Fan Luhua looked at him and snorted, "Leng Fei, is this a mistake? It's Xiao Song below. What should you do if you miss it, kill him?"

Leng Fei said with a smile: "How is it possible? It's not a bed below the hole, and it's impossible for the flying knife to fall on him."

The ice bed avoided the hole, so even if something fell down, it would not hit the person on the bed.

The entrance of the cave was facing the cold pond, with white air rising up.

"That wouldn't disturb him, either." Fan Luhua snorted.

Li Qingdi smiled and looked at Leng Fei meaningfully, knowing that it was his purpose, and it must have a deep meaning.

Yang Ruobing also thought about something.

If he continues this sword, he will definitely do something. She is the Divine Sword that has seen Leng Fei and can shoot it at any place.

She could conclude that this knife had already shot Song Yuhan.

As the young master of Jingxue Palace, she also deeply hated Song Yuhan. How could she say it? She just shook her head.

This Leng Fei is much more cruel than himself!

Leng Fei clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Senior, what should I do? No one expected that this knife would fall into it. This is the Tianlei Sword I just got in the competition, it is a treasure sword."

"Tianth Thunder Knife..." Fan Luhua nodded: "I heard that this knife was hit by Tianth Thunder and tempered by Tianth Thunder. It is a little sharper than the mortal body. The others are nothing unusual, so it can be considered a treasure sword."

Leng Fei said: "It is rare that I have such a treasure knife, so I can't lose it. Senior Fan, I want to go in and salvage it."

"You are really ignorant and fearless." Fan Luhua shook his head and said, "This evil-washing pool is not an ordinary cold pool. Even if I enter, there is only one death. You are not allowed to think of your Heavenly Thunder Sword!"

Leng Fei frowned, full of reluctance, and glared at Zhang Tianpeng.

Zhang Tianpeng scratched his head and smiled honestly: "Who knew you would miss the shot!"

Leng Fei snorted: "If it weren't for your sneak attack, how could I have shot missed!"

"Since I've been punched, why bother to shoot!" Zhang Tianpeng said unwillingly: "Don't rely on me anyway!"

Leng Fei shook his head and sighed disappointedly: "Senior Fan, then you have to go down and take a look. Maybe it will not fall into the cold pond."

"You're still thinking about good things." Fan Luhua snorted: "You should put away your little thoughts!"

The two middle-aged men stared at him unkindly.

A middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Once the person in the Xinie Pond enters, you cannot disturb him within an hour!"

Leng Fei frowned.

Another middle-aged man said: "Song Yuhan violated the rules of the sect. When he entered the Snow Pond, he had already dealt with the rules of the sect. Mingyuexuan has the virtue of being a virtuous person. He will not forgive his sins for all evil, but he will leave a glimmer of life. Song Yuhan may have a glimmer of life, so he cannot disturb him!"

They all saw through Leng Fei's intentions and wanted to enter the Sweet Pond, but they were obviously worried that Song Yuhan wanted to interfere, so as not to really break through the innate realm.

They secretly look forward to it.

Every time a disciple enters the Shave Pond, there is a possibility of miracles, and maybe this one is this one!

"Oh..." Leng Fei showed a disappointed look: "What about that hour later?"

"It's OK in one hour." said the middle-aged man.

Leng Fei nodded slowly: "That's an hour later."

"Let's wait!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The white air suddenly appeared again, and the surroundings suddenly became cold, returning to the same appearance as Song Yuhan had before he entered.

Fan Luhua's face changed slightly and she looked at the two middle-aged people.

The middle-aged man's face also became solemn and he slowly shook his head.

They all know what this means.

The white air surged up again, which meant that there was no flesh and blood to drill, and the body under the hole was no longer alive, so the white air ignored it.

This means that Song Yuhan has completely died!

It was only a quarter of an hour before. It was extremely difficult for the masters of the twelfth-level building to persevere until now, but unfortunately they have not been able to survive.

Leng Fei looked at Fan Luhua: "Senior Fan, is this..."

