The winding canyon is like a wound on the ground, lying like a centipede in the white snow. Many of them are covered with ice that has not melted for many years, reflecting the crystal light. diǎn,o
There are two people standing on the cliff on the left. The leader is facing the sun, breathing in the sunlight, and there is a faint flame flowing in his breath.
He has a young appearance, in his twenties, with a bit of arrogance hidden in his eyebrows. He wears a fur hat and a silver-white tight-fitting robe. Under the bright sun, he shimmers with light, as if he is made of scales sewn together. Complete, the breath penetrates the whole body, the upper part is aligned with the great sun, and the lower part is connected with the majesty of the depths of the earth, which is extraordinary.
Behind him is a woman in a fiery red dress, with delicate eyebrows, youthful and full of vitality.
Senior brother, are you okay? The woman in the red dress asked with concern.
The young man's eyes are slightly small, giving the impression that he is always squinting. The rest of his facial features are not outstanding, but under the combination of that strong aura and the self-confidence from the heart, there is something indescribable. Charm, attracting the attention of others.
At this time, he smiled slightly and said: After a little injury, the sun has recovered. There are indeed many strong people in the south, and they did not disappoint me.
The woman in the red dress pouted slightly: You dragged me south without saying anything. What on earth do you want to do
My senior brother Chen Zhao is a rare talent from the Far North. He was promoted to Grandmaster before he was thirty, and he still practices techniques that are considered unsuitable for the cold environment and were abandoned by previous generations of ancestors in the sect. Now, he has just reached the level of promotion. In five years, I have challenged all the masters except a few old monsters without ever losing. This is the pride of the sect and my own pride. The only flaw is that I am too casual. I often go deep into whatever I think of without telling my master. The core of the Far North is worrying.
The same thing happened this time. As soon as I came out of seclusion and stabilized the realm of the outdoor scene, I was pulled by my senior brother and hurried south. Some time ago, I happened to meet a few fugitive masters and almost fell into a tight siege. Fortunately, the other party did not want to entangle. Stay, unwilling to make any big noise. After a brief encounter, they left in a hurry.
Chen Zhao still squinted his eyes, gently took a breath of the cold and cool air, and said casually: Can't you see it yet? I will take you to travel to the south, find strong people to challenge, and polish yourself.
Traveling to the south, a woman in a red dress who challenged a strong person raised her slender eyebrows, quite surprised, Senior Brother, this. This is not good, right
Since the chaotic times of the Demon Buddha in the Middle Ages, few sects from the Far North have traveled south. It is too late to explore the mysterious and unpredictable core of the Far North, so why bother with the outside world.
certainly. There are no exceptions among them, but some died during their travels, and some returned deeply hit, not many good endings. As a result, from generation to generation, the demonization of the South became more and more popular, and young people regarded it as a snake and a scorpion. He doesn't dare to go south. Once he has achieved success and can be called a strong man, he loses his vigor and vitality. He would rather explore the far north and sit in one place than mess with things elsewhere.
Chen Zhao sneered: What's so good about being stubborn like the old men? In the far north, we have either the Frost Sword, Ice Soul Divine Finger, or the Yuanci Palm Freezing Divine Sword. Each school has a different name, and it explains the martial arts. The tools are different, but they are not actually the same thing.
He closed his eyes, his face bathed in the golden sunshine, and said in an almost dreamy tone: The world is so big, there are sun, moon, stars, rivers, vast sky, lush trees, vast oceans, lightning and thunder, and The wind howls, there are evil spirits and ghosts, there is a beginning and an end, it is by no means monotonous ice and magnetism, the same is true for martial arts, elaborating different heavenly principles, using one's body to represent the world, each with its own splendor and uniqueness. Each has its own tyranny.
The world is vast and magnificent, and the martial arts are profound and diverse, just waiting for us to see and explore. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.
