Chapter 450, the reunion of the two swords

Chapter 450, the reunion of the two swords

With a snow-white blade, it seems that this sword is also unusual.

The Burning Sky in Shi Yunyang's hand began to emit a rich sword aura, and the red light surrounded the entire sword body. It seemed to turn the snow-white blade red.

"Boom!"

The white sword came out of its sheath, and without giving Shi Yunyang half a room to think about it, a sword stabbed at the center of his eyebrows. This person may not be a master with superior strength, and his spiritual power is not as strong as Shi Yunyang. However, the speed of this sword should be top-notch.

However, Shi Yunyang has abandoned the halberd and used the sword for a long time, and his grasp of the sword is no longer at that low level. He didn't move, but the red light of the sword in his hand flashed in front of his eyebrows.

"Dang!"

A clash of gold and iron sounded, and there was no wave in the man's eyes, and his figure retreated half a step, and the snow-white long sword suddenly glowed with a strong white light. In an instant, Shi Yunyang only felt that there was already a strong chill on that person's body, like winter frost, freezing three feet to the earth. Everywhere the sword blade passed, there seemed to be gusts of wind and snow drifting, and on the snow-white blade, there seemed to be a layer of cold ice slightly condensing. Under the red light of the burning sky, it looks like a transparent prism.

The man took a step to the left, his body turned, but the blade of the sword quickly slashed towards Shi Yunyang's right rib. The sword momentum is like hail breaking through the sky, and the sword qi is like thunder crashing. Shi Yunyang retreated half a step, and the Burning Sky with a rich sword aura in his hand suddenly hit head-on, and the two swords intersected, and a burst of strong light suddenly burst open.

Shi Yunyang was originally a swordsman who was good at fast attack, but he didn't expect to meet an opponent of the same type at this time. I saw two swords colliding violently in this narrow space, and sparks splashed everywhere. Shi Yunyang flew in the air and stabbed the man in the back with a sword. The man somersault backwards, his toes on the blade of the Burning Sky that flew out, and his figure leaped again. The snow-white sword in his hand provoked a gust of wind and fell from the sky.

Shi Yunyang's clothes fluttered, and the sword qi in his hand surged up quickly, burning the sky and pointing high, and there was suddenly a crimson power on the tip of the sword against the snow-white sword qi. One up and down, they stalemate with each other, and the battle between the two changed from rapid movement to instant silence.

After a while, I saw Shi Yunyang's sword blade slightly on one side, kicking violently under his feet, and his body flew vertically. The man also fell, and the two swords intertwined, creating a burst of bright sparks. At the moment when the two figures were staggered, they almost palmed out at the same time, and their palms struck each other, and each of the two figures retreated ten steps.

The blade of the Burning Sky Sword was still clean, but there was a little more red light on the snow-white blade, Shi Yunyang glanced at his chest, where there was a slender blood mark, and there was a layer of frost on it.

"The sword qi is like frost, and the cold is like ice, it is really a good sword!" Shi Yunyang said, "Dare to ask Your Excellency for your life." ”

"I don't have a name, and you don't need to know. The man said coldly. "Whether the dark snow can overcome the burning sky, it seems that today will know. ”

Shi Yunyang was taken aback, "You actually know the Burning Sky, this sword is called Youxue?"

The man said: "Zhu Li's sword is not a burning sky." The cold sword is dark and snowy, and the fire sword burns the sky. It's just that the sky is burned with Zhu Ronghuo, and the snow is mostly used with ice dragon snow. ”

Shi Yunyang nodded, and seemed to understand something in his heart. It turns out that the burning sky and the dark snow resonate, really because it was made by one furnace and cast by one person. And its cold and hot complement each other, how can the two divine swords not resonate with each other.

"Since the Burning Sky and the Hidden Snow are born in the same vein, why kill each other. Shi Yunyang stood with his sword in his hand and said eloquently.

The man's Youxue was not put into the sheath, but said: "The sword follows the heart, why swing the sword, I have a thought in my heart." I was ordered to guard the Thousand Machine Building, and what was blocking was a qiē that did not belong to the Thousand Machine Building. Even the Burning Sky Sword Master was no exception. ”

Shi Yunyang said: "I came to this Thousand Machine Building for the world of the spirit world, whether you believe it or not. In the following deeds, it is absolutely worthy of this ancient sword. ”

"Right and wrong, not for me to judge, if you want to pass my level, you have to ask me about the snow in my hand first. ”

Shi Yunyang sighed in his heart, it seems that a battle with this person is still inevitable after all. The red sword he was carrying in his hand suddenly popped out. The spiritual power on his body also accumulated rapidly.

"Then it's offended, Youxue Sword Master!"

As soon as Shi Yunyang's body moved, the Burning Sky Sword Qi suddenly soared, and as soon as the long sword was raised, a red light suddenly spread out, and the person's figure quickly flashed, and the red sword qi suddenly swept past the man's clothes, leaving a long groove on the wall with a click.

"Void Hexagram Sword!"

Shi Yunyang shouted, the red blade in his hand slashed rapidly, and the red lines seemed to have cut through the space, revealing blood marks. The red lines of the Dao Dao stayed in the air, intertwined, and after a while, a red sword net was instantly formed. In that sword net, a faint curve can be seen faintly, as if it is the yin and yang dividing line in the center of the Taiji diagram. Shi Yunyang shouted, and the blood-red sword net suddenly came up head-on, and he was about to surround that person in the sword net in an instant.