"Don't say more!" Fan Luhua said.

Leng Fei shuts his mouth.

Li Qingdi came closer and whispered: "Master, Senior Brother Song is no longer successful, right?"

Fan Luhua shook her head gently.

Li Qingdi said: "If you go down to save it now, can you still save it alive?"

"I can't save it anymore." Fan Luhua said: "And there is no need to save it. This is the way he chose himself. If he doesn't win, no one can blame him."

Li Qingdi frowned and pondered, silently.

Fan Luhua said: "It's okay to use conspiracy and scheming to others. If you use your fellow disciples, that's a death sentence."

Li Qingdi nodded slightly: "Since Senior Brother Song is dead, can Leng Fei go down to find the Tianlei Sword?"

"No." Fan Luhua said: "Let's go down first."

Li Qingdi won’t say much.

Fan Luhua looked at the two middle-aged people.

The two middle-aged men had a calm face and nodded slowly.

Yang Ruobing came to Leng Fei, but his eyes were staring at the other side.

Fan Luhua and the two middle-aged men flew out of the well, and the white air disappeared again, and it was obvious that they were rushing towards the three of them.

The three of them fell down and saw Song Yuhan on the futon on the bed. He had turned into an ice sculpture. He closed his eyes and had a smile on his face, as if he was in a dream.

They shook their heads gently, and they were completely dead.

The cold pond is strange. People who are trapped in the cold will lose their minds and enter a beautiful dream. If they can wake up, this will be the first level.

Then there is the second level, endless pain comes. If you can suppress this pain, you will pass the second level.

After passing two levels, you will enter the innate world.

He had a smile on his face, obviously he had not been able to pass the first level.

"Oh..., what a pity." Fan Luhua said.

The two middle-aged man said, "I can only say that he is obsessed with ghosts and lust, so this disaster should be born!"

Fan Luhua's eyes sterned and landed on the Thunder Knife ten feet away.

Two middle-aged people also saw it.

"Leng Fei is lucky. The Tianlei Sword has not fallen into the pond and can still be picked up."

Falling into the cold pond means losing. Now that I have not fallen into it, I can only say that I have a great luck, and luck is the most helpless thing.

"Hmph!" Fan Luhua curled her lips and suddenly flicked her sleeves.

"Pop!" The Heavenly Thunder Knife fell into the cold pond, and there was no trace after a slight sound.

The two middle-aged men suddenly widened their eyes.

Fan Luhua glared at them in a silence: "Don't make a fuss, just say that I didn't see it, I've fallen into the pond!"

"This..." a middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Junior Sister Fan, why bother!"

"This kid is a scoundrel." Fan Luhua snorted.

The two knew each other Xiaoxiao.

They knew that Fan Luhua thought Leng Fei was blocking Li Qingdi's words, for fear that Li Qingdi would not be able to stop him in the end and would break the Tianxin Yingyue Divine Art.

But Li Qingdi's Tianxin Yingyue Divine Art is already extremely powerful, otherwise she would not have stepped into the twelve-level building in one fell swoop. There is no need to worry at all, she, the master, is worried about nothing.

"No one is allowed to say it out loud, no one is allowed to say it!" Fan Luhua snorted.

The two hesitated.

Fan Luhua's bright eyes burst into cold light. The two of them were startled and said quickly: "Yes, we didn't see anything!"

If something else involves the rules of the sect, they will never be able to adapt, but they can turn a blind eye to this matter.

Leng Fei's voice came from above: "Senior Fan, two seniors, can there be a Tianlei Sword?"

"No!" Fan Luhua said.

"Can Mr. Song save him?"

"cannot."

"Oh..." Leng Fei sighed and said in a deep voice: "It's all my sins. Since I die because of me, I can't be at peace, and I have to punish myself to be at ease!"

"How to punish?" Fan Luhua looked up and snorted, "Qingdi, take him down to speak!"

Li Qingdi put on his shoulder, and the two of them jumped out of the Sweet Pond.
Chapter completed!