The bright rainbow light flashed frequently, creating layers of colorful energy ripples. When the ripples gradually spread, in the center of the ripples, a figure had slowly walked in through the ripples.
The horizon stretches, and light suddenly appears...
Feng Jueyu, who walked in from outside the tower door, slowly opened his eyes and suddenly discovered that a large empty plain appeared in front of him. On this plain, there were scattered broken swords and piles of swords everywhere.
Broken swords and discarded swords were piled up like hills on the vast plain, too many to be counted.
The cold wind blew, making people feel chilly, and there was light coming from the distance, which was a huge staircase.
The stairs seemed to go straight to the sky, and when they reached the end, there seemed to be an ancient tower that was exactly the same as the Sword Picking Tower.
"I'm afraid that's the staircase leading to the second floor of the Sword Picking Tower, right?" Feng Jueyu thought to himself, walking towards the staircase with empty hands, and while walking, he kept looking around: "Everyone is there.
It is said that the Picking Sword Tower is the best sword tower in the world, and the ban on people from other clans entering the tower is fully opened. There are many crises, but why is there no movement at all?"
While thinking about it, Feng Jueyu walked forward. When he reached the first pile of broken swords and discarded swords, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky.
Patterns of light waves radiated from the light. Slowly, a magic weapon like a talisman appeared in the sky, with a message - Tiancan Sword Dao.
As soon as the four characters "Tian Can Sword Dao" came out, a broken flying sword suddenly appeared in a Can Sword Mountain not far away. This flying sword was stained with rust and had several chipped edges. It looked very old.
But it brought out a dazzling brilliance, like a bolt of lightning, shooting toward Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank, thinking that it would come so soon, he immediately released his divine power, the momentum around him surged like a tide, and a tsunami spread across the sky behind him.
In that tsunami, there were countless long swords, like a huge wave of swords, covering the sky and the sun.
Watching the remnant sword flying towards him that day, Feng Jueyu remained motionless, and with only his spiritual consciousness, he was struck by the huge wave of swords behind him.
This was the Hundred Thousand Sword Qi he realized from watching Jiang Chao in his early years, and it is the weakest among all the sword Qi he has cultivated so far.
Although this sword intention was not strong, Feng Jueyu himself was different from the past. Facing Tiancan Sword Dao, Feng Jueyu remained motionless. The sword intention in his heart suddenly burst out and collided head-on with the flying sword.
"boom!"
The wave of One Hundred Thousand Sword Qi instantly engulfed Tian Can Sword Dao, and the One Hundred Thousand Sword Qi killed him. The Tian Can Sword's body turned into ashes on the spot. However, just as Tian Can Sword was torn into pieces, a sword shadow emerged from the One Hundred Thousand Sword.
Standing out of his anger, he charged towards Feng Jueyu with sword intent that was a hundred times more powerful.
"Tiancan Kendo, the sword is broken, but the heart is not broken. This swordsmanship emphasizes the meaning but not the gravity. It's pretty good."
Feng Jueyu still didn't move. After a thought in his mind, he suddenly rose into the air, leaving only an afterimage of himself on the ground. Then he stepped into the air and walked towards the stairs.
At the same time, the Tiancan Sword Intention stabbed his residual image, but the afterimage split into a tide of ten thousand swords again, all of which were sword intentions, and destroyed the Tiancan Sword Intent in an instant.
"Whoa!"
The next second, Feng Jueyu stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor and reached the second floor unscathed.
…
Outside the Sword Picking Tower, hundreds of thousands of disciples, sword slaves and servants of the Xuanyuan clan looked up at the first floor of the Sword Picking Tower. At this time, the first floor of the tower seemed to be lit by hundreds of bright lamps, with dazzling light and a rainbow.
Feixia shoots out thousands of rays of brilliance.
These brilliance shined in the air, showing the whole process of Feng Jueyu fighting the sword with his mind. Seeing him calmly and calmly, even ignoring Tiancan Sword Dao as he walked towards the stairs, everyone held their breath and did not dare to raise their eyebrows.
Say something.
After a few seconds, the tide of Ten Thousand Swords dissipated on its own, and the Heavenly Remnant Sword Intention also sank into one of the Remnant Sword Mountains and disappeared without a trace.
After a while, all the brilliance of the first floor of the Sword Picking Tower disappeared, and instead, the entire second floor of the tower lit up with brilliance, reflecting the scene of Feng Jueyu walking towards the second floor in the air.
Sword Picking Tower, second floor...
Feng Jueyu walked into a forest. As soon as he entered, thousands of giant trees kept swaying, fallen leaves and flying flowers turned into swords and sword shadows, shrouding Feng Jueyu in the sky with sword light.
"The second level, Feihua Sword Intent..."
Seeing the four characters revealed in the divine symbols with charm in the sky, Feng Jueyu couldn't help laughing. Could it be that when Xuanyuan Zhengyang realized the second level of swordsmanship, he changed his name to Xuanyuan Feihua? Isn't this true?
A woman's name?
