In recent hundreds of years, Feng Jueyu has traveled south and north, entered the Burning Sea, and practiced coral cultivation. The biggest gain is that he has obtained a large amount of luck from heaven and earth. Although he is not yet able to explain the true meaning of the word "luck" in detail,
Undoubtedly, this kind of heaven and earth spiritual energy is rich in powerful and thick life energy, and has greater power than the divine power cultivated by practitioners.
In just a hundred years, he has learned how to use Qi Luck and apply it to magical powers. After Feng Jueyu's attempts and observations, Qi Luck is the purest spiritual energy in the world. It originated from the towering chaos and multiplied.
From the vastness of heaven and earth, from eternity to eternity, from the present world to the future...perhaps one day, the aura of heaven and earth will be exhausted, but as long as the great world exists, luck will not disappear.
Qi Luck is where the fate of heaven and earth lies, and everything in the world is inseparable from the control of Qi Luck.
On the thirteen-story tower, Feng Jueyu had used all his strength without any reservations.
The true form of one hundred and sixty golden bodies was taken back into the body, and the powerful divine power circulated around the sky. A stream of heaven and earth luck containing huge life energy came rolling in, rushing into the strongest sword it released.
In the mind.
"Colorful Swordsmanship!"
The Seven-Colored Sword Flower, the Lotus Seventh Grade Sword, is the strongest killing move that Feng Jueyu has mastered so far. However, with the help of luck, pure luck flows into the sword with divine power, and the handle of the sword is
Here, there is a lotus leaf that has not grown yet, but has a sharp bud showing up inadvertently.
"Buzz!"
The auspicious energy of the colorful sword rose, and the momentum exploded in an instant. The overwhelming momentum filled the world, with colorful auspiciousness, flowing clouds and flying rainbows, and an extremely shining white light interspersed among them, turning the colorful sword into a
At this moment, the seven-color sword flower turned into an eight-color sword flower. During this period, the sword's power surged and covered the sky and the earth...
Under this sudden surge of momentum, the tenacious Lei Ji seemed to feel strong uneasiness. Lei Ji's main sword intent continued to rise, releasing huge coercion and resisting the Eight Colored Sword Flower. The two swords
Everyone is unwilling to lag behind, and their momentum continues to rise.
At this moment, even Feng Jueyu could feel a strong sense of uneasiness, as if the entire thirteen-story tower was about to be wiped out.
The green mountains and the earth rumbled, and abyss appeared one by one under the continuous cracks on the earth's surface. They were intertwined and crisscrossed. The mountains and green mountains collapsed one after another, just like a scene of the end of the world.
After such a stalemate for about three minutes, only a loud bang was heard, and the figure of the Eight-Colored Sword Flower exploded, from a short three feet and six inches, to a towering giant, with the light of the sword hanging above the Buddha.
Under the rosette, rising into the sky, auspicious clouds filled the sky, rolling and rolling...
Under such a terrifying momentum, the main body of Lei Ji finally lowered his head in fear. Under the eyes of countless pairs of eyes, Lei Ji's sword intent slowly shrank, and the blue electric light sword energy on it was also reflected in the eight-color sword flower.
Under the pressure, it became dim and dull, until it became the size of a silver needle. With a swish sound, it fled into the air, got into the clouds, and disappeared.
When Lei Ji left, Feng Jueyu felt that the pressure from the near-god sword suddenly disappeared. He let out a long breath, and his whole body relaxed. Only then did all his strength dissipate, and then an unprecedented emptiness appeared in his body.
feeling.
"Black Lotus Terrace!"
Feng Jueyu summoned the Black Lotus Platform, and with a call of his right hand, the eight-color sword flower slowly shrank, and then shrunk to the size of a dagger before flying back from the air and getting into his cuffs. Then Feng Jueyu sat cross-legged and stood in the black lotus.
Breath control began on the lotus platform.
Outside the Sword Picking Tower, tens of thousands of practitioners were dumbfounded. The Hidden Sword Plain filled with black crowds was so quiet that it was heart-stopping. It seemed that the people standing around the Sword Picking Tower in the sky and on the ground in the Hidden Sword Plain were not living people.
, but sculpture.
Looking at the huge screen wall in the sky, no one was not amazed, because no one expected that Feng Jueyu actually repelled Lei Ji's sword intent and successfully crossed the thirteen-story tower.
Such a great achievement has already surpassed the Dongji Swordshead Xu Gonghang back then, replacing him and becoming the holder of the latest record of challenging the Sword Picking Tower.
"Win, win..." Ban Cong watched from beginning to end, his whole heart was in suspense. Even though Feng Jueyu had won, his hands and feet were still cold.
"Huh, little friend Feng, you really put us to shame..." Bao Yunlu took a long breath, but couldn't calm down in his heart.
The Sword Picking Tower has a great reputation. Throughout the ages, it has always been an insurmountable mountain in the eyes of cultivators in the astral world.
But today, an indomitable swordsman finally appeared in the world. With his powerful strength, he defeated the thirteenth-level Lei Ji in an honest and fair manner, thus becoming famous all over the world.
Lei Ji, the strongest swordsman on the thirteenth floor of the sword tower, has been broken.
Outside the Sword Picking Tower, too many people have come at this moment. Although many people have not seen the process of Feng Jueyu challenging the Sword Picking Tower just now, the confrontation between Ba Color Jianhua and Lei Ji's main body just now is enough.
Astonish everyone.
What is powerful?
