The air of the Fallen Leaf Sect has always been fresh and refreshing, but after the appearance of that cold snow-white long sword, the air seemed to condense into ice, invading people's internal organs.

It's cold!

Standing next to Song Jieyi, who showed a happy expression, and seeing Dong Nanyan holding a sword in both hands, the woman couldn't help but mention the "position" of the young man in her heart.

Frost Sword, Great Chill Sword.

Such as the sword autumn and winter two swords.

I have never eaten pork and seen a pig run, of course, the woman of Qingshen Mountain has never learned such a sword duel, but hundreds of years ago, she used to fight side by side with people who are qualified to learn such a sword, so she is no stranger to this.

If the sword is the supreme sword, follow the person and the scene, follow the feelings, as long as there is the cultivation of the ascending realm, you can practice, but in the ascending realm, you can manifest two such swords, she is really unheard of.

As long as he dies halfway, such a qualification, a baby in the future is just around the corner, and even Tongxuan is not...

Before she could finish sighing, the woman's pupils suddenly shrank.

It was the first time to hold a sword in both hands, Dong Nanyan seemed a little uncomfortable, only to see him holding two swords, and then put his hands together.

A snow-white sword appeared in the young man's hand, and the sword was engraved with frost flowers.

In the end, the cold on the mountain not only did not subside, but instead formed a layer of frost on the ice.

But the cold weather can't freeze the woman's undulating heart lake.

The woman who was shocked by Dong Yanyan's actions couldn't calm down for a long time.

As far as she knows, there are a total of twenty-four solar terms for a sword, and each solar term is a sword, and there are many people who can manifest the solar term sword, but there are only a handful of those who can return to one season in six festivals and cultivate the four seasons sword.

The woman who fought side by side with her at the beginning was only cultivating Xia Rongjian in the Yuanying Realm, so she had already been praised as extremely talented. And now, the woman looked at Dong Nanyan.

What the young man did just now undoubtedly shocked her even more than cultivating the Four Seasons Sword.

The frost sword belongs to autumn, and the big cold sword belongs to winter, although it is only the fusion of the solar term sword, but in the realm of ascending the building, the two seasons will be fused into a sword, which is clearly the prototype of the last sword!

She herself can only manifest a rain sword now, she didn't expect that Dong Nanyan has now surpassed herself, Song Jiyi is happy for Dong Nanyan At the same time, she is secretly cheering in her heart, she must not be surpassed by a teenager!

Obviously he was already in a desperate situation, no one thought that Dong Nanyan would finally tear apart the large array arranged by Ye Hua with a sword, and in the cold, many elders thought of the scene on the back mountain, and couldn't help but take two steps back slightly in horror.

Once the boy becomes like that again, who can stop it? Who dares to guarantee that he will not die?

The knuckles of his fingers were already red and swollen, but Ye Hua, who was holding the golden fallen leaves, seemed to be ignorant.

This formation is not his current nirvana technique, but Dong Nanyan came out of it so easily, which made Ye Hua a little dazed.

Whether the final killing move can kill Dong is hard to say, he is not sure now.

He had never seen the swordsmanship performed by the young man, and seeing Dong Nanyan walking towards him step by step, Ye Hua asked, "This is not my Falling Leaf Sect's swordsmanship, where did you learn it?"

"What's the matter with you?"

After the snow-white long sword appeared, Dong Nanyan's face seemed to be a little cold, "I didn't steal it, I didn't rob it, you don't care where I learned it?"

The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, like an arrow from the string, Dong Yanyan leaped up, and the snow-white long sword engraved with frost flowers seemed to freeze into ice wherever it passed.

Facing this sword, Ye Hua felt in his heart that this sword was unstoppable and could only retreat!

But as long as he retreats, then it means that he has the upper hand in this confrontation, and he has already said it in terms of momentum alone, so why not kill Dong again?

Absolutely no refund!

A black phantom suddenly reappeared behind Ye Hua, and a scarlet light lit up in the shadow, staring at Dong Nanyan, and also at Ye Hua!

His eyes were full of greed, and after getting Ye Hua's permission, the phantom opened his arms and submerged into Ye Hua's body.

"Sister Lin, what is he?"

After fusing with the phantom, the man's speed became much faster than just now, and he actually avoided Dong Nanyan's Great Han Sword in an instant, and then stepped on the void and left there far away.

