The sky is dark.

The sky is full of wind and snow.

The heavy snow and the biting cold wind made the sky darker and darker.

Although it was only midday, at this time, it made people think that it was already night. Looking around, it was completely dark.

At the exit of Yang Gong's treasure, the atmosphere was still extremely tense.

Even though there were many personal guards around him, Prince Li Jiancheng still felt a chill in his vest and a stabbing sensation at the tip of his nose at this moment.

Compared with the nervous people of the Li clan, the hundreds of cavalrymen of the Song clan, who were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, did not have any fear, but were in high spirits. There was no other reason. What led them was what they had in their hearts.

God——Song Que, the Heavenly Sword.

The vague nervousness only faded away after the tent was pushed open and Yijian Master Cai Lin appeared next to Li Jiancheng.

A gentle glance.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Instantly.

There seemed to be a shouting sound in the ears of countless people present, as if there was a clash of swords.

"……Um?"

With his eyebrows raised slightly, Song Que's eyes fell on Fu Cailin, and he let out a different kind of hum, and then said the other person's name: "Fu Cailin!"

It's not a name, it's a direct statement of the other person's name.

This already revealed Song Que's thoughts.

Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, who has always regarded himself as the orthodox member of the Han family, not only disdains the blood of Yang Jian and Li Yuan's family, but also has an extremely sensitive and firm attitude towards foreign races, especially foreign races that threaten the country.

This can be seen from the people he marries his children.

If the right time and place were not on his side, otherwise the world would be like this. Moreover, although Yang Guang acted recklessly, his behavior in some aspects was quite agreeable to Song Que. That was his treatment of the Turks

, Tubo and Goguryeo wars.

It's a pity that all three battles against Goguryeo failed.

An unknown number of men from the Han family died on the Liaodong border, and one of the culprits was the great master of Goguryeo swordsmanship in front of him - Master Yijian Master Cailin.

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Song Que!"

Facing Song Que's knife-like gaze, Fu Cailin didn't shy away from him. He looked at him and said his name.

Even Fu Cailin knew about this world-famous leader of the Song Dynasty.

He is a man of great talent and strategy, and also has superb swordsmanship.

The two of them had just glanced at each other, and the mental contact had already made each other roughly aware of each other's depth.

Zhongyuan is really a land of outstanding people. In addition to the great master Ning Daoqi of the Taoist sect, there are also the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, the Taoist master Yue Yuan. There is even the Heavenly Sword Song Que who is definitely not inferior to the great master in martial arts.

Compared with Goguryeo, the Central Plains is too vast.

Not only in terms of resources, but also in terms of talents.

Compared with the declining martial arts world of Goguryeo, Fu Cailin didn't know what would happen to Goguryeo after he passed away. Fu Cailin was also at a loss in his heart. Fortunately, there were constant disputes in the Central Plains, and the masters were all exhausted by internal friction. Otherwise,

If...

For Fu Cailin, the best thing would be if all the Central Plains masters were wiped out.

But after all, this is just a good wish.

Even though the Buddhist sect was severely damaged, and the same was true for the demonic sect, there are still top masters in the Central Plains. The trauma of the Buddhist sect made Fu Cailin have the idea of ​​​​supporting the prince Li Jiancheng in his heart. It was precisely in this way that Fu Cailin stepped out of the tent.

.

After seeing Master Yijian Master Cai Lin facing Heavenly Sword Song Que faintly, Li Jiancheng and Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The shadow of the famous tree.

The name of Heavenly Sword is really too terrifying.

Song Que was different from the Evil King. He came to oppress openly and openly. In many cases, this method was the most terrifying.

It's just that under such circumstances, no one present dared to make the slightest sound. Master Yijian Master Fu Cailin is a great master of swordsmanship, and it is said that the sword of Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, is already the best in the world. Such a person

The confrontation is not only a luxury spectacle for them, especially those with martial arts skills, but it is also a kind of pressure.

The pressure of someone at the Grand Master level is not something ordinary people can bear.

Different from Ning Daoqi.

Song Que's attitude towards life is completely different.

His eyes closed slightly, and when he opened them again, Song Que stared at Fu Cailin extremely seriously and asked, "Shouldn't you be staying in your Goguryeo?"

"By intervening like this, are you trying to deceive me into having no one in the Han family?! Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to leave the Central Plains in the end?"

His eyes were as sharp as lightning, but his tone showed no etiquette at all. At this moment, Song Que was the Heavenly Sword Song Que, not the leader of the Song clan.

Although the tone was calm, everyone here could hear the murderous intention in it, which was completely unconcealed and blocked. In a certain way, Song Que was somewhat similar to Bi Xuan, but compared to Bi Xuan,

Xuan Lai has another kind of sensibility.

"This world..."

"No one can keep Fu!"

Facing Song Que's flash of murderous intent just now, Fu Cailin just gently stroked his long hair on his temples. He pursued perfection and paid great attention to every part of his body.

"ha!"

"Ha ha!"

Song Que laughed when he heard this.

After all, now is not the time, there are other things that are more important.

Looking away from Fu Cailin, Song Que's eyes still fell on Li Jiancheng behind him, and said: "Your Highness, I still say the same thing, this battle is over! Even with the help of Master Yijian, Song Que

Even if I want to kill you, it’s still just a knife!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife on Song Que's waist had already been unsheathed.

There was a rapid clang, and only a ray of light could be seen in the dim wind and snow, cutting far ahead.

at the same time.

The ancient long sword was unsheathed, and the sword was like a cold star. Fu Cailin pointed his sword into the void.

bite--

boom!

White snow splashed up, and snow waves several feet high exploded on both sides of the area between the two, and the scattered energy rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

The sword is sheathed.

After the snowflakes fell, Song Que and Fu Cailin remained the same as before, seemingly not making any moves at all. It was as if the scene they just saw was just everyone's hallucination.

But Li Jiancheng, who was behind Fu Cailin, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. At this moment, he only felt sticky on his back.

Although this sword was blocked by Fu Cailin, it also dispelled Li Jiancheng's small thoughts. Facing a master of swordsmanship like Fu Cailin, Song Que was able to use the sword without any scruples. It obviously told him that he had no less than a great master.

The strength of the Grandmaster.

For such a person, killing himself at such a short distance is really just a matter of one blow.

No matter what, your life is still important.

Riding a horse.

Turn around.

The hood was put on the head again.

The bright red cloak was flying in the wind, and Song Que's voice echoed in the cold wind without dissipating at all.

"This battle ends here!"

"If we still need to continue..."

"Then no matter who is the Buddha, what kind of demon, what kind of barbarian blood or people of foreign races, you come to me, Song Que, the Heavenly Sword!"

"I will wait for you at the Sharpening Hall in Lingnan!"

After saying that, the sound of horse hooves sounded. Song Que took his hundreds of personal guards and walked away through the wind and snow.

Only Li Jiancheng and a group of soldiers were left, who was in a daze and still nervous.

As for the master of Yijian, Fu Cailin, who was in front, he just stared at the direction Song Que was leaving, said nothing, and then turned around and returned to the tent. No one knew what Fu Cailin was thinking.

In thick wind and snow.

After the Heavenly Sword Song Que, who was leading the way, gave some instructions to the knights beside him, the team of a hundred people was immediately divided into two teams and dispersed.
To be continued...