80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

　　　　 Sword Twenty-Two, this is a powerful sword technique.

　　 There are twenty-two moves.

　　 Sword Twenty-Two Moves is one of the most powerful moves. Compared with other moves, it has another name.

　　Spiritual swordsmanship!

　　 With this sword, the world changes color.

　　 The sky above the Tianshan Mountain where the white snow flies, there is sword energy, the violent wind screams, and Lin Jiufeng is rolled up.

　　He is standing in the void, his clothes are flying, his black hair is dancing, and his whole body is full of sword energy.

　　 was holding the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand.

　　 In the next second, the Demon Slashing Sword broke through the air, condensing Lin Jiufeng's martial arts will with this move, mixed with the general trend of the world, and covered it.

　　 "Dead!" Lin Jiufeng stood in the void, like a **** or devil, with indifferent eyes.

　　 Sword Twenty-Two Li's Holy Spirit swordsmanship is like a punishment from heaven, directly suppressed.

　　 Boom!

　　 A huge sword qi covered the sky in actual combat, causing a gust of wind swept across a hundred miles, Bai Xue was pulled one after another, forming a huge vortex.

　　 The fall of the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship is as if this world fell.

　　Tumen Wusheng has nowhere to escape.

　　 He can only take this trick.

Roar!

　　Tumen Martial Saint would not wait to die, the hundreds of violent beasts behind him roared together, very angry.

　　 "Please come to the prairie gods and kill the enemy!" Tumen Wusheng long howled, his face is savage, the beast is supporting him, but he still feels a lot of pressure.

　　 So he started to ask God.

　　咚!

　　咚!

　　咚!

The void trembled and was lifted by Tumen Wusheng’s innocence. His body quickly became bigger, and his whole body hair appeared. It was a purple mane. Pull out a long needle like a sharp needle. But now, Tumen Wusheng appeared so soft.

　　 The violent wind blew the purple hair, revealing the current face of Tumen Wusheng.

　　 A five-meter-sized giant ape, he leaped forcefully, his whole body gathered his vitality, and hit the sky to smash Lin Jiufeng's holy spirit swordsmanship.

　　 rumbling!

　　 It's a pity that the Holy Spirit swordsmanship has fallen. This is the most powerful sword move in the twenty-two swords. It carries Lin Jiufeng's fierce martial arts will, plus the power of the world.

　　嘭!

　　 pierced Tumen Wusheng simply and neatly.

　　 Then the infinite sword energy fell like rain, baptizing this piece of Tianchi.

　　 Tumen Martial Saint's strenuous counterattack has reached the power of the realm of fate.

　　 But he was still defeated by Lin Jiufeng.

　　 In the wind and snow, Lin Jiufeng opened his hands and moved with the wind.

　　 He didn't care about Tumen Wusheng's body.

　　 He did not care about the top of the Tianshan Mountains under the Jianqi riot.

　　 He did not care about the hundreds of thousands of troops under the mountain that day.

　　 Lin Jiufeng is immersed in his own world.

　　 After the sword killed Tumen Wusheng just now, he seemed to open the door to a new world.

　　 He touched the second step of the martial sage realm, the gate of fate.

　　 Actually, Lin Jiufeng touched it very early.

　　 He just lacks a key to open this door.

　　 Now, he knows he has found the key.

　　 In the blizzard of the sky, he slowly fell, standing by the Tianchi, watching the snow flakes, watching the screaming wind, and seeing the panic of hundreds of thousands of troops.

　　 The battle between Lin Jiufeng and Tumen Wusheng was seen by people within a radius of hundreds of miles. Everyone looked panicked and didn't know what happened.

　　 Why did you fight?

　　Who fought with whom?

　　 They are at a loss, only knowing that both sides are very strong.

　　 didn't see how at first, but they saw the picture behind.

　　 A long sword comparable to a Tianzhu descended from the sky at a rapid speed.

　　 Then Tumen Martial Saint, incarnate as a giant ape, leaped vigorously, and confronted the enemy with the long sword that could be called a natural punishment.

