Outside the entrance of Yihongjian Canyon, a figure shot out quickly. Dozens of pairs of eyes from under the silver waterfall fell on the figure who fled in panic. At this time, the atmosphere under the silver waterfall seemed particularly strange.
Without the rising waves of true energy, everyone seemed to be suffocated and stuck in place.
Their eyes fell on the figure, and listening to the vulgar and vulgar complaints, everyone could not believe that what they were seeing was a living reality.
Grand Envoy...My lord...
For a long time, the disciples of Wanyue Tiangong were not interested in the word "Hongtu Shi". They believed that it was just a title that lived in mythology. But now, times have changed. The Dragon Emperor has fallen, and Hongtu Shi has disappeared. This sudden impersonation has come.
This guy is completely inconsistent with the legendary powerful title, so in their hearts, this "Ambition Envoy" is nothing more than a representative of fraud.
Especially after this guy reported his cultivation level, everyone present imitated Chen Luo and treated him like a clown.
When watching that guy walk into Yihong Sword Gorge, almost everyone believed that he would definitely learn an unforgettable lesson there, and he would never even come out of it alive.
However, what is absolutely unimaginable is that just when they thought this guy would never be able to come out, he actually ran out while complaining vulgarly about Yihong Sword Gorge, which is regarded as a holy place by the Tiangong sect members.
Feeling the true energy lingering around their bodies and feeling the residual Jianxia sword energy above them, everyone made the same move in unison and rubbed their eyes hard twice.
Including Wu Qingqing and Chen Luo, they really felt that what they saw was like a dream...
Under the silver waterfall, the silver curtain bombarded the rocks in the stream pool. The roar of the rocks became the only sound at the narrow mouth of the valley. The scene was really as silent as death. They stared blankly at Feng Jueyu, who was running towards him, and all the heavenly palaces.
The disciple couldn't help but slowly opened his mouth.
"This kid, did he really come out? He stayed in there for a full 180 breaths..."
The low voices of discussion soon turned into a loud and shocking sound, slowly rippling away, and a huge wave suddenly appeared at the mouth of the valley under the silver waterfall.
"The third level of Ningzhen...can you stay in there for such a long time?"
I don't know who asked the question, which aroused everyone's endless reveries and ideas. It was already very good to spend half the time at the third level of concentration. He actually stayed twice as long.
"Are you kidding? How is this possible?"
"Impossible, what happened to him?"
The discussions directly plunged people into irritating confusion. Even Wu Qingqiu and Chen Luo were deliberately looking for reasons to explain the strangeness in front of them.
One hundred and eighty breaths, how did he do it?
Did he use a treasure? That must be the case.
Chen Luo couldn't find a more suitable reason than this. He must have used a treasure. There is only one kind of treasure that can block the Yihong Sword Gorge Sword Formation, which is a soft armor.
"You...you guy, you actually take advantage of a soft armor to take advantage of others. It's really shameless."
After running out of the mouth of the canyon, Feng Da Killer was really tired. Although this time it was due to a conflict of spirits, he also wanted to see what the formations of the grand world looked like, so when he was inside, he did not use Zi Zi at all.
Yaojin Armor, in addition to his own first-level spiritual armor, he relied entirely on his own strength to seriously deal with the sword array.
And from the sword formation, Feng Jueyu discovered the characteristics of the sword formation. In fact, he could still continue to stay in the sword formation, at least to ensure that he would not be defeated for another 180 breaths, but in order to keep a low profile, he still chose
run out.
Even so, I didn't expect to be questioned by Chen Luo.
Feng Jueyu didn't even say anything, but Chen Luo pointed at his nose and slandered him, and he was stunned for a moment.
"Oh~" The Tiangong disciples who were still surprised by Feng Jueyu's ability just now showed expressions of realization. Yes, if you use a close-fitting soft armor, you can indeed extend the time in the sword formation.
The disciples of Wanyue Tiangong use the sword array to hone their skills. Naturally, they will not be stupid enough to use external force such as personal soft armor to protect themselves and waste the opportunity to practice. But Feng Jueyu is different. The intrigue between him and Chen Luo just now
Douji, maybe for the sake of temporary anger, there is nothing wrong with using some treasures.
And other than this reason, there is no way to explain the fact that he stayed there for such a long time with his third level of cultivation.
"A soft body-hugging body? You're such a big watermelon." Feng Jueyu cursed in his heart angrily, thinking that I am good because of my ability. I originally wanted to argue with the Chenluo family in order to justify my ability.
, but after thinking about it immediately, Feng Jueyu held back again.
Now that I can't help myself in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace, and the crisis is around me, why not borrow Poxiadonkey to avoid exposing the truth?
Keeping a low profile is the way to go. Only by hiding yourself better can you achieve better results at critical moments.
If you're soft, just be soft. I won't explain it. You think it's better this way.
Thinking in his mind, Feng Jueyu sneered twice but said nothing, but his eyes did not mean to admit it at all. You can guess whether it was true or not.
Seeing that Feng Jueyu didn't speak, Chen Luo thought he had touched Feng Jueyu's mind, and felt extremely proud. Just when he was about to say a few more belittling words.
