Ye Feng's words were loud and clear, resounding throughout the entire courtyard.
From setting up the demonic formation, to luring the enemy, to closing the door to start the battle, it was all done in one go, smooth and natural.
Those who didn't know would think that Ye Feng had been planning this for a few days.
However, in reality, from the moment he entered the Gate of Heaven until now, it had only been two days.
To be able to face the tide of corpses head-on in the Soul Death Town, which was equivalent to the difficulty of a mid-level Martial Disciple …
This kind of behavior was truly unimaginable to the High Scholar.
… ….
"This …" Good, good, good. "
Three "good" words in a row were a portrayal of Han Yue's current state of mind.
"Ye Feng, you actually want to fight me like a trapped beast. It seems like I've underestimated you. However, just you wait. When this flute music ends, it will be the beginning of your deaths … "
At this moment, Han Yue no longer had any intention of underestimating him. She took a dozen more steps back with a solemn expression. Holding the jade flute, the sound it emitted suddenly increased by an octave.
The ghost servants who were still in the courtyard immediately grimaced in pain under the sound of the flute. The veins on their bodies swelled …
… ….
"Swish, swish."
Another afterimage of a sword flashed past. Three or four bloody holes appeared on the neck of a ghost servant. His body relaxed and he slowly fell to the ground.
Zhao Shucheng pulled out his sword and hurriedly called out, "Hurry up, move faster. You can all hear that the flute has changed its tune, right? The more ghost servants we kill now, the more chance we have to survive before the flute music ends …"
"Alright." Everyone shouted in unison. Their movements were swift and efficient, without the slightest bit of carelessness.
Although this team was formed at the last minute, they were not careless in such a critical moment.
The excellent conditions that Ye Feng had created encouraged everyone, allowing them to see the hope of reversing the situation and work hard for it.
Zhao Shucheng paused for a moment and scanned the entire arena. His gaze stopped on someone and he immediately revealed a look of surprise, "Ye Feng, we're all using our full strength. What the hell are you doing?"
"Aren't I researching your Ice Empress Sword?"
It turned out that he saw Ye Feng brandishing his sword left and right. He tried to use the sword in his hand, but he didn't see him killing any ghost servants.
"What …"
Zhao Shucheng was stunned when he heard this and froze on the spot. "Did you hear what the ghost servant's master said? Furthermore, don't you already have the Violet Lightning Flying Sword? What time is it now? Why are you still researching the Ice Empress Sword? "
"My Violet Lightning Flying Sword accidentally bent, so I wanted to …"
Zhao Shucheng sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't help but be shocked by the other party's shamelessness.
Curled blade? A flying sword at the peak of the Spirit Level could bend its blade?
Wasn't it working just fine just now?
Ye Feng honestly asked for advice and smiled, "Didn't you say that this Ice Emperor Sword was passed down from my ancestors? Then what tricks do you have to use it? If I don't get this explanation, I'm afraid I won't be able to concentrate on killing ghost servants. "
"You …"
"Alright, I'm sharpening my knife to chop firewood. Don't hide it anymore. Hurry up and tell me the trick. Don't delay everyone's …" Fighter jet. "
When he said the word "fighter jet", Zhao Shucheng's expression froze. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Normally, not only would he ignore Ye Feng, he would even give him the soles of his shoes.
However, now was the time for them to unite and face the enemy together. No one could afford to let go of the chain.
Who knew what would happen when the sound of the cold moon's flute stopped?
Everything needed to be prepared for a rainy day.
"Alright, I owe you. In any case, this Ice Emperor Sword is already yours. The situation is urgent now. Since you want the trick, I'll give it to you."
Zhao Shucheng gritted his teeth and held something tightly in his arms. After a long while, he let go and threw a small ring to Ye Feng.
"This is …" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.
Zhao Shucheng's face twitched, "Do you still remember the ring that I gave you before that symbolizes the Zhao Family's VIP status? The ring that I'm giving you now is the ring that symbolizes the Zhao Family's bloodline. Fill it with spiritual energy and you can use the frost energy of the Ice Emperor Sword."
If it was a weapon that had been passed down from generation to generation, others could casually wave it and use it without any restrictions. It would most likely be a shabby item.
Right now, the Ice Emperor Sword could only be activated with a ring, so it was naturally not an ordinary item.
And Zhao Shucheng had given his ring to Ye Feng. It was obvious that he had done his best to survive.
This was a good opportunity that would never come again. In the future, Zhao Shucheng would definitely not be willing to give it to Ye Feng. He took out the ring and gave it to Ye Feng.
"So that's how it is. Then I'll give it a try."
Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he immediately put on the ring that Zhao Shucheng had given him. A wave of spiritual energy surged out from his arms and attached itself to the ring, releasing rays of ice crystal light.
"The Zhao Family's magic treasure does have some tricks up its sleeve."
