Feng Ziyue's shock this time was not as severe as when he saw the Sword God Art just now.
In other words, he had already expected it.
Since his opponent could use the Sword God Technique and the Nine Heavens Dragon's Sword Qi, he didn't think it was a big deal at all.
However, the effect of Jiuxiao Dragon's Sword Qi is to attack the soul, which is different from ordinary sword techniques.
And Feng Ziyue actually had this idea in mind.
Everyone attacked the soul together, and Feng Ziyue himself, who had the seventh layer of Sun Moon Tide Technique for protection, received a blow at the same time. It was to see who of the two sides was seriously injured.
After all, imitating swordsmanship is not a particularly difficult task - although it is difficult to understand a unique martial arts, for example, Feng Ziyue himself learned swordsmanship in Wuxiang, and is good at imitating the swordsmanship of various schools. Although for innate
Martial arts does not apply, but in innate martial arts, there may not be similar martial arts.
However, the Jiuxiao Dragon Sword Qi was already a martial art at the level of breaking the void, and the other party was able to use it perfectly. Feng Ziyue felt that there must be something weird in it.
He deliberately tried to take a hit just to see how it would turn out.
"snort!"
The roar of the dragon from the Nine Heavens was heard in the sky, shaking endlessly and damaging the soul. Although Feng Ziyue had the seventh layer of Sun Moon Tide Technique to protect his body and his soul was tough, he still let out a muffled groan and flew out with stars in his eyes.
At the same time, a dark shadow emerged from the crystal light on the opposite side, and it also made a muffled sound.
Feng Ziyue used the Sun and Moon Tide Technique to suppress the slight damage to the soul, and let go of the flying sword. One of the eight sword-control techniques, the Fiery Burning Sky, appeared. The black figure was agile and did not seem to be affected by the impact of the soul.
He was seriously injured, but he was surprised when he saw Feng Ziyue's sword skills.
"Eight Sword Controlling Techniques! You actually know the Eight Sword Controlling Techniques?"
The voice was old and deep, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
But immediately, he shook his head again and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity that you can only change two swords, which is far from enough!"
These words are exactly the same as what the divine beast Yao Huang said.
Feng Ziyue frowned, not because of these words, but because the dark shadow in the light looked too familiar.
He has a long body, an ancient sword in his hand, and handsome eyebrows.
When Feng Ziyue's eyes finally got used to the dazzling light and could see the man's face clearly, his expression became even more strange, showing an expression of disbelief.
The man opposite him looked exactly like Feng Ziyue, except for wearing black clothes.
Just like twins!
Feng Ziyue never knew that he had such a twin brother, and it was even more impossible that this twin brother was proficient in all his martial arts.
Is this an illusion or a confusion?
Feng Ziyue was vigilant, held Yuan Shouyi, guarded the Qingming of the Lingtai, and did not dare to neglect.
But he saw the black-clothed "Feng Ziyue" laughing loudly, "Friend, don't worry, this is just a joke I'm telling you. I haven't seen the magical sword skills for a thousand years, and my hands are itchy, so I use this mirror image."
I’ll play two tricks with you——"
"——If I offend you in any way, my friend, please forgive me!"
The black-clothed "Feng Ziyue" gave a long laugh, but the sword light flickered, and the long sword flew out. It was the Purple Lightning Star move among the eight sword control techniques.
The sky is burning with blazing fire, and the purple lightning stars are burning.
These two moves are exactly the eight remaining moves of the sword that Feng Ziyue acquired from Long Buyang. Judging from these two moves alone, they are not considered to be the ultimate skills. However, when the two moves are combined into one, the thunder and fire changes have become his current skill.
Second only to the nameless swordsmanship, it is the most powerful sword move.
Judging from this trend, if we can get more of the eight moves of the sword, the power can be doubled.
Judging from the fight with the mythical beast Yao Huang and the unidentified old man, both of them were very surprised by the Eight Sword Control Techniques, but they were also disappointed that he only knew two moves.
The Eight Sword Control Techniques should also be extremely powerful martial arts in the outer world.
By chance, I was able to obtain these two moves in this demon-sealed place, which is considered a great fate.
However, the old man's mirroring method was actually able to have such a miraculous effect. Not only could it completely copy the opponent's martial arts, it could also copy the opponent's image, which was exactly the same.
This move of Purple Lightning Star is filled with thunder and lightning, and its power is extraordinary.
Feng Ziyue frowned, burning the sky with fierce fire, transforming into thunder and fire, combining the two forms of thunder and fire into one, and counterattacked.
