The person who came is also a person with characteristics, very distinctive, only you have seen him once, and you will never forget it.Dressed in white, Shengxue, not stained with a trace of dust, his white palm tightly grasped the sword in his hand, his face was cold, and a pair of starry eyes looked at He Heng coldly, as well as his sword.The breeze blew, and He Heng felt a huge cold air swept around him, as if it was the cold ice of the extreme north, cold to the soul."
Simon blows snow!"
He Heng looked at him coldly, and his tone was very affirmative.The person on the other side nodded, he is Ximen Blowing Snow, and only Ximen Blowing Snow has this extreme coldness, extreme loneliness, and extreme sword.There is a man who has come near to God because he is no longer merciless.He Heng and Ximen Chuixue looked at each other, no one spoke, the night was shrouded, the cold swept in, and the sword light was about to shine.At this time, Lu Xiaofeng's voice suddenly resounded, destroying this calm."
Simon, it's good that you came quickly today, otherwise I would have become a dead phoenix."
Lu Xiaofeng said, still patting his chest, just now it can be said that he was scared to death."
I'm glad I'm here today, but I'm sorry to shut up now."
Ximen Fuxue looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, because he had another sacred thing to do now, and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, then at He Heng, and then at the sword in their hands, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, because he knew Ximen Blowing Snow and understood his loneliness.Lu Xiaofeng took the initiative to step back more than ten zhang and watched the two of them quietly.He Heng and Ximen Chuixue looked at each other, and a thorough chill swept over, the same coldness, the same firmness.Simon Blowing Snow was the first to speak: "You use a sword?"
”He Heng smiled: "The name of the sword is immortal, and the immortality of the people who are often buried!"
”"Good!"
Simon Blowing Snow's eyes brightened, and said, "Even if you use a sword, can you fight?"
”He Heng said: "When and where?"
”Ximen Blowing Snow said: "At this moment, it is here." ”He Heng said: "Okay, the bright moon is hanging high, the stars are shrouded, and the night is thick, it is a good time for a decisive battle." ”"So, please!"
Ximen Blowing Snow said solemnly."
Please!"
He Heng's face was also solemn.The night was like water, the moon was dark, the stars were faint, a wisp of wind was blowing, and the cold hit people, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but shiver, but his eyes were staring at the two people and two swords on the street motionlessly.Suddenly, a sword roar resounded, and two swords were swung out at the same time, the sword shadow was blurred, and the light was shining.The figures of He Heng and Ximen Blowing Snow moved at the same time, and they became blurred in an instant, and their speed was very fast, almost to the point of fierce battle.In the air, it was filled with Dao remnants and brilliant sword light in an instant.Groan!
The crisp sound of swords resounded, and the two immortal swords were already intertwined and entangled together.At the moment, no one can stop them.The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, the moonlight is hazy, and the flowing water is like water, full of cold artistic conception.Every sword they stabbed out was wonderful to the peak, exquisite to the extreme, and an instant was a thousand changes, reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship.He Heng's sword seemed to be brilliant and mighty, full of endless momentum, enveloping everything, including everything, everywhere.The sword of Ximen blowing snow is like the snow lotus blooming on the Tianshan Mountain, blooming its beauty and its brilliance in an extremely treacherous environment!
With the change of their sword intent, their sword light and sword moves are also changing, and their sword path has already reached the realm of sword movement, not only with a sword in their hands, but also with a sharp sword in their hearts, cutting through the sun, moon and stars, tearing everything in the world.Lu Xiaofeng was already stunned, although his martial arts were not weak, but under these two sword qi, he felt infinite pressure, which was oppression in his soul.The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light is cold in nineteen states!
Suddenly, two brilliant sword lights shone brightly, illuminating the long dark night, and the streets shrouded in the entire night seemed to be daylight at this moment, and the Dao sword light could still be seen several miles away.The wind and clouds in the sky also changed color for these two swords, faintly thundering, dark clouds rolling, and the sky changing color.He Heng and Ximen Blowing Snow, they are both immersed in the ocean of each other's swords at the moment, and they only have each other in their hearts, and they don't see anything else.The sword aura is clear and brilliant.A slash and a sweep, a slash a point, a hook and a stab are the most basic moves in swordsmanship, but at this moment in their hands it is wonderful to the extreme, between the clouds and water, the sword is moved by the heart, and a simple move is combined into the most terrible sword move.Suddenly, a cloud floated in the sky, He Heng jumped and flew to a height of four or five zhang, Lingyun was at the top, not stained with red dust, and his eyes were full of blandness, as if there was nothing in this world that could shake him.The breeze blew, he raised the sword in his hand, very natural and harmonious, a slight stab, condescending, as if a fairy, descending to the world!
