"It's been so many years."
"There's actually someone in the pugilistic world who still remembers me.”
Beiming Zi smiled as he looked at Ye Luoyang.
A gust of wind blew behind him.
Countless branches rustled in the wind.
"Light and dust."
"Daoist True Dharma."
"The famous sword Xue Ji."
"Daoist Heavenly Sect."
"Who else could it be other than Senior Beiming Zi?”
Ye Luoyang raised his eyelids slightly, but he was still neither servile nor overbearing.
"Senior came to my Liyang and went down to Jiangnan.”
"Could it be a helper invited by the Lu family?”
"You want to make Luoyang your enemy."
Ye Luoyang waved the feather fan in his hand.
He was like a mortal immortal.
The fallen leaves behind him fluttered without any wind.
The great success of the Land Immortal.
The scholar between heaven and earth was full of vigor.
It was not inferior to Beiming Zi's Light and Dust.
"This old man is still a step too late."
"The Lu family is already so miserable."
"However, there must be a spark left behind."
"Otherwise, Old Furen's feelings for you will be hard to dispel."
Beiming Zi waved his sleeve.
Xue Ji broke free from the scabbard and revealed a cold light.
It hung in the air, buzzing.
Sword Qi shot out in all directions.
They all aimed at Ye Luoyang.
"Although I really don't want to be enemies with you, Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you'll be too late.”
"However, this matter has to end.”
"Fellow Daoist, please enlighten me."
Beiming Zi's voice sounded again.
In the next moment.
Sword light flashed.
Xue Ji turned into a stream of light.
It carried an incomparably sharp sword qi.
It was like a rainbow.
He headed straight for Ye Luoyang.
Lu Baijie's swordsmanship was similar to Li Chungang's.
The sword he cultivated was majestic.
It had the power to evolve endlessly.
Then…
Beiming Zi specialized in one sword.
Within a single sword.
The Tao was natural.
Within a single sword.
There were thousands of good fortune.
Although it was only one sword.
The mountain was cut off.
The world changed color.
Not a problem.
However…
A cold light flashed in Ye Luoyang's eyes.
A wave of air swept out from his body.
Xue Ji steadily stopped three feet in front of him.
"Senior Beiming Zi."
"If that's the case, let's attack directly."
"It can't be considered as asking for advice."
Ye Luoyang's gaze turned extremely unfriendly.
His elegance and gentleness were the norm.
He read with a clear conscience.
In the blink of an eye.
He had the demeanor of a gentleman.
But what he did.
The martial world was shocked.
After all.
Ye Luoyang didn't have a good temper.
At this moment.
The anger that was suppressed in his heart.
Like the Yellow River bursting its banks, it burst out.
Between Heaven and Earth.
Instantly.
The wind and clouds surged.
Ye Luoyang lightly tapped the feather fan in his hand.
Heaven and earth dimmed.
Endless astral winds condensed into a feather fan.
It crushed the wind and clouds for ten thousand miles.
He then charged towards Beiming Zi.
Weng!
The world shook.
The might of a Land Deity.
The air currents gathered above Beiming Zi's head.
It spiraled into a vortex.
Thousand Rivers Autumn Water!
Boom!
Ye Luoyang waved his feather fan once again without any fear.
And the ten thousand rivers and autumn water of the Daoist Heaven Sect.
They collided like dragons on a raging river.
For a moment.
The two stubborn forces collided.
The astral winds wreaked havoc in the mountains.
The entire Lu family almost disappeared.
Within a few miles of this place.
Half of the air was sucked out.
The commoners who came and went felt that it was difficult to breathe.
And in this land immortal aura.
It was about 60 feet in size.
Whether it was a person or an object.
They all fell to the ground.
It was difficult to recover from his heavy injuries.
Ye Luoyang frowned slightly.
He slowly put away the feather fan.
He extended his palm.
A large hand slapped down from the sky.
He directly grabbed towards Beiming Zi.
Beiming Zi's eyes narrowed, and his eyes trembled slightly.
He stretched out his hand.
Xue Ji broke Ye Luoyang's control.
From below to above.
Ye Luoyang's palm that was pressing down slashed upward.
Slash!
Beiming Zi's Snow Mist instantly cut through Ye Luoyang's large hand.
It even soared into the sky.
He looked up.
