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The morning light was first dewed, and the mist floated in the mountains like a veil, and the dewdrops on the leaves reflected colorful colors in the morning light. (_--) A figure swept out from the Xingtian City of Qiancheng. The long sword on his waist was long, white clothes were like snow, and the cold face was cold. Although there was no domineering and sharp sword intent on his body, ordinary people knew at first sight that the person in front of him was a sword cultivator, because the long sword on his back seemed to have a sticky force. Everyone noticed the sword on his back at first sight, and then the face.

The white-clothed sword cultivator drooped naturally, his legs slightly opened, drifting forward in the air, his wide sleeves and robe roars sounded, and the thick fog in the mountains spontaneously made a way. The white-clothed sword cultivator suddenly stopped moving forward, and his cold eyes slightly raised and looked at the sky. The long sword on his back was shaking, as if he was about to fly out of the sheath.

Suddenly, the mountains, trees and the morning light in front of me disappeared, and the ground sinks rapidly until nothingness. The sky seemed to be alone, with a little cold star banished from the sky and taking the eyebrows of the white-clothed sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator in white clothes raised his eyebrows and the long sword on his back broke out. The cold light broke through the sky like silver-white lightning, and it bent and rotated like a dragon, instantly forming a huge snow-white dragon, with an ice crystal-like body, with a sharp look, and his sword intent was stormy, roaring towards the cold star.

Han Xing and Li Long touched each other, and the sword intent exploded instantly. The entire Chilong shattered into millions of pieces in the collision. Countless sharp sword intents pounced towards a man in white in the sky like a silver-white nebula.

Han Xing took the lead in front of the white-clothed sword cultivator. The white-clothed sword cultivator still had a cold face. The Chilong sword swirled in the air and killed Han Xing.

The man in white in the sky also had a cold expression, and his eyes were colder and sharper. It also made people think of the sword at first sight, but that was because he was like an invincible sword. The sword slightly red in front of the man in white was swung casually, and the light curtain with a trace of the real fire of the sun instantly wiped out the Chilong sword intent that was coming to his face.

The two of them attacked each and stopped, but the momentum was completely released. Two terrible sword intents were ready to go. The sharp and sharp aura scared the surrounding mountain birds and monsters to escape. In the blink of an eye, there was a silence of death in a radius of more than ten miles.-(

"It's you!" Long Ruo's expression was calm, but he was not at all calm inside. He didn't expect that Feng Duo, who had only the fourth level of sword heart, had become so powerful. The sword just now was no less than Chu Junchuo's use. It seemed that he had reached the sixth level of sword heart, the same level as him. What Long Ruo puzzled the most was that Feng Duo in front of him seemed to have changed into a person, and his eyes were filled with a faint arrogance. It was a kind of arrogant arrogance, a kind of pride that had been in power for a long time, as if all the people in the world except him were themselves.

"How long have you been with me?" Long Ruo slowly pulled up to the same height as Feng Duo. Feng Duo looked at Long Ruo with cold eyes lightly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant under his feet, although Long Ruo was now looking straight at the same height as him.

"Since you left Beichen General Office!" Feng Duo said lightly, even his tone of speaking was a sense of coldness. Long Ruo's cold eyes finally fluctuated for a moment, and he said coldly: "Want to compete with me in swords?"

Feng Duo pulled the corner of his mouth, as if Long Ruo was telling an absurd joke, which failed to make people laugh, but instead attracted ridicule. Long Ruo did not have a trace of anger, and his sword cultivation reached his level, and nothing could arouse his anger. Because all emotions fluctuations will affect the purity of the sword. To control the sword, you must first control your emotions.

"The person I am looking for is Han Yun, you are not worthy!" Feng Duo said lightly: "I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but now there is no need!"

Long Ruo raised his sword eyebrows and said indifferently: "So, Lin Jin'er and Liu Xiaoxiao's disappearance are related to you?"

Feng Duo pulled the corner of his mouth again and said indifferently: "I still disdain to do this!"

Long Ruo stopped talking, and with a wave of his hand, he held the Chilong sword, his aura changed, and his whole body seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. It was not a visual disappearance, but a sense disappearance. The others seemed to have turned into a sword, and combined with the Chilong sword in his hand.

Feng Duo exclaimed lightly: "It seems that I still underestimate you, but I still can't escape death!"

Long Ruo's long sword pointed to the ground, and the long-sleeved robe that was originally hustling naturally hung down, and his cold eyes stared at Feng Duo's long sword in his hand. At this moment, Long Ruo felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, even facing a master in the fusion stage.

Feng Duo's right hand slowly raised, and the silver-white sword reached the sky, with just a simple finger, giving people the feeling that it could penetrate the sky.

