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

In this nameless little town, where the ground is covered in yellow sand.

The once bustling market was now filled with a chilling atmosphere due to the appearance of Ye Yun and Xu Longxiang.

The sight of that enormous tiger, its entire body glowing black with a white stripe on its forehead, was enough to make anyone want to stay away. Yet, there were still some martial arts enthusiasts who enjoyed watching the spectacle from afar.

Ye Yun felt that chasing after Xu Longxiang, with his stubborn and headstrong nature, was beneath his dignity.

But he needs to kill the Xu family members one by one personally.

"Xu Longxiang, didn't you want to kill me?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Ye Yun actually looked down on Xu Longxiang. For Xu Longxiang, who was at the Killing Finger Profound Realm, it was like killing an ant.

However, he was extremely interested in his innate Vajra physique.

If we could use a secret technique to directly create a puppet and use that body to kill Xu Fengnian, it would definitely be an extremely exciting event.

This is far better than simply killing Xu Fengnian.

It's more comfortable to come here.

Xu Longxiang frowned. He couldn't sense any aura from Ye Yun, but felt that the other party was unfathomable, and his vigilance increased.

How exactly should I make a move to kill the other party?

But his burning hatred made him disregard everything and ultimately strike first.

The yellow sand on the ground all gathered together with Xu Longxiang's fist.

A faint golden light emanated from his fist.

This punch came from his strongest punch, incredibly powerful, gathering the power of heaven and earth within a hundred-meter radius into this one punch.

boom!

The Great Vajra Fist landed in front of Ye Yun.

But he found a fair hand blocking his punch.

"Is this what it means to be born with the Vajra Realm? Am I not strong enough to be considered powerful?"

Ye Yun said with a hint of teasing.

"die!"

Xu Longxiang threw another punch with his left fist, and Ye Yun quickly tilted his head to the side, the sound of air being cut rang in Ye Yun's ears.

Then came a torrential downpour of fists, relentlessly raining down, determined to kill Ye Yun.

However, Ye Yun did not dodge, but instead let the fist that could seriously injure a first-grade expert hit him.

Boom boom boom!

After a few punches, the surrounding yellow sand and dust dissipated.

Xu Longxiang discovered that his fist was blocked three feet away by an invisible sword aura, and his seemingly invincible fist was already a bloody mess.

"Is that all you've got?"

Ye Yun's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't even look down on this innate Vajra Realm expert who was already invincible at the Finger Profound Realm.

"Go to hell!"

Xu Longxiang was furious and frantically burned his own blood and qi, forming a huge phantom of a dragon behind him.

Legend has it that Xu Longxiang was the reincarnation of a white dragon, which is why he possesses the extraordinary talent of being born with the strength of a Vajra.

It seems this rumor is true.

Its powerful energy surged forth, whipping up clouds of yellow sand.

boom!

Click.

This punch was incredibly powerful and invincible.

Xu Longxiang burned his own life force at the cost of finally shattering the three-foot sword energy formed by Ye Yun.

"Not bad, this is finally starting to get interesting."

"You've thrown so many punches, it's my turn to draw my sword."

Ye Yun thrust his sword at Xu Longxiang. The sword strike was very slow, so slow that it was almost visible to the naked eye, without any fancy moves.

But it was such a simple sword strike.

This made the hairs on Xu Longxiang's entire body stand on end.

Danger.

He was born with an indestructible physique, impervious to swords and spears, and possessed immense strength.

Even ordinary divine weapons would find it difficult to penetrate his body, but faced with Ye Yun's seemingly ordinary sword strike.

Xu Longxiang, however, was extremely cautious.

He gripped his upper body tightly with both fists, channeling all his inner energy to push his defense to its limit.

"puff!"

Fresh blood gushed out from Xu Longxiang's body like brilliant fireworks.

Xu Longxiang stared intently at the man in the red robe with eyes filled with astonishment and resentment.

Why is it that even after practicing so hard for so long and breaking through his cultivation level, he still couldn't withstand this person's sword strike?

