forward, the palm of which was white, and the five fingers were slender and even a little beautiful.
The heavens and the earth were extremely dark, and countless sword lights were born between his palms and the air, illuminating his expressionless face.
Naturally, the three-breath time was not long, and it passed quickly.
Those sword lights disappeared, and countless blood holes appeared in Lin Han and Peng Yue's bodies, their legs were broken at their knees, and their bodies fell to the snow.
They looked at the white-clothed figure in front of them, their eyes full of incredulity, their lips opened to say something, but their throats had been shredded, and they could only make a gurgling sound and then there was no more sound.
At the same time, Zhibai's body also became transparent, and then completely disappeared in front of him.
Zifei lowered his head and looked at Wu Mobi.
The old man was covered in scars, and there was not a single place intact.
Those cloudy eyes were still looking in the direction of Datang, but they no longer had their brilliance.
"I said a long time ago that you are not the material for doing big things, and if you are stubborn all your life, you just refuse to listen to the advice of others, will I still harm you?"
Zifei snorted, squatted down and hugged Lao Xiucai's body in his arms, was silent for a long time, and then turned into a sword light and returned the same way.
This game of chess is only now over.
......
In the battlefield, millions of desolate army and the Tang army are still fighting non-stop.
There were only more than 400,000 people left in the Tang army, and more people died, and there were more than 1 million soldiers left at this moment.
Jiang Linumbrella suppressed Bai Luoti, Feng He didn't know when he rushed over, and the two of them joined forces and still lost to Jiang Linyu, you can imagine how strong the four disciples of this high priest should be.
I'm afraid that I already have the top five terrifying combat power of grass yellow paper.
Ying Song led the three rates of the Northland to gallop through the field non-stop, and purgatory hung overhead, making countless desolate people fearful.
Li Xiu floated in the sky.
The page stopped strangely, and kept fluctuating.
Eventually, the white paper turned into a real white paper and fell from the sky.
Li Xiu's body also fell, and this scene happened very suddenly, making everyone stunned for a moment.
Then there was a look of disbelief in everyone's eyes, and the face became painful.
They knew that there was only one reason why this piece of paper would lose its ability to become waste paper, and that was that Lao Xiucai died.
That thin old man with a stubborn temper, who entered the Tao with a literary and dedicated his life to the Tang Realm, would die here, on the snowfield.
No one wants to accept this result.
But the facts are in front of us, and all the grief and sadness swept through everyone's hearts like a flood that burst the embankment at this moment.
A brief silence was followed by an explosion of madness and even madness.
A roar of anger came from the mouths of Li Si, Guo Huai and others, Chen Xuance's armor was shattered, and his injuries were very serious.
He began to cry.
The voice howls, like a bereaved child!