Chapter 222: Do you have any deep grudge against him?
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Feng Ziyue's body shape is like a long dragon flying through the sky, his white clothes are fluttering, he is as straight as a fairy, and his sword shines like snow.
Guan Zhongliu looked horrified, the sword light had shattered, and he could no longer resist.
One sword! Two cuts!
The head of Liu Zhongliu flew out of the tube, and with a crash, the scene shattered.
Feng Ziyue returned to the Zen room, faced the surprised old monk, and smiled slightly.
"How was the sword strike just now?"
The old monk sighed, "Sir, do you have any deep grudge against this benefactor?"
Feng Ziyue's training in the dream world has already trampled Guan Zhongliu seventeen or eighteen times. Although Guan Zhongliu's Phoenix Yu Fei sword technique is also quite magical, Feng Ziyue's sword skills are becoming more and more proficient.
Even with the changes in the first four moves of Shenjue, he was still unable to resist. Now, he only needs to use the first move to kill Tiangang with one sword, and he can already be killed with the sword.
The training in the dream world this time was almost no different from real combat.
The only pity is that no matter how strong the master is, it is difficult to give people a real sense of tension between life and death. Feng Ziyue tried it once and faced a group of masters in the Changming Tower, hoping to understand the return of ten thousand swords.
The little mystery of one, but lacking the understanding between life and death, has little effect.
However, the subtle changes in swordsmanship due to repeated battles with masters have indeed been greatly improved.
This period of constant fierce fighting also made Feng Ziyue's seventh-level innate state more stable, and the first four moves of the Sword God Art have been completely restored to the level of the previous life.
The realm of integrating body and sword has finally been achieved.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, his current level of Sword God Technique is almost the same as that of the Changming Pagoda battle in his previous life. Coupled with his understanding of the unknown swordsmanship, he is actually slightly better than half a dozen.
In terms of strength, although he is only at the seventh level of innateness now and has not reached the peak of the ninth level of innateness, he possesses the realm of the Martial Emperor himself and has an unbreakable body. Coupled with his cultivation in the Taixuan Sensing Chapter, his actual combat power is
, it won’t be too different from the previous life.
Every day in this dream space, Feng Ziyue will fight with masters to gain insights. At the same time, he will also allocate part of his time to deduce the nameless swordsmanship. Although this swordsmanship is completely unusable for the time being, for the ultimate swordsmanship
environment, but also more understanding.
In addition, Blood God Baolu Feng Ziyue also spent time practicing. This innate martial arts that cultivates the power of blood is indeed extremely magical. Looking at the Blood Nightmare Sutra, Feng Ziyue can't help but be amazed.
, discover the subtle and magical place of this blood energy.
The so-called incarnation of blood shadow, thousands of clones, it seems that it is not impossible to cultivate to the extreme.
Although this blood shadow method is difficult to practice, the advantage is that once it transforms into a blood shadow, the sword will not hurt the limbs. In critical moments, it can save lives.
Feng Ziyue did not hesitate and immediately learned this secret technique, and even asked the old monk for advice. Within this period of time, he has been able to use it freely, but the method of attacking with the body will take at least several years of hard work before he can use it.
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The cold and heat passed easily, and he practiced hard every day. Unknowingly, he had been staying in this invincible monk's treasure for more than half a year.
The duel with Long Buyang was approaching, and Feng Ziyue no longer pushed for a breakthrough. Instead, he sat quietly and practiced Qi every day, making sure to raise all his energy, energy, and spirit to the highest level.
When I return to the dream world, it changes as I wish. Fengziyue Mountain is on a high cliff platform, quietly watching the sun rise and set, like this for three days.
It wasn't until the bells rang leisurely in his ears that he shook his clothes and suddenly stood up.
Open your eyes and reveal your inner essence.
Still in the Zen room, the old monk sat opposite him, clasped his hands and praised loudly.
"Excellent! Excellent! Mr. Feng is now so full of energy that he can be called the phase of the inner dharma. In the past hundred years, anyone who can enter this phase of the inner dharma has never been defeated, no matter how powerful the enemy is. After seven days, the battle between the young master and Long Buyang, a strange man of that generation, will definitely be exciting!"
The old monk had a look of envy on his face. He was originally a ray of spiritual thought from a great master a thousand years ago, but now he can only be trapped in the dream stone and cannot see the new generation of masters fighting. He felt very regretful in his heart.
Feng Ziyue laughed, "Master, don't worry, come back as soon as you go. In seven days, we will definitely bring Long Buyang, a strange man of this generation, and we will not let you down!"
