Chapter 3137 Shen Tianyu 537
Even without looking closely, Shen Tianyu knew it was Jing Hong.
This Taoist priest.
Shen Tianyu didn't know how to describe him anymore; he was both annoying and likable, making people feel touched while also disliking him, and disliking him while also being touched.
He said in a low voice, "You go out, I can go and investigate by myself."
Jing Hong replied in a deep voice, "It's better for two people to explore together than one person alone; at least they can look out for each other. Your daughter isn't born yet, so you can't be hurt. If something happens to you, my Jing Bai won't be able to marry such a beautiful girl."
Shen Tianyu said with a low grumble, "You talk too much nonsense."
Jing Hong chuckled to himself.
Such a handsome person, yet he has such a foul mouth; his words are truly unpleasant to hear.
Shen Tianyu quickened his pace and walked around to the front of him.
Jing Hong didn't try to take it from him. Holding a sharp knife, he listened carefully to everything around him and kept his eyes peeled for all directions.
The sealed room is also filled with millennia-old ice, even colder than the outside.
Shen Tianyu and Jing Hong walked carefully inside, remaining highly vigilant to prevent any sneak attacks.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed overhead!
Shen Tianyu and Jing Hong simultaneously thrust their weapons at the dark figure!
The dark figure retreated quickly to a distance, then swung its hands, slashing at the two from a distance.
Shen Tianyu quickly dodged, simultaneously warning Jing Hong, "There's a hidden weapon! Get out of the way!"
Jing Hong had already noticed and quickly dodged!
The shadowy figure's hidden weapons whizzed past the two men and shot towards the ice wall behind them!
The hidden weapons shot straight into the thick, hard ice, which was as hard as iron!
This person's inner strength is evident.
Shen Tianyu and Jing Hong exchanged a glance, then leaped up simultaneously, attacking the dark figure from both sides with a sword and a saber!
The dark figure was thin, with a slightly hunched back. It was covered up, with only a pair of dark eyes showing. But judging from its figure, it did not look like a man, but more like a woman.
Shen Tianyu and Jing Hong drew their swords and knives with incredible speed!
A flurry of swords and shadows!
The dark figure wielded two black whips, moving with ghostly speed, dodging and retaliating simultaneously.
Shen Tianyu and Jing Hong are already among the best of the younger generation, yet they couldn't hurt her in the slightest, but neither were they at a disadvantage, and they were evenly matched.
Just as the three were locked in a fierce battle, she suddenly let out a loud shout, causing the entire space to churn and a sudden gust of wind to rise.
She took a few steps back.
The withered hands that had been holding the whip suddenly grew longer.
The nails visibly changed from white to black.
The ten sharp, black fingernails resembled daggers.
Her black mask and hood suddenly burst open, revealing her silver hair flying wildly, her face withered and shriveled, like a ghost.
Her claws, as sharp as a zombie's, drew ten cold streaks in the air, heading straight for Shen Tianyu's face!
His internal force was so great that it seemed to tear everything in front of him apart.
The entire space was distorted.
Shen Tianyu quickly shifted his body and found that his body was not as agile as usual.
Just as the silver-haired old woman's ghostly black hands were about to grab Shen Tianyu's face, Jing Hong swung his knife!
The old woman reached out and grabbed at the air behind her.
Jing Hong was actually thrown outside the secret room by her internal force.
Master Mao and Wuyazi rushed in and went straight for the old woman's back.
The ghostly old woman turned and retaliated.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Tianyu swung his sword and slashed, hacked, parried, intercepted, stabbed, stirred, pressed, and swept at the old woman!
He rarely uses swordsmanship, usually defeating his opponent in just a few moves.
Now that we've encountered a formidable opponent, we have no choice but to go all out.
His entire swordsmanship was seamless and perfectly aligned with the essence of swordsmanship.
His movements were graceful and nimble, combining strength and gentleness, and also carrying a hint of the bloodlust he had acquired during battles.
Master Mao waved his whisk like a shooting star, aiming straight for the old woman's back door.
