There is an emotion that can be ignored.

You can not care about heaven and earth,

You can not care about the wind and snow,

You can not care about the blade,

You can not care about everything,

So what is it?

There was a wind and snow between heaven and earth, and two people stood in the wind and snow.

One was holding a sword, and the other was stabbed in the chest by a sword.

Zhang Xuan laughed, that smile was extremely sincere, without the slightest trace of artificiality.

The young man crossed his fingers, holding the spirit sword that pierced his chest, no matter how thin its aura sprayed, no matter how sharp it was, he would never let go.

He dragged Zhang Xuan and retreated into the distance.

His hands were a blur of flesh and blood.

He found himself used to it, as if he was constantly injured like this.

Horror, but already bearable.

"Should I praise you for your infatuation, or should I say that you are not pure as a demon and still have human feelings?"

"I'm not a demon. ”

"Oh yes, you keep saying that, but you still have the black aura of demons on your body, and the smell of blood, don't say you made it yourself. ”

The boy pulled out the sword in his chest, bringing up a splash of blood, and he staggered back, all the strength seemed to spurt out of his body with the blood, and he could no longer stand on his feet, and fell to his knees.

"Tut-tut. ”

Zhang Xuan shook his head, not knowing what he was sighing.

He finally raised his sword again.

Zhang Tiansheng raised his eyes and stared at the sword, his eyes were bleeding, as if he wanted to remember how the sword fell, and seemed to still have a hope.

......

"Why did you fall so quickly? I thought it would take three days and three nights. ”

The man in the wind and snow muttered, with a lot of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Come back. He said again.

Thereupon......

The sword that circled the frost and snow raised its head from the ground.

No one was controlling it, and the man who could control it had fallen to his knees, no longer even having the strength to raise his hand.

It heard voices in the distance.

In the distance, it is not ten miles, not a hundred miles.

That's thousands of miles or even a hundred thousand miles away!

So it looked up and pointed at the man who had not slashed his sword.

Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a chill on his back, and Deng's hairs stood upside down!

Instinctively, he stopped his sword and looked back, but saw nothing.

So he raised his sword again, but the sword was out of his hand.

His sword never came off.

It seemed to be before the demon, with the excitement of the big resentment, his whole body trembled.

He bent down to pick up the sword, but found that he couldn't move.

He froze because he saw the horrible bloody hole in his chest.

There was also frost and snow around the blood cave, and the extreme cold of the moment froze his body numb, and the blood was frozen into ice ballast the moment it oozed.

More and more blood wants to pour outward, but more and more ice ballast is produced.

Zhang Xuan's body stiffened, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

Suddenly, he saw a light, like a silver thread, that broke through the wind and snow, and broke through the sky for an unknown distance.

"Yes...... Who?"

He opened his mouth in disbelief, and there was ice in his mouth, but the temperature of his mouth turned them into blood.

No one answered.

The black qi on the young man's body has receded, because if he continues to hold on, this body will collapse.

He was still on one knee with his head bowed.

"I ...... Won't die. Zhang Xuan used all his strength to regain his grip on the sword.

Due to his serious injuries, he had lost most of his contact with his spirit sword, and fell to the ground when he bent down to pick it up.

Lying on his stomach is undoubtedly the most convenient and relaxing posture for him now.

He was still reluctant to give up on killing the teenager opposite.

So he wriggled like a worm and crawled forward.

There was still a lot of frost and snow swirling in the sky, and the air was still as cold as ever.

Losing the protective body of the flowing true qi, Zhang Xuan soon fell into the same situation as Lin Qingjing, with slow blood flow and frozen joints.

So he threw out his sword with all his might.

The sword had its own spirituality, and flew straight towards the young man's head.

"You're not dead yet!" Zhang Xuan shouted with the last of his strength, laughing wildly as if he had returned to the light.

But in the next moment, his smile abruptly stopped, and his face was full of disbelief and pain.

"Impossible, impossible!" Zhang Xuan gulped blood, holding his hands on the ground, trying to get up.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it!

