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

Qi Lianhua leaped into the air, walking on air, facing Ye Yun in mid-air:

"Young man, since we're going to fight, why don't we find another place? It would be inappropriate to involve innocent people."

"Senior, I'm not here to fight, I'm here to kill."

Ye Yun spoke politely, but his murderous intent was blatantly obvious.

He would never let this opportunity slip by; today he would personally kill "Human Butcher" Xu Xiao.

"You arrogant brat!"

Qi Lianhua was furious. This junior showed no respect whatsoever and insisted on killing Xu Xiao right in front of him.

Although he disliked Xu Xiao, he was still the father of his grandson.

"It not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death."

Ye Yun's eyes were filled with excitement.

This was the first time he had faced someone of the same level.

A true master of swordsmanship.

That's the pinnacle of combat power in this world.

"Come on, kid!"

The words fell.

Qi Lianhua, like a tiger about to devour someone, suddenly unleashed a burst of power with his iron knife.

Seize the initiative.

Arrogant in the way of the sword.

With an aura of crushing everything, he slashed at Ye Yun with his sword.

Where the blade's energy sliced ​​through, the air was compressed into a sonic boom, and the energy firmly locked onto Ye Yun.

Is this the power of the sword armor?

He was indeed far superior to ordinary martial artists.

Ye Yun's longsword suddenly moved, unleashing a solid, ever-flowing fiery red sword aura that clashed with the blade aura.

boom!

It landed with a single blow.

The two attacked again in the blink of an eye.

It was another clash of swords.

The two figures kept changing positions in the air.

In the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged several blows.

It's as if the battle has ended in a draw.

The entire Northern Liang royal palace was shrouded in the intent of knives and swords.

At the very top of Tingchao Pavilion, an old man gazed at the two people fighting in the sky.

"Alas! The realm of terrestrial immortals is truly beyond the reach of mortals! Your Highness, I never imagined that I would miscalculate this boy back then, which would bring such a disaster upon us."

Li Yishan sighed.

To be able to cultivate to the realm of a terrestrial immortal at such a young age is naturally a sign of exceptional talent. And to venture into the Northern Liang Prince's mansion alone, there must be other tricks up one's sleeve.

At some point, a disheveled old man dressed in a sheepskin coat walked out from the bottom of the Listening Tide Pavilion.

"I never imagined that old man Qi was hiding in the Northern Liang King's Mansion."

"Alright, if I can't beat this old man, I'm afraid I'll have to fight to the death."

Li Chungang strode towards the outside of Tingchao Pavilion.

He moved so fast that it seemed he had reached the seriously injured Xu Xiao in just a few steps.

The surrounding guards hurriedly drew their long swords and aimed them at Li Chungang.

"stop…!"

"plum…"

Upon seeing the appearance of the newcomer, Xu Xiao immediately stopped the surrounding guards.

"Hush, let this old man see just what kind of domineering sword intent this is."

Li Chungang gestured to Xu Xiao not to say anything more, then gathered a sword intent in his hand and instantly shot it into Xu Xiao's body.

A domineering and scorching sword intent devoured Li Chungang's sword intent in the blink of an eye.

"Oh dear, this sword intent is so domineering that it can actually devour my sword intent. What kind of sword path does this boy cultivate?"

Although Li Chungang confined himself to Tingchao Pavilion, his understanding of swordsmanship remained among the best in the world.

Even someone as knowledgeable as him had never seen such sword intent before.

"Old Sword God, do you have a way to break this spell?"

Xu Xiao felt as if his entire body was being burned by a raging fire, and his original second-grade cultivation level had long since been dissolved.

Li Chungang shook his head helplessly: "The only way to resolve this is to find a few people with profound internal strength to forcibly expel the sword intent from your body."

"My cultivation level has declined for many years, and I'm afraid I no longer possess that ability."

"So be it! I, Xu Xiao, have killed countless people in my life, and now I am killed by the son of my enemy, and by the Land Sword Immortal."

It's not a loss, it's not a loss.

"But I have one thing I wish to ask the old sword god for help with."

Xu Xiao's only worry right now is his son.

Xu Fengnian.

"Speak! When I fell into poverty and wanted to live in seclusion, I received kindness from you, Xu Xiao. Now I will repay you as a way of returning this favor."

Li Chungang stroked his beard.

"Please, Sword God Li, protect my son Xu Fengnian and teach him martial arts so that he can protect himself. For the sake of the entire Northern Liang and the world, so that it will no longer be in chaos, I beg the old Sword God to grant my request."

