Clang! Song Feishuang's body flew backwards. He was shocked, and the sword in his hand had already flew out. He had fought with Zhao Hai for more than a hundred rounds, and finally Zhao Hai seized an opportunity. He swept away with one stick. His sword could no longer be held, and he flew out, and the person also spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, Zhao Hai did not stop. He had already chased after him and pulled Song Feishuang with a stick. Song Feishuang also noticed Zhao Hai's movements. When he saw Zhao Hai chasing him, his face couldn't help but change. Then a trace of utterness flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he suddenly put his hands together and slapped hard on his dantian.

With Song Feishuang's slap, a blood-colored sword suddenly shot out from his mouth. The blood sword was very fast and attacked Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai had long expected that Song Feishuang would do this. He opened his mouth and a loud shout came out of his mouth. This loud shout was a sound wave attack method, but this method was a technique recorded in the Divine Elephant Power King's body, which was very powerful.

This sound wave attack directly hit the bloody flying sword. Although the attack of the flying sword was very sharp, it could not help but slow down under the attack of the sound wave of Zhao Hai. What Zhao Hai wanted was this slow down. As soon as the attack of the flying sword slowed down, he immediately hit the bloody flying sword with a stick.

With a loud bang, Zhao Hai's figure flew back about a thousand meters before stopping. At this time, Song Feishuang had already stopped, but his face was pale and his vitality was rapidly losing.

Zhao Hai looked at Song Feishuang. He was a little unaware of Song Feishuang's current situation, but he knew that Song Feishuang must have used some secret method, otherwise she would not have been like this.

Seeing that Zhao Hai was not injured, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He said in a deep voice: "You are indeed very strong. Even my natal sword energy cannot hurt you. Song Feishuang is defeated without any wickedness."

Zhao Hai looked at Song Feishuang's appearance, waved his hand, and the green stick turned into a belt again, wrapped around his waist. He said in a deep voice: "You are good at strength, but unfortunately, you are on a evil path."

Song Feishuang looked at Zhao Hai and said in a deep voice: "The sword path does not matter whether it is good or evil. In the sword path, it is also used to kill people. In the evil sword path, it can also be used to save people. Swords do not distinguish between good and evil, and talents are divided into good and evil. Holding the kitchen knife in the hands of the cook can make delicious food. In the hands of the murderer, he is a weapon of killing. The sword is the same. I am just pursuing the extreme of sword path."

Zhao Hai knew that every sword cultivator is a person with a heart of iron and stone. They would think that the sword art they pursue was not wrong. Without such ambition, they would not be a sword cultivator. Zhao Hai was not fighting with Song Feishuang. He just looked at Song Feishuang and said in a deep voice: "What do you want? You are also a man. If you have any wishes, as long as I can do them, I will definitely help you do them."

Song Feishuang looked at Zhao Hai and said, "If possible, let me bury with my sword." After that, Song Feishuang slowly closed her eyes, the breath of life slowly disappeared from his body, and his figure also fell down.

Zhao Hai waved his hand and took Song Feishuang into the space, and also sent his sword to the space. Then he turned to look at Zhou Feng and the others and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhou, let me find a place to bury this Song Feishuang in the future."

Zhou Feng nodded and said, "Okay, Song Feishuang is also a master and should be respected. Okay, let's see what's on this mountain. Song Feishuang can't fight with the white fox for no reason. She must have discovered something."

Zhao Hai nodded, looked at the snow mountain, and his mental power penetrated into the snow mountain. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "The ten thousand-year-old ice lotus, the best blood ginseng, the snow-sunflower, and the ten thousand-year-old cordyceps, OK, it's really a good thing, no wonder they would beat them to death here. Now these things are ours."

When Zhou Feng heard Zhao Hai say this, he was stunned. Then he used his mental power to sweep the snow mountain and immediately found the things Zhao Hai said. He nodded and said, "There are many good things, how do you see how to divide them?"

Zhao Hai smiled and said, "That thing belongs to you. I already have a white fox, just have him."

Zhou Feng was not polite, nodded, turned to Gong Bushi and others and said, "Okay, Xiao Ling said so, then we didn't have to be polite. Just divide it according to what Xiao Ling said. These things start with price-zhi. Everyone should do it according to their needs. How about it?"

Of course everyone had no objection. Zhao Haili made the most contribution in this matter. In fact, Zhao Hai should be divided into big heads. Now Zhao Hai doesn't want it, so they naturally feel embarrassed to fight for something.

After receiving the elixirs, a few people left the snow mountain. This snow mountain is not a good place. Although Zhao Hai and the others are monks, they always stay in such a high place and feel uncomfortable, so they left the snow mountain.

