Fortunately, Qiongqi was thick-skinned and powerful. Although he was attacked by the Netherworld Sword Qi, he was not injured.
Feng Ziyue patted its shoulder and raised his thumb.
"Old Niu, your vacuum black flame is really powerful!"
Qiongqi smiled innocently and blew out two streams of cold air from his nose, as if he was very disdainful of the opponent in front of him, Qiangu Sadness.
Seeing that Feng Ziyue wanted to take action personally, he shook his horns, jumped down, and went to share the roasted suckling pig with Taotie.
Feng Ziyue turned around and smiled at Qiangu Sad Guest.
Today he was not masked, and his face was pale, as if he were dead. There was a long red scar on his left cheek, which seemed to have never healed.
This is something special.
After entering the sixth level of innateness and possessing the realm of indestructibility, any disabilities and scars on the body can slowly heal.
Unless, you don't want to.
Just like Feng Ziyue in the previous life.
The meridians are broken and blind, and recovery may be very slow, but the injury of a broken arm is actually not difficult to grow back slowly if he is willing.
But for Feng Ziyue, he was already disheartened by that time, and he was already used to using the sword with his left hand.
The world is prosperous, even if it cannot be seen.
But if your relatives are separated and you are alone, what's the use of seeing it?
So he chose not to recover from his injuries and left himself alone and lonely.
Then why does this eternal sad man not want to restore this scar on his face?
For a moment, Feng Ziyue suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
"Your Excellency is here again today, are you still here for the fragments of the Supreme Pillar Stone? You escaped that day, and you dare to come back again?"
Although there was no winner in the battle in the woods on the roadside, Qiangu Sadness was concerned about his daughter and could not use the Nether Sword Energy to its fullest, so he was already at a disadvantage.
Feng Ziyue's words of killing were not just empty threats.
If he couldn't do it with all his strength, he would definitely not be able to escape with his life under Feng Ziyue's sword.
That's why the Qiangu Sad Guest hurriedly escaped using a secret method. Feng Ziyue had long expected that he would appear, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
Moreover, he is still holding his daughter. Does he think that in this Wanjian Villa, he still has a chance to escape calmly?
Qiangu Sadness glanced at him coldly, coughed, and raised his long sword at an angle.
"Today I have no worries. It's not yet certain who will live and who will die!"
Feng Ziyue was surprised. He still held his daughter in his hands, so why did he say that he had no worries? I just saw him and Qiongqi fighting, and it turned out that he didn't hold back at all. He didn't seem to worry about the daughter in his arms being exposed to the sword energy.
The look of backlash.
Could it be...
He looked at the little girl in the arms of Qiangu Sad Guest, and saw that her complexion was crystal clear and her eyes were silver, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Jade Bodhi!"
Feng Ziyue is now also a sixth-grade pharmacist. He is one step closer to stepping into the role of innate, and his knowledge is also extraordinary. The strange appearance on the little girl's face is clearly caused by taking the holy medicine Jade Bodhi.
This medicine does have a miraculous effect in resisting the invasion of netherworld energy, but its more important effect seems to be to save people's lives.
——This eternally sad guest actually asked for the holy medicine Jade Bodhi a few days after he left. That was all. He actually gave his daughter this life-saving holy medicine casually, just to be able to resist it for a few hours.
The Nether Sword Qi allows him to give full play to his power without any worries!
It's such a troublesome thing. As long as he is willing to send his daughter elsewhere, wouldn't this problem of worries be easily solved?
Abandon the near and seek the far; abandon the easy and seek the difficult.
The eternal heartbreaker does not trust anyone and will not let his daughter leave him even half a step. It seems that it is indeed true.
"good!"
After hearing about the deeds of the Qiangu Sad Guest, Feng Ziyue was indeed eager to try and fight against this master of the Demon Cult from a thousand years ago.
His Nether Sword Qi gave Feng Ziyue a lot of inspiration.
If we let go and fight, the benefits will naturally be greater.
What's more, he came here for the Supreme Pillar Stone. Even if Feng Ziyue didn't want to fight, this battle would be inevitable.
"But you were slightly injured in the battle with Qiongqi just now. I wonder if it will take a while to recover?"
"No need!"
Qiangu Sadness shook his head, "I am a dead person, so it doesn't matter if I am injured more or less! Take action!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword light had already been waved, and he saw a black mist shrouded in a blur, with a little phosphorescence, like the door of life and death, rolling towards Fengziyue overwhelmingly.