　　 Then a sword pierced his body, and then a sword rain fell on the top of the snow mountain.

　　 Hundreds of thousands of troops have seen all this.

　　Tumen Wusheng was killed!

　　 Tumen Martial Saint, who controlled the Xianbei tribe by force, was killed by the sword aura like a heavenly punishment.

　　 The news spread instantly.

　　All the Xianbei people cheered. Isn't it good to be with relatives in this cold winter season?

　　 At least they don’t want to get together to fight.

　　 But I can't oppose Tumen Wusheng.

　　 But now Tumen Wusheng is killed, these troops are immediately torn apart, separated from each other, and there is no climate.

　　 Lin Jiufeng smiled upon seeing this scene.

　　 He knew that his sword had saved tens of thousands of people.

　　 "It turns out that this is the key to the realm of fate." Lin Jiufeng looked at the Demon Slashing Sword in his hand, very happy.

　　Knowing the realm of fate is to penetrate one's heart and know one's own fate, so as to do whatever one wants and not overstep the rules.

　　 Lin Jiufeng had troubled the realm for a long time, and was opened.

　　 He picked up the Demon Slashing Sword and slashed it towards the mountains next door.

　　 Then Lin Jiufeng walked away without looking back.

　　 rumbling!

　　 A few seconds after he left, a big mountain collapsed, and the pile of white snow collapsed instantly.

　　 The avalanche scene is very exaggerated.

　　 After the collapse of the mountain, there was a huge sword energy that directly cut off the mountain.

　　 Lin Jiufeng, let you know your fate with one sword!

　　……

　　Emperor Capital!

　　 Lin Jiufeng took advantage of the night and flew back.

　　 only two days before and after.

　　Because he was in the northwestern Tianshan Mountains, he was reborn with a sword, and his speed was naturally faster.

　　 It's snowing all over the emperor.

　　Snowflake is of course not as big as the northwest side, but the fluttering little snowflakes fell on the ground.

　　 Lin Jiufeng stepped on it, making a creaking sound.

　　 In the snowy night, Lin Jiufeng who came back from the northwest ~www.ltnovel.com~ opened the door of Lenggong.

　　 Then Lin Jiufeng returned to his yard, lay down on the cold jade bed, and realized everything about the realm of fate.

　　 Under the night, on the courtyard wall, there is a little guy who merges with Bai Xue, watching Lin Jiufeng, his eyes are dark, and the night is the same.

Meow!

　　 The white cat gave a soft cry.

　　 It wants Lin Jiufeng to check the information.

　　 But Lin Jiufeng ignored it.

　　 ran to the northwest to kill, and then ran back, already very tired, this little white cat didn't know that it was distressed.

　　 The white cat stopped barking. It knew that Lin Jiufeng had deliberately ignored it.

　　 showed his paws bulgingly.

　　 It wants to scratch Lin Jiufeng.

　　 But to compare the strength of the two people, the white cat still retracted its paws, then curled up into a ball, and was slowly covered by snow on the courtyard wall.

　　 Its eyes have been staring at Lin Jiufeng.

　　 White cat is such a persistent person.

　　 Otherwise, it would not be able to guard an empty coffin in the underground palace for so many years.

　　 The next day, Lin Jiufeng woke up from his practice, he was exhausted, and he stood up satisfied.

Meow!

　　 The meow sounded, reminding Lin Jiufeng.

　　 "White cat, you are quite persistent." Lin Jiufeng raised his head and saw the little white cat curled up on the wall covered with snow.

Meow!

　　 The white cat yelled again, looking straight at Lin Jiufeng.

　　 With its exquisite appearance, it looks a bit pitiful.

　　 "Forget it, let's go, I'm afraid of you." Lin Jiufeng said helplessly.

　　 This little white cat is really persistent. If Lin Jiufeng doesn't check the information, it will keep staring at Lin Jiufeng.

　　 feels like being abandoned by Lin Jiufeng.