broken destiny

As soon as it flew into the air, the flames that originally only existed on the sword body became overwhelming, heading towards the Ice Sword like a fire storm.

Before the two swords touched each other, the flames and ice collided together. There was a hissing sound in the surrounding space, and a large amount of steam rose up. The steam near the ice sword quickly solidified into ice crystals again, and Something close to the flame exploded, and the whole space was buzzing with vibration.

The two swords stagnated in the air, suspended ten feet apart from each other, refusing to give in to each other. The power of fire and ice clashed fiercely in the air, refusing to give in to each other.

"Your sword intention is too weak, try to use your sword intention to sense the power of the ice, and then control it!"

Hearing Wang Xingli's words, a wisp of sword intent appeared on Ling Cang and the Ice Sword, and the sharp sword intent caused the area of ​​​​the ice to shrink a lot in an instant.

"Don't try to suppress it, blend into it, feel it... and finally become one!"

Ling Canghe closed his eyes and began to feel carefully. Wang Xingli appropriately applied some pressure from the flames, and the ice area gradually decreased.

Seeing that the aura on Ling Canghe's body was slowly stabilizing, Wang Xingli's eyes flashed with a strange color. This Ling Canghe was about the same age as himself, and his talent was also extremely amazing. When he saw Ling Canghe's eyebrows wrinkled, Wang Xingli thought of what it was and sighed lightly.

"That's all, I'm just going to help you!"

Wang Xingli's sword intent burst out from between his brows, and in the blink of an eye, a huge spherical lavender cover enveloped the area where the two of them were, and the boundless sword intent continued to flow within it.

The aura around Ling Cang became stronger again, a light blue halo appeared on his body, and his whole body was in a strange state.

When Wang Xingli saw this, he put away the lavender cover and at the same time increased the flame's suppression of Ling Canghe.

Ling Canghe's breath gradually became calmer, and the light blue halo around his body began to slowly converge into his body.

"Squeak..."

The ice made a harsh sound in the flames, as if trying to break through the shackles of the flames.

Ling Canghe slowly opened his eyes, and the ice sword in his hand shook.

The fluctuations of spiritual power spread like substance, and they also contained extremely sharp sword intent. Wherever the sword intent passed, the flames were actually forced to move aside.

Ling Canghe stabbed again with his ice sword.

The tyrannical chill broke out again, the ice sword trembled slightly, with blue ripple-like fluctuations, and the surrounding flames shook violently. The flames seemed to be twisted under the force of the ice, turning into blue sparks and shooting out in all directions. I went out and looked carefully. It turned out that the ice crystals had frozen the flames. The blue color of the flames reflecting the ice crystals was quite beautiful.

"Oh? It doesn't seem to be pure sword intent!"

Wang Xingli put away his methods and his pupils lit up, as if he had discovered something interesting.

Ling Canghe looked happy, sheathed his sword, closed his eyes, and seemed to be comprehending.

Wang Xingli waved his hand, and a soundproof formation enveloped the nearby space to prevent Ling Canghe from being disturbed by others.

Ling Canghe came to Wang Xingli because he had encountered a big bottleneck in his sword practice, which was also the limit of human beings here. Due to their natural flaws, it was difficult for them to move forward, but Wang Xingli helped break this limit. .

At that moment, Wang Xingli used his sword intent to help Ling Canghe stabilize the ice aura, and surrounded Ling Canghe with countless sword intents, each of which was stronger than Ling Canghe's own original sword intent.

After a moment, Ling Canghe suddenly opened his eyes, unsheathed his sword, and the sword light flashed. The ice-blue cold light flashed in the air with a dazzling cold light. The sword light went straight to the ground, wherever the cold light touched. Everything was frozen into ice crystals, and ice trees and ice stones appeared one by one. Finally, the light of the sword touched the ground, and a ravine appeared, and then ice crystals sprouted out of the ravine like bamboo shoots.

This is such a terrifying sword intent! The onlookers around were all shocked. It could be said that this sword was the strongest swordsmanship I had ever seen in most of my life, but in Wang Xingli's opinion, it was just okay!

"The sharp edge of the sword emits cold ice, and the cold light emits sword intent. What a cold sword intent!"

"Ice Sword Intent? Ice Sword Intent!"

Ling Canghe sheathed his sword and walked quickly to Wang Xingli with a happy smile on his face.

With a "plop", Ling Canghe knelt in front of Wang Xingli. Under Wang Xingli's surprised eyes, he kowtowed three times: "Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Tao!"

Wang Xingli was stunned for a while. Instead of helping him, he first looked at the place where he was kneeling. There was a thick layer of ice. After seeing it, Wang Xingli hurriedly helped Ling Canghe up: "Ling Canghe, what are you doing? What? You and I are the same age, so we don’t have to be like this."

Ling Canghe raised his head, with a look of gratitude on his face: "Master, you have done meritorious deeds by teaching your disciples. My three obeisances are due. Master, there is no need to be polite." Ling Canghe said firmly.

Wang Xingli sighed and looked at Ling Canghe's determined and clear eyes, feeling a little touched in his heart. However, thinking of various things, Wang Xingli still decided to reject him.

"I have never accepted a disciple, nor do I plan to accept one. A sword gift, a picture, nothing more."

Ling Cang and Wen Yan were a little disappointed, but they still said: "The gift of a sword is also a master, and the grace of teaching should be like this. Please stop talking, let me tell you the marks of the treasure map..."

Wang Xingli no longer struggled with this and listened carefully to Ling Canghe's words. Within a moment, Wang Xingli understood the secret and had more expectations for this treasure place.

"With Master's ability, I think I will be able to find the real treasure place, but I still hope Master will be more careful, so I will leave first."

Wang Xingli looked at Ling Cang and his expectant eyes, and slowly uttered one word: "Okay!"

Just such a word gave Ling Canghe great encouragement. Ling Canghe immediately breathed a sigh of relief, a happy look appeared on his face again, and then turned around and left.

Looking at Ling Cang and his leaving figures, Wang Xingli had a complicated expression in his eyes and shook his head.

He knew that it would be difficult for him to interact with Ling Canghe again in the future. Maybe Ling Canghe still had a family mission, but his sword gift was worth his ancestral treasure map.

"I will come again at noon tomorrow. Anyone who has the strength or sincerity can come!"

Ignoring the onlookers and comments from the people around him, Wang Xingli turned around and flew back towards the Goddess Peak. He had to go back and study the treasure map as soon as possible. If the time was right, he would explore it as soon as possible!