This is already one of his strongest sword moves. It would be terrifying if the old man could still copy it using the mirror method.
If this mirror method could copy all the martial arts in the world, wouldn't this person be invincible?
I heard the black-clothed "Feng Ziyue" let out a long laugh, flicked his sword, and the purple lightning in front of him instantly turned into a boundless sea of fire. It turned out to be the transformation of fire and thunder, exactly the same as Feng Ziyue's sword moves!
"well!"
He kept laughing. He had the appearance of a young man, but he sounded like an old man, laughing.
"I didn't expect that the key point of the eight sword techniques is actually above the word transformation. No wonder the eight swords can be so powerful when they come out together. Today, I can be considered..."
In the middle of his words, suddenly, there was a clicking sound, as if something had broken.
The face of the black-clothed "Feng Ziyue" froze, showing embarrassment.
"Damn it!"
He slapped his thigh and cursed secretly. The second style of fire and thunder that was overwhelming just now disappeared without a trace. Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't stop it in time. The sword move swept across the black-clothed "Feng Ziyue" on the opposite side.
”, and immediately he was chopped into pieces!
Just hearing the sound of cracking and shattering, like the sound of breaking glass, Feng Ziyue felt that his eyes were dimmed, and the shining light just now dimmed in an instant.
In the center of the crystal light just now, an ancient mirror was exposed, with mottled spots and a face full of mist.
But on the left side of the ancient mirror, there is a cracked glass mirror.
Feng Ziyue was stunned, and walked forward curiously. He saw that the glazed mirror had been shattered, and he was afraid that it could never be restored, but the bronze mirror with an ancient design was still in front of him, with faint traces of something still there on the mirror.
There is writing.
Feng Ziyue's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the mirror clean, but heard a cough coming from the mirror, and soon the old voice came out again.
"Slow down! My friend, I don't need to trouble you to guess because of my dignity, I can just do it myself..."
But I saw a burst of red light passing over the surface of the ancient mirror, and the fog and mottled spots disappeared immediately, revealing an old man with white hair who couldn't stop coughing.
His face turned red, he bent over, coughed, and shook his head.
"I haven't cleaned it for many years, and this ancient mirror has become so dirty. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
In the mirror, he looked like a living person, moving freely. After coughing, he smiled and greeted Feng Ziyue, without any airs of superiority.
Feng Ziyue was taken aback, "The person who took action just now was you, senior?"
The white-haired old man nodded and said with a smile: "I haven't met a good swordsman in a thousand years, and I also have very itchy hands, so I tried it with the children. I hope you won't be surprised -"
He glanced at the fragments of glass mirror on the ground and sighed.
"It's a pity that this thousand-year mirror image is still not enough. It only used the second form of transformation of the Eight Methods of Sword and Thunder and Fire, and it has already collapsed to this point. It is really a pity..."
It turns out that the old man's mirroring method did not come out of thin air, it must be backed up.
And this support is naturally the thousand-year mirror image he said. Feng Ziyue was secretly puzzled when he heard it, and asked the old man for details. The old man was also generous and told everything he knew.
He calls himself the Mirror Lao, and he travels back and forth among the twelve ancient mirrors of the heaven, earth, and universe, carefree and carefree. He has no idea how many years he has been in the world of mortals.
More than a thousand years ago, Mr. Mirror fell into an ancient mirror obtained from this underground copper palace and met a superb swordsman in blue.
"You know, my old man is firstly good at swimming, secondly good at drinking, and thirdly, this good sword..."
The old man in the mirror was smiling and seemed to be salivating.
The swordsmanship of this blue-shirted swordsman is endless and varied. At that time, there was always a mirror in the mirror that used the power of ancient mirrors to condense ten thousand years of mirror image. When using the mirror image technique, it was naturally more powerful than the battle with Feng Ziyue.
At that time, he was much stronger, so he had an inseparable and hearty fight with the swordsman in blue shirt.
Unexpectedly, one day the swordsman in blue suddenly realized that his unique sword could split the ten-thousand-year-old mirror image into pieces. As a result, the fight would naturally be impossible.
The old man in the mirror is annoyed. If he wants to condense another mirror image, he doesn't know how many years of work it will take.
Feng Ziyue was also shocked when he heard this.
According to what Mr. Jingzhong said, the ten thousand-year mirror image is naturally ten times stronger than the thousand-year mirror image he just used. Just now, he used the second thunder and fire style to finally break the thousand-year mirror image - if it were ten thousand years,
I'm afraid it won't even be able to stir up any waves.