His junior sister and fiancée Liu Zejun was also a little fascinated after hearing this. She was able to break into the field scene at the age of 27 or 28. She has both talent and hard work, and she has strong confidence in martial arts.
But it is said that martial arts in the south are prosperous and talented people emerge in endlessly, which is not comparable to our extreme north. It is not that there were no predecessors who traveled south to face challenges in the past, but they often suffered serious setbacks when they came back. Some even lost their confidence in martial arts, leaving irreparable wounds in their souls. Liu Zejun is still a little worried about the hidden dangers.
The families of the Far North Sect have more or less interacted with the powerful outsiders who came to the Far North in search of natural and earthly treasures, so they don’t know anything about the south. However, with only a little knowledge, it is easier for them to imagine themselves, and some of them suffered miserably. Taking seniors as examples, it is inevitable to form a subconscious self-reclusion.
Chen Zhao couldn't help but laugh, and turned to look at his junior sister: Don't you have confidence in me, senior brother
A master who is less than thirty, even in the records of medieval classics, is by no means ordinary, and the exercises we practice are not incomplete or omitted, but are genuine Dharmakaya inheritance. Compared with those in the south, there is no significant difference. In this case, the same Being a Grandmaster, what kind of earth-shaking difference can there be
Except for those old men, most of the other masters can draw on me because their skills are deeper and more pure, and their realm is a little better than one or two. The world is so big, I can't go anywhere.
He spoke with full confidence and high spirits, which made his junior sister Liu Zejun dazzled. This is the most charming thing about senior brother.
Moreover, I suspect that the seniors who returned in disastrous defeats in the past were because they were stuck in their own ways in the far north and had never seen other techniques. However, there were many strong people in the south who were good at ice and Yuan Magnetic. They had similar experiences with each other, so after the first encounter, , suffered heavy losses, lost confidence and momentum, and returned in embarrassment after repeated defeats. Chen Zhao took a deep breath and said, "I am ready, as the previous encounter is proof."
Liu Zejun's attitude quickly changed, and he said with a bright smile: "Although there are many talented people in the south, I believe that few can surpass you, senior brother. Even if you cannot sweep away those of your generation and level, you will not be too far behind the best of them." many.
Chen Zhao nodded slightly and sighed:
I hope Nanbian Jianghu won’t disappoint me, I’m looking forward to it.
The powerful momentum and the confidence accumulated from victory after victory make his spirit, spirit and mind integrated, giving people the feeling of standing tall on a mountain.
Liu Zejun was not too old and had a lively temperament. After letting go of his worries, he also longed to travel south and said casually: "When you reach the top, senior brother, we will return to the far north first." Enter the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace to see what adventures you will encounter.
Chen Zhao was about to answer when suddenly something moved in his heart. He looked back towards the southeast of the canyon and saw a man in black clothes and a strong suit carrying a knife. He had an outstanding appearance and his aura was somewhat similar to his own. He was the kind of man who had defeated a man who had defeated him. The strong self-confidence accumulated behind a powerful enemy, the self-confidence that suppresses the enemy's momentum and mind.
A good opponent. His face was filled with joy and he took a step forward. When the four eyes looked at each other, the air and energy collided immediately, and sparks were generated in the middle, which was particularly vivid against the white snow.
Meng Qi concealed his aura at first, but when he found out that they were not the Golden Horde warriors and the Immortality Sect shaman, he openly came over and asked: Has this friend ever met these masters
The frosty air gathered in the mid-air and condensed into pictures, which looked like Hasullah and others.
Chen Zhao laughed: They had just fought each other not long ago. If you want to know their whereabouts, then have a discussion with me first to see if you have the qualifications.
I have my wish, but I dare not ask for your ear. It was discovered that the other party was also a master. With the same strong self-confidence derived from experience, Meng Qi had already had some fighting spirit. He moved his right hand back and grasped the handle of the knife. It seems slow, but it seems to be permeating the surroundings, and the yin and yang are flowing. It is difficult to know what is the origin and what is transformation. It is random and real, and cannot be measured until you hold the handle of the knife.
