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

The two long spears moved.

There were no fancy tricks, only the purest killing intent and the overwhelming force of the gun.

They attacked Ye Yun from the left and right, respectively.

Everyone thought Ye Yun was already exhausted, but unexpectedly, the crimson longsword in his hand was once again surrounded by crimson flames.

Seeing the two figures approaching, Ye Yun blocked Yuan Zuozong's spear with his sword. The sword energy flowed, and with one stroke, he deflected Qi Dangguo's spear. The powerful sword energy sent him flying backward.

"Hmph, it's one thing for someone at the Profound Realm to come, but why would a mere Vajra Realm cultivator come to their death?"

Ye Yun said coldly.

The people of Beiliang are truly fearless and undaunted. He has already killed many Vajra Realm experts, yet there are still people who dare to come looking for death.

"Hahaha, damn it, sword immortals are hard to kill. I'm not afraid of death. Ye Yun, you brat, take my shot first."

Qi Dangguo laughed angrily, a deep sword wound already visible on his chest armor, the bright red blood staining his black armor.

If it weren't for the protection of his inner and outer armor, Ye Yun's sword strike would have seriously injured him.

He leaped up again.

The tip of the spear flashed coldly, piercing towards Ye Yun without reservation.

"It is unacceptable for Qi to rule the country."

Yuan Zuozong shouted to stop him.

Charging in like that would be suicide.

next second.

puff!

The longsword pierced through Qi Dangguo's lower abdomen.

The long spear in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

Qi Dangguo revealed a ferocious smile, staring intently at Ye Yun. He used all his strength in his hands to grip Ye Yun's sword-wielding right hand tightly, and roared:

"Yuan Zuozong! Kill him."

Ye Yun frowned. He was truly a loyal dog, actually trying to hurt him in such a life-for-life manner.

"Ye Yun, you brat, you deserve to die!"

Upon seeing this, Yuan Zuozong's eyes widened, bloodshot, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch as his violent true energy surged around his entire body.

The spear in his hand held a concentration of his entire being's energy.

The spear tip shot out like a dragon, carrying Yuan Zuozong's boundless rage and murderous intent for revenge, moving with a speed beyond visual perception, aiming straight for Ye Yun's throat.

This shot.

It embodies the martial will of a martial artist at the Finger Profound Realm who has fought for many years.

Once the shot is fired, there is no turning back.

It embodies Yuan Zuozong's entire aura, cultivation, and that incredibly powerful spear strike, making it truly an existence that ordinary people would find difficult to withstand.

Unfortunately, he was facing no ordinary person, but a true terrestrial immortal.

Although Ye Yun had just fought Qi Lianhua, which depleted most of his true energy and caused him to be backfired by the power of the immortal sword, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

"You can rest in peace now."

Ye Yun was filled with killing intent, and the sword energy within his body burst forth, directly crushing Qi Dangguo, who was standing right next to him.

A blood-red rain fell to the earth along with the raindrops in the sky, along with fragments of Qi Dangguo's "body".

Then, with a flick of his finger, he transformed the rainwater into a sword. The rainwater visibly increased in size, forming a rain sword.

call out!

What appeared to be an ordinary sword strike actually contained seventy percent of Ye Yun's power.

Rain Sword clashed with Yuan Zuozong's spear.

boom!

A loud explosion rang out.

Yuan Zuozong felt an extreme sword intent that shattered all the spear energy in his body. His spear skills, which he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, were like a thin sheet of paper, easily pierced by his opponent.

He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood.

next second.

Another rain of swords struck.

Looking at the rain sword that was about to strike, Yuan Zuozong closed his eyes with a bitter smile, as various scenes from his life flashed through his mind.

"hatred!"

"Is it really impossible to get reimbursed?"

"Godfather, Qi Dangguo, we will be able to meet again soon."

Only Yuan Zuozong himself could hear his inner voice, which was filled with resentment.

