"Hah!"

The old man sneered contemptuously, and continued to walk towards the valley.

Feng Li'er swung his arm, and the sword broke away from his fingers, and stabbed at the old man's back rapidly.

The sword is blunt, three points and seven points are allowed, and the old man does not turn his head, and a circle of red light appears on his chest for no reason.

The red light sank into the ground from Xia Wenlong's chest to his legs, and the air around him was tight, and the sword fell weakly into the snow.

Seeing that the sword was useless, Feng Li'er opened her ten fingers, and the Dao sword qi burst out from her fingertips, just now she had already tried out that the old man's strength was extraordinary, and there was no need to be merciful when she made a move.

The old man heard the sneering behind him, but his steps were still unhurried, and when Feng Li'er's sword finger was able to stab his back, the old man suddenly turned around.

The old man turned around like a dragon looking back, and suddenly faced Feng Li'er head-on, and at the same time, the qi machine instantly opened, penetrating Feng Li'er's weakness, and Feng Li'er looked panicked.

Feng Li'er was in a hurry, and all the loopholes were presented in the eyes of the old man, and ordinary people had to be frightened back.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and the phoenix key is not the most perfect martial arts, but very few people can capture the weaknesses of the evil phoenix lord, precisely because the evil phoenix lord is good at making up for the shortcomings quickly.

Feng Li'er's sword fingers swung at great speed, kept stirring, and took advantage of the momentum to fly over the old man's head, blocking his way to get the knife.

The old man was also quite surprised by Feng Li'er's reaction.

Feng Li'er's fingers were like the wind, and she stabbed out hundreds of sword qi in a row, and these sword qi were arranged behind her into two illusory and gorgeous sword wings.

In the face of such a trick, the old man finally made a move, only to see the old man's left palm and right palm pushed forward, and the wind was just right.

Of course, the power of the trick doesn't stop there, Kazekasa

The old man's left palm is swinging open, and the posture is natural, and it is formed around the body.

The sword is pneumatic into a soldier, quiet and feathered, elusive, and the old man flies with his palms to deal with it freely.

The old man remained unmoved in the shroud of sword qi, until the two wings of the sword phoenix were about to merge, and quickly condensed into a green dragon with teeth and claws.

The dragon's head was overshadowed, and it was a little heavier on the phoenix, and the blazing sword phoenix was forcibly interrupted, and Feng Li'er's chest was slightly sluggish, and he took several steps back in a row.

Expecting the enemy to take the lead and slowing down with force, the strength of the old man shocked Feng Li'er.

And from the beginning, there was a feeling of being spied on, and my intuition told me that the reason why the old man could accurately grasp her actions was because of this.

This kind of scene seems familiar, and Kazeka'er has also felt this feeling of being watched in Mr. Gomian's sword domain, as if all the moves have been known by the opponent in advance.

Could it be that this nameless old man and the famous sword are the same level?

It seems that the ordinary means of attack are just in vain, Feng Li'er's face turned cold, his hands were folded, the sword wings behind his back were chaotic, and at the same time, he shouted softly:

"It will be empty!"

There is no earth-shattering momentum, the sword wings behind Feng Li'er are just a fan, and Feng Li'er's figure disappears completely.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and seemed quite surprised by Feng Li'er's martial arts, with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes, looking ahead, and his expression thoughtful.

It is the phoenix's confidence in strength, and this piece of heaven and earth is vaguely infected, including the nameless old man.

The corners of the old man's mouth rose, his hands were reached, and he was connected, his big sleeves were rolled, and the snow was flying.

The wind and snow were fast, the wind and snow couldn't, the old man finally took a step, and then a sword mark swept over the place where the old man had just stood.

The two of them shuttled through the flying snow, and the same snow on their bodies did not get wet, one relied on the speed of the body, the other was profound, full of flexibility, although the snowflakes were light, they were still bounced away.

The wind is condensed, and the old man is forced.

With the two of them, the pressure came, forming a mass, only to see that it broke like a mirror, and two red lights came out of it.

The old man was still calm, but Feng Li'er was shocked and withdrew from the valley.

The old man shook off the wind and lightly climbed to the top of the thousand-layer peak, and at this time forcibly took off the pardon knife and looked at it carefully, the color was addicted, and he was obviously a person who loved knives.

Shocked and angry, Feng Li'er asked:

"Who are you?"

The old man smiled "hehe", but there was no smile on his face, staring at Feng Li'er, Feng Li'er looked innocent, really, and said:

"You can call me Xia Wenlong. ”

Xia Wenlong? This name is very familiar, and the former lord of Baiyang Kingdom is also called Xia Wenlong, and in the classics in the library pavilion, you must not be an enemy of this person.

I heard that the protector beast of Baiyang Kingdom was Xia Wenlong's best friend, and when the red man almost killed him in the drunken desert, Xia Wenlong must have hated it to the bone.

