Dressed as a snow demon disease beauty, the empress

In the distance, a man dressed in a blue and black costume came from the sky. Three thousand black hair was bundled up high, and his black hair was dancing in the wind. The arrogance of the person and the mighty sword intent all over his body make people dare not look directly at him.

The person who came was none other than Shen Wufeng, the Nine Heavens Sword Master of the Sword Sect, a kendo genius who had an oolong marriage contract with the original owner, and a deadly enemy who killed Xue Qingchen when they met.

The two have been tied for many years, but Shen Wufeng was defeated by Xue Qingchen in a certain martial arts conference more than 300 years ago.

But within a few breaths, that person has come three zhang away from Xue Qingchen, a pair of phoenix eyes burning on Xue Qingchen's body, his eyes are rebellious, like an eagle soaring nine days.

"Shen Wufeng."

"What are you doing in Cangwu?"

Seeing Shen Wufeng, Xue Qingchen secretly sighed in his heart, but he still found out, and his idea of ​​leaving quietly was in vain.

"Of course there is something."

"What? You don't want to see me?"

Xue Qingchen looked at him and replied, "I really don't want to see you very much."

"Ah."

Shen Wufeng chuckled, his handsome face instantly darkened, there was a faint surge of air around his body, and the sword was accidentally released, which was a sign that he was about to use force.

"But I think of you all the time."

"Xue Qingchen, you have been hiding in Ling Xuefeng like a tortoise for decades, why, are you afraid?"

"Since I saw you today, shouldn't the battle between you and me be fulfilled?"

Shen Wufeng called out his saber, his phoenix eyes shone, and his whole body became even more imposing.

"I must decide the outcome with you today!"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Wufeng used his body skills, and in an instant he was in front of Xue Qingchen and slashed down with his sword.

Xue Qingchen narrowly escaped, and while his clothes were flying, he had already retreated a few feet, his exquisite face instantly turned cold, the cold air overflowed, and even the air condensed.

"Shen Wufeng, I don't want to fight with you today."

"Hmph, it's not up to you."

Sword energy shot out in the air, Shen Wufeng flicked the icy sword with his fingers, and the crisp sword chant came out, followed by overwhelming sword moves.

The sword move was coming, even if Xue Qingchen didn't want to fight anymore, he had to use the sword to resist.

As soon as Xue Yi sword came out, the temperature between the sky and the earth dropped sharply, and the transparent sword body was like a crystal carving, dazzlingly beautiful.

The originally sunny sky suddenly began to snow, and the surrounding spiritual energy became restless, gathering towards the two people who were fighting.

"Jianzun is fighting Xue Yijun again!"

"I don't know if the two of them can win or lose this time. Lord Xue Yi and Sword Master Jiuxiao have been entangled for hundreds of years. Will it end this time?"

"Who do you think will win this time?"

"I bet one hundred spirit crystals, and I bet Jiuxiao Sword Master to win!" said a sword sect disciple.

"I also bet on one hundred spirit crystals, Nine Heavens Sword Master wins!"

"I also bet on Jiuxiao Sword Master to win!"

Dozens of Jianzong disciples who accompanied him all arrested Shen Wufeng, and the disciples of Cangwu Sect were not to be outdone.

"I bet two hundred spirit crystals, and I bet Xueyi Xianjun will win!"

"I bet a hundred spirit crystals!"

"I bet too!"

"Hmph, our sword master has recently broken through the realm of the heart sword, which is rare in the world, Xue Yijun is definitely not the sword master's opponent!"

"Our Lord Xueyi has retreated for dozens of years, and our realm has also improved. We will definitely not lose to your Sword Master!"

The young disciples of the two factions gathered together and did not give in to each other, forming a confrontational situation, and they even had the stance of fighting.

On the battlefield in the distance, Xue Qingchen and Shen Wufeng matched dozens of moves, and the originally stable spiritual power in the body suddenly became agitated, and the rushing tendons and veins were as painful as a knife.

Ruxue's face was paler than before, and there was a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead, Xue Qingchen's breath was messy, and his breathing became short of breath.

