The blood shadow transformed by the owner of the five-color brocade sail made a shrill sound of laughter, and the momentum that originally shook the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace.
I don't know if he was still afraid of the common people, or for some other reason, but the tense situation suddenly stopped.
Feng Ziyue stood with a sword in his hand, his face solemn.
"Since it is the world's best master who speaks, I must give him face." The owner of the five-color brocade sail shuddered, and his blood shadow suddenly disappeared in the air without a trace, leaving only his voice in the air.
Yao drifting.
"I'll just send your head for now. I'll pick it up myself early tomorrow morning!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The sound of wild laughter echoed endlessly, and the owner of the five-color brocade sail disappeared in an instant, leaving only Tang Waner, who was shaking all over and unsteady on her feet, as well as the four great masters and Feng Ziyue and his wife, who looked at each other in confusion, with expressions on their faces.
The meaning of solemnity.
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"I never imagined that his martial arts could reach such a level!"
Sun Yunhe drank a bowl of wine, slapped his hand on the table with a bang, and looked a little in awe.
It was already evening, the moon was at its zenith, and it would not be more than four hours before the decisive battle the next morning.
The four great masters frowned, thinking hard.
Just now, the owner of the five-color brocade sail forced the four of them back with one move. This kind of martial arts is really shocking!
No matter what, the four great masters never imagined that the martial arts of the owner of the five-color brocade sail could reach such an extent. Is it really so powerful to transcend the realm of ascension?
With such great power, how can Feng Ziyue have any chance of winning?
Tang Wan'er was over-stimulated. Qi Xiaodie had already taken her down to rest. It would be best for her not to stay here for tomorrow's decisive battle. However, with the four great masters taking care of her, nothing would happen to her. She was in such poor spirits. Five Colors
The owner of Jinfan had a good relationship with her, so everyone let her stay on the island.
The four great masters and Feng Ziyue, however, spent the whole night studying the countermeasures.
"He turned the sword intention into blood shadow, and the blood shadow into sword moves, which were ever-changing. He was truly the first to develop the way of swordsmanship, which is amazing..."
Yun Weixue pondered over and over the moves of the master of the five-color brocade sail, feeling both surprised and respectful.
The master of Five-Colored Jinfan was originally famous for his swordsmanship. His sword was the ultimate in assassination-style swordsmanship. It was extremely powerful offensively but extremely weak defensively. It was a swordsmanship with extremely obvious flaws and very clear characteristics.
Now he has stepped into the realm of transcendent ascension, transformed into a blood shadow, and used the blood shadow as a sword. In fact, he has merged his body and sword into one. The changes are even more bizarre, and his power is limitless.
"Fighting alone, none of us can be his opponent, I feel inferior to him."
The ascetic Toutuo sighed and shook his head.
His martial arts surpassed the four great masters, and he felt inferior to himself, which meant that he admitted that the martial arts of the four great masters were inferior to that of the owner of the five-color brocade sail.
This is something that has never happened since the dawn of time.
Although Feng Ziyue realized the power of gathering heaven and earth beyond Poxu, and forced Chu Kuangren back in the battle at the peak of Samsara Tower, the four great masters all admired him, but they never said it clearly,
I am not as good as Feng Ziyue.
After all, the four great masters have rich experience and profound knowledge in martial arts. Although Feng Ziyue is extremely skilled in swordsmanship and has the ability to gather the power of heaven and earth, he can compete with masters at the master level. But when it comes to fighting, who will win and who will lose?
Still no idea.
But now, the ascetic Tutu has clearly stated that if he takes action, he is definitely no match for the owner of the five-color brocade sail!
The four great masters all looked sad.
"His form is like this, he is clearly possessed by a demon... Why? Why does his martial arts increase instead of decreasing? Is this really the right path to transcend the realm of ascension?"
Bing Xin Jingyue frowned. This middle-aged beautiful woman was puzzled and fell into deep confusion.
They, masters at the master level, all know that to be strong in martial arts, the most important thing is to be strong in your own heart. Only by being clear in your heart can you unleash the power of martial arts. This master of the five-color brocade sail kills innocent people indiscriminately, including his loyal subordinates and
Disciples will not let go. Such people have clearly lost their minds.
Under such circumstances, he can still be so powerful. What is going on?
"Everyone, don't worry..."
Feng Ziyue's face was still calm and calm, as if the power of the owner of the five-color brocade sail had not put any pressure on him.
"We will naturally know the outcome of the battle tomorrow. It is useless to worry about it now. Everyone, it is better to have a rest early..."
He smiled slightly, sipped half the glass of wine, knocked the glass gently on the table, cupped his hands, and turned to leave.
"Wind Protector..."
Yun Weixue was so anxious that she wanted to stop him, but she saw his back flickering and disappearing outside the door.
"He...why isn't he in a hurry? This is a matter of life and death. The owner of the five-color brocade sail has gone crazy. A battle tomorrow will determine life or death! It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry but the eunuch is!"
The old Taoist priest blew his beard and stared, his usual calmness and dignity disappeared.
The ascetic Tutu laughed loudly, "Brother Yun Dao, you have a Taoist heart for hundreds of years, but you are confused because of this kid. It's rare, it's rare!"
Yun Weixue rolled her eyes at him, "Old monk, don't say you're not worried. Protector Feng's current status is related to the fate of our four major sects in Dongming Continent..."
"Every one will be prosperous, and every loss will be a loss. If he really loses to the owner of the five-color brocade sail, our four major sects will immediately fall apart in the face of the disadvantage that Tianmen has finally regained!"
"Duckweed, the common people, worked together to integrate our four major sects. From now on, Dongming Continent belongs to his Tianmen family!"
"Old monk, your Jokhang Temple's tens of thousands of years of foundation, aren't you anxious?"
Yun Weixue is worried about Feng Ziyue, and she is also worried about his tens of thousands of years of Shangqingguan inheritance!
Now Feng Ziyue's momentum almost represents the momentum of the four major sects. If he is defeated by the owner of the Five Colored Jinfan, the four major sects will be completely defeated!
When the time comes, the people of Duckweed will take the momentum of this victory and sweep the world, no one can stop it!
By then, all four major sects will have to step aside!
The four major sects are all inheritances left by our ancestors. How can we abandon them so easily?
Sun Yunhe and Bing Xinjingyue both frowned and shook their heads. Their four great masters had been calling the shots on the Dongming Continent for hundreds of years, and were almost regarded as god-like beings, omnipotent.
But today, there is nothing we can do!
The night is getting darker and darker.
In just a few hours, the east will be white, and when the first ray of morning light from the horizon lands on this small island——