In the face of this person, there is a deep powerlessness, as if no matter how strong he is, this person will always be like a mountain that supports the sky, lying above his head, no matter how hard he tries and pushes him, he will not move at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And over the years, that powerlessness has lingered in his heart many times.

Every time I hear the news of the person in front of me, that powerlessness will become stronger.

If it weren't for the firmness of his heart and the firmness of his sword, he would have been completely defeated by that powerlessness!

But in the end, he was not defeated, and that powerlessness became his opponent at all times, inspiring and pressing him to become stronger and stronger.

This person is naturally the person he wants to face the most, not seeking victory or defeat, not seeking life and death.

Just to make a sword, and completely prove yourself, to crush that powerlessness.

Finally, he came here, facing the person in front of him, he was finally able to stab the sword that he had been thinking about for more than ten years.

The footsteps in the void became more and more firm, and there were more and more snowflakes around, each snowflake was cold and piercing, and it seemed to carry a layer of cold and sharp sword intent.

"Hey!" In the distance, Lu Xiaofeng clenched his fists, a little surprised, a little helpless, and a little sad.

Because he saw in Simon blowing snow, a fearless will to die and die.

The others also saw it! They all understood that Simon Fuxue was ready to stab this sword with his life.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to stop it, but he knew that if he stopped it, Ximen Fuxue would slash at him with a sword.

"Whew!"

The cold wind blew, the snowflakes fluttered, and in just a few breaths, the snow blowing at the West Gate had already walked a hundred meters, and the all-pervasive cold was going to the east undefeated.

Standing in front of the throne, the power in the palm of his hand gradually disappeared, and Dongfang Undefeated watched Ximen blowing snow, and a trace of appreciation flashed like lightning.

"Not bad. A faint voice sounded, seemingly unaffected by the coldness.

Ximen Blowing Snow didn't react, although being able to get a praise from Dongfang for being undefeated is what countless people in the world dream of, but what he cares more about is the next sword.

Finally, he stopped, about a hundred meters away from the undefeated East.

Time seemed to have stopped! Except for the collision between the Golden Snake King and Qiao Feng in the distance, everyone could even hear their own breathing clearly, and all eyes were focused on the two people above the Black Wood Cliff.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was an imperceptible sound of drawing the sword, and in an instant, the stone broke through the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and a sword light exuded an incomparable cold and cold glow, and the fierceness rose, like thunder and lightning, and stabbed directly into the east in the fluttering snowflakes.

The moment the cold sword light appeared, it immediately froze countless gazes looking at it, and the faces of many great masters changed.

It's so powerful...... It's so strong!

Among the great grandmasters on the scene, the vast majority of them felt ashamed in their hearts, and they couldn't take this sword.

Ximen Fuxue held the sword in his right hand, and he had exhausted every trace of strength in his body, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure.

He was sure that this was his most perfect sword, no, it should be a sword that surpassed the peak, and he was very satisfied.

But what made him dissatisfied was that his goal was undefeated, but he always looked indifferent and disdainful, which made his strength stronger.

The distance of 100 meters is not close, but under the incomparably fast sword light, almost in the blink of an eye, he is in front of Dongfang Undefeated,

At this time, Dongfang Undefeated was still indifferent, and looked at the earth-shattering sword lightly, as if he was watching a clown jumping beam.

It wasn't until the tip of the sword reached an inch in front of him that the right hand was raised unhurriedly, stretched out two fingers, and calmly squeezed the tip of the sword, which was visible to almost everyone who was slow.

Countless people could already imagine the sword inserted into their chests, but just right, those two fingers just caught the front of the sword light.

Suddenly, time and space seemed to stand still, and all the pictures stopped at those two fingers.

"What a strong force!"

"If you don't have a sword, I'm afraid that no one in the Tianxuan Realm is his opponent?"

"Splitting the Heavens Divine Palm!

"What a powerful physical strength! I wonder who is better than mine?" Meng Chixing's eyes shot a stream of essence.

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Many Great Grandmasters were shocked, and the remaining fourteen Great Grandmasters were even more dignified.

And Ximen Fuxue's face had already changed slightly, he only felt the sword in his hand, and suddenly encountered an incomparably powerful force, imprisoning the sword.

"The sword is good, but the strength is a little worse. Dongfang Undefeated glanced at Ximen Fuxue indifferently and said indifferently.

For him, who was at the peak of the first layer of the Heaven Splitting God Palm, Ximen Blowing Snow, who had just entered the Tianxuan Realm, was indeed not good enough, and that sword intent was forcibly ignored by the will of the Heaven Splitting God Palm to destroy the heavens and the earth!

Ximen was silent, all the strength and everything were poured into the sword, and the sword light became more and more cold, making bursts of soft sounds, but he still couldn't move.

"Since you dare to make a move against this seat, you are ready to die if you think about it, but this seat can give you a chance to be loyal to this seat, and this seat can allow you to gain stronger kendo power. Dongfang Undefeated looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and said majestically and inviolably.

Countless people were immediately slightly startled, and hurriedly looked at the west gate to blow snow.

Simon Blowing Snow still didn't speak, but his actions already showed his answer.

refusing to give up at all, he is still trying to stab the sword in his hand.

Dongfang Undefeated's face turned a little colder, "Okay, since you want to die, this seat will fulfill you." ”

The voice fell, Dongfang Undefeated used two fingers and a force, and the sword light actually bent up, and countless people were dumbfounded.

Then, he took it to the side suddenly, and Ximen Fuxue's face turned pale, and with the inertia, his body went to the side uncontrollably.

At this time, Dongfang Undefeated turned his right hand into a palm, and the terrifying power was condensed, and he suddenly hit Ximen Fuxue.

"Poof!"

Between the lightning and flint, blood-red light erupted on his body, and rich blood spurted out instantly.

Ximen Fuxue took off his long sword, only to feel that a mountain smashed on him, and a tearing force destroyed everything he had.

The straight, white figure as white as snow suddenly seemed to have lost all its strength, and its whole body was like a piece of cargo and slammed into the ground.

"Brother Ximen!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed, his body flashed quickly, he wanted to save people, his eyes were no longer as calm and wise as before, and they were full of anxiety.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at each other and quietly followed behind him.

Everyone else watched, and no one stopped.

"The Eastern Sect Master's subordinates have mercy!" an exclamation came from afar.

Dongfang was undefeated but not affected at all, his face was full of indifference, but he didn't make another move, and let Lu Xiaofeng catch Ximen Blowing Snow's body, which surprised many people.

But when Lu Xiaofeng caught Ximen Blowing Snow's body, he froze!

Because he knew that Dongfang, who had always been ruthless, why didn't he shoot anymore?

Because there is no need! Under the palm of his hand, all the vitality of Ximen Fuxue has been destroyed!

Looking at the person who still had a breath in his arms, a violent anger that he wanted to vent was held in his chest, but he couldn't let it out.

This is a result that has been expected for a long time, isn't it?

Soon, Chu Liuxiang and other great masters also saw it!

Simon Fuyuki, a real swordsman, on his way to pursue kendo, falls!

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(Yesterday's first chapter.) (To be continued.) )