The physical condition he had managed to stabilize became worse again. After trying to catch a move, Xue Qingchen's hands were so soft that he almost couldn't hold the sword.

Domineering strength invaded the body, Xue Qingchen's blood was churning, and he was in extreme pain. He was already seriously injured, how could he be the opponent of Shen Wufeng, who is now in high spirits.

Xue Qingchen didn't want to continue the fight, and when Shen Wufeng attacked again, he admitted defeat.

"what?"

A fierce breath rushed towards him, even though Shen Wufeng's moves stopped at the moment Xue Qingchen said that he would admit defeat, he was still shaken by the strong wind.

Shen Wufeng looked shocked, as if he was thinking about whether he heard it wrong, so he asked again.

"What did you say?"

"I said I admit defeat."

Xue Qingchen took a breath, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Let's end this between us, Shen Wufeng, you won."

Shen Wufeng finally realized what he said, there was no joy of winning on his face, but even more gloomy.

"Xue Qingchen, what do you mean?"

Shen Wufeng's eyes fell on the other person's face, looking at his almost transparent white face, he frowned subconsciously, there was obviously something wrong with Xue Qingchen's appearance.

"It's nothing interesting. Since Sword Master Nine Heavens won, please don't make any further entanglements in the future."

Xue Qingchen put away the sword, turned around and left.

At that speed, it seemed that there was some scourge behind it.

Shen Wufeng's face was so gloomy that he frantically practiced for a hundred years to defeat Xue Qingchen. Now that he has achieved the sword art, he can finally be ashamed, but the other party throws a sentence of admitting defeat lightly. Then what is the purpose of his hard work all these years? !

He instantly felt insulted, as if he had punched cotton, and that feeling made him angry.

"Xue Qingchen! Don't even think about leaving unless you make it clear!"

The tall figure chased after him fiercely, and he reached behind Xue Qingchen in an instant, and he grabbed Xue Qingchen's arm without thinking.

The force was so great that Xue Qingchen felt a pain in his arm, he struggled hard, and when he looked back, he slapped him.

The icy spiritual power rushed towards him, and Shen Wufeng instinctively fought back, but the next moment, he heard the soft hum of the person in front of him, and a few drops of warm liquid were sprinkled on his face, Shen Wufeng froze on the spot, staring blankly. Looking at the white figure falling down.

With a heartbeat for no reason, Shen Wufeng's figure flashed, and he chased after the white shadow at top speed, and caught him firmly when he was about to hit the ground. The corner of Xue Qingchen's mouth was stained with blood. His face looked extremely glaring.

"Xue Qingchen, what's the matter with you?"

Holding the person in his arms, Shen Wufeng realized how messy Xue Qingchen's breath was. The person in his arms was breathing rapidly, his thick and curled eyelashes were slightly closed, and his eyes were hazy, as if he was about to fall asleep like this in the next moment.

Putting the person on the ground and half hugging him in his arms, Shen Wufeng picked up Xue Qingchen's drooping hand, grasped his veins and wanted to check his inner body, but the person in his arms broke free the next moment.

"do not move!"

Shen Wufeng grabbed the pale wrist, wanting to probe again domineeringly.

"Let go of me, Shen Wufeng!"

Xue Qingchen suppressed the turbulent spiritual breath in his body, and recovered from the pain. His eyes had already been opened, and he was staring at Shen Wufeng coldly at this moment, leaning against his arms.

Suddenly seeing such a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, Shen Wufeng was stunned on the spot. At this moment, the two were so close that he could clearly see every part of Xue Qingchen's face.

The fair skin can be broken by blows, so tender that water can be squeezed out, the eyelashes are thick and curly, like two small fans, and the beautiful lips that look a little pale at the moment...

The heart speeded up suddenly, and Shen Wufeng's face turned red, even though Xue Qingchen's eyes were cold, the temperature on his face did not drop.

Wow, why is this Xue Qingchen so beautiful!She was so beautiful that he never looked at other women after all these years!