The cold meaning went down the palm of his hand, and the limbs and bones traveled through the tendons, and the cold ice rain felt that the shackles of his own geographical bottleneck were loosened a little.

At this time, she believed what Qin Lang said, and at the same time, she was curious, who was he?

How did he know that this white long sword could better integrate with the Xuanbing True Skill he had cultivated?

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from the door of the sword room.

Only then did Han Bingyu think of Qin Lang's words just now, otherwise his naked body would be looked down upon by others.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a sense of shame in my heart.

"There are so many divine soldiers here, this time they are going to make a fortune..."A young man's voice sounded at the door of the sword room.

The young man looked at the sea of swords composed of ten thousand divine soldiers, and the greed in his eyes was unmistakable.

The Heavenly Sword Gate has a very deep heritage, even if it is a hidden great sect today, it is not as profound as the Heavenly Sword Gate.

There are so many divine weapons in the sword room, if they are all taken away, then it is enough to make the sect go up a level.

"Young Master, with these divine soldiers, your position in the sect is even stronger, even if it is some elders who oppose you, they will not say anything in the future, and the position of the sect master must be you. An old man's eyes were also full of greedy desire, looking at the dense sea of swords, eager to take it all.

"Hmph, this is natural, even if the elders in the sect maintain Nan Jiyun, after they see the divine soldiers, they will definitely fall to me, as for Nan Jiyun has always been against me, I will let him go to the ice prison and let him suffer from the extreme cold. ”

When the young man mentioned the name Nan Jiyun, he wanted to kill him, and there seemed to be a deep hatred between the two.

"You two put the divine soldiers here, I can spare your lives, otherwise, the anger of my Minshan Sword Sect is not something you can afford. The young man had already seen Qin Lang and the two, and he looked like a commanding man, and said to the two.

Minshan Sword Sect!

Hearing this name, Han Bingyu chuckled in his heart.

The Minshan Sword Sect is extremely powerful, much stronger than the Cloud Sect and the Linshui Sect, there are more than a dozen Heavenly Realm Masters in the sect, and according to legend, there are even Lingyuan Realm powerhouses in charge.

Such a force, even if it is a real person in Yandang Mountain, will not easily make enemies with it.

Unexpectedly, the secret place of the Heavenly Sword Gate even attracted the Minshan Sword Sect.

However, how could the Divine Soldier Cold Ice Rain be handed over easily?

Han Bingyu looked at the young man coldly and said, "What about the Minshan Sword Sect? Could it be that it will only be clever and robbed? If you want the divine soldier to take it yourself, you want our divine soldier, it's really a pipe dream!"

"Bastard, I don't know who I'm talking to? This one next to me, but Bei Qiufeng, an elite disciple of the Minshan Sword Sect, immediately hand over the divine soldier and kowtow to apologize, otherwise, the old man will destroy you!"

The old man beside Bei Qiufeng was an elder at the peak realm of the Minshan Sword Sect, and he had the support of the behemoth of the Minshan Sword Sect, but he had never taken other forces into account.

"Haka, be gentle with women, don't fight and kill. "The northern autumn wind took a fancy to the appearance of the cold rain at a glance.

The cold ice rain practiced the true skill of Xuanbing, and the momentum was dusty, and there was a cold posture.

"As long as you are my woman, this divine weapon will be given to you, how about it?" Bei Qiufeng smiled faintly, thinking that his posture was chic.

He believes that with his own status and status, the cold ice and rain will not crawl over without an eye, be grateful to himself, and then be his own woman.

When Han Bingyu heard this, he smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Taking the divine weapon of the Heavenly Sword Gate and giving it to someone else is really a big deal, a big belly?

Bei Qiufeng's face was gloomy, and he said: "Don't toast and don't eat and drink, I have taken a fancy to you, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for ten lifetimes, Haka!"

Doesn't Hakka know what the northern autumn wind means?

He sneered, and his body slammed forward, and a long sword with a cold light poked out of his sleeve like a poisonous snake, straight to the cold rain.

The Hidden Blade of Haka's practice is intended to surprise and defeat the enemy.

The cold ice rain instinctively fierce sword intent rushed towards his face, like a big mountain lying in front of him.

The mountain is so high that it makes people feel a sense of shock and suffocation.

Han Bingyu's body retreated sharply, and at the same time, the white long sword in his hand was handed forward, and a dense rain of swords swayed out.

The sword rain was sudden, and suddenly condensed into ice, and tiny ice swords flew out.

This is the sword technique in the cold ice rain cultivation of Xuanbing True Skill.

"Oh, Yandang Mountain's exercises, Zhang Zhenren's apprentice, hehe, it's a pity, you came across the Minshan Sword Sect, and you don't want to see where Zhang Zhenren's master is inherited!" Haka recognized the Cold Ice Rain Master at a glance.

Haka didn't have the slightest respect for Zhang Zhenren, let alone fear.

"Break it for me!"

Haka's Hidden Blade burst into a fiery glow, and a wave of heat erupted from the blade.

The Hidden Blade passed through the ice sword, and suddenly the ice sword melted, falling to the ground, turning into a puddle of water.

Bang!

Haka slapped his palm on the shoulder, and suddenly the white sword fell to the ground.

The cold rain staggered back.

Haka's technique was able to suppress the cold and icy Xuanbing True Skill.

Could it be that Haka really knows the flaws in Xuan Bing's true skills?

Or, what is the relationship between Zhang Zhenren and Minshan Sword Sect?

The cold ice rain didn't move, because Haka's strength is definitely more than just the peak of the realm!

"As long as you are my woman, then I will give you this sword, otherwise, you will only die, and he will die!"

Bei Qiufeng picked up the white long sword, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked up and down at Han Bingyu's figure.

Need!

It's superb!

Bei Qiufeng forcibly held back the restlessness in his heart and said in a good time.

Han Bingyu looked at Qin Lang, who didn't say a word, let alone make any moves.

In the sword room, only Qin Lang can kill Haka, but this will definitely offend the Minshan Sword Sect.

The anger of the Minshan Sword Sect is not something that ordinary people can bear.

More than ten years ago, there was an elite disciple in the sect who offended the Minshan Sword Sect, and as a result, one night later, that sect was removed from Huaguo.

The terrifying Minshan Sword Sect is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Bei Qiufeng looked at the cold ice and rain's gaze, and seemed to understand something, he smiled faintly and said: "It seems that he is your Taoist companion, so long as you agree, I will let him go, but the divine weapon in his hand must stay." ”

"However, you can choose not to agree, because if you don't agree, he will die a miserable death!"

Haka's eyes were staring at Qin Lang, just waiting for the cold and rainy decision, once he disagreed, then he would immediately make a move and kill Qin Lang.

In his opinion, Qin Lang did not have true qi fluctuations on his body, wouldn't it be easy to kill him?

Han Bingyu looked at Qin Lang.

Finally, Qin Lang moved.

Qin Lang turned his head slightly and said lightly: "Don't involve me in the matter between you, but you don't want to leave the sword in my hand." ”

When Bei Qiufeng heard this, he laughed angrily and said, "I can understand that you are going against my will, and then not following my opinion?"

Hakka stepped forward, and the Hidden Blade was about to strike.

"Where are you? Dare me follow your advice, if you don't want to die, get out of here, and leave me the sword in your hand!"

Qin Lang said lightly, but the temperature in the sword room dropped suddenly.