Xia Yu put his hands behind his back, his body upright like a spear, his clothes fluttering, and he faced the sword master in white.
At this moment, underneath Wenjian City, many sect elders and sect leaders came quietly because of Xia Yu's arrival.
However, with the saint on top, no one dared to speak and just watched quietly.
They originally thought that Xia Yu came to beg for mercy.
However, no one expected that this guy would dare to face the sword master in white after not seeing him for just a month.
That is a real saint.
With the four sword energies approaching, Xia Yu's body swayed slightly, then became as steady as a mountain.
The white-robed swordsman's eyes focused, he discovered and understood.
This kid must have mastered some kind of devouring method, so he was able to forcefully devoure his sword energy.
And the four sword qi made him move, indicating that these four sword qi were close to his devouring limit.
"Oh, I thought it was something weird. It turns out that you have practiced some kind of swallowing technique. Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"Do you know that all devouring techniques have drawbacks? You never know when you will go crazy or explode!"
Xia Yu remained silent.
At this moment, his body was refining four sword energies at the same time, and it was a little difficult.
He thought for a moment and took action for the first time.
He wanted to determine Xia Ya's life and death first.
The sword master in white couldn't break the mysterious ice, so naturally he couldn't break it either.
However, he has a source of Yin Fire, maybe he can give it a try.
He took the first step!
At this moment, he was only three or five steps away from the ice.
Ignore me?
At this moment, the sword master in white finally felt a trace of anger in his heart.
This little guy was just a little guy who was killed by a sword, but he dared to ignore him and think he was a saint!
I really ate the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!
Five sword energy whizzed past and pierced Xia Yu's back directly.
However, Xia Yu's shoulders swayed, as if he didn't feel anything, and took another step towards Han Bing.
The sword master in white was stunned, what does this guy want to do?
However, he still had no hesitation and dared to ignore the saint, so he would die!
Ten sword energies arrived in an instant.
Xia Yu shook violently and almost fell to the ground.
However, at this moment, he took another step.
With just one step, he touched the mysterious ice that sealed his sister.
Twenty sword energies arrived in an instant again.
Xia Yu stumbled and was knocked away.
At this moment, Xia Yu took the final step.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed on Xuan Bing.
After twenty sword qi attacks at one time, he was able to use his body as a furnace, and he was a little unable to resist it.
After all, this is the sword energy of a saint!
really!
This technique has limits!
But, I don’t know where the flaw is?
The white-robed swordsman secretly thought to himself that if the flaws of this technique were acceptable, it would definitely be an extremely powerful technique.
This technique must be obtained by oneself.
"puff!"
Xia Yu sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ten thousand year black ice.
It is true that his body cannot digest twenty sword energy at once.
"Give me your skills and I will make you my sword attendant!" the sword master in white said coldly.
However, Xia Yu still ignored him and instead put his hand on the ten thousand year ice. A wisp of consciousness and a source of Yin Fire penetrated along the ten thousand year ice.
Xia Yu was right. Although his source of Yin Fire was rootless water, it was just a trace of the source of Yin Fire when he was refining his body.
However, it is really useful for Wannian Xuanbing.
After all, they both have the same origin!
A wisp of the source of Yin Fire, carrying Xia Yu's consciousness, instantly passed through the ten thousand years of black ice and came to the center of the black ice, where Xia Ya slept.
Xia Yu's consciousness entered Xia Ya's consciousness space without any hindrance.
Then, he was stunned.
Xia Ya's consciousness space is extremely broad.
Compared with Xia Ya, his own consciousness space is simply the difference between a firefly and a bright moon.
And this extremely vast space of consciousness is empty and dead.
"Xiaoya!" Xia Yu called loudly.
However, no one responded.
While calling, Xia Yu activated the source of Yin Fire and searched everywhere in Xia Ya's consciousness space.
Xia Ya's consciousness must be found and awakened.
Perhaps, this is the only way to wake her up.
He doesn't think Xia Ya is dead.
If Xia Ya was really the big devil who had suppressed Caiyun Peak for who knows how many years, she would never have died so easily.
However, Xia Ya's consciousness space was like an endless void, dead and silent.
This ray of his consciousness is like a small firefly, swimming in the endless void. He doesn't know how long it will take to find Xia Ya's consciousness.
Must find!
Xia Yu secretly told himself, without any hesitation, while shouting and walking around.
But at this moment, on top of the ten thousand-year black ice, seeing Xia Yu ignoring him, the white-clothed sword master's patience had long since run out.
In an instant, dozens of sword energy were ready to roar out. If they disobeyed, they would be killed.
For him, the sword fetus is the most important thing.
Seeing that dozens of sword energy were about to take away Xia Yu's life.
Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared on Xia Yu's body.
A shining golden shield blocked Xia Yu.
Dozens of sword energy, without exception, stabbed the golden shield.
The golden shield immediately dimmed.
However, those dozens of sword energies also disappeared.
Not far away, Tang Wanqing's face turned pale, and a bloody arrow spurted out.
The whole body is shaky.
Tang Wanqing trembled and stuffed the life-saving elixir into her mouth.
"Junior Tang Wanqing, from Wanbao Pavilion, has met Senior Yang!" Tang Wanqing said quickly.
Yang Feiyu, the swordsman in white, slowly turned his head, looked at Tang Wanqing, and asked: "Wanbao Pavilion, your surname is Tang, what is your relationship with the Tang family of Wanbao Pavilion?"
"My father, Tang Wanqiang," Tang Wanqing said.
The sword master in white was suddenly stunned and said calmly: "Oh, Miss Wanbao Pavilion, no wonder you can block my sword, but do you want to give me a reason?"
"Xia Yu is my friend, please be kind to Senior Yang and spare his life."
"Friends of Miss Wanbao Pavilion, no wonder there are so many weird things about this kid."
"He is not only my friend, but also Aunt Nangong Xue's adopted son."
"The Nangong family of Wanbao Pavilion?"
"Yes, Aunt Nangongxue is my father's confidante."
The sword master in white was stunned for a moment. Tang Wanqing was naturally not afraid of him, but the power of Wanbao Pavilion spread across the entire continent, so he had to be concerned.
Even if he is a sword master, facing the Tang family and Nangong family, that is not enough.
Even the Liu family behind him would not take the initiative to turn against Wanbao Pavilion just because of a sword master.
Yang Feiyu, the swordsman in white, frowned, trouble!
Especially for direct families with deep family backgrounds, if they are provoked and not handled well, there will be endless troubles.
As a result, it is probably impossible for him to obtain Xia Yu's skills and the extremely cold ice flames from Xia Ya.
However, if he is asked to give up, he is really unwilling.
After a long silence, Yang Feiyu said leisurely: "Miss Tang personally begged for mercy, okay, let this boy take away the sword embryo that I have cultivated for thousands of years, let him hand it over, and I will spare his life!"