Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh reign king
Sun Luoyue is dressed in white as snow, with graceful demeanor and high momentum.{{23][wx}
As the number one genius in the Genius Valley, after entering the Inner Sect, he is still the top being in the Inner Sect.
Even compared to Yunyue, he is no less generous now.
He has fifty-six avenues in his body, and among the true disciples, he is able to surpass many geniuses and is ranked at the forefront.
What's more, he has also practiced Xuan-level advanced skills and magical swordsmanship. In just over a year after entering the inner sect, he has become many times more powerful than Genius Valley.
Many Genius Valley disciples who were watching the battle were dumbfounded when they saw Sun Luoyue's cultivation at this time.
It has only been just over a year, but Sun Luoyue has become so powerful?
The Inner Sect is the Inner Sect, and the training conditions are not comparable to those of the Genius Valley. The disciples of the Genius Valley have become even more eager for the Inner Sect, with fanaticism showing in their eyes.
Look at the squid again.
It has been more than a year, and my cultivation seems to be the same.
Zhu Yu was indeed considered a waste by the sect leader, and there was no progress in the inner sect. There was no suspense in today's battle.
Sun Luoyue has a strong fighting spirit, and when he draws his sword, he has an aura of victory. In terms of aura, he is much stronger than Zhu Yu.
Sun Luoyue's magical swordsmanship is erratic, has many changes, and is very sharp.
He took action with his flying sword, and the strange magical power struck at the squid from an angle that no one could imagine.
Facing Sun Luoyue's erratic magical swordsmanship, Zhu Yu's figure suddenly reappeared, the black lone killing flying sword penetrated the void, and the two flying swords collided in the air, making a loud rumbling sound.
The void twists, lightning flashes and thunder roars.
Sun Luoyue's cultivation of fifty-two avenues did not have the slightest advantage in front of Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu's avenues are second to Sun Luoyue's, but each of his avenues is very condensed and strong. The spiritual power in the avenue makes nine turns and eighteen turns in the body. The spiritual power in the body vibrates, and the power of the physical body is naturally blended into the sword.
Every time Zhu Yu strikes out with a sword, he feels a sense of peace and comfort in his heart.
It's really great!
"Nine Turns Gong" is indeed magical.
The flying swords of both sides faced each other in the void, and they fought seven or eight moves in the blink of an eye.
Zhuyu's combat power actually increased little by little, and he suppressed Sun Luoyue firmly.
"It's comfortable, so comfortable!"
The more Zhuyu beats, the more comfortable he becomes. I feel that the spiritual power in the avenue is turning nine and eighteen turns in the body, shaking the body, and not only the potential of the physical body has been greatly stimulated.
What's more important is that the vibration seems to resonate with the body, and the whole body is numb and numb, as if someone is massaging it. There is a sense of peace in the gaps between the bones.
Zhu Yu's sword is getting faster and faster. The magical power in the sword is getting stronger and stronger.
Sun Luoyue struggled to hold on. The image of defeat had appeared.
In ten moves, Sun Luoyue had retreated dozens of miles.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he had long lost his previous free and easy demeanor.
His eyes were fixed on the squid. The muscles on his face were twisted and his appearance was very terrifying.
"This is impossible! Obviously my cultivation level is higher than that of Zhuyu, and my swordsmanship is better than that of Zhuyu. Why did I lose? And I can't hold on with only ten moves?"
Sun Luoyue could not accept this reality.
But regardless of whether he can accept it or not, he has no chance.
Zhu Yu stabbed him straight with his sword again, which destroyed all his magical powers, and stabbed his left shoulder.
He only felt his left shoulder go numb, and a jet-black flying sword instantly penetrated his left shoulder.
His heart suddenly sank, and his spiritual power was not flowing smoothly, so he was frozen in the void.
Zhu Yu faced him from afar, with a look of unfinished expression on his face, and said: "I have said before, even if you make rapid progress, you are still not enough to defeat me. I still say the same thing, no matter how many avenues you have, I only have one sword.
You lost. Seeing that you and I both came from the Genius Valley at the same time, I will not take your life and leave you a glimmer of hope."
After Zhu Yu finished speaking, the flying sword was withdrawn.
Sun Luoyue's face turned pale. For a long time, he held his hands towards Zhu Yu and slowly retreated.
He knew in his heart that Zhu Yu's attempt to kill him just now was just an act of thought.
But Zhu Yu did not kill him in the end and spared his life. He should be grateful.
At this time, he was already despairing and felt that today's defeat was the biggest setback he had ever suffered in his life.
As a genius who has dominated the world for a thousand years, it is difficult for him to accept it.
Sun Luoyue was defeated. He was the registered disciple of the sect master, but even the eight registered disciples could not defeat Zhu Yu?
The entire audience was silent, and the inner sect disciples who had been making noise just now became mute one by one.
As for the named disciple camp, several people were also dumbfounded, with shock on their faces.
The next moment, everyone's eyes turned to Yunyue and Zhang Ya. These two people were the most powerful beings present today.
Especially Zhang Ya, who has 60 avenues condensed in his body, and each avenue is condensed and strong. Whether it is the quality of a heavenly master or his cultivation, he is much stronger than Sun Luoyue.
Zhu Yu also cast his eyes on the two of them and said: "Yun Yue, you come first! Everyone says that I am a useless person whose path to immortality has been cut off. Today I will show everyone what a real useless person looks like!"
Yunyue's expression darkened, and his expression suddenly changed.
