Ye Fenghuang didn't think so much. Since Xiao Chen said that she wanted to give it to her, she would not deliberately quit her politeness.
In her young heart, there is no difference between Brother Xiao Chen and herself.
She jumped from Xiao Chen's arms, and then flew directly to the Shui Han Sword floating in midair.
This made the little fox on her shoulders startled, and then jumped directly onto Xiao Chen's shoulders.
Then an amazing scene appeared in front of them, and the moment Ye Fenghuang pounced on Shui Hanjian, Shui Hanjian took the initiative to fly into his hand.
Every Celestial Soldier on the Zhongtianluo Continent has its own spirituality and is inherently resistant to everyone who uses it, unless the user conquers it.
It was the first time everyone present had seen this situation where the heavenly soldiers took the initiative to choose the master.
It's not that this kind of thing has never happened, but that it has happened too little, which is simply rare.
Ye Fenghuang, who held the Shuihan Sword in his hand, suddenly felt like flesh and blood.
It seems that she and this sword have already known each other, but they haven't seen each other for a long time.
At the same time, the ancient Heavenly Phoenix bloodline that had been activated in Ye Fenghuang's body began to tremble.
The tremor of the bloodline gave Ye Fenghuang an impulse to vent, and the cold inside his body even went out uncontrollably.
The Shuihan Sword encounters the ancient Heavenly Phoenix bloodline, and the interaction between the two is bound to create this situation.
"What a strong cold energy, even a strong Wuhou can hardly bear the cold!"
Bingyue looked at the cold air surging from Ye Fenghuang's body, and a thick jealous color emerged in her beautiful eyes.
Ye Fenghuang had just broken through a martial artist, and even with the blessing of the ancient Heavenly Phoenix bloodline, his combat power would not surpass a five-star martial artist, which was already a high estimate.
Now that he has obtained a high-grade heavenly soldier, his combat power has directly exploded, reaching the point where Wuhou must be jealous. It is really terrifying.
Xiao Chen could see that Ye Fenghuang had gathered a lot of power to vent at this time, but this was Master Xu's refining palace, it was impossible to fight wantonly here, so he could only let Ye Fenghuang go outside the palace.
He looked at the mid-air, Ye Fenghuang, who was already dyed with frost on the green silk, said: "Little Phoenix, go outside the palace and let Senior Dianqing fight with you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fenghuang nodded slightly to Xiao Chen below, and then his body turned into a silver streamer and flew out of the palace first.
Dianqing said to Xiao Chen: "Your Majesty, I'll go and discuss with the Princess."
The reason why Dianqing was allowed to accompany Ye Fenghuang in the fight was that, on the one hand, Dianqing's body was very strong, so there was no need to worry about him being injured by the Shuihan Sword.
In Qin Shimingyue, Tian Ci held Mo Xie, the fifth-ranked general in the sword, but still couldn't hurt Dianqing a bit. In the end, he could only kill Dianqing by poisoning him.
Now, Ye Fenghuang, who is far from Dianqing's strength, is naturally less likely to hurt him.
As for the other reason, it was because Dian Qing was a super strong with both physical and martial arts. He could fight against Ye Fenghuang without relying on True Qi. He controlled his strength more finely and could better avoid hurting Ye Fenghuang by mistake.
"Girl Bingyue, go out and have a look together?"
After everyone else followed Dianqing out, Xiao Chen faced Bing Yuedao beside him.
Bingyue nodded gently, and then took the lead to walk outside the palace.
I have to say that Bingyue is really an ice beauty who is all over the country, and an ice blue long dress makes her look cold and elegant.
Coupled with the cold temperament exuding from her, such a woman can arouse a man's desire to conquer.
However, Xiao Chen didn't have that much thought for the time being, and he didn't want to get **** when he saw a woman. He just simply admired Bingyue.
When Xiao Chen followed Bingyue to the outside of the palace, Ye Fenghuang was already fighting with Dianqing.
Ye Fenghuang knows Dianqing's strength very well, so she is not afraid of hurting Dianqing at all. With the Shuihan Sword in her hand, she willfully exerts the amazing power of her ancient Heavenly Phoenix bloodline.
"What a strong body, this person's strength is unfathomable," Bingyue muttered while watching Dianqing.
In fact, she had noticed Dianqing a long time ago. Will the strength of the people who can keep Xiao Chen with her around be worse?
"Senior Dianqing's strength can be ranked in the top three, or even first, under my hand!"
Seeing a look of surprise on Bing Yue's face, Xiao Chen walked to her and explained.
He is not lying, the single-round cultivation base Dianqing is indeed not the strongest, and the powerful strength of the six-star Wu Wang of Da Si Ming is enough to crush him.
But the real power of Dianqing lies in his physical strength, which can be sturdy and tough against the Nine Star Martial King.
Therefore, it is not wrong to say that he is the number one strong under his own.
Bingyue didn't get too entangled with this question, she turned her head, and a hint of curiosity was rarely passed over her cold and frosty face.
After a long time, she asked, "Why are you so good to Lord Saint?"
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that she would ask this question, but he still answered calmly: "Little Phoenix is my sister. I should treat her well."
Bingyue shook her head and said: "As far as I know, Lord Saint is not your biological sister. I don't think a person will treat her unrelated sister for no reason, so good to this extent."
Xiao Chen frowned, then said: "You seem to take people too badly."
Bingyue didn't answer, and set his eyes back on the battle between Ye Fenghuang and Dianqing.
There was a thoughtful expression on Xiao Chen's face. It seemed that this cold beauty was not as simple as she thought.
...
On a hill in a corner of the Jagged Dynasty, a handsome man dressed in white looked at the long sword in his hand and fell into contemplation.
"What is it that makes Shuihanjian have such a huge reaction?" the man muttered to himself.
But soon someone broke the calm. Around the man, some black-clothed masked men with long swords suddenly jumped out of the man's surroundings.
When these people appeared, they stabbed the long sword in their hands at the man mercilessly.
At the moment of his death, the man's face did not change in any way. The long sword in his hand was lightly stabbed to the ground, and then a thick layer of ice appeared on the ground out of thin air.
Click!
As soon as these hard ice appeared, they centered on the man and quickly spread to the surroundings and the sky.
When the long swords in the hands of the dozen or so masked swordsmen were less than one meter away from him, the heavy ice suddenly completely frozen them and they could no longer move.
"Gao Jianli, you must die today!"
After these dozen swordsmen were frozen, a voice full of killing intent came to the man's ears.
This man turned out to be Gao Jianli.
At the same time, more powerhouses rushed from all directions and surrounded Gao Jian.
There are as many as hundreds of these powerhouses, among them there are many powerhouses in the Wuzong realm, and there are even three Wuwang.
"I have let you go once, but you are so entangled, are the family so deceiving?"
Gao Jianli looked at the people surrounding him with cold eyes, and the chill of the Shui Hanjian in his hand grew stronger.
"Kill my Situ family young master, Gao Jianli, today I will wait for you to pay for my life!"
The leading old man among these warriors looked at Gao Jianli and said fiercely.