Every red strand in the sword net is a sharp sword qi, if you really want to collide with it, I am afraid that the steel and iron bones will be lightly broken. A touch of surprise finally flashed in the man's eyes, the snow-white long sword flickered, and for a while, a sword unfolded in front of him, and the sword flowers shrouded the whole body, and for a while, a strong cold air spread, and snowflakes floated in this space for no reason!

"Snow falls without a trace!"

The man snorted softly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to slow down suddenly, but there seemed to be hundreds of Youxue dancing, and their speed seemed to be surprisingly slow, but there was only one Youxue, and at one hundred, this speed was not as slow as it seemed on the surface.

Suddenly, hundreds of Youxue swords seemed to rotate at the same time, and pieces of flying snow fell on the blades, instantly breaking in half. The snowflakes fell from the blade of the sword, but as soon as the sword body moved, it held the snowflakes on the sword again, and a burst of sword qi drew out, and the snowflakes suddenly condensed into rime, and went straight towards Shi Yunyang's blood-red sword net.

Shi Yunyang was shocked, he actually wanted to have a hard encounter with the Burning Sky Sword Network!

"When!!"

The sound of gold and iron resounded in my ears, and the snow-white snow net and the red sword net collided with each other, and in an instant, an energy suddenly burst out, turning into a ripple, deeply stirring throughout the floor. In an instant, the furnishings in the building were destroyed. Except for two people and two swords, the rest of the building was a pile of fragments. A large patch of mottled skin had fallen off the walls, revealing the steel-solid diamonds in the walls.

Shi Yunyang took a few steps back, and the person's pale green sword robe was already the same as Shi Yunyang's, with a slender blood mouth, and the blood in it was spreading little by little, leaving an extremely eye-catching red trace on the green white shirt.

In the two games, neither side took advantage of the slightest. Shi Yunyang also really admires this person, probably because he is the sword master of Youxue, and he has a lineage with the long sword in his hand.

"Snow Reflection Lonely Hong!"

The man's eyes opened, and a chill swelled in his eyes. Suddenly, the blade of the sword slashed flat, and a sword qi like a silver light suddenly flew up and spread out. Suddenly, the snow and ice spread out, as if it were frozen inch by inch. And in this icy and snowy world, the sword dance is still there, the blade of the sword cuts through the wind and snow, and the sound of whimpering is like a wild goose flying from the sky, and the sound is poignant. But after an instant, the voice of the lonely hung became very harsh. I saw that the ice and snow on the ground suddenly cracked, and one of the ice arrows shot at Shi Yunyang quickly. Each ice arrow seemed to have the shadow of the Dark Snow Sword, and the speed was staggering.

Shi Yunyang immediately waved the Burning Sky up, and the Burning Sky provoked the Dao Dao Sword Flower, and immediately enveloped his whole body, and after a while, he only heard a loud clanging sound, which was deafening. The sword blade in Shi Yunyang's hand was trembling slightly. Suddenly, an ice arrow rapidly enlarged in Shi Yunyang's eyes. Shi Yunyang stabbed sharply at the Burning Sky, and the ice arrow shattered inch by inch on the tip of the Burning Sky sword.

"Could it be that the Burning Sky Sword and the Dark Snow Sword can only be saved?" Shi Yunyang swept away the flying snow in the air with a sword, and said coldly.

The man said: "It's not that the burning sky and the dark snow can only save one or the other. It's that you and I can only save one or the other. And if thou die, I ought thou shalt keep the burning heaven for thee, and give it to those whom ought to deliver it. ”

Shi Yunyang nodded and said, "If you die, I will also put away the Youxue for you and find a sword master worthy of its identity for it." ”

The man suddenly raised his head, and a flash of light appeared in his ethereal and cold eyes, as if there was a feeling of sympathy.

"Thank you. ”

The man said two words, Shi Yunyang didn't expect him to say these two words, as if he already knew his ending. The word thank you will never come from the mouth of the enemy, and if you can thank you properly, even if you are not a friend, you will not have a trace of past grudges.

Shi Yunyang suddenly felt that the snow-haired young man in front of him was the same as himself, he was just guarding what he should protect, life was no longer so important, more important than life was the value of life.

A moment later, the two swords moved at the same time, and both of them had already moved ten percent of their sword qi. This sword is already a free hand. I saw a red shadow and a white shadow speeding towards each other. The momentum was like a rainbow, the blade of the sword slashed through the air, and the space was illusory and distorted. These two sword qi seemed to be able to cut the entire pavilion into two sections.

In an instant, the two figures staggered by, and at that moment, there seemed to be a strong white light flashing from the man's eyes. I saw that the man's eyes suddenly dilated, the coldness and depth in his eyes disappeared rapidly, and the bright darkness gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint gray. He stood with his sword in his hand, his posture still motionless, as if he had become a statue.

The burning sky in Shi Yunyang's hand had already dripped blood, falling on the floor little by little, splashing gently. And the blade of the Dark Snow Sword was still as clean as ice and snow.

Shi Yunyang put away the burning sky, turned around and walked towards the man, and gently took the snow from his hand, this sword was held in the palm of his hand for a long time, and there was no trace of warmth left in the hilt.

Shi Yunyang held two divine swords in one hand, and stepped straight towards the ninth layer, muttering, "I will find a good sword master for it." ”