The figure soared into the air, and Feng Jueyu had ten thousand sword shadows wandering around him, swimming in all directions, blocking the sword intent one after another, and passed the second level with ease.
Feng Jueyu climbed the tower very quickly, and in just a few minutes, he had reached the seventh floor of the sword tower.
The seventh level, Fiery Sword Way.
Feng Jueyu stood on the stairs and looked around, seeing a large fire burning in the prairie, and several wide rivers filled with red magma.
In the center of the seventh floor of the sword tower, there is a magma lake. The fiery red magma is unknown how deep it is, and thick smoke is steaming from the lake surface.
In the middle of the magma lake, there is a six-foot-long fire sword suspended. The flames are burning on the sword, and the extremely hot temperature distorts the surrounding air.
Standing on the stairs, Feng Jueyu stared directly at the Fire Sword in the center of the lake in the distance. He could only feel a fiery and destructive aura. As the strong aura emitted by the Fire Sword put pressure on him, he
Staring from such a distance, Feng Jueyu felt as if his skin was being ignited by something. The burning pain spread throughout his body, as if his body was about to be set on fire.
"Such a strong sword intent."
After watching silently for a while, Feng Jueyu's face turned gloomy. The Divine Art of Impermanence of Life and Death moved according to his heart, and the divine power of the acupoints all over his body was fully mobilized. He knew that reaching this seventh level was probably the real beginning, and
Although the swordsmanship in the six-story sword tower was extremely powerful, it was far from being able to threaten him.
Only the seventh level of sword power has been greatly improved. Even if all the sword intent of the first six levels are added together, the power is still not as good as the seventh level.
"But you still can't stop me."
Divine power circulated throughout the body, and an elegant battle suit suddenly appeared on Feng Jueyu's body. This battle suit was the last core technique of the True Martial Saint Body, the True Saint Battle Suit.
Wrapped in the True Saint Battle Clothes, Feng Jueyu opened a slit between his brows, and a black and white eye suddenly shot out a ray of light, casting it far into the fire sword in the magma lake.
When the third eye between the eyebrows opened, Feng Jueyu's Tianling Cap was like a blowout with countless stars rising, turning into a huge nebula vortex above his head, slowly rotating in a clockwise direction.
Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique!
When he reached the seventh floor, Feng Jueyu immediately used the two major methods of True Saint Battle Clothes and Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique. This meant that after arriving here, he had to be serious and did not dare to relax at all.
After a few breaths of confrontation, the magma lake seemed to feel the presence of a stranger. The lake surface, which had seemed a little calm before, slowly began to ripple in layers, and these ripples soon turned into waves. The magma surged and the lake surface churned.
The fire sword suspended in the air on the lake really burst out with an astonishing sword intent.
At the same time, on the Hidden Sword Plain, the seventh floor of the Sword Picking Tower was already bright, beams of light projected into the sky, like a huge shadow wall, reflecting the scene on the seventh floor.
Everyone looked up at the huge screen wall in the sky. No one spoke. They all held their breath, waiting for Feng Jueyu's response.
On the shadow wall, the fire sword came galloping at a very fast speed. The strong flame breath caused the rich and thick fire aura on the seventh floor of the Sword Picking Tower to roll to both sides. Several wide magma flows surged up and down, and all of them tumbled up.
It's like two waves formed...
The speed of the fire sword is getting faster and faster, and it attacks Feng Jueyu in the middle of the wave. On the tip of the fire sword, one, two, three... endless flames appear one after another, causing the seventh level
The fire was rising rapidly, and the fire sword was getting bigger and bigger. As the spiritual energy roared, a huge crack snaked and spread towards Feng Jueyu's feet.
Although everyone was not in the seventh level of the Sword Picking Tower, they could still feel its terrifying momentum of burning everything through the screen wall, and everyone unconsciously raised their hearts to their throats.
"What a domineering fire sword. Is this the seventh-level flaming sword?" Ban Cong sighed, beads of sweat forming on the tip of his nose.
Bao Yunlu and Li Guiyuan frowned tightly and did not dare to say a word. They thought back then, Xuanyuan Zhengyang used this sword intention to become the top young talent among all the sword cultivators in the realm. Today,
Upon seeing it, he realized that the flaming sword in the Sword Picking Tower was far more terrifying than the flaming sword technique Xuanyuan Zhengyang used back then.
"Little friend Feng, how should we deal with this?" Everyone couldn't help but ask themselves.
The fire sword continued to advance, but Feng Jueyu remained indifferent. When the fire sword was no more than three meters away from him, Feng Jueyu suddenly opened his right palm, and a sword energy flicked out.
At the handle of this sword energy, there is a lotus leaf blooming, with red light shining brightly and dazzlingly.
"laugh!"
There was a slight trembling sound in the air, and then Feng Jueyu stood up from the ground, his body swayed, and disappeared on the spot, leaving only the sword energy, which was like destroying the dead, directly turning the sword intention in the fire sword into
There was a puff of light smoke.
"Broken... Broken?"
"Is it that simple?"
"How is this possible?"
Looking at the sword intent that turned into smoke, everyone turned to stone on the spot.