Xia Xuehan frowned slightly, depressed, this is the only feeling he has when he faces the person in the shadows at the moment, the person in this world who can make him feel this way, except for those unfathomable antiques hidden in the mountains, I am afraid that there will be no three people in the world.

The sword in Yun Yifan's hand shook slightly, and let out a slight wail, Qing Feng had not drunk blood for a long time, and today he met two peerless masters one after another, so he naturally couldn't hide his excitement.

"Two sons, this Cutting Pagoda is not a place for martial arts and swords, please move somewhere else!" A hoarse voice came from the shadows, and even masters like Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan could hardly tell where that person was.

Xia Xuehan hugged his sword and arched his hand: "Senior Mingjian, Xuehan is only here to see the people in the tower, he really has no other intentions, please be accommodating!"

"There is no emperor's holy decree, please forgive the old man for not being able to make his own opinions, and please forgive the prince of Xuehan for his sins, and forgive me for not sending it far!" The man in the darkness was still hoarse, mixed with a hint of coldness, and mercilessly issued an eviction order.

"In this case, then Xue Han is rude!" A trace of white internal force seemed to be about to materialize, lingering around Xia Xuehan's body, and the air seemed to be about to freeze.

"Boom la la ......"

A heavy chain sound came from the darkness, like the black and white impermanence from the Nine Ghost Mansions, holding the Nether Iron Rope to ask for people's souls.

In the next moment, the sword light of the tear-stained sword had already sprayed towards the dark place, and the incomparable sword light was like the letter of the spirit snake, and it was forced over in just a few shakes.

Quiet, deathly still.

The sword light seemed to shoot into a bottomless black hole, and there was not even a trace of breath overflowing, Xia Xuehan's sword qi was so strong that it could tear three or five big men to pieces. It just disappeared, as if it had never been seen before.

At this moment, not only Xia Xuehan, but even Yun Yifan was stunned, there was such a master under the Emperor of Liao, was this to give him a warning?

The sword light flew across the abyss, and Xia Xuehan's whole person rushed towards the dark corner. It's not that he is reckless, but he firmly believes that there are not many people in this world who can hurt him.

"Dang!"

Along with this crisp sound, there was also a series of sparks, like the thunderous lightning when the heavens and the earth were opened, dazzling people's eyes. Through the faint light, Yun Yifan vaguely saw a withered old man, his body was densely wrapped with black and shiny iron chains, his clothes were tattered, but the hand holding the iron chain was powerful.

When Yun Yifan looked at him, his eagle-like sharp gaze was also projected, and Yun Yifan's heart was inexplicably cold, as if he was facing a judgment from the ancient wilderness.

It was just an old man in his last years, and he was still bound by heavy iron chains, but just one look made the peerless Yun Yifan frightened, what kind of ferocity must this have?

All of this was just a matter of a moment, the white shadow flickered, and the summer snow was cold like a late autumn leaf, flying out lightly. Falling on the corner of the eaves adjacent to Yun Yifan, the hand holding the tear-stained sword trembled a little, and his delicate cheeks turned a little pale.

"I had only heard that the emperor had a ghost seven under him, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, so you can't get any cheap!" Yun Yifan frowned slightly, seeing that the enemy of life and death was frustrated, but he couldn't give birth to a trace of joy, Emperor Yuanzong was not only to protect Nanmengying, but also to hint at him, asking him not to act rashly!

Xia Xuehan was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "He's very powerful, so powerful that he doesn't seem to belong to this world!"

The corners of Yun Yifan's mouth twitched, his face became more solemn, and he asked, "You and I join forces, how sure are you that you will kill him?"

When Xia Xuehan heard him say this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but soon realized that he never did anything that was not beneficial, this time it was just to get rid of a big enemy for himself.

"No more than fifty percent!"

Just these few simple words, if others hear it, they don't know how to be surprised. Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan, no matter which of the two goes out, they have the ability to disrupt the world, and no matter which one's martial arts are the top in the world.

With such two flawless people joining forces, the odds of winning can't even exceed fifty percent, and the strength of the opponent is unimaginable even if ordinary people spend their lives.

The two peerless young men, one black and one white, did not hesitate at all, just glanced at each other and understood. Xia Xuehan just wanted to take Nan Mengying away, and Yun Yifan just wanted to get half of the world, and the rivals of life and death with their own thoughts actually joined forces at this moment.

Yun Yifan's back is infinitely lonely, is he really just doing this for half of the world?

The reason why he feels lonely is not that no one cares, but that the person he cares about doesn't care.

The two figures were like meteors and lightning, sweeping towards the dark place, and the qi around the two of them turned into two dragons, one black and one white, and the two dragons were coiled, yin and yang for each other. A dragon roar spread to every corner of Shangjing, and the flying figure seemed to tear the entire heavens.

The ghost seven hidden in the darkness also moved at this time, and the sound of the iron chains became urgent, and the two iron chains seemed to be mixed with the breath of the opening of the heavens and the earth.

A sword stirred the sky full of stars, and a sword flipped the rivers, lakes and seas, only to meet the flying chains.

