629: C629 Flying Sword

C629 Flying Sword

Xuan Qingzi's face turned cold: "You're threatening me again?"

"You can think of it that way, but whether or not I will do it now is up to you."

Xuan Qingzi's expression changed. To be honest, he was not a good person. Over 300 years of time, his mind had been grinded into a rock.

In this sort of situation, if possible, he really wanted to use brute force to directly snatch the golden clock away.

But he could not do that. He could not reveal his strength.

Why is Crimson Flame Immortal Sect only a second-rate power now? Was it really because the sect was weak? What a joke, there was Xuan Qingzi, a late Foundation Establishment expert.

Which one of the powers that the Ancient Martial World was displaying right now was an opponent, and didn't he help the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect to become stronger? Of course not. He just didn't make a move because he had a reason not to!

"Humph!" "I'll remember you, Duan Yan. Go to the secret room behind my residence, there is a flower pot there, bring it here."

Duan Yan nodded and jogged out. Although he was the Sect Leader, he was only in charge of controlling Crimson Flame Sect.

As for anyone in the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect, their position was above him.

Let's not talk about Xuan Qingzi, the supreme elder.

Not long later, Duan Yan came back with a pot of light blue flowers.

The flowers were strange. Apart from the branches, there were only seven light blue stamens. Not a single leaf was on it.

Xuan Qingzi took out a flower with a pained face and handed it to Zhao Feng. "Give this thing to her to consume. The lost soul power will naturally be replenished."

Zhao Feng's face lit up as he hurriedly took the light blue flower. A faint fragrance assaulted him and Zhao Feng felt that his damaged soul force had recovered a little.

He knew that this was the effect of the flower, so he didn't dare to immerse himself in it for too long. He quickly pried open Wei Ying's mouth.

Put the flowers in it.

In less than ten seconds, Wei Ying's complexion had already reddened at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. She opened her confused eyes.

"Where am I? Zhao Feng, I seem to have had a very long dream. "

Wei Ying had just woken up and still hadn't figured out what was going on. She looked at Zhao Feng with a smile and a blissful expression.

Zhao Feng also hugged Wei Ying lovingly, "It's fine, it's fine. With me here, everything will be fine."

Xuan Qingzi, who was on the side, also received some stimulation and said, "You're very talented, and might even have a chance to break into the Foundation Establishment stage. No matter how beautiful this woman is, it's only a matter of a few decades.

Zhao Feng, who was originally very happy, suddenly became serious after hearing Xuan Qingzi's words. "I have my own plans, so I don't need to worry about it. Are we going directly over there?"

Xuan Qingzi snorted coldly upon hearing Zhao Feng's words. "Of course, if that thing escapes, then it would be too late. Let's go!"

Zhao Feng looked at Duan Yan, "Sect Leader Duan, this is my wife, can you let her stay here for the time being? It's too dangerous outside, I can't be at ease. "

It was just a small matter, Duan Yan agreed to it.

Wei Ying was taken aback. "Are you really going back to that cave? "No, I don't agree. Do you want to die?"

Zhao Feng reached out to rub Wei Ying's head, but was slapped down by her, "Don't worry! This time, I will go with this senior to destroy that thing. That beast can't do anything. "

An expert at the late Foundation Establishment stage, who had been sealed for who knows how long, and whose strength was already close to the bottom, should be enough. Zhao Feng didn't think that it would be able to cause any trouble.

No matter what, as long as he brought the golden bell with him, even if he couldn't destroy it, he would still be able to safely return.

In this kind of situation, Wei Ying looked at Jin Zhong and nodded. Since Zhao Feng said Xuan Qingzi was his senior, then it must be so. No matter what, there shouldn't be any danger!

Xuan Qingzi couldn't stand it any longer and waved his hand.

After grabbing Zhao Feng, a sword edge appeared at his feet.

Stepping on the edge of his sword, he instantly soared into the sky.

Seeing this scene …

Lili was shocked, "Is this a god?"

In her eyes, this could only be done by immortals.

Duan Yan nodded and said, "To us, people like them are immortals."

He wasn't only talking about Xuan Qingzi, but also Zhao Feng. As long as they cultivated to the Immortal Realm, they would be different from them in essence.

Zhao Feng had never thought that such a day would come. Although Xuan Qingzi was the one riding the flying sword, it didn't matter. Sooner or later, he would be able to get a seat for himself.

Looking at the changing scenery beneath his feet,

Zhao Feng squinted his eyes. There were two entirely different feelings when he was on the plane.

"Hurry up and point the way, I don't have that much time."

Xuan Qingzi's voice was filled with a sense of superiority.

Whether it was because of the ability of Flying Sword, or the added edge of the sword, this was the accumulation of Crimson Flame Immortal Sect. A flying sword, one had to know, under the current state of Ancient Martial World, it would be extremely difficult to create a flying sword.

Xuan Qingzi asked himself, with his own power at the late Foundation Establishment stage,

To go from collecting, forging, and finally taking shape, it would take at least ten years and ten years.

Wu Tie nodded his head and put away his excitement. He raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "It's there, senior Xuan Qingzi."

Xuan Qingzi made a hand sign and directly controlled the flying sword to fly over.

When he landed on the ground, Zhao Feng tumbled due to the inertia.

Xuan Qingzi didn't think much of it. He had expected Zhao Feng to have such an awkward side to him, but what did it have to do with him?

Zhao Feng was not his disciple, nor was he a family friend.

In this situation, he felt that being able to bring Zhao Feng on his flying sword was already a blessing he gained.

Zhao Feng also didn't say anything. He got up from the ground, pointed at the hole and said, "Here it is."

Xuan Qingzi didn't answer or even nod. The flying sword quickly shrank to the size of a thumb and flew into his dantian.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng frowned. The final appearance of the small sword in Xuan Qingzi's hand reminded him of the Zhao Family's heirloom. It seemed to be something that was similar to this.

Taking a step forward, he entered the cavern. With a flash of light, the golden bell appeared.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng sighed in his heart. Sure enough, strength is the truth.

For an existence like Xuan Qingzi, after he achieved his goal, he was too lazy to even say a word to him.

Zhao Feng followed behind Xuan Qingzi and walked deeper into the cave.

The sound of footsteps continuously echoed in the cave. Suddenly, a strange cry could be heard.1

Xuan Qingzi snorted, "Evil creature, you still dare to make these things in front of me. You really don't want to live."

With a stomp, an invisible wave of Vital Spirit spread out in all directions, and in a moment, the wailing sound disappeared.

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