"You, you are..."
Jia Yunfeng saw that Mingfei was really full of white hair, and his memories came flooding back.
It was also a snowy day, and the boy was so silent. How similar the scene is.
Looking at Ming Feizhen, he is extremely sturdy, with broad shoulders and a thick back and a tall body. One head of white hair hangs down lazily, without strands. It's just like the young man back then.
"You... who is your Excellency? Where is the divine intervention in the way of doing things?"
Jia Yunfeng's voice trembled a little when he spoke, but he didn't notice it himself.
Ming Feizhen gently placed the red makeup princess in his arms on the ground, the princess
"Sect Master Jia, is it really Mad Tian?"
Ming Fei really had a relaxed and lively tone. It's not like an inexorable enemy, but like a pair of friends who haven't seen each other for many years.
"Let me just say, based on your ability, Xiang Batian might not have beaten you more than ten years ago. Now that you can be abolished, it's not fake, it's really weird."
Jia Yunfeng noticed these four words more than ten years ago, and said with a shock, "Your Excellency thirteen years ago, did you ever walk through the Qingzhu courtyard in Xi'an!?"
Ming Feizhen smiled and said, "You recognize it? It proves that I am well maintained."
"It's you... it really is you."
Snow wind whistled past.
For a moment, Jia Yunfeng felt as if he had returned to the green bamboo courtyard back then. He seems to be still the Jia Yunfeng of the year, and the other party is still the white-haired boy who wakes him up without saying a word. It was at that time that he made up his mind to pursue the pinnacle of kendo. Obviously at that time, he had already repented, changed his past, and was determined to live up to the Huashan lintel and carry forward the Huashan swordsmanship.
When they met again after many years, he really became the head of Huashan, but he entered the realm of evil spirits with the respect of the head.
"I didn't expect to meet you here again."
"Each each other. I didn't expect that you would be the leader of the dead."
Jia Yunfeng gently pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the frost blade and the moonlight shone brightly.
Jia Yunfeng spoke, but there was some desolation and banter in his tone.
"If you want to arrest me, you must first ask about the sword in Grandpa's hand."
This sentence, Jia Yunfeng once said to Master Ming Feizhen.
Ming Feizhen smiled and said, "Ask your sword? How can your sword speak?"
Jia Yunfeng smiled bitterly: "Don't come to entertain Lao Tzu... If you don't do it, get out of here."
Ming Feizhen said: "Do you know that my master is a generation higher than your master, so I can be your uncle. If you do it with you, I will bully you."
Everything is as it was today.
Every image from that day flashed across Jia Yunfeng's mind again.
"...Then where are you going? With one mouth, I want the young master to go with you?"
Ming Feizhen smiled slightly, but the mask with green face and fangs was still fierce. The next lines were really what he said back then.
He said it easily, a sentence that made Jia Yunfeng nostalgic but at the same time burst out with murderous intent.
"I, let you do ten tricks."
Chapter 56: The Underworld is bitter, not jealous of the flowers in the world (2)
"I, let you do ten tricks."
As soon as these words were over, there was silence. The two stood still.
Jia Yunfeng still didn't speak, but the expression on his face returned to the indifference of the past. The flow of essence in his eyes seems to be more rewarding.
The tip of Tianwaifeng's sword pointed straight at Ming Feizhen, Jia Yunfeng said indifferently.
"Who are you?"
At the same time as these words sounded, a cold light appeared on the outer front of the sky, and an extremely tyrannical sword energy suddenly enveloped the left and right sides of the sword. The originally non-directional snow wind was forced by the sword energy, and countless snowflakes flew towards Ming Feizhen. The momentum is cold, especially better than the natural wind.
Princess Hongzhuang on the side was shocked, because she knew that Mingfeizhen's martial arts were unfathomable, but she had to worry about Mingfeizhen when she saw such a vision.
And the vision is not over yet.
