Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

It was Lin xiongjing, the leader of Qingyun sect, who came: "Wu Feichen, you've been happy for more than ten years. Do you know how we came here?"

The one who should come came after all. As soon as he entered the hall, Wu Feichen wondered why Lin xiongjing didn't come. You know, if you hate him most, there may be Lin Mengxue. Originally, I thought he was waiting for Wu Feichen's arrival in the hall, but he didn't. He was still unwilling, because Wu Feichen had to take Bing lingguo no matter how much he paid. In other words, Lin xiongjing had to promise.

Wu Feichen knew that he could not hide, and replied respectfully: "Feichen knew what he did that day, which was not a good plan, but it was helpless. The patriarch's love for Feichen was not unknown, but the way of the patriarch frightened Feichen. When Feichen knew it, it was on the line. I'm in a dilemma, and I didn't know how to do it when I was young, so I impulsively did something that hurt the face of Qingyun sect. Please forgive me. " After a few words, I apologized first, and then pointed out that Wu Feichen was not the whole fault of the day, which was also the result of your own opinion.

The leader of one sect, can't you hear the mystery in his words? Lin xiongjing sits on the hall and looks down at Wu Feichen: "are you blaming me for making my own decisions?"

Zhang Shitian jumped up from his chair. Of course he wouldn't rush up. He just shouted, "well, you Wu Feichen, blame the patriarch for your mistake. Come on, boy, let's fight another 300 rounds."

In fact, if Wu Feichen hadn't left the Wu family, Lin xiongjing's attitude wouldn't be like this for more than ten years. The matter has long been clear. Lin xiongjing seems to know the mistakes he has made. After all, he has spent a lot of time for his daughter to smile these years. But now, Wu Feichen has no power to rely on. In other words, even if you have talent, you are just yourself. Facing the giant of Qingyun sect, it is difficult to eliminate the humiliation of that year without paying some price.

"Patriarch, do you want to mention the things that happened in those years again? Are you not afraid of Mengxue's cold heart when you do this now?" The elder shook his head. After hearing this, Lin xiongjing sighed, his daughter. Of course, fathers know best what days they have lived in recent years. Wu Feichen also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but when the word Mengxue circled around the hall, bursts of guilt gradually climbed to his heart and drowned himself.

Of course, if Lin xiongjing doesn't speak, it doesn't mean that someone will remain silent. Mo Kong arched his hand to Lin xiongjing and said, "Lord, at the beginning, my Qingyun sect had no face in front of the heroes all over the world. I was ridiculed for a time. For more than ten years, every time I attended some clan meetings, did the Lord forget the whispers in private and the smiling faces of other sects. And Mengxue. He has been criticized for years. If he doesn't pay the price, what do you want the world to think of me Qingyun sect! Lord, please think twice. "

"Yes, Lord, the second brother is right. Wu Feichen can't be cheap. He must pay a price." Zhang Shitian also advised. The elder looked at the Lord and saw the look in Lin xiongjing's eyes. He knew that it was useless to advise again.

Lin xiongjing stood up from the first seat and came to Wu Feichen. He once admired Wu Feichen and thought he could find a good home for his daughter. Unexpectedly, Feichen had an engagement. Alas, it's a bad fate.

Lin xiongjing just stood in front of Wu Feichen without saying anything. Wu Feichen also looked at Lin xiongjing calmly. For a moment, Lin xiongjing took the lead in breaking the calm: "today you take my three palms. After the three palms, I won't investigate the matter of that year, whether you live or die. It can also be regarded as giving me an explanation to the world from Qingyun sect. " Three palms, Lin xiongjing is the late king of Wu, and Wu Feichen has just joined the king of Wu, but more than a few months. By comparison, we can see the danger of three palms.

Wu Feichen did not hesitate, but only three palms, which was better than the worst situation expected. I don't know how many times, "but Feichen asked for one thing. If the patriarch promised, don't say it was three palms, even if Feichen couldn't practice in this life." Wu Feichen pleaded.

"Oh, what's the matter? Wait until you finish three palms." Lin xiongjing waved, looking impatient.

"No, after three palms, Feichen can't guarantee that he can still stand here and talk to the patriarch, so please allow me," Wu Feichen further asked. Smelling the speech, Da Changlao's face was suspicious, and Mo Kong was also guessing that only Zhang Shitian was annoyed by Wu Feichen, whetting and hawing, and then talk after playing.

"What's up? You say, if it's not too much, I can think about it. " Lin xiongjing's insipid response shows the style of a generation of patriarchs.

"Thank you, Lord." Wu Feichen just wanted to thank him, but Lin xiongjing interrupted, "I said it was a consideration, not a promise."

"Well, I hope the patriarch can consider giving me an ice spirit fruit. I am willing to exchange it at any price." Wu Feichen finally put forward his ultimate goal.

The whole hall suddenly stopped for a short time, but it was soon broken by a laugh, "hahaha, binglingguo, what a binglingguo, you know, binglingguo is the property of our Qingyun sect. In the past 100 years, our Qingyun sect has only two binglingguo. One has been traded at the sect meeting before, and now there is only one left. What a arrogant tone, in exchange for any price. Can you afford it? Eat me three times first. " Lin xiongjing's affection for Wu Feichen suddenly disappeared. Yuan Li urged him to rush to his palms, and Frost's palms moved between his breath.

