At night, when it snows heavily, the world is white, boundless, no aftersound, no variegation.

The night is getting thicker and colder, and the snow is endless, covering the earth, showing desolation, as if witnessing the upcoming snowstorm of the world.

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in the sky, and a figure shot from afar, alarming the lonely snow, startling away the loneliness, but adding to the cold.

Flying in the wind and snow frightened, falling but light as a feather, only to see a figure falling, the snow flying but not hearing the noise, after the chaos of the white fall, I was surprised to see a man dressed in white and body, his eyes slightly closed, a wisp of sword marks between his eyebrows bright red like blood The man stood in the wind and snow with a sword, looking at his standing, faintly unstable, and seemed to be injured.

Although the sword in the man's hand is cold, it is full of scars, and there is a feeling of breaking it at one touch, saying that it is standing with a sword, but it is better to say that it is a sword that makes people stand, people make swords exist, and people rely on swords.

Smack!

The sound came, and from behind the man in white, a black shadow appeared at some point, standing tall and silently watching the man in white.

"The seven colors of the heavenly city are here to take their lives. As the black shadow came, the sound of ice and snow breaking under his feet accompanied by ruthless words broke the silence of the two, seeing that the man in white was unconscious, he was not annoyed, but just spoke to himself, step by step from behind the man in white to turn in front of him, and his empty hands were slowly raised.

The man in white froze his breath, his eyes were open, but he saw that the flying snow around him was oppressed by his breath and stagnated in the air, forming a strange scene.

The eyes of the man in black, black hair, black eyes, and white roof swept over the black shadow, recognizing this person, and among the five domains of the earthly realm, the largest force in the middle realm was called Tiancheng.

Among the younger generation of Amagi, there are seven people who are the most outstanding, these seven people have been studying art in Amagi since childhood, and they have deep feelings, and because of their respective dressing preferences, they belong to the seven colors, and are known as the "Seven Colors of Amagi".

Among the seven colors of the Heavenly City, the leader is the one who likes to dress up in black, named Thousand Cities in Black, and his water is quite good, and he is in the same master realm as himself, and he is the peak of the disciple realm.

His mind turned, but the man in white didn't say much, and only spit out one word in his mouth: "Come!"

Choke!

The sound of gold and iron was deafening, first there was a sound, and then there were bursts, and the black-clothed Qiancheng held a black long sword in his hand at some point, and killed the man in white.

Between the shadows of the streamer sword, the black-clothed swordsman holds a black sword, the white-clothed swordsman holds a silver sword, the silver and black swords keep shuttling and fighting in the wind and snow, and the two colors are intertwined with the white of the snowfield, gradually painting a desperate painting on this boundless land!

The sound of the sword was urgent, the black sword of the black-clothed Qiancheng was slightly heavy, and there was no way out of the style, and the white-clothed silver sword walked lightly because of the crippled sword body, and gradually fell into the wind when it hit the black sword.

"Wang Feng!" The white-clothed swordsman slammed the sword in his hand, swept away the black sword, and retreated sharply, and then turned around, turning into a double shadow to avoid the black-clothed Qiancheng and stabbing back.

One of the shadow swords was horizontal, pressing the sword that Qiancheng could not retract, and the other shadow was divided into two and swept by at great speed, winding behind Qiancheng, and at the moment when he was unconscious, the three shadows were one, and the sword returned to slash!

"This is Wang Feng, don't be angry...... black-clothed Qiancheng's movements stopped suddenly, and when the silver sword was dying, he sighed into the distance, "Self-authority." ”

"It's a pity. The white-clothed swordsman saw that he had a hand, but he sighed from the bottom of his heart, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the sky, blocking the slash of a verdant long sword.

"A good Wang Feng is not angry and arrogant. "Between black and white, add another green dress.

It was this Tsing Yi man who attacked with a sword at the moment when he died in a thousand cities, so that the white-clothed swordsman had to interrupt the offensive and collect his sword to protect himself.

"Qiancheng, it seems that your self-confidence has not been able to make up for this gap in strength. The swordsman in green clothes talked a lot, looking at the sword in the hand of the swordsman in white, his frowning brows relaxed, "Don't say that we bully more and less, after all, we can't fight you alone." ”

"Qiancheng naturally understands the power of the Wang family's famous sword, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned us to help, and in the name of the mad sword, a little caution is not too much. ”

A fourth person was added to the snowfield, and the white-clothed swordsman was surrounded by enemies on three sides at the moment, since the black-clothed Qiancheng forced a sword to be dissolved by the blue-clothed swordsman, the fiery red figure stepped coldly, and the white-clothed swordsman surrounded the blue-black two-color swordsman, and the comer was frivolous in his words, but there was a little negligence in the momentum.

