Chapter 845 Huge Harvest (1)

The Eighth-Rank Peak Flying Snow Sword Sect Sect Master fled into a forest without any beasts.

He was confident that with his speed and his familiarity with this forest, he could do it if he wanted to escape from the opponent's pursuit.

However, at this moment, an unpleasant feeling suddenly came from within the body.

He could feel that his body was rapidly becoming cold.

His blood started to condense uncontrollably.

Freezes quickly into ice.

Then, one of his blood vessels was pierced by the ice thorn.

The ice thorns all over the body quickly converged on the heart, forming a larger ice thorn.

He could feel that this ice thorn could completely kill him.

And the most terrifying thing is that his life-saving cards are completely useless.

As an eighth-order peak powerhouse, the suzerain of the Flying Snow Sword Sect, he has ten life-saving cards.

What kind of body protection formation stone plate, skill stone, jade amulet and the like.

Every life-saving trump card can resist an attack from an eighth-order peak powerhouse.

In other words, he has eleven lives.

However, at this time, his eleven lives were useless at all.

Because the threat to his life did not come from outside, but from inside.

All his life-saving cards are used to defend against external attacks. How could he ever defend against internal attacks?

He was careless.

He was too careless.

He saw that there were no footprints or traces on the snow just now, so he thought it was safe.

Unexpectedly, a wild dragon has been hidden in it.

Obviously, it is impossible for the other party to know in advance that he is coming here and hide it early.

But in the process of escaping, he hid here.

But why are there no traces left here?

How did he know that the ice blade was a perverted existence that could step on the snow without a trace.

However, just when Xue Yijian was desperate, a cold voice came:

"Stop or die."

This made him slightly relieved.

Since the other party did not kill him immediately, it means that there is still a chance to negotiate conditions.

"I'll give you anything you want, as long as you let me go."

he said.

As the sect master of Flying Snow Sword Sect, he can give a wild dragon almost everything he wants.

However, the voice did not speak again after saying that sentence.

It's not a matter of letting him go, and it's not a matter of staying.

Looking back, in the sky, those guys have already caught up.

He understood, this one was hidden in the dark, obviously with those guys.

This made him even more desperate.

After a while, Wen Zilong and the others have arrived.

Wen Zilong saw Xue Yijian standing motionless in the snow, he nodded and said:

"Bing Blade, well done."

"Thank you Dragon Lord."

A cold voice replied.

Xue Yijian was stunned: "Ice Blade? Killer Ice Blade?"

Isn't that a seventh-order supreme powerhouse?

The killer of the seventh-order supreme powerhouse, can he restrain himself?

Even if he has been promoted, he is only in the early stage of the eighth rank.

A killer in the early stage of the eighth-order can restrain himself, a peak eighth-order powerhouse?

Wen Zilong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him at this time, and said, "Two ways for you, surrender, or die."

Xue Yijian did not hesitate: "Submit."

Wen Zilong was not surprised.

If Xue Yijian had the backbone, he would not have left the Great Elder and the tens of thousands of disciples in the sect and escaped alone.

For Wen Zilong, it saved the trouble of fighting with him again.

The leader's will directly controls Xue Yijian.

Xue Yijian is useful to him.

And it's useful.

"Xue Yijian, when I gather a hundred supreme powerhouses in the future, I will hand them over to you. You help me practice the Blizzard Sword Formation."

"Yes, Dragon Lord."

Xue Yijian replied respectfully.

This is the main reason why Wen Zilong left Xue Yijian.

Just imagine, when you gather 100 supreme powerhouses in the future, the Blizzard Sword Formation will start to practice, and whoever comes and dies below the ninth rank.

"Xue Yijian, let me ask you a question. Is it possible for this Blizzard sword formation to kill or resist the attack of the ninth-order extraordinary powerhouse?"

Wen Zilong suddenly thought in a whimsical way.

If it were any other wild dragon, he would not think so.

After all, the ninth-rank powerhouse is almost a world of difference for the eighth-rank powerhouse.

It's like a group of ants who come up with something out of order and want to kill the elephant.

is it possible?

Well, it is theoretically possible.

Xue Yijian's answer did not disappoint Wen Zilong.

"Dragon Master, in theory, there is such a possibility. When the previous suzerain handed the Blizzard Sword Formation to me, he once said that as long as the number of supreme powerhouses can reach one thousand, they can fight against ninth-order extraordinary powerhouses. Just."

Wen Zilong was overjoyed: "Well, then I'll find a way to get you a thousand supreme powerhouses."

"Yes, Dragon Lord."

Xue Yijian still said respectfully.

Then he said: "Dragon Lord, I have a suggestion."

"Say."

"To practice the Blizzard Sword Formation, you must be very proficient in the Flying Snow Swordsmanship. How many supreme powerhouses are under the Dragon Lord's hands, hand them over to me. From today onwards, I will start teaching them the Flying Snow Swordsmanship."

Wen Zilong nodded and said to Si Hong: "Si Hong, let all the supreme powerhouses come to the Flying Snow Sword Sect to practice Flying Snow Swordsmanship."

"Yes."

...

Next, Wen Zilong took the sect master of the Flying Snow Sword Sect and returned to the Flying Snow Sword Sect.

In the Flying Snow Sword Sect, all the savage dragons saw the Sect Master returning, and hope instantly rose in their hearts.

However, when they saw the sect master followed by the wild dragons, the hopes in their hearts were instantly dashed.

It seems that the sovereign has descended.

Since both the elders and the sect masters have descended, they naturally have nothing to say.

Of course, there are currently more than 50,000 disciples here, and it is impossible for Wen Zilong to control them all with the will of the leader.

So it has to be tough.

Thinking of this, he looked down and said:

"I have always been very talkative. Your suzerain and the great elder have all surrendered to me. I will not force you all to surrender to me. I will give you two paths, either surrender or die. You choose."

When the disciples of the Flying Snow Sword Sect heard the words, they all secretly complained in their hearts.

It's called giving us choice?

You are obviously forcing us.

However, since even the Sect Master and the Great Elder have surrendered, what reason do they have to die for a bit of backbone?

Therefore, all the disciples knelt down and expressed their surrender.

Wen Zilong nodded and said, "Since you have already surrendered to me, then I naturally can't treat you badly. From now on, each of your disciples will receive twice as much Barbarian Dragon Stone every month."

A group of disciples originally thought of surrendering temporarily, and then looking for an opportunity to slip away.

But when I heard the doubling of the Dragon Stones every month, I was instantly moved.

Wen Zilong finished the lure and said to Xue Yijian next to him:

"Let's go, take me to the zongku in your sect."