readx;? Although there is still some cold air in the cave, because there is no cold nest, with Fang Xiaowu's current cultivation, he can come and go freely in it, and he doesn't have to worry about being frozen by the cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After a while, he came to the vicinity of the cold fire.

The cold fire was not affected in the slightest because of the disappearance of the cold nest, and "saw" Fang Xiaowu come to him, as if he knew Fang Xiaowu, just like the first time, he made his head as big as a basin, which was very funny.

Fang Xiaowu didn't dare to provoke it, and quietly bypassed it.

When passing by the side of the cold beast's second goods, Fang Xiaowu didn't disturb this guy, and this guy, like last time, still let Fang Xiaowu go over with a kind of contempt.

Soon, Fang Xiaowu came to the front of the cold knife, looked at the cold knife, and thought about how to get this treasure knife.

There are not too many treasures, and if he can get the cold knife, it will undoubtedly be a tiger with wings for him.

But he also knew that this cold knife was not something that ordinary people could get, and even if it was a master of the level of the Flying Feather Boy, he might not be able to get it, otherwise, the Flying Feather Boy would have already done it, so why let it stay here all the time?

After thinking for a while, Fang Xiaowu took out the wooden sword from the storage ring.

Probably because of the influence of the wooden sword, the cold knife began to react, and a sword aura emanated from its body.

Fang Xiaowu tried to use the wooden sword to probe towards the cold knife, but the speed was not very fast.

Suddenly, hearing the sound of "bell", the cold knife suddenly pounced forward, hitting the wooden sword, and made a sound of gold and iron, as if what Fang Xiaowu was holding in his hand was not a wooden sword, but a gold and iron.

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu felt a powerful force coming from the sword body.

But at the same time, a force suddenly surged out of the wooden sword, and in the blink of an eye, that powerful force was dissolved.

Therefore, Fang Xiaowu just felt that his five fingers shook slightly, and it didn't matter much.

Han Dao probably sensed the horror of the wooden sword, and not only did not attack Fang Xiaowu, but instead shrank back, like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaowu laughed and said, "Cold Knife, Han Knife, you have been here for more than a thousand years, don't you feel lonely?" Come, leave this place where you don't see the light of day with me, I will let the world see your amazing brilliance and let the world know your name." With that, a sword stabbed at the cold knife.

Because Handao has been in the cave for many years, he has a certain aura. Without waiting for Fang Xiaowu to stab its body with a sword, it suddenly flew away, and also emitted a powerful sword aura, obviously warning Fang Xiaowu not to provoke it again, if it provoked it, it would definitely not let go of Fang Xiaowu and kill Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu didn't care about this.

He already felt that the cold knife could not take advantage of the wooden sword, and even the wooden sword could restrain the cold knife, maybe it could also make the cold knife obedient, if he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, he was afraid that he would lose the opportunity to get the cold knife.

In an instant, he unfolded the Nine Swords, the sword light was Huohuo, the sword qi echoed and roared, and he regarded the Cold Knife as his strong enemy, and fought with the Cold Knife in the cave.

With the ability of the cold sword, it could have sent out a sword qi with a cold aura to freeze Fang Xiaowu, but Fang Xiaowu used a wooden sword to deal with it, which happened to be able to limit its strength, so that every time it wanted to exert its power, it always had no way to fully exert it, and it couldn't even exert one-tenth of its strength, but was forced to turn around by Fang Xiaowu.

Clang!

After Fang Xiaowu struggled with the Cold Knife for a while, he finally found a wonderful opportunity and used the wooden sword to suppress the Cold Knife.

The cold knife originally wanted to get rid of the control of the wooden sword, but at this moment, a strange cold power suddenly gushed out from the wooden sword, and then transformed into a feather and landed on the handle of the cold sword.

"Hey, could it be that this feather is Han Yu? In this case, Han Yu did not disappear out of thin air that day, but was collected into the sword body by the wooden sword. What is the mystery of this wooden sword, it can actually suck Han Yu in. The reason why Han Dao is afraid of the wooden sword is mostly because of Han Yu. Fang Xiaowu thought to himself.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and the wooden sword automatically left the blade of the cold knife.

He was originally worried that Han Yu was not Han Dao's opponent, and wanted to use the wooden sword to help Han Yu, but after he took a closer look, he found that Han Dao couldn't defeat Han Yu.

As soon as the wooden sword left the body of the cold knife, the cold knife trembled like a human body, just like a person who has encountered a strong enemy and trembles with fear when he is unable to defeat the opponent.

"It turns out that Han Yu has such a powerful power, no wonder that the old man of the Flying Feather Sect would use his feathers to trap the Cold Nest, Cold Fire, and Cold Beast, but he didn't know how to use it, so Han Yu was also trapped in this cave. ”

It's just that after a while, I suddenly heard a "ding" sound, and the knife qi on the cold knife body converged, like an opponent who admits defeat, and after turning a few laps in mid-air, he snorted and inserted it directly into the ground for three points.

After defeating the Han Knife, Han Yu flew up to Fang Xiaowu, and actually nodded his body at Fang Xiaowu as if he were a person, as if to say: I have already subdued the Han Knife, please accept it from the master.

Fang Xiaowu was blessed to his heart, walked up, and reached out to hold the hilt of the Han Knife.

In an instant, a powerful aura poured out from the hilt of the knife, shaking Fang Xiaowu's whole body.

Fang Xiaowu thought that this guy was not convinced, and wanted to fight with himself, but before he could use his skills to fight against the power of the cold knife, a fine light rolled from the cold knife, along Fang Xiaowu's arm, all the way to the whole body, where he passed, Fang Xiaowu was extremely comfortable, knowing that this guy had recognized himself as the master and was willing to use it for himself.

With a "Zheng" sound, Fang Xiaowu pulled out the cold knife from the ground and waved it in his hand a few times.

Although his movements were slow, it was also because it was the first time he used a cold knife, and besides, this knife was not a few catties, dozens of catties, but hundreds of catties, and he had not yet adapted to it.

Huhuhu......

After Fang Xiaowu gradually adapted to the 800 catties weight of the cold knife, the speed of the dancing knife became faster and faster, and he became more and more comfortable, swaying freely, slashing and slashing at will, as if he was born to create it for him.

In a moment, Fang Xiaowu used the cold knife vigorously, and the sword qi soared exaggeratedly, and he slashed out with one sword, not to mention the power of six or seven thousand, which was quite amazing.

Suddenly, he heard a "snort", he sent a knife out, and gently ****ed the mountain wall, but it was effortlessly inserted directly into the handle of the knife, and he unconsciously grew his mouth.

"Grandma is a bear, it really deserves to be a heaven-level weapon, and you will have it in your hand in the future, no matter what kind of weapon it is, whoever dares to touch you will definitely die, hahaha......" Fang Xiaowu raised his head and laughed loudly, pulled the cold knife out of the mountain wall, and flicked his fingers on the knife, making a sound similar to the roar of a tiger and a dragon.

"Han Yu, let's go, next stop, Han Jian. Fang Xiaowu held the extremely heavy cold knife in his hand, as if he was carrying a toy, and strode forward.

After walking more than ten steps, he looked back and saw that Han Yu was indeed following behind, and he believed more and more that Han Yu had recognized himself as its master.

And all of this is all thanks to the wooden sword.

Therefore, in the future, he will treat the wooden sword as a treasure of heaven and earth, not to mention losing it, even if he loses his life, he can't lose it.