Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Five: Shitai Ghost?
The cold moon hangs high, and the cold light is like a road.
The mountains are silent and the stone platforms are like jade.
Even with Chu Feng's temperament, he felt a chill and an invisible pressure.
Emit from it.
Chu Feng's eyes widened and he felt a little suffocated.
Buzz buzz!
Inside the body, the blood is rolling and rushing.
Behind him, the mottled sword box was buzzing crazily.
On the stone platform.
The figure slowly looked back. His long hair was disheveled and messy like grass, but through his long hair, a pair of eyes were as bright and dazzling as sharp swords.
Chu Feng felt that his heart suddenly stopped.
Those eyes.
Only the light of the sword.
Endless sword rays are intertwining, complex and dense! Each sword qi can span the sky and destroy the stars of all ages.
"sword!"
The figure uttered a word, which exploded in Chu Feng's ears like thunder from the sky.
puff!
Chu Feng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.
He felt that the Demonic Sword Lotus in his body was vibrating crazily.
"Senior...senior?" Chu Feng said in a deep voice.
At this time, a sigh suddenly came from the stone platform. The figure sighed softly, glanced at Chu Feng, and slowly dissipated in the moonlight!
When the figures disperse.
The pressure also disappeared, and Chu Feng felt that his whole body felt light.
"What's wrong? Chu Feng, don't scare me!"
"You're not crazy, are you?"
Opening his eyes, he saw in front of him the Thunder Bird, with an anxious look on his face, and a pair of wings that was about to flap down hard.
Seeing Chu Feng open his eyes, the Thunder Swallowing Bird stopped and looked obedient.
"Chu Feng...are you okay?" it asked carefully.
"fine!"
Chu Feng took a deep breath.
"Senior, what did you just say? You and I are the only ones on this mountain!" The Thunder Swallowing Bird muttered in a low voice, "Besides, I don't think you were doing well before? You still have sword intent surging, why did you vomit blood all of a sudden!
"
It is puzzled.
"Didn't you see it?" Chu Feng's eyes moved slightly and he asked.
"What did you see?" The Thunder Swallowing Bird was still puzzled.
"nothing!"
Chu Feng gradually calmed down, and he realized at this moment that his back was completely wet.
"Sword Thirty-Four Peaks!"
He whispered, looking at the stone platform with some lingering fear.
When he circulated his sword intention, the devil's sword intention surged, the endless shadow of the devil, and the void holding the sword actually aroused the extraordinary things here.
Here, it is indeed as rumored.
but.
It is different from the so-called Devil's Peak.
It is not that there is a real devil entrenched here, but... there is an unparalleled inheritance.
Chu Feng saw the ultimate swordsmanship from the eyes of that figure!
Unparalleled in the world.
Just one sword mark can kill the sun, moon and stars.
Such swordsmanship is absolutely rare in the world!
"There are sages who passed down the teachings! The previous owner of this mountain did not die from a terrible terror, but... was unable to withstand the complete swordsmanship!"
"Just one look and I almost collapsed!"
Chu Feng gasped for breath.
That glance showed endless swordsmanship, boundless sharpness and sharpness.
If he hadn't been weak enough and hadn't been completely inspired to come out, Chu Feng would probably have completely perished with just that one glance!
Even if he is immortal, he will inevitably fall into that kind of swordsmanship.
"What a terrifying inheritance!"
"but!"
"I also have my own advantages. My cultivation level is not high, and my spiritual thoughts are powerful. If I continue to comprehend, I may not have a chance to master it!"
"this……"
"Perhaps this is also the reason why the palace master arranged for me to enter this place!"
Chu Feng took a deep breath.
He glanced at the Thunder Swallowing Bird, then threw out dozens of spirit stones and said in a deep voice, "Go back to your room and rest!"
"Refining these spiritual stones, no matter what happens, don't worry about me!"
"Really?" The Thunder Swallowing Bird expressed concern, but started to go back to the room without looking back.
"Um!"
"You don't care if you vomit blood?" the Thunder Swallowing Bird asked.
"yes!"
"What if he died?" The Thunder Swallowing Bird thought to himself, wouldn't it be wonderful?
"If I die, I will skin you and chop you into pieces before that happens!"
Chu Feng raised his eyebrows.
He no longer paid attention to the Thunder Swallowing Bird, sat cross-legged on the boulder, took a deep breath, and the Demonic Sword Intention started to work again.
The huge rocks here contain great secrets.
Only warriors who have concentrated their sword intent can inspire it.
so.
A hundred years ago, all those who came here were those who had reached a very high level in the way of swordsmanship before they could live in this peak.
And encountered that figure.
He should be teaching the Dharma.
"Supreme swordsmanship!"
"Perhaps this is also the reason why countless talented people in the past are willing to take risks and stay here!"
"Just one glance contains shocking sword marks. What would it be like if all the sword skills were reflected?"
Chu Feng whispered.
Buzz!
The sword intent of the demon surged, and the shadows of three thousand demons held their swords in the void, as if they were sitting there for eternity.
At this moment, the sword lotus, the sword box, and the sword-holding thoughts all roared like thunder from the sky.
The bright moon hangs high, and there is a cold light like a horse. As the sword intention moves, it buzzes! One after another, pressure, like flowing water, gathers.
The stone platform was quiet, and under the moonlight, a thin and dry figure with long hair disheveled was reflected again.
He is sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, shaped like an evil ghost, his eyes are as deep and vast as the starry sky, with sword marks crisscrossing them!