I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 180

Ye Yuanchuan brought Feng Zhi back to the small courtyard outside the gate of Wangxian Mountain.

After confirming that Fengzhi was fine, he adjusted his breath and began to heal the wound on his arm.

Close your eyes, you can see the appearance of Yuan Linghu when he drew his sword.

"Huh—" Ye Jinchuan sighed, picked up the Jiujie beside him, and tried to pull it out, but the sword didn't move at all.

In the past, that person told him that only she could pull out this sword.

He didn't believe it, so he secretly took her nine knots and searched all the brothers and sisters in Manshan to pull them out. However, as she said, no one in the entire Wangxianmen could pull out their swords.

So he yelled, she must be lying to him, Jiujie must not be a sword, but just an ordinary bamboo stick.

She didn't care what he said, she just said that the sword was a murderer, so it's better not to draw it out if it's okay.

The day she pulled out the nine knots, she left him on that day.

So, he believed it.

"Master—"

Feng Zhi looked at Ye Yuanchuan who was in a daze, got up and got out of bed, he didn't react until he got close to him.

After she fainted, she lost consciousness. She didn't know what happened behind, but she could be sure that he didn't attack her.

"Are you awake? I'm sorry..." Ye Jinchuan looked up at Feng Zhi, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, he knew that he should not lose his composure in front of his disciples, nor should he let go of any evil monster in the world, but he just Can't hold back.

Feng Zhi shook his head, sat next to Ye Jinchuan and said, "She's so powerful, even if Master doesn't stop her, I won't be able to keep her. I still have this bit of self-knowledge."

"Master, don't worry, I will return to this mission, so I said, I don't have enough mana to fight." When Feng Zhi said this, she felt a little bit unwilling, but she was indeed aware of the constraints of her own mana, otherwise...

"Thank you! If she commits any more evil deeds, I will personally go...to arrest her." Ye Jinchuan put down the nine knots, touched the wound, and frowned slightly.

"Master, you are hurt."

Now that they were getting closer, Feng Zhi discovered the wound on Ye Jinchuan's body. The blood stains were black and attached to the Xuanyi, making it almost impossible to detect. If the Xuanyi hadn't been torn, exposing the shocking wound .

"It's been dealt with, and it will be fine after a few days of cultivation." Ye Jinchuan smiled and glanced at Jiujie. He had never experienced the true strength of this sword.

Feng Zhi took out a white scarf from his waist and tied it to Ye Jinchuan's wound, then picked up the nine knots that Ye Jinchuan had put down, so Ye Jinchuan watched quietly, his eyes following the nine knots.

"This is actually a sword! Is it true that only the master can pull it out?" She had already guessed.

"Yes."

"呲-"

Impulsively, she barely exerted any force on her wrist, but the uncomfortable feeling in her heart led her to gently move the hilt of the sword.

that sword!

She pulled it out!
There was a moment of silence in the room.

Both of them were so stunned that they didn't know what to say.

They looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

But the sword was indeed pulled out by Feng Zhi, the cold sword body reflected Feng Zhi's handsome face, and the green scabbard exuded a faint luster, this is the Nine Festivals!

Ye Jinchuan raised his hand, Feng Zhi could see it clearly, that hand trembled slightly in mid-air.

"Master...does this sword deny its owner?" Feng Zhi put the sword back into its sheath, and handed it into Ye Yuanchuan's palm.

"..."

Ye Jinchuan didn't speak, and tried to grab the hilt of the sword and pull it out, but Jiujie was just a bamboo stick in his hand.

"Master can't pull it out!?" Feng Zhi looked down at the palm of his drawing sword. If it was true as what Master said, how could he pull it out?

"Perhaps...you are destined for this sword." Ye Jinchuan stared blankly at the sword in his hand, how many things did he not know?

A sense of powerlessness surged into Ye Jinchuan's heart, perhaps the only way to find the answer is to find her again, but...

The jade plaques on the waists of the two flickered at the same time. When they cast spells to guide them, it turned out to be a distress signal from the same sect. It read: Extreme Arctic Ice Forest, Jielong is here!

"Master? What is Jielong?"

There are too many monsters in this world, Feng Zhi couldn't identify them all after all, especially ones as rare as Jielong, she had never heard of them.

"It is said that Jielong appeared suddenly thousands of years ago, and was killed by his ancestors. He will reappear every few hundred years. I don't know where he was born? I don't know where he died? A hundred miles will be devastated, and no grass will grow, so it must not be allowed to enter the territory of the human race."

"Such a terrifying monster?" Feng Zhi was already startled when he heard that, she was a little scared, and she hoped that he would not go.

"Zhi'er, Master has to help the brothers and sisters. It has always been the duty of our sect to kill Jielong. As cultivators in Wangxianmen, we are obliged." Ye Jinchuan understands that killing Jielong has always been the duty The responsibility of the strongest person in the Wangxianmen, now the Wangxianmen, the master of the sect, should be the strongest.

"But Master is still hurt." Feng Zhi wanted to persuade him, but she had been with Ye Jinchuan for so long, would she not know his temper?She couldn't stop it.

"It's okay, this little injury won't affect much." Ye Jinchuan stood up.

"I'll go with Master!" Feng Zhi also followed him.

"Okay." Ye Jinchuan smiled and nodded towards Feng Zhi with satisfaction. He hoped that his disciples would be so responsible.

Stepping on the nine knots, walking on the clouds, overlooking the sky, the direction of the extreme north is full of fire, and the sword light suddenly appeared, it should be that the people in Wangxianmen fought with the Jielong.

The two swooped down, Jielong came into their sight.

It is hundreds of feet long, with two wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and underneath is endless darkness.

The sound of the wings was deafening, and the wings drove the wind and waves, sweeping the ice forest into a mess, and the cultivators were in a panic.

"Master Ye! Master Ye is here!"

The cultivators shouted in unison, seeing Ye Jinchuan, they seemed to see hope.

More than half of the cultivators who came here have been lost, and the rest of the cultivators have lost their strength. If there is no reinforcements in the door, they may not be able to last for another incense stick.

"Wang Xianmen disciples, set up formation!"

Logically speaking, Ye Jinchuan did not have the right to order them, but each of them obeyed obediently, because they were from the same sect, and because they all had the same purpose - to kill demons and eliminate evil, so that the human race would not suffer any more!
Hundreds of magic circles bounced around Jielong, and not far away, nearly a thousand magic lights rushed towards this place.

The six halls of Wangxianmen are mobilized together. For thousands of years, they have been the only sect in the world. They are divided into six halls and belong to one sect. I would like to sacrifice myself to protect the world.

Not for anything else, just because I have been trained in this sect since I was a child, and the ancestors have trained it. All members of the sect must take it as their duty to protect the common people in the world!

A long cry, more than a thousand magic circles.

The wind urges people to move, but the mind does not change.

(End of this chapter)