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The bones are covered with coldness, the sword light is everywhere, and the hair is broken and the air is flying around!

Before the sword light fell, Ye Zhen's hair flew all over the ground like a cut straw. Ye Zhen's eyes suddenly stared to the extreme, and his teeth were bitten together.

Ye Zhen's image was frozen, and the ice sword light slashed violently. Ye Zhen's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and the blood and blood in his body instantly solidified. His heart thrust like a broken bellows. He wanted to escape and flash, but his whole body seemed to be filled with pulp and could not move at all.

When the ice sword light fell one inch above Ye Zhen's forehead, it suddenly stopped. The skin on his forehead was cut through deep blood lines by the sword light, and Ye Zhen's face was instantly filled with blood.

As soon as the blood on his forehead flowed out, he was frozen into blood ice by the cold air on the ice sword light. Not only that, the moment the ice sword light came to his head, Ye Zhen's upper body was frozen with a layer of frost.

Ye Zhen stared at the ice sword light hanging on his forehead with his eyes tightly, for fear that it would fall down another layer and that his life would be over.

At this time, the principles between life and death are all nonsense, and Ye Zhen only hoped that the ice sword light would not fall.

Time seems to freeze, and every breath seems to have reached an endless end.

Maybe it was a breath, or maybe it was like a lifetime, the ice sword light hanging inch on Ye Zhen's forehead suddenly turned into a little cold star and dissipated.

"You are the seventh outer disciple who came to ask me for advice in the past six months, but you are the only outer disciple who can survive my sword light. Well, you are qualified to ask me Liao Feibai a question!" Liao Feibai, wearing a water blue bead diamond dress, long black hair, and holding a long sword in his hand, walked out from the back of the hall.

Ye Zhen was even surprised that Liao Feibai was not strong enough to be a beautiful woman.

After being hit by such a sword with a life-long sword, he was qualified to ask for a question. Moreover, according to Liao Feibai's meaning, he was the first outer disciple to be qualified to ask for a question.

Ye Zhen wanted to run, but the power contained in the ice sword light made him unable to move his footsteps. How could he run?

Why is he a kind person and good at teaching skills? Ye Zhen wants to bring Manager Zhao to try the taste of almost being killed by a sword?

As soon as the ice sword light was closed, Ye Zhen's qi and blood that were about to solidify rose wildly around him, immediately regaining his ability to move.

"Hmm? Are you wasting my time?" Liao Feibai raised his slender sword eyebrows and stared at Ye Zhen. The endless power immediately enveloped Ye Zhen. The feeling of blood and blood in his body was about to solidify again.

"Disciple Ye Zhen, I just entered from a serious disciple yesterday as an outer disciple. I came to ask Teacher Liao what kind of martial arts should be practiced!"

The feeling of blood and blood in the body being about to solidify made Ye Zhen roar out the draft of the originally crafted belly in horror. The scene when the sword light came just now made Ye Zhen feel a little hesitant, but Liao Feibai's cold snorkeling reminded Ye Zhen.

Liao Feibai in front of me is a guy who doesn't play according to common sense. If he stammers a little, God knows how to deal with this terrifying Liao Feibai.

"A new outer disciple from a servile disciple?" Liao Feibai was obviously stunned. His slender sword willow eyebrows bent, and the evil aura on his pretty face slightly relaxed. He said in surprise, "Are you from Baisong Peak?"

"How do you know?" When Liao Feibai mentioned the origin, Ye Zhen suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Liao Feibai did not answer Ye Zhen, but only felt a scent of orchids in his nose, Liao Feibai suddenly appeared beside Ye Zhen, pointing his fingers, and as the spiritual light gushed, four blood shadows suddenly rose from Ye Zhen's forehead.

However, although it is the four bloodline phantoms, the fourth bloodline phantom is still a little short of it to be complete.

"The talent of the top three veins? It is already top among the servile disciples. What is this old Zhao's vision?" Liao Feibai's long sword and willow eyebrows frowned suddenly.

Ye Zhen was shocked when he heard this.

The bloodline talent of the top three meridians!

Ye Zhen clearly remembered that when testing his bloodline talent, he had the bloodline talent of the third meridian, and even the third meridian was a bit barely enough, but now he is the third meridian, and he is only one line away from the fourth meridian talent.

"How can bloodline talent increase? Is it the effect of the stone marrow spiritual liquid or the effect of the Mirage Dragon Pearl?" Ye Zhen naturally thought of these two unknown secrets on himself.

He was circling around Ye Zhen to look at Ye Zhen Liao Fei, Bai Jian Liu frowned suddenly, "No, Lao Zhao is not that stupid." As his body swayed, he suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's right arm, and a large amount of inspiration gushed down from Liao Feibai's fingertips again.

"Ao!"

A shocking scream suddenly burst out from Ye Zhen's throat. Ye Zhen only felt that his right arm was as if it was being sold inched by a red soldering iron from the inside to the outside, and it was so painful that it was about to cut off the arm.

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A very light and thin gray-white liquid splashed out from Ye Zhen's arm, and Liao Feibai's angel-like devilish face was suddenly shocked.

