The dispute between Zhao Muyuan and Leng Men was not the right path here. The dispute that started over the sword would naturally end over the sword.
Zhou Zihan sent out 207 sword intentions, and her sword almost all pierced Feng Qi at the same time.
There were a total of 208 swords, three levels inside and three levels outside, stabbing at the same direction clearly. Not many of the Xinxinjing disciples present could catch them.
This sword broke the hearts of many people and even made them hesitate to learn the sword, but Feng Qi was obviously not one of them.
He hates trouble, but not challenges.
When discussing swords, faced with a similar scene, he used one step and one sword move to create and destroy the Great Sword of Light with hundreds of sword techniques.
Zhou Zihan repeated his old tricks, so naturally he would not be given the same opportunity again. No matter the timing or power, it was impossible for Tongjing to have a move more powerful than the current Great Light Sword.
In the eyes of most people, there are only two roads before Feng Qi.
One method is the same as the above method, but in the current situation, Wu Sheng Jian Zang and Jian Lu Shan He can only be used.
Slowly, step by step, he has fallen behind others, and the probability of breaking the game is very low.
The other path goes in the opposite direction, just like Mou Linhan faced Wu Fan's Thousand Renjing with absolute defense.
Contradictions have existed since ancient times. We can only wait and see whether Feng Qi's Wuhen Sword Intent can reach the level of Mou Linhan.
Which one will Feng Qi choose?
What everyone didn't expect was that Feng Qi didn't even have a choice.
He rose up on the wind, like a ghost, floating in the sky.
Those sword intentions passed him by.
Not even the clothes were touched.
Thousands of flowers passed through it, not a single leaf touched me.
Nothing more than that.
All the disciples watching the battle were dumbfounded.
"Walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms...can it still be used like this?"
The disciple who had a little knowledge noticed something strange and asked uncertainly: "Why do I detect a hint of Zen?"
The elders saw more.
The sound of the door closing seemed to be very sad, but the expression on his face was beaming, "I heard that he had a battle with Feng Shenwei. I thought it was a ridiculous move, but I didn't expect that he secretly learned the Sleep Zen."
Xuejian was a little speechless, "You mean, he only learned the Sleep Zen after fighting once with Feng Shenwei?"
Ximen Guard said in surprise: "No matter how amazing your talent is, it's impossible to do this, right?"
"Before that, I had never heard of Jianzi using the Sleep Zen." Guan Guan shook his head while stroking his beard, "Not only that, it is said that he can also use the Sleep Zen and the Big Stone Breaker."
Dong Shancuo frowned and said, "Could he really be a Zen person?"
Shuan Shuan sneered and dismissed this statement, "He is also proficient in hundreds of small swords from all over the world besides Xueyun. How can I say this?"
Dong Shan was wrong to say that he had bitten off more than he could chew.
But Feng Qi has already demonstrated the highest level of several techniques, and he cannot ignore the facts casually.
Seeing the speechless expressions of the other peak elders, he closed the door and smiled smugly, "It's nothing. Without such talent, how could he become the sword of my Wuhen Peak?"
Xuejian and others looked at the closed door with a proud look. They wanted to argue but were unable to do anything.
Who made this person really have such a monster?
"Look! What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Qianrenjing variation, Senior Sister Zihan actually used the sword as a matchmaker to trap Senior Brother Fengqi in the sword cocoon!"
"The space inside the sword cocoon is so small, it's impossible for that strange Zen feeling to work like it did just now!"
"what is that?"
"A sword light actually came out of the sword cocoon!"
"This is the Qingshuang Sword! I once saw Senior Brother Fengqi use it during a sword discussion!"
"The Immortal Level Flying Sword, no wonder it can break through the sword cocoon supported by Senior Sister Zhou's sword intention."
"It's not all because of the rank. What Senior Brother Fengqi is using at the moment... seems to be the breaking sword style of stepping on the snow peak!"
"Isn't he the swordsman of Wuhen Peak? Why does he have so many sword skills on Xuefeng Peak?"
"It is said... that the Master of the Sword Technique passed down the Xueyun Sword Technique to Senior Brother Feng Qi when Feng Qi was six years old."
"Six years old? Isn't it not long after Senior Brother Fengqi was crowned the Crown Prince of Yanbei?"
"Could it be said that Master decided to let Senior Brother Feng Qi make swords ten years ago?"
"Ten years ago... wasn't that senior brother very pitiful?"
When it comes to this topic, the audience is inevitably a little heavy, and many Wuhen Peak disciples have expressions of regret.
They were very satisfied that Feng Qi had achieved this level, and were even a little proud.
This is my Wuhen Peak sword.
Read through Daozang's Swordsman.
The sword that dares to sink into the sword pool.
A sword that is proficient in countless techniques.
The fairy-level flying sword automatically recognizes its owner.
A sword that combines courage, talent, understanding and luck.
But no matter how amazing Feng Qi is, it is inevitable that he still feels sorry for that senior brother who treats others gently and is equally wonderful.
The clanging sound on the stage never stopped.
There was more silence in the audience.
Gradually, everyone's attention was drawn back to the battle situation.
Zhou Zihan suddenly spread out a pair of wings on both sides of his body.
The wings on the left are composed of a hundred sword intentions, as are the wings on the right.
A sword intent fell into her sword.
There are three sword intentions on each side of the sword.
Feng Qi is very familiar with this formation.
