In the Shijian Pagoda, thousands of colorful lotuses are in full bloom, and waves of auspicious auspiciousness are surging, and the charm of divine words floating in the sky is like the roots of colorful lotus. Accompanied by Feng Jueyu's clear and resonant shout, it is
From the charm of the divine words, colorful lotus and all things emerged, and the heavenly luck rose.
Feng Jueyu has never had any luck since he climbed the tower. Now that he saw the exquisite swordsmanship contained in the cold snowy silver, he knew that it would definitely be impossible if he didn't use the unique skill at the bottom of the box, so he no longer kept it, but accumulated it.
, the monstrous weather luck, combines many years of experience in the field of swordsmanship, and combines it with the infinite magical effects of formations to derive endless visions.
"The lotus grows thousands of times, and the sword wields great power!"
After shouting loudly, the wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped, as if a magical force appeared between heaven and earth, and the snowflakes flying in the sky were instantly frozen.
At the same time, the charm of the divine words that surrounded Feng Jueyu also came to life. Waves of light appeared, overflowing with powerful and vigorous divine power. The waves were like shadows, water and moon mirror flowers, the divine words bloomed, and the color of birth was born.
The lotus and auspiciousness all over the sky turned into colorful and colorful clouds and ribbons, and Lingxia, like countless dragons and snakes, soaring in the sky.
Thousands of lotuses bloomed, and Feng Jueyu's whole body's aura rose to an unprecedented peak. He stood in the cold wind, his eyes firm and majestic. His whole person looked deep and restrained, but there was a strong and determined force bursting out.
"Here comes the sword!"
He gently pulled it up with his right hand, and another colorful lotus emerged. At the heart of the colorful lotus, a sword intention slowly condensed into shape.
This is a five-petal lotus sword, and the lotus is of the fifth grade.
As the lotus sword emerged from his palm, thousands of colorful lotuses surrounding his body and hanging in the air were also inspired, and the sword intent of the lotus sword gradually rose.
Feng Jueyu made a sword sound, and the sky was full of colorful clouds flying into the sky. All the lotus swords soared into the sky, and the sword tips pointed forward angrily, rushing away like a pouring rain.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At this time, Feng Jueyu's whole body was wrapped in colorful brilliance. Behind him, a huge sword standing tall and tall was solidified in front of everyone. He pointed his fingertips away, and the sword was full of energy and majestic. When it came to momentum, it was not only no better than Wan Dao Han.
Lingxue Silver Sword is weak, but it is almost as strong as one point.
The next moment, the sound of metal and stone clashing echoed in the sky, echoing over the vast snowfield.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Jueyu no longer stayed, and moved like a sharp long sword, rushing straight towards the source of the Snow Mountain Sword, not caring about how many Han Ling Sword Intentions were blocking him in front of him.
Outside the Sword Picking Tower, all the practitioners were frightened by Feng Jueyu's unstoppable force. On the shadow wall, they saw the Ten Thousand Lotus Swords and the Han Ling Sword Qi striking together. The sword-to-sword confrontation began.
From this, huge ripple-like light waves spread continuously under the collision of sword intent, and Feng Jueyu moved forward without hesitation, directly reaching the sky above the Snow Mountain Sword.
Sword Yu Shenchi!
This is Jianyu Shenchi.
A new swordsmanship created by Feng Jueyu, which was born from the fusion of various swordsmanship in the world.
Outside the Sword Picking Tower, the practitioners watching the screen wall were all dumbfounded, because just a few seconds ago, they were sweating for Feng Jueyu, thinking that it would be difficult for him to resist the unfathomable and supreme swordsmanship coming from the snowy wasteland.
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But a few seconds later, Feng Jueyu proved with his own strength that Han Ling's sword was nothing more than that. Under his sword control, even Han Ling's sword had to stay away.
In the high sky, countless sword shadows were shot down. The colorful Pi Lian Hongxia instantly took the absolute initiative. Tens of thousands of sword intentions were all shot down by the colorful rain of lotus swords. Even the sword from the snow mountain was also shot down.
He was suppressed firmly in the snow-capped mountains by a huge five-petal lotus sword.
The snow was flying wildly and the white mist was lingering. Feng Jueyu stood proudly on the snow-capped mountains, like a god who towered above the sky and could not be looked directly at. His eyes were fixed, and his sword pointed at the snow-capped mountains. The snow-capped mountains kept roaring and collapsing, and finally the Han Han who was proud of the world was destroyed.
Lingxue Silver Sword was pressed hard into the ground.
Then, he swayed and went to the thirteenth floor...
On the Hidden Sword Plain, exclamations and uproar sounded one after another. At this moment, even Bao Yunlu and Li Guiyuan, who were most optimistic about Feng Jueyu, showed expressions of disbelief.
"What a sword master Shenchi, Feng Xiaoyou is really powerful. I didn't expect that Han Ling Sword Dao couldn't stir up any trouble in front of him, and he was suppressed back so easily." Li Guiyuan was amazed.
Although Bao Yunlu didn't understand swords, he knew how to practice Taoism, and his formation skills were not much weaker than those of Lu Siyuan who had ascended through the void.
"This little friend Feng's sword cultivation is much higher than we imagined. With this sword alone, I'm afraid that little friend Feng's strength is not much worse than the Dongji Sword Head of the year."
"Yes, Mr. Feng's sword power is enough to become the originator of sword cultivation in all star realms. It's really terrifying. If Mr. Feng had such cultivation back then, then even if the Zhuge Yi clan sent three hundred more masters, they wouldn't be able to stop him.
Hold his sword."
