As Mei Qinghan said, there have been only four fairy-grade flying swords in Shen Jianchi so far, and two of them are not yet in Xueyun. Of course, as a third-generation disciple, the information he knows may not be the complete picture, but it is enough to explain. The preciousness of the immortal flying sword.
Even for Xueyun Sect, the word "immortal grade" still symbolizes the ultimate. Otherwise, why would even the other three peak masters be equipped with heavenly grade flying swords?
So Xue Qianzhang was stunned when he heard the news.
When was the last time an immortal product appeared?
Oh, that guy from Yanbei followed the old emperor as a guest, and went to the sword pool on a whim. The sword pool screamed, and Changtian followed voluntarily.
It's been a thousand years since then.
After such a long time, I didn't expect that the person named Feng had taken away another immortal flying sword.
He didn't know what to say.
Xue Wuji saw Xue Qianzhang's confusion and said, "Don't take it to heart. If we can't succeed in inheriting the Immortal Sword, it doesn't necessarily mean we have insufficient talent."
After a pause, he didn't know what to say next.
Xue Qianzhang couldn't laugh or cry, "The sword is straight. You are so forward-looking and hesitant, that's why you haven't been able to follow the path."
Xue Wuji was speechless.
Xue Qianzhang sighed, and then said: "But that's right, things like following the sword still have to depend on chance. Fengqi was born in a prince, and he is uniquely blessed by nature. I think he doesn't lack destiny. Since he doesn't lack destiny, then there is immortality. It’s reasonable to value it.”
After a pause, he said: "Go back. As for the mess caused by Fengqi, you have to solve it yourself."
Xue Wuji asked: "How to solve it?"
"After all, you are my Xueyun Magic Sword, and you still want to ask me about this kind of thing?" Xue Qianzhang rolled her eyes at him and said, "The more ruthless the better."
Feng Qi was grounded.
After Xue Wuji came back from the Snow-Taking Peak, although his expression had returned to normal, he was imprisoned directly in the cave without giving him a chance to explain. Except for a little sword boy who was responsible for his food and water, no one was allowed to come. To see him.
Even so, there are still many disciples wandering around his cave every day, most of them are Hunyuan realm disciples who have not yet inherited the sword.
Feng Qi knew the psychology of these people, and they just wanted to ask him about Ji Jian.
Although that wasn't really a secret, Feng Qi didn't bother to tell it.
He glanced at the sky outside the window.
Although there seemed to be nothing, Feng Qi knew that an extremely powerful formation had actually been deployed there. As long as he dared to go out, he would definitely end up in a miserable place.
He sighed in the cave, and finally reluctantly accepted the result.
The days passed like this, and soon it was time for the peaks to discuss swords.
The light at the door suddenly flickered, and then the air seemed to be torn apart.
Mou Linhan stretched his head and came in, "Junior brother, let's go!"
Feng Qi's expression changed, thinking that he could finally go out.
The sword discussion takes place in Xijian Creek, and the water of Xijian Creek comes from Chenjian Pond.
On the way to Xijian River, Mou Linhan conveyed the meaning of Xue Qianzhang to Fengqi.
It is forbidden to use Qingshuang when discussing swords.
Although he lost the greatest help, he only had four sword debates today. In addition to facing Senior Sister Zhuyue Feng, who was at the peak of Hunyuan, the other three were all disciples of the upper realm of Hunyuan. They were not threats at all. Just don't care.
He only used one sword in the first three games. Under the Wuhen Sword Intent, there was no difference whether it was Feng Leifeng's sword technique or Ta Xuefeng's sword technique. In addition, his opponent's lack of understanding of sword techniques made it easy to The shortcomings were found.
There was some trouble when facing his senior sister. Zhuyue Sword Technique was quite agile, and the senior sister really knew Zhuyue Sword Technique well, so he had to use two swords.
When he saw his senior sister's eyes turned red, Feng Qi felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt, "Do you want to try again? I'll let you win?"
His words caused silence in the audience, and then caused an uproar.
The senior sister who was fighting against him was so angry that she cried...
Sheng Yun, the swordsman of Ta Xuefeng, was lying on the recliner, squinting his eyes, thinking that this new junior brother was so arrogant, but it was a pity that he had already reached the peak of understanding, otherwise he could have taught him a lesson.
