Nightfall Chapter 155: Sleeves roll into the city with wind and snow

The snow fell like a big curtain, under the roots of the city wall, and a snow line about half a person high was formed in front of the south gate. A scholar who did not know when he came here, stood silently in front of the snow line.

He still wears the old padded jacket, but now all the padded jackets are cut by swords. Hundreds of cotton squeezed out from it, trembling slightly in the snow wind.

Some of the blood shed in the past few days has been blown away by the wind between mountains and rivers, and more is condensed on the blooming cotton, which looks extremely black and ugly, plus the wooden stick in the hand has been chopped out a lot Dao Qianqian's sword marks made him look like a beggar who had been chased by evil dogs for many days.

It's just that although the description at this time is a bit embarrassing, his expression is still peaceful, still giving people a very clean feeling from the inside to the outside, just like the first snow that is slowly falling.

He looked at the master and said: "Chang'an City is the final battlefield chosen by the academy."

The subject looked at him and said: "I chose here first."

Big brother asked: "Why?"

The watcher said: "Because this city can't stop me now."

The big brother asked: "Then why are you only here now?"

"Because until this time, the city can't stop me."

The master holds the Dao sword in his hand, looks at the male city in front of him, and says: "Your college is waiting, and I am waiting. You are waiting for this city to recover, but I am waiting for this city to weaken."

The big brother said: "It seems that you have waited until the result you want."

The subject said: "You don't need to be surprised by this result. I have prepared for many years to break this formation. After the Master leaves the world, no one can change this process."

"Regardless of obedience or inversion, God's will is always difficult to violate."

He looked at the big brother before the snow line and said: "This snow line can't stop me, and the college can't stop me. Kill you, then destroy the Shocking Array, and everything is over."

End this sentence. He walked towards Chang'an City.

The ground on the official road outside the South Gate was covered with a shallow layer of snow. When the Lord's right foot had just landed on the ground, he stopped even before leaving a mark on the shallow snow.

He only took one step, more accurately he only took a half step.

The subject looked down at the ground.

He is wearing cloth shoes.

There is a small stone beside the cloth shoes.

He looked at the stone and frowned slightly.

Then he retracted his right foot and stood back where he was.

The master looked around and noticed that around the south gate of Chang'an City, there were hundreds of more stones out there. Those stones are big or small. Or sharp edges and corners, or round as eggs.

But no matter what the shape of the stone, it exudes an extremely strong stubbornness. That breath seemed so silent and unwilling, as if it was going to fill the whole world.

The breath is so clear, so silent and firm. So that the aura of heaven and earth in the south of Chang'an City was forced into countless obstacles, and breathing could not be smooth.

Because of the existence of these stones, the mysterious passages that naturally exist between the heavens and the earth become impenetrable like breathing. In other words, there is no distance in this stone world.

The first snow fell overnight, and the thousands of stones south of Chang'an City looked like soldiers in white armor. Those big rocks resemble the giant snowy wolf in the north, full of killing.

The watcher looked at these stones and suddenly laughed.

He has been to Daming Lake on the wasteland, and more than once, he naturally knows the block.

Using a block to break the gap, the college is really interesting.

But where is he afraid?

He didn't step forward.

He stood quietly among these stones, waiting for the next step in the academy.

The big brother took a step forward. Then disappeared in the light snow.

The viewer knew that he did not enter Wuyuan, but a block of light blocked the line of sight.

In this rocky stone formation, neither can see each other, so he did nothing. He just waited quietly, waiting for the Academy to attack himself.

The snow is still falling slowly. It was tiny and beautiful, but when it was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly disappeared, and then fell several meters away, or tens of meters away, which felt very strange.

A thin piece of snow fell along the black city wall and fell on the master outside the city.

As the snow fell, there was also a short wooden stick.

The wooden stick broke the wind silently, and even the uncomfortable auras between the heavens and the earth were not affected in any way, following the flow of the wind and snow in nature, without a trace.

The eyes of the subject are slightly bright.

This wooden stick seems simple and ordinary, but in his opinion, it is more amazing than a block formation-only learned to fight a few days ago, and now it is able to display such a state.

When it comes to the speed of learning, who in this world can compare with this person?

The watcher raised his sword to face the wind and snow in front of him, thinking that if the Master climbs to the sky and at night for more than ten years, with such a terrifying learning speed, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to suppress the opponent like he is now.

The sword broke through the wind and pierced the snow, and hit the stick in the seemingly empty snow.

This is the second encounter between sword and stick after coming to Chang'an City.

It is completely different from the shocking picture of the city with falling snow during the first encounter. This time the encounter between the sword and the stick is so peaceful and gentle, like the first snow falling into the lake, and it will melt.

