Ye Feng's words reverberated throughout the entire courtyard.

From setting up the evil formation, to luring the enemy, then starting a war with the door closed, all of this was done in one go. Everything was done in a smooth manner, everything was done in a natural manner.

Those who didn't know that, would think that Ye Feng had already planned for several days.

In fact, it had only been two days since he had entered the Gate of Heaven.

Being able to fight against the berserk wave of corpses head-on in the Spirit Death Town, which was the equivalent of a mid-level Martial Disciple.

It was hard for Master to imagine such a thing.

… ….

"This... "Good, good, good."

The three words "good" were exactly what Hanyue was feeling now that she had been angered.

"Ye Feng, you actually want to do a beast trap battle with me. It looks like I've underestimated you. However, just you wait. When the flute song ends, it'll be the start of your group's demise …"

At this moment, Han Yue's heart no longer held any trace of underestimation. He repeatedly retreated over ten steps, his face solemn. Holding onto the jade flute, the sound he made suddenly increased by an octave.

The ghost servant still remained in the yard. Under the flute's tune that was eight degrees higher, he immediately bared his teeth and grimaced. The veins in his entire body also continued to bulge …

… ….

whoosh whoosh *

Another afterimage of a sword flashed by. Three more b.l.o.o.d.y holes appeared in a ghost servant's neck. His body relaxed and slowly fell to the ground.

Zhao Shucheng drew his sword and hastily called out, "Hurry up, move faster. You can hear the tune of the flute, right? The more ghost servants we kill now, only then will we have a chance to live before the flute music finishes …"

"Okay!" Everyone shouted together. Their hands moved quickly and without any hesitation.

Although this team was formed on a temporary basis, it was not weak at all in such a critical moment.

The excellent conditions that Ye Feng had created had inspired everyone, allowing them to see the hope of turning the tables around and strive hard for it.

Zhao Shucheng paused for a moment and looked around. When his gaze landed on someone, a surprised expression immediately appeared on his face, "Ye Feng, we are all using our full strength. What the h.e.l.l are you doing?"

"Aren't I studying your Ice Emperor Sword?"

It turned out that he saw Ye ZIfeng waving his sword left and right in an attempt to kill some ghost servant.

"What …"

Zhao Shucheng was stunned by what he had heard. "Did you hear what the ghost servant master said? Besides, don't you already have a Zenith Lightning Flying Sword? What are you studying the Ice Emperor Sword for now?"

"My Zigzag Lightning Flying Sword had accidentally curled its blade, that's why I thought …"

Zhao Shucheng sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't help but be shocked by the other party's thick skin.

Scroll blade, a flying sword at the peak of the Spirit level.

Wasn't this used just now …

Ye Feng asked for advice honestly and smiled, "Didn't you say that this Ice Emperor Sword was pa.s.sed down from my ancestors? Then, what trick is there to use it? If I can't get this explanation, I'm afraid that I won't be able to focus on killing ghost servants."

"You …"

"Alright, I was sharpening the knife to chop wood, so don't hide it. Hurry up and tell me the trick, don't delay everyone …" "Fighter."

When he said the word "fighter jet," Zhao Shucheng was stunned. His mouth twitched a little. Normally, not only would he not pay attention to Ye Feng, he would even give him a kick.

However, now was the time to unite against the enemy. No one could afford to let go of their chains.

Who knew what would happen when the sound of the cold moon's flute stopped?

Everything needed to be prepared in advance.

"Alright, I owe you one. Anyway, this Ice Emperor Sword already belongs to you. Now that the situation is urgent, since you want to know the trick, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Shucheng gritted his teeth as he tightly held onto something in his arms. After a while, he let go and threw out a small ring to the leaf tip.

"This is …" Ye Feng slightly squinted his eyes.

Zhao Shucheng looked a little pained. "Remember the ring that you were given, which symbolizes your status as a distinguished guest of the Zhao Family? The ring that I'm giving you now is the ring that symbolizes the bloodline of the Zhao Family. If you fill it with spiritual energy, you can use the Frost Qi from the Ice Emperor Sword."

If it was an ancestral weapon, others could use it just by swinging it. If there were no restrictions on it, then it would most likely be a shabby weapon.

Currently, the Ice Emperor Sword could only be activated with a ring, so it was naturally no ordinary sword.

And Zhao Shucheng gave his ring to Ye Feng, clearly to save his own life.

This was a good opportunity, so he didn't want to lose it. In the future, Zhao Shucheng definitely wouldn't be willing to part with it. He took out his ring and gave it to Ye Feng.

"So that's how it is. Let me try …"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. He immediately put on the ring that Zhao Shucheng gave him. Spiritual Qi surged out from his arms and attached itself to the ring, releasing rays of s.h.i.+mmering ice crystals.

