The wind whistled in his ears, and after this sword roar, it seemed that no other movement could be heard between heaven and earth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The bright red blood on the snow was so dazzling. Rui Duwei's face was already pale. How long has it been, how long has it been since no one dared to kill someone in Hokyung. It's been so long that he, the guard, has almost forgotten how to draw a sword and how to defend against the enemy. In the past, except for the occasional spell to heat the wine and illuminate the light, it seems that all the spells in this body have been wasted.

At this moment, he didn't even see the direction of the sword.

There were nearly 100 guards near and far, but there was not even a single one with a weapon. The old guard took a diagonal step and stood in front of Rui Duwei. Holding a sword in his right hand, he secretly crushed the jade talisman for help behind his back.

In the direction of the city gate, there was a figure like snow, so dazzling, so dazzling. The wind and snow in the sky seemed to be taken away by his spirit at this moment, and it was at this moment that the wind and snow stopped.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at him, step by step from the blood-soaked city gate. The clothes that looked like snow were like the eternal ice and snow between heaven and earth. In this already cold world, everyone's hearts have been lowered to the freezing point.

The contrast between the snow and the blood on the ground is stark, and the sunlight exposed at this moment is so dazzling on the snow. No one could see his face, but the arrogant snowcoat left an imprint on everyone's hearts. The cold and piercing breath invaded the lungs, and it seemed that even breathing became a luxury.

Lao Wei's face changed greatly, and the more than 100 sergeants were unconsciously infected by the breath of the snow-clothed man, everyone's face was pale, and their teeth chattered, and gradually, some of the low-strength sergeants spread ice chips from their fingertips and toes.

Lao Wei fiercely used his strength and shouted: "Array!"

Puff puff was abruptly interrupted by the influence of the Nine Heavens god-like figure. Almost all the sergeants spurted out a mouthful of blood. Most of them collapsed to the ground, and hundreds of soldiers were almost wiped out.

With his shouting, the remaining dozen or so sergeants formed the simplest circle around Ruiduwei. At the same time, the major battalions in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the city sounded the sound of piercing horns, and people were boiling and neighing in all directions. One after another, figures in crimson leather armor converged here from all directions. It was the Tanglin Guard who guarded the tomb of the king and protected the inner and outer cities.

Such momentum shook the snow on the roof and flew upside down. But the snow-clothed man in the midst of this thousands of troops seemed to be unaware. Such a mighty army, in his eyes, it seems that he is just a local chicken, tile dog, and even those imposing Donglin guards, he didn't look at the first half of it.

Lao Wei's hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily, and an unrivaled feeling welled up in his heart. For the first time, I knew that someone could actually cultivate sword intent to such a state. That's just the most ordinary sword intent, the sword intent that can be released by a warlock who has learned a few swordsmanship, but in this person who is like a god and a demon, it is so high-minded, and he feels unmatched.

This Tanglin Guard, who has already surrounded the East Gate, and the army that is rushing in the distance, cannot bring a sense of security to the old guard. Lao Wei just wanted to remind the arrived Tanglin Wei that this person was terrible.

Before that, the snow-clothed man laughed loudly and drew his sword. A shocking light swept out, without any fancy light, and the dazzling aura of its sword qi had already surpassed the sunlight refracted by the snow.

His figure, like flying snow, swept down in a hurry, but had the feeling of dancing softly. Such a difference in senses almost made the old guard vomit blood uncomfortably.

That indomitable sword intent, even though there were thousands of troops in front of him, he had no intention of retreating!

"Ji Yan, it is rumored in the world that you are the strongest in the world. You have the magic of magic, and I have the sharpness of the palm. Today, I don't know if the benefits in my hands are stronger, or the power of your bloodline spells is better!"

The voice is curling, and the sword has arrived.

At this point, only this sword is left in heaven and earth.