Chapter 1122 Ximen Patriarch
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Tie Zhong
"Swish—"
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows.
Even though it was approaching noon and the sun was shining brightly, everyone present still felt an unavoidable cold feeling. They couldn't help wrapping their clothes tightly around their bodies, and frowned slightly involuntarily.
In fact, at their level of cultivation, they can almost easily resist the cold and heat, but now it seems that there is no way to resist the weird chill, even if they wrap their clothes tightly, they still feel a little cold and unbearable.
The cold wind blew one after another, and the howling sound became more and more harsh.
At this time, someone finally keenly noticed that something was wrong. The surrounding temperature seemed to be dropping rapidly, as if suddenly changing from summer to winter.
Without warning, goose feather snow was floating in the sky.
And this is different from the icy and snowy land condensed by Ximen Jinglong's power to activate the domain before. This time, it is a real change in the environment and climate of the world, and an incomparably mysterious atmosphere permeates the entire space.
Seeing such an extremely weird change, many people couldn't help but gasp, and each of them couldn't help showing unconcealable astonishment in their eyes.
"This... seems to be that one... is it really?"
On the contrary, some strong men of the older generation faintly thought of something, and their expressions also changed greatly involuntarily.
Wei Yi stopped and stood a hundred meters away from Ximen Jinglong. He held the Qingsuo sword tightly in his right hand, and his brows frowned involuntarily.
He noticed this change earlier than everyone present, because...
He could clearly feel that this sudden change was aimed at him, and a terrifying power of spiritual consciousness was firmly locking him.
Different from Zeng Wuxiu before, this time, Wei Yi also really felt the pressure. There is no doubt that this time, a certain peak powerhouse of the older generation made the move...
"It seems that defeating Ximen Jinglong really touched the interests of too many people."
Wei Yi sneered in his heart, but he couldn't help showing a dignified expression on his face. Not only did he clenched the Qingsuo Sword even more tightly with the five fingers of his right hand, but at the same time, the breath around him also surged.
The energy of the different fire shrouded it, instantly blocking all the invading power of ice and snow.
woohoo-
The wind was howling, and the snow was flying heavily. Under the shocked eyes of countless people, the originally clear sky had completely turned into a world of ice and snow.
In this world of ice and snow, a figure came from a distance, its speed seemed slow but actually fast.
He has long snow-white hair, and is only wrapped in a very ordinary white robe. He looks very old, but he feels energetic. His two deep eyes are like the starry sky in the middle of the night. , like two undetectable mysterious vortexes.
The old man was neither sad nor happy, and came from afar.
In a blink of an eye, he was on the rooftop.
Instead of looking at Ximen Jinglong who was lying on the ground seriously injured and unconscious, he stared straight at Wei Yi who was opposite, with a hint of scrutiny.
Although Wei Yi didn't want to admit it, he did feel the tremendous pressure, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his chest heaved, and his face couldn't help but flush a little.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Yi barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
In fact, the other party didn't do anything during the whole process, all this came from the powerful coercion that was naturally released, which undoubtedly also represented the level of the other party's cultivation, surpassing Wei Yi by more than one grade.
"Junior Wei Yi, met Patriarch Ximen."
Wei Yi took a deep breath, his face changed from cloudy to cloudy, but he still clasped his fists and greeted him politely.
"you know me?"
The old man spoke flatly, not surprised by honor or disgrace.
"Senior, how many people don't know the whole Tai'a Mountain, or the whole Central Plains, in the name of the sword flying snow?"
It's normal for Wei Yi not to know Zeng Wuxiu before, but this one, the ancestor of the Ximen family, is one of the few peak-level powerhouses in the entire Tai'a Mountain. Wei Yi would be lying if he didn't know him.
And as far as Wei Yi knows, even among the five surnames and ten clans, Ximen Patriarch is still a powerful figure who can be ranked in the top three. Thinking back to when the Black Demon Sect made trouble in the Central Plains, except for Wei Yi's master and third elder Xu Wuji, the entire In Tai'a Mountain, the Ximen Patriarch killed the most, and was also the most feared by the powerhouses of the Demon Sect.
In the name of Yijian Feixue, I don't know how many demon powerhouses have died in his hands, and many of them are well-known and well-known powerhouses. People below the level of the Martial Emperor are not even qualified to stand in front of him. Leaving a name, this undoubtedly represents the strength and terror of Ximen Patriarch.
Although Wei Yi didn't think much of Ximen Jinglong or even the Ximen family, but for Ximen Patriarch, to be honest, in front of him, Wei Yi still didn't have the slightest capital to show off or be arrogant.
