Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 215 Snow Realm, Secret, Hatred
The sky light still shone brightly in the canyon, which was exactly what Ziye used, but the sky light still couldn't dispel the darkness on the surface of his body.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.

Yan Fengyao used the mirror image twice, but Ziye didn't suffer the slightest damage. On the contrary, without noticing it, his simplest punch penetrated the body.

"He... is he dead?"

Gu Zhiyue's voice trembled slightly, because of Ziye's methods and because Yan Fengyao died too quickly.

One of the four great envoys of the ghost world just died in this unknown canyon, but the person who killed him was Zi Ye, and not many people in the world had this honor.

Ziye's arms were still inside Yan Fengyao's body, and they were still standing in the air.

Tang Ge's eyes flickered slightly, his eyes moved away from Yan Fengyao, and he stared at the black shadow closely, he couldn't see any clues with a clear sword heart.

That black shadow seemed to be real darkness.

Or it can be said that midnight is transformed by darkness.

Ji Qingyun's gaze also fell on the black shadow, his face was full of awe, and even a trace of fear.

A simple movement can kill a ghost practitioner who is very likely to have broken through to the upper realm of Nirvana.

Just how powerful is Ziye?
In the world of martial arts, many people know that Ziye is mysterious and powerful, but not many people have seen him make a move, because almost all those who have seen him have died.

Those who survived were the ones he admired, and only a few were the ones he didn't want to kill.

The two people in the sky fell to the ground, but their postures remained unchanged. Yan Fengyao lowered his head, and his fists stained with sticky blood were exposed on his chest, and a strange aura filled the air.

"Here you go."

Ziye's voice was extremely calm, but it kept Tang Ge and the others confused. Who was he talking to?What does it mean again?
Like the sound of a big boat sailing across the sea, Ziye's fist slowly pulled out of Yan Fengyao's body, the sound seemed plain, but it made Gu Zhiyue's delicate body tremble.

Yan Fengyao's body crashed to the ground, and Ziye's disappeared into the darkness again.

The canyon suddenly darkened.

Suddenly there was an endless sound of howling swords resounding, and the source of the sound was Yan Feng Yao.

Yan Fengyao was lying on the ground, and the sound of sword whistling was released, floating in the wind in the canyon.

Suddenly, a bright sword light burst out from his back. The sword light was blue and white, as mysterious as the ancient avenue, and it was not the sword energy cultivated by the book of life and death in the ghost world.

Tang Ge somewhat understood what Ziye's last words meant.

Gu Zhiyue also understood something.

Ji Qingyun curled his lips, thinking that I am not a sword repairer, this thing is useless to me.

The huge green-white sword light did not dissipate. Instead, it enveloped Yan Fengyao's body like a sword formation. The sword energy contained in it was unparalleled in the world.

What the Dao is like, what those sword qis are like.

Yan Fengyao's figure became more and more blurred, under the light of the blue and white sword light, his body shrank rapidly, and finally turned into countless dark spots of light, gradually turning into nothingness.

He died completely, but left behind that sword light.

Gu Zhiyue said nervously: "Ziye said leave this thing to us, what is it?"

Tang Ge's black pupils also turned blue and white with the sword light, and he said in silence for a moment: "This may be the inheritance of the Twelve Sword Gates, which was obtained by Yan Feng Yao."

Gu Zhiyue frowned slightly, suddenly thought of something, and said in shock: "Could it be because of this inheritance that Master and Senior Brother Cang Yu were murdered by Yan Fengyao?"

Tang Ge shook his head and said: "That may be the case, but they are not dead."

Gu Zhiyue believed in Tang Ge. If he said that they were not dead, then they were not dead.

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Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue walked into the blue-and-white sword light, sat cross-legged, and went into meditation.

Ji Qingyun became a Dharma protector, feeling a little complicated.

He hurt Tang Ge and still feels guilty.

What is the function of that dead spirit tree?
Ziye left, isn't this the place they were looking for?
There were many doubts, but Ji Qingyun only thought about it for a while, because the boy in red was not worried, so he was even less worried.

He looked at the two figures in the green and white sword light, and after pondering for a moment, he found a boulder and sat down on it, closing his eyes.

But not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes again and looked up somewhere. There was a flash of green light in his eyes, heading directly towards a certain cliff.

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The snow is white and the snow is quite thick. A tall man in a snow armor stands in the snow, gazing at the dark canyon below, with a complex expression on his face.