What's more, a few days ago, the Shijing Dynasty had just repelled the dragoons of the Baiyang Kingdom.

The two were far away from each other, and they didn't expect to meet on the Arctic Island.

At this time, Xia Wenlong seemed to be admiring Feng Li'er's embarrassment.

There is only one move of the evil phoenix master, how could Xia Wenlong not know, after reporting his name, he saw Feng Li'er put away his moves, and then said:

"It's just some juniors fighting, I've long since quit the fight, and I won't care about it. ”

Although Feng Li'er did not have much experience in entering the WTO, he also knew that he could not go up to entangle at this time, and watched the old man drift down.

can make the craftsman admire, and the one who forgives the emperor's knife is the most.

Although the imperial soldiers are amazing, it is a pity that the fly in the ointment is a little lacking, and the sword shape is hesitant in his hand, Xia Wenlong also has a rough understanding, and he can see at a glance that Feng Li'er is reshaping the sword shape.

And it's all contained there, it just needs to be excited, and the small tripod in front of you can.

After pondering for a long time, Xia Wenlong raised his hand and threw the Amnesty Emperor Sword into the sky, and the Amnesty Emperor Knife turned into red lightning and flew up to the peak, falling back into the Cangmei Ding.

The imperial sword entered the peak, Xia Wenlong stretched out two palms and inserted them into the bottom of the peak, and his power turned into surging flames, gushing out from the palm of his hand.

Huo Yuan was constantly entering the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, and Xia Wenlong's arrogance rose wildly at this time, similar to the Fire Man, and Feng Li'er was speechless on the side.

She could have done this in other places, but the Arctic Island was extremely frozen, and she was very reluctant to release a wisp of phoenix fire, and it took seven hundred and forty-nine days to gather the ice flame needed for Cangmei Baoding.

Xia Wenlong almost ignored the strong pressure and freezing natural environment here, and the gap between the two cultivators was really not a star and a half.

I saw that the flames that penetrated the sky and the earth were burning on the ice field, I am afraid that no one would dare to believe it, because this is the coldest place on the entire continent, and usually cultivators can hardly even leave the true yuan.

After half an hour, the flame withdrew from the mountainside and became similar to a furnace, and the Forgiveness Sword sank into the mountainside along with Baoding.

Xia Wenlong sensed that some changes had occurred in Cang Meiding, which was in the belly of the peak.

In the Baoding, the Emperor began to operate according to the pre-design of the craftsman.

At this time, Xia Wenlong's dragon robe, the momentum of the crazy growth was exposed.

Feng Li'er didn't know what the significance of Xia Wenlong's move was, no matter how much it was, it would be useless, so she had to clench her fists with both hands.

Seeing that Feng Li'er was still paying attention to his every move, Xia Wenlong said coldly:

"No one can stop what I want, what can you do?"

As soon as Xia Wenlong finished speaking, Feng Li'er turned his head to look.

It turned out to be connected to Feng Li'er's mind, and at this time, after the accumulation of the Thousand Layer Peak, there was dissolution, and the speed of the Emperor into a sword suddenly accelerated several times.

Xia Wenlong also discovered the strange changes, and let out a "huh", with a little surprise in his surprise, he went up again.

Feng Li'er looked up and saw the peak, with no place to focus, while Xia Wenlong was relaxed and his figure was standing.

The left half of the body, the right half of the body follow, there is no law on the left and right, or the left and right bodies are in two laws.

Feng Li'er instantly remembered what the craftsman had mentioned, and the scene in front of him, Xia Wenlong was there, and he realized.

The lowest level of comprehension of the heavenly traces is required, and Xia Wenlong's realm has indeed surpassed the ten-turn realm.

Feng Li'er lowered her head, looked through, and saw clearly.

After a month of hard training, it is better to have a streamer in a flash, Xia Wenlong's surging skill successfully stimulated the accumulated time frozen under the snow peak, and the Emperor Pardon Sword took shape at a visible speed.

Hearing only the sound of a sword that penetrated the sky, the Emperor of Pardon broke through the snow from the top of the snow-capped mountain, carrying a streamer in his tail, and flew freely in the air.

Feng Li'er and the Emperor of Forgiveness were connected, so he stretched out his hand, and the long dragon froze in mid-air with the tip of the sword pointing downward, and then slowly fell.

The sword model of the craftsman god for the emperor is famous, and it is called Zhilan.

Feng Li'er took it in his hand and took a closer look, only to see that the long sword body retained part of the imperial sword, and there were some arcs in the straightness, and the eight-point sword silently confided in the two-point sword madness.

The red light on the surface of the sword body has faded a lot, presumably because it has absorbed the power of the years, the color is dark and gloomy, black and dull, sucking ice and drinking snow, ancient and new.

From now on, it will be called the Forgiveness Sword, and the shape of the Forgiveness Sword will not fit with the Killing Heart fold after it changes, which means that it must be carried on its back from now on.