"Ice Thunder Mountain, I really haven't been here for a long time. ”

The man in black craned his neck and muttered to himself, letting the snowflakes fall on his face.

Twenty-two years ago, he followed Master to Ice Thunder Mountain, but Master was eaten by a monster, and he relied on Master's sword to hide in the cave and survive.

For the next ten years, he taught himself swordsmanship, and eventually became successful.

After coming out of the cave, he killed all the demon beasts in the Ice Thunder Mountain before he relieved his hatred and left.

Twelve years have passed, and he has already gained a lot of prestige in the Southern Han Dynasty.

Frost Swordsman Cheng Ye Fei!

The blade of the sword is unsheathed, and the frost is everywhere!

"This time I want the ice thunder. ”

Cheng Yefei dropped this sentence and stepped up the mountain.

An hour later.

More than 300 monks gathered on the halfway of the Ice Thunder Mountain, Lu Li and the other wind hanging sect disciples stood together, Cheng Yefei was alone in a corner, and the disciples of the other sects were the same, there was no communication with each other, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

They looked up, as if looking at something.

A female disciple of the Wind Hanging Sect asked Lu Li in a low voice, "Senior Brother Lu Li, will the Ice Thunder Son really appear, in case the time is wrong, won't we keep waiting?"

It was her first time going out on a mission and she was nervous.

Not only him, but the other disciples were also going out for the first time, and Lu Li's task was to protect them.

Lu Li smiled slightly and said: "Patience is your greatest reliance on independence in the future, whether it is to do tasks or fight, you must be patient." ”

"But these people don't seem to be easy to mess with, and some of them are obviously not young disciples of various sects. ”

A male disciple of the Wind Hanging Sect said cautiously, his voice was very low, for fear of being heard by others.

When Lu Li heard this, he immediately burst out laughing, attracting the sideways glances of all the monks around, including Cheng Yefei.

I only heard Lu Liyun smile lightly: "With me, no one can compete with us." ”

It's crazy!

The monks' faces instantly turned cold.

The disciples of the Fenghang Gate were impressed by Lu Li's arrogance, worthy of being a senior brother, domineering!

"Hmph. ”

Cheng Yefei snorted coldly, his eyes showing disdain.

At this moment, a small figure slowly climbed halfway up the mountain.

It was Zhou Xuanji.

Ah Da was stocked outside the ice and snow area by him, and the reason why he came here was because he felt an incomparably attractive breath.

According to the sword spirit, it should be an energy substance that can enhance his golden body technique.

This is the power of the Golden Body Technique, which can sense some special heaven and earth energy.

Zhou Xuanji hid behind an ice stone, looked over, and was a little surprised.

"Why are so many monks?

He noticed that half of these monks were in the Qi Cultivation Realm, but at the very least, they also had cultivation at the seventh level of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Now that he has four divine swords, two sword intents, and a powerful body, he has the confidence to fight.

Shout!

A flying knife stabbed the ice stone in front of Zhou Xuanji, shaking the entire ice stone slightly.

"Who? Hide your head and tail, get out!"

A young man in a blue shirt shouted in a deep voice, causing everyone to turn their heads to look at him.

Zhou Xuanji snorted coldly, then slowly got up, raised his hands, and walked around the ice stone.

He looked frightened and said in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me, I'm only six years old...... I don't want to die......"

The six-year-old looked harmless to humans and animals, coupled with the ice and snow, his little face was red from the cold, and some female disciples were shocked to see it.

"What a lovely boy!"

"This kid is so delicate, why is he here?"

"Maybe I got lost with my parents, wow, I really want to pinch his face. ”

"Or be careful, maybe it's a youkai?"

The young monks were talking, and the leaders of the various factions were staring at Zhou Xuanji vigilantly.

This is Luoxian Ridge.

It is so far away from the Terran villages and towns that ordinary six-year-olds can't reach this place at all.

However, they didn't feel the demonic aura on Zhou Xuanji's body, and they didn't think it was a monster.

The blue-shirted young man who wielded the knife from before continued to ask, "Little doll, where are your parents?"

Zhou Xuanji swallowed his saliva, tears burst down in an instant, he raised his right hand tremblingly, pointed to a group of corpse bone birds entrenched on the top of the Ice Thunder Mountain, and cried: "They ate ...... it."

Seeing Zhou Xuanji in tears, many monks dispelled their worries.

Their cultivation is also the highest in the territory of Zhuji, they have not practiced divine thoughts, they can't see through Zhou Xuanji's cultivation, plus the ice and snow, they are far away, they can't feel Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power.

"Little doll, come here, I'll take you back to the wind hanging door. ”

Lu Li beckoned, and said with a gentle smile, that smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and in the hearts of the female disciples of the Wind Hanging Sect, his image was even taller.

Zhou Xuanji was about to speak, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound on the top of the mountain, which was extremely loud compared to the previous thunder, like an explosion, deafening.

Everyone looked up and saw a strong blue light on the top of the Ice Thunder Mountain, and countless thunderbolts lingered around it.

There is a distance of more than 300 zhang from the halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain, which is equivalent to more than 1,000 meters.

Cheng Ye Fei took the lead in moving, like a sensitive rabbit, stepping on the snow and going up the mountain.

"Ice Thunder has appeared!

One of the monks shouted, and the others hurried up.

Lu Li and a group of male disciples of the Fenghang Sect also rushed up the mountain, leaving several female disciples waiting in place.

Zhou Xuanji trotted over.

Ice thunderbolt?

Sounds amazing.

At this time, a petite and lovely female disciple stopped him, bent down and squatted in front of him, hugged him into his arms, and comforted: "Little brother, don't be afraid, sister protects you, is it cold?"

Zhou Xuanji's face was flooded with softness, and he almost suffocated, but he hurriedly broke free.

Other female disciples also came over and surrounded Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji immediately jumped up, and the Cold Wave Sword appeared at his feet out of thin air, and his sword rushed up.

The female disciples craned their necks, stunned, and all of them were speechless.

"Hmph, you want to take advantage of me?"

Zhou Xuanji rubbed his face, and he could still feel a trace of warmth.

Then, he began to pick up speed and swept towards the top of the mountain.

The Cold Wave Sword flew over the head of one of the famous monks with him, and when the monks looked up, they almost died of fright.

"That kid can fly!"

"How is that possible!"

"Sizzle—Demon Boy!"

"Where did he get the sword?"

"Can you still fly with your sword on such a cold day, and can you stabilize your body?"

The monks exclaimed again and again, the flying snow on the Ice Thunder Mountain was too big, and it was easy to fall down with flying magic weapons, after all, their cultivation was not high.

At the forefront is Cheng Yefei, followed by Lu Li.

Both of them heard exclamations from behind, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look.

I just saw a six-year-old child bending over a silver sword, breaking through the air, and the speed was extremely fast.

Now Zhou Xuanji is completely familiar with the four divine swords.

The attribute of the Cold Wave Sword is cold air, the greater the wind and snow, the stronger the Cold Wave Sword!

"Demons?"

Cheng Yefei's eyelids jumped, and two words popped up in his mind.