Chapter 3: The Good Sword

Fei Chang couldn't laugh anymore.

The heavy snow that filled Lianyun Mountain, with that man as the center, surged up in an instant.

One after another, big demons rushed to Lianyun Mountain.

The Jiupin Great Demon, the moment he stepped on the Lianyun Mountain Range, he sensed the surging snow in the mountains here.

That's sword intent.

The thin, pale, sickly young man slowly stood up and gently dusted off his thin light coat, so that the snow slipped off his shoulders, and half of his shirt slid down his shoulder blades, revealing his streamlined and feminine collarbones.

Layer after layer of sword intent rolled around him, sweeping out an extremely pure dust-free place within his three feet.

The long snow-white hair swayed with the sword qi, and after shattering the snow foam, it revealed a black color as clean as the man's pupils.

This is a very young man, with a very soft face, even if his body does not look very good, there is still a faint smile on his face.

The sword intent only spread for a moment, and the roar of snow qi in the entire Lianyun Mountain was only for a moment, so short that it made people feel that it was just an illusion.

Everything has returned to calm.

The young man didn't have a trace of Yuan Force fluctuations, he looked like he was just an ordinary ordinary person, and his sick and pale face made people feel that he was a weak character.

Only Fei Chang witnessed this scene.

He looked at the sick young man in a daze, and after the silence of the entire snow-capped mountain, there was already a three-foot extremely pure space around him.

The man did not wear a sword, except for the thin light coat, only half of a white cool wooden bun tied to the black hair.

When you stand up, the sword intent roars, and when you stand up, the world is silent.

He must be the most terrifying swordsman in the world.

When he witnessed the entire Lianyun Snow Mountain roaring as the man stood up, Fei Chang began to regret that he had sent the message.

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Half of the chess palace was dispatched, just to bring the Xuanwu who had fled back from the defeat in Luoyang back to the eight-foot mountain.

At this moment, there are nearly a dozen of the Nine Rank Great Demons rushing to Lianyun Mountain.

In Fei Chang's cognition, more than a dozen nine-rank demons were in unison, whether it was a group attack or a wheel battle, it was impossible for a human cultivator who had not entered the Grandmaster to match.

And the monstrous demonic aura was surging towards Lianyun Mountain, and it was impossible for this young man not to notice it.

The demon clan is the master of the Northern Plains of Western Xinjiang, and those few people on the eight-foot mountain of the Chess Palace are so fierce that they have never allowed a human cultivator to spread wild in the territory of the Chess Palace in the Northern Plains of Western Xinjiang.

And this time the demon clan action, an unprecedented half of the chess palace poured out, and it was almost arrogant to hand the knife out, whether it was Da Wei Sen Luo Dao or a few royal courts in the Northern Plains, it was impossible for anyone's hand to reach over.

Reach out and you'll be chopped off.

Behind the silence of the old demons on the top of the eight-foot mountain, there was a mutual understanding that the little King Kong physique was already a treasure, but compared to the inheritance contained in the body of the Xuanwu host, it was just a small thing.

Therefore, Fei Chang is more willing to believe that this sick young man just strayed into Lianyun Mountain, and even met this Xuanwu body by mistake.

And when he stood up, he had no intention of leaving.

His face was gentle and smiling, but his eyes were calm to the point of almost indifference, always resting on the massive body in the pit.

Fei Chang suddenly thought of a possibility.

This man has no intention of leaving at all.

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Li Changge looked at the giant beast in the pit.

The eyes are as dark as the stars, the hideous and ugly facial features, the thorn-like iron thorns, and the blue and white back.

Although it was extremely desolate at the moment, the monstrous demonic aura still made people see this burly demon beast like a mountain at a glance.

Xuanwu is undoubted.

Senior Brother Fengxue Yincheng's heart was a little complicated.

He silently closed his eyes, his brow furrowed slightly.

One and two breaths, followed by three and four, swarmed together, and the number of demon clans on the northern plains, which was not huge, was surging towards Lianyun Mountain at this moment.

Li Changge's side was as if he had been hit by a boulder, and a large pool of snow exploded in an instant, and then the mist was swept away by a huge force, and a huge mammoth that didn't even bother to transform into a human body appeared in the vast snow mist, and two snow-white tusks were raised, and he looked at the humble young human cultivator at his feet.

The figure of this mammoth was almost one-third of the Xuanwu in the pit, and it fell in front of Li Changge, like a huge mountain, covering the sky and the sun.

There was a loud sound of hitting the snow one after another.

The appearance of these nine-rank demons is quite pompous, not far from the foot of the eight-foot mountain of the Chess Palace, headless flies like a crash in the huge northern plains, and finally came to Lianyun Mountain, and sensed the breath of human cultivators from afar.

Is it an uninteresting Senluo Dao spy, or a grassland barbarian who wants to intervene in his head?

When they landed beside Li Changge, they saw clearly that this was just a sick young man, and the cultivation years were probably only about twenty years, jokingly thinking that this was probably a poor human who had accidentally stepped on the "big shit luck".

Thirteen nine-headed demons, some of them turned into human bodies, and some of the fierce ones were too lazy to incarnate, and they directly showed the public with their demon bodies, revealing their fierce appearances.

The thirteen-headed demons, except for Fei Chang, arrived at different times before and after, but at this moment, they surrounded the young human cultivator with a tacit understanding.

Since Fei often landed on Lianyun Mountain, after standing on his feet, he never moved a step.

He watched as the twelve nine-rank demons surrounded the human swordsman, and he was more than ten meters away.

In the wrong box.

Fei Chang was very tempted to move his pace.

But he couldn't.

You can't even take a step back.

He could only stand in place, his face was stunned, and he looked numbly at the twelve nine-rank demons who couldn't hide their fierce appearance and were not much different from their own cultivation.

The chess palace is already intrigued, so they are demons with each other, but they have no sympathy.

Fei Chang's mind turned over and over again the scene of the man standing up and the entire Lianyun Mountain exploding.

So he looked at these monsters as if he had seen a skeleton.

The only thing he wondered was that the man, why didn't he do it?

The twelve-headed demon did not directly kill people, but surrounded the thin man with great interest, wanting to see his shocked expression after opening his eyes.

The young man in the shadows still had his eyes closed, as if pondering an incomprehensible question.

Li Changge was indeed thinking about a question.

Master said that he was too kind.

The little junior sister also said that she was too kind.

He closed his eyes tightly, thinking about what happened after he went south.

Thousands of miles to encircle themselves, and what obstructs them in every possible way is the chess palace.

The assassination of the little junior sister in Fengting City is also the Chess Palace.

Luoyang City seriously injured the little junior sister, or the chess palace.

Li Changge closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that he had endured the chess palace three times, but in exchange for three knives that were heavier than the previous one.

He looked up slowly.

The twelve-headed demon didn't see the stunned look he imagined.

The young man asked flatly, "Am I too kind?"