Rise From Doomsday Chapter 2030: , Snow Ding 2

"That's not right!" Liu Wei'an's face suddenly changed slightly. Almost at the same time, Jian Twenty-San and Chang Yueying also discovered something unusual. This wave of Yaksha was different from the previous ones. The yakshas I saw before all had three fingers, that is, three claws, but the current wave of yakshas includes a large number of four-clawed yakshas.

"There is some trouble." Jian Twenty-san's face was solemn. He was under pressure to deal with the previous Yasha, but he was still within the range of endurance. The four-clawed Yasha's aura frightened him. One-on-one, he could barely manage it. , if there are one to many, he can only escape.

"A bit like a dragon." Chang Yueying said.

"It's really similar." Liu Wei'an looked carefully at the appearance of the four-clawed yaksha. It looked like a lion and a deer head. It was not similar in shape but in spirit. The yaksha's head was originally messy, like a hybrid. Chang Yueying Without reminding him, he wouldn't have noticed. Women's powers of observation are more subtle.

"Three claws, four claws, will there be five claws?" Jian Twenty-Three asked.

"It looks like a dragon, but it's not a real dragon. How-" Liu Wei'an suddenly stopped. He wanted to say 'how is it possible', but then he thought about it. Yaksha is not a human being. It's not strange how he grows. According to the laws of biological evolution, this possibility is still very high.

Jian Twenty-san’s concerns are not unreasonable.

"Why do other sects know about Yasha? When I came down the mountain, the master didn't say anything." Jian Twenty-three complained a little. Even Yuxu sect and Xuelanggu appeared here. He didn't believe that the master didn't say anything. You know Yasha, and since you know it, you don't say anything to him, leaving him like a headless fly. It's too much.

"They are all unwanted children, just get used to it." Liu Wei'an patted Jian Ersan's shoulder and consoled him.

"..." The corner of Jian Twenty-san's mouth twitched, thinking, you are the child that no one wants, and I am a direct disciple of Jiange, with a good root.

The three of them didn't hide in the building for long before they were discovered by a four-clawed yaksha. The four-clawed yaksha's perception was extremely powerful and they did not enter the building to search. They just passed by the top of the building and noticed Liu Wei'an. Three people, four-clawed Yaksha, holding a steel fork, slashed at the building, and the building was divided into two halves in the middle.

Jian Twenty-san’s eyebrows were racing. He could split a building with one sword, but he had to use all his strength, but the four-clawed Yasha just made a casual stroke. Seeing the three people rushing out, Four-Clawed Yaksha's first reaction was excitement, his cruel eyes shining with the joy of seeing his prey.

"Soul Soul!"

"Great Judgment Fist!"

The four-clawed yaksha fell apart instantly, and the pieces of meat shot out in all directions. Liu Wei'an caught the falling steel fork, weighed it, and saw at a glance that it was made of a metal material that was not found on the earth. It was hard and It is light and sharp, comparable to a magic weapon, but it is not easy to use, otherwise, it is definitely more powerful than ordinary swords.

Now that they were discovered, the three of them stopped hiding and fought their way through. Liu Wei'an opened the way, assisted by Chang Yueying and Jian Ersan. There were many Yakshas, ​​but only those who could pose a threat to the three of them were Four-clawed Yaksha, but there are not many four-clawed Yaksha.

Boom——

A cloud of Yaksha turned into a blood mist, and his eyes were empty. Liu Wei'an stopped, followed by Jian Ersan and Chang Yueying. About half a kilometer away, a storm was like a tornado, and they were sucked in. Yaksha was cut into countless pieces, and the scene was shocking. And in the center of this storm was a young swordsman.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Liu Wei'an was moved.

"Storm Sword Technique!" Jian Twenty-san's eyes were rare and solemn, and he said slowly: "His name is Snow Dingji."

"Is there a story?" Liu Wei'an became interested when he heard it.

"His father competed with my master and lost. In anger, he committed suicide by the river." Jian Twenty-Three said.

"Lost in the competition? Suicide?" Liu Wei'an was stunned, "Isn't this too angry?"

"Xue Dingji's father has fought countless times in his life and has never been defeated. He only competed with my master and lost three times in a row, so he couldn't bear the blow." Sword Twenty-Three said.

"Xue Ding'er won't blame you, right?" Liu Wei'an asked half-jokingly. Jian Twenty-san didn't speak, but judging from his face, the answer was yes. Bayi Chinese website

"Then I hope he will be smarter." Liu Wei'an smiled.

The three of them discovered Xue Ding'er, and Xue Ding'er naturally saw the three of them. When he saw Liu Wei'an and Chang Yueying, he was just surprised and didn't react much. When he saw Jian Twenty-san, his eyes suddenly brightened. He got up, his eyes were like two knives, piercing the void. Almost at the same time, Jian Twenty-san's clothes suddenly solidified, like stone sculptures.

Boom——

There was a terrible explosion in the void, and twisted ripples spread in all directions. A dozen Yaksha happened to have seen it from there, and were swept by the ripples, turning into blood mist in an instant.

"Sword-two-ten-three!" Snow Dingji spoke, his tone containing a variety of emotions, waiting, hostility, attention, ferocity... Every word carried decades of hatred.

"Many years have passed and you haven't given up yet!" Jian Twenty-san sighed.

"I killed your master, can you let it go?" Xue Dingji suddenly became furious, and a beast-like roar suddenly turned into a roaring wind.

"Then let me see how much progress you have made in these years!" Jian Twenty-three said calmly, a sword chant echoed through the void, the sword was unsheathed, like a bolt of lightning, piercing the strong wind.

The sword of Xue Ding Er is like the yellow sand of the desert, boundless and unparalleled. The sword of Sword Twenty Three unites all changes into one. One method can defeat all methods. Liu Wei'an and Chang Yueying are watching closely. I am looking forward to the outcome of this collision.

Ding——

The crisp sound was insignificant in this chaotic world, but it passed into the ears of Liu Wei'an and Chang Yueying clearly, as sharp as a needle.

The bodies of Xue Ding Er and Jian Twenty Three trembled slightly~IndoMTL.com~Then they separated like an electric shock. The storm quietly dissipated, and the world slowly returned to calm. Sword Twenty Three fell lightly on Liu Wei'an and Liu Wei'an. Beside Chang Yueying, Chang Yueying noticed that his right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly uncontrollably. Looking at Yuki Chouji again, there was a sword mark on his face, almost cutting off his ear.

"锵!"

Jian Twenty-san returned his sword to its sheath, and he looked at Xue Dingji with squinting eyes, "If the hatred in your heart is not resolved, your sword will never be able to defeat me."

"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable. One day, I will defeat you, and then defeat your master." Xue Dingji's face was very ugly.

"I'm waiting. I hope you will abide by the agreement and cannot see my master until you defeat me." Jian Twenty-Three said. Xue Dinger said nothing and turned to leave. Along the way, the ignorant Yaksha attacked him. He used the storm sword technique and vented all his anger on Yaksha.

"It's better to kill him now and get rid of him once and for all." Liu Wei'an suggested. Jian Twenty-three sighed slightly and said nothing. He thought so too, but the master wouldn't let him.

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