The gray sword shadows and the golden sword shadows are each thousands of feet long, occupying half of the sky, dyeing this world into these two colors.

The sword tip and the blade were deliberately fighting each other and they touched each other accurately. The sound of the sound seemed to be no earth-shaking movement. It was just a circle of energy ripples, like water waves, scattering in circles. Wherever the ripples passed, the space rolled up layers of folds and fell onto the earth. A swaying ground, rocks shattered, and the earth shattered. If an ordinary distracted monk was involved, he would die suddenly on the spot.

From the scene for the time being, it seems that I have fought evenly. However, as time goes by, the golden sword shadow gradually fell at a disadvantage.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Daocheng was shocked. Through the fight, he had already felt the realm of Fengchen and had absolutely no breakthrough to overcome the tribulation. At best, it was in the late stage of the fusion, and it seemed that he had just broken through.

But it's fine if he is so strong in his mental power. He can be said to be gifted, and his spiritual power is not a strong point. However, in this kind of struggle, he is actually at a disadvantage.

He was actually under the severity of the rising stars who had such a big gap in realm. Even if the opponent was in trouble, Zhang Daocheng was a little embarrassed.

"Even if you are more shameless, you can't just lose, otherwise you will be shameless." Zhang Daocheng thought.

The golden sword retreated, Zhang Daocheng flashed, and the long sword in his hand roared. He stabbed him again at the sword shadow transformed by Feng Chen.

"Protector Zhang, it's quite fast to change his moves." Feng Chen also sang the body and hurriedly retreated. The Golden Light Blade only needs the most powerful force. If he fails to hit one attack, his remaining power is not strong. Zhang Daocheng took the lead in changing his moves, and he has already taken the lead.

However, although Feng Chen had already failed to take the lead, he retreated calmly without panic. The three fundamentals of method, body, soul, cultivation, and one of the methods was almost the same as Zhang Daocheng, and he could barely gain the upper hand. Refining the body is not enough for the middle stage of the tribulation, and it still needs to be tempered.

But the soul is a way of fighting spirit, and Fengchen can consciously abuse Zhang Daocheng. The so-called "scrap" is not distinguished from life and death, but also does not distinguish between means. The mental power is also part of his strength.

It felt like a little short of a second, as if there was a sharp feeling behind him. Feng Chen suddenly thought of the sword energy hidden in the mezzanine of the space that Zhang Daocheng had slashed out at the beginning.

Chasing forward and blocking backward seems to have determined the outcome.

"Since that's the case, Zhang Guardian, I'm sorry." The next moment, Feng Chen stopped his retreating pace. A wisp of mental power gathered into a needle and stabbed Zhang Daocheng's eyebrows.

Zhang Daocheng instantly felt a stinging pain in his soul. The sword moves in his hand could no longer be maintained, and he could not even keep flying, and fell straight down.

When he woke up again, the blade was already on his neck.

"The sect leader has a good method." Zhang Daocheng lost simply, but he was also free and easy.

"Haha, Protector Zhang, I'm giving in. I'm just winning by surprise. If you are on guard, I'm afraid I'll lose." Feng Chen was not polite, and thought he could already pay homage to the late stage of the tribulation.

However, it was a little difficult to fight with Zhang Daocheng. Although he still had some tricks, Zhang Daocheng did not fight hard either. Now it seems that even if he had all the tricks, he could compete with the strong men in the middle stage of the tribulation.

However, Feng Chen was not in a hurry and was quite satisfied with the result. When his physical training level was also improved and his cultivation level reached the peak of Soul-Starting, he would definitely be able to fight for the peak of tribulation.

After a battle, Feng Chen realized his strength and had a clear position. He was in a good mood. Looking at the land below, which was devastated by the battle between them, he took out tens of spiritual stones and turned into spiritual dew. He then condensed into heavy rain to wash the earth.

Then in a short time, the grass grew and the beards flew, the seeds sprouted out the branches and buds, and the big trees flourished. In an instant, it was a fertile land of thousands of miles, looking like a vibrant look.

"Aura, it's indeed a good thing, but just tens of thousands of spirit stones, and such a scene of fortune can be produced." Feng Chen sighed.

"It's ruined by me, and it's also born by me, so it's perfect."

"Let's go, go back to Baijia Academy first."

"Yes, the sect leader." Zhang Daocheng responded, but he did not dare to let Feng Chen take action anymore, so he hurriedly opened the space channel first.

After returning, Zhang Daocheng left first, and he had to host the competition. After all, this was the first time, so he, the apparent dean, still needed to be present. Fengchen returned to his yard and fed the fish to enjoy the scenery. Unfortunately, Li Minghao did not come to cook. Without food, there would be less fun.

The fish were fed and the scenery was appreciated. When I was free, Feng Chen took out the Star-Slaying Knife. This weapon that had been following him for a long time could not keep up with him now.