"That black shadow is the demon barrier in his heart, although he has sunk into the sea of suffering, but it seems that he should not have completely gone into the demon, but it seems that he is now choosing to completely enter the demon to improve his strength. ”

The woman slowly stretched out a finger forward.

What kind of sinking realm, crossing the sea realm, is not worth mentioning in front of her, the man actually wants to use this trick to break through her casual suppression and restore the cultivation of Ling Xuan Realm, which makes her feel a little funny.

"Sister Lin, you don't have to make a move. ”

Since Ye Hua had dodged, Dong Nanyan descended from mid-air, "Let me do it myself." ”

The young man's talent has already shocked the woman, but even if it is the climbing realm on Qingshen Mountain, it is unrealistic to want to cross so many realms to kill a monk who used to be a sinking realm and is now a Lingxu realm, if you don't use any treasures or anything like that, and want to cross five or six realms, then except for the seedlings cultivated by those who stand at the highest place in the world, the woman doesn't think that the rest of the people can do it.

"Dong Gongzi, he is now in the Ling Void Realm, you don't have to rush to make a move, wait for me to suppress him again to the Denglou Realm, and then you can solve it yourself. ”

Just now I saw the elders of the Fallen Leaf Sect looking at him with fear and dodge, and the somewhat sad Dong Nanyan felt very cold in his heart, since he came to the Fallen Leaf Sect, although he had not done anything beneficial to the sect, but he asked himself, he had not done anything worthy of the Fallen Leaf Sect, he really worked hard to treat this place as his home, Jin Liu Peak He was already completely familiar with it, and he was used to sleeping in the two-story wooden building, and even he could sometimes walk down the mountain with his eyes closed, going back and forth on various mountain paths.

In the Fallen Leaf Sect, there are Ye Jing and Ye Che who treat him like relatives, there are his good friends Qi Daozhen and Ye Zhi, there is Zhou Shao who used to be able to chat with him by the stream and bluestone when he went back and forth to Jinliufeng, and Jin Ming who was punctual and worked tirelessly to deliver food to Jinliufeng.

It's not been a long time since he came here, and he hasn't been here for half a year, but after changing to a new environment, he no longer feels the eyes of the people in the town looking at him, but today, the boy found that he is still the feared and disgusting disaster star, and he is still the orphan of Linanzhen who is not welcomed.

Many of those elders were amiable old men who had seen him greet him with a smile, but now, Dong Nanyan could read something from their gaze.

Those evasive and fearful eyes seemed to say, "Ye Hua, Dong Nanyan, you fight, fight, one is the sect master who has gone mad, and the other is a monster in a strange state, you had better die together." ”

Dong Nanyan sighed in his heart.

It turns out that the attitude of the people around him has never changed, in the small town, he is a disaster that attracts disasters and brings ominous disasters, and here, he is a strange and terrifying monster.

Laughing at himself, Dong Yanyan clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Sister Lin, it's okay, I'll come by myself. ”

The long sword that was steaming cold seemed to be trembling slightly, and the cold sword body seemed to need to enjoy the hot blood, Dong Nanyan held the sword and pointed at Ye Hua from afar.

"Don't just dodge, don't you want to kill me?

The sound of the sword suddenly sounded on the Guigen Mountain, the entire mountain peak was covered with a layer of cold ice, and the sword qi like an ice line was fixed where the long sword was pointing, and when Ye Hua's eyelids just blinked, it had already pierced into the man's shoulder.

Elder Han of Lingyun Mountain, Sword Blood Mountain Villa is very cold and sick, and the wind and flood in the Wind Valley, and the ghost master of the Barrier Forest Country.

Fighting with this group of people, although they all suffered a lot of losses and suffered a lot of injuries at their hands, but because of the autumn color protection, Dong Nanyan did not suffer any fatal injuries, but just endured some strength that was removed by most of the autumn color.

And now, this one has protected Dong Nanyan many times, but now the autumn-colored robe worn by Ye Hua has been torn on the shoulder, revealing a small hole no longer than a thumb.

This sword qi that condensed into an ice line was very fast, and when he was just aware of it, the sword qi had already entered his body.