Long Buyang was only as strong as Chu Kuangren, the best in the world. No one could easily win in front of him, but Feng Ziyue's momentum had reached its peak at this time, and he was full of confidence in winning.
After this battle, he naturally had to copy Long Buyang, a powerful enemy, into the dream world. Then the old monk would naturally be able to see it.
The old monk also laughed, "Then just wait for the good news, Master!"
With a flick of his sleeves, his body gradually disappeared. Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, held the Dream Return Stone tightly, and exited the Dream Return World.
Before leaving, he went to look at Taotie in the cracks in the back mountain.
During the past six months, Feng Ziyue often went to see if it had finished eating the bats. Unexpectedly, although the gluttonous food was large, the vampire bats seemed to be endless. After eating for half a year, they had not eaten all of them. Until now, It seems to be a lot sparser. It seems that Taotie can finally complete this task in the past few days.
This is exactly what Feng Ziyue meant.
"Brother Taotie, I will be away for a few days. When I come back, you will probably have eaten all these bats. Then, how about you come back to your hometown with me for a change of taste?"
Taotie was very happy. Although he was not picky about food, he had been eating these bats for half a year. Although they were all plump and tasty, he was a little tired of them. He was about to urge Feng Ziyue, but he was even more happy when he came to visit him. .
"Very good! Very good! I'll wait for you here. You go and come back quickly!"
Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently and left the Invincible Monk Treasure. In the golden palace ahead, five hundred golden monks were still resting inside the wall. In the past six months, no one had been here, and thick dust had fallen.
Open the golden door, walk out of the passage, return to the snow-capped mountains, and see the vast sky and snow-capped mountains.
On this supreme peak, there are no ancients before and no newcomers after.
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, his ambition and pride were uncontrollable.
In Wuyang City, it was the end of winter. It was the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and white snow was falling. Two days later it was New Year's Eve. Feng Ziyue participated in the Tianwu trial last year, and this year he had a battle with Long Buyang. It was already For two consecutive years, I have not gone home to celebrate the New Year.
The Feng family has a small banquet. Now Mr. Feng is too lazy to take care of things, Feng Bufan has returned, Chu Hongyu has recovered from his injury, Xueer has made rapid progress in practicing the Jade Seed Technique, and the family is living in harmony, but they are always thinking about Feng Ziyue's current situation.
"Yueer went out to practice and calculated the date. It was already the time for a battle with Long Buyang, a strange man of that generation, but I don't know how he is doing recently?"
His mother was worried when his son traveled thousands of miles. Chu Hongyu sighed with a worried look on her face. Although she knew that her son's strength was now beyond the reach of others, it did not mean that she would not worry about him.
"Young Madam, don't worry." The chief steward drank a few glasses of wine coldly, his face turned red, and he was not as indifferent as usual, "Master Yue, in the past few years, what has been difficult for him? More than two years ago, we had another
Who could have thought of today? This time, it will definitely be okay!"
Feng Ziyue's undefeated performance has been deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.
Looking back, more than two years ago, when Feng Ziyue turned fourteen, he was only at the second level of basic Xuan Qi, and could not even qualify as a warrior.
Two years later, he was able to challenge the legend of decades, Long Buyang, a rare and powerful person among the innates!
Just saying this makes people jaw-dropping and unbelievable.
To describe it as a miracle cannot express the magic of the earth-shaking changes in the past two years.
They all witnessed Feng Ziyue's journey with their own eyes.
Starting from the execution of the two brothers Feng Ziji and Feng Zixiang, Feng Ziyue lost control and entered the forbidden forest of the back mountain to practice for three months, turning around and becoming a martial artist at the peak level.
He worshiped Gong Yangxi as his disciple, killed Luan Wu of the Luan family, and Zheng Hu of the Zheng family, and broke through to the realm of warriors.
He also defeated Taoist Tieyi of the Eagle King Sect, and he became a martial artist.
Then he defeated Luan Tingfu, the head of the Luan family, and entered the realm of a great martial artist.
By the time the Feng and Zheng families competed, Feng Ziyue had transformed into a martial master!
No, not just the Martial Lord, but also the Martial Lord Killer who killed three great Martial Lords in a row!
This was only a matter of a few months. Even if it was only to this extent, Feng Ziyue's achievements were enough to make these old guys' jaws drop. But what Feng Ziyue did was far more than that.
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Just after this fierce battle, Feng Ziyue even frightened away an innate master.
Then not long after, another young master of the innate secret realm was crippled with one sword.
He then disappeared for a few days, and it was only recently that I heard Hu Xiaodao say that it turned out that Feng Ziyue broke into the Lihua Palace alone to save his sister, and single-handedly swept away an innate secret realm!
