"The seventh level Sabre is far from the Ninth level peak."

In the crack, Cheng Feng still has more meaning: "but now it's late. I'd better go back first and continue to practice tomorrow."

As soon as it gets dark, a terrible hurricane will blow in the Jichuan ice abyss, and the temperature will drop dozens of times.

The experts who have reached the limit of heaven dare not spend the night in Jichuan Bingyuan.

Although Cheng Feng has great strength, he still has to retreat when it's time to retreat.

Besides, Wang Qingwen and her daughters are still waiting outside.

Cheng Feng will be very worried if he doesn't go out.

"Go back and come back tomorrow."

Seeing that the sun had fallen into a small half of the west mountain, Cheng Feng no longer delayed and retreated from the sword scar rift valley.

Then they drill into the crack and return to the source.

While on his way, Cheng Feng operated the eight star divine body. The wound on his body soon stopped bleeding and scarred and recovered as before.

In addition to some mental fatigue, the state is unprecedented.

Boom ~~

Just then, the sun completely fell into the west mountain.

Then, a loud noise sounded from the Jichuan ice abyss.

Even though there was a terrible cold wave, it poured in through the crack at an amazing speed.

At this time, Cheng Feng had entered the crack for dozens of miles, and his face changed slightly.

Dare not neglect, quickly display the body water quality, and run at high speed in the cracks.

However, the impact speed of the cold wave was very fast, and it caught up with Cheng Feng.

Click, click!

The ice skates were hit by the cold wave and broke into slag immediately.

Then he was swept by the cold wave and rushed frantically to Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng was moved by the unparalleled power.

"It seems that it's time to catch the stars and take the moon step."

The cold wave is fierce. Cheng Feng simply takes the step of catching stars and taking the moon.

Suddenly, Cheng Feng became as light as a swallow, and his speed soared several times.

Although the impact speed of the cold wave behind him is fast, he can't catch up with Cheng Feng.

Especially as the aftereffect of the cold wave became smaller, Cheng Feng gradually left behind.

Wait until Cheng Feng rushes out of the crack and reaches the outside of Jichuan ice abyss.

Boom ~~

The cold wave rushed out from the end of the crack and covered the surroundings with frost.

The sky turned ice blue, and the picture was very beautiful.

However, when the curtain fell into the eyes of Wang Qingwen's two women, it was a shock.

They had stayed at the entrance of the crack, but after dark, when a loud noise came, they felt a strong crisis coming.

So they left the crack entrance and waited for Cheng Feng to appear.

So when he saw it, Cheng Feng almost wiped the cold wave and rushed out of the crack entrance.

Wang's heart beat softly, not to mention how strong it was.

In particular, Wang Qingwen almost cried.

When Cheng Feng came near, he couldn't help jumping into his arms, which made Cheng Feng both moved and embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, yuan Fengmei looked at Wang gently and pretended not to see it.

The space is reserved for Cheng Feng and Wang Qingwen.

"Childe Cheng, I was so worried just now."

Wang Qingwen said with tears in his eyes, "when it's getting dark, I'm looking forward to you every minute."

"As a result, you couldn't come out. If my mother hadn't stopped me at that time, I must have entered the crack to find you."

"Sorry to worry you."

Cheng Feng patted Wang's soft back and said apologetically, "I found a good place in Jichuan Bingyuan, which can sharpen my blade."

"I fell into cultivation, so I returned a little late. It will not happen again next time."

"What did you find in the ice abyss of Jichuan? What did you find?"

Wang's gentle mood stabilized and asked.

"That's a scar left by a swordsman."

Cheng Fengchang breathed out and said, "the crack in front of us that goes directly to the interior of Jichuan ice abyss is actually the sword saint who stabbed it with a sword!"

"What? A sword saint?"

For the swordsman, Wang Qingren didn't have a deep concept in his heart.

But since it can be called the "sword saint", it must be an existence at the same level as the saint, which is more powerful than expected.

"Yes, it's the sword saint."

Cheng Feng nodded, "but the swordsman should have left here long ago."

"But even so, the sword spirit produced by that sword is not trivial. It can sharpen my blade."

"I'll go again tomorrow. Maybe I can raise my blade posture to level nine in one fell swoop."

Knife posture is the evolution of knife meaning.

Generally, people who can practice Sabre moves have great talent in Sabre skills.

If you can practice the Ninth level sword posture, Cheng Fengguang can fight against the ninth strongest person in heaven.

At this point, Cheng Feng looks at yuan Fengmei.

"By the way, aunt yuan, where you stayed in Jichuan Bingyuan, do you still have an impression?"

"If you can, please draw a map for me. I'm going to walk again."

"Childe Cheng, are you looking for something?"

Yuan Fengmei pondered a little and then asked, "this kind of thing should be related to the cold in her body."

"Well, good."

Cheng Feng didn't hide: "as far as I know, the cold in Miss Wang's body is a high-level real water."

"The origin of this true water should be located in the ice abyss of Jichuan."

"When you were pregnant with Miss Wang more than ten years ago, it is estimated that you happened to encounter the true water source. A trace of the true water source invaded your body."

"But it was absorbed by Miss Wang, and a stream of real water was born in her body."

"Is that so?"

After listening to Cheng Feng's words, yuan Fengmei and Wang Ruan suddenly realized.

It was all clear why Wang Qingren was born cold.

"Childe Cheng, can you cure this disease?"

In order to cure Wang's mild cold, yuan Fengmei visited countless famous doctors, but they were helpless.

Since Cheng Feng saw the crux of Wang Qingwen, he said there might not be a cure.

But Cheng Feng shook his head.

"Aunt yuan, the level of real water in Miss Wang's body is very high."

"If I guess correctly, it may be the first water in the list of real water, Jiutian holy water."

"This kind of real water is super powerful. It lies dormant in Miss Wang's body and uses it as a hotbed to warm up herself."

"Unless you grow up completely, leave Miss Wang's body by yourself."

"Ordinary people can't expel them at all!"

"What? Jiutian holy water?"

Hearing the speech, yuan Fengmei was in despair: "it's over. There's no hope at all!"

Yuan Fengmei doesn't know much about Jiutian holy water.

But since it can rank first in the real water list, it must be very scary.

By their means, I'm afraid there's no hope to save Wang.

"Aunt yuan, in fact, is not completely hopeless."

When yuan Fengmei was desperate, Cheng Feng suddenly said, "if we can find the origin eukaryotic of Jiutian holy water, we may be able to attract the new Jiutian holy water in Miss Wang's body."

"After all, children always want to be reunited when they see their parents."