Why is this kid?

Why is he!

As a saint in the world, he personally dealt with a junior who had just built a foundation, and even used all his strength!

By the way, he's still a demon.

But he didn't kill him four times in a row!

Four times!

Zhang Xuan still couldn't get up in the end, he no longer had any extra strength, now he can only barely survive, but his heart is broken, if he is not treated in time, he will definitely die!

Why?

Why should you die with a junior who has built a foundation?

Beside the young man, the blue-silver fluorescent sword floated, dancing up and down, as if he was very happy, and kept scurrying around the young man's body.

The sword that had lost its power just now had been flapped away by it.

"Leave ...... Yuan!" Zhang Xuan's eyes widened, he had never been so surprised in his life, "Impossible...... How can you still have the strength!"

He was furious, roaring, and spurting blood from his mouth.

In the end, he still didn't come up in one breath and died.

The boy was still on his knees, unmoving.

In fact, he has lost consciousness, and Liyuan escaped by himself.

At the last moment, he didn't have any extra strength to mobilize the abyss.

The frost and snow dissipated much later.

Li Yuan has been surrounding Zhang Tiansheng's body, driving away frost and snow for him.

Zhang Tiansheng finally regained consciousness, but he still couldn't move.

The muscles of his whole body had been torn apart, and the power of that black qi was too great, no, not only the black qi, but also the power of the blood array that had been absorbed at that time.

This power can easily destroy his body, even if it is as powerful as the "mosquito leg" in the mouth of the Demon Venerable, with his current body, it is difficult to hold on.

Fortunately, the Book of Heaven and Man that Fang Tiangang gave him seemed to be of great help to strengthen his body, otherwise he would really be torn apart by this force.

"Damn, next time you pit me like this, you won't want to come out to breathe again!" Zhang Tiansheng said viciously in his heart.

"Pit you? It's not me, you're dead, and I'm still cheating you! You and that fortune teller have teamed up to wipe me out, but I have repeatedly saved your life at the moment of your life and death.

"Hmph, if you are honest and don't come out at every turn, I may be able to consider sparing your dog's life. ”

"I'll come out again and again to save your life, and you say I'm going to be a too, okay, next time you'll fend for yourself, and I won't come out again!"

"Hey, watch out. ”

......

"Report to ——! sect master!" a person rushed in from outside the hall and fell to the ground, his face full of grief.

"What's the matter?"

"Elder Zhang Xuan's spirit tablet...... Shattered!" the man prostrated and buried his face in the ground.

"How is that possible!"

"It's true. ”

The man took out two wooden tablets from his bosom and laid them on the ground.

The Streamer Sect Master stared at the brand that had been split in half, as if he wanted to see through it, as if he wanted to stare at him very much!

"Ah——! who is it!" he roared up to the sky, his anger pierced through the dome of the main hall of the Streamer Light Sect, and hit the sky, "Check it for me, find out until you find the murderer!"

"Yes!" the man retreated.

The Streamer Sect Master trembled his hands, he knew what Zhang Xuan was doing, but there could not be any danger.

Don't...... Did he do something out of the ordinary on his own initiative, and was killed by the hidden figure behind that kid?

But why?

Why didn't even send a distress signal?

Is the opponent so strong?

Considering the known powers in the world, I am afraid that there are really not many people who can have such means.

Could it be that some hermit has come out of the mountain?

He didn't know.

He didn't want to guess.

His anger burned with rage, and his blood was about to burn.

He was restless and unsettled.

......

There is an emotion that can be ignored.

You can not care about the pain,

You can not care about the cold,

You can not care about life and death,

You can not care about everything,

So what is it?

The boy finally managed to walk to the girl who was still lying in the snow.

Eventually, I can't take a step forward.

He cautiously,

Carefully lay on the girl's body.

His body is hot and can last for a long time, and he can pass that temperature on to her.

He couldn't feel her breathing, he couldn't feel her heartbeat.

So he was scared, scared.

He gradually lost his mind and fell into darkness.