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"Go back! I'll say it once, or I'll die." ”

He lifted the empty sword and turned to return to the caravan.

"You, you! I'll kill you. A robber with an iron spear with a blue face ran quickly, the head of the cold spear stabbing him in the back.

"In vain......" he turned and swept over the robber, grasping the head of the spear with one hand, and muttered in a deep voice, "all in vain." The robber wanted to withdraw the iron spear, but he did not move, like an iron block pressed by Mount Tai, the kind of powerlessness and despair facing death.

"You really want to die. He looked at the robber, and found that he was somewhat similar to the leader of the robbers, and the true qi in his palm dissipated, and the iron spear turned into powder, and in an instant he was a hundred feet away, and the robber was about to flee in fear, only to hear the scream of 'Ah!', and a sword aura shattered his heart.

The mountain road was like hell, and all the robbers were pierced by the sword qi, and he smiled numbly and mechanically: "My sword never leaves a living person. ”

Gu Li's caravan people were already stunned, just looking at him, with fear, awe, and gratitude in their eyes, Gu Lixue strode towards him, with joy hidden in his eyes, like stars in a snowy night, containing hope.

"Mu Lingfeng, thank you, thanks to you, our Guli caravan turned the corner, I want to express my grandest gratitude to you on behalf of the caravan. Gu Lixue stopped in front of him, without any concern, and opened her slender arms and hugged him gently.

Gu Lixue is a clean girl from the Snow Country, her virgin fragrance provokes his sense of smell, and her soft body is like a sponge of the sea.

It's cold, it's cold!

Gu Lixue only felt that his body was as cold as a sword, without that unique warmth, like a corpse buried in ice for thousands of years, without a little spiritual charm, but she didn't want to escape, the chic cold, there was also a feeling of dependence, like ice and snow on the snowfield, ethereal, she had long been used to it, because she was the sun and could give people warmth.

"I just want to kill people, not help you. The cold words woke up Gu Lixue, she jumped away from Mu Lingfeng's arms, smiled calmly and walked into the distance.

He left the caravan and set out on his own.

On the left is a snow-capped snow country, on the right is an endless hill, a wide road through the hills to the sky, a few unknown dwarf trees grow beside the road, a clear river flows day and night, and occasionally a few flowers and birds descend to catch a few clear fish.

On the bank of the small river, he squatted on the pebbles to pick up water, drinking water, the cold river reflected his beautiful appearance, on the other side of the river was a dilapidated hut, the house was gloomy, nothing could be seen clearly, the eaves were uneven, and the light blue eyes in the water flickered.

He crossed the countries, trekked through mountains and rivers, and went as far as the Central Plains, just to resist the catastrophe of the dragon god, so he wanted to destroy the magic sword that could slay the dragon and the god, and kill the dragon slayer.

Realizing his determination, the Empty Sang Sword began to groan and tremble, vowing to break the fate of the heavens.

Suddenly, the blue light in his eyes condensed, he raised his sword and looked at the lonely smoke outside the hills, which guided the merchants in the snowy region into the prosperous country of Nanyue.

After walking for half an hour to the foot of Shengyang City, it was noon, the weather was getting hotter, he took off the dragon silk that was inviolable, looked at the towering city wall in front of him, the corners of his mouth turned up a smile, the hot sun scorched the earth, and a group of people gathered under the pine trees.

"Hey, sir, you're going into the city. When an ordinary-looking and rough-footed farmer saw him under the city, he hurriedly strode over, and smiled mysteriously: "Uncle, as long as ten taels of silver, I will sell you a copy of the customs clearance document, how about it?"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here. ”

After Mu Lingfeng finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the man, and walked into the distance, a penny was difficult for a hero, not to mention ten taels of silver, he never had money on him, because his tears were pearls, but he only shed tears once, his tears had long since dried up, and the only reason for him to live in the world was to protect Kongsonghai, which was his fate.

The crop Han Leng was in place, he didn't sell a customs clearance certificate, his mind was nervous, he wanted to catch up with Mu Lingfeng and persuade again, but he saw that the man's steps were strange, confused, and he was already ten zhang away in a flash, so he was frightened, and he didn't dare to chase after him in the same place.

