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Xu Qingzhi was too familiar with this feeling. This sort of bone-chilling cold that felt like falling into an icy cave was something he would experience every year. It was just that this time, it was especially intense and sudden.

"Hei Zi …"

Xu Qingzhi gritted his teeth and barely managed to utter two syllables. He struggled to raise his hand. This ordinary movement was currently as painful as being subjected to a great punishment, as if thousands upon thousands of knives were slashing through his body.

"Hei Zi …"

Finally, Xu Qingzhi's arm rested on the sleeping Xu Shiji beside him. That bone-piercing chill caused Xu Shiji to shiver.

"Xu Qinzhi, Xu Qinzhi, how are you?"

Xu Zhen looked at Xu Qingzhi, whose face was already twisted by the pain, and shouted out anxiously. The little girl was about to throw a tantrum when she saw Xu Qingzhi's pale face. The intense pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

Ah!

The little girl let out a shrill cry that startled all of the youths present.

"What's going on with Xu Qingzhi?"

Chen Zixi asked in surprise.

"Light the fire!" "Light the fire!"

Xu Zhen anxiously yelled as he took off his tree branch and embraced Xu Qingzhi. That cold chill seeped into Xu Shiji's bone marrow.

"Damn it, why is it so cold this time?!"

Xu Zhen gritted his teeth and persevered. The chill was bone-piercing, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Get up! Put him down! "

At some point, Old Wang had jumped down from the tree and looked at the two youths shivering with cold. His gaze had always been fixed on Xu Qingzhi's lower abdomen, or perhaps his dantian!

"Quickly show him to this old man."

Upon hearing the voice and seeing the grave expression on Old Wang's face, Xu Zhen thought to himself that since Old Wang was so powerful, perhaps he really did have a way out. He slowly let go of Xu Qingzhi in his arms.

At this moment, Xu Qingzhi had already fainted because of the intense pain and that bone-piercing cold Qi entering his body. He only saw that Old Wang had righted Xu Qing, allowing him to sit cross-legged on the ground in a comfortable position.

"This old man has only felt this cold air in his entire life from the Netherworld Sword in the hands of Wudang Sect's Wang Yangming. "Just what method is it that can cause the thousand year cold air to enter your body?"

Old Wang carefully guided a strand of true energy to enter Xu Qing's body, but before his true energy could flow through his body, it was completely destroyed by that cold energy.

"Good move!"

With this, Old Wang's bloodlust was boosted, and a vigorous scarlet sun true energy flowed down Xu Qinghui's back.

"Brat, you've held on! I want to find out what exactly it is, and I have to go all out. You better be prepared, two equally thick waves of true energy are going to enter your body and kill you at any moment. "

Xu Qingzhi was already unconscious, but for some reason, he could hear Old Wang's voice reaching deep into his consciousness.

"It's starting!"

The hands of Old Wang behind Xu Qing turned slightly red. Xu Shi and his group couldn't really feel it, but Mo Yunchang could feel a cold sensation — two completely different auras collided against her dantian. No, she couldn't take it anymore, so she subconsciously took a step back.

"Pfft!"

Old Wang spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed Xu Qingzhi's entire back red.

"Well done, Wang Yangming. For this brat, you don't even want the Netherworld Sword's sword seed? I really don't know what is worthy of you spending so much effort on him."

Yes, when Old Wang's Crimson Sun true qi finally arrived at Xu Qing's closed dantian, what he saw was that extremely familiar Serene Spring Sword. To be more precise, it was the Serene Spring Sword seed.

"Little girl Mo, do you remember what your father told you before we left?" About the sword on your back. "

Mo Yunchang was stunned, she looked at the old man who was slowly standing up. Yes, father once said, if the day comes when even that old devil Wang Jing cannot solve this problem, then he will drop a drop of blood on the sword hilt of the Great Ravine and hand the Great Ravine over to Wang Jing.

