"Ice Lei Mountain has never been here for a long time."

The man in black raised his neck and murmured to himself, letting the snowflakes fall on his face.

Twenty-two years ago, he followed his master to Binglei Mountain, but his master was eaten by a monster. He hid in the cave with his master's sword and survived.

In the next ten years, he learned his own swordsmanship and finally achieved great success.

After leaving the cave, he killed all the monsters in the Ice Lei Mountain before he left.

Twelve years passed in a flash, and he had already gained a great reputation in the Nanhan Dynasty.

The Frost Swordsman becomes Ye Fei!

The sword blade is unsheathed, and frost appears four times!

"I want Bingleizi this time."

Cheng Yefei threw down this sentence and stepped up the mountain.

One hour later.

More than 300 monks gathered on the hillside of Binglei Mountain. Lu Li and other disciples of Fengxuan Sect stood together, Cheng Ye Fei was alone in a corner. The same was true for disciples of other sects. There was no communication between them and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

They raised their heads, as if they were looking at something.

A female disciple from Fengxuan Sect asked Lu Li in a low voice: "Senior Brother Lu Li, will Bing Lei Zi really appear? If the time is wrong, wouldn't we wait forever?"

It was her first time going out for a task and she was very nervous.

Not only him, but other disciples are also going out for the first time, and Lu Li’s mission is to protect them.

Lu Li smiled slightly and said, "Patility is your greatest reliance on independence in the future. Whether it is doing tasks or fighting, you must be patient."

"But these people don't seem easy to mess with. Some of them are obviously not young disciples from various sects."

A male disciple from Fengxuan Sect said carefully, his voice was very low, for fear that others would hear it.

When Lu Li heard this, he immediately laughed, which attracted all the monks around him to look at him, including Cheng Yefei.

I heard Lu Liyun smile lightly and said, "With me here, no one can compete with us Fengxuanmen."

Very crazy!

The monks' faces instantly became cold.

The disciples of Fengxuan Sect were impressed by Lu Li's heroic spirit. They are worthy of being the eldest brother, so domineering!

"snort."

Cheng Yefei snorted coldly, and disdain appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, a small figure slowly climbed halfway up the mountain.

It is Zhou Xuanji.

Ada was released from the ice and snow area by him. The reason why he came was because he felt a breath that attracted him extremely.

According to the sword spirit, it should be an energy substance that can enhance his Golden Body Art.

This is the power of the Golden Body Art, which can sense some special energy from heaven and earth.

Zhou Xuanji hid behind an ice stone and looked over and was a little surprised.

"Why are so many monks? They all come for the alien treasure?"

He noticed that half of these monks were in the Qi-nourishing Realm, but at least they also had the seventh level of Qi-nourishing Realm.

Now he has four divine swords, two kinds of sword intent, and his powerful body, so he has the confidence to take a try.

call out!

A flying knife stabbed the ice stone in front of Zhou Xuanji, causing the entire ice stone to tremble slightly.

"Who? Hidden your head and tail, get out!"

A young man in blue shouted in a deep voice, causing everyone to turn to look.

Zhou Xuanji snorted coldly, then slowly got up, raised his hands, and walked around the ice stone.

He looked panicked and said tremblingly: "Don't kill me, I'm only six years old... I don't want to die..."

At the age of six, he looked harmless, and with the ice and snow, his face turned red with cold, and some female disciples felt so heartbroken.

"What a cute kid!"

"This kid is so delicate, how could he be here?"

"Maybe I'm lost with my parents. Wow, I really want to pinch his face."

"Be careful, maybe it was a monster?"

The young monks were talking, while the leaders of various sects stared at Zhou Xuanji with vigilance.

This is Luoxianling.

It is so far away from the human villages and towns that an ordinary six-year-old child cannot reach this place at all.

However, they did not feel the demonic energy in Zhou Xuanji, and they thought it was not transformed by monsters.

The young man in blue shirt who had a knife swing before continued to question: "Little baby, where are your parents?"

Zhou Xuanji swallowed, and tears broke down the dam in an instant. He raised his right hand tremblingly, pointed at a group of corpse birds entrenched on the top of Binglei Mountain, and cried: "It was eaten by them..."

Seeing Zhou Xuanji crying, many monks gave up their concerns.

Their highest cultivation level is also in the foundation building realm. Without practicing divine consciousness, they cannot see through Zhou Xuanji's cultivation level. In addition, the ice and snow are far apart, so they cannot feel Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power.

"Little baby, come here, I'll take you back to Fengxuanmen."

Lu Li waved and smiled gently. That smile made people feel like spring breeze. In the hearts of the female disciples of Fengxuan Sect, his image became taller.

Zhou Xuanji was about to speak when a thunder suddenly came from the top of the mountain. Compared with the previous thunder, it was extremely loud, like an explosion, deafening.

Everyone looked up and saw a strong blue light appearing on the top of the Ice Thunder Mountain, and countless lightnings lingered around them.

There is more than 300 meters from the hillside to the top of the mountain, which is equivalent to more than 1,000 meters.

Cheng Yefei moved first, his body was like a rabbit, stepping on the snow to the mountain.

"Bingleizi appears! Go up the mountain!"

A monk shouted loudly, and the other monks rushed upwards.

Lu Li and a group of male disciples of Fengxuan Sect also rushed up the mountain, leaving several female disciples waiting in place.

Zhou Xuanji stepped forward and trotted over.

Bingleizi?

It sounds amazing.

At this time, a petite and cute female disciple stopped him, bent down and squatted in front of him, carried him into his arms, and comforted him: "Little brother, don't be afraid, sister protects you, are you cold?"

Zhou Xuanji was overwhelmed by the softness and almost suffocated. He quickly broke free.

Other female disciples also came over to surround Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji immediately jumped up, and the Hanlang Sword appeared at his feet out of thin air, and he rushed up with the sword.

The female disciples raised their necks, stunned, and could not speak.

"Hmph, do you want to take advantage of me?"

Zhou Xuanji rubbed his face and could still feel a little warmth.

Immediately afterwards, he began to speed up and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Han Lang Jian led him to fly over the head of a monk. When the monks looked up, they almost scared to death on the spot.

"That child! He can fly!"

"How is that possible!"

"Hiss--A demon boy!"

"Where did he get the sword?"

"Can you still fly with a sword in such a cold day? Can you stabilize your body?"

The monks exclaimed repeatedly, the snow on the Ice Thunder Mountain was too big, and it was easy to fall down with flying magic weapons. After all, their cultivation level was not high.

The one who rushed in front was Cheng Yefei, followed by Lu Li.

Both of them heard the screams behind them, and they subconsciously turned to look.

I happened to see a six-year-old child bent down and stood on a silver sword, breaking through the air, at an extremely fast speed.

Zhou Xuanji is now fully familiar with the four divine swords.

The attribute of the Hanlang Sword is cold air. The stronger the wind and snow, the stronger the Hanlang Sword!

"evildoer?"
Chapter completed!