If Feng Tianhe and Chu Hongyu had known about this before the Tianwu trial, they would have fainted from fear.
But in the subsequent Tianwu Trial, Feng Ziyue surpassed all the disciples in the Xiantian Secret Realm and became the first person in the Tianwu Trial. He broke through the Xiantian in one fell swoop and became the heir to the Martial Saint!
Then, the Martial Saint, who had been famous for a long time and could almost be said to be the supreme martial arts master, also fell under Feng Ziyue's sword!
At this point, Feng Ziyue's crazy growth in the past two years has still not come to an end.
In just these few days, he will have a battle with the strange man Long Buyang. In more than a year, he will challenge the world's number one Lord of Outer Heaven, Kuangren Chu!
Feng Ziyue is still only sixteen years old!
When will his growth end?
Although his parents and relatives would inevitably be a little worried about him, more importantly, it was Feng Ziyue's victory in the past two years that gave them unlimited confidence.
Long Buyang, no problem!
Even the best Chu Kuangman in the world - Feng Ziyue will definitely not lose!
"Come! Let's wish Yue'er a great victory!"
Everyone drank the wine in their cups and looked towards the northwest, hoping that the news would be sent back as soon as possible.
At this moment, Xueer suddenly ran in happily.
"Grandpa! Dad! Mom! That sister who has been sleeping all this time is awake!"
What Xue'er was talking about was the woman Feng Ziyue brought back from the ancient treasures who had been sleeping for thousands of years. No one expected that she would wake up at this time.
Several members of the Feng family looked at each other, a little surprised.
Yumen Pass in the Desert.
At the same time, Feng Ziyue had already arrived at Guanxia.
It was the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the snow outside the Great Wall was as heavy as a mat. There were no flowers and only a biting cold air. Outside the Yumen Pass, the desert was covered in snow, and the caravans that usually kept coming and going had disappeared.
No one can bear this kind of weather when leaving customs. As for the tourists returning home, they should have arrived at home early by this time, and the whole family is reunited and having fun.
Even the soldiers guarding the gate couldn't stand the bone-chilling cold and hid in the hut to warm themselves by the fire.
The desert is endless, not even a single person is seen.
It was early morning, with clouds covering the sky, and only a faint hint of white in the east, proving that the sun was rising.
The jade door was closed, three feet of ice, and there was no one, except for the lonely bird, which made a miserable cry.
Feng Ziyue's journey along the way was like treading on water and waves, not touching the ground, and leaving no trace of his footprints on the snowy field behind him.
The light kung fu of stepping on the snow without a trace is just child's play for an innate master like him.
Just as the first ray of dawn shone on the Yumenxiong Gate, Feng Ziyue also happened to arrive at the gate. He chuckled lightly, tapped his left foot, jumped up, landed steadily on the tower, and stood with his sword in hand.
He closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.
He is waiting.
Waiting for the arrival of the strange man Long Buyang!
The seven-day rush did not dissipate his undefeated momentum. On the contrary, in this snowy and cold season, it added a bit of aloofness and awe-inspiringness, just like a green pine standing upright between heaven and earth, soaring into the sky with arrogance!
This undefeated sword energy rises into the sky through the steep Yumen Pass, illuminating the surrounding areas. As long as you step within a hundred miles, you will be frightened by Feng Ziyue's sword energy. Ordinary people will inevitably feel uneasy.
As for the warriors, they will be even more frightened.
This kind of supreme sword energy can ward off evil spirits. Even the dense clouds above the head were opened by the sword energy. A ray of sunlight fell and shone on the black wood holy sword on Feng Ziyue's back. Black mysterious light
, extremely dazzling!
The snow fell silently, and soon dyed Feng Ziyue's head and shoulders white.
His whole body seemed to be a clay and wood sculpture, completely motionless, and the snow quickly became thicker and thicker, as if he, apart from emitting the sky-high sword energy, had not lost any heat.
This is the secret of an impermeable body. As long as Feng Ziyue is willing, he can concentrate all his power in his body without leaking even a single bit.
Now he is waiting for a earth-shattering battle. Apart from using his sword energy to tell the world that he has arrived, he is not willing to waste any energy.
Before long, Feng Ziyue had turned into a snowman, as if he had stopped breathing, and there were even patches of snow on both sides of his nose.
Only the sword light was still unrivaled in sharpness, shining with supreme majesty.
Suddenly, Feng Ziyue's shoulders moved slightly, and the snow fell, scattering all over the ground.
somebody is coming!
The person coming is like a blazing fire dragon, coming from the west, crossing the sky with a fierce momentum, heading straight towards Fengzi Mountain!