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Chapter Nine Hundred and Thirty-Three Sword Mound Fights Again

Qin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise Ye Zun and the others would have suffered a huge loss.

"Miss Xiaodie, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Zun suddenly spoke at this time, Qin Cheng turned his head and realized that Fang Xiaodie's breath was disordered, her cheeks turned pale, and she almost fell to the ground, but Qin Cheng quickly caught her.

"Brother Qin Cheng, I'm fine. I'm just a little exhausted." Fang Xiaodie's forehead was covered with sweat, but she gritted her teeth and said.

"You spent too much on the formation, which damaged your consciousness." Qin Cheng checked Fang Xiaodie's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief.

Supporting Fang Xiaodie, Qin Cheng planned to take the three of them to the Flame Palace and cover their whereabouts with the help of the flame energy.

But at this moment, Qin Cheng's body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly turned his head and looked back into the void with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Ye Zun couldn't help but ask when he saw Qin Cheng frowning.

"I feel a sense of being locked by my blood, as if someone is detecting my location." Qin Cheng said.

"Is that Zhao Ding?" Ye Zun and Luo Hu were both a little nervous.

Based on the current situation of both sides, if Zhao Ding were to pursue him again, none of them except Qin Cheng would be able to fight, and even Qin Cheng would find it difficult to deal with the eight-star Zhao Ding.

Qin Cheng nodded, feeling increasingly uneasy. He had fought several battles in this core area, but had not been injured or bled. The only thing that might have caused blood involvement was the battle just now.

"Why don't you stay here and I'll lead him away." Qin Cheng said suddenly. Even if Zhao Ding really found him, he would not be able to look for Ye Zun and the others.

"Don't be kidding me. In my current state, I don't have much cultivation left. Staying here is not waiting for death. At worst, we will die together. What are we afraid of?" Ye Zun shouted.

"Miss Xiaodie, she is not suitable to be with us in this state." The bearded man sighed.

Qin Cheng also nodded. At this time, Ye Zun and Luo Shihu were determined to fight side by side with him, but Fang Xiaodie did not need to bear the danger.

Looking at Fang Xiaodie who was falling asleep at this time, Qin Cheng thought about whether to entrust him to the Flame Rat family. After all, it was safer in this core area.

"Fang Xiaodie, leave it to me."

But at this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the void beside him.

She wore a black dress, a veil, and held a frost sword.

Qin Cheng was slightly startled. It was the girl he thought was Su Wan, but they only met once after entering the trial place.

"Why should I hand over Fang Xiaodie to you?" Qin Cheng looked at the woman, but various thoughts came to his mind. Why did this woman appear at this time?

"There is not much time left. Zhao Ding will come over soon and give Fang Xiaodie to me. I guarantee that she will be safe." The woman said with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

"Unless you tell me who you are." Qin Cheng shook his head. There was no way he would hand Fang Xiaodie into the hands of a stranger.

But this woman had appeared when he was most in danger, and she had used Su Wan's most familiar methods. Qin Cheng had to figure out whether she was Su Wan or not.

The woman shook her head and said nothing, but took out an ice sculpture.

As soon as this object appeared, it stirred up the surrounding air, and an extremely cold chill burst out.

The moment he saw the ice sculpture, Qin Cheng froze, his eyes fixed on the girl. A huge wave surged in his heart.

I have a very clear impression of this ice sculpture. It was when he attacked the Kyoto Martial Arts Association and fought to the death with the Brahma Society in the suburbs that Su Wan brought this ice sculpture to freeze the surrounding areas and kill the vice president.

During the battle at that time, everyone in the Brahma Society had already died. Except for himself and Su Wan, no one knew the origin of this ice sculpture.

When the girl took out this object, it almost proved that she was Su Wan, or at least someone close to Su Wan.

"You, you are Su..." Qin Cheng's throat rolled, and his eyes had an inexplicable color. He didn't understand that Su Wan was not far away from him, but she didn't recognize him. He even deliberately denied it.

"Qin Cheng, I have difficulties that I can't tell you."

The woman interrupted Qin Cheng's words. She sighed and took Fang Xiaodie over.

"The final battle in the Trial Ground is coming soon. At that time, I will tell you everything. Before that, don't look for me, don't think about these things, and survive."

After saying these profound words, the woman took a deep look at Qin Cheng, then hugged Fang Xiaodie and walked into the darkness.

"She seems to have admitted that she is Su Wan." Ye Zun looked at the woman's disappearing back and said.

"No matter what, everything will come to light when we get to the final battle place in the central tower." Qin Cheng took a deep breath.

But the most important thing for the three of them at this time is to avoid Zhao Ding's pursuit.

"Let's go to the Flame Palace."

Qin Cheng took the two of them and flew into the palace.

Not long after, Zhao Ding came over. He looked up at the towering Flame Palace on the hill, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Aren't you running away? Did you not notice that I was following you, or have you accepted your fate, or are you plotting against me here?" Zhao Ding murmured.

The pitch-black devil was floating not far away from him. He kept shouting towards the palace and made a shrill sound.

"But Qin Cheng, no matter how much you resist, you are just a little flea in my hand. I can suppress everything with just a wave of my hand."

Zhao Ding smiled coldly and suddenly flew up.

Golden light emitted from his body, and wherever he passed, the palaces were shattered into pieces and turned into powder.

Under the influence of the energy of the stars, Zhao Ding was like a god at this time, unstoppable.

"There."

After the palaces were destroyed, Zhao Ding suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked in one direction.

There was an abandoned palace, as if it had just experienced a battle, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

"Let me see what you have planned."

Zhao Ding sneered and suddenly flew towards there.

At the same time, Qin Cheng sat quietly in the sword tomb. He felt Zhao Ding's aura, suddenly opened his eyes, put away the golden feathers, and the fifth star between his eyebrows completely dimmed.

Originally, Qin Cheng planned to hunt down the star beasts to replenish the golden feathers, but at this time, it was already too late.

If there is still a glimmer of hope for a comeback, then Golden Feather must be the only chance.

"Qin Cheng, use your last resort. Otherwise, you will die!"

Zhao Ding's golden figure appeared, his voice was extremely domineering and resounded in all directions.

He was suspended above Qin Cheng's head, and the long sword in his hand fell. The sword's light pointed directly at Qin Cheng.

"As you wish."

Qin Cheng suddenly raised his head, and all kinds of long swords trembled around the sword tomb, as if in response.

"I'm sorry for you. I wanted you to stay here quietly forever, but now I can only ask for your help."

Qin Cheng's eyes were filled with guilt, and he stretched out his hand to touch the useless swords beside him.

"Haha, that's ridiculous. Have you been driven crazy by me? You actually talk to these rubbish."
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