Chapter 328: Trouble continues
The north wind is still roaring in the distance, and the view of the earth is gradually visible, but the sun is also deep cold and can't melt the deep winter snow.
"Thief, I'm here."
I only heard a crisp voice as soft as the winter ice breaking the warm little hand of Chunyang.
Liu Ping'an looked up and only saw her smile——
Hu Lijing is the figure of Lin Wushuang in his mind!
"Jingjing, on the mountain, it's windy and snowy. It's not fun. You'd better come down quickly." Liu Ping'an was a little uneasy.
Just as he swept out of the mountain with all his strength, there was a feeling in his heart.
As if he was far away from someone he loved; as if he had mistake and smashed the feeling of his beloved vase...
He has no time to take care of it.
At this moment, "Your Excellency, stay."
The sound shook the icicles on the treetops, which crumbled and shattered, and the ice sheets of the silver flowers splashed all over the ground.
One is a thin old man, short and small, as if he would disappear with a cover of white snow; he blocked Liu Ping'an's way forward.
Liu Ping'an stopped his figure in an instant, frowned slightly, and felt that there was an indescribable chill in the snow all over the earth, and his heart felt even worse.
"Who are you?" Hu Lijing's scolding came from the mountain. Liu Ping's heart became more and more anxious, but his expression was calmer. This thin old man felt that he was a god-level master, and there was at least one hidden secretly? No, they are two god-level masters.
In this void, Hu Fei was also entangled by the two and could not get rid of it.
Liu Ping'an became more and more worried and asked in a low voice, "May I have your name?"
"Xue Fei." The voice of the thin old man was as good as the beginning.
Liu Ping'an frowned, and his eyes emitted a sharp sword light, staring at Xue Fei.
There was a huge sound of fighting on the mountain. Liu Ping's eyebrows frowned even more and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Nothing, my master wants to invite your couple as guests."
Xue Fei replied faintly.
At this time, Liu Ping'an moved, and there was a wind behind him, like a cold wind blowing from hell.
At the same time, there was a dense drum sound, followed by a flute sound, the drum sound was the main attack, and the flute sound was the main defense.
The wind roared on his face, and Liu Ping'an's whole body was covered with snowflakes, but the snowflakes evaporated and disappeared in an instant. His physical condition is not very good now. The hidden danger of the outbreak a few days ago has not been eliminated, and he is not aware of some unknown situations in his body, but he vaguely feels that once the power is used too much, he is likely to lose himself.
Liu Ping'an flashed several times in a row, and the gloomy wind followed him like a shadow. The thin old man just blocked Liu Ping'an's way up the mountain, but had no intention of killing him.
The wind is strong, and there is one more. Now there are two ways, back and forth,
Liu Ping'an's body suddenly swings, like a fish swinging its tail in the rapids and swimming in another direction. The figure keeps changing, changing, and speeding faster and faster.
At this moment, the sword suddenly flashed.
He didn't expect that there was a sword at this time, and it was such a fast sword!
Such a sharp sword!
Such a fast sword!
Between this electric fire,
His movements are even more incredible,
It's dangerous to avoid this sword!
The land cracked and a person's head emerged.
The smiling head.
A bald monk.
Liu Ping'an only felt that his palms were full of sweat, and his eyes were sharper.
The bald monk smiled and said, "The donor is really powerful. I didn't expect that I couldn't take you down with such a sneak attack!"
"You don't have another person, why don't you take action?" Liu Ping'an asked calmly.
"He can't take action for the time being! The benefactor asked knowingly. The bald monk laughed more and more fiercely.
In the void, Hu Fei failed to get rid of his opponent several times.
In the distance, Luoyun was coming here, but when he was about to get here, he was stopped by a woman.
The thin old man suddenly said, "I didn't expect that this method was to limit our performance. Is the intelligence wrong? I think he is obviously the cultivation of a saint?"
The bald monk smiled and said, "He is absolutely strange. The information given by those two women will not be wrong. Think about why the old witch Luoyun suddenly became his subordinate?"