Sometimes I go to the battlefield to train and charge like this.
The first rider broke through the defense, and the flanks immediately followed.
Nothing goes wrong.
A circle of light snow suddenly appeared under Zhou Zihan's feet.
Feng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.
Her figure has disappeared, and her speed is much faster than before. Even Feng Qi's traceless sword eyes can only capture an afterimage.
"This is the real final scene of Qianren Peak! The last time I saw it, it was performed by the peak master during the Wei River period." Ximen Wei from Qianren Peak was greatly relieved.
Genius, right?
Who doesn't?
Dongshancuo and Xuemian looked at each other, speechless.
Wuhenfeng and Qianrenfeng have been pretended, what should they do?
Damn it, the great elder Hongyuan who is also on Xuefeng is not here. Now that we are just embarrassed, isn’t it worth it?
wrong......
Sheng Yun is also a monster...even worse than these two on the stage!
The final outcome was that we both looked at each other, speechless.
Dong Shancuo and Xuejian were suddenly in a bad mood.
Zhang Chen is not bad, and Qiu Yue is not bad either, but compared with the swords from other three peaks, there is still some gap in talent.
"Look, the wind is getting stronger."
"It's the moon hanging in the sky at Zhuyue Peak."
"Zhou Zihan was forced out, what a full moon, what a long sky!"
"You are really to be feared by the younger generation, and the younger generation is to be feared!"
"Junior Sister Xuejian, of Zhuyue Peak's generation... are there any disciples who can use such a perfect Moon Hanging Changtian?"
Xuejian really wanted to say yes.
But she wants face.
So she didn't say anything.
After closing the door, my aunt smiled with a look of dismay on her face.
The west gate guard discovered another problem, "The Wushen Sword is hidden in Wuhen Peak, the sword is walking on the mountains and rivers in Fenglei Peak, walking on the snow peak to look for plum blossoms, and now it is the moon hanging in the sky at Zhuyue Peak... He Have you mastered all the real swords of Xueyun Wufeng?"
I closed the door and thought, did you just come up with this doubt now?
Seeing Shuan Guan's proud expression, Xue Jian couldn't help but stroke her forehead, thinking why did she appear here?
Dongshan Cuo clicked his tongue, "I can even use swordsmanship across mountains and rivers, and the Qianrenfeng True Sword is no problem."
Ximen Guard snorted coldly and was about to retort.
A sound of swords interrupted their conversation.
The swords of most of the disciples in the audience also trembled and made a sound.
The thin clouds on the sword platform began to billow, like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
The sea of consciousness surging in the wind also surged.
Zhou Zihan's movements seemed much slower in his eyes, but in fact they were much faster.
The sea of consciousness is turbulent, so it is naturally impossible to capture Zhou Zihan's movements with his spiritual consciousness.
Feng Qi felt a little lazy and suddenly swung his sword forward.
When one sword comes out, ten thousand swords come out.
Countless sword energy rushed out from behind him.
Wusheng Jianzang.
Since I can't capture you, I will destroy everything in front of me.
Zhou Zihan had calculated this, and the sword intention formed an airtight sword net in front of her.
The sword energy was blocked from the sword net.
Qi and intention are ultimately different.
There is also a difference between mind and sword.
A bit of cold light pierced the sword net.
Qingshuang's sword tip appeared in front of Zhou Zihan.
She figured it out, so she stepped forward.
In his haste, Fengqi had to move his sword two inches to the left.
His sword penetrated her left shoulder, not deep, about two inches.
Her sword landed on his shoulder, not far away, about a fingertip away.
Feng Qi's expression was very complicated, "Even if you have an innate invisible sword body, it is impossible to block an immortal-level flying sword."
Zhou Zihan nodded, "I know."
Feng Qi was silent for a moment, then said: "If I hadn't been two inches away, my sword would have pierced your heart directly."
Zhou Zihan still nodded, "I know too."
Feng Qi said no more.
Zhou Zihan raised his hand.
The sword in his hand moved.
Just touching Fengqi's throat.
"But I won this battle. I will hurt you to death."
The disciples in the audience did not expect that an ordinary sword worship would almost involve life and death.
Feng Qi also didn't expect that he pulled out the sword and covered the wound with his palm. The place where the palm and the wound fit together emitted a dense light.
"Mu Yu Han Guang?" Zhou Zihan was a little surprised, "Fufeng even taught you this?"
Feng Qi did not answer this sentence, although his Mu Yu Han Guang was indeed taught by Fufeng.
In addition to Mu Yu Han Guang, he also knows Kunlun's Seven Locks, which is also a holy method of healing.
The question is how did Zhou Zihan know?
Feng Qi was very sure that he saw this girl for the first time after coming to Xueyun.
Some mystery.
But it doesn't matter.
The journey is still long.
In a short time, the wound had healed, not even a scar was left.
Feng Qi stood up, clapped his hands, and said seriously: "Can you tell me now?"
Zhou Zihan tilted his head, "What should I tell you?"
Apart from anything else, this is quite cute, Feng Qi thought immediately before reacting, "How do you know these things?"
Zhou Zihan said: "You are so smart, you can even figure out the plot set up by Wu Yang and Zhixian, but you can't figure this out?"
Feng Qi lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, but said nothing.
Zhou Zihan raised his eyebrows and smiled like a flower.
"Wait in your cave, I'll go find you later."
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