The huge ice sword was inserted on the ground behind him, and as the spiritual power gradually dissipated, the cold air permeated the sword body, and the shape began to become smaller little by little, and the huge Heavenly Cold Sword finally disappeared, leaving only the blue sword to fall to the ground.

Lan Mengling and Ding Xueqing stood in the immortal coffin, both of them were very pale and looked very weak, but Lan Mengling's eyes showed a hint of sneer, and he said to the huge towering tree: "Even if you turn into a tree, can you resist the cold?" Do you think you are an ancient divine tree?"

Ding Xueqing slowly walked out of the immortal coffin, looking at the huge towering tree in front of him, and in the huge hole, the cold air spread out from the inside out, freezing the trunk.

Click! Click!

"Impossible, impossible, who the hell are you, why do you have such a powerful spiritual resource!" The tone of the dark candle finally appeared in horror, and at the same time, he also felt that his body was eroded by the cold air, and was frozen little by little, on the surface of his trunk body, there was already a clicking sound of ice, those cold ice imprisoned his body, and the vitality he was absorbing was also frozen at this moment.

At the same time, a crowd of black pressure in the distance flew over, all of them were disciples of the Sword God Sect, Lan Mengling stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the lid of the immortal coffin flew up, covered the immortal coffin, and said to Xia Feng Chuanyin: "Bring the sword, let's leave quickly!"

"Sister, you go quickly!" Xia Feng hugged Ding Xueqing, although he was reluctant in his eyes, Xia Feng didn't want Ding Xueqing to be involved in the hatred of Yu Xinyue and Lan Mengling.

Ding Xueqing glanced at the dense crowd behind him, Xia Feng asked Di Ling, "Is Yu Xinyue here?" Although Xia Feng's spiritual sense is very strong, it is too far away, and there are so many people, he will definitely not be able to find Yu Xinyue, but Di Ling can.

"She's coming, she's blending in with the crowd. Emperor Ling replied.

When Xia Feng heard this, he naturally felt that something was wrong, and said to Ding Xueqing: "Sister, you go quickly, don't worry, I will go to the Seven Swords Sect to find you when I come back." After speaking, Xia Feng wrapped Ding Xueqing with spiritual power and pushed hard, Ding Xueqing flew out upside down, she didn't even say a word of goodbye to Xia Feng, and left with the help of Xia Feng's spiritual power imperial sword.

"Burning Spirit!" Xia Feng cast the Soul Burning Technique on the huge Yin Candle Body, the flames began to burn on his surface, and the cold ice began to melt little by little, but the incarnation of the Yin Candle Ancestor was too big, and Xia Feng's Soul Burning Technique obviously could not melt the cold ice on the surface of his body.

"Xiao Feng, hurry up, leave him alone, let's hurry back to Dongze, we can't let Yu Xinyue know that I'm still alive." Lan Mengling said with some anxiety.

"I still don't believe it!" Xia Feng picked up the Blue Ice Divine Sword, but as soon as his hand touched the hilt, Xia Feng's arm instantly lost consciousness, Xia Feng was shocked, and hurriedly transferred the fire spiritual power into his arm, alleviating the erosion of the cold on his arm, although it had some effect, but Xia Feng knew that he couldn't support it for long, but Xia Feng had no choice, and forcibly raised Lan Mengling's spirit sword and slashed at the huge tree body.

The blue ice sword slashed the tree, like a knife cutting tofu, and it was easily cut open, Xia Feng's face was happy, he stretched out his hand and probed into it, grabbed a simple ring, and looked at the ring in his hand, Xia Feng was even more happy.

But at this moment, a flying sword flew towards Xia Feng, and Di Ling said to Xia Feng: "Quick."

Go, the woman has made a move on you. When Xia Feng heard this, he jumped directly behind the immortal coffin, but the flying sword that suddenly rose up stabbed directly into the immortal coffin.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Xia Feng's whole body and the immortal coffin flew upside down, Xia Feng spit out a mouthful of blood directly on the immortal coffin, Yu Xinyue stood in the air with a veil, and said to Xia Feng: "Who are you? Why is my sword in your hand?"

Xia Feng's body was full of blood, and the spiritual clothes on his body had turned into strips of cloth, and even the concealment of the sky and the sea had disappeared, Xia Feng's body at the moment could be said to be covered with bruises, his muscles and bones had been fatally damaged, and he was still awake at the moment, just because his spiritual sense was strong enough, and he was holding on.

Yu Xinyue just used a sword in the air, and this immortal coffin to resist, he was injured like this, it can be seen that Yu Xinyue has not been idle all these years, and her strength is no longer the same as she was at the beginning.

Xia Feng stood up with difficulty, holding the immortal coffin with difficulty, bent over and standing on the edge of the cliff of the Soul Burial Abyss, raised it with difficulty with his other hand holding the Blue Ice Divine Sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Yu Xinyue with great effort, and said with a smile in his mouth: "We meet again!"

Xia Feng, who was covered in blood, raised his head, his obsidian-like bright and dazzling black pupils, shining with an awe-inspiring heroic aura, and there were sharp eyes hidden under the seemingly calm eye waves, although Xia Feng's face at this moment was a little bloodstained and dirty, but it couldn't cover his handsome face.

