[Chapter 1111 The might of the giant sword, the ancient battle]
sword!
On the towering mountain, a huge sword plunged straight into the top of the mountain.
It is about three thousand feet long, with a hilt of hundreds of feet. The blade is shining with cold light, majestic and supreme.
When you get closer and take a closer look, you can see that this is not a real sword.
This is clouds, vegetation, rocks and other miscellaneous things that form this huge sword shape. These things are gathered together in one place, but they are lifelike and scary.
This was completely condensed with sword energy, flying from the sky and piercing the mountain top, but I don’t know who it is, but it has such tyrannical power?
Opposite this giant sword, the Suzaku Sword Master stood quietly with his hands crossed and his eyes slightly closed, his white hair and clothes fluttering in the strong wind on the top of the mountain.
"Is this a challenge letter to the teacher?"
Behind the Suzaku Sword Master, the two boys Qinghe and Chihe were whispering.
"Yes." There was a hint of fear in Chihe's childish tone.
Unlike his junior brother Qinghe Tongzi, he saw with his own eyes this giant sword flying from the sky, as powerful as a swimming dragon. The sword fell in the wind, making a loud sound, and the earth shook, stretching for thousands of miles!
This sword brought an arrogant challenge letter.
"Xiao Farewell, ten days later, there will be a battle on the top of Gucheng Mountain. We will hate you for ten thousand years. Don't break the promise!"
For who knows how many years, no one has dared to call the Suzaku Sword Master by his name.
Anyone who dares to do this will be able to be torn into pieces by his disciples and admirers without even having to take action from the Sword Master.
But this time, the Sword Master was not angry. He just faced the giant sword quietly, with a cautious expression, and even a bit of fear and respect. This look was that of Qinghe and Chihe.
As a child, I have never seen it on the teacher's face.
Even when facing the high priests of the temple, or star masters such as the Lord of the Seven Stars and the Lord of the Fire Source, the Suzaku Sword Master has always been arrogant and condescending.
Especially the Qinghe boy, who once followed the Suzaku Sword Master's order and used the sword intention in a worship box to defeat the four great constellation masters headed by Mr. Yi Zhuye, his confidence in the teacher could not be increased.
From their narrow perspective, the Suzaku Sword Master is heaven and God. Among the seven places of Suzaku, no one dares to offend the teacher's majesty.
However, it was finally overturned today.
"call"
Suzaku Sword Master suddenly opened his eyes, his beard and hair were flying, and his eyes were bright.
"Chisu, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship has improved to this point! Ten thousand years of loneliness, it seems that it has really helped you a lot! I'm really looking forward to the battle in ten days!"
He let out a burst of heroic laughter, the mountains shook, and the color of the heaven and earth changed!
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The one who issued this ten-day challenge was Fei Hongchisu who returned from the sky of the galaxy.
Three months have passed, and Feng Ziyue has mastered all the secrets of the Flying Dragon Sword. All he owes is the fire.
When it comes to martial arts at the Jutian realm, enlightenment alone is still not enough. Even if you fully understand a martial arts, it still takes time to accumulate and accumulate.
Even so, Fei Hongchisu was also amazed.
At this moment, she was even more distracted*.
"You have mastered the Flying Dragon Sword. My last concern has been wiped away. Now I just need to recuperate enough to wait for the battle in ten days!"
Warriors constantly pursue breakthroughs, often disregarding their own life and death. The only thing they care about is their own martial arts inheritance.
The Flying Dragon Sword is a martial art passed down from the family. However, since the death of the ancestor of Wubao, Feihong's family has long been in decline and was almost exterminated. She has been in seclusion in the vast sky of the galaxy for ten thousand years, never having contact with a man, and will not leave any bloodline.
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If she is defeated by the Vermillion Bird Sword Master after this battle, the Feihong family will be completely wiped out in the galaxy, and there will be no successors to this shocking martial arts.
But now that Feng Ziyue can inherit this sword, she is extremely confident. She believes that he can carry forward this sword technique, and she can rest in peace even if she dies.
Feng Ziyue was speechless. They came back from Xinghe Cangzi, passed through the ancient passage, and returned to the top of the ancient mountain again. The place was covered with snow and quiet. The battles and noises that occurred before March had long since returned to peace.
Just like the entire Tianyin world, it seems that the violent deaths of the two big figures three months ago have been forgotten. Everyone's eyes are focused on Gu* Mountain ten days later.
"In a few days, everyone should be here. If you want to solve the problem at Suzaku Academy, you'd better leave now..."
Fei Hongchiche changed the subject and asked Feng Ziyue to leave on his own to solve the murder of Su Wuchang.
Now that everyone's attention has been attracted by the epoch-making battle between Fei Hongchisu and Suzaku Sword Master, masters from various sects will naturally no longer have the intention to hunt down Feng Ziyue.
The only thing that will not give up is Zhuque Academy itself.
If Feng Ziyue wants to find an opportunity to settle this matter, this should be the opportunity.
Fei Hongchisu also understood Feng Ziyue's character very well, so she naturally would not doubt Feng Ziyue's ability and means to solve this matter.
Feng Ziyue was silent for a while and nodded.
"Okay, I will be back within ten days."
Fei Hongchisu smiled sweetly, his eyes full of approval. "Of course you have to come back. You can't miss the battle between me and the Suzaku Sword Master. Regardless of victory or defeat, this should also be the best swordsmanship among Suzaku Qisu for thousands of years."
"The Strongest Battle"... Her tone was light, as if she was describing an ordinary thing, but she revealed unquestionable pride.
She is not modest at all, but she also has such confidence to describe it.
Not only is this the most powerful battle in Suzaku Qisu's history in thousands of years, but even in the Mitian Star Territory, there may not be such a wonderful showdown.
If a swordsman like Feng Ziyue could watch this battle from the sidelines, the benefits would be unimaginable.
Just..., go back as soon as possible!"
Fei Hongchisu closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the top of the ancient mountain, as if he had turned into an iceberg, without saying a word.
Feng Ziyue bowed his head and raised his dagger to show respect, turned around and left, speeding towards the direction of Zhuque Academy.
Before this earth-shattering battle, he still had some little troubles to resolve.
Today's Zhuque Academy is in a state of panic. Su Wuchang is dead, Long Jingtian is dead, the cold-hearted Taoist lady can't sit out and doesn't say a word. All the disciples are in a panic and don't know what to do.
The disciples of many big families and sects dispersed one after another to avoid unexpected disasters.
It was not until today that the arrival of two more honorary elders finally brought some morale to Suzaku Academy.
"Elder Cai! Elder Fang!"
"I must avenge Su Shanchang!"
Outside the gate of Suzaku Academy, a group of disciples shouted, but their voices were sparse and lacked confidence. More disciples remained silent. Even the two white-haired elders did not give them enough confidence.