But the reality is like this——
Even as Feng Qingwu's contractor, Mu Jiuke never thought that one day, if he showed Feng Qingwu the charm of that sword as a reminder, she would be able to reproduce one or two of them. The charm of points.
If this was in ancient times, those swordsmen sects would have known about it.
I'm afraid that even if I'm beaten to death, I have to snatch Feng Qingwu!
And at this time, when all the sword intent was condensed on a bit of cold light, the moment it touched the blood balls in the dragon's bloody mouth, I saw - everything was dispersed inch by inch, as if it had perished. .
The cold light pierced by Feng Qingwu.
Penetrating the huge head of the dragon, the sword mark only had a single point, but when it extended backwards, it seemed to cut through the sky and the earth, blasting a huge gap in the hole, revealing the light blue sky.
And the sword intention went straight into Qingming, and the sword roared into the sky!
In an instant, Jiaolong's huge body froze in mid-air. The vertical pupils that were staring closely at Feng Qingwu now spread little by little, and more than that - from the ugly and dark Linjia.
A trace of sword light was revealed, one wisp, two wisps...
In just a short moment, it spread out in all directions from its body!
The sharp sword intent condensed on that bit of cold light. After penetrating the dragon's head, it turned into countless sword lights and exploded completely. Under the gazes of Song Jinxi and Mu Jiuke, the dragon was torn into pieces. fragments.
In an instant, the aura that suppressed the entire cave dissipated.
Mu Jiuke: "Oh no, she really used it???"
Song Jinxi: "Damn it, you're the one who can keep suppressing me and beating me!"
Even Jiang Zicheng and others who were kicked out from the beginning originally ran away because the situation was not right, but now they saw the change and rushed back. They happened to see this scene - the hole with the gap, the broken Dragon.
Large areas were torn and blood splattered everywhere.
The remaining pieces of the dragon's flesh and blood crackled down from the air.
The group of people who rushed back in shock had dull faces:? ? ?
Jiang Zicheng was confused: "What's going on?"
On the side, Song Jinxi, who finally came to his senses in a daze, looked over and explained: "So and so, so and so, and then -"
"All in all, the ending is that your senior sister was killed by it with a sword."
Mu Jiuke, who witnessed everything the whole time: ...did you omit too much?
With one's cultivation level in the Qi training stage, one sword could reversely slay a dragon comparable to that of the Nascent Soul stage. As long as one factor was missing or there was a loophole, it would not be possible.
Omitted to this extent.
Even if you are a crazy fan who comes to Jiangzicheng, you won’t believe it——
"Damn it, it has to be my senior sister, she is so awesome!"
Jiang Zicheng exclaimed directly on the spot: "Although others may feel like bragging when they hear it, I know that if it is Senior Sister, then there will be no problem!"
"Let alone hacking the dragon to death, it's no problem to pierce the sky!"
Mu Jiuke: "...You really believe it? You are so presumptuous in talking about the way of heaven. You are not afraid of being struck to death by lightning when you break through later."
However, as the person involved and the center of the incident at this moment, Feng Qingwu remained motionless. She stood stiffly on the spot, holding the Liufeng Sword tightly in one hand. Due to excessive exertion, her fingertips were pale.
She closed her eyes tightly and seemed to be frozen.
No matter what the outside world is doing, it seems that it can't disturb her.
Seeing this, Jiang Zicheng couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister, what's wrong? Is it because she has consumed too much? Do you want her to rest for a while?"
But just when Jiang Zicheng was about to step forward——
"Roar!"
Accompanied by a vigilant and powerful beast roar, the pitch-black cub that was waiting aside suddenly appeared like black lightning and stood directly in front of Feng Qingwu, blocking Jiang Zicheng's way.
Those deep black beast eyes stared intently at Jiang Zicheng.
As if to say, as long as he dares to take a step forward, he can bite his neck off!
Jiang Zicheng was confused for a moment, but Song Jinxi suddenly realized something. When he saw Feng Qingwu's eyes filled with fire, he couldn't help but said: "This spiritual pet is protecting the master. Feng Qingwu is now trapped in Epiphany!”
Jiang Zicheng was slightly stunned: "Enlightenment?"
Song Jinxi nodded and said: "Yes, the opportunity for enlightenment is rare but hard to come by. Many monks struggle to break through, but they can break through one after another under enlightenment. This kind of opportunity is rare. I am afraid that Feng Qingwu was affected by the sword move just now. Inspired."
After hearing this, Jiang Zicheng no longer acted rashly.
…
At the same time, Feng Qingwu's side.
She knew this wasn't an epiphany, but she didn't understand where it was.
Feng Qingwu should have been in the cave, but at this moment, there was blankness and nothingness around her, and she could not see anything clearly. And in this strange space, a person was kneeling and sitting on the void. , holding a long sword on his knees.
It was a young man with a handsome face. His eyes were covered by a piece of white brocade. He seemed to be born blind, but——
But Feng Qingwu could still feel the feeling of being watched.
"Your Majesty can choose your Qi training period and pass down this sword style to you. Even if your cultivation level is insufficient, I'm afraid... there is something unique about it."
At this moment, Feng Qingwu heard the young man say.
The tone was obscure and difficult to understand, a unique charm from ancient times. She had only heard such language from the mouth of that mysterious man and the Emperor Huang in the forbidden area behind Tianxuanmen, with a strange and unique rhythm. .
But - who is your Majesty?
During the confrontation with the Wu family and others, the sword seemed to have a flash of inspiration. It seemed that there was a mysterious man. Could it be... the man who appeared in the illusion?
Feng Qingwu couldn't figure it out for a while.
She could only temporarily suppress her doubts and bowed her hands: "Senior."
"You must have a lot of doubts in your mind. This is actually the inheritance space where I left the sword style. Only those who are truly talented in understanding this sword style are qualified to enter here and see me."
"Even if your Majesty thinks you are extraordinary, after I pass the sword move on to you, it will probably take at least a few years for you to understand the beauty of this move, and maybe... more than that. ?」
The young man said with a smile, his words full of confidence.
Even though he was covered with a long brocade belt, the young man still seemed to be able to see everything. Although he was curious about Feng Qingwu's excessively young bones, he still asked: "You shouldn't be that young, right?"
"...Is it some kind of heavenly material or earthly treasure, or is it a beauty-preserving pill?"
Feng Qingwu was silent for a long time: "No, senior."
The young man nodded, with a hint of appreciation on his face: "Yes, it won't take more than a few years to understand this sword at such a young age."
"Ah this..."
Feng Qingwu hesitated to speak again.
Instead, the young man laughed and said, "Don't be surprised. I can tell you with just one glance."
After a brief silence, Feng Qingwu said: "It's not a few years."
"It should be...it won't take a few days, right?"
The young man who originally looked like a superior and was blindfolded:? ? ?
