Everyone held their breath as they watched the young man carrying a spear walking toward the Feng family. His steady steps made a heavy sound on the ground, knocking into everyone's hearts like a thunder drum.
Ling Tianyun was even more shocked. He had already recognized the young man. He was Wanyan Zhantian, the second disciple of Khitan Grandmaster Wanyan Wudi. This man was like a rising star, shining brightly in the sky.
Among the foreign tribes in the north. He had met this person once in Nalanzhou, and his cold face and aloof temperament left a very deep impression on him.
He didn't expect to meet this Jurchen boy here, but he didn't know why he came here. This made Ling Tianyun very worried. He vaguely felt that Wanyan Zhantian's appearance was not very simple.
There may be some bigger conspiracy hidden in it.
But Yuan Xiaoliu had an even more surprised face, with his mouth wide open and his eyes filled with astonishment. He seemed to know the Jurchen boy as well.
"Brother Yuan knows that young man." Ling Tianyun couldn't help but ask him when he saw the other person's expression.
"Why don't you know this person? He is the legitimate son of the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchen tribe in the Khitan Kingdom. Not long ago, he became the disciple of the great Khitan master Wanyan Wudi. This person has a cold and warlike nature, and is known as the wolf son of the Jurchen tribe.
. He can be ranked among the top among the younger generation in today's martial arts world. Except for the Khitan prince Yelu Zongheng, I am afraid no one can compete with him. This man has a cruel personality, but he is still an iron-blooded good man."
Yuan Xiaoliu gave a wry smile, and then said: "I'm afraid this person has bad intentions. It is said that after this person became a disciple of Wanyan Wudi, he did not immediately receive Wanyan Wudi's guidance and teachings. Instead, he went all the way south to challenge
The younger generations of the major martial arts sects or families have never been defeated so far. The Feng family is recognized as the number one martial arts family in Daizhou City. He must have come here to challenge the younger generation of martial arts of the Feng family."
"Oh, there is no defeat. Then Wanyan Wudi lets him go all the way south. Aren't you afraid that something unexpected will happen to this person?" Ling Tianyun asked again. What he was most worried about was that the Khitan Great Master would appear nearby. If this person appeared
If they are nearby, the Feng family may suffer disaster.
"Every martial artist this person challenges is under thirty years old. How can a martial artist in this age group be his opponent? And he is an honest challenge. Even if the opponent loses, he will be convinced.
, and how could the older generation of martial arts cultivators be so shameless as to embarrass a younger generation? Besides, the other party has a sign that he is a closed disciple of the great Khitan master, who would dare to offend him and harm him?"
Yuan Xiaoliu smiled bitterly, but his eyes kept staring at the cold and steady young man Wanyan Zhantian who was walking slowly forward.
Ling Tianyun's heart tightened even more. He understood the reason behind this, but the Feng family could not produce any masters of the younger generation at this time. There were not many people left in the Feng family in front, and only those from the Feng Yuxiu lineage remained.
The other members of the Feng family may have been secretly moved elsewhere. At this time, the only younger members of the Feng family are cousin Feng Yanke and cousin Feng Xiaochan. Although there are also some martial arts masters from the Feng family sitting here,
The younger generation, but will they accept the challenge of Wanyan Zhantian for the honor of the Feng family?
Although I have the confidence to fight with Wanyan Zhantian, my identity will inevitably be exposed, which will bring greater disaster to the Feng family, unless I have to make it impossible for the people of the Feng family to recognize me.
.Then Wanyan Zhantian must recognize him, how can he prevent the other party from calling out his name, so that no one from the Feng family will discover his identity.
Ling Tianyun's mind was spinning, wondering how to face such a situation. Since he separated from the old monk, he began to practice the Buddhist secret "Mahayana Heart Sutra" given to him by the old monk. This secret is mainly a book supplemented by internal skills and mental methods.
, a method that focuses on training one's body and mind, can also be called a basic exercise method. The main thing is to train one's body like copper and iron, and all parts of the body will receive the most severe exercise, and
Reaching the limit of human body cultivation.
Therefore, Ling Tianyun's internal strength cultivation level has not made much progress and has been stuck in the middle stage of the inner strength realm. However, his muscles, bones and body have been better forged. Every muscle in his body seems to be filled with endless power. He has just practiced that
In just over a month, his physical body has reached an unprecedented state. The highest state of cultivating the physical body is to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, and to be reborn, the highest state of the holy body. He has just started cultivating at this moment, and it is just a glimpse of the mortal body.
That's all, but he is still confident that he can compete with Wanyan Zhantian.
