"Big brother, save Xue'er!" Behind the statue, the snow-white figure trembled, and after hearing Ling Feng's words again, it turned out to be a convulsion of words, and at the same time, there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

Ling Feng's gaze suddenly turned cold, staring at the man holding the sword, and a trace of murderous intent rose from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, he shouted again: "Get out!"

Finally, Bai Xue'er completely appeared in his dark eyes. Behind her, a long figure was holding a sharp sword, directly placed on Bai Xue'er's jade-like neck.

Bai Xue'er sobbed quietly, her face was frightened, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears. However, when she saw the 'big brother' who she thought about day and night, there seemed to be surprise in the depths of her eyes. Then, with a face full of grievances, he cast his gaze.

Ling Feng looked at the man, the other party's face was extremely unfamiliar, but it was surprisingly handsome. With an extremely sharp sword and a long green shirt, it actually has the meaning of being out of the dust.

No, logically speaking, the man in front of him shouldn't be such a person!" Ling Feng said secretly in his heart. He clearly saw the hesitation and shame in the other party's eyes, but feeling Ling Feng's powerful cultivation, he couldn't help but clench his sword a little tighter.

"Let her go, otherwise, there will only be death!" Ling Feng's eyes did not have the slightest emotion to speak of, he stared at the young man's eyes, and spat out a cold and undeniable voice. As long as Xue'er is released, everything is easy to say, otherwise, he will not hesitate to kill the other party.

Although in the senses, the young man's cultivation was a little weird, and it seemed that Ling Feng couldn't even fathom it. However, with the strength of the other party, it was impossible for him to beat the Rebirth Realm, and Ling Feng was still quite confident in his strength.

Hearing this, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not let go of Bai Xue'er, but instead moved his sword, directly cutting a bloody mark on Xue'er's jade-like neck.

"Ah, big brother, save Xue'er!" Bai Xue'er was in pain and couldn't help but scream.

At this time, the young man's face finally became fierce, his eyes seemed to flash with a little fierce light, and he shouted: "Let me go, I will let her go!"

Ling Feng could completely see the sincerity in the other party's eyes, but the other party cut Bai Xue'er with his hand and touched his bottom line. Although he can trust the other party, if he really lets him go, he will feel uneasy.

As soon as he grabbed the palm of his hand, the spiritual power surged, and his gaze saw the scar on Xue'er's neck, which was full of killing intent. Then, his face turned hideously and he spit out an extremely cold voice: "The last sentence, if you don't let people go, you will die immediately!" He said the word 'death' very seriously, which shows the depth of the killing intent in his heart.

In this world, no one can threaten him! No matter how strong the opponent is, he will not give in. This is Ling Feng, the incomparably unruly Ling Feng. The people he cares about will not allow others to be harmed!

In front of him, the strength is as low as that young man, and daring to threaten him is simply looking for death.

"You, don't go too far, don't think I don't dare to kill her!" the young man seemed to have a panicked look in his eyes, and then his momentum rose and he yelled.

"If you dare to touch a single strand of her hair, you will die a miserable death!" Ling Feng completely lost his patience and walked towards the other party step by step. The spiritual power in the body gradually wrapped around the palm of the hand, forming a terrifying match.

The young man, completely intimidated by Ling Feng's momentum, really didn't dare to move Bai Xue'er in the slightest.

"Ling Feng, be careful, there is still one person hiding behind!" the little demon's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as his words fell, behind the statue of the Snow Lord, he really walked out of the person. Ling Feng looked at it, his face full of surprise.

"Ghost child!" he couldn't help but spit out a voice.

The ghost man walked out step by step, and he glanced at the little demon with a look of jealousy on his face. After that, he said helplessly: "Yan'er, let that girl go!"

"Master, let her go, we really can't leave!" the young man said with a anxious face.

"Bastard, you don't even listen to the master?" the ghost son shouted angrily.

The young man called Yan had an extremely ugly face, but he had to let Bai Xue'er go.

