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 strokes.

Twenty-two sword moves is the most powerful move among them. Compared with other moves, it has another name.

Holy Spirit Swordsmanship!

When this sword came out, the world changed color.

In the sky above the Tianshan Mountains where the white snow was flying, there was sword energy, and the gust of wind roared, rolling up Lin Jiufeng.

He stood in the void, his clothes fluttered, his black hair fluttered, and his whole body was filled with sword energy.

In his hand, he held the Demon Slayer Sword.

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

"Death!" Lin Jiufeng stood in the void, like a god and a demon, with indifferent eyes.

The sword technique of the Holy Spirit in Jian Twenty-two Li was directly suppressed like a punishment from heaven.

boom!

A huge sword qi covered the sky in actual combat, causing a hundred-mile gust of wind to sweep, and Bai Xue was pulled one after another, forming a huge vortex.

This move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique fell, as if this side of the world fell.

Tumen Wusheng had nowhere to run.

He had to take this move.

Roar!

Martial Saint Tumen would not sit still, the hundreds of phantoms of violent beasts behind him roared in unison, very angry.

"Please come to the grassland gods and kill the enemy!" Martial Saint Tumen shouted, his face was hideous, and the beast was supporting him, but he still felt a lot of pressure.

So he started asking God.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The void trembled and was shaken by the infuriating qi of Martial Saint Tumen. His body quickly grew larger, and hair came out all over his body. It was a purple mane, and he pulled out a long needle like a sharp, but now, in Tumen Wusheng looked so soft.

The strong wind blew the purple hair, revealing the current face of Martial Saint Tumen.

A five-meter-sized giant ape, he jumped vigorously, and his whole body gathered infuriating energy, and struck the sky with a blow to shatter Lin Jiufeng's holy spirit swordsmanship.

Boom!

It's a pity that the Holy Spirit Sword Technique fell. This is the most powerful sword move in Jian 22. It carries Lin Jiufeng's fierce martial arts will, plus the general trend of the world.

Bang!

He simply pierced through Tumen Wusheng.

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

Tumen Wusheng's vigorous counterattack has reached the power of knowing his destiny.

But he was still defeated by Lin Jiufeng.

In the wind and snow, Lin Jiufeng opened her hands and moved her body 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 riot of sword qi.

He didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of troops under the mountain that day.

Lin Jiufeng was immersed in her own world.

After killing Tumen Martial Saint with that sword just now, he seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

He touched the second step of the Martial Saint Realm, the gate of knowing fate.

In fact, Lin Jiufeng touched it very early.

He just lacks a key to open the door.

Now, he knew he had found the key.

In the wind and snow, he slowly descended and stood by the Tianchi Lake, watching the fluttering snowflakes, the shrill and howling wind, and the panicked army of hundreds of thousands.

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

Why fight?

Who fights who?

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

How to start did not see, but they saw the picture behind.

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

Afterwards, Martial Saint Tumen transformed himself into a giant ape and leaped vigorously to confront the enemy with the long sword that could be called the punishment of heaven.

Then he was pierced by a sword, and then a rain of swords fell from the top of the snow mountain.

All this, hundreds of thousands of troops have seen.

Tumen Wusheng was killed!

Tumen Wusheng, who controlled the Xianbei people by force, was killed by the sword energy that was like punishment from heaven.

The news spread instantly.

All the Xianbei clansmen cheered, is it not good to accompany relatives in this cold winter season?

At least they didn't want to assemble to fight.

But there is no way to oppose Tumen Wusheng.

But now that Tumen Wusheng was killed, these armies were immediately torn apart, and they were scattered.

Lin Jiufeng smiled when she saw 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 knowing destiny." Lin Jiufeng looked at the Demon Slayer Sword in her hand and was very happy.

The realm of knowing one's destiny is to know one's own destiny, so that one can do whatever one wants without breaking the rules.

The realm that Lin Jiufeng had troubled for a long time was opened.

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

Afterwards, Lin Jiufeng didn't look back, and walked away on the wind.

Boom!

A few seconds after he left, a big mountain collapsed, and the snow-capped mountains collapsed in an instant.

The avalanche scene is exaggerated.

On the collapsed mountain, there was a huge sword qi that directly cut off the mountain.

Lin Jiufeng, a sword strikes fate!

...

Imperial City!

Lin Jiufeng took advantage of the darkness and flew back.

Only two days before and after.

Because in the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest, with a single stroke of life, he was completely reborn, and his speed was naturally faster.

It's snowing in the capital.

Of course, the snowflakes were not as big as the northwest side, but the fluttering little snowflakes fell all over the ground.

Lin Jiufeng stepped on it and made a creaking sound.

On a snowy night, Lin Jiufeng, who came back from the northwest, opened the door of the cold palace.

Then Lin Jiufeng returned to her yard, lay down on the cold jade bed, and realized everything in the realm of knowing destiny.

In the darkness of the night, on the courtyard wall, there was a little guy who merged with Bai Xue, staring at Lin Jiufeng, his eyes were dark, blending with the night.

Meow!

The white cat meows softly.

It wants Lin Jiufeng to check the information.

But Lin Jiufeng ignored it.

Running to the northwest to kill people, then running back, is already very tired, this little white cat doesn't know how to feel distressed.

The white cat stopped calling, it knew that Lin Jiufeng was ignoring it on purpose.

Angrily showing his claws.

It wants to scratch Lin Jiufeng.

But comparing the strength of the two, the white cat still retracted its claws, curled up into a ball, and was slowly covered by snow on the courtyard wall.

Its eyes kept 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 the practice, exhausted from exhaustion, and stood up satisfied.

Meow!

The cat meowing sounded, reminding Lin Jiufeng.

"White cat, you are quite persistent." Lin Jiufeng raised her head and saw the little white cat curled up in a ball covered with snow on the top of the wall.

Meow!

The white cat called out again and stared straight at Lin Jiufeng.

With its delicate appearance, it looks a little 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.

It felt like being abandoned by Lin Jiufeng.

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