The person who came was none other than Wanyan Zhantian, the second disciple of Wanyan Invincible. He walked slowly forward with steady steps, and his firm and straight body was as straight and sharp as the spear behind him. A pair of cold eyes
His eyes stared straight ahead with a sharp light. Wherever his eyes went, everyone felt a fierce aura of fierce fighting spirit, making everyone avoid his sharp edge and find it difficult to look at him.
"I, Wanyan Zhantian, have come here to ask for advice from all the martial arts sects as ordered by my master. I hope all the seniors will help me." Wanyan Zhantian stepped forward and stopped a few feet away from everyone in the Feng family. He held his hands
He cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.
Feng Yuxiu could tell at a glance that this young man had a fierce and courageous temperament. He was indeed as brave and warlike as the Jurchen clan in his tribe. However, most of the people he challenged were people from various martial arts circles, and almost most of them had been finished for a long time.
A rising star in various martial arts forces. Although there have been people who have challenged him everywhere before, this young boy with such a rising power and arrogance is still the first one.
"Young Master Wanyan, you are so polite. The Feng family is a remote native of Daizhou. How can I be so virtuous as to make the young master fall in love with you? How about we just admit defeat in this competition?" Feng Yuxiu said helplessly. He didn't want to let his family fall in love with him.
No matter how harm is done to his family, it is said that Wanyan Zhantian, the rising star who challenged the major martial arts forces, all his opponents were seriously injured and defeated. On the other hand, there is no junior in his family who can compete with him.
"Senior Feng said it too early. It is said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the martial arts world of the Han people. I didn't expect that I don't even have the courage to compete in a competition. No wonder the beautiful mountains and rivers thousands of miles away are falling apart, but they are not as good as those of the barbaric mountain tribes like me."
." Wanyan Zhantian said in a deep voice with endless sarcasm, every word was like blood, while his whole body exuded an aura of arrogance, and his black hair was casually draped on the back of his head, and it automatically fluttered in the absence of wind.
"How dare you, the barbarians, to look down upon us. I'll wait for Feng Moute to come and learn from me, so that you can see that I, the heroic Han man, are also strong-willed."
Feng Yanke, who was standing behind Feng Yuxiu, was a hot-blooded man after all. As soon as he heard the other party's insulting words, his blood rushed and he couldn't help shouting loudly. After saying that, he walked out from the crowd on his own and came.
Arriving in front of that invincible face.
The burly Feng Yanke was eight feet tall, a bit taller than Wanyan Zhantian. He stood in front of him as immobile as a stable mountain.
Feng Yuxiu and everyone else were shocked. They did not expect that Feng Yanke was so reckless. He couldn't control himself and jumped forward when he was aroused by the other party's words. Except for everyone in the Feng family who was worried, other people
But they didn't see it that way. They thought that Wanyan Zhantian would insult them with words that would make everyone angry. Especially the few hot-blooded young men present. When they saw their young master, they jumped out and hurriedly shouted
Waves of cheers.
"Yan Ke, come back, you are no match for him." Feng Yuxiu has such sharp eyesight, how could he not see the cultivation level of that fifteen or sixteen year old boy? With the late stage of Zhen Nei Jin realm, he is just a hair away from reaching that level.
The threshold of the Xiantian Realm. But his grandson is at a martial arts level, only in the middle stage of the Inner Strength Realm. And the opponent is the disciple of Wanyan Invincible, the best master in the world. How can his grandson be that young man’s opponent?
.
"I'm sorry, grandpa, I know I'm not his opponent, but people have come to our doorstep to bully me. Even if my grandson is not his opponent, he still has to give it a try. Even if he loses, it's because we're not good at studying.
, but it’s not without struggle. You taught us that a man should do something and something he shouldn’t do. Today’s battle will restore the prestige of my Feng family, and I will definitely live up to my honor as a Han man.” Feng Yanke turned to his grandfather.
Ji Jia said calmly, with an extremely firm will and persistence in his tone. He was not only fighting for the honor of the Feng family, but he was also fighting for the thousands of Han compatriots who were oppressed by foreign races.
"Okay, well done, young master." Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd, but Ling Tianyun shook his head. He knew that his cousin was definitely not the opponent of Wanyan Zhantian. Since he had already stood up, he had only one choice.
Just wait and see what happens, and you have to make sure plans, even if you have to expose yourself, there is nothing you can do.
"You stupid boy, how could you be so reckless? You didn't even listen to your grandfather's words?" Feng Bupa let out a fiery deep roar that resounded over Feng Mansion. In addition to the eager worry, there was also a little bit of relief hidden in his eyes.
, his son will grow up sooner or later, but he has his own opinion in doing so.
"Let him go. They should have their own opinions. The eagle under the shelter will never be able to fly. It is also possible to let him see the gap between himself and others. This will not be a bad thing for him.
