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

The back of Wudang Mountain.

Wang Chonglou sat opposite Xu Fengnian, his hands overlapping in a hand seal, his face pale. This Wudang sect leader used himself as a bridge to pour all the true essence of his Great Yellow Court into this Northern Liang disciple.

"Senior brother, is it really necessary to do this?"

Wang Xiaoping, who was standing next to him with a sword on her back, asked with a regretful expression.

If the Great Yellow Court is lost, then his senior brother, the headmaster, will probably be gone too.

Wang Chonglou shook his head and said, "Senior brother asks you for a favor: take him with you and leave Wudang now."

Wang Xiaoping hesitated. If Xu Fengnian were taken away, the one in the sky above might really destroy Wudang.

"Go! Wudang still has me."

Wang Chonglou has made his choice.

The figure of the man in red robes landed heavily on Wudang Mountain, on the square in front of Zixiao Palace. The ground paved with clear stone was shattered with a roar, and the blast swept away the Zhenwu statue in Zixiao Palace, centered on Ye Yun.

As the smoke cleared, Ye Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his red robe spotless.

The area was already surrounded by Wudang disciples.

A phantom spear suddenly transformed into a streak of azure light and stabbed towards Ye Yun.

This shot was as fast as lightning, the tip of the spear spinning with energy, its power locking onto Ye Yun.

Ye Yun didn't move at all, he just raised his hand and pointed.

boom!

This Qingniao, Xu Fengnian's loyal follower, was sent flying backwards with his gun, crashing into the stone lion in front of the Zhenwu Hall. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and then fell unconscious.

"Young friend, isn't it beneath your dignity to bully a young girl?"

The sound arrived before the person.

An old man with one arm flew towards us from above the Zhenwu Hall.

It was none other than the Sword God, Li Chungang.

Looking at Li Chungang, Ye Yun showed a regretful expression: "Old Sword God, are you really going to stop me?"

"Come on! I've never been afraid of a fight."

Without uttering a single word, Li Chungang unleashed his full aura, and a boundless sword intent soared into the sky.

His previously disheveled and hunched body suddenly became much more upright.

This was clearly intended to stop Ye Yun from killing Xu Fengnian.

Now that our stance has been chosen, there is no other option but to fight.

Ye Yun said expressionlessly, "Old Sword God, do you still have any regrets?"

The two were only ten feet apart, and their two completely different sword intents clashed in the air.

"Hahaha, Ye Yun, you are truly the most talented swordsmanship genius I have ever seen in my life. It's a pity that we made different choices."

"I will fight you with all my might today; do not disappoint me."

As Li Chungang finished speaking...

Pointing his fingers like a sword, he shouted to the sky:

"Sword...come!"

At the same time, all the swords on the seventy-two peaks of Wudang Mountain trembled and roared. Thousands of swords burst from their sheaths and, like rivers flowing into the sea, converged above the one-armed old man, forming a river of swords.

Li Chungang, who was originally at the peak of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, broke through his own limitations in that instant.

Return to the land of immortals.

In a short time.

The world has gained another master who has revealed the realm of immortals.

The sword was sensed in the East Sea, deep within the Li Yang Imperial Palace, the Northern Mang Royal Court, the Wu Family Sword Tomb, the Sword Pool, and deep within the Northern Mang region.

No one could have imagined that the sword, which had been dormant for twenty years, would return.

He has returned to his peak condition.

Ye Yun gazed at the sword, feeling both familiar and strange.

Li Chungang has finally recovered to his peak condition.

This one.

That's when it becomes interesting.

"Ye Yun, you borrowed my sword that day to comprehend the Sword Heart Clarity, and I borrowed your will to repair my mind and return to my peak. I will use this sword to fight you."

Li Chungang's somewhat cloudy eyes became unusually sharp.

"Good, good swordplay."

Ye Yunlang laughed loudly.

To be able to fight this former champion of swordsmanship was naturally what he wanted.

