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

Compared to Zhao Xuansu's bewilderment, it was Zhao Huangchao, the patriarch of the Zhao family from another clan who was skilled in intrigue, who was more certain that Ye Yun was definitely not the one who stole the fortune of Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Huangchao believed in his ability to observe qi.

"Sword Sunflower, that's about enough." With a thought, Ye Yun communicated with the "Sword Armor".

A burst of sword energy suddenly erupted from the "Sword Armor," forcefully breaking through the secret formation of Longhu Mountain.

"Ye Yun, you...you, if you have nothing else to do, leave Longhu Mountain immediately. You are not welcome here."

Zhao Xuansu didn't want to see Ye Yun again; he was a hot potato.

They can't be killed, and they can't be used for our own purposes.

"There's one more thing to do. I heard that Qi Xuanzhen left behind a black tiger, and none of you have been able to subdue it. I think it would be quite suitable as a mount or something."

Ye Yun glanced at Zhao Huangchao and found that this old schemer was still unmoved, as if Ye Yun would only act if he directly demolished Longhu Mountain.

Everything else is negotiable.

Little did he know that if Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao, the two patriarchs of Longhu Mountain, were truly confident in killing Ye Yun, they would act immediately.

A figure was rapidly approaching Ye Yun at an extremely fast speed.

When the three of them could see the figure clearly, it was Ye Yun's puppet, "Sword Sunflower".

After being cleansed again by the Xuanhuang Qi of the fake "Dragon Pool", his physical body fit the armor even better. Although his realm did not improve, his combat power became stronger.

Zhao Xuansu stared at the puppet forged by Fu Jiang Hongjia, his eyelids twitching. He had used many secret techniques to trap it, but he hadn't expected to break the spell so easily.

Its true combat power is probably no less than that of ordinary deities from the three religions.

The martial arts world is about to undergo a complete upheaval.

Ye Yun was already so difficult to deal with, and now he has an additional puppet with the killing power of a terrestrial immortal by his side.

Who can kill him now?

"Sword Sunflower, let's go. Do you like tiger penis?"

"Oh right, I forgot you used to be a woman, I think you ate something."

After making the joke, Ye Yun leaped up and landed on Jian Kui's shoulder.

Jian Kui then dragged Ye Yun directly towards the deep forest of Longhu Mountain.

After seeing Ye Yun walk away, Zhao Xuansu asked, "Zhao Huangchao, why don't you dare to make a move?"

"We can't beat them!"

Zhao Xuansu: ………!

"This boy's current cultivation level cannot be judged by ordinary standards. The two of us probably cannot withstand more than a few of his sword strikes. If we want to kill him, we need to borrow his strength."

Zhao Huangchao was well aware of his own strength.

"Leverage? From whom?"

Zhao Xuansu believed that his cultivation level was no weaker than Zhao Huangchao's, and that if they were to fight, he might not be able to defeat him. Since he himself was not confident, he was not sure he could win.

To be clear, he is no match for Ye Yun.

Both of them were ancient monsters who had lived for two hundred years, and their minds were more delicate than anyone else's.

Only by living can we hope to do more.

Zhao Huangchao calmly said:

"Second best in the world, Wang Xianzhi."

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A giant tiger, as large as an ox, with jet-black fur and a white stripe resembling the character "王" (king) on ​​its forehead, was lazily lying in its territory.

He exuded the aura of a demon king, and the surrounding area for miles was affected by this aura, so much so that not even a small animal could be found nearby.

"Wow! It's a big one."

Ye Yun's voice came through.

"roar!"

Black Tiger suddenly opened its eyes, and its roar echoed through the deep forest. It had been in Longhu Mountain for a long time, and this was the first time anyone had dared to mock it, calling it just a "big guy".

Ye Yun touched his chin, feeling the imposing aura emanating from it. This thing had truly become a spirit, possessing intelligence no less than that of humans.

Qi Xuanzhen truly lived up to his reputation as the second incarnation of Lu Zu; he raised tigers better than anyone else and even acquired Taoist cultivation.

