Feng Qiuhuang: The First Princess

Chapter 8 Snow Mountain Wonders
The wind howled, the snowflakes fluttered, and the two eyes competed silently in the blizzard. The two figures, one black and one white, seemed to be separated by an insurmountable icy horizontal ditch.

"Want to kill me?" The young man's voice was ruthless, and he turned to sarcasm, "Has he no one under his command? He even sent a child to deal with me?"

The girl's laughter was as clear as a silver bell. She hugged her chest and fiddled with the piccolo in her hand. She was not at all confused by the young man's gorgeous face. She smiled provocatively, "How much older are you than me? Children are just right for children." It's a perfect match, with your half-dead look, can you be my opponent?"

The girl's small face raised a devilish smile, she had no intention of causing trouble, but seeing his cold and mocking tone, she couldn't help but want to provoke.

The young man's face darkened, the sleeve arrow dropped from his hand, and came through the air with a whoosh, piercing through layers of wind and snow, and shot straight at the girl's heart. The girl turned over nimbly, stretched out her hand and caught the sleeve arrow, her lowered eyes covered her surprise, such a powerful internal force, After suffering such a serious injury, he still has such a great lethality. This young man's martial arts has reached the peak.

Hidden arrows returned, the young man's sword had arrived, the sword energy swept up the ice hibiscus all over the ground, the girl quickly dodged the sword energy attack, the sword energy fell fiercely on the ice hibiscus flowers, splashing countless flowers rain, only to see broken The petals are like a bustling rain of flowers, accompanied by snowflakes, which are so beautiful and dreamy.Before the girl had time to appreciate the gorgeous rain of flowers, the sword energy was blowing towards her face, like a piccolo in her hand. The sound of the flute played, and the wind turned into a series of wind blades, sharp and fierce, blocking the boy's sword energy.

The young man put away his sword, his cold pupils flashed in surprise, "Are you from the Qinghai Yingong family?"

The Yin Gong family is good at using various musical instruments to kill people. Back then, Feng Siniang of Qinghai used the qin to control all beasts, and won an overwhelming victory in the decisive battle between Western Qin and Southern Chu. Western Qin was destroyed!

Since then, it has become famous all over the world!

"Why should I tell you?" the girl said with a smile, her eyes provocative.

The young man sneered, bloodthirsty murderous aura condensed in his beautiful pupils, his silver hair danced recklessly, and a sword slashed towards him.

The sound of the flute was played, and the wind blades blocked it.

The blizzard became more violent, as if it wanted to swallow up everything in the world, blowing waves of snow waves.

Sword energy and wind blades surrounded the boy and the girl, a battle of life and death!

His complexion was pale, and his strikes were fierce. She was focused and merciless. The black and white figures were fighting to the death in the strong wind. In terms of internal strength, the girl was far inferior to the boy, and in terms of skill, the girl was also far behind the boy, but the sound of the flute played The music turned into wind blades, killing people invisible. The rock behind the boy was split into several cracks by the wind blade. .

The sword energy pierced through the air, and the blade of the wind went up against the wind. The two massacres collided, the rocks broke, and the hibiscus shattered.

The ice hibiscus was swept up by the sword energy and wind blade, some fell down the cliff, some were broken and scattered in the air, and the whole Baiyuya became a rain of flowers.

The tourists were amazed one after another. The sound of the flute pierced through the wind and snow, sometimes melodious and melodious, sometimes like a gold and iron horse. On the top of the white jade cliff, countless hibiscus fell, and the strong wind rolled the petals. A rain of flowers fell from the air, beautiful So gorgeous!

"so beautiful……"

"so beautiful……"

……

Other than beautiful, people no longer know what words to use to describe it.

A rare spectacle once in a century!
(End of this chapter)