The remnant sun is like blood, the sunset is in the sky, the clouds and mist are shrouded, under the sky, the peak of the mountain, the beasts and birds fly, and the apes are chirping.

Tang Feng was hijacked by the dwarf black cripple, the breeze was blowing in his ears, and the cold and cold meaning hit his face, because his shoulder blades were pinched by the dwarf black cripple, his body was sore, and he struggled but couldn't move.

"Hehe, boy, it's better to be honest in the hands of the old man, otherwise, if you anger the old man, I only need to urge a success, and you can die of a broken heart. The dwarf black lame's wrinkled face was like the vicissitudes of pine bark, but it was bright and bright, and in the deep pupils, the dark eyes were shining with an unpredictable aura, staring at Tang Feng, and his thin hand added a little strength, making Tang Feng's bones soft again.

Tang Feng's eyes showed a stubbornness, he clenched his teeth, word by word, almost squeezed out the words from between his teeth, and snorted: "Manly man, stand up to the sky and the earth, what is the fear of life and death?

The short black cripple's eyebrows sank suddenly, the wrinkled skin on his face twitched, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, slowly urging the true qi in his body. But after thinking about it: "If you kill this kid in a momentary anger and get a chivalrous sword that you can't control, won't your previous efforts be wasted?" Hmph, wait for the old man to figure out the skills of controlling the chivalrous sword, and then kill you It's not too late!" However, the old man doesn't kill you, there is a way to be more happy than death, and that is to live better than death......!

The dwarf black cripple laughed triumphantly, and the laughter echoed in the air, and it was the horror of the beasts. Tang Feng gritted his teeth, feeling that he was falling into the bottomless abyss step by step, surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, like the beginning of chaos, the beginning of Hongmeng, the heaven and earth are as vast as yellow. He was speechless, as if waiting for the verdict of fate, which was in the hands of the short, black cripple in front of him.

Seeing Tang Feng's sad face, the short black cripple was silent, thinking that he had shocked Tang Feng. After a pause, he said slowly: "Of course, as long as you are obedient, maybe I will let you go as soon as I am happy!"

Tang Feng's heart was slightly cold, remembering that he was just a child of the ordinary people in Zhuxi Village, but he never expected that his fate would be so bad, his father and mother were possessed by evil spirits, turned into walking corpses, and there was no trace. He escaped from the Phantom Demon Queen and the Blood Python after going through hardships, by mistake, holding a chivalrous sword, he thought that his fate had taken a sharp turn, this short black cripple killed him halfway, kidnapped himself, and his fate fell into the hands of the short black cripple, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in his heart.

The thought increased, and the sword in his hand suddenly rose with a cold and cold air, invading the body, and the air flow wandering in his dantian was chaotic, and his throat was sweet, "Wow" opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of red blood, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

The dwarf black cripple looked stunned, showing astonishment, shook Tang Feng, and shouted: "Boy, hey, boy, don't die, you haven't told me how to fuse the Yuan Shen and the Xia Sword!" Hey ......" But Tang Feng's closed eyes, his face was pale, and the short black lame man probed his hand at Tang Feng's nose, frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "The thought is touched, the anger attacks the heart, alas, this kid is so heavy with demons, if he falls into the devil......" He took a breath of cool air, waved his iron cane, and pointed at the back of the demon vulture.

The demon vulture seemed to understand the mind of the dwarf black cripple, and circled and flew for a while, and in vain it dived, falling from the sea of clouds, and flapping its wings to a cliff.

Qingyan cliff, smooth and convex, above the cliff, clouds and mist, towering into the clouds. But seeing that this cliff is a jade shoot-like peak, surrounded by smooth cliffs, like a vast sea, suddenly an isolated island rises from the ground.

Under the cliff, the abyss is like hell, deep and bottomless, if you stumble, fall into the deep valley, and break your bones, it is not an exaggeration. And in the middle and upper section of the mountain peak surrounded by cliffs, there is only a round mouth cave entrance, only two or three people can be accommodated, this cliff cliff, the cave suddenly grows, like a giant man with a big mouth.

The demon vulture flapped its wings, tightened its body, and its huge body actually entered the cave along with the dwarf black cripple and Tang Feng.

Tang Feng woke up and slowly opened his eyes, and a piercing pain almost made him faint again. He held the Xuantie sword tightly in his hand, and there was a faint cold breath in his palm, which continued to swim from the Taiyin and Lung Meridians in his hand, and the meridians and meridians all eased the pain of the heart-piercing a lot.

He couldn't help but clench the hilt of his sword for a few moments, as if he wanted to enter his body more for that cold aura. I can't wait for the eight veins of the strange meridians around my body to have that feeling of pleasure like thousands of insects and ants devouring the bone marrow and can't stop, which is a kind of extreme emptiness in the body and the breath appropriately makes up for the emptiness.

"Hmph, kid, no wonder you can control the sword, tell me quickly, why do you have the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism in your body?" The short black cripple had already appeared beside Tang Feng's stone bed at some point, and a dark voice of yin and yang made Tang Feng's heart tremble.

Only then did he realize that he was lying on a bed of cold blue ice, and the stone ice bed rose with a trace of cold, wafting wisps of white air, and the whole room was covered in ice-carved stone walls, reflecting his own pale face and the short, withered figure of the dwarf black cripple.