The sword qi that ran through his shoulders was still exuding coldness, Ye Hua looked sideways, there was no blood on his shoulders, all the wounds were re-frozen in the moment he was pierced by the sword qi, and he felt that he was constantly scurrying around in his body, to freeze the cold qi of his internal organs, Ye Hua shouted, all the meridians and points in his body were glowing, and from a distance, it looked like a leaf facing the sun, and the veins were clear and bright.

This cold qi is extremely difficult to deliver, no matter how he dispels it, he can't drive it out of his body, Ye Hua's face showed sweat, and when he was busy processing his body, he suddenly felt a cold wind flash in front of his body, cold and piercing.

It turned out that the boy came and stabbed a sword. Bayi Chinese Network

Ye Hua couldn't care about the cold qi in his body, a sword qi had already caused such a big injury, if he stabbed the young man like this again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Dong Nanyan's most familiar sword light flashed in front of him, the long sword engraved with frost flowers was blocked by a simple long sword, Dong Nanyan's right hand changed to his left hand, and then he leaned over, thundered, and punched Ye Hua in the abdomen.

The body was already cold and cold, and the cold sword qi made him flow away the meridians of the aura as if frozen, becoming very blocked, every time he made a move, he felt that his body was indescribably uncomfortable, and the feeling of hot and cold made him unbearable, and now although Youcao blocked this blow, Dong Nanyan's punch completely made him lose his balance, and he rolled directly and was beaten to his knees.

Picking up the Youcao Sword left on the ground, Dong Nanyan threw it in front of Ye Hua, "Didn't you say that it was because of me that you became what you are now?" Now no one else has made a move, only you and me, you come to kill me." ”

At this moment, the long sword sword qi in Dong Nanyan's hand directly soared, and the Guigen Mountain seemed to have become a land of ice thorns, and countless ice thorns turned into sword qi slowly moved outward around the young man, as if they wanted to take root on the Guigen Mountain.

"Sister Lin, why do I feel that something is wrong?"

Dong Nanyan is in a very weird state now, cold and terrifying, not at all like the teenager she knows.

Could it be that he is not Dong Yanyan again?

The cold air here has blurred her vision, but with the woman's cultivation, everything is naturally not hidden in front of her.

The woman frowned and said, "That's not it, it's just that his mind seems to be guided by a long sword, which is like going mad." ”

If so, why is the sword called the supreme sword technique?

In addition to the rapid improvement of strength after cultivation, the mind of a person who cultivates into a sword must be very strong, because if the mind is not strong, then it is very likely to be guided by the emotions of the sword, and become distracted and go mad.

If the sword is not a sword, but a feeling, a state, and if the person holding the sword is mistaken by this feeling and cannot struggle out of the emotion, then the emotion on the sword will definitely affect his mind and make the emotion the dominant emotion.

Hearing what the woman said, Song Jieyi said anxiously: "Sister Lin, hurry up and think of a way." ”

Even if Dong Nanyan can kill Ye Hua across the border, if he goes mad because of this, it will really outweigh the losses.

Of course, the woman didn't want the teenager to do this, but if she took action and forcibly terminated the teenager's state, then it was likely to disturb his mind and cause harm to him.

"Miss, if you want not to hurt Dong Gongzi now, and can still get him out of this state, you can only rely on the people close to him to guide his emotions and help him change his mood. ”

"Who is close to him?", knowing the young man's life experience, how can he have any relatives?

Just when the girl was frowning, she was suddenly stunned.

Finding that Sister Lin was looking at her, Song Jieyi suddenly said, "Aren't I the person he is close to?"

The woman didn't dare to take this sentence, but it was indeed as Song Junyi said, if you really want to pick someone close to the young man, then it must be her own miss.

In the distance, Ye Hua, who had cultivated to recover into a Ling Void Realm, was painfully resisting the cold qi in his body, and at the same time, he had to be careful to watch out for Dong Yanyan, who was full of murderous intent towards him.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't deal with a Ling Xuan Realm but even a Ascending Realm, Ye Hua laughed at himself, merging with the demon barrier in his heart was already his last resort, there were already ice thorns entanglement in front of him, looking at the young man who was walking over with a sword, Ye Hua was ready to die.

"Since I'm standing there, you don't come to kill me, then I'll kill you instead!"

