Great Song catcher

Chapter 185
This edge came suddenly!

The momentum of the sword was as mighty as clouds in the sky, but it was like a river bursting its embankment. It swept in all directions in an instant, and even the window lattices of the room were shattered by the sword energy and killing intent.

"Lord, be careful!"

He Lianyu immediately jumped forward, and at the same time he slashed out with his right hand like a knife!

The blood-red sword light shuttled like a giant python, easily shattering the splashing sword energy!
"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

After He Lianyu shattered the sword energy, he couldn't help but feel angry!

But Yeluchu held him back, shook his head and said, "Helian, don't be nervous, this person has no malicious intentions..."

He Lianyu's cultivation was not as good as the two of them, so he thought that the sword energy was a sneak attack.

But Nie Feng and Yeluchu knew very well that the sword energy was not aimed at the three of them, but the sword energy affected them.

But from this point, it can be seen that the martial arts cultivation level of the sword wielder is no small matter.

Only relying on the aftermath of the sword's power to have such power, if he slashed out with a straight sword, how powerful would it be?
And what makes Nie Feng even more strange is that although this sword energy is full of demonic killing intent, it also faintly reveals a trace of righteousness.

But the two extreme forces fit together flawlessly.

He had never seen such extreme swordplay before.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

He Lianyu also came back to his senses at this time.

Frowning, he said: "Judging from the sword intent emanating from this set of sword techniques, it should be a typical evil martial art, but why do I feel that there is a righteous meaning in it?"

"Go out and have a look, don't you know!"

Nie Feng pushed open the door directly.

When the three of them walked out of the house, they saw a great commotion outside. How could such a big commotion not alarm the other people in Wanjiange?
"I'm afraid this sword is not far from City Lord Nian Shao's Cracking Sky!" Yeluchu said slowly.

As the crowd walked towards the fire in front, they arrived at the scene of the incident not long after.

It was a small courtyard located in the center of Wanjiange.

At this moment, there are already people standing around the gate of the courtyard.

Some masters had nowhere to stand, and even stood on the surrounding roof ridges. Nie Feng was not polite, and Yeluchu and He Lianyu also floated up to the roof and looked down condescendingly.

Several figures stood in the yard.

Yeluchu pointed to the burly man in the courtyard and said: "That is Xiao Zhenhe, the Fifth Hall Master of the Shenhuo Sect, who is the nephew of the Khitan Empress Dowager, relying on his own identity and the palm of the Shenhuo to run amok in the Khitan martial arts."

He Lianyu said with some disdain at this time: "It's not because of the support of Empress Dowager Xiao and his eldest brother, otherwise he would have been killed by someone with his behavior."

Yeluchu smiled lightly: "That's true, but it seems that today he has met his nemesis."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the man standing opposite him.

"Brother Nie, do you know who this person is?"

Yeluchu frowned slightly. Standing a few feet in front of Xiao Zhenhe was a middle-aged man. His facial features were sharply chiseled, but there was no expression on his face, and no anger could be seen in his eyes.

To put it bluntly, this person is like a walking dead.

"roll!"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "I don't want to kill anyone today!"

His words were full of disregard for Xiao Zhenhe, but Nie Feng could tell that he didn't do it deliberately, but that he really didn't take Xiao Zhenhe seriously.

wrong.

It should be said that he did not take all the things in the world seriously, including himself.

"presumptuous!"

How could Xiao Zhenhe be able to bear being so despised under the eyes of everyone, he usually walks sideways in the Khitan martial arts, even if his cultivation level is higher than his, he would not dare to offend him easily, but now Being treated like this, he couldn't hold back his face.

In a fit of anger, Xiao Zhenhe waved his hands violently, with raging flames ignited in both palms, condensed into a thunder gang of divine fire between his hands, and hit the middle-aged man from the air.

This palm of his was shot with anger, mobilizing the power of ten successes in his body. Although he is arrogant and arrogant, his martial arts are not in vain. Very powerful.

This divine fire thunder gang is the strongest move in the palm of the divine fire, even a boulder can be blown to pieces.

He is confident that with this move of Divine Fire and Thunder Gang, he can definitely make that person who despises him pay enough price!

But the middle-aged man showed no signs of fear, and the expression on his face didn't even change, he just slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

then,

fall!

It was such a simple sword, but the air seemed to be pierced by the blade, and the divine fire Lei Gang that Xiao Zhenhe was so proud of was actually eliminated invisibly.

"This is……"

Seeing this sword technique, Nie Feng seemed to think of someone.

Then he set his sights on the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand. The long sword was as black as ink, but the hilt was like a nimble dragon. The sword edge spit out from the dragon's mouth. The body still reflects light from time to time.

"It sure is him!"

Nie Feng already recognized the identity of this person.

"Brother Nie knows this person?"

Yeluchu asked again.

Nie Feng nodded and said, "You should have heard of this person's name, Brother Yelu."

"Appreciate further details!"

"He is Ding Zichang, the soul-hunting swordsman!"

"Is he the head of the Soul Hooking Sword Ding Zichang?"

hear the name.

Yeluchu was also shocked.

"Yes, that's right, it's definitely him!"

Yeluchu said softly: "The sword technique he used must be the Impermanence Sword Art, so the sword in his hand should be the Molong Sword!"

"Ugh!"

Nie Feng sighed softly: "The soul-hunting swordsman Ding Zichang, the most miserable person in the world..."

"...kill love...kill friends..."

"Bearing the name of unfeeling and unyielding, walking alone in this world..."

Yeluchu obviously also knew the details of Ding Zichang.

As Nie Feng said.

Ding Zichang, a soul-hunting swordsman.

It can be called the saddest and bitterest person in the world.

20 years ago.

Ding Zichang entered the rivers and lakes for the first time.

With impermanence swordsmanship running rampant in the current world, I don't know how many famous seniors have been defeated by his sword, and he was full of energy for a while, and he also won the favor of the most beautiful woman in the world, Yun Miumiao.

The two fell in love at first sight.

In order to stay with the beautiful woman, Ding Zichang did not hesitate to seal his sword and return to the mountain when his fame was at its peak, and built a Misty Villa in the depths of Lushan Mountain.

Unfortunately, this life was soon broken.

that day.

Ding Zichang's best friend took the dragon sword Changsun Xun to visit.

But at this moment, a dozen masters suddenly came to assassinate Yun Miu. Although they could not kill Yun Miu, they hurt Yun Miu's arm. Seeing his beloved wife being stabbed, Ding Zichang was so angry that he couldn't think about it. , and chased him out alone with a sword...

(End of this chapter)