Hearing this, Bai Bingfeng trembled and nodded without any trace, "Father, I brought many senior brothers to Baizhang this time for that sword!"
Hearing this, Bai Yi was shocked. For this sword, all the previous sect leaders of his clan had put in a lot of energy, but Bai Bingfeng gave the sword away with just one word.
But when he caught a glimpse of Ye Shaohan, Bai Yi felt relieved. Bai Yi couldn't take away this sword, but it was a good idea to sell him a favor.
"The way to get the sword is to smash this lonely peak, and today is the best time, but it's just a little troublesome!" After saying this, Bai Yi's eyes drifted towards Ye Shaohan, his eyes filled with coldness.
Bai Bingfeng looked at Ye Shaohan quietly, smiled slightly, and said: "Brothers, I will leave the rest to you!"
After a pause, Bai Bingfeng gave a gentle smile, which was enough to eclipse the flying snow in the sky, "This sword was ordered by the prince, there is no room for error!"
Hearing this, the young man smiled and looked at Bai Bingfeng with a fiery look in his eyes. He turned around, bowed to Bai Yi and said, "Senior, I will leave today's matters to the junior, okay?"
That fiery look was naturally caught by Bai Yi. Upon hearing this, Bai Yi made a sword salute and said: "Then I will trouble everyone in the Moon Temple!"
Mentioning the Moon Temple, a hint of pride flashed in the eyes of Qingfeng and others.
In an instant, four powerful auras locked Ye Shaohan tightly. The young man held the long sword behind him, turned his back to Qingfeng and others and said: "It's rare for the prince to think highly of me, so I can't let the prince down!"
Prince! The faces of several disciples of the Moon Temple are full of reverence. As long as that god-like figure is favored by the prince, his future cultivation journey will be more effective with half the effort.
Ding! The roar of the tiger fell silent in vain, and the roar of its sword resounded from the lonely peak again.
The sword chant resounded throughout the world, and the lonely peak shook in vain. Endless sharp energy circulated around the lonely peak, shattering the surrounding void.
This momentum disturbed the atmosphere of the young man and others. Several people's eyes were slightly turned away, and they all looked at the lonely peak solemnly.
"Just the sound of the sword chant is so powerful, no wonder the prince values this sword!" the young man murmured softly.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan also looked at the solitary peak. As a practitioner of Xuan Bing Jue, he could better appreciate the existence of the tiger blade. A shocking power was gathered on the tiger blade.
Hiss! The sharp energy sank into the solitary peak. Suddenly, a sharp sword energy extended out from the solitary peak, and cracks appeared on the solitary peak that went straight into the sky.
Cracks spread out, rocks rolled down, and the roaring sound was endless.
Suddenly, the endless sharp energy gathered in vain, condensed into a sword shadow, and crashed down from top to bottom.
The shadow of the sword fell with the force of thunder, and the solitary peak was suddenly split in half from the middle. The rocks rolled down, and at the same time, the sound of the sword roar became louder and louder.
The shadow of the sword struck the mountainside and dissipated. At the same time, a bright light slowly rose from the mountainside and emerged to the top of the solitary peak. Its sword energy and cold air filled the surrounding area.
The ice crystals floated, and the cold air twisted the surrounding space. Ye Shaohan and others could only vaguely see the shadow, a sword!
"The divine sword has spirit, and the tiger blade appears!" Fire Qilin's voice resounded in Ye Shaohan's mind. Obviously, the breath of the Xuanbing Jue on Ye Shaohan's body has touched the tiger blade.
Chill also emerged around Ye Shaohan. In the tiger blade, Ye Shaohan felt the breath of Xuan Bing Jue.
"The tiger blade appears, then take it off!" Fire Qilin said softly: "The tiger blade has been the symbol of the ### clan since ancient times. If we get the tiger blade, maybe the ### clan will return to the sword god again!"
A kind of wave spread on the tiger blade, and Ye Shaohan could feel a wave of joy coming from the tiger blade.
As soon as Qingfeng stepped on the gryphon under his feet, its figure suddenly jumped out and shot straight to the top of the mountain.
However, before the figure reached the top of the peak, its endless sharp energy gathered into a huge sword shadow that flew into the air and struck towards the breeze, with a huge momentum.
His face changed slightly, Qingfeng also swung his sword, and the sword broke through the sky. Its bright sword light shot directly at the huge sword shadow, bang, the roar resounded, the sword shadow turned into a sharp energy again, and Qingfeng's figure
Then he fell back on the griffin's back again.
"It's so scary. Just the sharpness is so scary. The most terrifying thing is that this sword already possesses intelligence!" Qingfeng said softly.
Seeing this scene, Ye Shaohan shook his head and didn't say anything. He took a few steps and walked towards the peak unhurriedly. Every step was extremely powerful, as if he were stepping on flat ground.
Bai Yi and others all stared at Ye Shaohan's figure and did not stop him. After all, the power of the sword shadow from before was still lingering in everyone's minds.
If you get close to the peak, the sword will definitely rebound, and then the sharp energy will definitely gather into a sword shadow and fall down, with extremely terrifying power.
"As long as the sharp energy dissipates, the sword can be taken. Every time the sharp energy gathers to form a sword shadow, a large amount of sharp energy will be consumed!" the young man said lightly.