Ye Yun had seen many experts at the First Grade Realm, but this was the first time he had ever seen a tiger at the First Grade Realm.

Animals' intuition is always more sensitive than that of humans.

Black Tiger warily guarded against Ye Yun, but dared not provoke him, showing his keen awareness of danger.

"Little Black, why don't you come with me? I'll find you a tigress and make you feel amazing."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

"Roar roar roar!"

The tiger's roar came from the black tiger's mouth again, forming an invisible gust of wind that made Ye Yun's hair fly wildly.

Ye Yun seemed to understand what the black tiger meant.

This is a warning to him to leave immediately.

"It seems I have no choice but to beat you into submission."

"Sword Sunflower, beat it to death! Spare its life!"

Ye Yun snapped his fingers, and Jian Kui beside him pounced on him without hesitation.

The black tiger leaped up, its blood-red maw wide open, its white teeth, thicker than a forearm, a testament to its ferocity. It exuded the aura of a wild beast and pounced on Jian Kui with incredible speed.

Those claws aimed precisely at "Sword Sunflower's" neck.

Jian Kui's sword intent arose spontaneously, and a sword aura shot out suddenly, striking the black tiger's claws at the precise moment.

Ding!

The sword energy collided with the tiger's claws, and the force of the impact deflected the black tiger's attack.

"Hey, you've got something."

Ye Yun's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected that this black tiger could block Jian Kui's sword strike.

Jian Kui used her fingers as a sword, continuously shooting out sword energy as if this true energy were free.

Several sword beams descended upon the black tiger from both sides.

Roar!

Black Tiger roared, dodging like a nimble kitten, while the surrounding trees were constantly being pierced by the sword energy.

However, Jiankui possessed armor that allowed it to breathe without needing to, and the sword energy in its hands became increasingly dense.

Roar!

Black Tiger let out a mournful howl, and in an instant, his body was covered with numerous sword wounds.

Jian Kui formed hand seals, and an even more domineering sword aura formed in her hands.

Ye Yun quickly snapped his fingers, stopping Jian Kui's ultimate move.

If that black tiger were to actually hit him, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

The injury was severe, but the patient still needs to recover, so it's not worth it.

Black Tiger's dark eyes were filled with vigilance, and he was breathing heavily, looking ready to fight to the death at any moment.

"I know you understand me. Today you have only one choice: submit to me!"

"Otherwise, I'll soak your tiger penis in alcohol and drink it."

Ye Yun's words made Black Tiger take a few steps back, its hind legs clamping together in a human-like manner.

Roar!

Black Tiger roared angrily.

"You disagree?"

Ye Yun vanished from his spot in an instant, landing on Black Tiger's back.

"If you're not convinced, I'll beat you until you submit."

Fists rained down on Black Tiger's head.

After being tempered by purple lightning, Ye Yun's physical strength was in no way inferior to any Buddhist Vajra.

Each punch was like a mighty Vajra, slamming heavily onto Black Tiger's body. No matter how Black Tiger rolled around, he still couldn't dodge the punch.

Half an hour later.

The once lush forest has been reduced to a mess by the fight between a man and a tiger, with broken roots everywhere.

It refers to a fight.

In reality, it was Ye Yun who unilaterally beat Black Tiger.

Black Tiger lay on the ground, barely alive, his earlier domineering aura gone. He was breathing heavily, motionless like a lump of mud.

Ye Yun wiped the fur off his fist, secretly pleased. Sure enough, the feeling of each punch landing on the flesh was much better.

"Are you convinced now?"

Black Tiger's dark eyes darted around twice before a single tear rolled down his cheek.

She actually cried after being beaten.

Finally, he crawled to his feet and nodded to Ye Yun.

Ye Yun laughed loudly, "Alright, don't be sad. This young master will take you to find a tigress."

Black Tiger: You're not lying to me, are you?

Ye Yun leaped up and landed on the black tiger, heading straight down the foot of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Longhushan has suffered a fundamental blow this time.

Not only did a Taoist master die, but Ye Yun also quietly stole away their fortune.

Even the black tiger that guarded the mountain was taken away by Ye Yun.