(By the way, I think all the good readers have worked hard, and feel free to comment if you have any opinions. I can bear it when the wind rises. Wow - the protagonist will soon step into the Central Capital, decipher the dangers of the six forbidden areas, and embark on the path of the king... absolutely wonderful
.) "Damn Wu Sha, you actually took him away?"
Just as he was about to fly down, Nie Chenfeng, who was slashing the Holy Lord of the Infernal Corpse who had lost his fighting power, stopped. When he saw Wu Sha using the teleportation scroll to escape with the evil spirit, his eyes almost burst into flames!
The prey that reached his mouth was robbed by others. Do you think he could not be depressed?
"Hurry up, Mr. Nie!" Zhou Xian'er flew to his side and said, "The Holy Lord Yinxuan of the Wu clan is here. Let's use the teleportation scroll to escape from here! It will be dangerous if we are late!"
Hearing this, Nie Chenfeng turned his head and looked at Zhou Shi and others who were flying over in a hurry, and then nodded to Zhou Xian'er. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the place where Wu Sha disappeared: "Don't let me meet him.
Until you, otherwise...hum!"
A moment after the people of the Zhou clan left, a pair of men and horses rushed here with great agitation. The leader was a man in ancient clothes sitting on a skeleton dragon, staring at the gradually closing eyes with no emotion.
The empty space, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
"Four Holy Lords, what should we do?" a male monk asked cautiously.
"Pah——"
The fourth Holy Lord Yinxuan heard this and gave the monk a slap in the face, knocking out his white teeth in an instant. The man directly covered his mouth and flew away, not even daring to utter a cry.
Trembling on the ground!
Everyone was silent when they saw this, knowing that the power of this four-star Yinxuan Saint Lord was quite terrifying.
Zhou Clan Snowflake Mountain: A group of people walked out of the void space.
The white-haired boy wearing light blue plain clothes and carrying a magic sword on his back is none other than Nie Chenfeng. Now he and Zhou Xianer are walking in front of everyone at the same time. The strong men behind them no longer dare to look down on or ridicule him.
, everyone looked at Nie Chenfeng with admiration, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "This boy is a fierce person who is decisive in killing. It seems that the defeat of the ten elders in the enlightenment realm in his hands was not accidental..."
"Mr. Nie, thank you very much this time!" Zhou Xianer turned her jade face to the side and said, but she found Nie Chenfeng staring at her fair ears.
"Uh...it's a small effort, why bother?" Nie Chenfeng quickly turned his head, pretending to admire the scenery of the mountain stream and said: "I haven't been out to stretch my muscles for a long time, and I feel comfortable again today!"
Looking at the white-haired boy stretching his arms in embarrassment in front of him, Zhou Xianer felt an inexplicable smile in his heart, and then became serious again, "I hope he can terminate the engagement as promised..."
Everyone climbed up the stairs and soon arrived at the gate of Zhou Clan Mountain, which was like a fairyland. Nie Chenfeng looked at the floating mist in the distance and thought to himself: "Why isn't Zhou Poyun practicing sword practice here in the clouds this week?"
?”
"Did you lose your fighting spirit because you were defeated by one of my moves?"
"Hehehe, who cares, I'd better go back and see Zixin and Ah Huang!" Nie Chenfeng thought to himself. Just as he was about to say goodbye to Zhou Xianer and others, he saw a familiar and honest figure coming quickly.
"Brother Chenfeng, Junior Sister Xian'er, you are finally back!" Zhou Shi was sweating profusely from running and breathing rapidly: "The patriarch thought you were stopped by people from the Wu and Chen clans, he even
All the senior brothers in seclusion have called out and are ready to go on a killing spree."
"Oh?" Zhou Xianer's pretty face turned slightly sideways and she said.
"Well. Brother Morrowind, the patriarch asked you to go find him immediately when you come back. You are still in the forbidden area where Junior Sister Xian'er practices swordsmanship!" Zhou Shi added.
Nie Chenfeng was a little reluctant when he heard this. He was worried about Mu Zixin, but he couldn't just walk away. He turned around and said to Zhou Shi, "Okay, we'll be there right away!"
"Hehe!" Zhou Shi looked at Zhou Xian'er with a smile, and then left with Zhou Yong and others.
Along the way, Zhou Xianer and him returned to their original appearance - not saying a word. Although he saved her a little, for her: this may not be necessary at all.
Regarding this, Nie Chenfeng was a little confused, "Why on earth is she so disgusted with me?"
"Could it be that she already has someone in her heart? That's why she wants me to cancel the engagement, life and death?"
"Oh, never mind her. After all, she is not Xue'er!" Nie Chenfeng sighed slightly, but his longing for Yan Xuxue increased even more.
After a while, the two of them came to the forbidden area in the center of the holy land - where the Snowflake Divine Sword stood. The area of a thousand feet in radius was shrouded in a chilling sword energy, and there seemed to be thousands of troops in the endless wind and snow.
Thousands of horses are fighting, and it looks like a fairy-like figure dancing a sword in the snow, and a chill hits the face.
As soon as he reached the edge of the Snowflake Holy Land, Nie Chenfeng was infected by this chilling aura. Only then did he look at the black giant sword that reached the sky, and he suddenly felt a sense of awe: "It's so powerful.
, it seems that many years ago, the owner of this sword should be a being that can reach heaven and earth, but I don’t know whether this sword is real or fake!”
