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Chapter 132 Entering the Valley

Leng Fei tried his best to twist his body and avoid his heart.

"Swish!" His left shoulder hurt and was penetrated by a long sword.

Leng Fei took the opportunity to punch him.

"Bang!" Zheng Tiannan flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air. After landing, he picked up Li Xijiang's body and galloped like a wisp of smoke, without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Leng Fei's left shoulder was already bleeding.

He closed his eyes, thought of Li Xijiang's previous technique, and copied it, and pointed his fingers on his shoulders.

The left shoulder was numb and suddenly lost consciousness. Then the blood slowed down and slowly stopped flowing. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He recalled the previous scene, remembered the Wanxiang Sword Technique again, and his right hand began to geek openly.

Unfortunately, Zheng Tiannan was seriously injured even though he was in the boxing, he insisted on holding the long sword and escaping with the sword.

It can be seen that sword is precious.

He kept circulating the Green Cow Crashing Sky Map, nourishing his body, and his physical strength was exhausted. If Zheng Tiannan did not leave, he would not be able to persevere.

Li Xijiang kept asking Zheng Tiannan to leave, obviously because he was afraid that he would use lightning. No disciple of famous sects could be simple and difficult to deal with.

The Wanxiang Sword Technique restrains the Flying Dragon Sword Technique and uses softness to overcome hardness. He has already remembered it, but he just doesn't know the secret method.

But these moves alone have benefited him a lot, just like Li Qingdi's swordsmanship, only knowing its shape and being powerful.

He has been studying swordsmanship, but before he knew it, his physical strength had recovered, and the Green Bull Crashing Sky Picture was amazing.

He originally wanted to take off his mask, but when he thought of what Li Xijiang said, would the disciples of the Baixiang Sect be proficient in soul-chasing techniques?

If you are proficient in this, it will be useless to remove your appearance.

After his injuries recovered, he continued to rush along the way, cautiously and with his ears raised.

The journey was very smooth, and there was no entanglement between the masters of the White Elephant Sect, so he guessed Zheng Tiannan's thoughts.

Zheng Tiannan wanted to take revenge on himself, so he did not report on the incident of Baixiang Sect.

Seven days later, he appeared in front of a valley.

This valley is located under a cliff, which is like a long sword stabbing into the sky, up and down.

The valley is extremely cold, as if it is from autumn to winter.

Although he has strong strength, strong blood and poor physical fitness, he is very weak in resisting the cold. When he steps here, he feels extremely cold and wishes to wear more clothes.

He stopped at the mouth of the valley and did not move.

His ears were already standing up, listening to the surroundings.

There are fourteen masters hidden in the forest opposite, four Qi training men on the first level, and ten nine-story martial arts masters.

These strengths are already quite good.

Opposite is a towering peak with lush woods. A hundred meters away, the mountains hidden there will be almost no discovery here.

Hiding there, he could clearly see the entrance to the valley and monitor every move. Leng Fei frowned and thought, but couldn't make up.

Is it the guard of the Cloud Tower or someone with ulterior motives?

He simply pretended not to know, and fumbled around the stone wall of the valley for a moment, touched the three round marks in the shape of the characters, then inserted his fingers into it and pushed it gently.

A stone was pushed away, revealing a groove.

He put the silver medal into the groove.

With a dull "boom", a cave appeared on the stone wall, about one person high, which could accommodate a carriage in and out.

The path to the valley next to it does not lead to the ice valley, but a real mountain valley with dangers.

The real ice valley is to enter from this cave.

He heard the voices coming from the woods opposite him.

"Damn it, it's the people from Ice Valley, go!"

"Go ahead, kill him!"

Then a group of people rushed out of the woods and rushed towards Leng Fei.

They were extremely fast, like a group of wolves jumping out of the woods, raising their swords, and some even had pinched their hidden weapons.

Leng Fei turned his head, his eyes were bright, and everything was in sight.

"Hey!" He sneered at the corner of his mouth, letting them rush over, as if he was stunned and would not move.

A group of fourteen people had their eyes lit up, and looking at him was like looking at a helpless little sheep.

"Kill--!" Someone released a hidden weapon.

Leng Fei takes one step in a slant, avoiding several hidden weapons.

At this time, it was already three meters away, and it was very close to martial arts masters.

He waved his hands.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit..." Amid a series of sharp whistles, two white lights shot towards the crowd opposite.

They went from being excited to being surprised, to being shocked and then to being afraid, and then stopped the forward rushing to fleeing backward. During this process, the seven-wheeled flying knife had been shot.

The one who escaped the farthest was a young man ten feet away.

The rest had already exploded in his head, and the only young man was shot and injured his thigh, lying on the ground and rolling in pain.

The flying knife was so fast that it had cut off its thigh tendons, and it was not strong enough, and it was extremely painful.

"Ah—!" The screams were endless.

Leng Fei came close to him and looked down at the young man.

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were dispersed. He was obviously defeated by the pain, and even his enemy had no intention of resisting.

Leng Fei nodded with satisfaction, and it was indeed true to keep this guy alive.

He raised his fingers and pointed a few fingers on the young man's chest.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!" The howling rose several heights.

Leng Fei reached out and clicked again, and the howling lowered again.

Leng Fei said with satisfaction: "After talking about it, which sect you belong to, otherwise you can enjoy it for a while."

The young man just howled and ignored him.

Leng Fei smiled and stretched out his hand, raised his index finger and middle finger, and then pointed it down.

"I said! I said!" the young man shouted quickly.

Leng Fei said: "Then hurry up, howling is useless. Someone is coming to save you. Let's kill you first!"

"I am a disciple of Hemingshan!" said the young man hurriedly.

Leng Fei frowned: "Heming Mountain? Which Heming Mountain?"

"There is only one Heming Mountain!" said the young man proudly.

"Well, then, you can go on the road!" Leng Fei nodded, pierced his eyebrows with a knife, and exploded his head.

Since he knew which sect, it would be easy to deal with. Go in and take a look first, and he had a vague premonition.

These guys were guarding here unscrupulously, and they killed people from the Ice Valley as soon as they saw it. What was going on inside?

He kept running into the cave and pressed a stone in the cave, and suddenly a rumbling sound was heard. The entrance of the cave behind was resealed. The stone gate about one person wide could almost be shaken by humans.

The cave was dark and unclear. He had extraordinary eyesight and was not affected by the darkness. He walked along the flat road. After turning two turns, his eyes suddenly became clear.

In the cold air, there is an ice lake in front of you, which almost occupy the entire valley. There is broken ice by the lake, but a lotus grows in the middle of the lake.

This lotus is different from the ordinary lotus. It turns out to be red, beautiful and dazzling, and is as strong as a ball of flames burning on the water.

Surrounding the valley are flat medicinal gardens, each medicinal garden is only one acre, some are blooming, some are bear fruit, and some are still green buds.

The valley is quiet and silent.

Leng Fei's face turned gloomy.

The coldness of the valley can suppress blood, but it cannot hide it from his sensitive nose.
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