The figure had already disappeared completely, and the cold wind and snow had already stopped. Lin Ye slowly bent down and turned his eyes to the sword marks on the ground.↖

"Well? This sword energy is filled with frost and shining sharply and pushes into the ground. The sword energy contains a kind of blood, which makes people understand the cruelty of the world. With a child's playful mentality, there is a hint of obsession and confusion. The mysterious swordsman, what do you want to explain?" Looking at the sword marks on the ground, Lin Ye slowly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said in his heart.

Three days of waiting, three days of time, just like three days ago, Lin Ye sat on the sword peak waiting.

Just when the sun rose, a feeling of solemnity suddenly came, Lin Ye couldn't help but wait.

Lin Ye slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes turned to the distance, staring at the figure slowly moving from the distance. As the wind and snow became thicker, the expectation and doubt in his heart grew higher.

The mysterious swordsman in front of him seemed to carry a mysterious body, as if... as if he was...

As we approached step by step, Lin Ye lowered his eyes and suddenly a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Wu Shang walked in and looked at Lin Ye and said lightly: "There is a kind of brilliance in this world, which only exists between looking around. The two of them chased their eyes with their eyes, attracting their eyes, and hooked them for a moment, turning into undercurrents, impulsing into a striking force that sees through and is seen through. Your eyes are tight, and although your eyelids are slightly closed, your eyes are fluttering, and you are a little unhesitant. Have you not understood the mystery in the sword?"

"Your sword energy is filled with frost and shining into the ground. The sword energy contains a kind of blood, which makes people understand the cruelty of the world. With a child's playful mentality, it easily describes the number of tragic deaths, and there is a hint of obsession and confusion." Lin Ye stared at Wushang with his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Wu Shang exclaimed lightly, and slightly pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and his momentum suddenly changed.

"What is the motive for killing people? Why do you want to kill them arbitrarily? What is the purpose behind it? For the doubts in your heart and for your incomprehensible confusion, why are you confused? The mysterious swordsman. Is your sword just for killing?" Lin Ye stepped closer to Wu Shang and asked.

"Look for the past, pursue the future, and explore the me in this world. Now Mu Jian has lost his original intention. If there is a battle, he can release my soul that has been frozen for many years. If he fights with me, he will only have life and death. Why do you need to ask more about my purpose and motivation? Just survive." Wuyou said much, Mo Jian gently raised his hand, and Wu Shang looked at Lin Ye and said.

The plain words, the forcing sword aura on his body, and the sword intent that looked down on the world hidden in Lin Ye even praised him.

"Crazy words." Tian Jing was in her hand, and she felt infinite confidence, and her cold eyebrows looked at each other and hummed Lin Ye.

"The sword will draw a gap in the moment of being possessed by the devil, and there is no way to explain it. There is no need to explain it. You just need to remember your mood at this moment and remember me at this moment. This will be your last." The ink sword burst out with a dark red snow light, and Wushang seemed to have not heard Lin Ye's words, immersed in his own world.

Snow light. White sword light like snow.

The flying snow in the sky suddenly became one with the sword light emitted by Wushang.

The flying snow and the wild sword lights shook the cold god.

"Although it is different from what I think, for such a martial arts, let me prove your sword and my sword." The blue crystal sword light and cold eyes Lin Ye said in a deep voice.

"The measurement of the distance between life and death is a moment. Can you grasp it?" Susha condensed into Xueshuang, and the ink sword in his hand was swung.

"You can tell by yourself." Lin Ye raised the sky crystal in his hand, his body arrived instantly, and the sword in his hand had already been cut out.

Facing the rising Xunyang, accompanied by the flying snow in the sky, a sword slashed towards Wushang like a stream of light.

All my eyes are filled with calmness, absolute calmness that abandons all thoughts, as if there is no more thing in this world that can move him.

"Your eyes stirred my murderousness." Mo Jian was facing the enemy, accompanied by flying snow, and the white light instantly attacked the Tianjing in Lin Ye's hand, and his cold words were revealed from Wushang's mouth.

There are no words to trace, no words to be redundant, only a cold shout, only the flashing sword light and the sharp sword energy.

With a long shout, the sword light flashed again, and a sword energy aroused the sound of thousands of swords, shaking up thousands of snow, sweeping towards Wushang.

The sword light passes through the gap, and it is a beautiful killing realm woven with sword energy.

It is beautiful and gorgeous, and it is even more forcing to kill.

The sound of swords that were clamoring with tens of thousands of swords on the sword peak suddenly paused under the white and red sword light of the ink sword. Then the sword shook again, this time it was a wailing sound, as if it was a wailing sigh before dying.

"The whining sound of the sword has a kind of delusion that makes people feel delusion. I slim my ears and then kill them!" Mo Jian and Tian Jing intersected, and then Wushang's figure suddenly retreated, his right hand covered his ears as if listening. The sluggish words were accompanied by a clanging sound, and the depressed sound of the sword sprinkled out a beautiful sword light.

The sword energy sprinkled out from the sharp blade of the Mo Jian. As if streaming lights hit the body, the sword in Lin Ye's hand became faster and more fierce.

But no matter what, they are all checked and balanced by Wushang's sword energy.

The three-breath battle has already fallen.

"The amazing cultivation level, the amazing sword, and the amazing sword master." There was only expectation in my eyes, joy and endless fighting spirit. The Tianjing in my hand became faster and faster.

The quick sword and the sudden burning heart, the more you fight, the more you feel cherishing each other.

Both sides are unparalleled swordsmen, and both sides are the swordsmen standing tall in their lives.

He is an opponent and a confidant who must be defeated.

"I think my sword has reached its peak. But now I know that it has come to the beginning. Such an enlightenment makes me ecstatic." Although I said he was ecstatic in my words, Lin Ye looked like nothing else in Wushang's eyes except the coldness that had not melted for thousands of years.

"The world is so vast and the universe is so vast that you and I are just sitting in a state." After hearing what Wushang said, Lin Ye's eyes showed a hint of agreement, and the sword force paused slightly, and he spoke in praise.

"But that's the case. I hope you can achieve life." Wushang nodded.

"Haha, a confident person." Lin Ye laughed at Wushang.

"Your eyes and tone at this moment remind me of her, and even more aroused the regret in my heart. But regret is a rhyme that has never been reunited. It is an inspiration for remembrance. When it is over, it is a passion for remembrance. I am tired of this feeling of being bound. The sound of the sad sword is coming but I have forgotten it." Little words, sad emotions, and the moment Wushang's words fell, the ink sword in his hand suddenly moved. With the wave of the ink sword, the surrounding thousands of swords suddenly made a whine sound.
Chapter completed!