The north wind whipped up the heavy snowflakes, dyeing the seventy-two flying eaves of Lingxiao City a pristine white. Shi Potian stepped through the ankle-deep snow, gazing at the four iron-hooked, silver-traced characters reading "Clear Distinction Between Good and Evil" on the city gate tower, a sudden chill creeping up the back of his neck.
"Evil scoundrel, take my sword!"
A clear dragon-like roar pierced the wind and snow as Bai Wanjian leapt down from the ten-foot-high city gate tower. His dark cloak snapped loudly in the fierce gale, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a three-foot azure radiance—it was precisely the opening stance of the Snow Mountain Sect's ultimate technique, "Plum and Snow Competing in Spring".
Chapter 195