"Has he already passed through the ninety-nine tribulations of heaven and entered the realm of perfection?" Xuanyuan Pheasant also found it unbelievable.
Hanling Swordsmanship is the top method in the entire Xuanyuan clan. Back then, his father, Xuanyuan Zhengyang, stayed on the twelfth level for nearly a year in order to understand this swordsmanship. And this was just for the sake of understanding this swordsmanship.
Getting started, and later studying the essence of kendo took more than ten times the time to complete.
When Wai Shi broke into the tower, the sword intention released by Han Ling Sword Dao itself was the ultimate power of Xuanyuan Zhengyang's understanding of Han Ling Sword Dao back then, and it was even more extreme than the extreme.
But I didn't expect that Feng Jueyu broke it so easily, and he didn't use any tricks. With the strength of sword against sword, this Feng Jueyu was really terrifying.
Xuanyuan Pheasant's eyes were filled with sparkle, and he said: "According to our clan's records, when Dongji Swordshead Xu Gonghang challenged the twelfth-level Han Ling Sword Dao, it took a full quarter of an hour to defeat the Han Ling Sword Dao and win.
It took Feng Jueyu only half the time that Xu Gonghang did to climb the thirteen-story tower, which is really impressive."
Listening to Xuanyuan Pheasant's words, all the powerful people present were moved. If Xuanyuan Pheasant didn't deliberately show off Feng Jueyu's strength, wouldn't Feng Jueyu be even more powerful than Xu Gonghang back then?
How is this possible?
He only has the Supreme Realm?
Could it be that the two old formation masters misunderstood that Feng Jueyu has already reached the perfection state?
While he was wondering, Feng Jueyu had successfully reached the thirteenth floor of the tower.
On the thirteenth floor of the Sword Picking Tower, Lei Ji swordsmanship!
Walking up the stairs, Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to find Lei Ji Kendo. Looking at the big characters flashing in the sky, he slowly sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breath.
The battle just now seemed to have successfully solved Han Ling's swordsmanship, but in fact, for Feng Jueyu, the pressure was still quite high.
"This Han Ling Sword Intention is indeed domineering. Although I used the sword to control the sword, the terrifying cold energy contained in the sword's intention still caused me a certain amount of damage. This kind of damage is actually invisible and intangible. The Sword Intent Devours the Body
, the freezing cold air actually hurt my Qi veins. It’s terrible.”
Muttering to himself, Feng Jueyu took out the Great Pill and took one, circulating the two energies of life and death to readjust his state.
Climbing the twelfth floor of the tower in one breath would be exhausting even for an iron man. What's more, Feng Jueyu is not an iron man who can't feel pain.
The inner breath circulates carefully, gradually dissolving the Han Ling Sword Intention in the body, and traces of cold air slowly emerge from its Tianling Cap.
His every move fell into the eyes of the crowd outside the tower. Many people could not even breathe evenly from beginning to end. Their moods were up and down like a roller coaster following Feng Jueyu's rhythm. Twice, their hearts were in a state of shock.
Almost jumped out.
At this moment, seeing Feng Jueyu also sitting down to rest, people's emotions were relieved a little. Feng Jueyu's strength is indeed strong, but if he doesn't even need to rest, it would be too abnormal. Fortunately, this guy also knows how to be tired.
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Outside the Sword Picking Tower, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Feng Jueyu sitting down to rest, and had time to communicate in whispers.
"It's amazing. The sword control shenchi just now is really beyond imagination. From this point of view, it shouldn't be difficult for Feng Jueyu to break through the thirteenth level."
"No, I don't think it's that simple. You know, back then Dongji Swordsman Xu Gonghang died on the 13th level of Lei Ji Sword. If Lei Ji didn't have any ability, how could Xu Gonghang let Xu Gonghang do it?
Hang’s bones are buried here.”
"Yes, Lei Ji's sword is indeed much more powerful than Han Ling's sword. Back then, Xuanyuan Zhengyang made a name for himself with Lei Ji's sword. It is said that this sword is born for destruction, and there is no way that anything in the world can compete with Lei Ji's sword.
force."
"If this is the case, then Feng Jueyu is in danger. Dongji Swordsman Xu Gonghang used to challenge the Sword Picking Tower at the perfection level back then. Even he couldn't beat Lei Ji's swordsmanship. Feng Jueyu will definitely lose."
"..."
Waves of heated discussion echoed endlessly, making it very lively.
Bao Yunlu looked at Xuanyuan Pheasant anxiously and asked: "Miss Xuanyuan, do you think it is possible for him to break through the thirteenth floor?"
Li Guiyuan and Ban Cong looked at Xuanyuan Pheasant at the same time.
"Disaster!"
Xuanyuan Pheasant's pretty face tensed up and said: "Lei Ji's swordsmanship and Hanling's swordsmanship are completely different. Our ancestor Wu Ding has said that the three most powerful swordsmanship in Shijian Pagoda starts from the thirteenth floor. If Han Ling's swordsmanship is
Ling Jian Dao is the ultimate in the world, and Lei Ji Jian Dao is the sword close to the gods. I hope he can turn danger into safety."
When Ban Cong heard this, he immediately panicked: "Miss Xuanyuan, in this case, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, maybe Mr. Feng wouldn't have gone in."
"It's useless to say it earlier." Xuanyuan Pheasant shook his head and said: "Didn't you see how anxious he was just now? Even if I said that the sky was flying high, he wouldn't believe it. Even if he believed it, he would definitely challenge the Sword Picking Tower.
Alas, success or failure depends on his luck."
"Luck?" Ban Cong's mouth trembled violently, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.