Feng Leifeng's sword is a young man full of bookishness named Zhang Chen.
He looked at Feng Qi and asked to the side: "Is this the Wuhenfeng sword you mentioned?"
Mei Hanqing said respectfully: "Yes."
Zhang Chen was silent for a while, "I, a disciple of Fenglei Peak, whoever is at the peak of Hunyuan, if he loses to him, will be imprisoned in Fenglei Pavilion for one year, and will not be released until the next time the peaks discuss swords."
Mei Hanqing wiped his sweat, "Isn't this... a bit harsh?"
Zhang Chen said: "Feng Leifeng is responsible for Xueyun's criminal law. If the law enforcer is incompetent, it will be a blasphemy against the law... If Feng Qi makes any mistakes in the future, is it possible that I should go and ask him personally?"
Zhou Zihan looked at Feng Qi and thought that this guy's mouth was still so annoying.
Zhuyue Peak Swordsman Qiu Yue stood beside her with her hands folded and smacked her lips, "This guy is too hateful. Junior Sister Zihan, you have to help Junior Sister Lin Fei get revenge!"
Zhou Zihan thought to himself that Lin Fei was from Zhuyue Peak. Isn't it what you, a swordsman, should do to avenge her?
When the words came to her lips, she changed her words, "If I meet him in the finals... I will try my best."
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Feng Qi really didn't have any opponents in the Hunyuan realm. He pushed him all the way, and after three days of competition, there was no one who could force him to use three swords.
This kind of achievement caused the swordsmen of other peaks to fall into silence.
Fortunately, he is not alone.
On the fourth day, when he stood on the sword discussion stage, he saw Zhou Zihan on the other side.
He raised his eyebrows, thinking that today's game would not be so boring.
After performing a sword salute, both parties retreated to the edge of the stage.
Feng Qi put away the smile on his face and took out the long sword from the storage bag.
In the past, he was able to put the flying sword into Yuan Mansion because his Yuan Mansion had no destiny.
Now that the natal flying sword has been established, naturally other sword intent doves cannot be allowed to occupy the magpie's nest.
Zhou Zihan frowned and said coldly: "Are you sure you want to fight me with this piece of scrap metal?"
Feng Qi shrugged helplessly, thinking that if the master hadn't forbidden me to use the Qingshuang Sword, why would I have held this rag and fought for three full days?
Seeing that he didn't speak, the chill on Zhou Zihan's face became stronger.
A sword cry came from her body.
Feng Qi felt a strong sword intent.
That sword intent was not directed at him.
A clanging sound.
The sword in his hand was broken into two sections.
When Sheng Yun saw this scene, he yawned in boredom and slowly closed his eyes.
"If you don't find a chance to close the distance while fighting with the Innate Sword Body...he will definitely lose!" Zhang Chen said coldly.
Mei Hanqing nodded, "If he is limited to the combat power he has shown in the past few days, he will definitely lose."
Zhang Chen glanced behind him and said to Fenglei Peak's disciples: "Look carefully, this is called a sword!"
Those disciples who lost to Feng Qi lowered their heads, thinking that since we don’t have innate sword bodies, nor have we entered the mind state, how can we control the sword mind to fight outside the body?
On the other side, in the audience seat of Zhuyue Peak, Qiu Yue patted Lin Fei on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I have already said hello to Junior Sister Zihan, she will definitely help you get revenge!"
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Feng Qi did not change his sword, but tried to dodge the sword intent as much as possible. Only when he couldn't dodge did he move to block it.
Blocking is not a frontal block, but hitting the side as much as possible to change the trajectory of the sword. It can be regarded as easy in a short period of time.
Zhou Zihan raised his eyebrows.
That being the case.
What about this?
There was another sword intent in the air.
Feng Qi was startled and glanced at Xue Wuji.
Xue Wuji shook his head without revealing any trace.
Feng Qi was helpless and could only continue to deal with it.
The disciples in the audience became more and more confused as they watched.
The sword in Feng Qi's hand obviously couldn't have been brought out from the sword pool, otherwise it wouldn't be able to break at a touch.
So why doesn't he use his own sword?
Could it be that...he didn't succeed in inheriting the sword at all?
