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The knife traveled thousands of miles in an instant and appeared in the snow-filled silver sky of Snowstorm Silver City almost instantly.

The sword hung high like a king of a country looking down at his highness and his ministers. Because Feixue's charming eyes added a bit of mystery, even Yuwen Clan, who was among the crowd at the restaurant, had never seen the true appearance of the sword.

However, he could deeply feel the aura coming from the knife.

An ancient, sad, and lonely atmosphere.

It was like the desolation expressed by an old man who had escaped from the world for a thousand years and had never seen the prosperity of the world for the first time when he walked out of the "barren tomb".

It is desolate, but it is also supremely majestic!

Because when the sword was hanging high in the silver sky, and the half of the Snowy Silver City, which had not been eroded by the night, remained as white as ever, countless swords that were trembling in silence suddenly began to violently stir at the same moment.

They are restless.

They are afraid.

They can't wait to surrender to that heavenly sword!

Some person in the street, inn, or area of ​​Fengxueyin City looked anxiously at his trembling arms. Finally, he couldn't bear the unruly and frenzy of the knife in his hand, and the knife flew out with a whistling sound.

He suddenly called out: "My knife."

In an instant, thousands of knives of various shapes and colors were whizzing away in half the sky against the wind and snow in Silver City.

Snow knives hang all over the city!

The magnificent and majestic scene in front of you is not inferior to the king's posture of sitting in the Kunlun Mountain Sword Pavilion Muyun Sword City ten years ago and looking at the mountain with millions of swords!

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Nangong Jiu looked at the crutch hanging in the air with a cold expression, and then looked at the heavenly sword in the silver sky whose origin was unknown but already known in his heart, obviously a little unhappy.

Outside Fengxueyin City there are not only crutches, but also two broken knives and Zhu Yanxue.

However, compared to Nangong Jiu's anger, the two of them looked at the sword that was known as the legend in the forbidden area of ​​Duanjia Dao Mountain, and their eyes were filled with unconcealed longing.

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In a dry well in an unknown courtyard in Fengxue Silver City, Liu Shisan looked confused.

He had never seen such a heavenly phenomenon.

Half of the sky above the dry well was stained by the moonlight, but the other half was as silvery as before, as windy and snowy as before.

And the bamboo knife he left his hand was hanging high in the alternating position between night and day.

Trembling.

What are you fearing or surrendering to?

He thought that something extraordinary must be happening in the sky that could not be seen outside the dry well!

"Master must have come to save us." Holding Nuanyu's still curled up Song Lingyun with both hands, a hint of hope finally appeared on her face.

"This is not Master's sword." Liu Shisan shook his head.

The butcher's knife is a Buddhist killing knife. When the butcher's knife is born, it must be filled with overwhelming evil energy and blood, and it is definitely not what he sees before his eyes. Liu Shisan didn't know what was happening outside. Before the sword came, he actually started to worry.

The young monk should always remain silent.

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In the snowy courtyard outside the dry well, a gust of wind and snow rolled in, and dozens of strange figures quietly appeared in the wind and snow.

Dressed just like ordinary people in the world, they cautiously looked up at the sky, at the moon hanging high in the dark night, at the thousands of swords hanging above the city, and at the bamboo knife above the dry well.

They were silent.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

The wind and snow in the courtyard became more and more violent, and more and more companions appeared from the snow. A gust of wind and snow swept over, and a group of figures flashed out.

Soon, hundreds of people gathered in the originally empty and snowy courtyard!

Hundreds of people surrounded the dry well, hundreds of people stared at the dry well, and they did not move.

Before receiving specific instructions, they had no choice but to defend the hostages!

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The crescent moon hangs on the south tower.

As night falls in half of the Snowy Silver City, an icy cold moon flies out of the restaurant, scanning the world with its awe-inspiring sword brilliance.

After the radiance of the sword, dozens of figures of the feather guards flashed between countless pavilions and streets, following alternately...

Thousands of swords hang in the air.

In the restaurant, the eyes of the white-haired old man changed like stars, and the Heavenly Sword, which was pouring out energy from his body, truly dominated the world at this moment.

