845 Great Harvest (I)
The Flying Snow Sword Sect Master, who was at the peak of the eighth order, fled into a forest where there were no fierce beasts.
He was confident that with his speed and familiarity with the forest, he could escape from the other party's pursuit.
However, at this moment, a bad feeling suddenly came from the body.
He could feel his body rapidly becoming cold.
His own blood uncontrollably began to coalesce together.
Quickly condenses into ice.
Subsequently, one by one, his blood vessels were pierced by the ice thorns.
The ice spikes in various parts of the body quickly converged in the heart, forming larger ice spikes.
He could feel that the ice spike could kill him completely.
And the most terrifying thing is that his life-saving hole cards are completely useless.
As an eighth-order peak powerhouse, the sect master of the Flying Snow Sword Sect, he has ten life-saving hole cards.
What kind of body protection formation stone plate, skill stone, talisman jade talisman and the like.
Every life-saving hole card can withstand an attack from an eighth-order peak powerhouse.
In other words, he had eleven lives.
However, at this time, his eleven lives were useless.
Because that threat to his life did not come from the outside, but from within.
All his life-saving hole cards are used to defend against external attacks, how can there ever be against internal attacks?
He was careless.
He was just too careless.
Just now, when he saw that there were no footprints or traces on the snow here, he thought it was safe.
Unexpectedly, a savage dragon was already hiding in it.
Obviously, it is impossible for the other party to know in advance that he is coming here and hide it early.
It was in the process of escaping by himself that he hid here.
But why is there no trace of it?
How did he know that the Ice Blade was a perverted existence that could step on snow without a trace.
However, just when Xue Yijian was desperate, a cold voice came:
"Stop or die."
This made him breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.
Since the other party did not kill him immediately, it means that there is still a chance to negotiate conditions.
"I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you let me go."
He said.
As the Flying Snow Sword Sect Sect Master, he could give a brute dragon almost everything he wanted.
However, the voice did not speak again after saying that.
It didn't let him go, and neither did he stay.
Looking back, in the sky, those guys had already caught up.
He understood, this one was hidden in the shadows, obviously with those guys.
This made him even more desperate.
A moment later, Wen Zilong and they had arrived.
Wen Zilong saw Xue standing motionless in the snow with a sword, he nodded and said:
"Ice Blade, good job."
"Lord Xie Long."
A cold voice replied.
Xue Yijian was stunned: "Ice blade? Killer Ice Blade? ”
Isn't that a seventh-order supreme powerhouse?
The killer of the seventh-order supreme powerhouse, can he restrain himself?
Even if he had already been promoted, it would only be the early stage of the Eighth Order.
A killer in the early stage of the eighth order can restrain himself, an eighth-order peak powerhouse?
Wen Zilong didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at this time, and said, "Give you two ways, surrender, or die." ”
Xue Yijian did not hesitate: "Surrender." ”
Wen Zilong was not surprised.
If Xue Yijian had the backbone, he would not have left the Great Elder and tens of thousands of disciples in the sect just now and fled alone.
For Wen Zilong, it saves him the trouble of fighting again.
The will of the leader directly controls the snow sword.
Snow a sword, useful for him.
And it's useful.
"Xue Yijian, in the future, when I have gathered enough hundred supreme powerhouses, I will hand them over to you. You help me practice the Blizzard Sword Formation. ”
"Yes, Dragon Lord."
Xue Yijian replied respectfully.
This is the main reason why Wen Zilong left Xue Yijian.
Just imagine, when you gather a hundred supreme powerhouses in the future, the Blizzard Sword Formation will be rehearsed, below the ninth order, whoever comes will die.
"Xue Yijian, I ask you a question. Is it possible for this Blizzard Sword Formation to kill or resist the attacks of ninth-order transcendent powerhouses? ”
Wen Zilong suddenly opened up whimsically.
In other words, any other brute dragon would not think so.
After all, a ninth-order powerhouse is almost a world of difference for an eighth-order powerhouse.
It's like a swarm of ants making a break and trying to destroy the elephant.
Is it possible?
Well, theoretically there is such a possibility.
Xue Yijian's answer did not disappoint Wen Zilong.
"Dragon Lord, theoretically, there is such a possibility. When the previous Sect Master handed over the Blizzard Sword Formation to me, he once said that as long as the number of Supreme Powers could reach one thousand, they would be able to compete with the Ninth Order Extraordinary Powers. ”
Wen Zilong was overjoyed in his heart: "Well, then I'll find a way to get together a thousand supreme powerhouses for you." ”
"Yes, Dragon Lord."
Xue Yijian still said respectfully.
Then he said, "Dragon Lord, I have a suggestion. ”
"Say."
"To practice the Blizzard Sword Formation, you must be very proficient in the Flying Snow Sword Technique. How many supreme powerhouses under the dragon lord's hands have been handed over to me, and from today on, I will start teaching them the Flying Snow Sword Technique. ”
Wen Zilong nodded and said to Si Hong: "Si Hong, let all the supreme powerhouses come to the Flying Snow Sword Sect to practice the Flying Snow Sword Technique." ”
"Yes."
……
Next, Wen Zilong took the Flying Snow Sword Sect Master and returned to the Flying Snow Sword Sect.
In the Flying Snow Sword Sect, all the barbarian dragons saw the sect master returning, and hope instantly rose in their hearts.
However, when they saw the sect master followed by those few brute dragons, the hopes in their hearts were instantly shattered.
It seems that the suzerain has descended.
Now that the elders and sect masters have been lowered, they naturally have nothing to say.
Of course, there are currently more than 50,000 disciples here, and it is impossible for Wen Zilong to control them all with the will of the leader.
So you have to be ruthless.
Thinking of this, he condescended and said:
"I've always been a good talker. Your Sect Master and Grand Elder have all surrendered to me. I will not force you all to submit to me. I will give you two ways, either surrender or die. The choice is yours. ”
When the disciples of the Flying Snow Sword Sect heard this, they all secretly complained in their hearts.
Is this called giving us choice?
You're obviously pushing us, okay.
However, since even the Sect Master and the Great Elder had already surrendered, what reason did they have to die for a little backbone?
So, all the disciples knelt down and showed their submission.
Wen Zilong nodded and said, "Since you have surrendered to me, then I naturally can't treat you badly." In the future, each of your disciples will receive double the amount of Brute Dragon Stones that you receive every month. ”
The disciples were still thinking of surrendering for the time being, and then looking for an opportunity to slip away.
But when I heard that the dragon stone doubled every month, my heart was instantly moved.
Wen Zilong finished seducing it, and said to Xue Yijian next to him:
"Let's go, take me to the treasury of your sect."
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