A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

Beneath the vast sky, the figure still hovered high in the air, the crimson sword in his hand still dazzlingly bright.

This peerless swordsman hovered there silently.

Below them were tens of thousands of Northern Liang cavalry and numerous Northern Liang experts.

The surviving experts from Northern Liang seemed to regret it a little, having fought to the death without even seeing what their opponent actually looked like.

Do all the top martial arts masters these days like to wear a mask?

But a voice echoed in their hearts.

The other party was Ye Yun.

Although Ye Yun did not move, for some reason, his aura did not weaken but instead grew stronger. The intense and gloomy oppressive feeling made everyone's breathing become rapid.

Jian Jiuhuang touched the sword box on his back: "What a formidable opponent."

"When I was young, I encountered many talented sword cultivators, but only this young man made me dare not easily make a move."

"Once the sword is drawn, it's a matter of life and death."

Li Chungang said in a low voice.

Xu Fengnian swallowed hard.

Even the Sword God dared not draw his sword. Just how strong is Ye Yun, and how can he take revenge?

Yuan Zuozong didn't care about any of that. He twirled his spear and shouted, "The King of Beiliang died at his hands. Even if the Beiliang Iron Cavalry is destroyed, we will still kill him!"

Qi Dangguo, carrying a large spear, approached Yuan Zuozong from behind: "Together! Kill him!"

Ye Xizhen and Yao Jian stayed by Chen Zhibao's side, who had lost an arm. Now that Chen Zhibao was seriously injured and his strength had been greatly reduced, the new king of Beiliang in their hearts was this "White-Clad Soldier Immortal".

At this moment, Chen Zhibao's face was extremely ugly. Originally at the peak of the Finger Profound Realm, his strength had regressed to the Vajra Realm. If he could not overcome his fear of Ye Yun, he would be stuck at the Vajra Realm for the rest of his life.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, Chen Zhibao finally chose to fight. He picked up a long spear from the ground and was about to charge forward with the others.

Yao Jian hurriedly stepped forward to stop Chen Zhibao: "No, you are now greatly weakened. If you fight again, you will surely die."

"That's right. We can use our iron cavalry formation to wear down Ye Yun. This is not a martial arts duel. You should think carefully about who will be the true new king of Beiliang in the future."

Ye Xizhen reminded him from the side.

Yao Jian, who came from a Taoist family, longed to become the national teacher. In his early years, he heard Huang Sanjia make a prophecy that "a white-robed man will slay a python and a dragon." He believed from the beginning that Chen Zhibao was the one destined by heaven.

He is the future King of Northern Liang.

A person who can unify the world.

Chen Zhibao looked at the two people in front of him, then at the Northern Liang cavalry behind him, and finally sighed before retreating back into the Northern Liang cavalry.

He naturally understood that Ye Yun's strength was such that he could not be killed by one person alone.

boom.

The ground was once again blasted apart by a powerful burst of energy.

A surge of sword intent rose upwards.

"Li Chungang and Jian Jiuhuang, protect my beloved grandson! Today, I will perish together with this scoundrel."

Qi Lianhua looked at Xu Fengnian, who was not far away.

"Grandpa...!"

Xu Fengnian wanted to shout, but for some reason he couldn't make a sound.

Qi Lianhua gave Xu Fengnian a slight smile, and then his aura surged.

"This is... a forced breakthrough."

Li Chungang exclaimed in surprise.

Above the terrestrial immortals.

Heaven and man are one.

Ye Yun frowned, never expecting that this old scoundrel would risk his life to forcibly break through to the next realm for the sake of his grandson.

Xu Fengnian, oh Xu Fengnian.

You truly are blessed with great fortune; numerous opportunities have come your way.

"Look at the knife!"

Qi Lianhua held the knife with both hands, delivering the most simple and unadorned strike.

A whistling sound arose in the wind.

It was like a chorus of ghosts.

This is the duel between the realms of the celestial and the mortal.

It is no longer about individual moves and techniques, but about the resonance between heaven and earth.

Qi Lianhua's knife landed on Ye Yun's head.

With the force of thunder!

Ye Yun lightly tapped the longsword in his hand, then lazily raised the crimson sword in his hand.

"Ding!"

A very faint sound of swords clashing.

The sound suddenly stopped.

"Destroy!"