"The innate pure body is only a little short of it, it turns out to be the innate pure body?"

Ye Zhen was so sad that his head was a little thrust, and the gray-white liquid that had just ejected was very clear. Recently, he would shoot more or less gray-white liquid around him after taking the stone marrow spiritual liquid to practice the Blood Qi technique almost every night.

What's the innate body? At first, Ye Zhen's body sprayed out black and smelly mud.

After pondering for a while, Liao Feibai, who had long black hair tied up high, seemed to have made some decision. He suddenly let go of Ye Zhen and asked Ye Zhen: "What's your name?"

If it weren't for the power of the ice sword light just now, Ye Zhen would really want to roll his eyes on Liao Feibai. Who is he? Hasn't he ever named him?

"Disciple Ye Zhen!" Ye Zhen still answered honestly.

"Sixteen years old, that's pretty good."

Liao Feibai seemed to say something to himself, but Ye Zhen felt even more surprised. He just knew his exact age without asking. Is this woman Liao Feibai too weird?

"Have you entered the Sutra Tower?" Liao Feibai asked suddenly.

"No!" Ye Zhen was surprised and could not express his feelings.

"That's it!" said to himself, and Liao Feibai suddenly asked Ye Zhen: "Ye Zhen, since you have not entered the Sutra Tower to choose the exercises, then I will choose the same exercises to teach you according to your physique. Are you willing?"

"I'm willing!" Ye Zhen felt a burst of ecstasy surge in his heart, and his head was like a chicken pecking at rice.

Originally, obtaining the sect teachings to teach martial arts was Ye Zhen’s highest expectation for this trip. Ye Zhen did not expect that he would achieve his goal so easily.

The skills taught by the sects should be better than the skills taught by the Sutra Tower? In the least, it is suitable for one's own practice. The vision of the sects is not comparable to those of Ye Zhen and other new outer disciples.

"Then this book of essence, blood, and body abilities is quite suitable for your innate purification body, and it is more suitable for your current cultivation. As long as you practice diligently and unpairedly, you can condense essence in the shortest time." Liao Feibai's hand appeared out of thin air and threw it to Ye Zhen.

After taking the secret book, Ye Zhen was overjoyed, "I would like to ask Teacher Liao, what level is this essence, blood, and body abilities?" Ye Zhen still really wanted to know how much benefit he had obtained.

Liao Fei's white apricot eyes glared, and Ye Zhen immediately felt cold all over his body. "I, Liao Feibai, can't even take advantage of the mortal stairs of things like the first floor of the Sutra Building."

When Liao Feibai glared at him, Ye Zhen was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to ask. As long as this secret recipe is suitable for him, it is better than what he got from the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, Ye Zhen would be satisfied.

"Disciple thanked Teacher Liao for teaching merits, so I will say goodbye first!" Ye Zhen, who was afraid to be too stunned, was about to leave.

Hearing this, Liao Feibai's eyes glared, "Why, I've taken the benefits and want to leave so soon?"

In one sentence, Ye Zhen felt cold all over his body. Why did he get a secret book from Liao Feibai? It was like selling his body?

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Liao Feibai cut out with a palm, and immediately cut off a small piece of the left half of the stone tablet standing in the house like to cut tofu. Then he pointed to the right half of the stone tablet and asked, "A month later, can you cut off the remaining right half of the stone tablet with one palm? "

After looking at the thickness of the stone tablet, Ye Zhen nodded, "It should be possible!"

"Then get out!"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Zhen was admitted to a general amnesty and turned around and went out as if he had escaped. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, Liao Feibai's voice sounded, "Ye Zhen, I forgot to tell you that this stone tablet is a specialty of the Iron Monument Peak in Qiyun Sect. Its hardness is twice that of an ordinary stone tablet!"

This sentence, like a thunderous explosion, shocked Ye Zhen, and suddenly stood there, screaming: "What, this thing is actually an iron stone tablet?"

The iron stone tablet is an iron stone tablet that all disciples at the peak of the third level of blood practice have to dig for ten days to chisel a piece.

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When Ye Zhen was staggering, a cold sword light suddenly broke through the air, hanging inch from Ye Zhen's forehead. The terrifying power and the powerful cold air contained inside made Ye Zhen's body suddenly solidify the blood and blood.

"If you can't do it in a month, I, Liao Feibai, will definitely make you regret stepping into my courtyard!" Liao Feibai's ice-like voice rang in Ye Zhen's ears.

What else could Ye Zhen say? He could only keep nodding. The ice sword light dissipated instantly. Only then did Ye Zhen's body recover and walked out.

"Ye Zhen!"

Suddenly, Liao Feibai's voice sounded again, causing Ye Zhen to shudder.

When Ye Zhen turned around, he saw Liao Feibai saying to Ye Zhen: "If you have any problems in your cultivation within this month, you can come to me at any time!"

After turning around and listening to Liao Feibai's advice, staring at Liao Feibai, Ye Zhen suddenly had a thought in his heart. When Liao Feibai was not fierce, it seemed to be quite good-looking!

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