The messy mountain top fell into a dead silence, and countless people were shocked by the scene that happened in front of them.
Just now, Chen Yang'er said that Fu Zhantao's Star Fighting Killing Technique was broken by a little guy who had just broken through the seventh level. Everyone didn't believe it.
But now, the facts are right in front of them, making everyone speechless.
"Why has his strength improved so much in a short period of time?"
Someone saw the clues and murmured to himself, it was Wen Su.
Others who had the same feeling as her were Yan Xin and Fu Zhantao.
Before all the powerful men left, the two had a fierce battle on the top of the mountain. In Fu Zhantao's eyes, Feng Jueyu was indeed very strong just now, but not as strong as he is now.
In the span of just a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu's entire aura and strength became completely different again, which made it hard for him to believe his eyes.
"For a moment, my strength skyrocketed. Where did this brat come from?"
Fu Zhantao clutched his chest, feeling that the injury was as if it was being burned by fire. The technique, which was so powerful that even he found his hair standing on end, actually caused deeper damage to himself.
For a moment, Fu Zhantao was a little confused.
Is this the kind of strength a god who has just broken through the seventh level should have?
The surrounding area was silent, except for the heavy breathing that came alternately without rhythm.
Feng Jueyu's gaze was like a sword, sweeping across the entire audience, his scornful gaze unconcealed.
It's like a superior person despises all living beings and is arrogant.
Of course, this is not conceited, but an expression of excitement.
When fighting against the Youquan Demonic Tree, he was vaguely aware of the extraordinary power of the cave, but his senses were not as clear as they are now.
It wasn't until he defeated the three-legged Bi Ying and ushered in the ghost Jianchou Fu Zhantao and fought bravely that he gradually realized that the potential of the virtual sky cave he had opened had not been fully unleashed.
So, he thought of giving it a try.
As expected, when Fu Zhantao used the Star Fighting Killing Technique, he had to go all out. It was at this time that he deeply realized that the power of Xutian Cave was far from being truly stimulated.
time.
In other words, the power of the Xutian Cave is extremely profound and can only be discovered through constant fighting.
As for where the end point is, Feng Jueyu himself can't tell.
I believe that even if you read through all the ancient classics inherited from the Taoist tradition in Yitian, you will not be able to find the true details of Xutian Cave.
After all, this is a secret cultivation method that was only popular and circulated before the Legend Era, and I got it inadvertently.
Thinking about it now, Feng Jueyu feels more and more weird. When he exchanged the jade slip, he had met a seemingly mediocre person and exchanged the jade slip, but now he can't remember what the other person looks like.
.
It was like he had lost his memory. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it.
"Wearing black clothes and a hood, he is slovenly dressed and slightly tall..."
Feng Jueyu slowly fell into memories, vaguely remembering that the other person's face was not covered, but in his memory, that face was shrouded in mist.
Weird thing!
Forget it, I will slowly find out who gave me the jade slip later.
Shaking away the doubts in his mind, Feng Jueyu looked forward again. Although the thought only passed through his mind, these so-called masters were too incompetent and they have not recovered from the shock.
A flash of disdain flashed across his expressionless face, and finally his eyes fell on Fu Zhantao, who had been so arrogant just now.
"What? Do you still want to fight? As you can see, you are no match for me."
The words were spoken in a calm and calm manner, obviously light and natural, but it gave people a domineering attitude.
Wow!
The silence on the top of the mountain was finally broken by these words, and everyone started talking loudly. Although everyone still had great doubts and confusion in their hearts, it was obvious that the experts at this time would never look at Feng Jue with the same eyes again.
Feathered.
"What a crazy boy, he's not polite at all. What does he think of us old guys?" Li Changxian said sarcastically, his eyes getting colder.
Xu Lei crossed his chest and crossed his arms, with a strong desire for war in his eyes, but he did not take action immediately: "This guy is indeed arrogant, but he is also very capable. This really makes me feel a little itchy."
"Fellow Daoist Xu is going to punish this guy?"
Liao Cang's eyes showed that he was superior to others, and he immediately said without waiting for Xu Lei's reply: "To deal with this junior who doesn't know how to treat others, there is no need to make a big fuss with Mr. Xu Dao, I will do it for you."
Liao Cang laughed loudly and flew out. His movement was very strange, like a shadow that was unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Feng Jueyu.
"I knew it."
Feng Jueyu sighed secretly, but had no intention of leaving.
Before, he thought about leaving after defeating Fu Zhantao, but it was different now.
There is a big secret in Xutian Cave, and he urgently needs to know where his potential lies.
To tap out the potential, you have to fight fiercely.
In an instant, the two stood facing each other.
"This old man wants to seize the heart of the quiet spring tree before we can. He is indeed very scheming."
Seeing Liao Cang rushing to take action, everyone became angry.
"Don't be anxious. This guy can defeat Fu Zhantao. It won't be that simple with his cultivation. Let Liao Cang be the leader first. No matter whether he wins or loses, we can wait until they finish fighting before making plans."
Yuan Chongtian secretly stopped Leng Yunfei who was about to step forward and strategized.
The atmosphere on the top of the Wuming Mountain suddenly became depressing. Although the other experts had not spoken yet, they were all paying close attention to the strange battle that was about to take place.