The sound of a long sword roared loudly, and sparks burst out from the collision of the two long swords, sprinkled in the night.Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he looked at He Heng's sword that fell from the sky, which was simply not like the world.Soon, the figures of He Heng and Ximen Blowing Snow were intertwined again, hazy and blurry, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't see the situation clearly, he could only secretly bless Ximen Blowing Snow, he knew that he couldn't interfere in this battle, the only thing he could do was to bless his friends.By the time He Heng and the two separated again, Ximen Chuixue's face was already extremely pale, and even the hand holding the sword was still trembling, which was impossible for a swordsman like him.He Heng glanced at him with a cold face, then looked at Lu Xiaofeng, looked at the sky, and returned the immortal sword to its sheath."
Good sword, that sword no longer belongs to the world!"
After a long time, Simon said abruptly.He Heng smiled and said, "Naturally, it is a good sword, this move is called Flying Immortal Outside the Sky!"
”"But the White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng's style of Flying Immortals outside the sky?"
Simon Fuxue asked.He Heng said: "That's right, it's this move, the year before last I competed with Ye Gucheng for swords, and I saw that he used this style of swordsmanship, for people like us, as long as we have seen it once, we can learn seven or eight points, not to mention that I have been pondering for two years, so as to create a set of body method flying immortal tour." ”"Then how is your style of Flying Immortals outside the sky compared to that style of the White Cloud City Lord?"
Simon Fuxue continued to ask.He Heng said: "There is probably ninety percent of his essence, and the remaining one percent only belongs to Ye Gucheng, I can't learn it, so I can only add some by myself, and the power should not be inferior to his original version." ”"Then who wins and who loses in the battle between you and Ye Gucheng?""
In terms of swordsmanship, there is no gap between me and Ye Gucheng between the best."
He Heng did not answer Ximen's question about blowing snow head-on."
It's a pity that I couldn't fight with the Ye City Lord, otherwise there would be no regrets."
Ximen Fuxue sighed abruptly and closed his eyes: "You do it." ”"Simon!"
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng yelled, and was about to rush over.Ximen Fuxue drank coldly to him: "You stop, for me, failure is death, and it is a glorious thing for a swordsman to die in the hands of a stronger swordsman." ”Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and after all, he didn't take another step forward, but just looked at He Heng coldly.At this time, He Heng smiled and looked at Ximen Blowing Snow: "Why do you think I'm going to kill you?"
”Ximen Fuxue said expressionlessly: "A swordsman, if you lose, you will die, and today I lost to you, so I can only die." ”Unexpectedly, He Heng smiled again: "You go." ”"Why, you didn't kill me?"
Simon was puzzled by the snow."
Because it's not the right time, the flowers haven't bloomed to their brightest and most beautiful moments, and they can be picked now."
He Heng stood with his hands in his hands and looked at him, as if he was sighing.Ximen Fuxue looked at He Heng, then at himself, as if he understood something, and the sword in his hand was sheathed.Then he asked, "When is the time?"
”He Heng looked at him and said, "When do you meet someone who can be moved, can tie up your sword and win people, and then cut her and wash away the lead, then the time will come."
If you come to me again then, I won't let you go. ”Ximen Fuxue frowned, thought for a while, seemed to have gained and seemed to have nothing, and then glanced at He Heng, didn't say anything, and walked away indifferently.Lu Xiaofeng also glanced at He Heng, his eyes were a little complicated, he hesitated, and still followed Ximen Fuxue away.He Heng looked at the back of the two of them leaving, and smiled, the current Ximen Blowing Snow, before he met Sun Xiuqing and then cut her and walked to the top of the Forbidden City, his sword was still a little immature, not his best opponent, and he couldn't even compare to him in the field of swordsmanship, you know, He Heng was never the best at swordsmanship.After coming to this world for so long, he is making progress day by day, he has read books in the Great Heaven World for a few months, and with the almost unforgettable memory after his qualifications have been improved, He Heng memorized all the books provided by the Feixian Academy Library and the He family.And now, he has finished digesting those books, and those knowledge have been turned into food, urging him to progress in martial arts, and he has obtained the second realm of martial arts.In these years, the three fists of the Great Dao have also been transformed, fused with internal and external strength, engraved in their bones, and reached a new realm, in this world, how many people can take his punch?