My Talent Is Invincible, I Just Want To Survive

Jiuyou Secret Realm.

Leng Hanshuang had a gloomy face, and a trace of cold air spread from his body, freezing the surrounding vegetation into ice.

At her feet were more than a dozen corpses of recently deceased Shenxiao Sword Sect disciples, three of whom were still inner disciples.

Three days ago, Leng Hanshuang encountered the corpses of some Azure Cloud Sect disciples. After examining them, he determined that they had died at the hands of men in black robes.

After thinking for a long time, she decided to catch up first and nip the danger in the cradle. After three days of pursuit, she saw that the distance was getting closer and closer. As a result, what appeared in front of her were the bodies of so many disciples of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, which made Leng Frost is very angry.

Those guys dared to kill the people of Shenxiao Sword Sect under their noses, they were just looking for death.

Although the mission of entering the Jiuyou Secret Realm this time was to find the Flower of the Other Shore, Leng Hanshuang, as one of the Seven Swords of the Divine Sky and the master of Jade Maiden Peak, naturally could not watch the sect being killed.

The Bianhuahua is important, but the lives of thousands of people in the sect are even more important, and Leng Hanshuang's true disciple Ye Qingxuan is also among them.

It is not easy to find a successor for the Seven Swords of Shenxiao.

So far, the seven of them have only found four inheritors, and the remaining three have not yet found a suitable one.

Only by taking care of most of the men in black robes can Leng Hanshuang go looking for Bianhuahua with peace of mind.

The deaths of more than a dozen Shenxiao Sword Sect disciples further strengthened her determination to kill all the men in black robes. Even if she couldn't kill them all, she would still kill them so that they would be too timid to show up again.

After a while, Leng Hanshuang took a few deep breaths, calmed down slowly, and prepared to continue following the traces left by the men in black robes to deal with these guys as soon as possible.

However, he turned around.

An object in the jungle caught her attention.

It was a bloody white belt.

Leng Hanshuang, who had already calmed down, immediately became nervous.

Because the white belt can only be worn by true disciples.

Could it be that a true disciple has escaped and is being hunted?

Who could it be?

Couldn't it be Qingxuan?

Leng Hanshuang thought anxiously.

Ye Qingxuan is different from other true disciples. Not only is she a disciple carefully cultivated by Leng Hanshuang, but she is also the inheritor of the Ice Soul Sword. Once something unexpected happens, I don't know how long it will take to find the right one.

Even if it's not Ye Qingxuan.

The death of a true disciple is also a big loss for the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Every true disciple is the mainstay of the Shenxiao Sword Sect in the future.

Without any time to think, Leng Hanshuang quickly chased out, and found a lot of fresh blood on the road, which made her even more convinced of her guess, and her speed was a little faster.

Two hours later.

Leng Hanshuang came to a valley and went in without thinking, not afraid of an ambush inside.

Maybe in her opinion.

My own strength is enough to deal with any accident.

Any conspiracy or trick is in vain in the face of absolute power.

If she were in the outside world, Leng Hanshuang would not be so reckless. After all, there is no age limit, and there are many old monsters hiding in the dark in Lizhou, but in this Jiuyou Secret Realm, she has confidence and capital.

The valley is huge.

After entering and advancing for more than ten minutes, a figure lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

Wearing the green shirt of a disciple of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

is a man.

Leng Hanshuang was slightly happy.

If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan, he would have been lucky among misfortunes.

He took a few steps forward and came to this person, squatted down and turned him over.

Zhu Jie!

The true disciple of Pingyang Peak.

He reached out to Zhu Jie's nose and tried it, and there was still a faint breath.

Just as Leng Hanshuang was about to check Zhu Jie's injuries, all the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared.

at the same time.

Several men in black robes came from all directions, and they were at Leng Hanshuang's side in the blink of an eye.

But just when they thought they had succeeded.

A biting cold air emanated from Leng Hanshuang's body.

All the men in black robes who came into contact with the cold air were frozen and could no longer move forward.

Just for a moment.

The man in black robe who got close to Leng Hanshuang turned into a humanoid ice sculpture.

"A group of young men who dare to touch the members of my Shenxiao Sword Sect are really looking for death!" Leng Hanshuang sneered.

"As expected of the master of the Ice Soul Sword, he is indeed powerful. It's a pity that you can't get out of this valley today. The Seven Swords of Shenxiao first broke the Haoran Sword, and now one more sword will become the Five Swords of Shenxiao."

A group of men in black robes walked out of the dense forest.

It was the one at the front who spoke.

Everyone else is one position behind him, and obviously his status is the highest among all the men in black robes.