The location where Feng Ziyue fought was right at the main entrance hall of Wanjian Villa. The place was wide and open. At the beginning of the construction, he had already thought about today's situation, so it was the right place to start.
Just now Qiongqi and Qiangu Sadness started to attack each other, which already alarmed everyone behind them.
Feng Tianhe, Feng Bufan and Hu Xiaodao were out looking for treasures.
Everyone, led by Gong Yangxi and Shen Siniang, had already rushed to the village. They were all shocked when they saw this man taking action.
Especially Gongyang Xi, he couldn't help but become crazy again when he saw this peerless swordsmanship.
He was originally a swordsman fanatic, but Feng Ziyue made rapid progress and created the peerless Sword God Art. He also brought back the Nine Heavens Dragon Sword Technique, the Eight Sword Control Techniques and other peerless martial arts. He had already understood this and had a set of all-encompassing swords in his mind.
The law is also about to take shape.
Now that I have seen the swordsmanship of this eternal heartbreaker, I have gained even more understanding.
When Feng Ziyue returned to Wanjian Villa, he also mentioned this man's deeds to Gongyang Xi and others. At that time, Gongyang Xi was very surprised. He felt that he had been sitting in a well and looking at the sky for so many years, but he didn't see any heroes in the world.
Unexpectedly, besides Feng Ziyue, there are other masters who have found such a unique path and reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
What's even more frightening is that no one knows anything about this master.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, parted his hands, and the ancient bronze sword in his hand suddenly turned into gold, and flew out. It was one of the eight sword-controlling techniques, burning the sky with fire.
This Netherworld Sword Qi is overwhelming and cannot be stopped.
Only the sky-burning flames confront it.
When light and darkness meet, the sky and earth change color, which is really beautiful.
"I didn't expect to have such swordsmanship..."
Gong Yangxi sighed, as if he had some realization.
In terms of swordsmanship, Gongyang Xi is not inferior to Feng Ziyue. The method of practicing swordsmanship that he created that day is actually the originator of the line of sword gods. In this life, there is no chance to create useless swordsmanship.
It has almost touched the essence of pure swordsmanship.
The sword is also a murderous weapon.
Anyone holding a sharp weapon can be regarded as a swordsman as long as he learns the action of stabbing.
The ultimate goal of swordsmanship is to kill your enemy and establish your victory.
The more difficult and obscure the sword technique, the more powerful it is.
So some people say that swordsmanship is the martial art of genius.
Because the sword technique is different from many other weapons.
It is not as good as the sword technique. The most critical qualities it requires are not change and mystery, but the momentum and strength to move forward, the momentum that cuts everything in the world in half with one strike of the sword.
Therefore, those who use the sword must pay most attention to their mind and have clear thoughts. Only then can they achieve induality with the sword.
But the sword is different.
The most important thing in swordsmanship is qualifications.
Mentality and understanding, perseverance and perseverance are indeed necessary to achieve the supreme swordsmanship.
But if you don't have talent and qualifications, you will still be a little bit behind the top.
Nowadays, there are probably three people with the best sword skills in Tianwu Continent, and they are together in Wanjian Villa, which is a rare fate.
The peerless sword of Feng Ziyue and the death sword of the eternal heartbreaker are in a head-on duel.
Gong Yangxi, who was watching from the sidelines, had some realization in his heart, and a powerful sword technique was about to take shape.
"Although the death energy is strong, it can't help but burn the sky with my fierce fire!"
Feng Ziyue shouted loudly and stood proudly in the air. He turned his wrist and saw that the ancient bronze sword in the air was turning as he wished. It was actually more flexible than in his hand.
Without the limitations of the wrist, the flying sword can perform more wonderful and mysterious changes. Although the control power is slightly weaker than using the hand directly, it can also display more powerful power when combined with exquisite moves.
"Qiangu Sadness, your Nether Sword Qi is indeed a unique skill, but you were injured by Qiongqi just now, and now you are no match for me!"
Hearing Feng Ziyue announce this name, the swordsman in black was a little startled.
No one has called him that again in a thousand years, so when he suddenly mentioned it, he felt sad.
Eternal sadness is worthy of its name.
Now, isn’t it already a thousand years ago?
The Qiangu Sad Guest's momentum was slightly depressed, and the blazing fire immediately covered half of the sky. Seeing that the Netherworld Sword Qi was in danger.
"drink!"
He was also a peerless swordsman. How could he be knocked down by a mere emotion? He shouted loudly and saw the scene around him suddenly change.
Feng Ziyue's eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Fighting illusion? Good! You finally have to go all out!"
