Seeing that Liu Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, Ouyang Lin continued, "But don't worry, I will do my best to protect you!"
"The Demon Subduing Sect?" Liu Feng stared ahead with a cold gaze. He wished he could kill all the people in the Demon Subduing Sect, but now did not seem to be the right time.
The soul in the ring finally couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "You little bastard, the Subduing Demon Sect wants to kill you just for the Ice Sword, just give it to them!"
"Give them the Ice Sword? Then wouldn't your year's hard work be wasted?" Liu Feng couldn't accept it.
"It doesn't matter if my efforts were wasted. What's important is your safety. Without the Ice Sword, I believe your cultivation will improve faster. Besides, the Ice Sword is not a top-grade artifact. I will definitely make a top-grade artifact for you when I have the chance in the future. And I think Ouyang Lin is trying to please you like this probably for this artifact!"
"Old man, Sister Lin won't lie to me. Okay, I'll give the Ice Sword to those demons, but in the future I will make them pay me back double!" Liu Feng's eyes revealed an unusual determination.
"What's wrong?" Ouyang Lin, who was standing aside, looked at Liu Feng's expression with confusion.
"No, nothing. Sister Lin, please help look after Liang Qianxun. I have something to go out for!"
"Where are you going? It's dangerous outside?" Ouyang Lin stopped him.
"Dangerous? After I leave, this place won't be dangerous anymore!" As he spoke, Liu Feng took out the Ice Sword from its scabbard. He threw the scabbard over and said calmly, "When Liang Qianxun wakes up, give this to her. Tell her that I'm no longer here, dead, so she can go back and live a good life!"
"Are you really going out?"
"I have made up my mind!" Liu Feng walked out of the inn with the ice sword and a strong sense of chill.
As soon as Liu Feng walked on the road, many strange eyes were fixed on him, and some people even began to follow him quietly.
"Where is he going?"
"It seems to be heading to the wild?"
"He looks so aggressive, it seems like he has made an appointment to duel with someone!"
Some people were talking behind the scenes, but no one knew that Liu Feng was not going to duel with anyone, but was waiting for someone to get the Ice Sword.
Liu Feng stood quietly in the wild, leaning on the ice sword. The cold wind blew and there was a biting pain, but Liu Feng was completely unaware of it. The ground around him began to frost slowly, and tiny icicles rose from the ground. Hundreds of people within a radius could feel the presence of the chill.
There were a lot of people gathered outside, but the strange thing was that no one dared to approach Liu Feng. Perhaps they knew that if anyone approached him, they would die.
"Dongfang Yan, call Dongfang Yan out!" Liu Feng shouted to the sky. When they heard Dongfang Yan from the Poison Sect of the Demon Subduing Sect, many people retreated.
After a long time, a ray of light appeared in the sky and a sedan chair slowly floated over.
"Liu Feng, we meet again!" Dongfang Yan's long and sharp voice echoed in the sky.
"Hmph! Take it! This is the Ice Sword you want!" Liu Feng snorted coldly, and the Ice Sword in his hand flew into the sky. After a loud bang, the sedan chair was split into two halves by the Ice Sword. At this moment, Dongfang Yan was already holding the hilt of the Ice Sword tightly.
"Good sword, it is indeed a good sword! You should have given it to me earlier!" Dongfang Yan floated away with laughter. As the ice sword went away, the coldness around him suddenly dissipated, and at the same time, a strange warm current came over.
Dongfang Yan, who was walking away, seemed to have forgotten the cold while holding the Ice Sword. She laughed and said to herself, "It will be a great achievement for the Sect Master to present this sword to him!"
"You don't have this chance!" A voice sounded, followed by a black shadow rushing out, and the sword in Dongfang Yan's hand was snatched away!
"Who are you? Why are you trying to steal my sword?" Dongfang Yan shouted angrily, but she did not dare to chase him. After all, the person who came was so powerful that even she could not react in time. If she chased him, she would surely seek death.
"Dongfang Yan, considering that you are a woman, I will not kill you. You take care of yourself!" An empty voice echoed in the air.
Dongfang Yan was left staring in anger. The cooked duck flew away, how could he not be angry
"Ah!!!" Dongfang Yan screamed towards the sky, but what responded to her was a burst of arrogant laughter.
"The Ouyang family?" A strong evil aura emanated from Dongfang Yan's body, but the black shadow had already disappeared.
(End of this chapter)