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

The former king of Qingcheng Mountain has lost his domineering nature.

Hiding behind Zhao Yutai, he remained silent, his life now entirely in the hands of the woman wearing the bronze mask.

"Ye Yun, take another sword strike from me."

Zhao Yutai already knew that her sword could not harm the man in red robes in front of her, but she still went ahead without hesitation and drew her sword to stab him.

With his peak cultivation at the Profound Realm, he unleashed his full power, and his domineering sword intent surged forth once more.

This sword strike, though seemingly faster than the previous one, lacked the concentrated sword energy found in any of them.

Ye Yun shifted his position and, using the same swordsmanship as Zhao Yutai, condensed a finger of sword energy.

Ding!

The longsword that had accompanied Zhao Yutai for many years shattered with a crash.

puff!

Zhao Yutai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood: "You... actually... know my swordsmanship."

What terrified her most was...

She had only used one sword technique from the Wu family's sword tomb when Ye Yun had already learned it.

What kind of monster is this person?

"Not bad, peak Finger Profound Realm cultivation, pure sword intent. I want your body."

Ye Yun's voice carried a hint of excitement, as if he had seen some kind of treasure.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng wore a strange expression.

Does his master like this kind of strange woman?

Watching the show, Zhao Kai thought to himself, "The tastes of experts are truly different."

The one who suffered the most was Qingniao. She thought she was pretty, but Ye Yun seemed to look down on her and now actually liked "older women".

"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yutai angrily retorted.

This is an attempt to humiliate her.

Ye Yun touched his nose, realizing that he might have made them misunderstand something.

but.

it is not important.

"fall!"

Ye Yun called out softly.

A beam of light condensed from sword energy instantly fell from the sky and enveloped Zhao Yutai.

"what!"

Zhao Yutai used all her vital energy to resist the sword strike, but the countless sword energies within it were constantly tearing her body apart, causing her to scream in agony.

"break!"

Clap clap clap!

As the bronze mask on Zhao Yutai's face slowly cracked, it revealed a face covered in scars and extremely ugly.

The person's vitality had almost completely vanished, yet a faint trace of life remained.

Everyone couldn't help but frown.

The reason this Taoist nun wore the bronze mask was because of her face. Her face was clearly slashed by sword energy, which must have been caused by her sword cultivation back then.

"Master, can I have him?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not expect his master Ye Yun to give Zhao Yutai to her.

But Wu Lingsu cannot be wasted.

Ye Yun raised his hand and unleashed several sword energies, directly sealing Wu Lingsu's entire aura. He then nodded and said:

"Um!"

"Qingfeng, did you bring everything I asked you to bring?"

"Master, how could Qingfeng not take the things you entrusted to me to heart?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng showed a look of joy, and then clapped his hands to the followers behind him.

Soon, two burly men carried a large black wooden box and placed it in front of Ye Yun.

"Master, all your things are here. I have had them remelted according to your requirements."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stepped forward and opened the black wooden box.

Inside were neatly arranged pieces of iron, which were the five sets of red armor with different attributes that Han Diao Temple had sent. However, Ye Yun had them remelted and turned them into fragments of red armor.

Zhao Kai saw it immediately: his talisman-wielding red armor had turned into a pile of iron pieces.

What a waste!

Ye Yun nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, I'll leave Qingyang Palace to you. I need to go into seclusion for a few days. I'll make further plans after I emerge from seclusion."

The words fell.

Ye Yun rolled up the black wooden box and Zhao Yutai's body, then disappeared into the main hall of Qingyang Palace.

"Respectfully seeing off our Master."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng bowed respectfully.

After Ye Yun left, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng turned his attention to Zhao Kai and Qingniao and the others.

"Greetings, Miss Qingfeng. My name is Zhao Kai, and I am a friend of Ye Jianxian."

Zhao Kai took the initiative to step forward and greet him.

She disliked Zhao Kai somewhat. From the moment she met him, she felt that his intentions were impure, especially the way he looked at her, which was too intense.

"Okay, that's all for you. You can go now."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng saw the guest out directly.

"Um...actually...I can stay and help Aomine with some of the dirty and tiring work."

Zhao Kai really wanted to stay and get to know the woman in purple better.

"I see! Then I'll trouble you to clean up that pile of corpses and bloodstains in front of the main hall! I'm sure you can clean it up perfectly."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at Zhao Kai and smiled.

"Ah? Miss Aomine, this...!"

"You don't want to? Then let's go."

Zhao Kai was completely bewildered. What was going on?

"Yes, yes."

"Alright, I'll deal with him. Good luck."

After Xuan Yuan Qingfeng finished speaking, he followed Ye Yun's example and grabbed Wu Lingsu, whose energy had been sealed, and left the main hall of Qingyang Palace.

Zhao Kai, disheveled in the wind.

Watching Xuan Yuan Qingfeng take Wu Lingsu away, he couldn't help but complain, "No wonder they're master and disciple, they both have such heavy tastes!"

- - -

Deep in the Qingcheng Mountain range.

On a boulder, Ye Yun used his sword intent to condense into threads, forcibly sewing the armor, which had been reforged from the red talisman armor, onto Zhao Yutai's body.

Zhao Yutai was originally a genius sword cultivator from the Wu family's sword tomb. Although he was only Wu Su's sword attendant, his sword talent was no weaker than that of the contemporary sword geniuses.

The moment Ye Yun saw her, his domineering sword intent made him realize that she was the best candidate to be made into a "sword armor" puppet.

He completely shattered her aura with his sword intent, preserving a sliver of her life force. Using the secret technique given to him by Han Diao Temple, he forcibly erased her memories, turning her into a humanoid puppet.

At this moment, the location of this "sword armor" is exactly where the Qi and earth veins of Qingcheng Mountain converge. There is yellow and purple Qi present, which is just right to redraw its talismans, so that it can regain the ability to be invulnerable to swords and spears and immune to all kinds of magic.

The material used to forge the Fujiang Red Armor was a meteorite from outer space, which inherently possessed extraordinary energy. Most importantly, this special material had the ability to mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

Ye Yun's hands were constantly forming hand seals, forcibly merging Zhao Yutai completely with the armor.

However, this process will take a long time.

Ye Yun's crafting method is somewhat different from Han Diao Temple's method of crafting five red armors with different attributes.

It not only retains all of Zhao Yutai's sword skills from his lifetime, but also has the ability to learn sword techniques, making it a special kind of "sword armor".

It further enhanced her defense, allowing her to maintain the strongest killing power of the peak Finger Profound Realm without needing to breathe.

Once successfully refined, she will be a ruthless killing machine, never knowing fatigue, and her killing power will be even stronger than that of Fu Jianghongjia and Ye Hongting back then.

Several months later.

Roar!

A strange, eerie cry came from deep within the back mountains of Qingcheng Mountain.

A powerful sword aura shot into the sky.

A humanoid swordsman dressed entirely in red armor appeared beside Ye Yun.

Looking at this sword-armored puppet at the peak of the Finger Profound Realm, Ye Yun was extremely excited, even more so than when he himself had improved his realm.

"From now on, you shall call me that!"

"Swordflower!"