"That's enough!"

A wisp of cyan sword energy, refined to its extreme and powerful enough to sever the sword river, intercepted the rain sword that was about to kill Yuan Zuozong.

After the two sword energies collided.

Like two sparks, they flashed briefly before vanishing without a trace.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Five flying swords burst forth from the sword box, hovering in the air and surrounding Ye Yun from different directions.

"So they've finally made their move?"

Ye Yun's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Li Chungang was a "Sword Armor" and the leader of the Thirteen Armored Warriors of the Spring and Autumn Period.

If it weren't for the damage to his mental state, and his continued rapid progress, his achievements would surely have surpassed those of Qi Lianhua.

The three characters are "Li Chungang".

It is a peak that all sword cultivators in the martial arts world want to surpass.

"Jian Jiuhuang, you focus on protecting this kid, make sure he doesn't get killed."

"As for this battle, let this old man handle it!"

This one-armed swordsman possessed his own arrogance, ascending step by step through the air.

Jian Jiuhuang said "Oh," and then put the five flying swords back into the sword box and stood guard beside Xu Fengnian.

Ye Yun bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Old Sword God. Today, I truly stand up for Beiliang."

Ye Yun felt more admiration and respect for the one-armed old man in front of him.

"Alas, the duty of a loyal man."

"Young man, don't hold back. I'd also like to experience your swordsmanship. I wonder if you can still wield that earth-shattering sword strike?"

Li Chungang sighed.

He had experienced countless fierce battles throughout his life, but today's battle was not purely for himself.

"It can no longer be used."

"However, the old sword god has not truly recovered to his peak level, so this is a fair fight between us."

The two sword strikes just now consumed a lot of his true energy.

His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"In that case, I won't go easy on you."

"If you do not die today, you will surely surpass Wang Xianzhi in the future."

Li Chungang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Please, old sword master, bestow upon me a sword."

As Ye Yun spoke, he secretly circulated his internal energy, trying to maximize his power.

Sword God Li Chungang.

It wasn't just boasting.

"Sword, come!"

Li Chungang suddenly let out a long, earth-shattering roar.

In the instant he let out his long howl.

Centered on him, all the sword-wielding warriors in the entire Lingzhou City were still those sword blanks that had just been formed in the blacksmith's shop.

In a short time.

They all began to vibrate, as if summoned by something.

They all took off uncontrollably, flying towards the place where the long howl had been heard.

Ten thousand swords flew together, tearing through the sky, coming from all directions like rivers flowing into the sea, hanging in the sky, all under the command of the one-armed old man.

"Ye Yun, this sword of mine is inspired by one of your swords. I will use all the swords in the city to fight you."

Li Chungang pointed his sword at Ye Yun, facing him in his strongest form.

This is a sign of respect for the strong.

As Ye Yun gazed at the long swords hanging in the sky, a powerful pressure from the swords seemed to affect his own sword intent.

Li Chungang showed no mercy, pointing his fingers like swords and manipulating thousands of longswords to attack Ye Yun.

Looking at the overwhelming sword intent, Ye Yun knew that the power of this sword had already surpassed the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

It's definitely the power of a land-based sword immortal.

As expected of Li Chungang, although he had not reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal, he used Ye Yun's sword moves in a different way.

Feeling this peak sword intent that far surpassed that of others, Ye Yun's heart pounded. If he were at his peak, he could easily withstand it.

The body's true energy was greatly depleted.

Between life and death.

The sword-wielding sword, Nanming Lihuo, seemed to sense its master's impending danger.

It suddenly jumped.

It was like a tiny, yet incredibly pure, sword intent that was poured into Ye Yun's body.

As the powerful sword pressed down, a flash of inspiration seemed to appear in Ye Yun's mind.

What he lacks is neither true qi nor sword intent.

It is swordsmanship.

An invincible sword heart.

This moment.

Ye Yun has entered a completely new realm.

Sword mind is clear.