Zhou Xianer looked at Nie Chenfeng's doubtful light at the "Snowflake Divine Sword", and she explained lightly: "This sword is called the Snowflake Divine Sword, and it has stood on the top of the snow mountain since the Zhou clan was founded.
And this holy land was built when the ancestor of the Zhou clan chopped off half of the 'Snowflake Mountain' with one sword!"
"Are you saying that half of the thousand-foot-high Snowflake Mountain was chopped away by the Zhou clan ancestor's sword?" Hearing this, Nie Chenfeng said in shock. He couldn't believe who could have such a powerful force.
"Well, the rumors are true." Zhou Xian'er said in a rare moment: "As for this sword, it has been standing here since that day."
Nie Chenfeng was minding his own business, looking up at this ancient sword that reached the sky and the earth, but in his heart, he thought that it would be great if he could have the cultivation level to split Huashan Mountain.
"Let's go, father is watching us over there." Zhou Xian'er said softly, and then walked in front with a flash of steps.
When Zhou Dingtian saw the two coming, he smiled at Zhou Xian'er, touched her head and said, "I already know about you. Fortunately, the young geniuses of the Wu clan did not intercept you."
"Hahaha, daddy, it's okay." Zhou Xian'er smiled and said. Nie Chenfeng, who was watching the alluring scene, was stunned for a moment.
"Hahaha, nephew Chenfeng, you really surprised me. Not only did you kill the Yin Saint Lord of the Wu clan, but you also saved Xian'er... It seems that you have gained a lot in Xuanjing Pavilion this month.
Ah!" Zhou Dingtian looked at Nie Chenfeng with admiration and said.
"Uncle said before, in order to take revenge and revitalize the family, this achievement is nothing!" Nie Chenfeng said calmly.
"Okay. Brother Zhentian is really happy to have you as his heir, but your mother..." Zhou Dingtian said with a smile. He was impressed by the pride of the young man in front of him, but he suddenly stopped and continued.
"Uncle Zhou, what happened to my mother? What happened to my father? Why is he an enemy of my mother's clan? Why was he spurned by the Nie family when he came to the Nie clan?" Nie Chenfeng said with great excitement after hearing this.
, anxious, he asked a series of questions in one breath, wanting to know everything that happened to Nie's mother and his father Nie Zhentian.
Zhou Dingtian was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Nie Chenfeng's reaction to be so big. He smiled and said: "My dear nephew, I will tell you these things slowly after you come back. There is no need to say more about the rest!"
"What? Does uncle want me to leave?" Nie Chenfeng was keenly aware of something and said quickly.
"Alas!" Zhou Dingtian looked up at the standing Snowflake Divine Sword, then looked into the distance and sighed to himself: "It's all the grudges of the past, but this time the Zhou clan is in danger of annihilation. I think the Chen and Wu clans must
Snowflake Mountain will be besieged tomorrow..."
"What does uncle mean?" Nie Chenfeng frowned and asked.
Zhou Xianer also looked at a loss, staring at her father and waiting for the next step.
"You guys pack your things and leave here today. To solve the crisis of our Zhou clan, it all depends on you two!" Zhou Dingtian said with serious eyes, "Nephew Chenfeng, can you promise your uncle something?"
Nie Chenfeng turned to the side and said respectfully: "As long as Chenfeng is within his ability, he will do his best!"
Zhou Dingtian smiled happily when he heard this: "Hehehe, okay, okay!"
"It seems that the Zhou clan's difficulties can be solved this time." Zhou Dingtian continued: "Have you heard of the legend of the sacred weapon of your Nie clan?"
"Legend of the Holy Artifact?" Nie Chenfeng was shocked when he heard the secrets about his family. His blood boiled all over his body when he heard the secrets about his family. "I know some about it. I heard that it disappeared with the death of my father."
"Hehehe, uncle tells you that today's events must not be told to outsiders!" Zhou Dingtian said solemnly, and when he saw the two of them nodded, he continued: "This holy weapon is equivalent to a king-like existence. It
Its power can be said to destroy the heaven and the earth, shattering the mountains and rivers! A few years ago, didn’t you see the Chen and Wu clan and a few others holding the power of the holy weapon?"
Zhou Dingtian stared at Nie Chenfeng with tiger eyes, as if he knew exactly what kind of underwear he was wearing.
Hearing this, Nie Chenfeng scratched his head in embarrassment and said shyly: "Hahaha, this, this is indeed true. I was just lucky at the time."
"Hahaha, you kid killed the clone king of a peerless powerful man back then. You are so courageous." Zhou Dingtian said with thick eyebrows, and Zhou Xian'er, who was close by, looked curiously at the white-haired man in front of him.
"Don't worry, Uncle Zhou won't ask any more questions about Xueyin's Kuangdao if you don't tell him. The Chen and Wu clans are not only your enemies, they are also the formidable enemies of my Zhou clan. When your Nie clan was destroyed, my Zhou clan couldn't.
I came here because I couldn’t take out the sacred weapon in my hand..." Zhou Dingtian revealed, "Chen Xiaotian, Wu Du and others spent all their money that day, even taking the sacred weapon to protect the clan, but I, Zhou Dingtian,
The clan can’t, so…”
"Hehehe, it's okay, Chenfeng doesn't blame Uncle Zhou!" Nie Chenfeng said with a smile, showing his white teeth, "Uncle Zhou said, what exactly do you want Chenfeng to do?"
Hearing this, Zhou Dingtian said solemnly: "I want you two to find the lost sacred artifact of your Nie tribe!"