Chapter 62 Dugu Piao's Sword

Thousands of new ascensioners, including the guild, were killed, among which the attacks of the angel of heaven were taken.

When Feng Yun Wuji learned this from Xiao Fei's mouth, the half-suffered anger rose again. Where is heaven? No one knows this, Feng Yun Wuji naturally doesn't know. Although the anger in his heart is endless, Feng Yun Wuji still retains his rationality. The angel who took action in heaven is the highest rank of the two-winged fighting angel, and the higher-level angel did not come forward at all. How strong the angel is and how strong the high-level angel is, Feng Yun Wuji knows nothing, and the only news that can be obtained is that the number of angels in heaven has never increased or decreased, and it is about 10 billion. Even the demon side is quite afraid of the power of heaven.

The demon is already very terrifying, but heaven is still pressing on the demon. From this we can see how powerful heaven is. The incomparable loneliness and helplessness deeply strangled the heart, and Feng Yun Wuji had to bury this anger deep in his heart.

After handing over everything in the sword pavilion to Chi Shu, Feng Yun Wuji wore a white long gown and went away. This time he was going to find someone, a powerful swordsman - Ximen Yibei.

The cold peaks stand, and at first glance, there are cold ice peaks that are more than a thousand feet high. The cold wind is howling, and a white snow floats between the sky. In the sky, a white shadow like a stunning fountain slowly lands, standing proudly on the top of a thousand feet high ice peak in the wind. If it is not Fengyun Wuji, who is it?

Feng Yun Wuji did not deliberately suppress the aura on his body. The domineering and powerful sword intent enveloped the entire Youming Peak within a thousand miles of the range. Within three feet of Feng Yun Wuji, ice and snow floated by, automatically condensed into fine ice needles. After staying for a moment, he fell straight from Feng Yun Wuji and fell below the thousand-foot peak.

Youming Peak is a holy land of evil paths. Although Fengyun Wuji is not a person in the evil path, he is nominally a disciple of the Hanchi Heavenly Demon You Wuxie. At that time, not many people had looked at him, and at most they only took a fancy to the Xuanming Volume 2 on him. However, since Fengyun Wuji's sword domain and his reputation have made the world, the entire evil path has begun to pay attention to this person. When he returned from the Demon Realm, the entire ancient capital caused a sensation. How could the evil paths near Youming Peak not know that the new ascenator who was rounded and pinched back then was now the only emperor-level master in the entire ancient world, and the Sword Emperor!

Feng Yun Wuji's face was calm, and there was a faint look of falling roads and vicissitudes. His white robe sounded in the cold wind, as if he would return with the wind at any time.

The evil paths of the entire Youming Peak have tightened their tails under the intimidation of the Sword Emperor realm. The legend of the night clan that one person slaughtered the light of the night clan has long made these people understand that although the disciples of the Hanchi Heavenly Demon are not people in the evil paths, their methods are not much better than those in the evil paths. Before their strength is not enough to match this person, with the character of the evil paths, they are naturally unwilling to cause trouble, let alone snatch the Xuanming Book.

The powerful spiritual consciousness burst out, and Feng Yun Wuji scanned all movements and stills within a radius of thousands of miles over and over again. After the spiritual consciousness passed, the people in the evil paths who were scanned were all shocked, thinking that the vicious sword emperor was coming to him. Fortunately, this domineering spiritual consciousness just flashed past and swept away. Feng Yun Wuji was obviously not interested in these evil paths with millions of skills. All he was looking for was only one person, Ximen Yibei.

"You are here!" Feng Yun Wuji looked ahead, and there was no sound behind him.

"Yes, I'm here! I've never left, except that time." Behind Feng Yun Wuji, a man in gray robe, the right guardian who had broken the void, walked slowly. The hair on his forehead swayed back and forth as he walked, revealing his eyes that appeared and disappeared from time to time, without any black pupils.

"Is the Lord of Destruction ready to send you to deal with me?"

"No. It's not the Taoist Lord, it's my own. Do you still remember my promise? After four hundred years, I finally learned the Sword of Windless!"

"The Sword of Windless?" Feng Yun Wuji said 'Eh' and did not reply, with his hands raised his head and said: "I didn't expect that you could really learn the technique of hiding the wind. It's really surprising."

A long sigh behind him, and the man in gray robe spoke, "I know that now, even if I learn the Sword of the Wind, I am not your opponent. But I still have to pluck the sword, and we still have to fight one."

A glimmer of admiration flashed in Fengyun Wuji's eyes, and he finally turned around and faced the man in gray robe, saying, "Tell me, your name?"

"Your status as an emperor-level expert does have this right. My name has been asked for for a long time. I am the only one who still remembers it. My real name is Dugu Piao, you can take action!"

"Dugu Piao? Haha, although you almost killed me, I was blessed to break through the first level of the Nine-Reinforced Life and Death Mystery. If you think about it carefully, you don't have any grudges, and you just acted on orders. I don't want to make things difficult for you, and you are not my opponent, so retreat. If possible, I hope you can join my sword domain." Feng Yun Wuji said aloud. The next sentence was his real purpose. Dugu Piao's sword technique was very strange, simple and fatal, but there was no doubt that he was also a master of swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have become the right guardian of the Destruction Hall. The sword domain, the most lacking in the sword domain at this time is the master.

"I can't leave the Palace of Destruction." Dugu Piao said calmly: "If you don't take action, I will take action."

"You take action!" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly.

Dugu Piao pressed his right hand on the scabbard, lowered his head slightly, leaning forward, as if he could pluck out the sword at any time.

Ding yin!

The long sword that Dugu Piaogao's waist suddenly shook and made waves of sword sounds. Gu Dupao's face changed, and his hand holding the scabbard shook violently, secretly condensed his true energy, and Dugu Piao grabbed the hilt and pushed it outward.

Knock! A cold light pierced the sky, and a pile of sharp sword bodies appeared in the black sword sheath, but just after about a foot of it, I could no longer move out, and the entire sword body trembled violently.

Dugu Piao finally raised his head, staring at Feng Yun Wuji with white eyes tightly. He was wearing a gray robe, and his long hair also floated up. Unparalleled sword intent burst out from his body. The faint air outside his body gradually became distorted and the scenery became blurred.

Feng Yun Wuji looked at Dugu Piao with his head raised, and suddenly his right foot stretched out from under his lower robe and slowly took a step forward.

magnetic!

This sound did not come from the void, but from the soul. In Dugu Piao's feeling, Feng Yun Wuji stepped out with one foot, and the sword intent surged in the surrounding space.

With a sound of sword, the half-sword exposed was sank into the scabbard again.

"No one can pluck the sword in front of the Sword Emperor!" Feng Yun Wuji looked at Dugu Piao and said calmly...
Chapter completed!