The hundreds of stones in front of the south gate exude a rugged and hard aura, and when the sword and sticks meet, a very clear and soft aura instantly dilutes the aura of the formation.

The sword and the stick meet in the air, and they meet at a point, and they are still. In the space around that point, everything is still, whether it is wind or snow.

Snowflakes don't fall anymore, they are still in the air, and the picture looks very weird—then those snowflakes shattered, starting from the edge, to the center of the snowflake, and broken into the finest powder.

The powder-like smashed snow fell one after another, sprinkling on the body of the master and the master.

There were countless more cracks in the big brother's jacket, and blood flowed out again.

There was wind and snow blowing from the ground around him, like a pair of invisible wings, pushing his scarred body, like flowing snow, exiting the block and entering Chang'an city.

The subject frowned slightly, somewhat surprised.

There is a block in the south of the city, but there is no distance in the eyes.

This has a great impact on him, and it has a greater impact on the other party.

But now that the college has thought of a way to get rid of Wushu. Then there will inevitably be follow-up methods, so he let the powder snow come to prepare for the next move of the academy.

However, the Academy did nothing and retreated directly into Chang'an City.

In this case, he will enter Chang'an City.

To enter the city of Chang'an, you need to break the rugged rock in front of you.

The watcher waved his sleeves and rolled up a thousand layers of snow, like flowing clouds.

Beside the official road. A huge boulder weighing tens of thousands of catties. Rising with the sleeve wind, falling far away in the field.

He waved his sleeves again, and another boulder flew up.

He walked towards the city gate.

Walk all the way. Rolling sleeves like a cloud all the way, all the way the stone flies and destroys.

Why pour blocks?

Back then, Ke Haoran entered the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and broke it with a sword.

He curled it up with his sleeves.

This does not mean that the current subjectivity is stronger than that of Ke Haoran. The most important thing is that the block formation in the south of the city is far less powerful than the block formation at the bottom of Daming Lake.

He is a Taoist leader and has studied the Demon Sect very deeply. He knows that the real block must be a world made up of stubborn stones. Although there are hundreds of stubborn stones in the south of the city, it is not a world.

Not a complete world, there is space.

There is room. If you can walk, you have more space.

The sound of rocks falling outside the city, the wind and snow gradually, and Tsing Yi approaching.

On the wall of the city, there are snowflakes between the temples of Moshan Mountain, the corners of the lips are overflowing, and the face is pale.

The observer waved his sleeves at will. Wandering in the courtyard, breaking the block.

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Walking into the south gate, I walked into Chang'an City.

There is no pedestrian on Suzaku Avenue, it is very quiet, only snow is falling.

The viewer walked on the straight Suzaku Avenue. Looks laid back.

He looked at the buildings beside the road, at the carvings in the middle of the street that were not completely covered by snow. Looking at the black cornices and the old snow-covered tiles, it is like an ordinary tourist.

"It turns out that Chang'an City is like this."

Many years ago, when he was a child, he once visited Chang'an City with his elders in his family, but the years were too long, and he had no specific memory of this city.

Later, he started to cultivate and never came to Chang'an City again.

Because he was very strong once he cultivated the Taoism, Chang'an City would not allow him to come in without being invited. More importantly, the Master has always been in the academy south of Chang'an City.

What is not available is the best.

This is true regardless of monasticism, men and women, or whatever.

So he likes Chang'an City very much.

Unfortunately, this city is not his, so he had to destroy it.

He thought about this city for many years.

He wanted to destroy the city for many years.

He finally walked into the city today.

Can't help feeling a little bit.

He raised his head to look at the snow-falling sky and said: "If you see this scene in the sky, would you regret leaving this world too early?"

At this moment, the cicada scream suddenly sounded on Suzaku Avenue.

The snowflakes that fell into the city from a high altitude seem to have an extra layer of brightness and become thin cicada wings.

It's winter and the first snow has arrived. Where did the cicada come from?

The viewer turned his head slightly, listening to each other, and finally showed a solemn expression in his eyes.

Confirming that the block can't stop oneself, he immediately gave up, let the Academy withdraw into the city of Chang'an, and use the city's own power to make such a decision, naturally, not ordinary people.

He knew there must be some interesting people waiting for him in Chang'an City.

But he didn't expect it to be so interesting.

It turns out that this is the final confidence of the college.

"There are cicadas in the West, hiding in the mud for 23 years. When the snow-capped ice melts and floods, they wake up, bathe in the mud and water, dry their wings in the cold wind, and shake and fly through the void."

The watcher looked at the wind and snow on the other side of the long street and said calmly: "So you are here."

The snow clouds are getting thicker, blocking the sky, and the chilling cicadas resounded through the city of Chang'an.

A little girl came from the wind and snow.

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