The battle subsided for a while, the surrounding snow space was dissolved and fell, and the night returned again, and the roar of light and shadow when Qiancheng and Wang Yuan fought seemed to dissolve in the silent night, but the world never allowed peace.

Call.

The man in white exhaled lightly, and the third sentence slowly said: "Wang Yuan, comprehend the seven colors of the Heavenly City." ”

The one in green clothes is called Qingcheng, and the one in red is called Chicheng, Wang Yuan swept through the enemy aid, knowing that the moment he was caught up by a thousand cities in black was already stepping on the ghost gate.

It's just that the swordsman will never be caught and killed by indisputable reason, so at this time, in the face of the enemy's encirclement, he is still fearless with one enemy and three, but the sword marks between his eyebrows are becoming more and more red.

"The seven colors of the heavenly city are three, just for the sword code in my hand. Wang Yuan's long sword was raised, let the wind and snow pat his face, his white clothes were stained with dust, and there was a sinister aura in his eyes, and at this time he was almost ready to erupt, and said in a flat voice, "But I don't know, after today, there will be no seven colors of the heavenly city." ”

"Hahahaha...... "The swordsman in Tsing Yi laughed wildly, "Are you lying at the end of the road?" ”

"Don't say more, let's do it!" The red-clothed swordsman swung out his red sword, and suddenly the heat wave churned, and suddenly it seemed to melt the snow in this snowfield.

The sword of the Wang family is famous for its ice power, and Wang Yuan is the leader among them, and the environmental factors cannot be ignored to deal with the sword of the Wang family.

Knowing that Wang Yuan, who was concerned by Tiancheng, hid in the extreme ice and snow plain, and the power of a Xuanbing cold force was doubled in the wind and snow, the strength of Qiancheng was already inferior to Wang Yuan, and if Wang Yuan was allowed to borrow the geographical advantage, he would not be able to defeat him, so he found Qingcheng, who carried swords like the wind, and Chicheng, who burned the city with fire swords.

One is to eliminate the enemy's advantage, and the other is to block the enemy's way of life, Qiancheng has a keen sense of spirit, and after finding the target, he has contacted Tsing Yi and Red Yi to block the way.

Wang Yuan knew that the enemy was prepared, and when the Seven Colors of the Heavenly City were dispatched, he only sought to kill the target, and he had never been arrogant with his own sword to fight with the enemy fairly, which was also the main reason why he fell on the snow field from the escape path and let go to fight for the sky.

Tsing Yi blocked the way, the red-clothed weak enemy, Qiancheng's black hair fluttered, the sword in his hand was lowered, and he shouted: "Heavenly Sword, Black Water!"

The black clothes belong to the water, and they are of the same origin as Wang Yuan, not afraid of Wang Yuan's Xuangong characteristics, at this moment, the black sword is low and raised, and it turns into a hundred turns in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it weaves into a black light water curtain, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore falls violently.

The mastery of the seven-colored black-clothed thousand cities of the heavenly city, the black water sword. Wang Yuan snorted secretly, and was about to step forward, but he felt that his skills were not good, and there was a sense of explosion in the wound, and the firepower of Akagi weakened the power of the Cold Ice Xuangong, and even triggered the old wounds in his body.

Qingcheng followed closely, and the wind slowed down, turning into an invisible hand entangled, which made Wang Yuan's sword style blocked, seeing that the enemy lost the opportunity, Qiancheng seized the opportunity and made a sword move.

"Break through a thousand cities with one sword!"

I saw the black light and water curtain raised, condensed into a sword towering the sky, and then slashed down with the sword, as if a sword fell from the sky, destroying the mountain and breaking the city.

And Wang Yuan, who was disturbed by the Chicheng Fire Sword and the Qingcheng Sword Wind, was unable to respond to the Xuanli no matter how much he mentioned, so he had to abandon the sword to protect himself.

"Overlord, unyielding!"

Wang Yuan raised his sword, a sword across the sky, although he was a martial arts man, but he had to meet the opportunity to cultivate the "King Sword Secret Codex", and then he had to go to the ancient strange stone to minor, and after the catastrophe, he had a miraculous feat, so this unyielding move came out in response to the order, and the heart was echoed, and the power of the injury was not reduced by half.