The Heavenly Sword is the sword of kings and ministers. At the moment when thousands of swords are worshiping, it does not need to scan the world, it only needs to summon.

The heavenly sword screams, and it summons the master of the remaining sword intention with its royal power.

The king's power was so frightening that no one dared to disobey him! So everyone in the city who heard the call of the Heavenly Sword bowed their heads and knelt down in silence! And the leader of the Yanling Guards, Yuwen Clan, personally followed the direction of the Hanging Sword, which gradually became silent.

Going back...

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In the courtyard where Dry Well was located, the bamboo sword summoned by the Heavenly Sword suddenly let out a sword cry that resounded through the sky. At the moment when countless knives fell silent, the sword cry was particularly harsh.

The hundreds of aliens in the courtyard were all frightened!

Everyone immediately looked up to the sky.

The courtyard door was pushed open with a bang, and the foreigners who rushed into the courtyard shouted in panic: "By God's command, everyone must evacuate immediately!"

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In the silver sky where thousands of silent swords hang, the bamboo sword that stands out and trembles at the junction of night and day is extremely dazzling.

So countless people looked up and looked into the distance.

They saw half of Yin City shrouded in night, and the lone moon that glanced at the world with its cold light flew towards the bamboo sword.

Behind the moon sword, dozens of Yan Ling Guards were seen speeding up with trembling bamboo swords. One after another figures flashed towards the unattended courtyard. They noticed that hundreds of aliens in the courtyard were suddenly surrounded by dozens of powerful auras.

, after receiving the order from the divine general, they did not dare to delay at all. They suddenly scattered from the courtyard like a flock of birds in the frightened forest, and rushed in all directions in a team of ten people.

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In the other direction, as the ten thousand swords gradually fell silent, Yuwen Clan, who was finally attracted by the sound of the bamboo sword, stood on the attic of the courtyard with his hands behind his hands. He watched hundreds of aliens fleeing suddenly, and the Ling Guards who gathered together.

There was a fight, but there was no rush to take action.

Because behind him, more Yan Ling guards rushed from all directions, forming a dragnet in an extremely orderly manner and gathering together.

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In the dry well, Liu Shisan heard the fighting outside and knew that reinforcements were coming. Regardless of the bamboo knife hanging in the air, he stood up suddenly and shouted towards the wellhead... The sound of shouting reached his ears, and inside the pavilion

The Yuwen valve above suddenly locked eyes on the dry well...

His figure disappeared.

His figure appeared again.

He stood on top of the iron cage in the dry well, looking at the three people locked in the cage at his feet.

Liu Shisan was overjoyed: "Senior Yuwen."

Yu Wenhua smiled: "Don't be afraid, children, I will take you home."

A terrifying force spread from beneath his feet.

The force was like thunder and lightning traveling along the iron cage. At a certain moment, the tight cage suddenly collapsed. Yuwen Valve's movement was extremely fast, like a gentle breeze sweeping the three of them out of the well.

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Over the dry well, a terrifying ripple suddenly erupted at the junction of night and day. The ripples carried the wind and snow and stirred up air waves that spread out in all directions. The terrifying air waves scattered the hanging knives all over the city, falling one after another, and enveloped the city.

The darkness in half the city was also driven away layer by layer.

That was the collision between Nan Louyue, who was scanning the human world, and the heavenly sword that ruled the world!

They found the bamboo knife at the same time and chopped it off without hesitation!

The bamboo knife broke and then shattered like snowflakes.

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"please."

"please."

The figures of the two sword masters in the restaurant disappeared at the same time. When they reappeared, they were already standing in the air holding swords.

The moon in the south tower is in the hands of snow in the north of autumn.

The heavenly sword in the hand that cuts off thousands of calamities.

The two of them stood in the windy and snowy void, looking at each other from a distance of ten feet.

They didn't care about the fierce fighting between the Yan Ling Guards and the foreign tribes around them, nor did they care about the Yuwen Clan rescuing Liu Shisan and others and joining Jiang Manlou's people who came with their movements.

They have forgotten where they are.

They only have eyes for each other.

Because in a duel between strong men, victory or defeat only occurs in a moment, and there is no room for error.

Finally, they took action.