Great Song catcher

Chapter 209 East Island Swordsman
"Old Yao, what should my master do now?"

Lin Huang asked eagerly.

"Find a quiet place and place around..." Yao Lao felt the pulse of the Fourth Elder and said, "Put six braziers on!"

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Lin Huang picked up the fourth elder's body and ran outside.

Yao Lao seemed to remember something again, and shouted loudly from behind: "Remember, put six braziers, you can put less, but absolutely not more!"

"why?"

Lin Huang stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Yao Lao with a little surprise.

"Scattering Qi Bingxin is the most cold and strange poison in the world. To get rid of this poison, the antidote must be the most hot medicine, so that the cold poison can be directly incinerated."

"But we don't have an antidote now, and the cold poison in his body has stabilized. The remaining internal strength of the bastard just now can keep the cold poison at this level in a short period of time."

"However, after the internal force dissipates and the cold poison is no longer suppressed, it will naturally become active again."

Hearing the reason Yao Lao said, he read Cang Qiong and said: "Since this is the case, this Temple of Refining Heaven is located above the molten flames in the center of the earth, and it is the hottest place. Isn't it better to suppress the cold poison?"

Yao Lao shook his head and said: "The things in the world should not be too extreme, otherwise things will be turned against each other. Although this place is above the melting flame of the earth's core, it is not enough to eliminate the cold poison, but it will make the cold poison feel dangerous and swim more violently to the heart. go away."

"Just like a poisonous snake hibernates, only in the right environment will the poisonous snake fall into a deep sleep, otherwise it will always be vigilant."

"So that's the case, the disciple understands."

Lin Huang hugged the Fourth Elder and secretly left the Temple of Heaven. Nian Cangqiong also helped him with other chores.

Only Nie Feng, Yao Lao, the five elders, and the corpse of the sixth elder remained in the sword room.

"Seven Ultimate Shadowless Sword!"

As a master of Xinglin, Yao Lao was very clear about the injuries caused by various martial arts. He only recognized the wound on the back of the sixth elder and recognized the sword technique used by the murderer.

"Ugh!"

Yao Lao sighed softly, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said: "The Sixth Elder was hit by the sword behind him, and he didn't take any precautions. It should not be a stranger who did it."

"In troubled times, that old guy Lian Jiuxiao hasn't come out yet. I think the Sword Forging City is going to be in chaos..."

Yao Lao shook his head.

Turned around and left the sword room.

"Fifth Elder, what do you plan to do with the corpse of Sixth Elder?" Nie Feng asked.

"Although we can't let outsiders find out, the sixth brother's body can't just be placed here. I'll send it to the cold pool at night, where the sixth brother's body can be preserved." The fifth elder's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were faintly red.

"It's too inconvenient to do so, let me do it."

Nie Feng sighed lightly.

After using the Black Ice Stinging Dragon Kungfu, the sword room was immediately chilled, and the Sixth Elder's body was sealed in an ice coffin without even having to drink a cup of tea.

"The flaming gas in the center of the earth is isolated here. The ice coffin should be fine in a short period of time. I will seal it after a while until the famous sword conference is over."

Nie Feng deliberately sealed the entire stone bed in ice. The huge ice coffin, which was more than five feet thick, was placed in the sword room isolated from heat, which was enough to ensure that the sixth elder's body would not rot within a month.

Time is getting later and later.

The turmoil of the night finally subsided temporarily.

But everyone knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and what was hidden behind this calm would be an unprecedented storm.

Nie Feng left the Temple of Refining Heaven and walked towards Ziwei Pavilion alone.

After such a big event happened, the security on the street became stricter, and the disciples of Jiancheng who were watching the night could be seen at any time until they entered the street where Ziwei Pavilion was located.

Although this place is not as heavily guarded as the Temple of Heaven and the City Lord's Mansion, the people who can enter the Ziwei Pavilion are distinguished guests, and they are also top martial arts masters. Therefore, in order to avoid misunderstandings, there are very few disciples in this street. come.

But tonight was a bit too quiet. Nie Feng remembered that when Jian Jingtao brought him here, he inadvertently asked that he was the only one living in the huge Ziwei Pavilion.

Flying snow fell on Nie Feng's left shoulder. At this moment, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in Nie Feng's heart.

"who?"

Nie Feng gave a soft drink.

The figure flew in the air, and at the same time, the mysterious ice energy was condensed in the palm, and a cold ice sword appeared immediately, calling out "Tianhe Reversal", and swaying back a piece of cold light!
But this sword failed!
Jian Guang cut several sword marks on the ground, but there was no trace of anyone, and there were only his footprints on the ground.

"illusion?"

Nie Feng held the ice sword in his hand, his eyes were slightly fixed.

But at this moment, an obscure sword light like a poisonous snake suddenly pierced out of the darkness!
The erratic movement of the sword is hard to fathom, and without the slightest sound, it stabbed at the back of Nie Feng silently...

"Got you!"

Seeing that the sword light was about to pierce Nie Feng's body, Nie Feng suddenly turned sharply at the nick of time, and the scorching internal force exploded violently. The Gang Qi swayed away from the sword like a whirlwind, and at the same time flipped his wrist, the Xuanbing Sword Sweep out backwards!

Sacrifice swordsmanship!

The sword technique created by Gu Feixian, the chief arrester of the six gates.

Any yamen's catcher in the world can practice it. Although the moves look simple, each one has a different essence.

That day in Jiangzuo, Nie Feng relied on this move to "sacrifice his life to seek the way", so that he escaped Can Jian's sure-kill move, and almost killed him back.

But the strange thing is, Nie Feng's sword swept away again!
The sharp sound of the sword's edge tearing through the air.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Nie Feng.

"East Island Swordsman!"

Nie Feng looked at him calmly, but the Xuanbing sword in his hand suddenly collapsed.

The moment the ice sword dissipated, a figure suddenly appeared behind Nie Feng again. He almost completely merged with the night, and his lightness kung fu really achieved the realm of stepping on the snow without a trace and landing silently.

"Ninjutsu!"

A gleam flashed in Nie Feng's eyes, as if he didn't notice the person behind him.

"You ruined our good business tonight."

The night walker in front of Nie Feng said slowly.

"Blind!"

"Insanity!"

"ignorance!"

Nie Feng clasped his hands behind his back and said casually, "You don't think you can win that sword with your third-rate ninjutsu, do you?"

"you wanna die!"

Nightwalker couldn't help being furious.

"You are the ones who died!"

Nie Feng hasn't made a move yet.

A man's voice came from mid-air.

Immediately, Nie Feng saw two illusory figures flying out from the depths of Ziwei Pavilion and landed in front of Nie Feng.

Nie Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

From the clothes and martial arts of these two people, it can be seen that these two people are definitely not the disciples of Jiancheng.

(End of this chapter)