"rise!"

Ye Yun leaped up, his sword intent sweeping outwards, forming numerous sword energies centered on himself and the water vapor in the air.

"kill!"

Sword River confronts thousands of sword energies.

The sword energy, like raindrops, collided violently with the rain of swords filling the sky.

Dang dang dang dang.

The sound of shattering swords echoed throughout the entire Wudang Mountain, and the clouds above the Golden Summit were torn apart by these two powerful sword energies.

Fragments of longswords were scattered everywhere in front of and behind the Zhenwu Hall.

This sword strike in their first encounter.

have equal shares.

Li Chungang revealed a hint of satisfaction, not expecting that the opponent could block his sword with the sword energy he had formed.

"Hahaha, how delightful!"

Ye Yun knew that this was not Li Chungang's strongest sword strike; it was merely an appetizer.

Both of them were testing each other.

"I don't know how much of his strength Li Jianshen used."

"I've only used seventy percent."

"Kid, fifty percent."

Li Chungang rolled his eyes at the man in the red robe.

"Again!"

The divine talisman on Li Chungang's head suddenly flew out, and a streak of azure sword light pierced through the air.

This sword strike, though seemingly simple, contains the essence of Li Chungang's lifelong swordsmanship.

Returning to simplicity.

Ye Yun neither dodged nor avoided, but used his finger as a sword to point at the cyan sword energy.

The fingers struck the sword silently.

Centered on the two individuals, a hundred feet apart, the energy began to twist wildly, with the surrounding sword energies intertwining.

Crossing.

After a loud explosion.

A small sword flew backward, heading straight for the head of the Zhenwu statue in the Zhenwu Hall.

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, an old Taoist priest flew out, drawing circles with both hands to form a Taiji diagram, attempting to block the flying sword. However, the sword broke through his Taiji diagram without warning and landed squarely on the forehead of the Zhenwu statue.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but take a few steps back, spitting out blood as he stared at the red-robed man outside the main hall.

He looked on with disbelief.

Li Chungang glanced back; it seemed he had just lost by half a move.

This kid's sword finger technique is too unique; it actually blocked his sword strike guided by a divine talisman and even injured others.

"Ye Yun, we can't fight here. Do you dare to fight in the sky?"

Li Chungang shouted loudly.

Ye Yun laughed loudly: "That suits me just right, old sword god. In this battle between you and me, no other factors will be involved. You want to buy time for Xu Fengnian to escape."

"But don't worry, go ahead and fight with all your might. I promise you, I won't kill Xu Fengnian until you're defeated."

He needs Li Chungang to drop everything and engage in a full-scale battle with him.

Ye Yun took a step forward and soared straight into the sky.

Li Chungang suddenly laughed and followed Ye Yun away.

On Mount Wudang, all the spectators seemed to have seen two immortals.

The idea of ​​immortals on land is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Jian Jiuhuang, who was watching the battle from below, looked at the two leaving and then touched the sword box beside him.

"Old Sword God, I'm afraid only you can stop him."

He finally understood that while his swordsmanship had reached its peak, it was still "as tall as one person" weaker than these two when it came to swordsmanship.

He shouldered the sword case and headed straight for the back of Wudang Mountain.

The most important thing right now is to protect Xu Fengnian's life.

As for who will ultimately win between the Old Sword God and Ye Yun.

But that was no longer a concern for him.

Xu Fengnian, who had already been taken away by Wang Xiaoping, suddenly woke up in the carriage.

"Where am I?"

"Hmph, Xu Fengnian, you'd better live well. My senior brother has given you his life."

Wang Xiaoping's voice was filled with resentment.

For such a good-for-nothing, his senior brother gave up his entire life's cultivation.

Xu Fengnian touched the date-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

Looking out of the carriage, Li Chungang and Ye Yun, who were fighting in the air, had bloodshot eyes.

Revenge?

I, Xu Fengnian, must live.

He killed him himself.