A new beginning." Feng Yuxiu sighed helplessly. Although he was not optimistic about his grandson, he could only hope that he would not be too seriously injured.
"I am Feng Yanke. I am twenty-four years old. Please give me some advice from Mr. Wanyan." Feng Yanke ignored his father. He turned around and greeted Wanyan Zhantian with fists in his hands.
"Wanyan Zhantian, sixteen years old.",
With a cold expression on his face, Wanyan Zhantian replied expressionlessly. After saying that, he looked back and found that the eight-foot-long spear was already in his hand. But he gave a deep shout,
He held the gun tightly with both hands and trembled. The coarse cloth wrapped around the gun exploded violently, and the entire gun appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Feng Yanke had a solemn look in his eyes. He waved his hand, and a servant brought his weapon up. It was an ordinary Tang sword, only about four feet long, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
But everyone else present took a breath, but that boy was really young. He was so courageous at only sixteen years old, and wanted to challenge the rising stars of the major martial arts forces in the world. But Feng Yanke was older than him.
He is seven or eight years old, but his martial arts level is still not as high as that of Wanyan Zhantian. Why doesn't this surprise everyone? He has extraordinary martial arts skills at such an age. It really complies with the old saying that a hero emerges from his youth.
ah.
Feng Yanke stretched out his hand and said "please" to the opponent. Then he lowered his feet and leaned forward, raising his knife and pointing it directly at his opponent who was seven or eight years younger than him. His eyes were full of solemn gazes.
, he did not despise his opponent, on the contrary, he paid more attention to it. For a rising star who can go south to challenge major martial arts forces at such a young age, this person must have extraordinary martial arts skills.
Wanyan Zhantian didn't talk nonsense, he held the spear tightly with both hands and shook it, then he picked up the blossoming spear and stabbed Feng Yanke straight at it. The spear was like a dragon in the sky, and his body was running like thunder, and he was wide open.
Dahe's spear skills were displayed to the fullest.
Feng Yanke raised his sword and rushed forward to meet him. The force of the sword was strong and fierce, and the speed of the sword was as fast as lightning. It rolled up layers of shadows of the sword and tried to hit the opponent's vital parts. But Wanyan Zhantian was even more so.
His momentum was soaring to the sky, and his whole body exuded a heartbreaking roar of fighting spirit, attacking him like a violent storm.
For a time, the two figures kept intertwining, and sometimes there was a harsh sound of metal clashing, and dazzling firelight burst out. The two figures were as powerful as thunder, sometimes as light as a swallow. The two figures were intertwined and entangled more and more.
The faster you hit, the faster it makes people dazzled, the faster it makes people blind.
The sun is as cold as ice and has no warmth, the cold wind is raging and chilling,
The two intertwined figures curled up and spread the swirling aura in all directions. It spread instantly, like a huge wave sweeping over a hundred feet, and spread violently in all directions in an instant.
"Dang Dang Dang" spread the sound of a shocking metal, and the two figures suddenly split up. The two players stared again. They only had a strong fighting flame in both eyes.
There is no more.
Wanyan Zhantian held a spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointing straight into the sky. The scorching light of the sun reflected a cold and awe-inspiring light on the tip of the spear. The light was about to soar into the sky. It was Wanyan
Zhan Tian’s roaring fighting spirit.
Feng Yanke, on the other hand, raised his sword and pointed it horizontally, with solemn and cold eyebrows and proud bones, and his majestic and steady body stood as tall as a rock. Only he could feel that his slightly trembling hand holding the sword had begun to feel numb.
He felt that the head-to-head confrontation just now caused him to suffer some inexplicable losses. His internal strength was not as deep as that of his opponent, so of course he would be at a disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation.
With a cold glance, Wanyan Zhantian's spear swept forward with the domineering energy that swept the world and surged forward again. The spear in his hand was like a dragon moving over the sea. The power of collapse was instantaneous. The spear turned into a dragon and roared into the sea. The shadow of the spear
He once again bullied Feng Yanke with a supernatural power that shattered the sky.
Feng Yanke's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly seemed to be trapped in a huge whirlpool. The strange suction force caused by the opponent's spear piercing the air made his body sway uncontrollably. This made him unable to make a more effective counterattack, so he could only
Able to sink one's body and absorb Qi, the whole body's internal energy is concentrated on the Tang sword, and with light steps under the feet, the sword is used to bully into the shadow of the opponent's spear.
There was a loud "clang" sound, followed by a sharp sound of metal breaking, and the two figures suddenly seemed to be frozen in place by magic, motionless.
Everyone looked at it carefully again, and their eyes suddenly opened wide, as if they could fit an egg into their mouths.