This was the fifth time that Ting Yu had exhausted his spiritual power.
The first few times she was forced to take pills by Yun Yue. After recovering his spiritual power, he was forced to take over again. Yunyue's attack intensity was just at the limit she could bear. If she didn't use the Tingyu Sword, she would be seriously injured immediately.
Ting Yu encountered such a weirdo for the first time in his life. Such a weird thing happened!
However, after several times of full firepower, Ting Yu discovered that this forced competition was of great benefit to herself.
"Where's the elixir?" She took the initiative and asked Yun Yue for it. "Don't you want to fight? I'll have a good fight with you."
Yun Yue smiled faintly, he knew that this girl had realized it!
A large group of people broke into the other courtyard.
The leader is a handsome young man. Yun Yue is also a well-groomed person, and he prides himself on having a heroic face, while the young man and woman are more beautiful than the women, and they have a pretty face. Yun Yue was very unhappy.
Although Mu Jianfeng got up from bed after taking Yunyue's elixir, he did not accept Yunyue's love because his old father said that Su Yu picked up the elixir! He looked at the young man who seriously injured him and was furious.
"Devil! Our Valley Master is back, please die!"
Yun Yue just narrowed his eyes slightly. "Can any cat or dog be able to establish a sect?"
"Junior Brother Feng!" Ting Yu was overjoyed when she saw the visitor. She forced herself to take a breath and ran over.
"Sister, how are you?"
"Junior Brother Feng, have you come down from the Holy Mountain?"
"Senior sister, let's go back and continue. I'll get rid of this demon first." Pei Feng was furious when he saw that the senior sister was humiliated. "Are you Hong Zhu, who is as famous as Bai Yu?"
He thought to himself, "I can't beat Bai Yu, and I can't deal with you!"
Yun Yue looked at him expressionlessly. "It won't be long before Bai Yu will never be qualified to be as famous as me."
Pei Feng smiled!
Everyone has a time when they are young and frivolous, and do not know the heights of the world.
"I'm afraid you can't wait to fight Ye Canghai!"
Yun Yue also laughed!
Pei Feng took the lead. A set of Zhenwu swordsmanship is impressive. Although he is not yet proficient in this set of swordsmanship, it is enough to deal with most monks. It is Zhenwu swordsmanship after all! It is a top martial arts that monks all over the world can't even imagine.
Yun Yue took the sword with his bare hands and fought with Pei Feng. After several rounds, the two of them were indifferent.
"Good swordsmanship!" Yun Yue's face showed joy. This set of swordsmanship is not fancy or pretentious. It targets people's vital points. The sword is clean and neat, and the blood seals the throat. In his heart, this swordsmanship is much more valuable than Tingyu Sword. Tingyu Sword belongs to the category of supernatural powers. It requires a huge amount of spiritual energy to be activated. And this sword law is the profound martial arts that he is most obsessed with.
"It's just that you ruined such an exquisite swordsmanship!" Yun Yue saw that Pei Feng was also a beginner. "Who created this sword technique?"
"Take the move!" Pei Feng used his spiritual power, and the fight took another level.
The corners of Yun Yue's mouth curled up slightly. He still took the sword with his bare hands. He fought Pei Feng for several more rounds.
"There's something!" Pei Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he replaced the white light on the magic weapon with golden light.
"Golden elixir cultivation? Do you have magical powers that hide your cultivation?" Yun Yue's lips raised higher, as if he had discovered a fun toy.
Pei Feng's explosion this time was extremely powerful. The entire courtyard was filled with strong winds and sword aura.
Yun Yue still took the sword with his bare hands.
After fighting for several more rounds, the two separated again. They looked at each other in a daze.
A monk can be a resident, but age cannot be deceived. At their level, they can naturally judge the age of the other person accurately by sensing the energy and blood in the other person's body.
Both are genuine young men!
How can the spiritual power in Pei Fengxian Palace be comparable to that of a Jindan monk? Coupled with the Zhenwu swordsmanship, a set of combos would be impossible for a monk in the Soul Realm to resist. But how many such young soul-level monks can there be in the world of cultivation?
Qin Xuetian of the Tianmo Sect is considered one. In the future, Xiao Xiao and Qin Lan will also be able to break through to the Soul Realm when they are around thirty years old. But they are all Tianlinggen monks, and all of them are talented people. When did the world of cultivation begin to be filled with Tianlinggen!
Yun Yue was as surprised as Pei Feng. Reaching the full-level Golden Elixir state at around the age of twenty is amazing enough, and it is not much inferior to myself back then. Moreover, he felt that the strength of the other party's spiritual power was far beyond that of ordinary full-level golden elixir monks.
"Before Ye Canghai comes, I can use you to pass the time."
Pei Feng frowned. He felt the strength of the other party. "White jade and red beads" are indeed the crouching dragon and phoenix chicks in the world of cultivation.