A trace of white hair hung down from Xia Feng's forehead, and there was some blood stained on that handful of white hair, which looked a little demonic, and with a hint of evil hey at the corner of his mouth, although Xia Feng was very embarrassed at the moment, he was even more evil.

"It's you! You're not dead! It looks like you've been taken away, but I'm not interested in who you are, as long as you give me back your sword, I'll let you go." Yu Xinyue's spiritual sense looked around, but she didn't find the breath and traces of Lan Mengling, so she knew one thing in her heart.

It's not that Lan Mengling is not dead, but someone is using her Blue Ice Divine Sword, and that person is the Xia Feng he knew before, of course, it shouldn't be the Xia Feng he knows, looking at his bewitching smile, he should really be taken away.

Behind Yu Xinyue, the mighty crowd of Edgeworth stayed in the sky, and everyone looked at Xia Feng and Yu Xinyue, as if they were guessing what they were doing?

Yu Xinyue took off her veil, turned to look at the dense crowd behind her, and said softly: "It's not me who fights here, but someone who has stolen my sword and is fighting here." "Yu Xinyue's appearance at the moment is no different from Lan Mengling, even the emperor spirit can't see the slightest clue, but Xia Feng knows that she is not Lan Mengling.

When the disciples of the Sword God Sect heard this, their eyes showed a look of surprise, Senior Sister's sword was originally stolen, but who had such courage and strength to steal Senior Sister's sword? That was the Blue Ice Divine Sword, the Blue Ice Divine Sword from the hands of Ouyang Hua, the first refiner of Zhongtian.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Xia Feng's hand, isn't that the Blue Ice Divine Sword of Senior Sister?

"Boy, who are you, you actually dare to steal the treasure of the Sword God Sect!" someone asked with a stern reprimand, Xia Feng didn't

There was a deal with the man, but he looked at Yu Xinyue and said with a sneer: "This is up to you to justify yourself." Xia Feng wanted to see how Yu Xinyue was going to explain this.

Yu Xinyue's eyebrows were cold, looking at Xia Feng's eyes full of killing intent, she pointed at Xia Feng and said: "This person is the boiling Red Devil who was rumored many years ago, and my sword was also stolen by him in the last incident of the Soul Burial Abyss, I have been secretly looking for the Blue Ice Divine Sword all these years, but I didn't expect to see it again in this old place today!"

Yu Xinyue put her hands behind her back, and said to Xia Feng with a high-minded look: "Red Devil, I advise you to return the sword to me quickly, otherwise I will not blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"Ahem... cough..."Xia Feng coughed twice, blood coughed out of his mouth, Xia Feng reached out again to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Yu Xinyue: "You want this sword, dream." Xia Feng stepped on his feet, and the whole person fell towards the Dujiang River below the Burial Soul Abyss together with the immortal coffin.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Yu Xinyue snorted coldly in her heart, her figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment Xia Feng appeared, and then at this moment, her hand stretched out from the immortal coffin, and Yu Xinyue's palm came, and before the palms of the two of them touched, Yu Xinyue felt a terrifying spiritual power coming towards her, Yu Xinyue's face changed drastically, and she was shocked in her heart: "Spirit Infant Realm!"

Yu Xinyue felt the spiritual pressure of the Spirit Infant Realm, and the next moment she directly withdrew her direct palm, and directly opened the distance, she watched in horror as Xia Feng and the mysterious black coffin fell into the Dujiang.

And the hand that was deep just now suddenly pinched a handprint, and Lan Mengling shouted lightly: "Cold Qi Solution!" Suddenly, a spiritual power went towards the huge towering tree, and the spiritual power entered the towering tree, and cracks appeared on the cold ice on the surface, and then the clicking sound continued to come from the tree.

Yu Xinyue was only a half-step spirit baby, naturally she was afraid of the spirit baby powerhouse, she was thinking, who was in the black coffin? She didn't think about it, that hand was Lan Mengling's hand, and just when she was thinking about it, the immortal coffin and Xia Feng both fell into the Dujiang.

The picture that she thought would splash did not appear, but sank calmly, and the black coffin and Xia Feng both disappeared in her spiritual sense at that moment, and she was even more surprised in her heart: "What the hell is going on?

The spiritual sense probed into the middle of the river and, not to mention that it was a person, there was not a wisp of breath, not even the smell of blood, the person and the black coffin disappeared out of thin air, Yu Xinyue felt very wrong in her heart.

But just when she felt that something was wrong, a rumbling sound came in her ears, and on the surface of the body of the Sen Huang that the Yin Candle Ancestor had turned into, the cold ice full of cracks began to fall down in large chunks, and there were bursts of rumbling sounds when they fell to the ground.

Yu Xinyue looked up, and there was even more surprise in her eyes, the coercion of the Spirit Infant Realm came again, how could she not be surprised?

"Stinky woman, I'm going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" The Yin Candle Ancestor's angry voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the disciples of the Sword God Sect who were shocked spat blood from their mouths, Yu Xinyue's face was also pale, and a mouthful of blood vomited out, and she clearly felt that the other party's spiritual consciousness locked on her.

"What's going on with this tree spirit?" Yu Xinyue really didn't know what was going on, she didn't understand why the other party's spiritual sense locked on her?