When the elder heard the word "binglingguo", he knew that there was no turning point. He could do nothing but wait. At the same time, Mo Kong was very happy and couldn't find a reason to provoke him. Well, don't think about it. Zhang Shitian hasn't recovered yet. Bing lingguo, hum, you won't give it to me.

Don't Wu Feichen know what kind of anger he needs to face as soon as he speaks this, but for Zifeng's disease, even if it's just a glimmer of hope, he will make a hundred times of efforts to fight for it. Now that he's ready, come on. Life is no joy, and death is no pain. It's just three palms. I'm afraid of flying dust. After thinking about it, a heroic spirit rose into the sky, and the thin figure was magnified countless times with the emergence of Yuanli armor.

Lin Hsiung Ching's move "the wind and frost are not exposed", and both right sides are immediately covered with white frost. Although they can't feel the cold, people with a clear eye can see the danger at a glance. At the moment of starting the palm, Wu Feichen's fearless momentum was slightly blocked and returned to normal, and his eyes were shocked. King Wu, it's the realm of King Wu. Why don't you want to! If you like, it won't be like today.

Although only 80% yuan force was used in the first palm, the later stage of the king of Wu could compete with the yuan force armor gathered by Wu Feichen in the early stage. When it contacted Lin xiongjing's right palm, it froze instantly, and the cracks chapped at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then the palm print was printed on Wu Feichen's chest with the power of destroying dry and decaying, and a mouthful of blood came out, Wu Feichen stepped back more than ten steps, finally stood still, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, walked to the center of the hall step by step, and said in a deep voice, "there are still two palms."

"The first slap is to beat you. You wasted my cultivation and acted wantonly." Lin xiongjing stared at Wu Feichen's moving steps and didn't give Wu Feichen time to adjust his breath. The second palm: June flying frost, has been fully displayed in the hall. As its name implies, the flying frost in June is as strong as frost and snow. It is traceless, quiet as a virgin and moving as a dragon. Wu Feichen endured his physical discomfort. Yuan Li's armor covered his body again, but the color of the armor was much lighter than before.

The frost air flying all over the sky suddenly stood still, and then gathered into a column of cold air more than ten meters long at a lightning speed. Once, Wu Feichen's face was still calm, but he flew out with a dull sound of "bang". The whole hall was plowed out with a long ditch mark, and then hit the column of the hall heavily. The clothes behind his chest were also broken by Yuan Li. The blood had already flowed all over the ground. Wu Feichen coughed up a mouthful of blood for a long time and stood up with the column, Step by step, he moved to the center of the temple, "there is another palm." The tone was neither sad nor happy, except for some weakness.

Lin xiongjing's clenched hands tightened and loosened, "the second palm, beat you to live up to Mengxue's heart and let her live a miserable and rainy life these years."

Zhang Shitian couldn't help hissing. The elder couldn't see it anymore: "Lord, let's stop what happened today. Wu Feichen has paid the price." Lin xiongjing also has this intention, but he can't find the steps. Now the elder puts forward that he just wants to let go. Wu Feichen said calmly: "there is another palm. I hope the patriarch can consider the matter of ice lingguo."

Lin xiongjing looked coldly at Wu Feichen: "since you don't appreciate it, take my palm. It's very cold and frost free."

When the elder heard this, he was surprised: "Lord, no, Lord, you should consider Mengxue." You know, there are five movements of Shuangtian palm: no wind and frost, flying frost in June, frost Hua all over the sky, frost and rain whirlpool, and the last move is extremely cold and frost free. Lin xiongjing obviously wants Wu Feichen's life with his last move. How can he not stop it.

"Mengxue? Kill this boy, Mengxue will have no idea. Isn't that better? " Regardless of Yang Mengyun's obstruction, Lin xiongjing was suddenly shrouded in a terrible cold. The vitality of the whole hall was swept away. The elder, Mo Kong and Zhang Shitian hurried out of the site.

Lin xiongjing looked a little pale. It was also very hard for him to use it. Wu Feichen was also aware of his situation, but he had no choice. Since he was coming, he came with vigour and vitality. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he mobilized all his strength, and his eyes were full of determination.

A slight sound of "boo" sounded in the ears of everyone present, "boo, boo, boo." A series of sounds sounded, and an invisible wave slowly flowed from Lin xiongjing. It was very slow and quiet, which made people feel afraid. Only the unknown was the most terrible. Before the wave came near, the yuan force of Wu Feichen had been slowly running until it stopped.

At the moment of flying, Wu Feichen seems to think of a lot in his mind. He thinks of Wu family villa, Bai Yihan, Xin'er, Zifeng who can't practice, and many pictures he has experienced. Before he loses consciousness, it seems that messy footsteps are still ringing in his ears. A beautiful shadow mixed with pear blossom and rainy cry falls around him. Wu Feichen twitches his nose, What a familiar taste: "Cher, I'm sorry." It became the last word before Feichen woke up.