As soon as Bai Xue'er broke free, she threw herself directly into Ling Feng's arms, sobbing quietly, as if she had been greatly wronged and wanted to confide. Ling Feng stroked the wound on Bai Xue'er's neck, feeling inexplicably heartache, he glanced at the ghost child master and apprentice, and it took a while to calm down, and said, "Let's go!"

The two ghosts left in a hurry.

"Big brother, you can't let them go, they are bad people, and they robbed Xue'er's falling flower sword!" Seeing the ghost master and apprentice leaving, Bai Xue'er thought of something and exclaimed.

"The Falling Flower Sword, the sword that is famous on the list of artifacts, no wonder it feels extremely extraordinary!" Ling Feng looked calm, and then took Bai Xue'er's little hand and swept towards the main hall.

The little demon's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of the ghost master and apprentice. With his knowledge of the Falling Flower Sword, how could he not recognize the sword in the other party's hand? Therefore, he was on guard early in the morning.

The ghost son looked at the little demon standing in front of him, glanced at Ling Feng again, and said with some annoyance: "Ling Feng, you don't talk about credit, it's too much, right?!"

"Since you know that my name is Ling Feng, you should know more extreme things, I will do everything!" Ling Feng let out a faint voice.

"Master, we're fighting with them!" the young man was furious and couldn't help but shout. Then, it turned out to be a flash of body, and it slashed directly towards Ling Feng with a sword.

The Falling Flower Sword hummed, and the light on it was great, and as the young man slashed down with his sword, a light and shadow flashed, directly cutting the space. The sword light flashed, and there were faint blooming peach blossoms in it, releasing the incomparably powerful sword qi.

The sword aura is incomparably gorgeous, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts tremble! A sword slashes, and thousands of peach blossoms fall.

The power of this sword is actually comparable to the blow of a Nirvana Realm powerhouse! Feeling the extremely dangerous aura coming from above that sword qi, Ling Feng's eyes condensed, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, forming a series of finger prints bombarded out.

"Triple finger!"

Under the infusion of the vast spiritual power, the finger prints instantly condensed into substance, and then rolled up with monstrous power and bombarded towards the sword qi.

Shout..

The fingerprints collided with the sword light, and the imaginary explosion did not appear. In Ling Feng's eyes, he saw that sword light flashed, and it was actually directly cut off the fingerprint, and then the speed was unabated.

At this moment, he truly realized the power of this sword light! Immediately, a solemn color flashed in his eyes, and then he stepped out of the ghost step and pulled Xue'er, and his body floated away like a ghost.

Passing by the sword light, there seemed to be cold sweat infiltrating Ling Feng's forehead. However, when he looked at the Falling Flower Sword again, there was an incomparably fiery meaning in his eyes.

The sword that ranks first on the list of artifacts is indeed worthy of its name. If he can get it, his combat power will definitely increase exponentially.

The ghost son originally wanted to stop the youth, but it was too late. Seeing that his apprentice's sword power was so amazing, there seemed to be a hint of joy on his old face. It's just a pity that this sword has nothing to do with him after all.

"Take it!" Then, with a wave of his hand, the Ghost Son threw the Falling Flower Sword directly at Ling Feng.

The young disciple was completely depressed, his eyes were demented, looking at the ghost, his face was full of doubts and unwillingness. He could feel that this falling sword had something to do with him. It was not easy to get such a treasure, but now it is given away, and he is naturally unwilling.

However, he had no choice.

When the falling flower sword arrived, the sword body trembled violently, and then there was a mournful sound. He held the sword with a little difficulty. This falling flower sword turned out to be a hint of rejection of him.

"Drink!" Ling Feng let out a deep sigh, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, completely pouring into the Falling Flower Sword. The sword body hummed, and the light on it burst out, and a momentum that looked at the world burst out.

It's just that the Falling Flower Sword now only has sword qi and no sword intent. It is like the loss of a soul, the will that should have killed the world no longer exists, and its power will be greatly reduced.

Ling Feng felt this, as if he had thought of something. There was a hint of coolness on his face, and then he opened his mouth and muttered: "The Falling Flower Sword is dead, and it is not worthy of the glory of the past!" There was infinite desolation in his voice.

The next moment, he turned around and plunged the Falling Flower Sword into the statue hole!

(End of chapter)