"Leave me here? Just you?" Leng Hanshuang didn't take it seriously at all.

She really didn't think anyone could leave her in the Jiuyou Secret Realm.

This is not arrogance, but confidence.

"Leng Hanshuang, in order to deal with you, we have taken great pains and made sufficient preparations. You will definitely come back today."

"Really? Then give it a try! If you can't keep me, when the Jiuyou Secret Realm is opened again, the entire Lizhou will know that your Seven Kills Sect once again practiced the forbidden art of killing gods, and then the Seven Kills Sect will You will become the public enemy of Lizhou just like you did thousands of years ago. This time I will see how you will explain to all the forces in Lizhou." Leng Hanshuang said calmly.

She had already guessed the identity of the man in black robe.

Thousands of years ago, the Seven Kills Sect cultivated an extremely terrifying team. They fought all year round and became stronger as they fought. At one point, the Seven Kills Sect was even about to push the Seven Kills Sect to the position of overlord of Lizhou.

However, as the team became stronger and stronger, they began to gradually break away from the control of the Seven Kills Sect and no longer obeyed their commands. Wherever they passed, humans and animals were wiped out, leaving no one alive.

Because all of them have practiced a forbidden technique called the God of Death, and in the end they will become machines that have no emotions and only know how to kill.

Things got worse and worse, and the entire force in Lizhou began to unite to stop this team. After wiping them all out, they collectively went to the Seven Kills Sect to ask for an explanation.

Seeing that the major forces are coming fiercely, the Seven Kills Sect is on the wrong side. If it is not handled well, the Seven Kills Sect will become history. In the end, it has no choice but to give away the sect's tens of thousands of years of accumulation to calm everyone's anger. He also promised that he would never practice the God of Killing Art, so he was able to preserve it.

Since then, the Seven Kills Sect's vitality has been seriously injured, and it has never recovered.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, they would secretly practice the God of Killing Art again.

"Sure enough, I still can't hide it! But Leng Hanshuang, you have no chance to go out."

"I'm curious! Aren't you afraid of being controlled by killing and becoming a machine without emotions? Life like that would be worse than death!" Leng Hanshuang asked curiously.

"You don't need to worry about this! After thousands of years of research, our Seven Killing Sect has improved the God of Killing Art so that it will no longer have side effects. Now you should think about how to escape from my dragnet! As long as you die in Here, no one will know our identity for the time being. As for the future? When I unify the Seven Killing Sect and leave the continent, who else dares to disobey?" the man in black robe said arrogantly.

Leng Hanshuang did not reply.

A silver-white long sword that exuded a hint of coldness appeared in her hand at some point, and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

Ice Soul Sword! ! !

One of the Seven Swords of Shenxiao.

It is made from the heart of ice soul that has not changed for thousands of years. It must be combined with the extremely cold True Qi to exert its maximum power. It is impossible for ordinary people to use it. Once it comes into contact, those who are not strong enough will be immediately frozen into ice sculptures.

Leng Hanshuang's Extreme Cold True Qi has been cultivated to an extremely high level, and combined with the Ice Soul Sword, it is extremely powerful.

The battle is about to break out.

"Leng Hanshuang! Let me see what is extraordinary about the Ice Soul Sword, one of the Seven Swords of the Sky."

"as you wish!!!"

"boom!!!"

Two breaths, one white and one red, collided together in the valley.

A fierce battle begins.

The white is the extremely cold air of Leng Hanshuang, and the red is the murderous air released collectively by the men in black robes.

The two are competing against each other.

"Hahaha...Leng Hanshuang, the Ice Soul Sword is nothing more than that! If you only have this ability, you can stay today! Formation up!!!"

The man in black robe laughed.

Several red lights rose from the valley.

They didn't dare to be careless when dealing with Leng Hanshuang, and fully prepared the Third Layer formation.

Each First Layer formation is carefully arranged and a great price is paid.

No one dares to underestimate the sword cultivators of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, let alone one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Shenxiao.

With the blessing of the formation, the killing aura gradually suppressed and swallowed up the extremely cold air. In the end, only the scarlet red killing aura filled the valley.

Right now.

A little white light appears.

Then Leng Hanshuang's voice sounded.

"A sword of frost will freeze thousands of miles!!!"

The white sword energy pierced the sky, tearing a hole from the killing energy.

Leng Hanshuang rushed out of the gap and fled quickly out of the valley, covering everything he passed by with ice.

She is not stupid, the enemy is well prepared, and with the support of the formation, she cannot exert her full strength. If she continues to fight, she may really end up here.

"Chase!!!"

Dozens of black shadows chased in the direction where Leng Hanshuang escaped.