Chapter 6402 Black Ice Iron! Black ice!

Lin Bai and Yi Heze are both sword cultivators, so they naturally pay more attention to swords than others.

When they saw a long sword made of black ice appearing in the hands of the Dongshan clan's holy son, both of them showed a curious look in their eyes.

"Black ice?" Yi Heze murmured, and suddenly remembered something, and said to Lin Bai: "It is rumored that the warriors in the Northern Territory have a special kind of magical iron. The material is as cold as snow, and its shape is like black ice. Its name is It is 'Xuan Bing Iron', also known as 'Black Ice'."

"I think this is it."

Lin Bai asked: "Brother Yi, do you know this thing?"

"It doesn't count as acquaintance, just heard of the name for a long time." Yi Heze smiled, "Although Xuanbing Iron is not among the nine divine irons on the list of divine irons in the Divine Weapon Treasure Tower, it can still be regarded as one of the nine. The extremely rare and precious divine iron beneath the great divine iron.”

"This thing can only be found on the icebergs and snowfields of the Northern Territory that have not melted for thousands of years. The material is extremely hard, and the forged weapons are also extremely sharp."

"It is full of spirituality, and because of its unique appearance, it was sought after by many swordsmen and sword cultivators in the demon world in the past."

"This item is the best choice for forging weapons of the Taiyi Divine Weapon and above!"

After hearing Yi Heze's explanation, Lin Bai looked at the black ice sword in Wu Hefeng's hand again, and indeed felt the power of the Taiyi Divine Weapon on it.

Wu Hefeng was seen holding a long black ice sword in his hand, a hundred meters away from Meng Qinxian. He waved the sword in his hand and struck at Meng Qinxian with sharp and dazzling sword skills.

Meng Qinxian wanted to continue using his old tricks and resist the attack with physical strength.

But he didn't expect that Wu Hefeng, with a cultivation level of the middle-grade Taiyi Daoguo realm, held a sword at the Taiyi Divine Weapon level, and the swordsmanship he displayed contained extremely powerful power.

The first slash of sword energy fell on Meng Qinxian's body, breaking through his defense, revealing a sword mark that was deep enough to see the bones on his shoulder.

Meng Qinxian immediately screamed, and before he could prepare and dodge, the second sword followed.

He immediately felt keenly that he could not fight hard and hurriedly avoided.

But Wu Hefeng's sword energy was as dense as a net. Meng Qinxian could avoid a sword energy with his body skills, but he could not avoid every sword energy.

Soon, Meng Qinxian's body was covered with bruises.

But fortunately, they were just superficial injuries and did not damage Meng Qinxian's true nature.

"It's Taiyi Divine Weapon again." Lin Bai shook his head sadly, "It seems that the warriors from the Northern Territory have also put forward a lot of knowledge for this battle."

"If a treasure of the Taiyi Divine Weapon level is given to the disciples for use casually, this war in the hunting world will definitely be won."

He stared at Meng Qinxian and the injuries on his body, "Brother Meng does not have the Taiyi Divine Weapon in his hands. Although his physical strength is extremely powerful, after all, there is still a gap in front of the Taiyi Divine Weapon."

"If we continue fighting like this, Brother Meng will suffer big losses."

Yi Heze frowned and asked in confusion: "Didn't Fantian Sect give one or two Taiyi Divine Weapons to Brother Meng as a trump card?"

"impossible!"

"As one of the five super sects within the territory of the Seven Nights Divine Sect, Fantian Sect, second only to the Seven Nights Divine Sect, can't they even produce a few Taiyi Divine Weapons?"

Both Yi Heze and Lin Bai felt a little strange. Meng Qinxian had suffered losses at the hands of the Taiyi Divine Weapon two or three times, but he still did not take out his Taiyi Divine Weapon.

Didn't he?

impossible!

The Fantian Sect is one of the five super powers in the Qiye Shenzong territory, so they can definitely bring out a few Taiyi magic weapons.

As the holy son of the Fantian Sect, Meng Qinxian wanted to enter such a dangerous place in the hunting world to hunt, so it was impossible for the Fantian Sect not to hand over the Taiyi Divine Weapon to him for self-defense.

In fact, when saints and saints from almost top sects enter the hunting world, each major sect will give them one or two Taiyi magic weapons for self-defense.

But why doesn't Meng Qinxian use it?

Lin Bai looked at Wu Hefeng, the holy son of the Dongshan clan, "This holy son of the Dongshan clan has obviously learned a lot. He was watching the battle just now, and it was not in vain."

"He knows that Brother Meng's advantage lies in physical strength. If he fights with him in close combat, he will definitely not be Brother Meng's opponent."

"So at this moment, he can only rely on the power of the Taiyi Divine Weapon in his hand to use his sword skills from a long distance to cut out the sword energy and consume Brother Meng's strength."

Yi Heze secretly used his spiritual power and said to Lin Bai, "If it doesn't work, let me do it instead."

"Although this holy son of the Dongshan clan has a sword from the Taiyi Divine Weapon in his hand, his swordsmanship is extremely poor and he cannot be considered a swordsman at all."

"If I take action, I can kill him without using the Taiyi Divine Weapon!"

Yi Heze was fully confident.

After watching the battle for a while, he had his own judgment on the strength of the Dongshan clan's holy son.

Lin Bai nodded, "Okay, let Brother Meng face the sword cultivator, he will indeed suffer a bit."

"In that case, I will take action." Yi Heze slowly pulled out the long sword from the storage bag. He still did not choose to use the Taiyi Divine Weapon. The sword he pulled out was still the best Taoist Divine Weapon.

"Brother Meng, take my place!"

Yi Heze drew out his sword and shouted at Meng Qinxian.

"What? Are you here again?" Meng Qinxian, who was being beaten by the Dongshan clan's holy son, was shocked when he heard Yi Heze's words and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Seeing this, Meng Qinxian didn't seem too happy.

When the Holy Son of the Dongshan clan saw that Meng Qinxian was covered with wounds, he felt that he was sure of victory, and laughed wildly, "Haha, no matter who comes today, they are just going to die!"

Meng Qinxian was completely angered by the Dongshan clan's holy son. He spat and spit out blood, "Grandma, why do I keep losing today?"

"Brother Yi, I can take care of him without you taking action."

He said seriously to Yi Heze: "If you take action, I will sever all ties with you!"

Hearing these words, Yi Heze was stunned and looked at Lin Bai dumbfounded. For a moment, he couldn't understand what Meng Qinxian was insisting on?

Isn't Yi Heze taking action now to rescue Meng Qinxian?

Why doesn't he appreciate it?

After Meng Qinxian finished speaking to Yi Heze, he looked coldly at the Dongshan clan's holy son in front of him. He sighed softly, "Hey, the Taiyi Divine Weapon is the Taiyi Divine Weapon after all. It is indeed very annoying!"

"but……"

Meng Qinxian raised his hair that was wet with sweat, "But I don't know if you have the Taiyi Divine Weapon, but I do too!!"

As he spoke, a suit of dark purple armor flew out of Meng Qinxian's storage bag and quickly integrated into his body.

"Sure enough, there is a Taiyi Divine Weapon!" After seeing Meng Qinxian take out the Taiyi Divine Weapon, Yi Heze felt relieved and silently put away the sword.

The majestic armor was on his body, but Meng Qinxian couldn't be happy.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, with a wry smile on his face, "Hey, those old guys from the sect must have laughed out loud when they saw me like this, right?"