Then he fell straight down.

Ye Yun was no longer the same person he was when he was in the Northern Liang Royal Palace; he had grasped a much deeper understanding of swordsmanship.

Its destructive power can shatter a Vajra body as easily as cutting paper.

Xu Longxiang's attempt to block the sword with his own body—is that a testament to his bravery or foolishness?

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yun arrived at Xu Longxiang's side and discovered that Xu Longxiang was not truly dead. There was a mysterious power within him that was repairing his injuries.

"The Soul of the White Dragon!"

A golden light flashed in Ye Yun's eyes, and he discovered this miraculous scene within the body.

Indeed, they are not simple.

"Crimson Sword!"

Ye Yun called out softly.

call out.

A whooshing sound rang out.

A crimson longsword hovered beside him.

Ye Yun pointed his sword at Xu Longxiang's brow: "Come out here."

He unleashed his full power of true energy, forcefully entering Xu Longxiang's body and locking in the white dragon's soul.

"roar!"

A deep dragon roar resounded.

Soon, a foot-long white dragon soul flew out from between Xu Longxiang's eyebrows, but it was enveloped by Ye Yun's power.

The white dragon glared angrily, trying to break free from its encirclement.

"Good stuff, I'll destroy your consciousness."

Ye Yun began to form hand seals, and various golden runes appeared around him, suddenly landing on the white dragon's soul.

"roar!"

The white dragon's screams grew fainter and fainter until it finally turned into a mindless dragon soul.

"go!"

The crimson sword flew toward the dragon soul.

The dragon soul was forcibly injected into the Crimson Sword by Ye Yun.

Finally, the sword that had accompanied him for several years possessed its own true sword spirit, and could now be used as a flying sword.

Xu Longxiang has lost his true foundation, and his vitality continues to wane.

"You can't just die like this!"

Ye Yun made another hand seal, stabilizing Xu Longxiang's last bit of life. Such a naturally invincible physique would be perfect material to refine him into the next Fu Jiang Hong Jia.

Unafraid of any clash of weapons, and possessing immense strength, even without using any martial arts, his terrifying divine power alone is enough to stand up to a first-rank master.

Unless they encounter some strange secret technique that breaks their physical body.

Ye Yun used a Taoist secret technique to seal Xu Longxiang's last breath.

Ye Yun also exhaled a deep breath, stripping away the white dragon's soul and forcibly sealing Xu Longxiang's last breath, causing a huge depletion of his internal energy.

As expected, doing this kind of thing is not so easy.

He was extremely satisfied with the result.

Dunhuang City.

A man in white was practicing his swordsmanship with frenzy, the aura of his blade filling the entire training ground.

Suddenly, the long sword in the white-clad man's hand shattered with a "clang".

"puff!"

The man suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"No!"

"How could that be!"

"Huang Man'er!"

The man was none other than Xu Fengnian, the heir apparent of Northern Liang.

To escape Ye Yun's pursuit, he entered the Northern Wilderness alone and secretly hid in Dunhuang City, practicing the swordsmanship inherited from Qi Lianhua every day and integrating the Great Yellow Court internal energy within his body accumulated over sixty years.

After several months of cultivation, his cultivation level has broken through to the Vajra Realm.

The connection to his bloodline allowed him to sense that his younger brother, Xu Longxiang, had lost his life force.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Behind him, Sweet Potato, dressed in red, asked worriedly.

Xu Fengnian shook his head, his eyes bloodshot: "I'm going to take revenge."

Who can kill Huang Man'er?

Who else but Ye Yun?

The clever sweet potato immediately guessed: "No, young master, your martial arts are not yet fully developed. Going to find that demon Ye Yun now would be suicide."

The entire Northern Liang.

And your father's death requires you to live.

"ah………!"

Xu Fengnian shouted angrily at the sky.

It was as if only in this way could he release the sorrow in his heart.

With the help of Hongshu, Xu Fengnian gradually calmed down:

"Thank you, sweet potato."

"I will kill Ye Yun with my own hands."