The interweaving of the wind and snow and the sword energy seemed to form a fierce wave of sword energy, which slapped the opponent one after another. The full sword energy forms a circulating aura between the two, like a huge reservoir. The Tianwaifeng in Jia Yunfeng's hand is the source of the water flow, and the sword energy is released in an endless stream, filling the reservoir. As the amount of water increased, the pressure on Ming Feizhen became heavier.
The emperor and all the warriors were stunned: such a trick was unheard of. They hated Jia Yunfeng deeply at first, but they still recognized his swordsmanship. It's just that they are masters of each other, and naturally they don't like each other, and no one thinks that they can be much worse than him before they do it.
However, seeing this sword, everyone couldn't help but feel stunned. They imagined that if they and Mingfei really moved in, they would scream and surrender within a minute or three, otherwise they would end up tragically killed by the other party's shocking trick.
The huge sword aura locked the opponent. The potential is to force the opponent to act first. However, Jia Yunfeng is also accumulating energy while locking the opponent. When the opponent couldn't bear the pressure and shot, his long-buried sword qi would kill the opponent in one shot. Even if the opponent is a master of the masters, Jia Yunfeng can still gain the upper hand with this move. Get the head start.
Jia Yunfeng and Ming Feizhen's first move after not seeing each other for thirteen years was still the same move.
The Huashan faction has descended from the ancestor of Huashan, and this is the first time someone can make this move "falling wild goose in the sky" to make it so imaginative and shocking.
The most surprising person was actually Jia Yunfeng himself. Before tonight, there was no way he could use such a fierce, unstoppable and mysterious sword. The moment he met Ming Feizhen, he suddenly let go of many things. The responsibility of being the head of Huashan, the duty of being a killer of the killing alliance, and the contradiction between the two identities, both light and dark, suddenly disappeared at the moment of determination and Ming Feizhen.
Jia Yunfeng is talented and dedicated, and he has cultivated his internal sword skills to a very high level. It's easier said than done to get ahead.
He has lived under the shadow of the battle with Ming Feizhen for the past thirteen years, and he just had a dialogue with Ming Feizhen, which made him seem to have misplaced time and space, giving him the opportunity to end the knot in his heart for the past thirteen years. My heart suddenly opened up, and the irritability caused by the stagnation of entry, and the contradiction between identity and life, suddenly became empty.
Ming Feizhen couldn't help but be amazed, Jia Yunfeng can already be said to be the top figure among the super experts who can use internal force to this level.
"Thirteen years have passed since we said goodbye that day. I have been investigating your affairs." Jia Yunfeng used voice transmission to enter the secret, but he still kept urging inner strength in his hands. Obviously, his inner strength can be divided. Second use.
"I checked your master. He is the head of Daluo Mountain, 'speaking the country' - Minghua language. He is famous in the rivers and lakes. He was once ranked among the ten most holy, and he was one of the few masters in the world. I once thought that since you are a Minghua language disciple, it is natural for you to be strong in martial arts. But you..." Jia Yunfeng's tone was calm, even when facing Mingfeizhen, he still revealed an unshakable confidence: "You are like a It has never existed. There is no news of you up and down the Daluo Mountain, and I have never heard of a disciple like you in Minghuayu. Who are you?"
Ming Fei really didn't speak, his expression didn't change. Jia Yunfeng's sword energy didn't seem to have any effect on him, and the cast iron body didn't shake at all. He just stood there, as if caught in a long test.
Memories fly like snowflakes.
What someone had said to him back then came to mind.
【You don't exist】
[No matter how many things you do, no matter how famous you are, you are just a non-existent person] [Ming Feizhen - can this be considered a name? When are you going to run away like this, coward] [I will disappear in front of you, you will never try to find me] for a long while before he slowly spit out a sentence.
"... Hasn't it ever existed?"
The tone behind the mask was light and seemed a little lonely.
However, his tone was slow, but he couldn't help but feel that there was also a hint of anger in it.