At the entrance of the dark, gloomy cave, the cold wind continued to blow through Hongmao's body, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of coldness in his thin clothes, so he subconsciously transported the spiritual power in his body to dispel the cold on his body.

The Ice Spirit Sword in his hand seemed to sense the flow of spiritual power, flashing with an ice-blue dreamy light, echoing with the red-glowing Changhong Sword behind Hongmao.

"Is this the Ice Spirit Sword?"

Hongmao carefully looked at the ice blue thin sword in his hand, the sword body was crystal clear, the contact place was as cold as ice, and the dark blue hilt was inlaid with a turquoise oval gem.

The whole sword looks low-key but extraordinary, gorgeous but unassuming, it is not like a murder weapon, but like a perfect work of art.

Holding the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, Hongmao couldn't help but move his body and danced the sword dance.

On the steep cliff, in the howling cold wind, the red-haired young man dressed in a single coat and holding an ice-blue sword in his hand danced wildly in the snow.

The sound of the dementor's sword was incessant, and some passing birds stiffened and fell from the air when they heard the sound, providing a delicious meal for the hungry hunters at the bottom of the cliff.

"Boy, you seem to like the sword of Hongu?"

Just as Hongmao's heart danced with the sword, in the howling cold wind, a cold female voice came from behind him, and the moment he heard this voice, he couldn't help but tremble, this voice was extremely cold, and it seemed to freeze his soul.

Hongmao stopped his movements, turned around and looked back, only to see Hong Xiaobai, Lan Yan and the others slowly walking out of the depths of the cave.

The rest of the people were nothing unusual, but the Ice Spirit Sword Master's face was blushing, and although his clothes had been tidied up, Hongmao could still see that there was a trace of messiness, and seeing this, he confirmed his guess about Hong Xiaobai's healing technique just now.

But Hongmao had never heard the sound of fighting in the cave just now, and it seemed that the rumored Jade Toad Palace Master, who was cold and ruthless, and who wiped out the Nine Clans with a sword at every turn, did not seem to be as terrifying as the legend, and it was still reasonable......

"Return the sword of the main palace!"

Just as Hongmao was distracted, Lan Yan stretched out his hand towards him with a cold face, and a huge ice giant palm grabbed Hongmao, looking at this look, it was not like he wanted to grab the sword, but to pinch Hongmao in front of him to death.

Seeing this, Hongmao hurriedly withdrew and dodged, and hurriedly shouted in his mouth: "The palace master's subordinates are merciful!

"Look for death!"

I don't know what Hongmao said went wrong, Lan Yan was even more angry when he heard it, and with a wave of his sleeves, a cold wind accompanied by frost whistled towards Hongmao.

Damn! This woman is even more unreasonable than what Daddy said!

Hongmao saw that Lan Yan completely ignored his words, and completely looked like a shrew, and the perfect image when he was in a coma instantly collapsed in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Hongmao pulled out the Changhong Sword behind his back, with two swords in his hands, easily resisting Lan Yan's attack.

This strength is not as strong as my father described, could it be that the injuries in the body have not been completely healed?

Just when he was about to introduce Hongmao to Lan Yan, Hong Xiaobai saw that the two of them suddenly fought, although he was a little unclear, but he immediately stopped him: "Lan Yan Palace Master, stop, this Hongmao young man is our companion." ”

At the same time as Hong Xiao's vernacular voice fell, Hongmao was surprised to find that this Ice Spirit Sword Master, who was said to have a problem with his brain and couldn't understand human speech at all, actually stopped the movements in his hand.

Although there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, under Hong Xiaobai's order, Lan Yan's soul loyal to Hong Xiaobai still gave up killing the man in front of him who actually dared to touch the Ice Spirit Sword with his dirty hands.

Lan Yan's black pupils that exuded a cold and cold glow stared indifferently at Hongmao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, with a strong murderous aura in his tone:

"Boy, return the sword to Hongu. ”

Hongmao frowned, but in Lan Yan's extremely dangerous tone, he still obediently stepped forward and handed over the ice blue sword in his hand.

Lan Yan snatched the long sword from Hongmao's hand, her white palm was covered with ice, and after taking the Ice Spirit Sword, she used the cold ice condensed in her hand to constantly rub the hilt and the sword body, as if to erase all the dirt from the Ice Spirit Sword.

Seeing Lan Yan's appearance, Hongmao's heart was a little unhappy, he came all the way to save this Ice Spirit Sword Master, even if it was the Nine Illusion Master who forced the demon clan to retreat, but I have no merit and hard work, how about you thank you verbally?

Who are you trying to scare when you meet this murderous person? And he looks excessively clean, and if we hadn't arrived in time, you don't know what it would be like now.

That's right, when my father was alive, I invited you guys who only cared about your own pleasure to go to the demon world and you refused, so then I should understand your true nature......

Thinking of these, Hongmao's dark eyes became even darker, and the dark pupils seemed to swallow up all the light, and his tone seemed to be worried, but in fact, he asked with implicit irony:

"Master of Nine Illusions, I don't know how Lan Yan's predecessor is injured? I see her murderous and unreasonable appearance, but don't have a problem with the Yuan Shen!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Lan Yan couldn't bear the sneers of others at her, and directly waved the long sword in her hand, and in an instant, countless ice swords appeared out of thin air, and she was about to penetrate the body of the young man in front of her.

"I said, stop!"

Hong Xiaobai's blade-like and dangerous voice sounded directly in Lan Yan's mind, and at the same time, there were bursts of sharp pain emanating from the depths of his soul.

Feeling the condition of his body, Lan Yan couldn't help but dissipate his control over the ice swords in the air, and they suddenly fell down one after another, turning into fragments on the ground.

Seeing this, Hongmao thought that Lan Yan was just intimidating himself, and he didn't plan to really do it, but because of his father's death, the resentment in his heart for the so-called sword master had not diminished at all, and the hatred that went deep into the bone marrow still filled his heart.

"Hongmao Shaoxia, don't irritate the Ice Spirit Sword Master, she has just been pulled back from the brink of death, and it is understandable that she is more emotional. ”

Hong Xiaobai gently comforted the red-haired young man in front of him who was a head taller than him, ah, it feels so unpleasant to look up at others like this, doesn't it mean that the higher the level, the faster the growth rate, logically speaking, I should also grow taller......

"Since the master has said so......"

Hongmao's face was still a little ugly, but after all, he decided to put this matter down first, and it was more important to find the sword master in front of him, and kill the black-hearted tiger to avenge his father.

If you wait for the Black-Hearted Tiger to recover from his injuries, I am afraid that even if he collects all the divine swords in the hands of the Terrans, he will not be able to defeat the Black-Hearted Tiger.

"Although the Ice Spirit Sword Master has been healed by me, but due to the lack of materials at hand, the injuries in her body have not fully recovered after all, I heard that the Yuhua Sword Master is fighting in Huangshi Village, which is not far from here, why don't we go there first, I don't know what the young hero wants?"

"The Lord of the Rain Flower Sword?"

Hongmao lowered his head and pondered for a while, there are still two divine swords left, the Yuhua Sword and the Whirlwind Sword, and the dark distance is that the whirlwind sword master of the Ten Mile Gallery is relatively close, but the main business of the Yuhua Sword Lord is a doctor, and the combat effectiveness can only be said to be average, in case the demon clan also hits his territory......

Just in case, it's okay to go to Huangshi Village first......

"Then according to the master's words. ”

Hongmao nodded at Hong Xiaobai and agreed to his suggestion.