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"
After Pei Feng finished speaking, he released his breath again. A blurry shadow gradually appeared behind him.
"Soul trace imprint, that's it! No wonder your spiritual power is so powerful." He then laughed, "Okay, a soul monk who is less than twenty years old. You are qualified to let me use magic weapons."
After Yun Yue finished speaking, he picked up a dead branch from the ground. "bring it on!"
"You're going too far!" Pei Feng was angry. His sword carries awe-inspiring soul power, raising the level of the competition to a higher level again. Most of the entire backyard was destroyed by the two men in an instant. The powerful aura fluctuated, making all those watching the battle unsteady.
Mu Jianfeng exclaimed: "Valley Master has broken through to the soul realm?"
Su Yu said: "That devil can still hold on under Brother Feng's sword!"
Lu Li stared forward with his beautiful eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said nothing.
Xiao Li said: "Don't worry, everyone. On Maya Mountain, my eldest brother slashed a Taoist monk with a knife. He was just playing tricks on the devil." He had full confidence in Pei Feng because he had seen Pei Feng's combat power with his own eyes. . Moreover, Pei Feng was able to save his master from a desperate situation, which is enough to show that Pei Feng still has a trump card.
"Kill a Taoist monk with one sword?" Mu Jian was confused, "Isn't it possible?"
"What if I saw it with my own eyes?"
Lu Li said softly: "I didn't expect that in just a few years, the Master of Fenggu has grown to such an extent!"
Pei Feng, who was fighting fiercely, became more and more anxious. Soul power combined with Zhenwu swordsmanship could not defeat a small branch in the devil's hand. This was simply a huge insult to him and a ruthless mockery of Zhenwu's swordsmanship.
The little soul baby in Pei Fengxian Palace has consumed more than half of its soul power. He was panting from exhaustion, while the demon waved the dead branch in his hand easily, with a playful look on his face.
In the first battle after Pei Feng's return, he was played by the devil in full view of the public. As the owner of the Tangtang Youqing Valley, and as a man of influence who came back from the Mayan Mountains with gold, Pei Feng felt his face getting hot.
"Little monk, come on." Yun Yue gently waved the branch in his hand.
"Brother! Capture him quickly." Xiao Li was also a little anxious. The demon was so rampant that he couldn't help but want to go up and eliminate harm for the people.
Little Li didn't know that Pei Feng had already used up all his energy in feeding. The remaining trump card is his killing skills! Yun Yue has no enmity or enmity with him. He would not have any murderous intention towards Yun Yue. And judging from the opponent's strength, this demon is not that easy to kill.
Pei Feng angrily threw the magic weapon in his hand far away. This magical weapon was obtained from the killer of the Seven Kills Sect Realm. It is an excellent soul treasure. In his eyes at this moment, this soul treasure is garbage. I was teased because of this soul treasure.
Another long sword appeared in Pei Feng's hand. The moment the long sword was unsheathed, Yun Yue's pupils shrank imperceptibly.
"Again!" Pei Feng yelled and started again.
Zhenwu swordsmanship must still be performed with a Zhenwu sword! That's called authenticity.
With a click, the magic weapon collided and made a loud noise. The two also separated again at the same time.
The branch in Yun Yue's hand had already been replaced by a red gold sword. He is proud, not stupid. He sensed danger from the sword in Pei Feng's hand.
"The inscription device, the top inscription device!" Yun Yue's eyes shined brightly. "If you nourish it with martial arts sword intent, this sword can break through to the level of a holy weapon."
Yun Yue made no secret of his salivation for Zhenwu Sword. Although the "Demon Suppressing Sword" in his hand is also a top-notch inscribed weapon in terms of grade, the meaning of the "Demon Suppressing Sword" is contrary to his intention. He needs to suppress the demonic energy of the "Demon Suppressing Sword", so he cannot bring out the strongest power of the Demon Suppressing Sword.
And the sword's intention is martial arts, pure martial arts! It suited him perfectly.
"What a sword, what a sword! What's its name?"
Pei Feng did not answer. He really didn't regret his impulsive behavior just now. Once this true martial sword is revealed, if the other party wants to snatch it, the fight will have to turn into a life-and-death fight.
The two fell into a moment of silence.
Yun Yue didn't wait for Pei Feng's answer, and then said: "Are you worried that I will kill someone to seize the treasure? I, Yun Yue, never bother to do such despicable things."
"That's the Zhenwu sword! One of the four holy swords on the Maya Mountain! Little devil, have you ever heard of it?"
A lazy voice came from behind the two of them.
Everyone looked at him at the same time. He was dressed in white and had a piece of white jade hanging from his waist. He was lying on a lounge chair under the old locust tree and eating grapes leisurely. The earth-shattering battle here didn't even blow up the corners of his clothes.
"Ye Canghai!"