Chen Zhao's eyes lit up and his pressure rose sharply: Okay
As if he was facing a formidable enemy, a fireball appeared behind him. The fireball kept gathering and erupting flames, as if the sun had descended here. At the same time, the acupoints all over his body opened, and every acupuncture point seemed to hide a miniature sun, all the time. It kept spewing out terrifying abilities, and its body surface was covered with a thin layer of red fire.
In Meng Qi's eyes, Chen Zhao was like a nuclear reactor being lit in every acupuncture point, and his movements were filled with terrifying power and heat.
The realization that he was a warrior who was good at strength suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's mind.
Great, I happen to be good at strength too
Meng Qi took out the wound from the sky, followed the sword's movement, and appeared in front of Chen Zhao in an instant.
Chen Zhao held a long stick in his hand, nothing fancy. He concentrated the power of the acupoints all over his body in his hands and slashed hard.
boom
The sword and stick hit each other, and an explosion occurred directly on the spot, shattering the accumulated ice, collapsing part of the cliff, and rolling out a mushroom cloud.
Surrounded by flames and washed away by the shock wave, Meng Qi showed no signs of abnormality and swung his sword out again.
The distance was very close and the speed was very fast. Chen Zhao had no way to get out of the way. He could only parry with his stick and retreat while fighting.
bang bang bang
Meng Qi strode forward, swords and sticks colliding one after another. As Chen Zhao retreated, the explosions formed a forest of flaming mushrooms.
Boom, boom, boom. The cliffs collapsed section by section, the snow melted, and the air flow flew away.
The two of them fought very fast, seemingly relying solely on strength. The more they fought, the more frightened Chen Zhao became. Where did this monster come from? It actually made his hands tremble and made him feel overwhelmed. The physical strength was simply unbelievable.
Moreover, his swordsmanship was natural, and he had all kinds of mysterious moves at his fingertips, suppressing him tightly, and he could only parry.
What's even more frightening is that the aftermath and flames of the explosion seem to be unable to harm him, but he has been harmed repeatedly, and his momentum is slowly declining. If he continues to fight like this, he will lose soon.
Chen Zhao, who is really a beast, encountered this enemy for the first time since he left the army. He gritted his teeth and could only resort to pressure tactics to reverse the situation of the battle and switch from defense to offense.
Meng Qi was majestic and moved forward ferociously, not caring about the collision of swords and sticks. This was the fighting method in which a physical tyrant could best exploit his advantages.
The fireball behind Chen Zhao was the first to emit high temperature and create a furnace field, but Meng Qi did not accept this trick at all. His body was pale gold, like a god and Buddha descending, so the fireball flew forward, penetrated into Chen Zhao's body, and covered his whole body. The power of the acupoints condensed into one force.
Kai Chen Zhao used all his strength and swung out the copper stick, which could almost tear the sky.
Meng Qi's body expanded, everything returned to empty space, and he slashed with his long sword.
With the roar, the sky and the earth lost color, as if only black and white remained, and a figure flew out upside down, bleeding from the tiger's mouth, it was Chen Zhao.
Meng Qi was waiting to ask questions when a shooting star suddenly shot up in the distance.
signal for help
Chen Zhao was full of frustration, stabilized his figure, and said loudly: Your Excellency, your surname is your surname, I am Jibei
Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in black clothes disappear from the place and flew to the northeast.
I am Chen Zhao from the Far North. Chen Zhao's expression was dull and he muttered to himself. His expression was a bit painful and a bit fanatical.
Follow. .
: I'm late again. I have no excuse. It's just that I was too late and overestimated my current speed. I'm really sorry.
There are now two chapters and a thousand words missing. To express my apology, the total gap is three chapters. I will start asking for recommendation votes tomorrow.