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

Two letters interrupted Ye Yun's seclusion.

The two letters, one from the Northern Liang royal palace, concerned the overall situation in Northern Liang and information about Xu Weixiong and Chen Zhibao.

What Ye Yun least expected was that Xu Weixiong actually became one of Chen Zhibao's strategists, guarding the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion for him.

After a long silence, Ye Yun felt that something was amiss.

Given Xu Weixiong's personality, she naturally wouldn't help Chen Zhibao. So why did she deliberately stay in the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion and do her best to help Chen Zhibao? What was her purpose?!

Xu Fengnian?

The second message came from Xuanyuan Jingcheng and contained only two words.

Northern Mang.

Has Xu Fengnian headed north?

So what if we go north? If we deem you worthy, we'll still kill you.

Ye Yun gazed at the Zhenwu God statue before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Is he a reincarnation of Zhenwu the Great?

If you don't have enough faith, I don't know how you, the True Martial Emperor, can be called an "Emperor".

In early winter, Wudang Mountain was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Yun had been sitting in the Zhenwu Hall for nearly two months, and finally managed to forcibly absorb all the fortune within the Zhenwu statue.

It can be considered that they absorbed the fortune of Wudang.

Others might not be able to see it, but in Ye Yun's eyes, the once perfect and divine statue of Zhenwu had developed some cracks.

"It seems we should go and take a look at Longhu Mountain."

I've long heard of the Golden Pool of Fortune in Longhu Mountain; I wonder what would happen if I absorbed it.

Ye Yun secretly looked at the luck value in the system panel, which had already exceeded one million points.

However, he did not choose to use it directly to enhance his cultivation level. As a sword cultivator, he naturally had to rely on his own comprehension to comprehend the strongest sword path.

Perhaps this good fortune can help him integrate the teachings of the three religions.

at the same time.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain is the only way down the mountain.

An old man and a young boy are standing here.

"Master, do you think you can defeat that demon?"

The boy leading the donkey asked in confusion.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his hands clasped together: "You'll only know once you've fought. If I don't win, you'd better run fast."

"That Ye Yun killed almost all the experts in the entire Northern Liang Royal Palace. We have no grudge against him, so why should we stop him?"

The boy leading the donkey wanted to know why his master had chosen such a difficult task.

The middle-aged man smiled silently as he hung peach blossoms on the woven bag of his donkey.

Nobody knows what he's thinking.

The boy looked at his master with a sense of unease in his heart.

In the martial arts world, his master is known as the Peach Blossom Sword God.

He's consistently ranked among the top three in martial arts rankings. Challenging Wang Xianzhi is one thing, but why is he here waiting for the rising demon Ye Yun?

Soon, a man in a red robe came down from Wudang Mountain alone.

As soon as Ye Yun left the gate of Wudang Mountain, he looked down the mountain and sensed a killing power. This sword intent was extremely pure and different from Li Chungang's.

When he saw this person, who was carrying a seemingly ordinary peach blossom branch, he understood who this sword intent came from.

Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a.

He practices swordsmanship, but not the way of the sword.

"Deng Tai'a, I don't know if you're stopping me because you want to ask about the sword, or because you want to help Xu Fengnian."

Ye Yun spoke first.

Today's battle is inevitable.

Unexpectedly, instead of seeking out this new sword god, he came looking for him.

"What's the difference?"

Deng Tai'a countered with a question.

His purpose in coming here was indeed for the son of his benefactor, Wu Su.

By all accounts, he is Xu Fengnian's uncle.

"If you're only here to challenge me and have a sword duel, I won't kill you."

"If you are trying to stop me to protect Xu Fengnian, you will die."

Ye Yun calmly stroked the "Crimson Sword" he held in his hand.

Deng Tai'a suddenly laughed: "In my opinion, there is no difference."

Swordplay competition.

Stop Ye Yun.

There is no difference.

In this world, if anyone wants to kill Wu Su's son, Deng Tai'a will certainly not stand idly by.

His right hand rested gently on the peach blossom branch, as if it were his longsword.

"Alas! It seems the world is about to lose another genius swordsman."

The short sentence, without the slightest hint of murderous intent, was more intense than any killing intent.

"Really? How do you know who the winner is if you haven't even fought?"

Deng Tai'a stood with his hands behind his back, a peach branch in his hand. So what if the other party was someone who had defeated Li Chungang and killed a terrestrial immortal?

This is Deng Tai'a's way.

"please!"

Ye Yun finished speaking.

The Crimson Sword erupted with a roar, and the seemingly calm figure was now surrounded by towering crimson sword energy, like raging flames.

"As expected of someone who could defeat the old Sword God, his sword intent is domineering and scorching."

As Deng Tai'a praised it, he simultaneously flicked his wrist, and the seemingly ordinary peach blossom branch suddenly burst forth.

Twelve whooshing sounds suddenly rang out.

A total of twelve sword energies, each a different color, condensed from his own sword intent, suddenly attacked Ye Yun.

These twelve sword energies seemed to have a life of their own, attacking from different angles.

Ye Yun did not draw his sword, but instead focused intently on his sword strike.

What appears to be a sword move is more like a sword formation formed by condensed sword energy.

As expected of Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God.

It refers to the first level of killing in the Xuan Realm.

They came right off with their ultimate move.

Ye Yun held a crimson sword, and his powerful sword intent formed a sword energy barrier around him, completely enveloping him.

Twelve sword energies suddenly appeared on Ye Yun's sword intent shield.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Ding ding ding ding ding!

The sword intent rained down on the shield, but instead of breaking through it as expected, it did not.

Instead, it was like raindrops falling on the water's surface, eventually dissolving and disappearing, transforming into sword energy belonging to Ye Yun.

Deng Tai'a felt as if his sword energy had been suddenly swallowed up. What was going on?

"Deng Tai'a, if you don't show some real skill, you probably won't be able to stop me."

Ye Yun calmly gazed at the figure in front of him.

In their first encounter, Deng Tai'a suffered a complete defeat.

Instead, Ye Yun devoured his sword energy.

This is the sword intent that Ye Yun has rediscovered during this period, and the moves he developed using the characteristics of his innate sword body.

It has a great restraint on those who wield swords.

Especially those who like to use sword energy or sword intent to hurt others.

Upon hearing this, Deng Tai'a no longer held back. His figure moved swiftly, like a ghost, and he thrust out the peach blossom branch with the most ordinary sword move.

Suddenly, twelve tiny swords flew out of the wooden box hanging on the donkey's back, their precise rotations forming an ever-flowing sword array.

This is Deng Tai'a's strongest move.

They are known for their lethality.

"This sword formation is called 'Disintegration of the Army.' It was originally prepared for Wang Xianzhi of Martial Emperor City. If we don't use it today, we may never have the chance again."

Throughout his life, Deng Tai'a had experienced various battles, but this was the first time he was not confident of winning.

Even more difficult to deal with than Wang Xianzhi.

Because Ye Yun did not draw his sword, he was able to easily neutralize his sword energy.

Deng Tai'a's sword is eerie, ruthless, and full of destruction.

Ye Yun's swordsmanship is domineering, invincible, and even more so, it uses his power to suppress others.

Ye Yun said coldly:

"Deng Tai'a!"

"If this is your strongest move, then you are doomed."