The seals on it have already been opened, but they cannot fully carry his current power. If you look closely, you will see a few cracks on the smooth blade.

This is the golden blade left behind when fighting with Zhang Daocheng just now. It seems to be a sword with a body and a sword with a body. In fact, it is a body and a weapon with a body to control a weapon. The real battle is still two weapons. After a touch, it has been damaged.

"It seems that it will depend on you in the future." Feng Chen said to himself, taking out the stone-making broken knife. Even now, Feng Chen has not revealed the true face of the stone knife. He thought it had only one attribute, hard, extremely hard.

But just when the battle was just over, Feng Chen accidentally discovered a new weirdness. When he injected his mental power into this half-handled stone knife, its weight would increase with the amount of mental power he injected into.

If he is uncontrollable, it will be so heavy that even he can't lift it up now. With his current strength, even if it is a mountain, it will not be difficult to lift it up. This small stone knife can actually be heavier than a mountain.

"Can it be really a great treasure, and the divine object teaches itself?" Feng Chen guessed. He didn't go too deep. He had studied it many times and found nothing.

Feng Chen attributed this to the time that the time has not come. Just like this discovery just now, he had tried mental power before, but he didn't do it, but he had done it again recently. Isn't this the time?

"Touch the broken knife." Feng Chen discovered a new purpose. It is also very good to carry this thing on his body as a counterweight for body refining.

This method was used at the beginning of cultivation, but it was gradually abandoned later. It does not mean that this method is not easy to use. It is to temper the body and strengthen the strength. The more primitive the method, the more it is, the easier it is to use.

In addition, this can also temper one's own mental power, soul-energizing, soul-hardening, and soul-raising. These three steps are closely related to mental power. The stronger the mental power is polished, the faster the promotion of cultivation will be, and the more stable the foundation will be.

"I didn't expect you to be useful. In this way, it's time to give you a name. It's as heavy as a mountain, but not as thick as a sharp one. Just call it Feixue." Feng Chen nodded very freshly and was very satisfied with the name he gave.

In fact, only he knows what he thought. If he remembers correctly, the name of the Blood Spirit Sword is Ningbing.

I took a piece of fur from the Eight-turned Demon Demon, plus some minerals, lightly tap the fingertips of the wind and dust, and flew around with a little bit of fire. In a short while, a simple and craziest scabbard was ready. Put Feixue in and try it, which is very suitable.

Feng Chen nodded with satisfaction, but a bee jumped out inappropriately.

The simple and direct words were like a heavy hammer hitting Feng Chen's heart, causing Feng Chen's mouth to twitch: "It's so ugly."

"Calm and calm." Feng Chen took a deep breath and kept calm, and could not be as knowledgeable as it did.

Put the scabbard on your body, and pull away the power of the air and land on the ground with your body alone.

"Bang."

The mountain shook, and fortunately his small courtyard blessed many formations. Otherwise, there would be a big pit on the ground. Carrying this knife, it would be like carrying a mountain.

"It seems that we need to adjust it well."

After moving my hands and feet, I felt the powerful oppression coming from my body. It was a long-lost feeling.

In the next time, Feng Chen practiced physical skills in the yard. He drank a mouthful of blood from time to time and practiced according to the visualization map of the dragon body of thousands of beasts. The dragon body may not have existed, but at this time Feng Chen was already a dragon head and a dragon claw that could be transformed. This body refining method that seemed impossible to practice to the Great Perfection actually reached a state that was only one step away from perfection.

There are also many powerful body refining techniques in the inheritance of the Guyang Dynasty. Feng Chen has not yet chosen to practice both, but he just has an obsession to cultivate the body of the Ten Thousand Beasts and Dragons to perfection. When he returns to the Nine Cauldron Continent in the future, he can let his cheap master see it and show it in front of him.

"It's soon, it's soon..."

I don’t know what’s going on, but I spent one day and night here in the polishing and practicing.

In the competition venue, Feng Chen did not show up, but just hid quietly in the dark. Watching Li Minghao on the battle stage, it caused a burst of fans to cheer.

In addition to practicing and not paying attention to foreign affairs, this is the first time Feng Chen knows that this cheap disciple is not only in front of him, but also a storied figure in the Hundred Schools. Thinking about it, it is not surprising that he has shown his potential and demeanor in the Guyang Trial, and it is not surprising that he has entered the eyes of some people with ulterior motives. In addition, Li Minghao’s relationship with him has not been deliberately hidden, and his value has doubled.

Of course, these are not the focus of Fengchen's attention. Today he just came to see if Li Minghao could give him some surprises. It could be considered a small farewell. Since then, he is afraid he will not have time to guide this disciple.

In the first battle, Li Minghao was lucky, a disciple who had just broken through. After more than a dozen moves between the two sides, Li Minghao seized the opportunity to defeat the enemy. Then, in the second round, he did not have such good luck.
Chapter completed!