Chapter 862: Icefield (addition to the leader of the enchantress, the first one)

Chen Xi did not immediately go to the location of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Silkworm, but followed Fang Tang to find the famous Icefield Sword Saint.
The extreme north is full of ice and cold, except for the endless snow, there is almost no other scenery, it is deserted and inaccessible.
The four of Chen Xi have been wandering around here, but they have not found the Icefield Sword Saint.
On this day, Wu Tian finally couldn't hold back. He looked directly at Fang Tang, his face full of sullen anger.
"I said Fang Dajianxian, you don't know the way at all, do you let us look for it?" Wu Tian frowned, and he said angrily.
"Ahem, pavilion master Wu stays safe and restless, I guess it should be around here, let's find it hard." Fang Tang said with embarrassment after hearing Wu Tian's words.
"Don't talk nonsense to me, I don't think you know where the Icefield Sword Saint is. Moreover, after so many days of discovery, you are definitely a road idiot!" Wu Tian's entire face was pulled. When he came down, he scolded Fang Tang angrily, his eyes full of anger.
"Pavilion Master Wu, I can't blame me. There is a vast expanse of whiteness around here. No matter how good my memory is, I can't find the way!" Fang Tang said helplessly after hearing Wu Tian's words. .
"Well, you Fang Tang, you kid finally admitted that you've lost your way at all!" Wu Tianqi smiled reversibly, and he said aloud to Fang Tang, his expression very ugly.
Anyone who is led by the nose and walks in a daze for several days, it is estimated that his performance will not be much better than Wu Tian.
Because of Chen Xi's temperament, Rao is almost unable to hold back, let alone Wu Tian.
"Pavilion Master Wu, how about you lead the way?" Fang Tang sighed deeply, then said helplessly.
"Hmph, it's not me who is looking for the Icefield Swordmaster to ask the sword, what path shall I take!" Wu Tianmeng shook his head, and then said rudely.
"Senior Chen, what do you think?" After Fang Tang heard Wu Tian's words, he turned to look at Chen Xi, wanting to ask his opinion.
"Around eight thousand miles away from here, I felt a strong sword intent from there. It must be the location of the Icefield Sword Saint. Let's head over there." Chen Xi was hearing Fang Tang. After speaking, he slightly frowned his brows, and then said directly.
Fang Tang and Wu Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly moved towards the direction Chen Xi said.
Chen Xi grasped Lin Qianxue's shoulder with one hand, and his entire body disappeared into place instantly, at an extremely fast speed.
In the sky, only a dazzling cold light was left, and no figure was visible at all.
After more than ten minutes, everyone's body slowly fell to the ground, staying in front of a huge snow mountain.
The snow-capped mountain is huge, towering into the clouds, and covered with frost.
And the most amazing thing is the ravines on the mountain, which contain a very amazing sword intent, which makes people feel cold all over the body when they look at it.
Chen Xi stopped under the snow mountain. He raised his head and looked at the sword marks on the snow mountain. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The strength of this Icefield Sword Saint is really terrifying, and he deserves to be the number one powerhouse in the Far North.
You can see the leopard in the tube
Through these sword marks, one can observe some of the strength of the Icefield Sword Saint.
The Icefield Sword Saint became famous ten thousand years ago. No one knows where he came from. He only knows that his sword skills are shocking, and he has spent nearly ten thousand years of sword intent in the extreme north alone.
When the long sword was unsheathed, it was the sky and the earth. It killed several masters of the Dzogchen level one after another, and has since become famous in the world.
If it weren't for the existence of the Great Desolate Sword Sect, many people might recommend the Ice Plains Sword Saint as the first person in the Northern Desolate Region.
But even so, the name of the Icefield Sword Saint is still very loud, even the Holy Land Xuanmen dare not offend him easily.
"What a strong sword intent, hahaha... this is the opponent I'm looking for!" Fang Tang's eyes lit up after feeling the shocking sword intent, and then he laughed twice, his face The color of excitement.
"I heard that this Icefield Sword Saint was obsessed with kendo all his life, except for a three-foot cold front, he has no worries anymore, and I don't know whether this rumor is true or false." Wu Tian said to himself. His eyes were full of curiosity.
"Fang Jianxian, I think the strength of this Icefield Sword Saint seems to be higher than you. I advise you to be careful not to underestimate the enemy." Chen Xi groaned slightly before he faced him. Fang Tang said aloud.
Although Fang Tang is young now, he is already a master of the Great Perfection realm of Tianzun.
It's just that Chen Xi felt that the strength of this Icefield Sword Saint should be even more terrifying. Perhaps he had already touched the realm of the Great Emperor, and the worst was the power of a half-step Great Emperor.
"Sect Master Chen, please rest assured, Fang is only here to ask the sword, but he doesn't plan to fight the Icefield Swordmaster. I still know which one is more serious." Fang Tang, after hearing Chen Xi's kind reminder, confronted him. Chen Xi smiled slightly, and then said something, her eyes full of gratitude.
"That's the best, Fang Jianxian, you are still young after all, and you will have a bright future in the future. There is no need to be entangled with a momentary victory." Chen Xi reminded Fang Tang again after hearing Fang Tang's words.
"Thank you Sect Master Chen for your concern, Fang Mou understands." Fang Tang's mouth wore a confident smile, and his eyes were full of mad warfare.
"Let's climb the mountain first, I can't wait to see the fight between the two sword immortals." Wu Tian laughed twice, and then said something with a look of expectation.
Everyone moved towards the snow-capped mountain. They did not choose to use the technique of flying, but climbed step by step.
Climbing the snow-capped mountains on foot, this is everyone's respect for the Icefield Swordmaster.
And at the top of the snowy mountain, a man with long hair and fluttering open his eyes slowly, and an astonishing cold light flashed in his eyes.
At a position three feet beside the man, a long sword with only its hilt exposed was deeply inserted in the snow-capped mountains, exuding an astonishing chill.
If you observe carefully, you can discover an extremely surprising thing.
This iceberg does not seem to have formed naturally. The reason why it has such an astonishing chill is entirely because of the long sword.
The long-haired man looked down the mountain, as if looking down at sentient beings and ants.
The Icefield Sword Saint felt an astonishing sword intent that seemed to tear the sky from Fang Tang's body, making his eyes light up.
"It's been a long time since I saw a kendo master like this, I hope you can do more." The eyes of the Icefield Sword Saint Land slowly closed, the divine light was completely restrained, and there was no cold light anymore, and then he said to himself One sentence.