The fate of heaven is empty.

Chapter 362 The first knife
The mountains and rivers are green and the rivers are swift.
The most conspicuous building in a small town on the riverside is a mansion with golden lanterns hanging on its doors, tiles and bricks painted in gold.
The pale white light in the slant hall of this mansion flashed before Yunhan appeared.
Is he just appeared this instant a cold breath of ice.
A white light split
Such a large roof was chopped to pieces, and the walls were instantly turned into fly ash.
Booming …
A loud noise came from this area
This piece of violent collapse and noise is covered with frost, and the cold condensation is mixed and spread.
The original decoration here is also gold. The owner of this mansion seems to have a special liking for this gold color.
Not the wall and the ground, but even the tables and chairs in the slant hall are equipped with those cups and saucers, and most of them are depicted in gold pictures and texts.
But at this time, pure black frost became the only color here.
In the corner, there is a column supporting several broken tiles, which is about to fall to the ground, but it is also controlled by frost and fixed at such a dangerous angle.
A few pieces of scattered broken tiles were condensed by ice cubes as if a slender black banner hung down from the top of the column.
Fang Yunhan looked at the ruins unscathed.
Because those obstacles in front of him were exposed by the knife light just now.
The blue sky is a hall and courtyard covered with black ice and cold.
A man in his prime stepped on this vast ruin.
He is surround by many lifelike ice sculptures.
The word lifeless is not appropriate.
Because these ice sculptures are still living people before breathing.
Most of these more than 100 people’s faces are frightened, facing the swordsman and turning to escape.
Some people are still carrying weapons, whether it is a sword, a sword, a halberd or an iron meteor, it has become a part of the black ice sculpture.
A soft whip, about six or seven meters long, kept whipping out and coagulated half.
The whip handle is in the hand of a beautiful woman.
The whip tip is about five feet away from the swordsman.
Cha!
There was a white light behind the whip woman, and then her whole body was broken into black smoothies.
The frozen whip also fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
The target of that knife just now is this woman, but the chill in the knife is too strong. After a knife, the surrounding 200 meters have become such ice ruins.
In the dense cold, there are only two living eyes in this ruin.
The swordsman’s eyelids jumped and his eyebrows raised, and he had never met a few times in his life.
This small gang has only risen for half a year, and it can really be regarded as a young and middle-aged gang of Wulin people. Less than 300 people can’t believe that this Wang has such martial arts attainments.
Without waiting for the wordless swordsman to shake the blade with a broadsword in his hand, a full, long and narrow arc was formed around him.
The tip of the knife swung from his front and swept to the ground from the rear.
Choke! ! ! !
A discerning cold mountain flashed away like a flash.
Ah, the first meeting scene is more exciting every time. I’m not surprised even if I’m sent directly to the volcano when I cross over.’
Fang Yunhan’s heart is turning with such thoughts and figures flashing and transposition.
The original position also left a ghosting image that was just cut in half by that knife.
And he has been flashing several times, taking a tortuous route to avoid the swordsman’s low drink and shooting out a few knives, crossing the vast ruins and bringing the distance between them closer to the fingertips.
An instant
It’s like two rare treasure knives splitting a layer of intense sound waves to leave fine cracks in the surrounding scenery.
Fang Yunhan’s hand knife is as simple as the ancient hidden gold, and he leaned out with his single palm and fought with the other blade three times in an instant.
The white knife light flashed in a very short moment after the knife in the swordsman’s hand was grated, framed and wiped three times.
Switch back from white to pure black and nice eyes.
The blade is black and white, and generate has a hard and powerful knife.
"Hey? ！”
Fang Yunhan’s hand knife cut across this force and felt that there was no less than one million pounds of strength on the spot to condense the blade and push it in the first line.
It’s just that when this fierce knife method is displayed, it gives people a feeling of being unhurried and lingering.
It’s like a big river with snow washed from high mountains. At first, it looks unhurried, and at last, it is overwhelming.
Fang Yunhan’s palm knife changes wrist deflection and refers to the blade side of the sword point.
In a short time, the middle-aged swordsman turned the blade, even though it still embodies the strength of millions of pounds, his hand was like holding a thatch with five fingers, easily chasing Fang Yunhan’s flaw and cutting his wrist.