However, a few people were not very far from the snow-capped mountains. They cleared a place halfway up the snow-capped mountains and sat down. The reason why they stopped here was because there was a stream next to it, and the water in this stream was formed by the melting of ice and snow on the mountain, and it was clear and clean.

Zhao Hai lay on a big rock, looked at the top of the snow mountain, and said in a deep voice: "This time I got a good harvest here in the snow mountain, but this is just the beginning. I think we should have a good rest here and look around tomorrow. Everyone has seen the power of the white fox just now. If our spiritual energy is consumed too quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Zhou Feng nodded and said, "Yes, that white fox is indeed powerful. If it weren't for you, it would be really dangerous if we met it. Moreover, Hanging Island is not a safe place. Maybe we will encounter cultivators from other sects, so it is the most important thing to keep our own state at all times."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Gong Bushi nodded and said, "I really didn't expect that experts like Song Feishuang would all come to the Hanging Island. It seems that the major sects have sent a lot of good players, so we should be more careful in the future." Several people nodded.

Zhao Hai looked at the sky and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's take a break. I don't know what the night on this Hanging Island will look like. I hope there will be no too many monsters." The few people chuckled, and Zhou Feng even took out a bunch of food. After eating with everyone, everyone found a place to meditate and practice.

Zhao Hai did not get up and was still lying on the bluestone. To be honest, he no longer had to meditate and practice like Zhou Feng and the others, because he was practicing all the time and it was not bad for this time.

The sky became darker little by little, and Zhao Hai soon discovered that there was something different here in Hanging Island. Although the sky on Hanging Island was darker, the stars in the sky were surprisingly bright. Therefore, although the sky was dark, it did not appear dark at all. With Zhao Hai's eyesight, the dark sky on Hanging Island was not much different from the daytime.

At this moment, a sound of beast roar suddenly came from a distance. Zhao Hai was stunned. He sat up and looked in the direction where the beast roar came. He found that the sound of the beast roar was very unusual. It was not an ordinary beast roar, but a roar that monsters only made when they were trying to attack the enemy or demonstrating to their own enemies.

In other words, it was a monster that broke into the territory, so the monster was warning him and even preparing to attack him. Zhao Hai glanced at that direction and frowned slightly, because that direction was not far from them. If a monk really got there, the monk would come to them soon.

Although Zhao Hai is not afraid of the other party, he doesn't want to be disturbed by the other party. But now he is asked to change places to rest, and he doesn't want to. In the end, Zhao Hai decided to take a look and talk about it here.

Soon the beast roar came, but this time the beast roar became even more angry. Obviously, the person who broke into his territory did not leave. As for why Zhao Hai thought that the person who broke into the monster land was a person, not other monsters, it was actually very simple. It has not existed on the Hanging Island for a day or two. Those monsters have their own territory. They generally don’t go to other places to move, so naturally there will be no situation where two beasts fight.

Because the monk entered the Hanging Island from outside and did not have a very good understanding of the Hanging Island, he naturally might mistakenly enter the territory of the monster and trigger a conflict.

After a while, the roar of the beast there disappeared, and Zhao Hai's brows frowned even tighter. The roar of the monster disappeared. There was only one possibility, that is, the monster was killed. If the monster won, he would definitely use the roar to announce his victory. Now that the roar of the monster disappeared, it means that the monster was killed.

The murder of the monster means that the monk won. If the monk continues to move forward, he is likely to come here, but he doesn't know who the other party is. If the other party doesn't come to cause trouble for him, he will not cause trouble for the other party. Of course, if the other party doesn't come to their place, there will be nothing left.

Unfortunately, things never went as expected. Not long after, Zhao Hai felt a few figures flying towards them quickly, without any hiding whereabouts.

Now it is Heitian. No matter where it is, the dark night is the most active time for all kinds of monsters. The monsters on Hanging Island are very powerful, but those people are going to act in Heitian and do not look like they are hiding whereabouts. This shows that they are very confident in their strength, and they must be very arrogant and domineering. If such a guy meets them, he will definitely not give up.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hai couldn't help but sigh, turned to Zhou Feng and the others and said, "Brother Zhou, Brother Gong, wake up, it seems that someone has come."

Zhou Feng and the others were just restoring their strength, not in seclusion, so they could wake up at any time, so as soon as Zhao Hai spoke, they woke up immediately. The few people looked at Zhao Hai in confusion, and Zhao Hai said in a deep voice: "There are a few people coming. Although they don't know what their purpose is, it's better to be careful."
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