While attacking the old woman, Shen Tianyu shouted to Wuya Zi and Jing Hong, "Go find Bai Feng quickly!"
Wuya Zi had the same idea.
His purpose in coming here was only to save Bai Feng and to ask her for the treasure.
Who would want to fight this ghostly old woman?
With a leap, his agile figure, despite being over a hundred years old, soared away like an eagle.
Jing Hong followed closely behind.
The two ventured deeper inside.
Corpses could be seen scattered along the road, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of blood.
It is evident that a fierce civil war had taken place here before the invasion by foreign enemies.
The secret chamber was enormous, growing darker the further one went in, seemingly endless, and fraught with danger. Wuya Zi slowed his pace and cursed, "Women are just different from men. A small secret chamber would have been fine, but this is so big. If something happens, it'll be hard to find them!"
Jing Hong called out softly, "Senior Bai Feng, where are you? Senior Bai Feng, Palace Master? Aunt Bai Feng?"
A very faint groan of pain came from afar.
Jing Hong, being young, was quick-witted and noticed it.
He quickly ran towards that place.
Before he got close, he sensed something was wrong, stopped, and flicked his fingers, igniting a flame between them.
A curved blade shot towards his chest!
Having already taken precautions, Jing Hong swiftly dodged.
He saw Ji Ren holding a sharp blade to the neck of a frail, beautiful woman.
Ji Ren shouted at Jing Hong and Wu Yazi, "Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill her!"
Jing Hong and Wu Yazi stared at the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman appeared to be in her thirties or forties. She was covered in blood and had a pale face. She resembled Bai Ji somewhat, but was more shrewd and capable, a more mature version of Bai Ji.
This person was Bai Feng, the Palace Master of Fengxu Palace, whom they had been searching for.
Wuya Zi glanced at Jing Hong and gave him a wink.
Jing Hong nodded.
Wuya Zi cursed at Ji Ren: "You old scumbag, you killed your wife to seize the throne, how can you face your conscience? Do you think you can win people's hearts by stepping on your wife's corpse to get to the throne? Look at all these corpses, how many people have lost their lives because of your ambition! Is that lousy palace master really that good? It's not even a big official position, is it worth you all fighting tooth and nail for? Scumbag, go out and see the world! Broaden your horizons, and you'll find that this little palace master is not worth fighting for!"
He launched into a tirade, but Ji Ren wasn't fooled.
He held the knife to Bai Feng's neck, the blade cutting into her delicate white skin, blood seeping out.
Ji Ren shouted at Wu Yazi and Jing Hong, "Get out of the way! All of you get out of here! This is my family matter, it has nothing to do with you! Mind your own business! If you don't get out of the way, I'll kill her!"
The knife in his hand went another inch closer to Bai Feng's neck.
Bai Feng let out a low moan of pain.
Suddenly a loud bang was heard!
Then came the sound of a building collapsing.
Ji Ren instinctively looked outside.
Distracted, Jing Hong swung his sword at Ji Ren's right hand, which was holding the sword.
At the same time, a white figure suddenly flew in from outside and picked up Bai Feng.
Immediately afterwards, the white figure carrying Bai Feng flew out quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Ren no longer held the White Phoenix.
He gripped his wrist, which had been slashed by Jing Hong, and looked at the white figure. The white figure was neither Wuyazi nor Maojun Zhenren, but the young man he had taken seriously, Shen Tianyu.
It's so fast!
Ji Ren regretted it.
He should have been killed that day, instead of being let go.
Shen Tianyu carried Bai Feng out of the secret room and flew outwards at high speed.
Master Mao was still locked in a fierce battle with the ghostly old woman, and the solid wall forged from millennia-old ice had broken into several pieces.
As Shen Tianyu carried Bai Feng and flew away at top speed, he said, "Senior, hold on! We'll be out of here soon!"
Bai Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, her face weak as she looked at him, "Young Master Shen, thank you, the dragon scales and phoenix feathers are..."
