Chapter 468: Draw the sword

Slim said, "Great Elder...... This sword can't be a jīng spirit, right? I always feel that the evil qi contained in it is too heavy, and with the sword soul of this sword, it is not impossible to turn into a spirit and leave. [No pop-up novel network]"

Malfurion frowned slightly, Slim had told him a long time ago that Frost Grief was a hidden danger to the Holy Land, and if it was left here, sooner or later something would happen, threatening the safety of the Holy Land.

Malfurion was not entirely worried about this, the sorrow of frost had been a hot potato in the Holy Land all these years, and it was impossible to deal with.

"Great Elder, do you think it's time for us to do something about this sword, we can't always let it ...... here" Before Slim finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold, knife-like killing intent lock onto him, making his heart tremble.

Slim turned abruptly, only to see Akasha staring at him coldly, his gaze as cold as the Nine Abyss.

"Akasha, what do you want to do!? It's a holy place! Although Slim said it in a strong voice, he was very empty in his heart, after all, Akasha's strength was a whole level higher than him.

Akasha said coldly: "If you want to use this sword, I guarantee that after you sleep one day, you will not see the sun the next day!" ”

"Akasha, you're too arrogant!" Slim was furious, as an elder of the Holy Land, when had he ever been threatened by someone like this, let alone in front of so many people.

Seeing the tension between the two, Malfurion frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Don't quarrel!" It's better to deal with Nefarian if there is a jīng force infighting, about the sorrow of frost, it is the sword left by Mr. Nan, if there is no Mr. Nan, it is still unknown whether we can stand here, and there is no need to mention it in the future......"

Before Malfurion could finish speaking, Akasha suddenly snorted coldly, and took a step towards Frostmourn, and as she got closer and closer to Frostsorrow, Frostmourn's sword began to tremble, and the whimper became louder and louder, like rolling thunder.

Malfurion's face changed slightly, "You're going to draw your sword!?" ”

Akasha didn't answer, just stared at Frost Grief and walked over step by step.

Everyone onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw this scene, everyone knew that forty years ago, Frost Grief had severely damaged the Extremely Cold Ghost who had just stepped into the seventh order, and at that time, this sword had not yet appeared with such a vision as it is today.

However, to everyone's surprise, Akasha walked unusually smoothly in front of Gu Nansheng's statue, and the evil qi and heaven and earth energy surrounding Frost Grief did not hinder her in the slightest.

Akasha took a deep breath and plunged her hand into the black light that rose into the sky......

Frost's trembling trembling became more and more intense, and at the moment when Akasha was about to touch Gu Nansheng's statue, Frost's Sorrow suddenly screamed, broke away from the sculpture Gu Nansheng's hand, and appeared directly in Akasha's hand.

The black light quickly disappeared, and the whirlpool formed by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi also shrank into the sword body, and the sorrow of the frost returned to the simple and dull face, and there was no more groan.

This sudden scene made everyone stunned, and even Akasha couldn't believe that the Frost Sorrow, who had seriously injured her, was pulled out by her so easily?

At this moment, a familiar energy passed along the sorrow of frost, that energy was vast and far-reaching, as endless as the deep universe, Akasha felt this energy, her nose was sore, and she almost shed tears, this energy was the jīng blood that the master melted into the sword......

In that battle forty years ago, the Frost Sorrow was shattered by the intact Death Wing, Gu Nansheng used the power of the Titan to recast the Frost Sorrow with his own jīng blood and endless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, in a sense, this sword is Gu Nansheng's incarnation!

Thinking of this, Akasha tightly grasped the hilt of Frost's sad sword, and said silently in her heart: "Master, I will not insult this sword ......"

The sun had just risen, and a thin layer of fog was still hanging over the city, and the sound of soldiers training and the uniform footsteps of patrols could be heard all over the training ground in the city.

Gu Nansheng, who was here, didn't know anything about what happened in the capital of the Holy Land yesterday, he had some breakfast casually, and just as Yù and Jones Xiang and Tacitha left this place and continued to set off, at this time, the city defenders made a loud noise.

The warriors of the Holy Land, who were still training, immediately rushed to the city wall when they heard the jǐng report, and the guards at the city gate pulled up the drawbridge as fast as they could, sealing the city gate completely.

Gu Nansheng smiled bitterly when he saw this, his luck was really bad, he had just entered the Holy Land a few days before he encountered the Burning Legion attacking the city, and he would definitely not be able to leave today.

"Mr. Gu, let's avoid it for a while." Tacitha said flatly, she was not very worried about the safety of the three of them, Tacitha had now reached the peak of the second order, and she was only one step away from the legendary hero, as long as she was not facing the Jīng Rui of the Burning Legion, with her strength was enough to protect the three of them.

Gu Nansheng and Jones Xiang naturally have no opinion on this, during the war, the city wall was under martial law, the city gate was closed, and no one was let go of the defenders, even if they had a flying dragon to ride, they would be shè down by the defenders.

Now one can only pray for the victory of the Holy Land.

But at this moment, Gu Nansheng's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the direction of the Holy Land Capital in a daze, with a very complicated expression on his face.

"Brother Gu, what's wrong?" Jones Xiang noticed Gu Nansheng's abnormality at this time and asked puzzled.

"Nothing." Gu Nansheng sighed lightly in his heart, and his spirit quickly returned to normal, he didn't want Jones Xiang to worry.

Just now, Gu Nansheng felt a familiar call in his heart, although it was vague and seemed extremely distant, but the feeling of flesh and blood connection would never be wrong.

Frost Sorrow...... Old comrade-in-arms, are you still waiting for me......

Forty years have passed, and now when I think of the past, he galloped on the battlefield with the sorrow of frost, and the rì who was proud of the world has a feeling of being separated from the world.

Although Jones Xiang was puzzled, he was not too worried, Gu Nansheng was no longer able to drive Jīng's divine power, and his perception of the surrounding environment was not as good as that of ordinary people, so Jones Xiang believed that Gu Nansheng could not find something that he was not aware of, presumably he just remembered some past events and sighed with emotion.

At this moment, there was a sound of rolling thunder in the air, and Jones Xiang looked up, only to see a crimson meteorite carrying a raging chaotic flame, and smashed it with lightning speed.

"Boom!" With a deafening explosion, the magically reinforced city wall was directly smashed down for a short time, and the soldiers there didn't even snort, and were directly wiped out in the flames!

Jones Xiang's face suddenly became difficult to look at, this skill is so powerful, it is definitely from the hand of a legendary hero.