The thin old man frowned and said, "So what should we do now? Is it difficult for the two of us to take him down?
The bald monk continued to laugh and said, "Don't worry, it's okay if you can't take him down. It's okay to take down the woman on the mountain. If you capture the lady, you're afraid that your husband will commit it if he is not obedient."
"Is that, or is it a big monk? Do you want me to take action now?" The voice of the thin old man is getting louder and louder, and it is really hard to imagine how such a thin old man can make such a loud sound.
The wind and snow are still the same, and a lonely figure in white slowly came from the distance.
Liu Ping'an's eyes are bright:
"West Gate Blows Snow!"
The thin old man's face changed and he lost his voice and said, "Gu Zhu can't stop this younger generation?"
Although the bald monk was still laughing, he smiled reluctantly and said, "I can't stop it. There is such a sword in the world. It seems that my sword has been practiced for so many years!"
The thin old man muttered, "That's true. I'll stop him, and the monk will give it to you." Before the words fell, he strode to the west gate to blow snow.
In a blink of an eye, there was a "hss" sound.
The thin old man and Ximen Chuixue have already made friends. It should be said that two fight one by one, and Gu Zhu helped each other secretly.
Liu Ping'an sent out a hidden weapon, and the earth-covered hidden weapon flew away to the bald monk. His body moved like lightning
Like a meteor,
Such an incredible speed!
Running to the mountain.
The bald monk slowed down,
His sword spirit comes out,
but blocked,
His sword,
However, it was completely suppressed by the sword of Ximen Fuxue.
The bald monk smiles more and more ugly,
He did not chase Liu Ping'an, but roared and rushed to Ximen to blow snow. He did not send out a sword, but a string of Buddha beads.
Ximen blowing snow as always,
Sword spirit,
The sword is affectionate,
Friendhood,
The power of friendship,
Let heaven and earth fade!
The three besieged people are gloomy!!!
The battle has been dominated by Ximen Blowing Snow,
There seems to be only the sword of friendship between heaven and earth, ancient and modern, unprecedented!
In this short moment, Liu Ping'an has come to the mountain. At this moment, Hu Lijing is in danger and extremely dangerous. If her opponent hadn't wanted to capture her alive, I'm afraid she would have lost her long ago!
Liu Ping'an quickly joined the war and had solved Hu Lijing's danger. A strange flute sounded, and the two women who besieged Hu Lijing turned around and quickly fled. A message flashed in Liu Ping'an's mind and did not chase him. Instead, he took Hu Lijing's little hand and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.
In a moment, the besieged man disappeared without a trace. Liu Ping'an and Hu Lijing saw Ximen blowing snow, who was looking up at the sky and dressed in white.
"Thank you!" Liu Ping'an shouted happily.
Is that right? I always feel a little uncomfortable when you say this. Ximen's face was full of smiles.
"What else?" Liu Ping'an laughed.
"I want to punch you all over the ground now!" Simon Fuxue suddenly made a grimace.
Hu Lijing covered her cherry mouth with her little hand, and her face was full of surprise. Is this still the Ximen blowing snow?
"Peace! Where has my defeated brother and I taken!" Ximen Chuixue regained his previous look and looked at Liu Ping'an seriously.
"Hey!" Liu Ping'an sighed deeply and said, "I also want to take that step, but when I get to the Central Continent, there is constant trouble. How can I have time to practice?"
Ximen Chuixue said lightly, "That's not necessarily the case. Your road is not an ordinary road, and maybe trouble is also a way to practice!"
"You don't have to do this! I know very well that this trouble is really a motherly trouble. Liu Ping'an said depressedly, and a ball of snowflakes under his feet connected to the mud and went straight to the west gate to blow snow.
Snowflakes and silt splashed on the body of Ximen blowing snow without surprise, "haha," Liu Ping'an laughed loudly.
Ximen blowing snow also smiled, smiling so warmly. The white snow all over the sky, the white snow all over the ground, the chill between heaven and earth, the troubles have been eliminated!