Sheng Fu

Chapter 559 Similar Snow
At night, the night wind is cold and the stars are brilliant.

Yu Wenjun did not go back to Mingyue Mountain to sleep, but came to an isolated island to watch the stars. The galaxy is endless, like a child's state of mind.

The star charts are neatly arranged, orderly, and the rules are superficial. After stargazing for a long time, Yu Wenjun sighed in frustration: "It involves too many levels, and it is difficult to see the miraculous effect of stargazing."

Simply, sitting cross-legged on this isolated island, watching the bright moon on the sea, practicing silently.

In recent days, his cultivation base has been a little neglected.

Yu Wenjun felt deeply guilty about this, thinking of his boyhood, that pure state of mind was gone forever.

The cold sea breeze came like a tidal wave.

A sharp sword appeared on the edge of the island, and then with a flash of cold light, it killed Yu Wenjun an inch behind him.

Loudly!
The sword qi of the comer surged together with the protective qi propped up by Yu Wenjun. The sword body was squeezed by the protective qi, and suddenly bent, then suddenly collapsed straight, revealing a clear and crisp sound of the golden weapon, and it burst into flames in an instant. Enlarge a piece of fire tree silver flower.

This sword was very sudden, if Yu Wenjun hadn't just calmed down, it would be difficult to prevent it.

Looking back, the person holding the sword is a middle-aged man about 50 years old. He is tall and has a stern and masculine temperament.

Yu Wenjun said with great interest: "I was surprised to find me on this isolated island after crossing the Beihai defense line."

There is no other possibility except internal supernatural powers and external ghosts.

The middle-aged man did not respond, showing the aura of returning to the original, with his arms bent and his waist down, holding the sword in both hands, a simple and desolate sword emerged, if Dadu got angry, he would soon destroy the world with a flood.

Yu Wenjun showed his determination and stood ready.

When the assassin came, he didn't plan to leave alive, and only one person could survive on this isolated island.

The mature man stepped on the ground with his back foot, and in an instant, the blade of the sword reached Yu Wenjun's throat, and it was only a few centimeters away from piercing the throat. Yu Wenjun was shocked, moved back two steps, crouched slightly, and then split open Come.

boom!
The saber intent is surging, unparalleled in sharpness, as if it can cut space with one knife.

After one blow, the middle-aged man's offensive was interrupted, he retreated more than three feet, leaned forward, and acted like a tiger pounced.

Yu Wenjun frowned slightly and said: "There are many swordsmen in the north, but few swordsmen. Looking at your face, you must have come from the north. There are only a few strong men with such kendo in the north. As far as I know, there are only a few of them. Are you who?"

Such a swordsman is not like a bodhisattva that can be supported by ordinary families.

If it was said that this matter was not written by Fucheng, Yu Wenjun would not believe it.

The swordsman stood on the ground with one hand, the blade pierced the night sky, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

In previous fights with swordsmen, it only took one face-to-face to know the origin of the opponent's roots. This time, Yu Wenjun was at a loss. This swordsman has a lot of background.

Zheng!
A crisp sword sound came out.

The middle-aged man approached Yuwenjun's throat with his sword again, but this time Yuwenjun had already prepared himself, and blocked the throat with his sword.

The tip of the sword reached straight to the spine of Duan Nian Dao, and they clashed secretly, sparking platinum sparks that lit up the entire night.

Yu Wenjun suddenly felt that the hand holding the knife was slightly numb, and then retreated steadily.

The swordsman went forward relentlessly, wanting to pierce the spine of Duan Nian with a sword, and then break Yu Wenjun's throat.

"Who are you?" Yu Wenjun said angrily.

The swordsman didn't speak, and kept oppressing Yu Wenjun all the time, so that Yu Wenjun's cutting edge could not pour out, and he had no room to display other magical powers.

Yu Wenjun is still retreating, and his footsteps are about to leave this isolated island.

The big arm was throbbing, and wisps of sword energy poured into Yu Wenjun's body through Duan Nian.

Suddenly, the situation changed.

puff!
The strong man's sword movement stopped abruptly, and when he looked down, a snow-like long sword pierced his abdomen.

Behind him, Jing Peiyao arrived.

He didn't know when Jing Peiyao would arrive, even Yu Wenjun didn't know when Jing Peiyao would arrive.

A crisis disappeared.

Yu Wenjun looked at Jing Peiyao with a little regret, and sighed: "It's a pity that I don't know the root of this person, and the mastermind behind it, and we can't find out in a short time."

Jing Peiyao said indifferently: "It doesn't matter anymore. Although he has an advantage in realm, there are not many Guiyuan swordsmen who make it difficult for you."

"Crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the northern land, but you and I don't know."

Yu Wenjun was a little dazed, but suddenly, Yu Wenjun's tiger's body shook.

Jing Peiyao fiercely pierced Yu Wenjun's heart with a sword, this sword was extremely fast, surpassing time.

The sword was accurate and passed through the chest.

puff!
The blood flower bloomed, and Yu Wenjun's aura suddenly became weak.

"You miscalculated." Jing Peiyao said softly.

Yu Wenjun opened his dragon eyes, and only then could he see clearly the peerless beauty in front of him, with a different face. This woman has a pair of rather noble phoenix eyes, her face is not pretty, but she is extremely heroic, not weaker than Wu Mi.

puff!
The woman withdrew her long sword and rolled up a large pool of blood.

The land of heart veins suffered heavy damage, even Yu Wenjun, it is difficult to be reborn with a drop of blood in a short time.

"Hey, it's not bad that you are a descendant of the dragon clan. It is really difficult to kill with a sword, but you seem to be powerless at the moment." The woman was puzzled when she saw this, and then she had a happy face. She took the lead at this moment. There is no chance of missing a chance.

The momentum of the sword rises, like a sea breeze sweeping thousands of miles.

However, the mutation happened again.

puff!
A snow-like sword light cut through the night, and the woman's head flew up, spilling blood on the spot.

"Being distracted by such a counterfeit, you really have a deep cultivation." The real Jing Peiyao arrived, looking at Yu Wenjun with a strange expression.

Yu Wenjun quickly sat cross-legged, protected his heart, stimulated his true essence, and began to drip blood to rebirth.

Seeing this, Jing Peiyao came to Yu Wenjun in an instant, and pointed out that the sword touched Yu Wenjun's forehead, and a stream of pure crape myrtle essence poured into Yu Wenjun's body.

At this moment, Yu Wenjun's heart pulse is as if the long-term drought meets the rain, and the withered tree meets the spring.

Jing Peiyao silently felt the changes in her husband's breath, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, she relaxed a little.

A woman's mind is very complicated. If Yu Wenjun hadn't been struck by this counterfeit, Jing Peiyao's heart would be complicated and difficult to understand.

After a long time, fine beads of sweat oozed from Yu Wenjun's forehead, his face was pale, and he said with lingering fear: "This time is really dangerous. I wanted to get out of the opponent's foot, but I underestimated the enemy."

"How did you know that I met an assassin?"

Jing Peiyao glanced at Liuxue's long sword in her hand, and said thoughtfully: "I heard from Master in the past that there is a kind of ice crystal in the world with the same breath as Liuxue. , and came quickly.”

"I have to admit that this is a clever assassination."

The breath in Yu Wenjun's body was disordered, he raised his head slightly and said: "You really don't intend to help me up?"

After Jing Peiyao heard this, her eyes were obscured, and she stared deeply at Yu Wenjun.

(End of this chapter)