This is it.
The Shijian Pagoda is said to be inaccessible to outsiders, and anyone who enters will die. However, Feng Jueyu single-handedly challenged the thirteen swordsmanship conceptions and successfully won. Perhaps, the whole process was not smooth, but he still managed to defeat him in the end.
After quitting Lei Ji, I gained the qualification to climb to the fourteenth floor.
"Sure enough, there is a heaven beyond the sky. It is widely said in the world that the Picking Sword Tower is a creation of heaven and cannot be reversed by mortals. This is not absolute."
"Don't be too happy too soon. There are still two floors above. The sword-picking tower built by Xuanyuan Patriarch Wu Ding is not so easy to be completely overthrown."
"The other two levels are definitely more powerful than the thirteenth level, but just because Feng Jueyu can repel Lei Ji, it is enough to be proud of all the star realms, isn't it? With Feng Jueyu's strength, I'm afraid it can be called a sword
It’s not too much even for an emperor.”
"This is true. Looking at the world, since ancient times, he is the only one who has defeated Lei Ji and obtained the qualification to climb to the fourteenth floor. But he just doesn't know how to deal with the next floor."
"..."
Noisy discussions echoed in the vast Zangjian Plain. After the defeat of Lei Ji, the entire plain was in an uproar. Nowadays, the Zangjian Plain is full of praise for Feng Jueyu.
No one does not admire this new swordsman who became famous in Qingyao Fantasy Ruins.
The discussion rumbled in his ears, and Bao Yunlu laughed, looked at Xuanyuan Pheasant, and said with a smile: "Miss Xuanyuan, did you hear that? Now some people have compared Feng Jueyu to the Sword Emperor. It seems that
Your Majesty, we have a rival."
Xuanyuan Zhengyang is revered by the world as the most indomitable sword emperor in the world today.
The title of Sword Emperor was not given by himself. It was the affirmation of Xuanyuan Zhengyang by all the powerful men in the star realm.
But now, there is another Sword Emperor in the world, and the title of this Sword Emperor is no longer the only one.
Listening to Bao Yunlu's slightly ridiculing words, Xuanyuan Pheasant didn't even move his eyebrows, and said calmly: "I admit that he is very strong, but if compared with his father, I am not boasting, he is still far behind.
"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Li Guiyuan immediately smiled and said: "What I am saying is that Brother Zhengyang has already enlightened on the fifteenth level. If he succeeds, he will definitely be the best sword in the world."
Xuanyuan Pheasant said expressionlessly: "Senior, I have misunderstood. What I mean is that there is a certain gap between him and my father's current cultivation level. If my father really cultivates Wuding Sword Dao, it is very likely that he will
At the moment of leaving the seclusion, Wu Po Feixu."
"..."
Listening to Xuanyuan Pheasant's plain words, everyone felt like they were thundering. Is Xuanyuan Zhengyang already so strong?
Behind the crowd, Zhuge Yu stood next to Zhuge Jin and Feng Mingxi with a decadent look on his face, feeling mixed and anxious in his heart.
His hatred for Feng Jueyu was naturally not so easy to resolve, but Zhuge Jin's previous remarks and Feng Jueyu's series of performances when he repelled Lei Ji also forced him to re-examine the relationship between himself and Feng Jueyu.
of hatred.
Just as Zhuge Jin said, Feng Jueyu is too terrifying. Hundreds of years ago on Black Spring Mountain, he was able to fight against the strong men in the star realms. With the strength of just a few people, he was able to kill him. Zhuge Yu had to be convinced.
.
Just a few hundred years later, when the two met again, the former enemy was already standing at the pinnacle of the mortal world. Today's battle, the Sword Picking Tower's name was rectified, and Feng Jueyu's fame and strength became known to the world.
Even the elders of the Zhuge clan cannot tell how much it costs to deal with such a person, but one thing is certain. If you want to avenge your shame, you must be prepared to sacrifice everything. But this kind of decision
, could it be him, Zhuge Yu, who had the final say?
Even if you spend all your wealth to ask someone to take action, how many people in this world would bother Feng Jueyu for money and resources?
How many people dare?
…
In the Sword Picking Tower, on the thirteenth floor, Feng Jueyu took out the healing elixir and was desperately trying to replenish it.
Sitting on the black lotus platform, looking at the stairs leading to the fourteenth floor, from that moment on, his state of mind became slightly shaken.
It has nothing to do with anything else, it's just because the Sword Picking Tower is so terrifying. Only the Lei Ji swordsmanship on the 13th floor has become like this. Then how terrifying will the Zhengyang swordsmanship that follows be?
He didn't dare to think about it and couldn't imagine it.
According to Xuanyuan Pheasant, if you want to see Xuanyuan Zhengyang, you must go through the fourteenth floor, take the stairs to the fifteenth floor, and meet Xuanyuan Zhengyang in front of the fifteenth floor tower.
If he cannot defeat Zhengyang Kendo on the fourteenth floor, Xuanyuan Zhengyang will not pay attention to it at all in his current state of seclusion. He will not even be able to detect someone breaking into the tower, let alone know the secret behind Feng Jueyu's eagerness.
"Zhengyang Kendo, Ninety-nine Bows have come, and I am no longer trembling. Anyway, I have the Heavenly Dao Pearl. It's a big deal. If I can't defeat it, just hide inside and think of another way."
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu adjusted his breath for a moment, jumped towards the stairs, and a minute later, climbed to the fourteenth floor of the tower.