Sign In For A Hundred Years, Gou Cheng, The Ancestor Of Sect

Chapter 247 Cold Sword Frost

Ji Lingchen’s face changed slightly, and he snorted: “It seems that the matter of slandering the old man has become your habit, but now you should think about how to keep your own life more important!”

He is unwilling to turn the direction of public opinion to a disadvantage for own, and rarely has he ever quarreled with Tan Youjun.

But fortunately, what Ji Lingchen said was indeed the most terrible right now. That Shi Qiuyi was still exuding almost breathless coercion in the air, and he really didn’t want to listen to them saying that there was nothing.

Xiao Weiming opened his mouth and said: “Sir Master Shi is sure to hold him steady?”

“No, but if you don’t help me, everyone will be killed by him, and the surrounding labyrinth passages have all been sealed, unless you have the ability to directly break through the Baili ridge.” Shi Buzhuan said in a cold tone.

Sigh You Jun’s face changed, and he said, “Well, as long as we can suppress this person, we will help you!”

He glanced at that moment, and his dazzling light flashed: “Even if there is no treasure in it, as long as you are away from the fire gold crystal source!”

Ji Lingchen glanced mockingly, and snorted coldly: “It’s still hard to protect my life, and I still want to find Lihuo Jin Jingyuan.”

“Shut up, if you didn’t hide too much from us, how could you be in such a desperate situation now!?” Tan Youjun shouted angrily.

Ji Lingchen was scolded by Qiqiao, but he was speechless to refute. He could only have a sullen face, full of resentment.

Xiao Weiming ignored the dispute between the two and said, “Master Shi, what should I do now, everything is up to you.”

Everyone’s eyes fell on Shi Buzhuan, who was actually regarded as the backbone in the faint. After all, Shi Buzhuan was the only person who had contact with Shi Qiuyi, and hoped that he could give everyone a way out.

Shi Buzhuan stared at the crimson mist covered with Shi Qiuyi, frowning and said: “You need to use Cultivation Technique like ice, frost, frost and snow to settle down before you can seal him…”

Sigh You-kun was surprised: “What sealing technique can seal an existence that is infinitely close to the Nine Heavens realm? Even if it can be sealed for a short time, it won’t make a decisive role.”

Shibu turned and said solemnly: “You don’t need to worry about these, now you only need to hit him with tricks such as Binghan Cultivation Technique.”

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they couldn’t tolerate any hesitation. More than a dozen people quickly walked out, their devilish energy was so cold that they suddenly reduced the temperature of the entire space several times.

At this time, Shi Buzhuan asked Zhao Fei in a low voice: “The sealing technique is not what I am good at. Are you sure of it?”

Zhao Fei was also a little at a loss. Of course he had mastered the sealing technique, but he was not sure enough to seal a Nine Heavens realm anyway.

“Dutiansuo Yuanzhen can seal him for about a stick of incense. I’ll help you and let it go!”

While thinking hard, the voice of the realm demon suddenly came from the back of the soul, with a slight dignified color. This is the first time that Zhao Fei has felt such emotions from the realm demon. It seems that Shi Qiuyi’s strength is indeed somewhat. beyond imagination.

When everyone was unaware, Zhao Fei’s eyes suddenly changed slightly.

The evil purple glow quickly appeared in the left eye, while the right eye was still as normal. It was because with Zhao Fei’s permission, the realm demon controlled part of the body’s dominance.

The realm demon looked at the dozen or so people next to him who were struggling to gather the cold devil energy, and said with disdain: “How these three-legged cats will work on a Nine Heavens realm is just wishful thinking!”

Zhao Fei couldn’t help but sink in his heart when he heard this, and asked, “No one would have thought that I would encounter Nine Heavens here. Do you have any solution?”

“These ice-cold demon auras are useless, it’s only to see if the kid next to you can make the consciousness of that Nine Heavens realm struggle for themselves.” The realm devil gave the final answer after pondering for a while.Zhao Fei simply conveyed the matter to Shi Buzhuan, and Shi Qiuyi’s breath in the midair on the opposite side became more and more unstable, as if he wanted to destroy this space at any time.

Shi Buzhuan frowned and thought for a long time. Although the Amalun sword in his hand was inherited from his family, Shi Qiuyi did not have much obsession with it.

And at this moment, in the labyrinth passage where ice-cold air hadn’t appeared for many years, after being stimulated by the chill of the crowd, there was a vague sound of collision of gold and stones from the top of the head.

Shi did not turn and looked up, his face was overjoyed, and he exclaimed: “Leng Jian Frost!”

When Zhao Fei heard the words, he quickly looked at it. Sure enough, the tip of the sword was exposed from the top, but it was only that point.

“what is that?”

Shi Buzhuan roared, “It’s the saber that the third old lady had followed for many years when he left. It was cold to cold and sharp!”

Before the words fell, Shi Buzhuan suddenly jumped up, and as soon as his hands touched the tip of the sword, he felt an unbearable cold spread all over his body.

But Shi Buzhuan couldn’t give up anyway at this time, regardless of the danger of frostbite his hands, and even the danger of being unable to recover, he just shattered the passage above.

After the crushed stone fell, a rusty long sword was firmly grasped by the stone without turning. Those hands had already turned purple-red, and it seemed that they would explode and be destroyed at any time.

When Zhao Fei saw this, he rushed to knock it down and shouted in a low voice: “You are crazy, how can you hold the sword after your hands are abolished?!”

“Hands are not as important as the lives of us and the third old lady, let me come.” Shi Buzhuan smiled miserably, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Zhao Fei kicked the Rusty Sword out, and said angrily: “Fart, if the sword repairer abandons his hands, it will be more tortured than death!”

Before Shi didn’t turn to speak, Zhao Fei’s left eye flashed with purple light, and a devilish energy straddled the void, urging the rust sword to float back slowly.

“Teach me a sword style that you and your three masters are familiar with. I have Vermillion Bird to isolate and protect from sky fire. It is more suitable for you than you.”

Zhao Fei’s tone was beyond doubt, and Shi Buchang’s expression was taken aback.

Staring at Zhao Fei for a while, Shi Buzhuan suddenly smiled, as if an iceberg was melting.

“It’s the Three Elders, you are probably the only guy who masters the secret Sword Technique of my family, I’ll tell you one of the three old elders’ famous tricks, Qinglian sword song.”

All the information was imprinted into Zhao Fei’s eyebrows through a ray of light, and the endless Sword intent instantly flooded the entire passage.

After a long while, Zhao Fei slowly opened his eyes, cold light flashing in his eyes.

“Good Sword Technique!”

With a low drink, everyone’s eyes were instantly focused on Zhao Fei.

And Zhao Fei condensed the Vermillion Bird Skyfire with one hand and hovered in his palm, directly plucking the rust sword from the void.

As the hilt fell into the palm of the palm, the rusty sword instantly shone brightly, making it so dazzling that it was impossible to see.

In the originally dry and hot passage, everyone seemed to be instantly in the icy pole.

“Good sword!” Zhao Fei was shocked and exclaimed sincerely.

Shi Buzhuan’s eyes were full of excitement, “It’s called Leng Jian Bingshuang. Using it to transport the Qinglian sword song will surely awaken the consciousness of my three old ladies!”