"Senior Fengyun, please watch my sword."
Yun Mo stood up, cupped his fists and saluted Yang Fengyun beside him, then held the Liuqing knife and rolled out the Tianyun knife.
Although Yun Mo used the same technique for the Heavenly Meteor Knife this time, the way it was struck was different from the past. This time when the Heavenly Meteor Sword was unleashed, not only was the sword's intention very condensed and like substance, but it also did not turn into a sky like before, but transformed into a thin line covering the sky!
The area covered is less, but the violent killing intent within it has not been reduced by half and is more powerful!
A blade with blue light emerged, as if everything would be shattered into pieces under this blue light.
"Okay, you can make this knife. It seems that you have really condensed your own sword intention and walked out of your own sword path!" Yang Fengyun praised, he really didn't expect that Yun Mo was just a little bit by him. Zhidian realized the true meaning of the sword in a short period of time. This talent was too terrifying.
He is indeed a person who can survive the thunder and disaster of heaven.
"Those who can master the art of swordsmanship in the Nascent Soul stage are among the ranks of geniuses even in my time. Although I don't know the current level of cultivation in the Galaxy Continent as you say, but with your current strength, you can already compete with anyone. Genius conversation!”
Yun Mo just smiled calmly when he heard the words, his expression was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He could understand the meaning of Yang Fengyun's words. Yang Fengyun said that he was able to talk to the geniuses of the Galaxy Continent not only because he condensed the sword intention and took the first step in the sword path, but also because he knew the subtleties, and his path would also change as a result.
It turned out that Yun Mo, as a casual cultivator, had to explore his own practice and could only cross the river by feeling the stones, without any rules or regulations. But things are different now. Yun Mo has found his own way of swordsmanship. He has also found his own way. The way has rules and direction.
This is what Yang Fengyun is really sure of!
"All of this stems from the guidance of seniors. If it weren't for the teachings of seniors, I might not be able to see the true path of cultivation in this life."
"The teachings of my predecessors should be my teacher. Please accept my disciples and pay homage!"
As Yun Mo said this, he bowed three times and kowtowed to Yang Fengyun as a disciple!
Seeing this, Yang Fengyun pulled Yun Mo up and said in a deep voice, "I'm not qualified to be your master yet. The teachings I gave you were just some basic knowledge of cultivation, but you didn't have anyone to teach you. That’s all I understand.”
"In my heart, senior is my master!" Yun Mo said firmly.
He also understood the meaning of Yang Fengyun's words, but it was undeniable that Yang Fengyun did teach him.
And a very important point is that he can condense such a powerful sword intention at the Nascent Soul stage, which shows that he has a secret.
It was impossible for Yang Fengyun not to know, but he had no covetous intentions at all and did not choose to beat Yun Mo to death to seize the secret. This is what really impressed Yun Mo!
"Maybe you don't understand it yet, but your Dao is very powerful. I just corrected your direction. You still have to walk the road yourself. So you must uphold the Dao and never get lost on the Dao. "At the end, Yang Fengyun not only looked solemn, but also had a hint of worry.
"Senior, does this mean that there will be any problems in my future cultivation path?" Yun Mo naturally heard the worry in Yang Fengyun's tone.
"The problem is..."
Yang Fengyun had just said a few words when he was interrupted by a huge roar.
"Boom boom boom..."
Before the first roar dissipated, a series of continuous roars followed, and immediately Yun Mo clearly felt the space around him shaking.
A feeling of spinning came. At this moment, Yunmo Yuanying's ninth-level cultivation had no effect at all. An invisible force picked him up and threw him away.
"What's going on?"
After Yun Mo hit a stone wall, he finally broke away from the terrifying pulling force and fell to the ground looking at Yang Fengyun who was motionless not far away.
At this time, Yang Fengyun's expression did not change at all, and he seemed not surprised at all by the spinning scene in front of him.
"The formation is about to merge. I thought it would take some time, but I didn't expect it to be earlier." Yang Fengyun shook his head and turned to look at Yun Mo, "Yun Mo, remember, you must practice hard and not be on the road. Lose your original intention. As a person who deserves disaster, you must bear the responsibility of protecting this world. This is your fate and will be your way..."
After Yang Fengyun finished speaking, he raised his hand and formed a huge handprint to grab Yun Mo, rolled him up and threw him into the void above.
A crack appeared in the void, swallowing Yun Mo, and then disappeared.
…
"Bang!"
Yun Mo fell from the void and landed hard on a depression filled with gravel, creating a huge sinkhole.
The crisp sound of bone cracking came, and Yun Mo knew that his bones were broken.
Even with the cultivation level of King Yunmo, his bones were shattered, which shows how powerful this fall was.
After a while, Yun Mo stood up from the sinkhole. Although his bones were broken, it was only a minor injury to Yun Mo. After a little use of the "Xuanzhen Immortal Transformation Technique", he recovered as before.
After recovering a certain amount of energy, Yun Mo threw himself a dust-removing technique, put on clean clothes and walked out of the sinkhole.
Looking at the place where he landed, Yun Mo sighed. In fact, he still had many questions to ask Yang Fengyun. Unfortunately, there was something wrong with the formation space, and Yang Fengyun just threw him out.
Yun Mo was helpless about this, because with his current strength, he simply couldn't go back to the formation space.
Unless he has the coordinates of the large formation space and the ability to tear apart the space.
Since he couldn't go back, Yun Mo would not continue to struggle, but began to observe the surroundings to see where his position was.
As his spiritual thoughts swept out, Yun Mo frowned slightly and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
From the surrounding environment, Yun Mo knew that he was now in a desolate plain, surrounded by dry and cracked land, with no water source or any green plants.
All that is left is the dim yellow earth, the sky full of yellow sand and the extremely oppressive silence.
Logically speaking, the formation space should be at the location of Tianxu. When he came out of the space crack, even if he was not in Tianxu, he should be somewhere outside Tianxu.
But when he swept over with his spiritual mind, he couldn't feel any sense of familiarity, only endless strangeness.
"What place is this? Or Dongling Continent?"
Yun Mo looked at the desolate plain, let out a long sigh, directly used Taixu Escape and started walking quickly.
At the same time, his spiritual thoughts were extended to the maximum extent, firstly, to guard against possible dangers around him. After all, it was an unknown place, and secondly, to see if he could see any living people.
Facing an unknown place, the best choice is to find people living here, so that you can quickly understand the information about this place.
But a whole month had passed, and Yun Mo didn't know how far he had fled, but the surroundings were still desolate, with no sign of life in sight.
There is still cracked loess, yellow sand all over the sky, and an extremely oppressive silence.
If there is still a person in this world, it is him Yun Mo. If there is still life, it is him Yun Mo.
The ultimate emptiness came, and Yun Mo finally stopped, then his face turned pale and he spurted out a blood arrow!