One side is a top figure who has been famous for a long time, and the other side is a junior who has just broken through the seventh level but can defeat Fu Zhantao.
This situation is too weird, but at the same time it makes people look forward to it.
Liao Cang, who was dressed in a scholar's shirt but looked like an old scholar, squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Jueyu, and said politely: "It's really not easy for a young man to achieve such a level of cultivation. I dare you to ask my little friend Gao's name."
Knowing that this person was a demon cultivator, how could Feng Jueyu be deceived by his gentle appearance.
However, since I have already entered the palace with my own cultivation, I have nothing to fear.
Looking straight at the past with an expressionless face, Feng Jueyu replied without any emotions: "You won't change your name when you are working, and you won't change your surname when you are sitting down. It's the same for Feng Jueyu."
Feng Jueyu!
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. The name was unfamiliar, yet somewhat familiar.
"Feng Jueyu?"
Wen Su and Yan Xin had heard Feng Jueyu declare his family background before, but because the name was too unfamiliar, they didn't take it seriously.
But now that I heard it, it sounded more or less familiar.
"Grandpa...this name seems a bit familiar to me?" Chen Yang'er also noticed it.
"Yeah, it does sound familiar, but I can't remember where I've heard it before!"
Chen Chong was dumbfounded and tried to recall as much as possible, but in the end he found nothing.
"Which force in Western Yingzhou has the surname Feng?"
Xu Lei, Li Changxian and others are also guessing. After all, in their opinion, a person who can defeat Fu Zhantao when he has just broken through the seventh level should not have no background. Usually such newcomers who are arrogant in the world will not have any background.
Most masters are trained by some big forces.
"There really aren't many forces with the surname Feng. The only ones who can cultivate such amazingly talented and beautiful people are probably the three clans of the Jianji of the Tianjie Plane."
Yan Zhenqing thought for a while and named the name of an ancient clan.
When Xiaoyao Mo Liao Cang heard this, his body became inexplicably alert.
There is an ancient orthodoxy in the Tianjie plane, called the Three Tribes of Swordsmanship. These three tribes all cultivate sword cultivation and are composed of three large clans with surnames. They are Zhao, Feng, and Xuan.
Zhao, Feng, and Xuan are all remnants of ancient times and have ancient Taoist traditions. These three tribes are very famous in Western Yingzhou, and they are not inferior to the likes of Wanxing Palace and Lindao Palace.
When they learned that Feng Jueyu's surname was Feng, everyone immediately identified him as a descendant of the Feng family of the Three Tribes of Jianjian.
The disdain in Liao Cang's eyes has subsided a lot. If this boy is a disciple of the Jian Tribe, then he really shouldn't be underestimated. He also needs to pay attention to the bottom line in his actions.
This momentary thought flashed through Liao Cang's mind, and he immediately raised his hands and clasped his fists in a salute: "It turns out he is a fellow Taoist from the Three Tribes of the Sword Tribe. Liao Cang is blind."
Feng Jueyu didn't know what the Three Sacrificial Sword Clan were, and he didn't bother to use others' momentum to bluff others: "The Three Sacrificial Sword Clan, you are wrong, I am not one."
"You're not..."
Everyone was stunned, this guy actually denied it.
But before everyone could be stunned, Feng Jueyu waved his hand directly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, fight. I don't have time to waste my words with you guys."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu suddenly clasped his waist and straightened his back, arching himself into a prawn shape, and before Liao Cang could react, he flew out like an arrow from a string.
The target is none other than Liao Cang.
This time, it was he who made the first move.
"this……"
All the experts were immediately stunned.
Fu Zhantao, Liao Cang, and others like Yuan Chongtian, Leng Yunfei, Li Changxian, Xu Lei, etc., all of them came here not for the treasures on his body.
Ordinary people can't hide, but this kid actually took the initiative.
And the people he found were all senior masters who were far above him.
What a courageous person.
In the midst of sighing, the figure was approaching, and a sword light burst out, gorgeous and dazzling.
The dazzling sword energy was like the rising sun, which appeared on the back of Dongshan Mountain. Embodying the power of light and awe-inspiring power, it struck down towards the top of Liao Cang's head.
The speed is unbelievable.
"Bastard thing!"
Xiaoyao Mo Liao Cang always regarded himself as a Confucian scholar and wanted to sacrifice his persuasion, but he never thought that Feng Jueyu was more arrogant than he thought.
Liao Cang pulled out his body and took out a bare wooden pole from his back. The threads on the wooden pole were densely packed, and it looked like a large number of Taoist spells were imprinted on it.
This wooden pole is called the Mad Demon Stick, and it is a top-grade magic weapon that has accompanied Liao Cang for many years.
Keng!
The crazy demon stick was swung up, and all the great talismans on the stick appeared, like a group of demons dancing wildly, extremely arrogant.
When this stick blocked Feng Jueyu's sword energy, he realized that Feng Jueyu didn't draw his sword at all, but just used his parallel fingers to create a sword energy.
The sound of metal and iron clashing sounded, and Feng Jueyu's sword energy cracked inch by inch and dispersed like light rain, but Liao Cang also took three steps back under the sword.