With a "bang", the sparks flashed, and the overflowing internal force shook the bell at the corner of the eaves to "ding".

Two iron chains shot across the ancient flood and desolation, infinitely sad, making people unable to have a trace of resistance. An iron chain was drawn towards Xia Xuehan's shoulder, and with the fierce wind, Xia Xuehan concentrated his energy, like a hundred rivers converging the sea, attracting the true qi of all directions to slash towards the iron chain.

"Dang!"

There was a loud bang, and the thick snow on the slashing tower rolled down, as if an avalanche had fallen, and the bells at the corner of the eaves kept shaking, as if they were about to break free from the thin line and fly out.

It was Xia Xuehan who struck with all his strength to withstand this whip, but Xia Xuehan was also pulled out five or six feet away, like an arrow off the string, and he couldn't stop at all.

Thousands of miles away, his figure as white as plain snow only clicked on the snowflakes falling in the air, he was lighter than the snowflakes, and he stabilized his body in just one moment, and floated towards the Cutting Edge Tower.

On the other side, Yun Yifan was also entangled in an iron chain and couldn't get out, and the feathered sword saw sparks everywhere, and the internal force shook the entire tower, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

It seems that the blade of a divine weapon like the Feather Sword can't cut through an iron chain, not only because the chain is made of special material, but also because the old man named Ghost Seven has instilled his infinite internal force in it.

One person controls two chains against two peerless masters, and he can still play with ease and take the initiative, not to mention the ancient and modern masters, this kind of master is almost the same!

"Bang!" With a hard touch, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yun Yifan's mouth, and his internal organs were shocked. The old man was also uncomfortable, he could clearly feel that his breathing was already a little disordered, and after Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan were both injured, he didn't even take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan stood side by side, panting heavily, it was unimaginable that the two of them could become so embarrassed at the same time. Today it really happened, and they were convinced, the other party did not have a trace of opportunism, and it was completely with their unfathomable martial arts that frustrated the two.

"Appeal ......"

A sharp howl pierced the sky, and at this moment the whole world fell silent, just like the king of heaven went out on patrol, and after clearing the scene, all living beings bowed to him, waiting for him to speak.

Under the Cutting Tower, I don't know when, there was already a middle-aged man wearing a purple cloak, he was tall and burly, and his body exuded a transcendent temperament. He raised his head and quietly looked at the Chopping Tower, the black and white young man on the tower, and the lonely woman in the tower who was as lonely as a peach blossom in late spring.

That person is Emperor Yuanzong of the Liao State, he has a little more vicissitudes than usual, after his long howl just now, Ghost Qi completely concealed his breath, and then he couldn't find it.

Yun Yifan frowned slightly, and with a few wisps of cold wind in the corners of his robe, he flew down the tower, landed a few steps in front of Emperor Yuanzong, and arched his hand: "Chen Yun Yifan visited His Majesty, but he was not welcomed from afar, and he hoped to forgive his sins!"

Emperor Yuanzong finally turned his gaze to Yun Yifan and said, "Aiqing thinks that the people under me are still eye-catching?" There was a hint of pride and ridicule in his words.

Yun Yifan was stunned for a moment, and a sneer broke in his heart, as expected, "The emperor's subordinates are as good as clouds, and the ministers sigh to themselves!"

"I just asked him to protect Meng'er here, those people with ulterior motives in the province are not good for Meng'er, and now that I know that she is safe and sound, I am also relieved, Ghost Seven, it's time to go back to the place where he came!" Emperor Yuanzong raised his head, looked at the lonely tower, and the motionless white-clothed young man at the corner of the spire, and said lightly.

"Is the emperor really willing?" Yun Yifan only said this, without a trace of waves.

Emperor Yuanzong pulled the cloak on his body and said, "There is nothing to be reluctant to, as long as the people around you are safe and sound, and you keep those sharp weapons that hurt people by your side, you will hurt yourself after all." Besides, Meng'er already has a man who is enough to protect her. I've protected her for eighteen years, and it's time to hand her over to another man!"

"Hahaha......" Yun Yifan didn't speak, just laughed unscrupulously, and even tears flew out of the corners of his eyes, where is there still a little bit of grace and luxury in the past.

"Yikes!"

The feather in his hand slashed through a few zhang long and slashed towards the ground, and the extremely hard granite ground was cut out of a crack more than ten zhang long, enough to accommodate a person.

Without a word, Yun Yifan held the feather sword obliquely, staggered past Emperor Yuanzong, and left step by step, each step seemed to exhaust all his strength. That man got her, he got half of the world, what a ridiculous ending, if possible, he could do without anything, as long as her, but now he can only watch her happy in the arms of others.

If the encounter is the arrangement of fate, it is an inevitable choice to become a stranger, and such an ending is something that he and she cannot control.

Xia Xue's cold eyes flew to Yun Yifan's back, and for the first time, she felt that this man who was regarded as the enemy of life and death was so desolate and pitiful.

A palm was slapped, this time no one stopped him, the wooden window lattice was smashed by him, and the first thing he saw was the peerless beauty in white clothes, her sideburns were a little messy, but the joy between her eyebrows could not be suppressed.

"Are you a pig?"

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