When the blue light accompanied by the sound of dragon chant appeared in front of him, he let out a long sigh.

The Azure Dragon General and the White Tiger General of the Great Zhou Empire meet.

Ji Qingyun stepped on the snow, leaving a row of footprints, walked towards Zhuang Wuchen, looked at his side face, the chill in his eyes disappeared instantly, and said, "Are you looking for me?"

Zhuang Wuchen heard the coldness in his words, sighed again, and said: "It seems that your relationship is better, your attitude towards me has changed."

Ji Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly lowered, as if he saw the figure under the canyon, and after a moment he said: "You shouldn't take action against him."

A few years ago, in the battle of Tongxiang, in order to snatch Lingyun, Zhuang Wuchen also attacked Tang Ge.

He shrugged helplessly and said: "This matter is a foregone conclusion, and there is nothing I can do. I have a question to ask you when I come here this time."

Ji Qingyun frowned slightly, and said: "You want to know why he asked you for the White Tiger Pendant?"

Zhuang Wuchen opened his eyes slightly, and said in surprise, "You know everything?"

Ji Qingyun nodded slightly, he saw everything that happened on Zeming Island, and he was carrying the Azure Dragon Pendant, so he could naturally detect some clues.

Zhuang Wuchen gradually calmed down, looked at the deep valley below, and said after a long silence: "So what is his purpose? As far as I know, the Suzaku God Pendant also fell into his hands."

Ji Qingyun's face was slightly different. The four god pendants were just symbols of tokens bestowed by the empress to the four town envoys. They were equivalent to military talismans. Although they had some mysterious power, they could not be called treasures.

The vast majority of practitioners in the martial arts world think so, but if it is an ordinary thing, why does Tang Ge continuously collect the Suzaku God Pendant and the White Tiger God Pendant?
After a long time, Ji Qingyun said: "He has his own ideas. If he doesn't say it, I won't interfere."

A strange look flashed in Zhuang Wuchen's eyes, and he suddenly stared at Ji Qingyun inexplicably and said, "What if he asks you for the Azure Dragon Pendant? Will you give it?"

Ji Qingyun was startled and said, "Here."

Zhuang Wuchen shook his head helplessly and said, "What is the relationship between you two?"

Ji Qingyun raised his head, looked at Xuebai Yuntian, and smiled lightly: "We have known each other for many years."

After a moment of silence, he continued: "Yes, it has been many, many years."

It seems to be raving, and it seems to be talking to the sky.

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Although the more than 1000-year battle of the world took place in the main altar of the Twelve Sword Sects, there were countless other sects and even ghost practitioners who participated in it, and they also have inheritance.

Those inheritances are naturally also the targets that practitioners are scrambling to snatch, after all, the martial arts world is not limited to kendo practitioners.

In today's Kunlun world, the kendo sect is naturally headed by Yun Jianzong, and they know the secrets of the Twelve Sword Sects best, so many people want to cooperate with them, but Yun Jianzong has always been arrogant, and ordinary sects naturally look down on them .

But Tanlang Temple is different. This one is also a behemoth of the six top sects, so it is naturally the best partner for Yunjianzong to cooperate with.

The Greedy Wolf Hall is one of the very few sects that survived the Seven Stars disaster. Their ancestors also participated in the battle of the peerless world, but unfortunately passed away.

The founder of Tanlang Hall was named Luan Ge. He died in the ruins of the ancient battlefield. Naturally, he also left some inheritance that was too late to be sent back to Tanlang Hall.

Yunjianzong knows the relics of the ancient battlefield best, so Li Yan wants to cooperate with them. The cooperation between the two parties can develop the relics to a greater extent. Similarly, it will be much more convenient for Tanlang Temple to find the relics of the ancestors.

Li Yan and Li Dao Dao reached an agreement, and the two sides began to act together. Although Li Dao Dao is alone now, behind him is a background that makes the world surrender.

That sword pool origin stone is enough to prove everything.

The ruins of the ancient battlefield had turned into a continuous snowfield, and the two figures flew past, leaving a long trail behind.

On a certain cliff, there was snow falling, and the two stopped.

Li Xian took a breath of cold air and said, "Why did you want to kill him?"

Li Daodao calmly looked at the endless snow field, and said, "Don't you know?"

His voice was very calm, but it made Li Yan feel a deep chill.

Li Daodao took a look at Li Yan, with a strong look of disgust flashing in his eyes, and said: "He can use whatever means to deal with his fellow disciples, but can't I kill him?"

(End of this chapter)