Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 994 Chapter 993. Riding a horse to the top of the world

Aofeng, the tenth top.

"Jushen Condensation is really a wonderful martial art. Although I have no flesh and blood, I can still possess five realistic senses through my inherent cognition and the feedback of my true energy and thoughts."

The reason why Dao Wuxiang said this was because he was eating hot pot with He Xiao Zhongjian again.

The purpose of his coming here was to make swords and discuss martial arts, but he also had to combine work and rest. Proper relaxation would be more conducive to finding inspiration.

Drinking wine and eating hot pot on a snowy night is undoubtedly a very pleasant way to relax.

"...Senior Leng Yan once said that the Sky Fire will be at its strongest every sixty years. We must rekindle it before that."

But Xiao Zhongjian obviously couldn't relax. His promise to senior Leng Yan, his concern for his third brother Yue Xuanxiu, and his worry about his future destiny made him suppress a lot of emotions in his heart.

Dao Xiangxiang couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Xiao Zhongjian looked calm, but in fact, he was serious and focused on keeping himself calm. These two mental states looked similar to outsiders, but they were completely different.

Xiao Zhongjian's concentration allows him to focus on martial arts without any distractions.

But he cannot be as sincere in the way of the sword as Yagyu Kenkage.

"I have sent people to investigate the Yin wood needed to light the fire, but even if we can't find the Yin wood, it doesn't matter."

The sword is invisible but there is no mentality of breaking the sword in the flute. People's mood will not be adjusted just because others say it.

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"I went to the Tianhuo Pit to see it, and I am sure that it draws fire from the sky, turns the solstice from yin to yin, and stimulates the extreme cold energy of Aofeng to ignite ice flames. There is a yin place in the deepest part of Tianyue. I can draw the yin there. Qi ignites fire, borrow fire..."

As Dao Wuxiang was talking, he suddenly paused.

Xiao Zhongjian was also slightly startled.

On this snowy night on Aofeng Peak, someone actually came to the tenth summit.

This man has a good aura and a good fortune, and he also has special cold protection items that help him withstand the severe cold at Aofeng.

This man was unable to walk and had a limp in his left foot, but his body was very light. He quickly arrived outside the hut.

"anyone there?"

The familiar voice of Dao Invisible came in, it was the man who would do whatever it takes to gain martial arts skills.

Dao Wuxiang couldn't help but feel a little strange. In his memory, Cima Tianxia had hooked up with Leng Shuang City and came to try to seize Xiao Zhongjian's Heaven's Sword Style and Heaven's Flame.

Why did he find Aofeng here again?

Dao Xiangxiang didn't know that Cima Tianxia had colluded with Mr. Lao to deal with Tengfeng Ji Wujing.

Cima Tianxia used Mr. Lao's killer to assassinate Ji Wujiang, secretly learned the Wujiang sword technique, and then refused to admit it when he lifted his pants. After watching the Wujiang sword technique, he stopped cooperating with Mr. Lao.

But he continued to pester Ji Wuzong, wanting to see all the unique moves of the Wuzong sword technique. To this end, he kidnapped Yu Wan'er by any means, and forced Ji Wuzong to hand over the Wuzong sword manual.

However, there is no sword manual for the Wu Zong sword technique. Soaring wind and Wu Zong are the essence of the Wu Zong sword technique. It is as elegant as the wind, free and traceless, and has no fixed formula.

However, the whole world still watched the Wu Zong Sword Style. He tied up Yu Wan'er, how could Ji Wu Zong spare him? The strongest sword move of the Wu Zong Sword Style held him down and beat him violently.

But in the end, he used Yu Wan'er as a threat and escaped smoothly.

"Who are you?"

While Dao Xianxian was confused, Xiao Zhongjian had already opened the door of the house with one palm, letting the biting wind and snow outside blow into the house.

Cima Tianxia has no intention of answering. He only has swordsmanship in his heart, and only martial arts that can allow him to take revenge.

Dao Wuxiang and Xiao Zhongjian were eating hot pot. Naturally, neither of them had weapons on them. But Cima Tianxia has a pair of vicious eyes. After careful identification, he can see that Xiao Zhongjian has a pair of sword-wielding hands, "Are you Xiao Zhongjian?"

The demeanor and aura of Cima Tianxia made Xiao Zhongjian secretly alert and asked again, "Who is you?"

Cima Tianxia continued to ask, "Are you the sword in the flute?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fall into a death spiral, Dao Wujiang said, "Looking at your appearance, you should be riding a horse all over the world, right? I have also heard a little about your unscrupulous pursuit of martial arts. You are looking for the sword in the flute. Apparently that’s why?”

Cima Tianxia looked at Dao Wuxiang again and asked, "Which one of you is the sword in the flute?"

Dao Wuxiang knew how to communicate with this guy, so he added, "One question for another, how did you find Aofeng, and who is the sword in the flute."

A substitution of words really worked. Cima Tianxia replied, "It was a person named Leng Shuangcheng who told me."

Xiao Zhongjian frowned when he heard this, "Where did you see Leng Shuang City?"

Any disagreement in the world will start an endless cycle, "Which one of you is the sword in the flute?"

Dao Wujiang pointed his sword at the flute, "He is, you will encounter the story of Leng Shuang City, tell it exactly as it is, you will watch us fight once, or you will fight with any of us once."

Cima Tianxia examined the invisible sword and was suddenly startled. Apparently, he matched the shape of the invisible sword with a certain name.

But he didn't care. He only cared about the martial arts that would allow him to take revenge. "Okay, I want to see you fight once. I happened to see Frost City in the Dead Wasteland."

Xiao Zhongjian was stunned for a moment, and his expression instantly became extremely complicated, "Lengshuang City is dead? How did he die?"

Riding the horse, Tianxia was as determined as if he had a sword in his flute, "When are you going to fight?"

Dao Wuxiang said, "Once you satisfy Brother Xiao, we will fight right away."

Cima Tianxia thought about it carefully and said, "When I saw him, he had been dead for a while, but he probably died of blood attack on the heart or brain."

In other words, he was very angry... Dao Wujiang nodded. This was exactly the effect of his Qi Retention move. "Take out the information left by Leng Shuang City."

"I have destroyed it. The letter said that it was Xiao Zhongjian from the Thirteenth Peak of Aofeng who plotted to seize his Heavenly Sword Style and the sword Heavenly Flame, and even killed him. He hoped that someone I can learn his Earth Sword style and avenge him."

"what."

Dao Wuxiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was a pity that he couldn't appreciate Leng Shuangcheng's masterpiece.

"Show me the Earth Sword Style."

"It was also destroyed. The sword technique was good at fooling ordinary people, but I could see at a glance that he had bad intentions. It was a sword technique that would lead people to madness and madness. He wanted people to die together with Xiao Zhongjian. "

Dao Wuxiang couldn't help but admire, "It really deserves to be called Cold Frost City."

However, Cima Tianxia didn't think there was anything strange. If it were him, he would take revenge at all costs. He looked at Xiao Zhongjian again, "So, are you satisfied?"

Xiao Zhongjian's expression was blank, and he was aroused with endless tangled emotions. How could he be satisfied?

Dao Wuxiang said, "There is still more than an hour until Zi Shi. Let's fight on time."

"I'm waiting outside."

Riding the horse, Tianxia turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the wind, snow and darkness.

“…Leng Shuangcheng is dead.”

It took a long time before Xiao Zhongjian uttered a sentence, but his tone was still uncertain, as if it was unrealistic.

(End of this chapter)