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- The sun in the sky emits a dazzling white light.
It is reflected on the boundless snowy field, stinging people's eyes.
The snowy clearing is empty and silent, with only the whining sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, and the snow particles blown up by the wind like sand.
The swordsman in black, with an expressionless face and a thin body, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Fengnian, who had already stood up opposite.
Then, he slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the knife wrapped in linen behind his back.
The moment he clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand, an invisible pressure suddenly burst out from his body, forming a shock wave composed of snow particles that suddenly spread in all directions.
The flying snow particles are clearly suspended and fixed in the air.
Like endless stars in the universe, they were parallel and pressing towards Yang Fengnian in an incredible way.
And Yang Fengnian, who was standing in front of the dry tree stump, still looked calm after seeing this scene.
He didn¡¯t do anything, he just raised his hand and waved his sleeve gently.
A soft force of energy gently waved out from the patched cuffs.
Then¡¡
The tens of thousands of snow particles that shot up suddenly stopped in the air as if they were suddenly caught by countless invisible hands.
??Moveless, still and silent.
When Yang Fengnian retracted his hand, put his hands behind his back, turned his head, looked at the swordsman in black, and smiled slightly.
Those snow particles suspended in the air fell down feebly.
With a rustling sound, the flying snow fell to the ground again.
The black-clothed swordsman's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of sparkle in his eyes, a hint of fanaticism.
It is a kind of enthusiasm to meet good talents and opponents in chess.
The swordsman calmly took a step back, and at the same time, the hand holding the handle of the sword used force again.
The next moment, a ray of black light more than three feet long, followed by a cry of gold and iron, suddenly appeared from behind the swordsman like a giant python coiling out.
The magic sword was unsheathed, and the color of the world suddenly changed.
Clusters of black flames burst out from the swordsman's body and the magic knife in his hand.
The whole person was wrapped in black flames, like a demon coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
Looking from a distance, you can only see a black flame rising into the sky, burning with a dangerous momentum.
Under the swordsman¡¯s feet, the pure white snow looked as if it had been splashed with ink.
It quickly turns black and then spreads towards the four sides.
Not long after, the black-clothed swordsman within a radius of tens of meters became an inky black world.
Black snow, black trees, black sky, black earth.
The entire space was pitch black, exuding an extremely sinister and cold aura.
The cold and dark aura spurted out from the body of the black-clothed swordsman and the magic knife in his hand, like the tentacles of an octopus, extending toward the space where Yang Fengnian was.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fengnian smiled faintly, raised his long sleeves, and waved it again.
The seemingly slow movement brought out a series of cyan afterimages.
A strong energy emanated from Yang Fengnian's sleeves.
The thick snow on the ground was rolled up, rolling, roaring, and rushed towards the opposite side.
White lumps of snow flew into the air with the sound of whistling wind. It collided heavily with the pressing black demonic flames.
There was a loud bang, and golden light flashed in the black smoke.
The air wave generated by the explosion spread in all directions.
The two people standing looking at each other, under the impact of this air wave, their clothes flew away, and their long black hair danced wildly in the wind.
The next moment, the swordsman in black squatted down slightly, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands. Support your leg with your right foot and stamp the ground violently.
The ground trembled violently, and cracks like spider webs opened under the feet of the swordsman in black.
At the same time, the swordsman in black flew into the air like a shooting projectile.
The black flames surrounding his body quickly condensed into a huge black leopard.
The lifelike and majestic leopard roared, pounced directly from the sky, and pressed against Yang Fengnian, who was rising into the air on the opposite side.
Yang Fengnian, who was in the air, finally saw a look of surprise in his calm eyes when he saw this scene.
At the same time, Yang Fengnian was in the air, his gown fluttering.?The palms of his hands flew.
A small silver dragon slowly took shape in the flying palms, and then expanded rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the foot-long silver dragon transformed into a behemoth ten feet long.
When Yang Fengnian shouted, he pushed it out with both hands.
The silver dragon hovering beside him let out a dragon roar.
It turned into a silver lightning and rushed towards the leopard on the opposite side.
Haoran Zhengqi has incomparable advantages over other techniques.
Over there is a simulation of everything.
Yang Fengnian, who possesses great righteousness, can simulate any attack method he wants based on his own ideas and creativity.
As long as he is creative enough and has enough ideas.
At this time, Yang Fengnian used Haoran's righteousness to simulate an attack method.
It is the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms of Gang Leader Qiao.
The silver dragon sprinted like lightning and arrived in front of the black leopard in the blink of an eye.
Like a giant python, it quickly wrapped around the leopard.
Then, he opened his big mouth and swallowed the leopard whole.
The swordsman in black, who was among the black leopards, snorted coldly when he saw this scene, raised the magic sword with both hands, and slashed hard.
A black sword energy several feet long roared out from the magic sword that was surrounded by evil energy, and slashed directly towards the giant dragon's head.
There was a loud bang.
The black sword energy collided with the giant dragon simulated by Haoran Zhengqi.
The huge explosion formed a shock wave visible to the naked eye in the air, which suddenly dispersed in all directions.
The swordsman in black groaned, and a sweet liquid filled his throat.
The hand holding the handle of the knife had cracked the tiger's mouth, and traces of blood emerged from the tiger's mouth, dripping down along the blade, and fell into the snow on the ground, blooming with blood-red plum blossoms.
????????????????? Just when the black-clothed swordsman was exhausted and had given up on changing his moves in the future.
Yang Fengnian, who was on the opposite side, finally drew out the blue-red ancient sword.
After holding a dazzling and beautiful sword flower with one hand, Yang Fengnian, who was holding the sword, suddenly merged with the sword, turned into a blue-red light, and rushed towards him.
The whole process is so fast that people have no time to react.
??Four of Swords, Meteor.
The moment the sword light appeared, the pupils in the black-clothed swordsman's eyes suddenly tightened, and his body tensed up. For the first time ever, he felt threatened by death.
But, not before he could raise the magic knife in his hand.
The cold sword tip has appeared in front of his forehead.
And behind the sword, holding the hilt, is the scholar in Tsing Yi who still has a calm and calm smile on his face.
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