"The Zhao Family's magic treasure does indeed have some tricks to it."

He sighed and reached out to grasp the hilt of the Ice Emperor's sword. His heart suddenly surged with an intangible will to fight, and even the glimmer on his ring was magnified.

Before Ye Feng could control it, a strange power surged out from the tip of the Ice Emperor Sword.

Ye Feng also reacted very quickly. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately faced a ghost servant. A wave of freezing air suddenly exploded from the tip of the sword.

"Go!"

Energy spirit snakes wriggled and formed cl.u.s.ters of ice crystals in front of the ghost servant in front of them. Layers upon layers of ice crystals formed, extending from the ghost servant's feet all the way to his chest and finally to his face.

The man didn't even have time to express his surprise before he was frozen solid.

"Ding Ding Ding",

A light flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He took the chance and directly took back the Ice Emperor Sword.

He saw the "ice sculpture" plummeted down by the power of his hand.

A crisp sound rang out as smoke and dust rose in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost servant that was standing perfectly fine earlier had turned into a pile of ice dregs on the ground.

This scene was especially eye-catching. Even the cold moon blowing on the jade flute lowered her head and gave Ye Feng a meaningful look.

"Sure, Zhao Shucheng. Your magic treasure is quite powerful."

Ye Feng laughed with satisfaction. He nodded and raised his head to look at Zhao Shucheng.

However, he found that the man had taken a short, spasmodic breath and was now standing there like a rooting plant, just like the "ice sculpture" earlier.

"This …"

"I've been forced by my father to research this sword for more than half a year, and I still can't use this Ice Emperor Sword's power. How come you've only just mastered it? You haven't even warmed up the Ice Emperor Sword yet, and you're already able to do this?"

Ye Feng chuckled, "Then, it seems that this Ice Emperor Sword is quite fated with me. Why don't you just give me this ring?"

One must know that Ye Feng was a Martial Ancestor in his previous life and his method of forming Qi was completely different from Zhao Shucheng.

In the eyes of a Martial Ancestor Realm expert like Ye Feng, there was nothing much to say about ancestral magic treasures. After all, the magic treasures that Ye Feng had once used had become the inherited magic treasures of his descendants after hundreds of years.

"Who said I was giving it to you? I'm just lending it to you." Zhao Shucheng was stunned for a moment. With a slightly sullen expression, he continued, "If you really dare to steal my ring, be careful of me …"

"Have you forgotten about the blood contract you made before, and the vow to never seek revenge?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"You …"

Zhao Shucheng's body shook as if he was struck by lightning.

Yes, he remembered,

The big words he said before had undoubtedly determined his fate when he was tricked by Ye Wen.

He would never be able to take revenge on this wager. Although it seemed like there was no real loss, if he really thought about it, someone would definitely do something about it.

Not to mention a ring, even if he chopped off Zhao Shu and turned his arm into an arm, according to the oath, he wouldn't be able to take revenge.

"Alright, let's not worry about that too much. I've already said that all magic treasures are external items. Life-threatening is the most important thing. Right now, our enemy is only one person away from us."

Ye Feng smiled solemnly and lifted his head, but his expression gradually turned cold. He lifted the Ice Emperor Sword and pointed to the location of Han Yue. The two of them looked at each other, and the cold killing intent in each other's eyes could be seen clearly.

Zhao Shucheng didn't have time to say anything.

On the other side of the leaf, they had already started moving.

"It's time for the final sprint, everyone hurry!"

He used the Ice Emperor Sword along the way, causing the white light to suddenly surge.

The tip of the sword emanated the aura of a thousand year old mystical ice, freezing several ghost servants in one go. Its might was ferocious and its speed was astonis.h.i.+ng.

It was fine when he did not do anything, but when he did, it was like a thunderbolt.

Ye Feng's killing intent, without a doubt, had aroused the courage and determination of the crowd.

"If we follow them and attack, the flute music will stop. What are we waiting for?"

"Yeah, if we don't fight now, when will we? With Ye Feng's Ice Emperor Sword leading the way, now is the time for the war."

There are conditions that require preparation before the war,

There were some conditions that could only be fulfilled during wartime. For example, Ye Feng had obtained the ring for the Ice Emperor Sword.

Another time, another place, and another person. If Zhao Shucheng didn't hand over his ring, then Ye Feng wouldn't be able to unleash the potential of the Ice Emperor Sword …

In the courtyard.

With everyone working together and Ye Feng using the Ice Emperor Sword, their killing speed increased by more than one fold.

The spiritual energy spiraled in the air, swords in and swords out, blood flying in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, only three ghost servants remained.

At this moment, the flute music stopped …

At the end of the song,

Han Yue put down her jade flute, and her pale lips revealed a cold smile.

"As for the remaining ghost servants, that means all of you are finished …"

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