"Yes, Ji Jian relies on his own sword intention to resonate with the Shenjian Pond, and then chooses Feijian who is consistent with his own sword intention. If he jumps directly into the sword pond regardless of what he does, he will definitely not be recognized by Feijian! Think about it, after he entered the sword pool, there was no sword cry at all!"
This statement was recognized by many people. Even top-ranked disciples like Mei Qinghan and Wan Jiang began to frown and think about the possibility of this matter.
Sheng Yun opened his eyes a little and looked at the person who spoke, thinking that he was an idiot.
Then he looked at the echoing disciples and shook his head, thinking that they were a bunch of idiots.
The second-in-command at Taxue Peak frowned and asked, "Senior brother, what's the matter?"
Sheng Yun was silent for a while and said: "Let's see if any of the disciples who agreed have stepped onto the snow peak. If so, let them go directly to the back mountain to face the wall after returning to the peak. It's too embarrassing."
The second person on Tuxue Peak was startled.
Sheng Yun sighed again and said sadly: "It's really embarrassing."
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Half a quarter of an hour later, only the hilt of the sword in Feng Qi's hand remained.
Zhou Zihan spread her hands, and the third sword intention rushed out from behind her.
Three sword intentions surrounded her, and she asked again: "Aren't you still going to use the sword?"
Feng Qi was silent for a while.
Another sword cry.
Four sword intentions!
Feng Qi thought that even a person who knew the state of mind might not be able to control so many sword intentions at the same time. He was truly blessed with an innate invisible sword body.
He dropped the hilt of the sword on the ground and was about to admit defeat.
The elder brother's face flashed in his mind.
If you admit defeat, Senior Brother will definitely be sad...
Feng Qi took a deep breath, shook his head, and picked up the first half of the sword.
There was an uproar, no one expected Feng Qi to do this.
It was clear that he was planning to admit defeat before, so why did he choose to fight again?
Isn’t it good to admit defeat?
Zhou Zihan is Qianrenfeng Jianzi, and you are Wuhenfeng Jianzi. It is not unacceptable for Jianzi to lose to Jianzi.
The sword has no eyes, so it needs a handle. Without the handle, no matter how sharp the sword is, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, it will only kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.
For a sword debate among the peaks...the gains outweigh the losses!
Feng Qi's sword robe suddenly exploded, and the vitality wrapped around his body as if it was on fire.
A last-ditch fight!
The highest point of the viewing platform.
The master of Zhuyue Peak raised his eyebrows.
The master of Qianren Peak suddenly stood up and said in surprise: "How is this possible?"
Xue Wuji glanced at him with his peripheral vision, thinking that there are still many things that you can't think of.
Xue Qianzhang glanced at him and said calmly: "Sit down."
The deacon in charge of the ruling came with his sword in hand, clasped his fists and asked: "Master Master, do you think Feng Qi should be ruled out in this situation?"
Xue Qianzhang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why should we sentence him out?"
The deacon said: "A last-ditch battle...isn't it the final form of the Overlord Spear?"
Xue Qianzhang shook his head, "It is indeed the Overlord Spear, but who stipulates that the Overlord Spear can only be used with a gun? Feng Qi can turn marksmanship into swordsmanship, that is his ability. Go down, Be careful not to get these two kids hurt."
The deacon nodded in agreement and hurried back to his seat.
A sound broke through the air.
Feng Qi actually threw the half of the sword blade directly towards Zhou Zihan, and a dragon shadow vaguely appeared on the sword blade.
Zhou Zihan waved his hand, and the four sword intents met the half-severed sword together, making a harsh sound of gold and iron.
The broken sword stopped in mid-air, in a dilemma.
The same goes for sword intent.
Zhou Zihan looked at Feng Qi, "Let me ask you one last time, don't you still use a sword?"
Feng Qi said: "Master won't let me use it."
Zhou Zihan nodded thoughtfully and said seriously: "Then if I go all out, will you go all out?"
Feng Qi thought about it and said uncertainly: "Probably."
Zhou Zihan said: "In that case, it's agreed."
As soon as she finished speaking, two more sword intents shot out of her body.
"Human beings have four limbs and hundreds of bones. In addition to the four limbs, I also repaired two bones. Each bone is engraved with a sword intention. Please enlighten me!"
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