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Thinking of that face, Qiu Hanyu was distracted for a moment. In the past three hundred years, a large part of the reason why he has maintained an absolutely close contact with Tianfang is because he clearly remembers the hearty and exciting scene on Qingyun Gorge.
An unforgettable fight. At first, Qiu Hanyu took Elder Jing into an unknown dispute just because of his curiosity about Mo Ling.
But after watching that fierce battle, Qiu Hanyu realized that there was still one or even several extremely mysterious forces at the core of the great world.
Qiu Hanyu knew that people like him would probably never be able to come into contact with things at that level in their lifetime, but since someone dared to compete with those powers, this in itself was full of magical qualities.
Qiu Hanyu knew that he could not get in touch with Mo Ling and could not experience the feeling of standing at the absolute peak, but at that time, he had a chance to experience the mystery of that level in advance.
This opportunity is Feng Jueyu.
A man with amazing talents, extraordinary audacity, and the use of an invincible magical power that dominates the world.
He didn't know where that kind of supernatural power came from, but his subconscious told him that this person should not be messed with, nor should he be messed with. But if he could get along with this person on an equal footing, or have some contact with him as the next best thing, then he would
The most mysterious veil of this world will be unveiled little by little.
Sooner or later, he will eventually become a member of that level.
So for so many years, he has been very close to Tianfang and Mu Tianhao. It is no exaggeration to say that Qiu Hanyu even shamelessly begged Mu Tianhao to give him the greatest support in order to climb up, because only in this way, he
Only then can you form a tacit understanding with Mu Tianhao. Firstly, you can continuously improve your strength through the help of Tianfang. Secondly, when you have accumulated a certain amount of connections and energy, you can also turn around and support others.
In the future, after Mu Tianhao recommends him, he can sit down with that young man and talk about the most mysterious things in the world.
In this world, the human heart is the strangest. Many people will do whatever it takes to gain strength. This is the unified characteristic of cultivators, but the specific application methods are all kinds of strange.
Qiu Hanyu doesn't know about others, he only looks at himself. He feels that the more secrets he knows, the greater help he will have in his practice.
He has always been committed to his relationship with Tianfang, so there is never any ambiguity.
After three hundred years, Qiu Hanyu finally heard the news about Feng Jueyu, and it was inevitable that he would not be excited. But what was terrible was that a mistake had caused the relationship that he had maintained for hundreds of years to undergo a devastating change.
This made Qiu Hanyu very angry.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Qiu Hanyu became furious, and he didn't know where the courage came from and roared: "Mu Tianhao, go back and tell him that this matter has nothing to do with me, Qiu Hanyu, but you said
That’s right, something happened to Tianfang in the Mengzhou realm, and that’s because I, Qiu Hanyu, is incompetent. I will investigate this matter thoroughly. Three days, three days later, if I can’t find the person who secretly plotted against Tianfang, I, Qiu Hanyu, will
Han Yu himself went to Tianfang to plead guilty. If he wants to be killed or beheaded, please obey him. What do you think?"
"Huh?" Mu Tianhao, who was furious, was stunned when he heard this. Somehow, he found that he seemed to be too harsh on Qiu Hanyu.
"Qiu Hanyu, Mu has written down what you said. If this matter really has nothing to do with you, and you can help Tianfang resolve this disaster, Mu will apologize to you." Mu Tianhao said firmly.
At his level, everything he spits out is like nails. From this, we can see how much Mu Tianhao values Tianfang.
But Qiu Hanyu shook his head and said, "I don't need you to apologize. I just hope you agree to my request."
"What's the request? Tell me." Mu Tianhao was a little surprised.
Qiu Hanyu said: "After the matter is completed, let me meet Feng Jueyu."
"You see him? What do you do?"
"You don't have to worry about what I do. Anyway, I have what I want to say."
Mu Tianhao pondered for a long time, nodded and said: "Okay, Mu will accept this matter, Qiu Hanyu, remember, you only have three days."
"That's it." After Qiu Hanyu finished speaking, he stood up and walked away without looking back.
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Qixia Realm, Tiandaozhu, Golden Sky Tower, Liuguang Palace.
Bang!
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground resounded throughout the entire hall. In the vast hall, tens of thousands of elites all stared dumbly at the bloody man who fell to the ground.
Yes, it's the bloody man.
Feng Jueyu has been practicing in Liuguang Hall for ten days. It hasn't been long, but every day he leaves like a bloody gourd. He was hit by swords in more than a hundred places in one day. The swords penetrated the skin of the flesh, and every time they were old wounds.
Before it healed, new injuries were added. It is no exaggeration to say that the God of Death deliberately avoided Feng Jueyu's vital points when he counterattacked. He really wanted to kill Feng Jueyu without running. Otherwise, Feng Jueyu would be dead now.
He had already gone down to the underworld to drink with the King of Hell.
But having said that, since he realized the method of physical body refining and had the body protection of the Zhenwu Saint, the Feng Da Killer's cultivation has greatly increased, and his physical body's recovery ability is really abnormal.