The fighting power of Zhuyu far exceeded his imagination. Even he was not sure that he could defeat Zhuyu.
If he loses, Zhuyu will never be merciful and he will definitely die.
Originally, Yunyue wanted to come over and kill Zhuyu today, so that he could show his face properly in front of the real person Taiyue.
But in this situation, if he loses, his body and mind will disappear, and thousands of years of cultivation will be reduced to nothing, is it worth it?
Seeing Yunyue's appearance, Zhu Yu laughed loudly and said: "What nonsense disciples of the sect, I can't stand it. The registered disciples are all as timid as mice. It seems that next time I want to play, I have to find the true disciples."
Already.
Yunyue, you can't do it! Go back and tell that old bastard Taiyue.
Within thirty years, I will go to the Taiyue Immortal Palace. It is best for him to find a good paradise in advance, so that when his soul is gone, his body will have a good destination!"
"Ha ha!"
Zhuyu laughed wildly.
"Yun Yue, don't you dare to fight?" Zhang Ya turned to look at Yu Yue and said loudly.
Yunyue's face turned the color of pig liver. As an old monster who has lived for more than two thousand years, his scheming has long been too deep to be understood by common sense.
If he doesn't fight today, he will lose all face in the inner sect.
But losing face is better than taking huge risks.
At the level of Tianshi, the power of Zhuyu is really shocking, Yunyue is not sure.
"Zhang Ya, do you dare to fight?" Yunyue said coldly.
Zhang Ya was stunned, his expression kept changing, and he seemed to take action several times, but in the end he held back.
He doesn't dare to take risks. He's afraid of death!
"Haha!" Zhu Yu laughed again. He looked around and said proudly: "You don't even have the courage to fight, and you still talk about the truth. It's really laughable. I'd better say goodbye and go back. I'll talk to that old psychic again.
Go have a fight!
All the inner sect masters, please listen to me. You'd better stay away from where I appear in the future.
Don't hang around in front of me. If I turn around and cut off your path to immortality, you will regret it!"
Zhuyu's laughter floated in the air, and his figure gradually disappeared.
Outside Xianlu Pavilion, nearly a hundred powerful heavenly masters watched him go away, all of them silent and stunned.
In the entire inner sect, there are more than 40 inner sect disciples and no one named disciple of the eight sect masters, but no one dares to fight Zhu Yu. This really makes everyone feel ashamed.
Who is Zhuyu?
He is just a tragic figure whose path to immortality is cut off and doomed.
He was judged personally by the sect master and was a waste who would never be able to enter the realm of earthly immortals in his lifetime.
But this trash can dominate the inner sect's Celestial Masters and trample all the Celestial Masters under his feet. The so-called top being among the registered disciples doesn't even have the courage to fight.
This is so ironic!
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Zhu Yu wielded his sword all the way to the Spiritual Immortal Palace, feeling extremely happy along the way.
He felt that his conversation with Taoist Tianxing today had greatly opened his mind, and his cultivation had also improved a lot.
Defeating Taiyue in fifty years is his goal.
Under Taiyue, there are existences at the level of Heavenly Master, which are not worth mentioning at all.
The so-called Taoist heart, at this time Zhu Yu seems to possess a natural Taoist heart that has never been seen before.
The Taoist mind is natural. It does not mean to be content with the situation and let things take their own course. Rather, it means that there is bravery and diligence in nature, and there is strong ambition in nature.
Zhu Yu had never experienced this feeling of Dao Heart before, but at this moment today, he felt it especially clearly.
It turns out that the Taoist mind also has a realm.
Zhu Yu felt that his Taoist realm had improved a lot, and his cultivation and combat power had also improved accordingly.
"Old psychic ghost, why don't you come out? Quickly unscrew your head and make a chamber pot for me, I'm back!" Outside the psychic temple, Zhu Yu laughed.
In the sky above the Spiritual Immortal Palace, the figure of the Spiritual Master slowly emerged.
He looked calm, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and said, "Really? Have you not entered the gate of this fairy palace yet?"
"Huh?" Zhu Yu frowned, and his eyes suddenly looked towards the entrance of the Spiritual Immortal Palace.
At the entrance of the Immortal Palace, an extremely strong black-robed monk stood with his arms crossed.
Looking at this monk, he does not look like a cultivator, but looks like a strong secular warrior.
He does not wear a robe, but wears a five-short dress with a golden belt around his waist. His hair is sparse and short, and he looks energetic.
Zhuyu looked at him, and the other person also looked at Zhuyu.
The two people's eyes collided in the void, and Zhu Yu couldn't help but trembled in his heart.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time! I didn't expect you to come back. That's good! You are qualified to be my opponent!" the strong man said calmly.
"Are you...Song Xiongfei?"
"Yes! I am Song Xiongfei!"
Song Xiongfei, the first among the named disciples, has condensed more than seventy avenues in his body. It is said that he is the most promising genius under Taiyue of Xianlu Sect.
As long as Song Xiongfei survives the catastrophe, he will definitely become a true disciple.
It is said that his Taoist title has been given to him, and he is called "Feihong".
And Feihong Immortal Palace will soon become another powerful Immortal Palace of Xianlu Sect.
Zhu Yu stared at him for a long time and said, "What? Fellow Daoist Song also wants to step on me and get the upper hand?"
Song Xiongfei grinned and said, "I don't like talking, so you and I should just do it!"
[There are only nine votes today, how pitiful!!!] (To be continued...)