Feng Duo's long sword in his hand let out a dragon roar, and a sword light of about an inch was spit out from the tip of the sword, followed by the second and third roars. In the blink of an eye, the sword body was surrounded by countless unstoppable sword light. The sharp sword intent cut the space around the sword body and reorganized one after another, forming a flaming belt of light.

Long Ruo's expression finally changed slightly. He was wrong, and he was outrageously wrong. Feng Duo in front of him turned out to be the seventh level of the sword heart, and the sword intent could barely turn into a sword thought. The scene in front of him was so similar to the sword that the sword ancestor of Zhaixing Tower did not slash out that day. Although the power was still a lot farther away, it was definitely not something he could deal with.

"Is there any last words? When I see Han Yun, I will tell him for you!" Feng Duo said coldly, as if Feng Duo in front of him was already a dead person. The terrible person who could make him escape in humiliation in the past was controlled by his own thoughts. Feng Duo suddenly became a little excited. What was a slight shortcoming was that he did not see fear in Long Ruo's eyes.

Long Ruotian said, "No need, if I don't want to die, no one can kill me, so do you!"

Feng Duo's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly grinned and said, "I will definitely die today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword in his hand was retracted and instantly condensed into a little cold star floated out. There was no earth-shaking momentum, but it just flew lightly towards Long Ruo, which seemed very slow, but the moment the cold star came out, it had reached three feet away from Long Ruo's eyebrows. Long Ruo suddenly felt that his whole body could not move, and a feeling of powerlessness and despair surged in his heart, allowing the cold star to point to his eyebrows.

Long Ruo's cold eyes suddenly closed, and a blood sword spurted out from his eyebrows and hit the cold star.

The blood sword was instantly cut into pieces by Han Xing, but it stopped for a moment and continued to stab at Long Ruo's eyebrows.

Long Ruo opened his mouth and let out a roar like a dragon roar. He raised his right hand tenaciously, holding the Chilong sword in front of him with both hands. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a roaring Chilong seemed to rush out from his eyes. His whole person instantly turned into light, and both the human and the sword disappeared at the same time, leaving only a hundred-foot Chilong pounced towards the cold star.

The cold star passed through Chilong's body, and Chilong still roared and pounced on Fengduo!

The dragon's huge mouth was opened and swallowed Feng Duo, roaring and breaking through the sky, suddenly shattering, a terrifying energy storm flew in all directions, the broken sword intent was pushed out, and the surrounding mountains and trees were ruthlessly cut and broken.

A figure flew out from the center of the explosion, the white robe on his body was cut in many places, and a long blood mark was drawn on his left face, describing it as a very embarrassed one, Feng Duo swallowed by Chilong.

Feng Duo reached out and wiped his cheeks scratched by the sword intent. The wound on it disappeared without a trace, flat and smooth as before. Feng Duo glanced at the blood on his palm, and looked coldly at the middle of the explosion, full of murderous aura on his body!

Finally, a blood-stained figure appeared. Long Ruo was holding the Chilong sword with the broken sword in his right hand. Blood gushed out of his right chest. His snow-white long gown was dripping blood. His cold face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were not fluctuating at all. He stared at Feng Duo lightly.

Feng Duo's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and the long sword on his back bounced out, and said coldly: "It's still alive to make me so embarrassed. I have to say that you surprised me!"

Blood dripped along the broken sword in Long Ruo's hand. It was his own blood, and the entire sleeve was soaked. Long Ruo raised his right hand and said lightly: "Come again!"

Feng Duo's eyes showed a hint of mocking, "Do you think you still have the strength to shoot a sword?"

"My sword is in my hand!" Long Ruo spat out a few words coldly. Feng Duo's pupils shrank slightly, and the long sword in his hand spit out a sword light of about an inch, and said indifferently: "Long Ruo, surrender to me, and you can spare your life!"

Long Ruo suddenly laughed: "Submit to you?"

Feng Duo nodded, with a natural arrogance in his eyes: "That's right, it's your great honor to be able to serve for me!"

Long Ruo stared at Feng Duo coldly and said indifferently: "You call yourself this seat, where is your seat?"

"You don't have to worry about this. My true identity should be exposed for the time being. You just need to know that it is a great honor to serve me!" Feng Duo looked up at the cold sky and said.

Long Ruo sneered: "So your identity is very prominent, how about Han Yun?"

Feng Duo showed a look of disdain on his face and said coldly: "He is just the lord of the world now... He is simply apart from fireflies and bright moons compared to me!"

Long Ruo's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Then I want to see if the bright moon's brilliance will definitely overshadow the fireflies!"

"Haha, the fireflies are coming!" A voice seemed to be rolling from the sky. Immediately under the rising sun in the sky, a little blue shadow rushed towards me, just like a blue cloud coming from the sun, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was not a different person, but Han Yun was the one who appeared behind him, and it was Bai Jian and Chu Junchuo and other girls.
Chapter completed!