Ye Luoyang had already stepped into the void, his eyes indifferent.
Around his body.
One after another, they were extremely mysterious characters.
It glowed with a magnificent light.
Behind him.
It was as if there were countless sages floating around.
Every single one of them.
They are all immortals on land.
His aura was extraordinary.
At this moment.
All the Sages exhaled in unison.
He clapped his hands towards Beiming Zihao!
Instantly.
The magnificent characters gathered into a pair of large hands.
It directly closed in on Beiming Zi, who was in the middle.
"Boom!"
The aura of heaven and earth was vast.
Instant Beauty.
It was gone in an instant.
There was no starting point.
Everything returned to nothingness.
Ye Luoyang's eyes were still emotionless.
His body slowly descended and he waved his right hand.
The snow was shining.
It landed steadily in Ye Luoyang's hands.
And 60 feet away from Ye Luoyang.
Beiming Zi was nowhere to be seen.
It gathered the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism in the world!
Even Beiming Zi.
The sect master of the Daoist Heavenly Sect.
Land Immortal Realm.
It was also difficult to resist the might of these thousands of sages.
Even the bones.
They were all turned into dust by this mighty force.
"Snow Sword."
"Daoist Tian Zong is really a good person.”
"I'm here to deliver weapons."
"Not bad."
"But in this world, who else can be my enemy?”
Ye Luoyang looked at Xue Ji in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he shook his head with a lonely look in his eyes.
Beiming Zi wasn't the best in the world.
However, he was also a first-rate land immortal.
But even so, he was not Ye Luoyang's match.
And since Beiming Zi wanted to get involved in the Jiangnan matter.
Then he had to be prepared to die.
Don't talk about teaching or seeking advice.
It was because in Ye Luoyang's dictionary.
There was only killing or not killing, that was all.
"Luoyang?"
At this moment, a clear female voice called out with some uncertainty.
"Big sister."
"It's Luoyang."
This female voice sounded.
Ye Luoyang's body trembled slightly.
It was as if he had returned to his childhood.
Then, she smiled like a spring breeze.
He slowly turned around and looked at the woman in red behind him. He was as gentle as ever.
"It really is Luoyang."
"Sister misses you so much."
A mist appeared in the eyes of the red-dressed woman. Then, she rushed into Ye Luoyang's arms as if there was no one around. Tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"I miss you too."
"This trip to Jiangnan."
"Only for sister."
Ye Luoyang hugged Hong Yi tightly, who was the Eldest Commandery Princess of the Northern Liang Imperial Residence, Xu Zhihu. He then slowly released her and wiped away the tears from the corners of Xu Zhihu's eyes. He then smiled gently and said,""You can't cry when you're reunited with your brother. You should be happy.”
"Yes, yes."
"Quickly let big sister take a look. You've lost weight.”
"It's still the same as when I was young."
"You're really worrisome."
"I came to Jiangnan this time."
"Big Sister will definitely nourish you well.”
That never-ending nagging could evoke countless fantasies and memories hidden deep in one's heart. It was precisely because of this gentleness that Ye Luoyang was able to walk out of his inner world.
Although Xu Zhihu was blaming him, his eyes were filled with gentleness and indulgence, which made Ye Luoyang's heart tremble even more.
Ye Luoyang when he was young.
He had just entered the Prince of Beiliang's Mansion.
At that time, Xu Fengnian was not around yet.
He was also extremely eccentric.
If it weren't for that gentle woman and the doting elder sister in front of him, the ice in his heart wouldn't have disappeared, and that last bit of grudge would have always existed.
"Big sister."
Luoyang will bring you back to Northern Liang."
"We're not staying in Jiangnan anymore.”
Ye Luoyang held Xu Zhihu's hand, his eyes full of stars. He held his sword in his right hand and said gently,"With the sword in Luoyang's hand, it can protect elder sister's stability. No matter how big the world is, it can't be bigger than the sword in Luoyang's hand.”
Ye Luoyang and Beiming Zi fought.
The corpses in the courtyard turned into dust.
Except for Lu Baijie who was lying there.
But Xu Zhihu was smart, he already had a guess in his heart.
However, he did not ask.
Looking at his younger brother, the gentleness in his eyes never dissipated.
And the cold child that day.
It has become the top of the world.
No one in the world can surpass him.
This was arrogance.
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