No one can make me change this decision! not even Mr. Michichi!"

Xue Linglong said in a loud voice, and her eyes flashed with determination.

"Linglong!" Yang Xiao's heart was warm.

However, he became more and more puzzled about Daoyi's intentions.

Even at this moment, even Xiao Lingfeng's face showed a look of confusion.

On the contrary, it was Emperor Jun Tian, as if he had received an unexpected surprise, and his eyes showed a look of expectation. He never dreamed that Daoyi would speak for him.

"Really?" Dao smiled, "And what if it's him?"

"Him?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding who Dao Yi was talking about.

The next moment, I saw Dao Yi take out the three-foot sword from the Void Ring again, and then threw it into the air.

Everyone subconsciously flashed backwards, after all, they had already seen the power of this sword before.

It's just that this time, the three-foot sword did not burst out.

After it flew into the air, it suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance. Immediately afterward, people saw that in the midst of that brilliance, a huge humanoid phantom seemed to appear.

As this phantom became more and more condensed, the eyes of the people of the Martial Saint Academy all showed a look of shock.

Especially Yang Xiao, Xiao Lingfeng and Xue Linglong, they were completely stupid there at this moment.

Just look at this person, dressed in a snow-colored robe, with a long sword on his back, his appearance is indescribably handsome and majestic, and his temperament is like a fairy. And his whole body exuded a sword intent from Ling Tian. As soon as I stood there, it was as if I had turned into an incomparably sharp sword, which could pierce the sky.

"Big ...... Big brother!"

"Uncle...... Uncle!"

"Burial...... Burial Heavenly Sword Saint!"

Almost at the same time, Yang Xiao and the others each shouted out the person's name in their own language.

That's right, it was not someone else who appeared in front of them, it was the former legend of the Martial Saint Academy, Xue Linglong's uncle who had always respected him like a god, the Sword Saint Xue Burial Heaven.

For many people in the Martial Saint Academy, the name of the Snow Burial Heaven is almost a symbol.

Although, they had seen the demeanor of the Sword Saint in the classics of the academy and the war puppets of the War King Tower. But now, when they really saw the appearance of Snow Burial Heaven, they were still so shocked by the momentum on his body that they couldn't speak.

Yang Xiao and Xiao Lingfeng also felt inexplicably shocked in their hearts at this moment.

The snow burial day in front of him, although it is only a phantom, is much more real than the war puppet in the Battle King Tower.

In particular, today's snow burial day may have already reached a realm that they can't imagine.

Therefore, in front of him, Yang Xiao and Xiao Lingfeng, the two geniuses who had always been arrogant, couldn't help but restrain a little. Don't dare to be too arrogant in front of your senior brother.

"Uncle!"

At this moment, the most exciting thing is naturally Xue Linglong.

My uncle has always been my idol and the sustenance of my spirit.

In the past, she could only talk to her uncle in the War King Tower.

Now, the uncle appeared in front of him so really, and for a while he almost broke the girl's tears.

As for Emperor Jun Tian, there was a hint of shock in his eyes at this moment, and he muttered, "Snow Burial Heaven...... Snow Burial Day...... Don't...... Are you from the Xue family!"

"People from the Xue family?"

When the people of the Martial Saint Academy heard these four words, their bodies trembled inexplicably.

Because, for them, these four words are all too familiar.

Everyone knows that Xue Linglong and Xue Futian are from a mysterious family, the Xue family.

But the question is, how mysterious and powerful is this Xue family? In the entire Martial Saint Academy, no one can say it. And the awe of the Xue family, in fact, is only because of the snow burial sky.

And now, seeing the stunned look on Emperor Juntian's face, people's hearts suddenly swelled with an inexplicable shock.

Could it be that Emperor Jun Tian has heard of the Xue family?

Could it be that the power of this Xue family is already so strong that the Jun family is afraid of it?

If so, what kind of existence is this Xue family?

And just when everyone was stunned, they saw that the snow burial heaven nodded at Emperor Jun Tian and said, "That's right, in the snow burial day, it is the people of the Xue family!"

"Sure enough!"

Emperor Jun Tiandi clenched his fists.

And people clearly saw that his body was trembling at this moment.

Xue Futian ignored him, but first set his eyes on Xue Linglong, and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Linglong, are you okay?"

"Uncle...... Uncle, is it really you?" Xue Linglong held back so that her tears did not roll down.

"Silly girl, it's naturally me!" Xue Futian smiled indifferently, "The former, the master sent me a message, saying that there was a disaster on the side of the academy, and he hoped that I could help." It's a pity that my deity is now hundreds of millions of miles away, and it is really inconvenient to come here. Therefore, I can only integrate a sword intent and a wisp of my spirit into this sword, and use special means to send it to the master's hands!"

"I see!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that Dao Yi slashed the sky just now like killing a dog, and he dared to love because of the sword intent of the snow burial sky integrated into this three-foot sword. If this is the case, then Yingdangtian's death is not unjust.

After all, this is a snow burial day, and the first day of the Northern Plains Dynasty in his era is not comparable to your Yingdangtian at all.

"It turns out that Master Venerable has not been in retreat for a month, but is asking Senior Brother for help!"

Yang Xiao and Xiao Lingfeng glanced at each other and nodded clearly. The confusion just now can be regarded as completely solved at this moment.

And at this moment, I only heard the incomparably majestic voice of Xue Futian and said, "You, are you my third junior brother?"

When Xiao Lingfeng heard this, he hurriedly stood up straight.

People saw that Emperor Xiao Shengdi, who had always been arrogant, was full of awe on his face at the moment.

Just look at him and clench his fist at the phantom of the snow burial sky, and say, "Ling Feng has seen Senior Brother!"

"Very good! Although I am hundreds of millions of miles away, I can always hear the master mention you. Now, you are only twenty-eight years old, and you have already reached the first level of the Martial Saint Realm. Compared to my time, it is not inferior at all!"

"Senior brother has praised it!" Xiao Lingfeng said humbly.

"Cultivate as soon as possible, break through as soon as possible, and then come to me! I also want to learn from you in person!"

"Definitely!" Xiao Lingfeng said loudly, for a while, people could feel the fighting spirit of Ling Tian on his body.

Xue Futian nodded with satisfaction, and then, he set his eyes on Yang Xiao.

But at this moment, everyone saw that the originally gentle eyes of Xue Futian suddenly became cold.

Suddenly, people felt that the atmosphere of the audience had become solidified. It's as if the eyes of the snow buried the sky have frozen the world.

As for Yang Xiao, at this moment, he felt as if there was a mountain of pressure, weighing heavily on his shoulders, almost making him unable to stand.

(End of chapter)