Obviously, the young man did not stop Ye Shaohan, he just wanted to let Ye Shaohan consume these sharp energy.
Step after step, with each step, Ye Shaohan's aura weakened, but the cold air around his body became thicker and thicker, freezing the floating snowflakes as well.
When Ye Shaohan was about to approach the peak, the sound of his sword roar spread out from the peak, and the sharp energy around him surged like a torrent, and finally gathered together to form a sword shadow reaching the sky.
Endless coercion spread out from the sword shadow. Looking up, Ye Shaohan stared at the sword shadow and sighed slightly, "Just the sword has such power, how strong is ###!"
"Very strong!" Huo Qilin said in a deep voice: "That was an era when the spiritual sect was like an ant! Use the Xuan Bing Jue, and these sharp energies will not hurt you!"
The Xuan Bing Jue was operating, and the spiritual energy turned into cold air and floated out. The temperature around Ye Shaohan had dropped to hundreds of degrees below zero, reaching the edge of absolute zero.
Ding! The sword roar sounded again, and its sword shadow crashed down. The young man and others' eyes remained motionless. This young man was much stronger than Qingfeng, so he should be able to take this sword.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked at the approaching sharp energy. In the shadow of the sword, Ye Shaohan did not feel the existence of the sword's intention. Instead, he felt a mysterious wave and an inexplicable chill, which was enough to freeze everything in the world.
"Absolute zero, like the four generations of reincarnation, is also a magical power!" Fire Qilin's voice sounded very appropriate.
"Bitter chill!" Ye Shaohan's heart sank slightly, immersed in it, and wanted to touch this mysterious fluctuation, but he could never reach it.
At the same time, the sword shadow suddenly fell down in the astonished eyes of everyone, but when it fell on Ye Shaohan, it strangely turned into a sharp energy and spread.
The sharp energy around him could not hurt Ye Shaohan at all. Ye Shaohan walked towards the peak step by step, and a sword appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
The sword is three feet long and is crystal clear. There are some reliefs carved on it, and a tiger shadow is looming on the hilt. Endless chill condenses on the sword, so it seems that the sword is surrounded by a faint white air.
Standing in front of the sword, Ye Shaohan sighed softly: "Tiger Blade!"
Before he could finish his words, a sword chant shot straight into the sky, and endless sharp energy swirled around Ye Shaohan and Hu Blade.
His eyes were focused on the top of the lonely peak, where the sword and Ye Shaohan's figure were looming. The young man smiled slightly, "Such a spiritual sword, I think the prince will be attracted to it!"
"Then we are bound to win this sword!" The shouts resounded, and the shouts drowned out the roar of swords all over the sky, and a great momentum surged around the young man.
The power of the Lingzong realm warriors swept forward, approaching Ye Shaohan. At the same time, the young man took a few steps forward, smiled lightly at Ye Shaohan and said: "Your Excellency, this sword belongs to the Prince of the Moon Temple!"
"You can't take the prince's sword!" the young man continued, casually taking a step forward, and in an instant, the entire void shook.
The gryphon roared crazily, and Qingfeng and three other Lingzong realm warriors also took a few steps forward and stood beside the young man.
The pressure of the Lingzong realm warriors on the four people gathered together and rushed straight to the top of the lonely peak.
Feeling the pressure coming from the four people, Bai Yi sighed slightly, he was worthy of being a disciple of the Moon Temple.
"Prince?" Bai Yi had never heard of the prince mentioned by the young man. He turned to Bai Bingfeng and said, "Bingfeng, who is this prince?"
Hearing this, Bai Bingfeng frowned slightly and whispered: "Father, if you want to strengthen the ### sect, then the ### sect must help several senior brothers remove this sword no matter what!"
"This prince is very powerful and has a very high status in the Moon Temple!" Bai Bingfeng did not say it directly, but Bai Yi was able to guess some.
"That young man killed two of my Lingzong realm warriors. The grudge has been forged. If these Moon Temple disciples want to take the sword, they must take it from that young man!"
"As long as I help and get rid of that boy with the help of these people, I can not only avenge the death of the two junior brothers, but also gain the favor of the Moon Temple!"
Thinking of this, Bai Yi also took a step forward, and the aura of the Lingzong realm warrior exploded. Another ### Sect Lingzong realm warrior followed closely behind, and for a while, six momentums gathered.
The aura soared into the sky, and even though he was several feet away, Ye Shaohan could feel the killing intent contained in this aura.
Shaking his head slightly, Ye Shaohan's eyes were still on the tiger blade. He raised his left hand slightly and held the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the sound of the sword's roar disappeared, and the cold air from the sky swept towards Ye Shaohan and the tiger blade.
When the Reincarnation Art was activated, the cold energy was directly refined by Ye Shaohan, turning it into the purest spiritual energy flowing in the body.
The cold air dissipated, and all its sharp energy returned to the tiger blade. He held the Qilin Sword in his right hand and the tiger blade in his left hand. Ye Shaohan's eyes swept across the two swords.
Although the Qilin Sword has been baptized by several thunder tribulations, its quality is still not as good as the Tiger Blade.
Looking at the lone peak below that was split in half by the sharp energy, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "This is the only thing this junior can do!"