Faced with Wei Yi's praise, Patriarch Ximen looked calm. He had heard too many words like this, so he didn't feel anything at all.
"I took the person away."
While speaking, without waiting for Wei Yi to answer, he raised Ximen Jinglong with one hand.
In fact, with his status and status, being able to talk to Wei Yi, to a certain extent, is already a great deal of face to Wei Yi.
Wei Yi couldn't help but his complexion changed slightly when he heard this, but for a while, he didn't know how to stop him.
"no!"
But at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
Ripples rippled in the void, and a figure in black emerged. It was Wei Yi's master, the third elder, Xu Wuji.
Seeing his appearance, Patriarch Ximen couldn't help but frowned slightly, "What do you want?"
"This competition has not yet been decided."
The third elder glanced at Wei Yi, then turned to Patriarch Ximen, and said coldly.
Patriarch Ximen was silent for a while.
A dignified atmosphere enveloped the two of them, as well as the entire space.
Everyone present couldn't help feeling terrified.
Wei Yi and Ximen Jinglong fought each other, they were very happy to see it, but if Patriarch Ximen fought with the third elder...they would have no time to escape.
Because once the two of them make a move, the thousand miles around will probably become a battlefield. It is not a good thing to stand nearby and watch the battle.
Fortunately, Patriarch Ximen didn't mean that.
Turning around, he took a deep look at Wei Yi, and finally said: "I will admit defeat on his behalf... You have won this battle."
Ximen Patriarch is such a character, and he is the elder of Ximen Jinglong, once he said this, it is undoubtedly a final conclusion.
At the same time as his words sounded, Wei Yi also heard a reminder that the task was completed.
However, Wei Yi keenly felt that the last look that Ximen Patriarch looked at him...was not very kind.
In fact, it is right to think about it. A character like him probably has never bowed his head to others before admitting defeat.
Although he is admitting defeat on behalf of others now, bowing his head to a young junior like Wei Yi still makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
Even the way he looked at Wei Yi was naturally a little strange.
Wei Yi couldn't help but secretly jump in his heart. He had a faint feeling of being targeted by a terrifying beast. At this moment, the pressure was even greater than the previous battle.
Soon the ancestor Ximen left with Ximen Jinglong.
This fight finally ended with Wei Yi's victory.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows.
Even though it was approaching noon and the sun was shining brightly, everyone present still felt an unavoidable cold feeling. They couldn't help wrapping their clothes tightly around their bodies, and frowned slightly involuntarily.
In fact, at their level of cultivation, they can almost easily resist the cold and heat, but now it seems that there is no way to resist the weird chill, even if they wrap their clothes tightly, they still feel a little cold and unbearable.
The cold wind blew one after another, and the howling sound became more and more harsh.
At this time, someone finally keenly noticed that something was wrong. The surrounding temperature seemed to be dropping rapidly, as if suddenly changing from summer to winter.
Without warning, goose feather snow was floating in the sky.
And this is different from the icy and snowy land condensed by Ximen Jinglong's power to activate the domain before. This time, it is a real change in the environment and climate of the world, and an incomparably mysterious atmosphere permeates the entire space.
Seeing such an extremely weird change, many people couldn't help but gasp, and each of them couldn't help showing unconcealable astonishment in their eyes.
"This... seems to be that one... is it really?"
On the contrary, some strong men of the older generation faintly thought of something, and their expressions also changed greatly involuntarily.
Wei Yi stopped and stood a hundred meters away from Ximen Jinglong. He held the Qingsuo sword tightly in his right hand, and his brows frowned involuntarily.
He noticed this change earlier than everyone present, because...
He could clearly feel that this sudden change was aimed at him, and a terrifying power of spiritual consciousness was firmly locking him.
Different from Zeng Wuxiu before, this time, Wei Yi also really felt the pressure. There is no doubt that this time, a certain peak powerhouse of the older generation made the move...
"It seems that defeating Ximen Jinglong really touched the interests of too many people."
Wei Yi sneered in his heart, but he couldn't help showing a dignified expression on his face. Not only did he clenched the Qingsuo Sword even more tightly with the five fingers of his right hand, but at the same time, the breath around him also surged.
The energy of the different fire shrouded it, instantly blocking all the invading power of ice and snow.
woohoo-
The wind was howling, and the snow was flying heavily. Under the shocked eyes of countless people, the originally clear sky had completely turned into a world of ice and snow.
In this world of ice and snow, a figure came from a distance, its speed seemed slow but actually fast.