"Could it be …"

Old Wang looked at the youth who had temporarily suppressed the Geyser's Chilling Qi to stop bearing the pain. He helplessly looked up at the sky. Indeed, one could not be a good person in this world!

"Don't say that, let's do it. If it's a noob, I think I won't need Great Ravine to deal with him, but this time it won't work. His name, is actually Wang Yangming …"

Wang Yangming, the head of the ten great grandmasters of the Central Plains, was the current headmaster.

Wang Jing solemnly stared at the dark sky in the distance. His long, graying hair looked somewhat sinister under the dim light.

"..."

At the same time, at Duke Huai Palace.

Royal Consort Huai wrapped her arms around Chu Huainan's chest and fell into a light sleep. It had been a long time since Chu Yinan had enjoyed such a peaceful moment. When he was young, he had been busy fighting on the battlefield, but he did not expect that he would be able to enjoy it when he was old. Wait, this aura!

With a "teng" sound, Chu Huainan jumped down from the bed and looked at the northwest sky.

"Wang Yangming! I will destroy you, Wu Dang! "

It had been a long time since Chu Yinan had been this furious. How many years had it been? Just then, he had felt the sword image that Wang Yangming had left in his son's body to protect him all those years ago. However, at the same time that Qi flowed out, the bone chilling cold of the sword also appeared.

Back then, she had clearly asked Wang Yangming to get rid of the Ghostly Spring's Chilling Qi, and only kept the sword intent, which was used to protect her life in this life and death situation.

"Wang Yangming!"

She was frightened stiff by the sight of Chu Huainan. The calm and composed general in front of him had his hair standing on end, his eyes red. Without waiting for the wangfei to react, Chu Huai Nan had already flown out.

"Bam!"

Accompanied by the sound of the roof of Duke Huai's Mansion falling apart, a golden light flashed along with Chu Huainan towards the northwest.

The name of the spear, Overlord!

How many years had it been since they had last seen the light of day in the House of Eternity? The sound of the gunshots could not help but tremble as they flew through the air.

After so many years, I have finally found you. It's all father's fault, the wrong person to trust the emperor, the wrong person to trust Wang Mingyang! This time, I will definitely not let you feel even the slightest bit wronged. Good child, you must wait for daddy. Daddy will arrive right away.

"..."

Wuguo Guang Guang Tidal Pavilion, with the lack of moon tower in Chu, known as Jianghu double wall. The Mo Clan's Lakeview Pavilion was extraordinary in the world with its swords. Not only was it a sword technique that was extremely proficient in killing, it was also a sword technique that reached the pinnacle of perfection, the Casting Sword Technique and the Sealing Sword Technique. Rumor has it that the famous sword sealed by the Lakeview Pavilion could only be solved by the Mo Clan's descendents.

At this moment, Mo Yunchang needed to call out a drop of her heart's blood and place it on the Giant Que's body. However, she had never done such a thing, nor did she know how to summon out that drop of blood.

Wang Jing stared fixedly at the man in front of him, whose clothes were fluttering like deities. Wang Yangming! A mountain in the hearts of many martial artists.

"I never would have thought that a respected sect under the martial dao, an existence unrivalled in the mortal world, would actually use such a sinister method on a child!"

The white-clothed man continued to wear a faint smile, completely ignoring Wang Jing's fierce gaze and the panicked expressions of the other youths.

"People naturally have their own reasons for doing things in the world. There is no need to tell you about my dao."

"Alright, since that's the case, then there's no need to waste words. I don't know why you went to so much trouble to kill this young man, but since I've saved him, there's no need to watch him die. Now that you have lost your Netherworld Sword Seed, the outcome of this battle is still uncertain! "

Wang Jing could not wait any longer. He snatched the yellow mud-like giant sword from Mo Yunchang's hands and flew up into the sky. Wang Yangming's eyes narrowed as he pulled out the spring water behind his back. The long and narrow sword blade seemed somewhat delicate and pretty. Then, he thrust straight at Xu Qingzhi!