At the gate of Tianxuan Sword Sect, there is a very long stone step, which is covered with moss and goes straight up. Many Sword Sect disciples are stationed here.
However, at this time, the arrival of an uninvited guest changed the expressions of all the disciples.
It was a middle-aged man in green clothes and white hair. He was holding a green silk umbrella in his hand. His face was as if carved from white jade. The fine wrinkles between his eyebrows added a bit of mature charm. He had long white hair behind him.
, being blown around by the cold wind.
"Who is coming?!" A Sword Sect disciple shouted loudly, but his voice was trembling violently because he clearly felt an unusual pressure.
The man in green clothes remained silent and just climbed up the steps. However, when his snow-white cloth boots stepped on the moss-covered steps, the Sword Sect disciple suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground helplessly.
When the man in green stepped forward with his right foot, all the Sword Sect disciples reacted. They launched their flying swords without hesitation, intending to block this man's footsteps with all their strength. They seemed to have predicted that once he climbed up, the Sword Sect would
There will be a catastrophe.
In an instant, the endless cold light was in front of me.
The man in green's flat eyebrows tightened slightly, and then he stretched out his hand like a mountain pine chasing the clouds, and waved lightly, attracting a gust of light breeze. In this almost negligible breeze, all the spiritual treasures were nailed to the void.
However, as if being torn apart by a huge force, the straight edge of the sword suddenly bent and was finally cut off.
Having lost their weapons, and even the power to control the spiritual treasures was blocked, all the disciples felt a sense of despair, knowing that the person who came was not good and not ordinary.
The man in green had an ethereal figure, as tall as an immortal. He took an extremely slow step and appeared at the end of the stone steps, as if he was really soaring three thousand feet up.
The next moment, dozens of Sword Sect disciples stationed on both sides of the stone steps had countless small wounds inexplicably appearing on their bodies, and the wounds were tearing apart, as if they were cut by the wind. There were several crackling sounds, but they were already
The body and head are in different places.
At the same time, Wang Cannian and Gong Yangjue had led many elite disciples here, and all eyes were focused on the seemingly ordinary man in green.
The man in green had a faint smile like a spring breeze on his lips, then he put the green silk umbrella at his feet and said, "I'm Feng Chenzi, I've seen two sword masters."
Gong Yangjue narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "Feng Chenzi... is actually Feng Chenzi, the leader of Beiming Sect!"
Although he has never met him in person, the leader of the Beiming Sect is fairly well-known in the imperial court.
Rumor has it that he is a cultivation genius that is rare in a thousand years. He took charge of the entire sect at the age of seventy, and it only took him a hundred years to reach the Tianmang realm, and he also wrote the "Beiming Wind God Technique" in the ancient classic of the sect.
His attainments are extremely profound, and he is also extremely powerful in the aspect of Dharma. If he is given another hundred years to practice, he will probably become a super being who is a master of the Heaven Transformation Realm.
Wang Cannian said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?"
Feng Chenzi smiled calmly and said: "It's nothing, I just hope that I can use my own efforts to prevent anyone from leaving."
What a loud tone!
In fact, Feng Chenzi could directly compete with Gong Liangqing to seize the Sword Sect's mineral veins, but if all the opponent's sword masters and disciples came and tried their best, it would probably be a lose-lose outcome. After all, it is not that easy to fight against a sect with a thousand-year foundation.
of, all
Therefore, Gong Liangqing can only let Gong Liangqing sneak attack the disciples stationed at the mine. Once successful, he will use a formation to block it, so that even if the people from the Sword Sect arrive, it will be difficult to unlock it, and Feng Chenzi will delay Gong Yang Jue here.
and others to ensure that Gong Liangqing can complete the plan.
In front of the master of the Beiming Sect, everyone seemed to be in a suppressed state, silent.
Feng Chenzi was silent and motionless, with a spring-breathing smile on his face. Suddenly, a breeze blew up, stirring up the dust on the ground, like an antelope hanging its horns, gathering and scattering.
The next moment, the ram stopped moving. As the withered fingers moved forward, an extreme coldness condensed out of thin air and turned into a blue edge. He knew that Xiaonan was still struggling to support the mines, waiting for rescue to arrive.
So you must not let Feng Chenzi hold you back.
Wrapped in that sharp edge was a sword-shaped spiritual treasure that glowed with a cold light. It was obviously of god-level quality, but the quality was slightly inferior, but it still displayed extremely powerful power when it exploded.
Gong Yangjue practiced the water element, and Sun Tianwei obtained his true inheritance back then.
Seeing that azure edge approaching, the air suddenly became extremely cold, showing fine pieces of ice.
Feng Chenzi waved his hand, and his sleeves and robes danced very casually, but a straight green light burst out, drawing a fan shape in the air. With a bang, the edge was shattered, and the spiritual treasure inside was blown away.
He got out and returned to Gong Yangjue's hands.
It was a simple long sword, without a sharp edge, more like a slender awl, and a complex magic circle was imprinted on it, emitting a subtle light.
Wang Cannian said in a deep voice: "Let's go together. No matter what, some of the disciples must rush to support, otherwise the longer it takes, the more dangerous the Xiao Sword Master will be."
Gong Yangjue nodded slightly, and immediately stepped forward, pouring his true energy into the ancient sword. The formation patterns on it suddenly shone brightly, and at the tip of the sword, a stream of earthy yellow air condensed, matching the
The azure blue essence merges with each other.
This phenomenon made Feng Chenzi frown slightly. Gongyang Jue did practice elements with a single attribute, but other elements were derived from the formation patterns on the sword. After merging with each other, they became a new technique.
.
This is the effect of Lingbao!
The two strands of true energy hit his face, and Feng Chenzi felt his soles go weak. When he looked down, he found that the original stone bricks had turned into a pool of mud, and there was an extremely strong suction force in the mud, which kept pushing him downwards.
Pull.
"Water and earth blend together to form Ze. Is this the power of that formation?"
Feng Chenzi frowned in displeasure, but he didn't think Gong Yang Jue's methods were very powerful. He just felt a little unhappy when he saw the white boots stained with mud.
As soon as he stepped on his left foot, the entire mud collapsed instantly. Feng Chenzi was flying in the air. A long sword like jade appeared in his hand. The long and narrow sword body was slightly transparent, and it seemed to be wrapped in clouds and flowing inside.
The traces of cloud energy are extremely magical, and there is a fist-sized pattern imprinted on the hilt of the sword, which is dim in color.
"Follow me!" Wang Cannian said to the disciple behind him and rushed out.
Feng Chenzi's brows showed a hint of anger, and he said in a deep voice: ""Beiming Sword Code"!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was thrust out, so soft and calm, but deep wrinkles suddenly appeared in the originally calm void, as if the space was collapsing in an orderly manner.