Xu Xiao's eyes were filled with tears; he was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

Li Chungang pondered for a moment:

"I will do my best to protect his life and teach him martial arts. As for his ultimate achievement, I cannot guarantee it."

"Thank you, Sword God Li. Whether it succeeds or not is not important. I just need more guidance from you, Sword God Li."

Xu Xiao seemed to know in his heart that he was probably doomed today.

"good!"

After Li Chungang nodded in agreement, he went straight outside.

At this moment, in the sky, swords and blades were still locked in a fierce battle.

Each time, the vast blade energy weakened the blazing sword intent by a fraction.

"This kid, at such a young age, is already a terrestrial sword immortal, a sword prodigy that is one in ten thousand years. He was born for the sword. Even Lü Dongxuan is not as good as him."

Li Chungang sensed that Ye Yun's power above him was waning, a feeling that he was about to be defeated.

Ye Yun fought several battles with the experts from the Northern Liang Royal Palace, severely depleting his own vital energy.

Looking at the scene in the Northern Liang King's Palace, where blood flowed like a river and corpses lay strewn everywhere, Li Chungang knew just how fierce the battle had been. He sighed once more:

"The power of a single sword strike can pierce through a thousand suits of armor."

"The younger generation is truly formidable!"

Countless memories flooded my mind; how spirited and ambitious he was back then.

He was a man with only one sword, and he slaughtered his way across the land. No one dared to use a sword in front of him.

"Boy, retreat at once, or I will spare your life today." Qi Lianhua's voice was like thunder, and his knife remained swift, giving Ye Yun no chance to retreat.

Ye Yun forcefully cleaved the blade with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You old bastard, how dare you corrupt my Dao heart."

"You shameless bastard! You took advantage of my weakened state to gain the upper hand. When I'm at my peak, I'll chop you in half with one sword."

I never expected this armored warrior to resort to such underhanded tactics.

If Ye Yun truly intends to retreat, then his sword intent will surely weaken, and that will be the time of his defeat and death.

Ye Yun was greatly exhausted at this moment, and had been exchanging blows with Qi Lianhua for a long time. The old scoundrel's strength was far beyond the Land Immortal Realm, and he might have already stepped halfway into the Celestial Realm.

"Hahaha, brat, don't blame me for this. Today I will surely kill you."

Qi Lianhua's aura had already reached its peak, and he had seized the initiative, making each strike stronger than the last.

"Come and kill me!"

The crimson longsword in Ye Yun's hand turned from red to white, and the sword intent was no longer crimson, but instead turned white.

"This... there's something strange about the sword intent."

Qi Lianhua stared intently at the sword intent.

"Old Qi, be careful, this kid is about to use his killing move."

A reminder came from below from Li Chungang.

Ye Fan's gaze locked onto the old man in the sheepskin coat below, a terrifying sword intent hidden within his body.

Could it be the Sword God "Li Chungang"?

Li Chungang appears to be only at the Finger Profound Realm.

But once his mental state recovers, he could return to his peak at any time.

But when it comes to Xuezhong, who does he admire the most?

Naturally, it was this slovenly old man.

With a single cry of "Sword, come!" the world knows.

Relying on his own swordsmanship talent, he managed to stand shoulder to shoulder with reincarnated and overpowered individuals like Wang Xianzhi, Lü Dongxuan, and Xu Fengnian.

If it weren't for accidentally killing the person I love.

No one knows where the limits of this sword lie.

"Boy, you possess extraordinary talent, but unfortunately, you are destined to die today."

Qi Lianhua held the knife in both hands, his aura like a dragon, swirling around the ordinary iron knife. The arrogant aura of the knife seemed to tear the air apart.

At this level, determining a winner usually involves a life-or-death battle.

A single move can decide life or death.

"bring it on!"

Ye Yun was also filled with murderous intent at this moment, and stopped him from killing Xu Xiao.

That's tantamount to disturbing his Daoist mind.

"You brat, you deserve to die."

Swords and blades are weapons of war; neither is inherently stronger or weaker than the other. Only the person wielding them can control their power.

This strike.

It encapsulates Qi Lianhua's life insights over several decades. The speed of the blade is incredible, with one strike after another building upon the previous one, and the intent of the blade rising layer by layer, condensing his life's work into a single strike.

"cut!"

The blade's energy swept across the sky, domineering and unparalleled, possessing the power to annihilate immortals and slay gods.

Gazing at the solidified blade energy, Ye Yun sensed the approach of death.

So what if it's Death?

To follow the natural order is to be mortal; to defy it is to be immortal.