He was struck by the sword more than a hundred times a day, and each sword was a penetrating wound. But as long as you didn't injure a vital part and gave him three hours to recover, he would definitely become more alive again and run to the God of Death to beg for mercy.
, this kind of spirit that would rather bend than bend is truly amazing and speechless.
But don't look at him practicing hard every day, even to the point of risking his own life. The ten days in Liuguang Palace were indeed not wasted.
Not mentioning the 10,000 elites, nothing could be seen at all. In the dying hall on the second floor, Nie Renkuang and Xiang Potian, who were watching Feng Jueyu's progress every day, after watching silently for a long time, finally discovered something a little different from before.
Clues.
In fact, if you ask them to tell you what changes Feng Jueyu has made in these ten days, they can't explain it systematically, but if you want to sum it up in one sentence, it is that Feng Jueyu's sword is getting faster and faster.
Already.
It's about drawing the sword quickly.
Very fast.
Feng Jueyu understood 70% to 80% of the gist of the Killing God's three killing techniques. The separation of heart and mind was being performed in a subtle change. Although the two knew that he was still not as good as the Killing God.
Drawing a sword will definitely hurt someone, but if you do it right, your temperament will change.
Now Feng Jueyu's murderous aura is restrained and not a trace is left behind. Only when he draws his sword can people feel the crazy murderous intent that looks down on the world.
Of course, compared to the God of Death, that is far from enough.
What the God of Death can do is that murderous intent will only appear after a person dies, and Feng Jueyu is only one step behind the God of Death.
But just this one step is enough to give Feng Jueyu a huge headache, because this step is so close to the end of the world.
This is a kind of spiritual practice, not because of lack of strength in itself.
So Feng Jueyu is still a little short, just a little short.
"Damn it." Feng Jueyu rolled over and got up from the ground, as if his body was about to split. All the sword wounds, large and small, were dripping with blood. If his physique hadn't been extraordinary, he would have been able to do it even without stopping the bleeding.
Let the wound heal quickly, I'm afraid he may have died hundreds of times ago.
"Come again!"
Standing up, Feng Jueyu didn't even frown. At his level, as long as his vitals are not seriously injured, you can stab him with ten thousand swords, which is just a trauma, and he can recover as before with just a few moves. But Feng Jueyu
Yu didn't do that. He just secretly slowed down the blood loss to avoid death from excessive blood loss. As for the pain, he had to keep it to stimulate and remind himself that he was still far behind the God of Death.
"In fact, what you need now is not a fight with me." The God of Death looked at Feng Jueyu expressionlessly: "What you need now is a battle between life and death. In ten days, you should be able to tell
, I can't make a killing blow. Even if I keep practicing, the room for improvement is limited. If you want to appreciate the essence of the three-move killing technique as soon as possible, you need to find an opponent that you can kill, and if you fail, you will be beyond redemption.
I suggest you go to the outer swamps for a walk, there are too many ferocious monsters there that can make people die without burial."
The teeth of the ten thousand elites were chattering as they heard this. No master-level figure would say such dehumanizing remarks to his disciples. This kind of cultivation method is really perverted.
"Do you have to say what you said so heartlessly?" Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and did not take action. Instead, he sat on the ground and panted like a cow: "But you are right, I have been training with you for ten days.
, I really have no new insights, but I always feel that I will learn it soon."
The God of Death said calmly: "When I realized these three moves, it took me three hundred years, and I felt almost the same as you."
Feng Jueyu lowered his head and was speechless.
"In short, it's just a sentence. It seems that there is a big difference, but in fact it is still thousands of miles away. You still have to work hard and work hard." Feng Jueyu was also drunk when a character like the God of Death actually said words like "work hard and work hard."
But then, Feng Jueyu understood the idea of killing the god.
"That's it for the exchange of moves. You can figure out how to practice on your own in the future. I have something to deal with. I have to leave for a few days. You can decide what to do." The God of Death said a cold word and turned around to leave.
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled at the back of the God of Death: "Old man, you are so cruel. You stabbed me thousands of times, slapped my butt and left, and you didn't even let me take revenge."
No reply.
All the ten thousand elites covered their mouths and did not dare to laugh loudly.
"You guys are laughing your ass off. Let's fight each other for thirty-six hours. Let's start now."
None of the ten thousand elites moved because they only listened to the Second Division of Nie and Xiang.
When Nie Renkuang upstairs saw this, he looked up and smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Feng, it's time for your injuries to be treated. Go out and find Mr. Xiao and ask him to treat you."
"They are nothing." When Feng Jueyu heard this, the boss snorted in dissatisfaction. He also knew that his injury had to be treated. For the past ten days, he had been holding on with just one breath, and he had lost a lot of energy and blood.
If not, if you don’t go out to rest for a few days, it’s really easy to leave irreparable wounds.
However, Feng Jueyu had just left Tiandaozhu and before he could find Xiao Yuehe, he suddenly discovered that the piece of Hanba jade left to him by Jiu Kuangjie actually sent a trace of Yuanling fluctuation.