Tang Feng glared at the short black cripple, sat up on the ground, and said angrily: "You big wicked man, don't want to win this sword, I won't tell you if I die!"

The short black cripple frowned, and said faintly: "Boy, do you believe that the iron crutch in the old man's hand broke your head?"

"I'm not afraid, it's just ......" Tang Feng thought that if he was crushed to death by this short black cripple with an iron cane, it would be better for him to die, but his father's and mother's blood and hatred had not been avenged, and his sister Tang Yan had no one to take care of him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hesitate a little, and inevitably felt sad for a while, almost crying, but in the face of this heinous short black cripple, he held back the tears that swirled in his eyes.

The dwarf black cripple rolled his dark eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Just what? You don't want to die yet?"

Tang Feng groaned: "It's none of your business!"

"Haha......" The dwarf black cripple laughed loudly, but his laughter was more terrifying than the ghost crying wolf, and the laughter echoed in the stone room, which was even more eerie, and when his laughter stopped abruptly, he said indifferently: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, boy, you are actually a little pleasing to the old man, is this the will of God?"

"Bah, big villain, don't talk nonsense, try to deceive me Xuantie Sword, I won't tell you!" Tang Feng said categorically.

The short black cripple suddenly looked gloomy, and said angrily: "Boy, don't think that the old man covets your broken sword, if you anger me, I will break your head with an iron cane!"

Tang Feng was silent, and peeked at the short black cripple, but he also looked nonchalant.

The figure of the short black cripple floated, and the iron cane in his hand shot out a cold light, impartial, hitting Tang Feng's Yongquan acupoint. Tang Feng didn't have time to dodge, he was suddenly stunned, his eyes glared at the short black cripple fiercely, and scolded: "Great villain, if you have the ability, you will kill me!"

"Kill you, you are not worthy, the old man has already said that you are better off living than dead, this is what the old man likes to see, haha......" The thin figure of the short black cripple Huo Ran flashed, and only the laughter and words of the short black cripple were left in the stone room, "This is the meridian ice jade bed, at the meridian time, the cold air eats the heart, and you will know that life is not as good as death." The terrain is good, the gentleman is virtuous, wonderful, wonderful, haha......"

Tang Feng has been reduced to "man is a sword, I am a fish and meat" can only be at his mercy, and at the moment, the ice stone room does not know how to escape. But the dwarf black cripple came and went freely, and there must be an exit, but at this time, his acupoint was restrained, and he couldn't move.

However, what made Tang Feng even more depressed was that the ice bed slowly spit out a biting cold, and before he could think about it, he was already a cold spirit, and the stinging pain that drilled his heart spontaneously appeared. However, the aura of the Xuantie Sword held in his hand weakened a little, and even followed the invasion of the cold qi, and the aura infused into his body by the Heroic Sword had no effect at all.

He sneezed, his body trembled a few times, the cold air invaded, he couldn't help but tremble his teeth, his blood and qi surged, the meridians around his body were like pipes about to be burst by the rushing current, the muscles on his face twitched, and the pain was like rain, and he rolled on the ice stone bed with the cold air.

He remembered the words of the dwarf black cripple in his mind, this ice stone bed was called "Meridian Jade Ice Bed", at the meridian hour, the cold phagosome, it was already the meridian time at this time, and I didn't know if it was the meridian hour or the noon hour.

Tang Feng has been stubborn since he was a child, and at this time, although it was a cold invasion and he couldn't bear the pain, his mind was still sober. The dwarf black cripple deliberately subjected him to the bitter cold, presumably using this to force him to say the martial arts of the Imperial Sword.

Mo said that Tang Feng didn't know the exercises of the sword, and when Master Xuchen and Drunken Dao taught them the exercises of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, although they mentioned the skills of sword control, they did not know how to control the sword at all. Yes, no matter how persecuted the dwarf black cripple is, he can't ask why. Even if Tang Feng was familiar with the sword technique, with his surname, he would definitely not say the first half of a word to the short black cripple.

"Hehe, boy, how does it taste?" The short black cripple had a ghostly voice again, although he didn't see him, hearing his voice suddenly made Tang Feng feel a pair of gloomy eyes staring at him, a contemptuous and smug look.

Tang Feng gritted his teeth and sneered: "Phew, it's cold, why be afraid?

The short black cripple didn't expect this milky young man to be so iron-clad, and he was speechless for a while, only to feel a figure as fast as a ghost floating, and he had already left.

Tang Feng rolled his body for a long time, and the cold gradually dissipated, but he felt that the blood in his body had coagulated, and he still couldn't move. The sword that Tianxing held tightly, at this moment, slowly exhaled a trace of cool breath, and its sword body gradually changed from inky black to purple and blue, blooming with dazzling and brilliant aura.

A purple-cyan air flow suddenly poured into Tang Feng's veins like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and he didn't have time to think about it, it was already the two aircurrents of the yin cold qi in his body and the purple and cyan slightly scorching qi incorporated by the chivalrous sword.

Like two dragons entangled and fighting in his body, he suddenly felt that his consciousness fell into a daze, and in front of his eyes, a Buddha light appeared, under the golden light, the kind eyebrows and kind eyes of the master of Xuchen, the fairy wind bones of the drunken Dao, and then, the father and mother were possessed by evil spirits and became a walking corpse, and finally, his sister Tang Yan was chased by fierce birds and beasts and fell into despair, and Chu Yu, a fresh and refined girl in a feather robe......

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