He clicked his tongue and sighed. Then, he reached out to grab the hilt of the Ice Emperor Sword. An ethereal and deep battle intent surged in his heart. Even the faint light on the ring suddenly enlarged.
Before Ye Feng could control it, a strange force surged out from the tip of the Ice Emperor Sword.
Ye Feng's reaction was also extremely fast. Seeing that something was wrong, he immediately pointed it at a ghost servant. Waves of Ice Soul Cold Qi suddenly erupted from the tip of the sword.
"Yes."
The energy snake twisted and turned. Clusters of ice crystal energy condensed in front of the ghost servant in front of him. Layer after layer, it spread from the ghost servant's feet to his chest and finally condensed on his face.
The other party didn't even have time to express any surprise before his entire body was frozen solid.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
A glint flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He took the opportunity to retrieve the Ice Emperor Sword.
The "ice sculpture" in front of him was pulled down by the force of his hand.
With a loud and clear sound, smoke and dust rose in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the ghost servant who was standing there had turned into ice shards all over the ground.
This scene was especially eye-catching. Even Han Yue, who was playing the jade flute, lowered her head and looked at Ye Feng meaningfully.
"Not bad, Zhao Shucheng, this magic treasure of yours is quite powerful."
Ye Feng laughed in satisfaction. He nodded and raised his head to look at Zhao Shucheng.
However, he found that the other party had let out a short and spasming breath. He stood rooted to the spot, just like the "ice sculpture" from before.
"This …"
Zhao Shucheng was stunned for a moment, and half of his face twitched, "I've been forced by my father to study it for more than half a year, but I still can't unleash the power of this Ice Emperor Sword. How can you be able to do this when you've just started and you haven't even warmed up the Ice Emperor Sword yet?"
Ye Feng chuckled, "Then it seems that this Ice Emperor Sword and I are quite fated. You might as well give this ring to me."
One had to know that Ye Feng was a Martial Ancestor Realm expert in his previous life. This method of transforming qi into shape was completely different from Zhao Shucheng's.
As for the so-called ancestral magic treasure, in the eyes of a Martial Ancestor Realm expert like Ye Feng, there was nothing much to say. After all, the magic treasure that Ye Feng used in the past had become an ancestral magic treasure in the mouths of his descendants after a few hundred years.
"Who said I'm giving it to you? I'm just lending it to you." Zhao Shucheng was stunned for a moment. His expression was slightly sullen. "If you really dare to snatch my ring, be careful that I …"
"Could it be that you've forgotten about the blood contract you made before and the oath that you will never take revenge?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
"You …"
Zhao Shucheng's body suddenly trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning.
That's right, he remembered.
The words he had spoken earlier had, without a doubt, already determined his fate of not being able to retaliate when he was tricked by Ye Feng.
He would never be able to take revenge for the rest of his life. Although this bet didn't seem to have any substantial losses, if one really thought about it carefully, they would be able to make a good fuss out of it.
Because, not to mention the ring, even if he cut off one of Zhao Shucheng's arms, according to the oath, he still couldn't take revenge.
"Alright, don't worry about it so much. I've already said it before, magic treasures and the like are just worldly possessions. Human life is the most important thing. Right now, our enemy is only her. "
Ye Feng smiled solemnly and raised his head. His expression gradually turned cold as he raised the Ice Emperor Sword and pointed at where Han Yue was. The two of them looked at each other. The cold killing intent in each other's eyes was obvious.
Zhao Shucheng didn't even have time to say anything.
On Ye Feng's side, he had already moved.
"This is the final sprint. Everyone, hurry up!"
He activated the Ice Emperor Sword along the way, and the white light suddenly flourished.
The Qi emitted from the tip of the sword was like a thousand year old profound ice, freezing several ghost servants in a row. Its might was fierce and its speed was so fast that it left people flabbergasted.
It was fine if he didn't make a move, but when he did, it was as powerful as thunder.
Without a doubt, Ye Feng's killing intent had aroused the courage in everyone's hearts.
"If we follow them, the flute music will stop. What are we waiting for?"
"That's right, if we don't fight now, when will we? With Ye Feng's Ice Emperor Sword opening the way, now is the time for a great battle."
Some conditions needed to be prepared before the battle.
Some conditions could only be fulfilled during wartime. For example, Ye Feng had obtained the ring corresponding to the Ice Emperor Sword.
If it was a different time, a different place, and a different person, Zhao Shucheng wouldn't hand over his ring, and Ye Feng wouldn't be able to activate the potential of the Ice Emperor Sword …
In the courtyard.
With everyone working together and Ye Feng using the Ice Emperor Sword to attack, the speed of the killing increased by more than one fold.
Spiritual energy swirled in the air as the sword entered and exited. Blood splattered everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three ghost servants left.
And at this moment, the flute music stopped …
The song ended.
Han Yue put down the jade flute, and a cold smile appeared on her pale lips.
"There are still ghost servants left. That means that all of you are finished …"
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