This eternal heartbreaker has already used a battle illusion to change the scene into a place that is most beneficial to him. In this way, the Netherworld Sword Qi has suddenly doubled!
The place most conducive to the Nether Sword Qi is naturally Huangquan!
The sky is dark and there is no sun.
I saw a turbid current rolling down, as if to cleanse away all the filth. In the rolling turbid current, countless innocent ghosts cried loudly, but were washed away by the flowing water and could not stay a step.
On top of this turbid current, there is a trembling wooden bridge. It is only about the width of two people's shoulders and there is no handrail. When two people are side by side, they feel rushed, as if they are about to fall into the underworld if they are not careful.
.
This is Naihe Bridge!
The eternal heartbreaker, holding his daughter, stood quietly in the center of Naihe Bridge.
Feng Ziyue suddenly felt that the pressure on him had increased a lot.
Before he took action, he felt that the space was filled with Netherworld sword energy, which seemed to have corrosive power. If he was not careful, he would be taken advantage of by this sword energy.
It is indeed an extremely powerful battle illusion.
Feng Ziyue gave a long laugh.
"The realm of the underworld is so dead and silent. Your Majesty's state of mind is too cold!"
The Qiangu Sad Guest opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly.
"I have long said that I am already a dead person, and the state of mind of a dead person is naturally dead and silent. Now that you have entered the underworld, do you have any last words?"
Entering this state, his momentum became stronger and he was even more confident.
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, "Just what you said just now, we still don't know who will win and who will lose. You have a battle illusion, don't I?"
With a wave of his sword light, the second half of the red sun-like flaming move burned the sky, like a fire phoenix, and crashed into the Naihe wooden bridge. Qiangu Sadness snorted coldly, and the sword light circled, intercepting the fire phoenix, but
With one twist, this infinitely powerful raging fire can be dissolved in one move!
Sure enough, entering the underworld illusion, his strength improved extremely obviously.
But Feng Ziyue also took this opportunity to change the scene under his feet.
On the top of Changming Pagoda, the moon is in the middle of the sky.
Feng Ziyue was fluttering in white clothes, holding an ancient bronze sword at an angle, pointing at the eternal sad guest on the wooden bridge.
This scene, lonely and desolate, coincides with the peak of swordsmanship.
The eternal sad guest was also frightened by the scenery of Fengziyue Changming Pagoda, and he sighed leisurely.
"turn out to be……"
His tone changed slightly, but immediately returned to that indifferent tone.
"I see you dressed in bright clothes and angry horses, accompanied by beautiful women. You don't look like a swordsman at all, but I don't know why you are able to create such a superb swordsmanship——"
The broken sword in Qiangu Sadness' hand was gently raised, his wrist flicked, and there was a buzzing sound.
"It turns out that you also have the loneliness and aloofness of a swordsman in your heart. No wonder you are in such a peerless state!"
Swordsmen are lonely after all.
Because in the process of exploring the supreme sword, no one can understand them, and the only thing that accompanies them is the sword in their hands.
Both are great swordsmen, and even though their hearts are as cold as death, Qiangu Sadness can still feel Feng Ziyue's lonely sword intent.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly.
Under the moonlight, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus floats secretly. The Wanjian Villa in the distance was originally just a blurry background, but now, only bright lights can be seen, and there is a faint sound of noise.
"you are wrong!"
Although he stood on the top of the Changming Tower, extremely lonely, he was not lonely.
"The peak of swordsmanship is not a lonely state -"
Feng Ziyue's eyes showed a gentle look.
"I once walked on this wrong path, so I thought I had reached the peak, but when I look around, I don't see any relatives accompanying me. No matter how high the sword is, no matter how strong the swordsmanship is, what's the use?"
"A swordsman may not be lonely——"
Feng Ziyue looked at the girl in the hands of Qiangu Sad Guest and smiled slightly.
"Even if you are sad for eternity, and feel sad for eternity, with one swing of your sword, the whole world feels like mourning, but don't you still have this concern in your heart?"
"If a peerless swordsman is ruthless, how can there be vital changes in his swordsmanship?"
"You have feelings in your heart, but you forcefully cultivate this dead Netherworld Sword Qi - starting from this step, you are destined to lose in today's battle!"
The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword began to tremble uncontrollably.
The expression of Qiangu Sad Guest finally changed. His pupils shrank and his face became paler.
He had already seen that the sword that Feng Ziyue was about to use had already surpassed the pinnacle of swordsmanship that he could understand.
There was no way he could catch that sword!
However, Feng Ziyue did not draw his sword, he just looked up at the moonlight and asked softly.