With a slight raise of his sword, Ye Yun forcefully severed the ancient blade in Qi Lianhua's hand.

A very faint crimson sword light flashed by.

This peerless swordsman now had a blood-red mark between his brows.

In a short time.

In the sky, it was as if time had stood still.

boom!

Qi Lianhua, who was supposed to be killed by a single sword strike, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with a resolute intent.

But his "corpse" fell downwards.

Everyone below saw that another Qi Lianhua was pointing a finger at Ye Yun's brow.

Both of them were frozen in mid-air.

The crimson sword energy around Ye Yun gathered more and more, igniting the entire sky. Qi Lianhua was like a giant golden sword, slashing towards this crimson sword cloud.

The thunder roared, like the sound of thousands of war drums beating in unison.

The entire population of Lingzhou City was alarmed by the sound and flocked to the streets to observe the celestial phenomenon.

"Die!"

Qi Lianhua's primordial spirit roared through gritted teeth. This was the last strike of his life, a strike that would destroy heaven and earth. Even if he couldn't ascend, he would choose to perish together with Ye Yun.

"You old bastard! Open it!"

Ye Yun felt the breath of death again, and could no longer care about anything else.

Once again, communicate with the Sword and Fairy through your thoughts.

Nanming Lihuo.

The power of the sword immortal burst forth.

"Come! This old man's blade is waiting for your sword."

Qi Lianhua poured all his energy into it, and thus knew the meaning of Ye Yun's sword strike.

The sword that severely injured him and killed Xu Xiao back then.

boom.

As the intent of the blade clashed with the intent of the sword.

A loud explosion rang out.

Then the fiery clouds and golden light dissipated.

The sky quietly transformed into an autumn rain, which gently fell.

Everyone looked up and saw the old man's figure slowly drifting away in the wind.

Ye Yun's face was pale, and there was a knife scar between his eyebrows.

Qi Lianhua ultimately lost.

The price is death.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that even after forcibly breaking through the realm, I'm still no match for him."

Qi Lianhua's voice echoed across the battlefield.

Then, the last wisp of his primordial spirit suddenly flew towards Xu Fengnian and entered Xu Fengnian's brow without hesitation.

"Grandpa...!"

"No………!"

Xu Fengnian wanted to cry, but couldn't.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for killing a pseudo-Celestial Realm expert. You have gained 200000 Luck Points."

Qi Lianhua's last wisp of primordial spirit dissipated, signifying his complete death.

Ye Yun, who was panting heavily, showed a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected to gain so much luck value after killing a pseudo-terrestrial celestial being.

His right hand, which was gripping the crimson sword, trembled incessantly, not from excitement at gaining a large amount of luck points, but rather from the backlash brought about by the power of the immortal sword.

The consequences of forcibly using the sword when one lacks sufficient strength.

Fortunately, I had used it once before, and my meridians were much stronger, so they were not seriously damaged.

Given the current situation, it seems unlikely that Xu Fengnian and Chen Zhibao can be eliminated.

"He's exhausted, kill him!"

Zuo Zongtang roared and, together with Qi Dangguo, raised their spears and charged at Ye Yun, who was exhausted in mid-air.

"kill!"

Xu Longxiang was about to leap up and kill Ye Yun, but Xu Fengnian stopped him.

"No."

"Sword God, Old Huang, may I pray for you?"

Xu Fengnian immediately knelt down, clasped his hands in a fist, and pleaded with Li Chungang and Jian Jiuhuang.

If they were to make a move now, they would surely be able to kill Ye Yun.

"Young master, please get up. If you survive, you must treat me to a drink, and remember to order two ounces of peanuts."

Jian Jiuhuang hurriedly helped Xu Fengnian up, revealing a smile with his missing front tooth.

Li Chungang sighed:

"Fine! I'll help you this once to repay Xu Xiao's favor. From now on, we'll be even."

"Thank you, Sword God."

Xu Fengnian expressed his gratitude once again.

A powerful sword intent emerged from below.

Ye Yun did not take Yuan Zuozong and Qi Dangguo seriously. The two were only at the Profound Realm, and even if he was seriously injured, it would be easy for him to kill them.

His gaze drifted to the side, and he sensed two terrifying sword intents below, their energy locking onto him.

I've been watching the play for so long.

Is it finally time to make a move?