In the middle of the night, the sky was dark, there were only a few loose stars, but the city gate was closed tightly, only a few yawning soldiers stood on the wall, and many figures under the pine trees leaned together, already asleep.

After he hid in the trees, he was about to use light power to cross the city wall, when suddenly a light figure seemed to be a night wind in the dark, crossing the thirty zhang high city wall and falling into Shengyang City, Mu Lingfeng smiled, his smile was a sincere smile, as if he had met an old friend.

As soon as he landed in Shengyang City, a majestic voice sounded in his ears

"You're coming to South Vietnam?"

He looked at the figure in the corner and replied, "Yes, I have come back to South Vietnam, and I want to kill someone in the Central Plains." ”

The wind is very quiet, and it does not bend the smoke, and the palm is very light, lighter than the wind. Light as a virgin, as fast as a lightning bolt, as fierce as shaking the ground.

This palm is the fusion of heaven, earth and man, it is the famous three talents on the rivers and lakes, a generation of hidden masters Gu Jin's stunt palm, a strange and unpredictable palm attack on him, his heart is colder than the night, the sword is colder than the heart, this sword stabbed out silently, but set off a shocking cold, the air suddenly frozen.

The sword intent fused with the cold of the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain, if countless pale frozen dead people struggled to hit the ice, the fingertips pierced the sand, and the sand scraped the ice. In an instant, Gu Jin's mind was difficult to hold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his mind was about to lose consciousness in a trance, only cold, boundless cold, endless cold.

He caught this strange sword that was cold and penetrating to the bones, the blue sword light shone on the ruddy face of his face, and a layer of ice was frozen on his white beard, Gu Zhen shouted, and a scorching true qi erupted around his body, and the cold sword qi shrouded everywhere turned into nothing like spring and white snow.

Gu Zhen retreated on one leg, holding the moon with both hands, raising his head, his momentum was like a huge mountain, a thousand huge waves, unshakable, unstoppable, his clothes were drumming, white beards were flying, and the vitality of heaven and earth collided, all rushing towards him, shrouded in colorful qi yuan.

The rich ten thousand qi is infused into his body, and only the Son of Heaven has such a miraculous effect on the rivers and lakes.

He stood still, his pupils gave birth to a light blue ice flocculent, colder than Wan Zhangxuan, the extremely thin bone fingers were as transparent as ice jade, the blood of the bones was clearly visible, and a trace of cold air flowed out, and the empty mulberry sword flowed bright red blood, trembling, like a heartbeat.

The Kongsang Excalibur cracked a gap, trembling and creaking wildly. He gently waved the empty mulberry sword, the snowflakes in the air fell, sharp like a sword, as cold as snow, thousands of murderous snowflakes fell to Gu Jin's body, this sword name snow sky color, vowing to make the heaven and earth stained with blood, Gu Jin's body crackled, and a palm was slapped. The invisible palm wind condensed by true qi tore through the cold air, wrapped in snowflakes, swirling, rising, tearing.

Gu Zhen leaned over, raised his palm, and the palm wind struck, and the snowflakes flying in the sky made a jingling sound, falling into his hands and dissipating into white gas.

Mu Lingfeng crossed the sky with the Sang Sword, the tip of the sword was a little in the air, Wan Lai was silent, lonely and silent, the moon hid the stars, the blood-colored sword qi turned into a blood lotus flower and quickly slashed away, Gu Jin's hands carried the colorful true qi, fused the heaven and earth vitality, and crushed towards the blood lotus.

There were blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and the Kongsang Divine Sword was hideous and restless, and the blood at the corner of his mouth floated in the air, pushed by a strange force, and absorbed by the sword body. Gu Zhen smiled at him and said: "Your swordsmanship has improved a lot, I'm afraid that there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who are your opponents, and I, Gu Jin, should indeed admire you." ”

He put his sword into its sheath, as cold as the wind, and said emotionlessly, "Is she okay?"

"She's very good, there's no need to rush this trip, why don't you go back to Donghai Mountain Villa with me and discuss martial arts together? I also know a little bit about that person's news, don't you want to hear it." ”

The two of them used light work to catch up with a few days of travel, before they came to the East China Sea wharf, the East China Sea is located in the east of Nuanzhou, South Vietnam, there is a reputation of bringing thousands of waves back to the tide, picking thousands of pearls at night, the East China Sea sky reflects the sea, the sea holds the sky, several exquisite large ships moored in the port of the light tide, to wait for the passengers.