A cold voice spoke up without losing his integrity: "He didn't use any soft clothing."
"Um?"
Hearing this voice, everyone looked back in surprise, Feng Jueyu and Wu Qingqiu were no exception. Behind the crowd, at the mouth of the canyon, a tall young man with short black hair walked over with a long sword in hand.
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"Huang Tianjue?" Wu Qingqiu's face tightened and she breathed out.
"Is he Huang Tianjue?" Feng Jueyu's heart sank slightly. He clearly remembered that in three months he would have to duel with three people. One was Chen Luo in front of him, and the other two were Huang Tianjue and Zhao Jin.
When he saw Huang Tianjue for the first time, Feng Jueyu paid special attention to him. He was tall and mighty, yet handsome, with a pair of tiger eyes, and eyebrows as sharp as swords, especially the black one.
Her short hair exudes a particularly capable aura, and the way she stands makes people feel awe-inspiring.
Huang Tianjue glanced at Chen Luo with disdain, and slowly turned his eyes to Feng Jueyu. It seemed that the only person here who deserved his attention was Feng Jueyu.
"He didn't use a bodysuit."
Wow!
Huang Tianjue repeated it, and everyone around him was in an uproar. A pair of surprised eyes once again fell on Feng Jueyu.
Didn't he use any personal protective equipment? Could it be that he survived with his true ability? Thinking of this only possibility, everyone's expressions finally changed, and they became surprisingly wonderful. A third-level warrior of the Ningzhen Realm actually stood on the shackles created by the ancestor of Tiangong.
He survived one hundred and eighty breaths in the Rainbow Sword Formation and came out without any injuries. This rich true energy alone is enough to be beyond the reach of others.
It seems that Hongtushi does have some real abilities.
Chen Luo's accusation collapsed under Huang Tianjue's testimony. The humiliation made him extremely angry, and he immediately turned his anger to Huang Tianjue: "Huang Tianjue, how do you know that he didn't use personal protective gear? It's useless.
How can you survive one hundred and eighty breaths with your cultivation level of the third level of Ningzhen?"
Such strong arguments were not unreasonable. Everyone looked at Huang Tianjue, wanting to hear his explanation.
Huang Tianjue curled his mouth in disdain. His eyes did not look directly at Chenluo. Instead, he glanced disdainfully and said, "Of course I saw it with my own eyes. Only a villain like you can judge people's thoughts."
Huang Tianjue dismissed Chen Luo's question righteously. Although he did not explain how Feng Jueyu survived, the undeniable righteousness in his eyes was undeniable.
After giving Chen Luo a severe blow, Huang Tianjue ignored Chen Luo. When his eyes turned to Feng Jueyu again, there had been some changes: "Your Excellency, you have resisted three hundred and sixty-seven swords with three levels of concentrated strength, and your aura is still strong.
, the true energy is not broken, I admire you, but I haven’t asked for advice..."
I love Huang Tianjue but he still doesn’t know his name.
Feng Jueyu was surprised and carefully observed Huang Tianjue. He found that this man was upright and not like a treacherous villain like Chen Luo who only knew how to do evil in secret. He immediately clasped his fists and said sternly: "It's easy to say, my surname is Feng, my courtesy name is Feng."
Jue Yu..."
"Feng Jueyu?" Huang Tianjue exclaimed, and then he suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the envoy of Hongtu. I'm glad to meet you. Just now, Huang was practicing sword training in Jianxia Gorge. I was lucky enough to see your miraculous skills and was really impressed. Today I found out that you are Hongtu."
Sir Envoy, it seems that what Hongtu has passed down over the past two thousand years is not just a lie, there are indeed many talented people coming out of the Dragon King’s inheritance.”
After saying these words, all the Tiangong disciples gathered under the Silver Waterfall showed surprised expressions. Who is Huang Tianjue?
The proudest of the three clans of Huang, Chen, Zhao, and Wanyue, he is a well-known master of Shengdan Realm. His talent is far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. He has always been a being that people look up to, but now he praises a person with higher cultivation level to his face.
He was one level behind Feng Jueyu. Obviously Feng Jueyu must have shown extraordinary means just now.
Feng Jueyu didn't know the details of Huang Tianjue, but when he heard the other party praising him like this, even though he thought he was thick-skinned than the city wall, he was a little embarrassed at the moment, so he quickly cupped his hands and replied humbly: "Brother Huang, that's a ridiculous compliment.
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The two of them were talking to each other, as if they were sympathetic to each other, and the eyes of everyone around them dropped to the floor.
Looking at Chen Luo again, everyone couldn't help but chuckle to themselves. Huang Tianjue was famous for his bad temper. Even if the King of Heaven came, he would still be harmed as long as he looked down upon him. It seemed that Chen Luo had gone to memorize words today.
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At this time, Huang Tianjue cupped his hands again, turned around and strode away without saying anything.
Wu Qingqiu watched the whole process from the side, feeling slightly surprised and filled with doubts. In the past, she had always thought that Feng Jueyu was just an ordinary warrior at the third level of Ningzhen Realm. But now it seems that Wu Qingqiu has more curiosity in her heart.