Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh dog egg two silly black loach
Everyone did not think that Feng Xiao would be able to achieve anything famous after leaving the Starry Formation in the Heavens.
They all laughed at him.
There are also many warriors who feel a little compassion.
After all, a child less than ten years old can already kill demigods and aliens, and he will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future.
It is a pity to die here.
At this time, those powerful foreigners had already blocked Fengxiao's possible way of leaving.
Among the many warriors present, the angriest being was definitely not the Monster Clan or the Sea Clan, but the Inanimate Sword Master Su Leng.
Foreigners, or warriors who have a grudge against Jixia Academy, will definitely be able to kill them when they encounter a warrior from Jixia Academy.
The anger that had been accumulated in my heart before was able to pour out a lot.
And what about the Wusheng Sword?
Just now, the little child laughed at first, showing his contempt.
Then, Feng Xiao said, your sword deserves to be called Wu Sheng Sword.
This is an absolute slap in the face.
"You don't know what the so-called little thing is, but you dare to judge my swordsmanship arbitrarily. You are too slow to die!"
Su Leng spoke coldly again.
His footsteps wander through the void.
The cold and sharp sword energy bursting out from the whole body actually froze the void. Without any water vapor, it formed ice crystals that were as solid as ice.
The ferocious murderous intent, intertwined with the cold air, swept towards Fengxiao.
At this time, Feng Xiao's movements seemed strange to everyone.
He actually smiled nonchalantly.
Then he took a step into the air and arrived first, appearing in front of the raging river of sword energy.
"Su Leng, the Master of Wusheng Sword, I still say the same thing, you are worthy of being called Wusheng Sword.
From today on, you can be called whatever you want. Even Goudan, Ersi, or Black Loach.
It's just not allowed to be called Wu Sheng Sword.
This is what I said with a smile. If you can object, then you can die!"
What is Goudan, Ersi, or Black Loach?
Su Leng felt that today was the most humiliating day for him, as he had been slapped in the face countless times.
Then, the humiliation and anger on his face turned into contempt.
Now, the little ten-year-old child is standing in front of the strongest sword river condensed by his Wusheng Sword without knowing whether to live or die.
This is courting death.
As for the few young men in Jixia Academy, he also knew that these were indeed beings who could use Confucianism and Taoism to kill powerful demigods.
However, many powerful gods and demons woke up from their slumber.
Just looking at the illusion scene in the void, I already understood.
These so-called little children can indeed possess invincible fighting power comparable to that of demigods.
However, one of the key points is that they must use the help of the infinite mysterious aura that permeates Jixia Academy.
In the words of Jixia Xuegong Confucianism, that kind of power is the so-called Haoran righteousness.
Now, without the help of Haoran Zhengqi, how can a little child resist his terrifying Wusheng sword?
"Some people say that as the eldest disciple of Qin Feng, I am inferior to my third junior brother Lu Jing in Confucianism and Taoism.
Even his combat power is compared with that of his junior sister Yun Nan who controls the wheel of life and death.
We are brothers, and their martial arts cultivation is very strong. I am really happy from the bottom of my heart. I am happy from the bottom of my heart.
However, I also felt humiliated.
I am a senior brother. I must hold up a sky for my junior brothers instead of always living under their glory.
Therefore, I can only work hard to become more diligent.
Only in this way can you be worthy of my senior brother's status.
I have a sword, maybe not as good as 10% of Master's.
I still want to test the sword world.
The cave of the Seven Kills Ancestor is the place where my Fengxiao legend begins.
My name is Fengxiao, and I will defeat all enemies in the Land of Seven Kills!"
Hearing this, both the Monster Clan and the Sea Clan, as well as the many warriors from the world of China, couldn't help but laugh.
"A frog in a well dares to test the sword of the world?"
"That's right! What kind of master can a country bumpkin from a small place meet?"
"ridiculous!"
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Facing the ridicule from everyone, Feng Xiao's expression was indifferent, with an attitude of being arrogant and unmoving.
At some point, Feng Xiao's eyes had closed, as if waiting for the endless cold river of killing to come and drown him.
At this moment, everyone felt that the void around them seemed to become a little brighter.
When they saw clearly the root cause of all the changes, everyone was stunned.
Even the warriors from the Monster Clan and the Sea Clan were all without exception, and they all had expressions of extreme astonishment.
"Is this human gaze? How can it be as bright as the sun?"
"The most terrifying thing is that although it has burst out with bright light, no one can feel any warmth in it.
On the contrary, it is like an endless void, extremely cold and desolate.”
Everyone is shocked.
Almost sluggish.
At this time, Feng Xiao had already drawn his sword.
A scene that shocked them even more happened next.
"Look at his sword!"
Suddenly, a burst of exclamation rang out, waking everyone up from Feng Xiao's cold and stern gaze.
They all turned their gazes to the sword in Feng Xiao's hand.
At this moment, the seemingly inconspicuous sword in Feng Xiao's hand was filled with the soaring charm of the sword.
As we all know, even ordinary demigods may not be able to understand the mystery of the sword's charm.
A ten-year-old boy is so terrifying.
This makes many warriors feel as if they are as old as a dog.
"I said that you don't deserve to be called Wusheng Sword, and that's not unreasonable. It's just that your sword doesn't deserve the name.
Because only my master can be called Wusheng Sword."
With a loud shout, a roar came from Feng Xiao's mouth.
The already surging aura of annihilation and the mystery of killing became more and more intense.
In front of the terrifying killing pride, after accumulating to a terrifying limit.
It broke out instantly.
The extremely explosive Wu Sheng Sword was swung out casually.
The sword light flashed across,
Suddenly, the heaven and earth seemed to be separated into two parts.
This sword light is bright and dazzling, but it is also so sad and cold.
So bright that one cannot look directly at it,
It was so sad and heartbreaking that the whole body seemed to be shrouded in endless chill and became stiff.
As long as the warriors saw this scene, their hearts seemed to be filled with love and hatred as each sword light appeared.
It's just that everything finally turned into a cold light that destroyed everything.
Here, everyone only sees a world of silence, in which all things perish,
It seems that neither heaven nor earth can bear the breath of decay.
Because of the appearance of this sword light, everyone shed tears.
"Is this the Wusheng sword? It's really Wusheng!"
It took a long time for those warriors in the demigod realm to wake up from the cold lifeless sword.
Everyone looked ugly, looking at the figure in the void who didn't look tall in disbelief.
At this time, behind his short body, endless divine light seemed to appear, shrouding him.
It looks like a true divine descending. (To be continued)