He has long snow-white hair, and is only wrapped in a very ordinary white robe. He looks very old, but he feels energetic. His two deep eyes are like the starry sky in the middle of the night. , like two undetectable mysterious vortexes.
The old man was neither sad nor happy, and came from afar.
In a blink of an eye, he was on the rooftop.
Instead of looking at Ximen Jinglong who was lying on the ground seriously injured and unconscious, he stared straight at Wei Yi who was opposite, with a hint of scrutiny.
Although Wei Yi didn't want to admit it, he did feel the tremendous pressure, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his chest heaved, and his face couldn't help but flush a little.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Yi barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
In fact, the other party didn't do anything during the whole process, all this came from the powerful coercion that was naturally released, which undoubtedly also represented the level of the other party's cultivation, surpassing Wei Yi by more than one grade.
"Junior Wei Yi, met Patriarch Ximen."
Wei Yi took a deep breath, his face changed from cloudy to cloudy, but he still clasped his fists and greeted him politely.
"you know me?"
The old man spoke flatly, not surprised by honor or disgrace.
"Senior, how many people don't know the whole Tai'a Mountain, or the whole Central Plains, in the name of the sword flying snow?"
It's normal for Wei Yi not to know Zeng Wuxiu before, but this one, the ancestor of the Ximen family, is one of the few peak-level powerhouses in the entire Tai'a Mountain. Wei Yi would be lying if he didn't know him.
And as far as Wei Yi knows, even among the five surnames and ten clans, Ximen Patriarch is still a powerful figure who can be ranked in the top three. Thinking back to when the Black Demon Sect made trouble in the Central Plains, except for Wei Yi's master and third elder Xu Wuji, the entire In Tai'a Mountain, the Ximen Patriarch killed the most, and was also the most feared by the powerhouses of the Demon Sect.
In the name of Yijian Feixue, I don't know how many demon powerhouses have died in his hands, and many of them are well-known and well-known powerhouses. People below the level of the Martial Emperor are not even qualified to stand in front of him. Leaving a name, this undoubtedly represents the strength and terror of Ximen Patriarch.
Although Wei Yi didn't think much of Ximen Jinglong or even the Ximen family, but for Ximen Patriarch, to be honest, in front of him, Wei Yi still didn't have the slightest capital to show off or be arrogant.
Faced with Wei Yi's praise, Patriarch Ximen looked calm. He had heard too many words like this, so he didn't feel anything at all.
"I took the person away."
While speaking, without waiting for Wei Yi to answer, he raised Ximen Jinglong with one hand.
In fact, with his status and status, being able to talk to Wei Yi, to a certain extent, is already a great deal of face to Wei Yi.
Wei Yi couldn't help but his complexion changed slightly when he heard this, but for a while, he didn't know how to stop him.
"no!"
But at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
Ripples rippled in the void, and a figure in black emerged. It was Wei Yi's master, the third elder, Xu Wuji.
Seeing his appearance, Patriarch Ximen couldn't help but frowned slightly, "What do you want?"
"This competition has not yet been decided."
The third elder glanced at Wei Yi, then turned to Patriarch Ximen, and said coldly.
Patriarch Ximen was silent for a while.
A dignified atmosphere enveloped the two of them, as well as the entire space.
Everyone present couldn't help feeling terrified.
Wei Yi and Ximen Jinglong fought each other, they were very happy to see it, but if Patriarch Ximen fought with the third elder...they would have no time to escape.
Because once the two of them make a move, the thousand miles around will probably become a battlefield. It is not a good thing to stand nearby and watch the battle.
Fortunately, Patriarch Ximen didn't mean that.
Turning around, he took a deep look at Wei Yi, and finally said: "I will admit defeat on his behalf... You have won this battle."
Ximen Patriarch is such a character, and he is the elder of Ximen Jinglong, once he said this, it is undoubtedly a final conclusion.
At the same time as his words sounded, Wei Yi also heard a reminder that the task was completed.
However, Wei Yi keenly felt that the last look that Ximen Patriarch looked at him...was not very kind.
In fact, it is right to think about it. A character like him probably has never bowed his head to others before admitting defeat.
Although he is admitting defeat on behalf of others now, bowing his head to a young junior like Wei Yi still makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
Even the way he looked at Wei Yi was naturally a little strange.
Wei Yi couldn't help but secretly jump in his heart. He had a faint feeling of being targeted by a terrifying beast. At this moment, the pressure was even greater than the previous battle.
Soon the ancestor Ximen left with Ximen Jinglong.
This fight finally ended with Wei Yi's victory.
