The atmosphere inside the cottage was somewhat oppressive.

After Ling Xian and Yuemi finished discussing, they returned to the hut without asking or explaining.

No one in the hut spoke, and only the sound of Shang Lu's slender fingers tapping lightly on the table could be heard.

Mei Shuang, the director of the Ice Heart Pavilion, squinted and lay on the chair, her breath was long and calm, as if she was asleep, even if Ling Xian and Shui Su had not opened their eyes even when they came in.

"I talked to Senior Sister Shui just now," Ling Xian spoke, breaking the calm that made people feel oppressed.

The sound of banging on the table suddenly stopped, and the room could hear falling pins, and the air seemed to become heavy, and the oppressor even breathed quietly.

Ling Xian glanced at Shang Lu's deep and watery face, smiled, and continued, "We feel that Senior Brother Shang Lu's plan may not be suitable. ”

The deep killing intent instantly locked on Ling Xian, and the heaven and earth spiritual power in the room also became a little irritable.

Ling Xian glanced at Shang Lu, whose face had become very ugly, but he wasn't too worried, this place was also the territory of the Ice Heart Pavilion, and Mei Shuang and Shui Su would not sit idly by.

Sure enough, it was not beyond Ling Xian's expectations.

"Ahem, ahem. As if she had just woken up, the old woman coughed twice, interrupting Shang Lu's soaring momentum.

"Here, it's Ice Heart Pavilion!"

I didn't see any movement from the old woman, the spiritual power in the air instantly calmed down, as if the burning flames were poured down by a basin of cold water, and there was no longer a trace of waves, and the killing intent surrounding Ling Xian's body also disappeared into invisibility.

Shang Lu glanced at the old woman with some shock, and then remembered the true identity of the old woman, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, but the resentment in his eyes became deeper.

Mei Shuang's eyes were also a little unhappy when she looked at Ling Xian, although Bing Xin Pavilion was not afraid of Shang Lu, but she was still a little afraid of the family behind him, Shang Lu was very clear about his temperament, so it was inevitable that there would be nothing to do in the future, so for Ling Xian, who provoked trouble in her opinion, she naturally would not have a good face.

Ling Xian's face was also a little solemn, although he couldn't see the strength of the old woman completely clearly, but he also had some vague senses.

Use the wisdom period!

The director of the Ice Heart Pavilion actually had the same strength as the Sect Master of the Lie Yan Sect, which was also a bit unexpected by Ling Xian.

However, for now, Mei Shuang's strength is strong, and it is only good for Ling Xian, and there is no harm.

"Brother Yunming doesn't even know what formation I'm going to use, so it's not appropriate to make a big deal here. ”

Although Shang Lu tried his best to pretend to be calm and light, the resentment in his eyes could not be hidden.

"I don't need to know, because Xuan Bing is a sword, it is not suitable in the first place. ”

Shang Lu sneered, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and sarcastically said to Ling Xian: "It's not that Xuan Bing can't be a sword, it's you who can't do it, rural pariahs, it's really uninformed." ”

Ling Xian's eyes became a little cold, and he glanced at Shang Lu lightly, and said: "Xuanbing is brittle, even if it is ten thousand years of Xuanbing, it is difficult to get rid of this shackle, you are also aware of this with Xuantie and Pure Gold, and you want to use the combination of the two plus the assistance of the formation to change the characteristics of Xuanbing." ”

"However, rotten wood cannot be carved, and the wall of dung cannot be destroyed, you are just working in vain. ”

Shang Lu's face instantly turned pale, and a pair of fierce eyes stared at Ling Xian, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, he was always flattered everywhere he went, how could he ever be insulted like this.

"Good! good!"

Crisp applause echoed in the room, Shang Lu laughed instead of anger, and said viciously: "Then I want to listen to any good suggestions from you." ”

Ling Xian smiled, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head to the old woman and said, "Borrow a sword." ”

Ling Xian grabbed the Xuanbing Sword on the table with his right hand, and the spiritual power in his whole body instantly boiled, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, converging towards the palm of his hand.

"Eight Fire Palms!"

Ling Xian let out a clear sigh in his heart, and the spiritual power was like a volcanic eruption, gushing out in an instant, and the power of the fire spirit mixed with it was like lava in the magma, which was even more destructive.

Tick, tick.

Ten Thousand Years of Xuanbing was also full of the power of blocking Ling Xian's eight flame palms that erupted with all his might, turning into drops of crystal water and hitting the ground.

In a short time, most of the Xuan Ice Sword in Ling Xian's hand had melted.

"It's done!"

The burst of spiritual power said that the meridians flowed back into the body, Ling Xian's left hand swiped the momentum, and reopened the front, and a small dagger appeared in Ling Xian's hand.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shui Su's eyes, Ling Xian's hand was very unexpected to her.

What Ling Immortal did just now, spiritual power was secondary, after all, Ling Immortal's strength was there, even if the power of the eight fire palms was added, it would be difficult to enter the eyes of everyone present. What surprised Shui Su the most was Ling Xian's ability to control spiritual power, so wonderful that Shui Su asked himself if it was difficult to do when he was in Ling Xian's realm.

And Shui Su even knew that it was only half a month ago that Ling Xian was still an ordinary disciple of the Lieyan Sect with inferior aura talent!

"Hmph, with such a low strength, it's embarrassing to be embarrassed. ”

Shang Lu didn't have such a keen observation as Shui Su, but he only noticed Ling Xian's humble strength.

After Shang Lu finished speaking, he thought that he would get the support of others, but he didn't expect that there was not even a person who looked up at him, and he couldn't help but be even more angry, but he didn't dare to be angry with Shui Su and Mei Shuang, and the account of this anger was all recorded on Ling Xian's head.

Ling Xian felt Shang Lu's gaze towards him become more ruthless, a little strange. If you want him to know the cause and effect, you must probably scold Shang Lu for being an idiot in the bottom of his heart.

However, the current Ling Xian didn't have the heart to focus on Shang Lu, his eyes were fixed on Mei Shuang for a moment, just waiting for her comment.

If the saddest thing in the house now is not the resentful Shang Lu, nor the nervous Ling Xian, but it is in this room that the fate of these two people is finally decided, Mei Shuang.

If at the beginning, the competition between Ling Xian and Shang Lu was quite normal, then after Shui Su and Ling Xian went and returned, this battle changed its flavor.

In all fairness, Shang Lu's plan was not bad, if it was really the Xuan Bing Sword, she didn't believe that this Yun Ming who appeared out of thin air could have a better plan than Shang Lu.

It's just a pity that Shui Su was also involved and stood on the side of this Yun Ming.

Thinking of this, the old woman sighed, and the vertical and horizontal ravines on her face deepened.

"What formation are you going to use?"

Ling Xian's brows raised, and a smile appeared on his face uncontrollably, he knew that he had won.

"The silver bottle is broken, a formation I got by chance, but I haven't used it proficiently, and I'm not sure how many levels of formation it is. ”

Mei Shuang nodded, it doesn't matter how many levels of formation it is, the material of Xuanbing itself has long determined its upper limit, and in the refining weapon, it has always been a high-level formation that is not as good as a suitable formation.

Looking at the tacit understanding between Ling Xian and Mei Shuang, Shang Lu sensed that something was wrong even if he was sluggish, and at this time he became calm.

"Elder Mei, our family cherishes the friendship with the Shui family, and I hope you can take this into account when making your decision. ”

"I don't want anything to go wrong in our relationship because of a little person who is going to die!"