The sword took the extreme move, and the silver-white sword was unyielding and difficult to resist the extreme force, and it shattered in front of him, Wang Yuan seized the opportunity, turned his palms, and pushed forward with the power of extreme cold around his palm.

"Xuanji palm, broken!"

The Extreme Ice Flower bloomed, and Wang Yuan suddenly disappeared in front of the eyes of the three people of Tiancheng, leaving only thousands of ice blades flying to attack.

Dingdingding...... There was a chaotic sound, and the sky was white, and after the confusion was gone, there was only a vast snow field left in front of him, and Wang Yuan's figure could be found anywhere.

"Wang Yuan is only at the peak of the apprentice realm, and it is already so difficult to deal with before he enters the master realm. Qingcheng put away his sword and praised as he looked at Wang Yuan's escape.

Chicheng disagreed with Qingcheng's opinion, and said: "Wang Yuan's realm is insufficient, but he has a secret treasure, and the time and place are favorable, we should draw the battle, I am afraid that he will break through the battle, you must know that he is the same as Qiancheng, and he is only one step away from the division realm." ”

"So catch up as soon as possible, I'm afraid that they in yellow clothes may not be able to stop Wang Yuan. ”

Only Qiancheng was silent, his sword did not return to the sheath, and he followed the trail.

"It's unfounded. ”

The two glanced at each other and reluctantly followed.

Looking at Wang Yuan again, although Xue Yuan said that he had gained some benefits from the Xuan Gong he had practiced, his body was damaged at the moment, and his body was also difficult to resist the invasion of cold air.

Four people and four swords, four swords and four colors, only Wang Yuan has no sword in his hand, red and white clothes, standing in the snow field.

"I thought that I was already looking up to me Wang Yuan with the seven colors of the Heavenly City, but I didn't think that the seven colors would come out together, how fortunate it was. Wang Yuan no longer had any intention of evading, he stepped forward and raised his head, Xuanli lifted it, and slowly approached the four of them with boundless cold.

"Wang Yuan, you don't have a sword in your hand, and you are a half-crippled body, why struggle, you can save your life by handing over the strange stone and the sword codex. One of them shouted.

"Hahahaha......" Wang Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes seemed to contain sword light, he raised his voice and shouted, "The overlord does not bend down, and the king does not lose his anger!

Crazy words, Wang Yuan's words fell, and he was surprised to see that the flying snow fell to the ground, as if under invisible suction, and the four people around him suddenly felt sucked and suctioned, and they actually had a sense of suppression.

"If you become a teacher, if you don't die, you will break your heart and regret your life too late. ”

With a flip of his palm and a step, the sword light in Wang Yuan's eyes became sharper, his whole body was condensed, the sword marks between his eyebrows were bloody, and the acupoints around his body were opened, absorbing the cold qi of the snow field, in order to break through the realm.

"Break the state of mind, there are only two endings in one entry, with your current state, you can only enter the dead end!"

Three figures rushed from afar, and the black-clothed swordsman at the front came with a sword accompanied by cold words, causing Wang Yuan to wave his hand to block it, but because of this, the suction was eased, and the four of them saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and they shouted in unison, lifting their strength to withdraw from the suction range.

It was the three people of Qiancheng who arrived, and the seven colors of Tiancheng gathered together to take their lives!

"Bastard, dare to use the master's skills to break through the realm and find death!" The four of them retreated, but they saw that the blue-clothed swordsman was extremely angry, and the sword in his hand danced with ice crystals and hit Wang Yuan.

"It's a good time!" Wang Yuan secretly exclaimed in his heart, at this moment, the mysterious power in his body was all over his body, and he was about to be broken, but he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw a touch of blue attacking the façade.

As the so-called pulling a hair and moving the whole body, after the blue-clothed swordsman made a move, the remaining six people all moved in order to seek the position; only when Qiancheng raised his sword, he felt a slight difference, and his spiritual sense warned him, but it was too late to drink, and he saw that the colorful sword light was intertwined into a net to cover Wang Yuan.

"Hahahaha! The stupid sword is left, the crazy name is rising all over the world, the seven colors of the heavenly city, let's remove the name today!"

The extreme ice and snow field, which should have only been cold and pure white ice and snow, was shocked to see the blue fire overwhelming, coming from all directions, like a spark bursting and returning with negative pressure.

It's a scorching flame, with a deadly cold!

"Xuan Ice Flame, Attack the Sky and Annihilate!"