The two men got on the boat, and the sailors pulled up the sails, and walked for three hours, before an island appeared on the broad sea, and after a cup of tea they came ashore, and got off the boat, but there was already a man waiting on the shore.

In the sea mist, the dusty woman stood still, the silver silk was ethereal, the palace bun was high, her appearance was exquisite, the black thin eyebrows were slightly raised, noble and noble, heroic and compelling, the woman walked slowly, looked at Mu Lingfeng and smiled: "Ling Feng, I often dream of you these days, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. ”

Gu Zhen said with a smile, "Little Silver Carp, I helped you pick the Tianshan Snow Lotus the day before yesterday, and I happened to meet him when I came back, and his martial arts are getting more and more powerful." ”

Shi Miaomiao sneered and said: "Picking snow lotus is small, and you have been in seclusion for a long time before you take the opportunity to go out." Her smile was like a carp dancing on the waves, and the sea breeze stirred his shirt and her white sleeves fluttered.

"You're wearing the dragon silk I gave you?"

Gu Zhen said with a smile: "This little silver carp, although it has a rough mouth, but it has always loved you! This dragon silk is warm in winter and cool in summer, but it is very good." ”

Shi Miaomiao heard this, just chuckled, but did not annoy him, the three of them did half a cup of tea, and then came to the East China Sea Villa, which hangs the solitary peak of the sea, elegant and beautiful, the environment is beautiful and quiet, abrupt and peculiar, there are domes, spires, and eaves of the genus.

The sea set off a terrifying wave, lapping against the hanging wall, and on the stone table thousands of feet away from the bottom of the cliff, the two sat opposite each other and talked happily.

"That Ye Baiyi is strong in martial arts, not an ordinary person! You should be careful when you go to the Central Plains. Shi Miaomiao brought two cups of tea, a plate of fruit, and smiled.

Mu Lingfeng took a sip of tea and asked, "How is he comparable to Brother Gu?" Gu Zhen shook his head with a smile and said: "I have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and I have two peerless skills, the 'Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique' and the 'Circumferential Six Void Strength', according to the information I have learned, his skills are probably on par with me, and perhaps even better than me." ”

The sea breeze was quiet and peaceful, three or two seagulls chirped loudly, swept across the sea, chasing the white clouds, the sun shone on the deep blue sea, the afterglow folded into the light blue eyes under the ink hair, flowing with a strange brilliance, he smiled happily: "He is really that powerful." ”

Gu Zhen said with a smile: "He has cultivated into the treasure of the Barbarian Continent Heavenly Buddhism, it is naturally not trivial, I think that the Vatican Emperor almost unified the Barbarian Continent with this palace, not to mention that he has the Northern Spiritual Skill of the Child, I am afraid that the internal strength cultivation has already reached the point of shocking the world, although reaching the realm of our realm, it is all under the pretense of the power of heaven and earth, but to be able to cultivate to such a high level of internal strength, it is also a shock to the past and the present." ”

The sea water was leisurely, shining with clear light, Shi Miaomiao danced lightly, stood with her body, poured a cup of tea for Mu Lingfeng and smiled: "My naughty little princess heard about that son, but she couldn't bear it anymore, and she had already gone to the Southern Song Dynasty! ”

Gu Zhen smiled and said: "You sent your precious daughter to the Shifting Flower Palace, I wanted her to learn to be obedient, but unfortunately it backfired, and now she won't listen to even my words!"

Shi Miaomiao sneered and said: "It's all because of the stories you told her about the rivers and lakes since she was a child, but that person is getting more and more popular in the rivers and lakes, and the old monsters of the three continents have noticed him! ”

Gu Zhen stood up, looked at the vast sea, and said with a smile: "Multiple sons-in-law can take care of her for me, why not? The world is about to change! Ling Feng, there are many old monsters in the Central Plains, I'm afraid your trip will not be so smooth, and you want to get the old monster ...... Long Yuan" (To be continued. )