The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 1020: Villains Are All Big Talkers

This corpse is the innate first-level Soaring Dragon!

"Long Teng, you...you actually attacked him secretly?" The other three young people looked shocked and in disbelief.

They had followed Long Teng for several years, but they never thought that he would kill his teammates without hesitation!

Shen Xuan slowly raised the red flame sword, pointed it at them, and said coldly: "Since we have already broken our skin, don't blame me for being cruel!"

The three of them were shocked when they heard the words "五八七". They quickly drew out their swords and stared at Shen Xuan warily.

Shen Xuan's right leg was slightly bent, making an attacking posture, and sneered: "Do you think you can defeat me with the strength of the second level of Qi Condensation Realm?"

"I admit that you do have two brushes, but today you can't escape with your wings. If you have the sense to kneel down and surrender, maybe I can spare your life!" The black-haired young man said proudly.

"Oh? Really?" Shen Xuan smiled jokingly and suddenly disappeared.

The eyes of the three people shrank sharply, and they could not see Shen Xuan's movement clearly at all.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Three swords were thrust out in a row, and the three of them vomited blood and flew backwards, hit the ice wall, and fainted.

Shen Xuan stepped forward to investigate and found that they were just unconscious.

At this time, there was a strange noise from the ice coffin, and a figure came out of it.

He is wearing a gray robe, has gray hair, and his cloudy eyes reveal a hint of wisdom. He is none other than Wan Yunxiao, the ancestor of Wanling Valley!

Wan Yunxiao's cultivation has reached the second level of Qi Condensation!

But now, he has passed away.

"Greetings to Senior Wanlao! Junior Shen Xuan, on my father's orders, came here specially to take away the contents of the ice coffin!" Shen Xuan saluted respectfully, showing great respect to him.

Wan Yunxiao looked at Shen Xuan with complicated eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Shen Xuan, the son of the head of the Shen family!" Shen Xuan replied.

"I see, I didn't expect there to be such an outstanding young man like you in this world!" Wan Yunxiao nodded in admiration.

"I wonder what the senior's instructions are?" Shen Xuan asked respectfully.

"Keep it safe for me." Wan Yunxiao pointed to the jade box containing the ice coffin, his eyes became a little misty: "I will definitely repay your father's kindness.

Shen Xuan was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Senior, please forgive me!"

Wan Yunxiao smiled bitterly, then glanced at Shen Xuan and asked: "Little friend, are you an alchemist?"

"Yes..." Shen Xuan nodded.

Wan Yunxiao said with a hint of surprise: "I remember five years ago, you were only at the eighth level of body tempering, right? You actually reached the level of alchemy in just five years. How did you do it?"

He was also an extremely talented warrior back then, and was even called a once-in-a-century genius. But even so [at the age of sixteen, he could only reach the ninth level of Bone Forging.

"It's just luck!" Shen Xuan said modestly, and then asked: "Senior, why did you bury the ice coffin here?"

"Oh, it's all my fault that I was too conceited back then." Wan Yunxiao sighed, with a somewhat annoyed tone.

"Why do seniors say such depressing words?" Shen Xuan asked with some confusion.

"Five years ago, I accidentally obtained an ice soul stone, but it was robbed by someone. As a result, my cultivation went wrong and my cultivation fell to a lower level. Later, those thieves kept chasing me, and finally I had no choice but to hide in In this iceberg." Wan Yunxiao explained.

"Ice Soul Stone?" Shen Xuan's eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "What exactly is this Ice Soul Stone?".