Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different cheat code

Chapter 267: Ice Will

"Leave the things behind, you can go."

The look on Xue Yi Hou's face changed slightly, and he was extremely cold.

Through the induction of Gu technique, he could sense that the mother Gu was on the black-clothed man in front of him.

The mother Gu was related to his control over Tianze, and he must not lose it!

"You are dreaming if you want me to let go of the things you have obtained."

Wei Zhuang's words were provocative, and the shark teeth made bursts of sword sounds.

"Your sword is qualified to be broken!"

"Shua!"

Wei Zhuang's figure flashed, and he suddenly attacked Bai Yifei.

Since Bai Jing came to Zi Lan Xuan, he asked him for advice every day in order to hone himself.

Bai Jing was not merciful, and Wei Zhuang was in ecstasy during this period, suffering and happy.

Now seeing Bai Yifei, it was like catching a sandbag, and he wanted to vent all his emotions on him!

"Hoo!"

Shark teeth assisted Mo Se, and the horizontal sword intention surged, swallowing and spitting out three feet of sword light, unstoppable!

Bai Yifei's face was gloomy, and his innate energy burst out. He swung the red sword and the will of blood was like a bat, as if he wanted to suck blood.

"Crack!"

The two fought each other, Bai Yifei's body sank, the ground collapsed, and the terrifying sword force slashed him out.

"What!"

"My Lord is not the opponent of this thief!"

"Impossible!"

The soldiers of the Blood Clothes Castle were shocked and wondered who this assassin was.

Bai Yifei was their belief. In their hearts, even Ji Wuye, who was known as the strongest general in Korea for a hundred years, was not necessarily Bai Yifei's opponent.

But now, this layer of belief filter is about to be shattered.

"You are very good."

Bai Yifei patted the dust on his face: "Swordsmen are indomitable, your sword intention is very good, very good."

"Are you afraid."

"Will I be afraid?"

Bai Yifei felt funny: "You ignorant boy, today I will teach you how to respect your predecessors!"

"My Lord!"

The guard threw the white sword.

Bai Yifei waved his hand and took it accurately. With two swords in hand, his momentum increased, and the coldness made people feel like they were in winter.

"Tear!"

He swung out two swords at the same time, and the red sword light and the white sword light flew out together. The power of the two swords was not doubled. The power of the two sword lights superimposed on each other.

"Your martial arts will is not pure. No matter how many skills you have, they are useless to me!"

Wei Zhuang's face was angular, his eyebrows were raised, and he shouted loudly.

"Across the four directions!"

Four black sword lights were powerful and met Bai Yifei's attack head-on. When the two sides met, the black sword light quickly wiped out the red and white lights, and the remaining power did not decrease, slashing towards Bai Yifei.

"Take it!"

Wei Zhuang looked excited. There will be another innate perfect defeated general under his sword!

"It really surprises me. This surprise was originally prepared for others."

Bai Yifei looked calm, but a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. In an instant, his momentum surged again, constantly climbing upwards, and soon broke through the ultimate innateness!

"Grandmaster!"

Wei Zhuang was shocked. He didn't expect Bai Yifei to hide so deeply: "You are actually a master!"

"Stay, you can't leave today!"

The Blood-Robed Marquis was furious, and his two swords slashed out repeatedly. The power of the blood-colored sword energy and the ice sword energy was already incomparable. Any sword energy could make ordinary innate perfection unable to resist!

"Good!"

Wei Zhuang laughed, his blood boiling, and he was not afraid. The swordsman was indomitable and dared to swing the sword against the strong.

"Madman!"

Bai Yifei cursed loudly. He didn't follow the path of the swordsman because he couldn't be as crazy as Wei Zhuang.

What he realized was the power of ice. Although he used a sword, he was not a swordsman. He just used the sword as a weapon.

"Is Mr. Wei Zhuang going to lose?"

In the distance, there were two figures watching the battle. They were Bai Jing and Nong Yu, who had taken the opportunity to find someone in Xinzheng to absorb internal energy.

Nong Yu's breath was turbulent and could not be calmed for a long time. Because she absorbed too much internal energy in one breath, she could not control it, but the total amount was increased, which was a great benefit.

Bai Jing climbed up and looked far away, contented. He said: "It won't be a fight to the end. It's not a life-and-death battle, and these two people can't tell the winner."

"Then who is stronger and who is weaker between the two of them?"

Nong Yu asked again.

Wei Zhuang is inferior in cultivation, but he has the inheritance of the horizontal sword technique of the Zongheng lineage.

The combination of Zongheng can make him a supreme grandmaster, and the single horizontal sword technique is also inherited by the grandmaster.

Although Bai Yifei's cultivation is high, his foundation is insufficient. Even the grandmaster cultivation was forcibly broken through by external objects, and his inheritance has come to an end.

But the grandmaster is the grandmaster, and the realm gap is there. If there is no other accident, Bai Yifei has an 80% chance of winning in the life-and-death battle. ”

Don’t underestimate Wei Zhuang’s 20% chance of winning. In fact, this is already very high. The chances of survival for an ordinary Xiantian against Bai Yifei who has shown all his cultivation are slim.

“Young Master, what you mean is that there is an accident.”

Nong Yu tilted her head, her eyes flickering.

A smile flashed across Bai Jing’s face, and he said, “Just watch.”

As the two talked, the situation on the field changed.

“Come on!”

“Across the eight directions!”

Wei Zhuang raised his head and laughed. Under tremendous pressure, the sword’s momentum reached its peak. The sword’s will was as black as ink, like a rudimentary black dragon, the sword moved like a dragon, and the edge was shining!

“What a strong sword’s will!”

Bai Yifei’s hair was clenched, Wei Zhuang’s sword’s will was even stronger than his ice martial arts will!

It shouldn’t be like this. How can a mere Xiantian have such a strong sword’s will!

"The Marquis will win!"

Bai Yifei's adjutant gnashed his teeth, wishing he could cut Wei Zhuang into pieces.

If he loses this battle, Bai Yifei's prestige will plummet. He can't even beat a mere assassin, and King Han will no longer trust him.

It is foreseeable that others will take advantage of the situation and reduce the military power. By then, even Bai Yifei's confidants will have a hard time!

"Boom!"

Under the attack of the two, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became disordered, and the terrifying fluctuations swept around the Blood Clothes Castle. The streets were blown by strong winds, the walls collapsed, and the stalls and vendors were swept away.

"Who won!"

Everyone waited nervously for the smoke to dissipate. Such a huge fluctuation has already shocked the whole city. The nearby people gathered together, and spies from all parties were on their way.

After half a minute, the thick fog finally dissipated. Bai Yifei was dressed in blood-stained clothes, holding a sword, and standing tall, but there were sharp-eyed people who found that there seemed to be scarlet color at the corners of his mouth!

In addition, the assassin has disappeared!

"The assassin escaped from the hands of the Blood-Robed Marquis. Who is that person?"

A soldier was dumbfounded.

…………

Zi Lanxuan.

"The things are in hand."

Wei Zhuang said coolly.

Han Fei blinked and asked curiously: "Brother Wei Zhuang, did you enjoy this battle?"

Wei Zhuang glanced at him coldly, and Han Fei smiled awkwardly.

Zi Nu frowned slightly and said worriedly: "You are injured."

"Bang!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Zhuang fell heavily to the ground.