It can be imagined that the power of the blue-shirted swordsman's peerless sword was at least ten times that of his second style of thunder and fire.
And the old man in the mirror is no ordinary figure. Among the twelve ancient mirrors, he can come and go freely. If he has a powerful mirror image in hand and uses the mirror image technique, he can be almost invincible.
only……
After the blue-shirted swordsman shattered the ten-thousand-year-old mirror image of the old man in the mirror, he felt very guilty. He claimed that he had something important to do and left first. When he finished his work, he would come and help the old man in the mirror repair the ten-thousand-year-old mirror.
film.
The old man in the mirror admired him very much, so he naturally believed in him.
As a result, it has been a thousand years since he left. Not only did the blue-robed swordsman not come over, but the old man in the mirror was also horrified to find that he himself could not leave the ancient mirror, as if he was cut off from the other twelve ancient mirrors.
connect!
This is no small matter!
When the old man in the mirror gave up his body and lived in these twelve ancient mirrors, on the one hand, he wanted to be free and at ease, but on the other hand, because of the fierce war and danger, he also simply gave up his body to test everything.
As a result, he is now trapped in this copper palace, and the sky is not working, and the earth and the earth are not responding. In the mirror, the old man is crying without tears. Fortunately, he has an indifferent personality, even though he has spent thousands of years alone in this underground copper palace.
The days were actually relatively normal.
However, in the past few months, the old man in the mirror has sensed the existence of the second ancient mirror.
Although there are still obstacles, the appearance of the second ancient mirror is getting clearer and clearer. The old mirror has been in this mirror for thousands of years and can't wait to leave.
Feng Ziyue frowned. He probably knew something about the mystery of the bronze mirror and the swordsman in blue.
But for Feng Ziyue, what is more important to him is not to know what kind of bronze mirror this is, but to know about this underground copper palace.
"Senior, since you came here a thousand years ago, do you know what is going on in this underground copper palace, and who is the owner of this place?"
"Underground Copper Palace?"
The old man in the mirror was puzzled, so he asked Feng Ziyue.
"Underground Copper Palace, what does it mean?"
Feng Ziyue was startled for a moment, and then he realized that the old man in the mirror had never said the words "Underground Copper Palace" until now -
Could it be that when he was in the mirror, the swordsman in blue never told him about the outside scene?
"The underground copper palace naturally refers to where we are..."
The old man looked strange in the mirror and his hair was flying.
"The Underground Copper Palace, this...this turned into an underground Copper Palace?"
He looked around in fear at those familiar bronze beams and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Could it be that this is the reason why I cannot escape from this ancient mirror and connect with the other twelve ancient mirrors? That's not right..."
The old man in the mirror shook his head, "Mr. Feng, you said this is an underground copper palace. I wonder how far it is underground from the ground?"
"About two hundred feet in total..."
"Two hundred feet?"
The old man in the mirror smiled bitterly and shook his head like a rattle.
"That's impossible. When my second ancient mirror was in a lava lake three thousand feet underground, I was able to leave. How could I be trapped in this mere two hundred feet of loess?"
"only……"
He pondered for a long time, but there was one thing he couldn't figure out.
"Why did this floating river of stars turn into an underground copper palace?"
"Xinghe Floating Cha?"
Feng Ziyue was also surprised. This name was too different from the name he had given for the Underground Copper Palace.
He called it this because he saw that the Bronze Palace was vast and two hundred feet deep underground in Luoyang City.
But from what the old man in the mirror meant, this palace seemed to have its own name.
"What is this?"
The old man glanced at him in the mirror and said, "You don't even know that the Milky Way is floating in the sky? Oh my god! Your martial arts is almost at the breaking point, and your sword skills are good. Even if you are not a descendant of a noble family, you must be a grandson of a famous disciple. How come you didn't even listen to this?"
Pass?"
"No wonder! You're so kind that you call this thing the Underground Copper Palace!"
The old man in the mirror sighed and said with a smile: "It shocked me! I thought someone had moved this mirror away after a thousand years of sleep..."
Feng Ziyue's heart froze and he asked: "Senior, what exactly is Xinghe Floating Cha? Please forgive me for being ignorant and please explain it in detail!"
Why is this underground copper palace always called Xinghe Fucha in the mirror?
What kind of secrets are hidden in it?
And that swordsman in blue shirt, could he be the owner of Xinghe Fucha? Who is he?