Dong Nanyan's cold voice sounded in Ye Hua's ears, the snow-white long sword had already appeared in the man's eyes, and just as he was gradually closing his eyes, someone shouted: "Dong Nanyan." ”

After waiting for a long time without feeling the pain of death, Ye Hua opened his eyes and found that a young girl appeared in front of him, grabbing Dong Nanyan's arm.

"Miss Song. ”

At the moment when Song Jieyi appeared, the cold on Dong Nanyan's face seemed to be a little less.

Soon, however, the boy took the girl's palm off his arm, "Get out of the way, don't stop me from killing him." ”

It doesn't matter if a person like Ye Hua dies or not, but if Dong Nanyan kills the man, this emotion may completely dominate the young man and make him go crazy.

Song Jieyi didn't want to see Dong Nanyan like this, so she couldn't let the young man take out this sword.

"Dong Nanyan, I'm not blocking you from killing him, but I think you need to be calm and calm, you put away your sword first, let's talk about it. ”

"Calm down?"

Dong Yanyan's words made Song Jieyi's heart sour.

"Miss Song, I'm already very cold, I don't need to calm down. ”

As soon as his eyes were raised, an ice thorn gently pushed Song Jieyi into the distance.

Dong Nanyan sneered at Ye Hua, and in the ice and snow, the long sword roared.

Whoop.

It was like the sound of ice and snow melting on a hot iron wall, and in front of the long sword, there was a cyan sword blocking Ye Hua's face, which was melting with a sigh.

also sent a sword like this, Song Jieyi said softly: "Dong is hard to say..."

"You want to save him?"

The expression on Dong Nanyan's face became even colder, "Get out of the way." ”

"I'm not trying to save him, I just want you to calm down, don't be induced by emotions, and be the real you. "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

How could the rain sword be compared to the sword formed by the fusion of the Frost Falling Sword and the Great Cold Sword, in the sound of dissolving, there was already a gap at the intersection of Song Junyi's rain sword and the long sword.

Dong Nanyan said coldly: "I'll say it again one last time, get out of the way." ”

Of course, the girl refused to let go, but as a result, the ice thorns around Dong Nanyan spread towards her, surrounding her and unable to move.

This time the long sword stabbed down, and just as it was about to touch Ye Hua's eyebrows, a girl in the distance Lihua ran to this side with tears in her eyes, crying: "Little uncle, keep people under the sword." ”

Hearing so much movement on Guigen Mountain, it was just that she was protected by the people that Ye Hua had arranged a long time ago, and Ye Zhi stayed in her house until Guigen Mountain became cold, and at the same time there was a sound of fighting outside, and the girl persuaded the two old women to run out.

As a result, when she arrived, she saw this scene, Ye Zhi cried and hugged Ye Hua who was struggling, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Now there is no need for Dong to kill, the man is already very painful, the cold in his body cannot be removed at all with his current realm, and the cold and burning sensation of hot and cold make him die and come back to life in pain.

"Uncle Junior, why did you kill my father, what is going on?"

Dong Yanyan, who was stopped by the girl, stopped, and said coldly to Ye Zhi, who was crying and didn't know what was going on here: "The last meeting is over, you dodge, don't stand in my way." ”

"Uncle Junior... What's wrong with you?"

Dong Nanyan at this moment gave her an extremely strange feeling, Ye Zhi had no doubt that the young man was going to stab a sword to kill his father, seeing that Dong Nanyan couldn't be convinced, Ye Zhi hurriedly went to help Ye Hua.

"Dad, I'll help you. Ye Hua, who was invaded by the cold, was worried that the girl would be infected by the cold when he touched him, so he avoided Ye Zhi's support and shouted: "Zhi'er, leave me alone, you go quickly, go away, stay away from him, after your father dies, you must take care of yourself." ”

"Daddy..."

Looking at Ye Hua and Ye Zhi, Dong Nanyan and the half-pierced long sword suddenly hovered.

This situation seemed to evoke his memories, and as Dong Nanyan's body trembled, the long sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and he saw the cold qi surging towards the young man.

Regardless of whether the sharp ice thorns would scratch the skin, some people pushed aside the thorns.

The cold light in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and just as Dong Yanyan's long sword had begun to stab downward, he collided with others.

Hugging Dong Yanyan tightly, the girl in Tsing Yi whispered in the young man's ear: "Don't be afraid of the cold, I'm here." ”