[Chapter 1062: The Sword Master comes out of seclusion? 】
"Who is that person..."
In the Suzaku Academy, Su Wuchang's face was pale, and he was slumped in a chair, with beads of sweat as big as soybeans oozing out from his forehead. He naturally knew how powerful that sword was, and how powerful it was like a divine dragon, even from a thousand feet away.
It also gave him a chill.
If this sword was coming towards him, it would be impossible to resist it!
What’s even more frightening is that this person has no idea where he came from or his origins!
Sister Lengxin's brows also furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan". This kind of surprise could not have been anticipated in advance.
The appearance of Taoist Poison was an unexpected surprise to her, especially the fact that this old poisoner with a withdrawn personality actually invented something like the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor, which made her even more overjoyed.
No matter how powerful Feng Ziyue's martial arts were, he could never defeat the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor. Taoist Lengxin believed that he would definitely die this time.
She did not hesitate to use the soul-moving technique to hold back Su Wuchang, just to give Taoist Poison time to kill Feng Ziyue.
The appearance of Ye Wang Chong was also expected by her, but Ye Wang Chong alone was not enough to deal with the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor!
She is waiting for the two of them to die and completely eliminate her troubles. After that, she only needs to wait for the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor to dissipate before chasing down the Poison Taoist.
But what I never expected was that an expert who had never seen the dragon would appear and kill the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor with one sword, but actually saved the lives of Feng Ziyue and Ye Wangchong!
"Who is this person..."
Even she couldn't help mumbling to herself, her words full of worry.
In fact, this sword suddenly appeared in Zhuque Academy, and it immediately shocked the entire Tianyin world - even the entire Zhuque Qisu, all focused on this sword.
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Tianyin World, Emperor Realm, Sky Cliff.
On the top of the skyscraper cliff, there is a thatched cottage that has stood quietly for thousands of years.
Although it is inconspicuous at all, it can be considered a martial arts resort in Tianyin World and even the entire Zhuque Qisu.
Because this is the place where the most powerful swordsman among the seven places of Suzaku lives in seclusion!
He has walked on earth with both feet for thousands of years!
Just when Shenlong killed the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor with one sword that day, the thatched cottage seemed to be shaken. The two boys Qinghe and Chihe who were accompanying them under the skyscraper cliff changed their faces and hurriedly ran away.
Come up.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
The two boys had never seen such a vision before, and they couldn't help but be extremely frightened.
The sword master in the thatched cottage is now over 10,000 years old. His beard and hair are all white, but his complexion is still as rosy as a young man. Although he looks a little thin and stooped due to 10,000 years of seclusion, his aura is still strong.
It's still the same as before.
He slowly opened his eyes, his two white eyebrows trembling.
"Here you come, after ten thousand years, you are finally here!"
The sword master raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the sunlight coming in from the thatched cottage. The expression on his face was extremely heavy.
"I saw the divine dragon's sword from the sky. I never thought that you could actually practice such a sword technique with such a body..."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He laughed loudly and stood up, only to hear a crash and the grass huts around him flew out. The sword master stood proudly on the top of the sky-high cliff, looking down at all living beings coldly!
"Sir, have you left seclusion?"
The two boys Qinghe and Chihe were surprised and happy. They heard the sword master laughing loudly, "Since you are already here, how can I not leave the seclusion? Qinghe and Chihe, within a few days, someone must have spread the word
When the letter comes, be sure to hand it to me!"
He confessed and turned around immediately. In just a flash, he had already slipped into the misty clouds and was nowhere to be found!
Qing He and Chi He looked at each other, not knowing why.
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If the news of the sword master's escape was spread, it would definitely cause an uproar, but the people in Suzaku Academy still haven't received the news.
Ye Wangchong killed Taoist Du almost without any resistance. Out of the Tie family's face, he just gave Tie Bofu a harsh lesson and asked him to go back to Stone City for retreat.
This grumpy little overlord was like a soft-footed shrimp at this time, almost grateful for his gratitude.
The way this matter ended was beyond everyone's expectation.
However, everyone understands the fact that after the death of Taoist Du, no one can stop Feng Ziyue from entering the year-end competition.
With Feng Ziyue's current martial arts skills, Bai Zhiwei is definitely no match!
Does she have any hope of winning the other two items?
"I think it's Feng Ziyue's turn this time. Senior Sister Zhiwei is really unlucky..."
Even among Bai Zhiwei's most loyal fans, such thoughts have spread.
When everyone saw Feng Ziyue on the road, there was a sense of awe in their eyes. The mountain leader Su Wuchang and the deacon Leng Xin had not shown their faces at all since the battle against the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor.
"Master Feng, it's a pity that I went to the southwest mountains to comprehend the Infinite Sword Intent that day. Otherwise, I would have fought against the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor with you. It's such a pity to miss it this time!"
After Feng Ziyue demonstrated his immeasurable sword skills to imitate the body of the Treasure Moonlight King, the swordsman realized a trace of the Infinite Sword Intent and went to retreat in the southwest mountains. He came back this day and heard about Feng Ziyue's battle with the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor.
Sighing, I just regretted that I didn’t catch up.
"It's a pity that the Shenlong sword was too strong that day. I originally wanted to hone my sword power with the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor for a while to see if I had any chance of victory..."
Both of these people are obsessed with swordsmanship, and they don't think about the danger of the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor at all. One regrets that he didn't catch up with the big fight, and the other laments that the master appeared too early.
Nangong Min heard black threads in her head outside. She had known that Feng Ziyue was like this, so she had no choice but to let it go.
She was really worried when she heard about the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor that day. She heard that a sword from the sky could kill the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor. She didn't know how many times she recited the words "Buddha and Bodhisattva" in her heart. She didn't expect that Feng Ziyue still refused to return.
thing.
After Jian Chi talked about this with Feng Ziyue, he changed his tone and said with a smile: "Now that this battle is over, the next step is our Suzaku Academy's year-end competition. Mr. Feng is going to participate, right?"
Feng Ziyue nodded, "Since I'm here, I naturally hope to compete with a group of students."
The swordsman laughed loudly, "Well, since you want to participate, Mr. Feng, then I also want to participate. Although I know that my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, it is always good to have more fights."
Feng Ziyue smiled and nodded, "Welcome!"
The year-end competition is at the end of the month. Calculating carefully, it only lasts for about ten days.
He has been studying in Suzaku Academy for half a year, and he has already understood the general situation. The year-end competition is not only to win the pot of transformation of gods and humans for Yan Ye Palace, but also a summary of his six months of study!