Bai Xiaotian's question was not answered for the time being.
Feng Linwen had some ideas in his mind, but he was not ready to say them out. Bai Xiaotian comes from an extraordinary family, so if she has any questions, her elders will naturally answer them for her. There is no need for Feng Linyi to talk too much. Saying he is right is useless, saying he is wrong is wrong. It is unnecessary.
But according to Feng Linyi's idea, whether it is swordsmanship or other skills, they are related to the practitioner, but they do not completely belong to its creator.
Just like Tai Chi, some people use it to maintain health, while others use it to defeat enemies.
Who knows what Zhang Sanfeng had in mind when he created this boxing technique? How many later people really care?
Boom...!
There was a violent explosion, and the golden fire cloud was torn apart. A powerful wave of fire washed away and spread in all directions, but was trapped within a certain range by the formation and could not spread out.
At this moment, a large cauldron passed through the fire cloud and caught Fushan Patriarch's infinite sword that cut off the past.
"Roar!"
A ferocious black-red demonic dragon phantom hovered over the cauldron, a fierce light flashed, and evil energy surged out like a tide, then twitched the cauldron and smashed it against the Fushan Ancestor.
clang!
The long sword in Fushan Patriarch's hand shone with layers of sword light. When the sword crashed onto the cauldron, it was knocked back hard by the impact.
A strong man suddenly appeared on the left side of the big cauldron. He held the ears of the big cauldron and shook his arm. The sound of dragon roars in the sky, mixed with rolling fierce flames, roared down and enveloped the whole body of the ancestor of Fushan.
The ancestor of Fushan, who was being struck by brute force and seemed unable to resist, was flashing with talisman light. He held a sword in one hand and pinched the seal with his fingers.
Strands of free light surrounded him, turning into a layer of armor that seemed thin but was actually solid.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The big man wielded the cauldron and struck wildly with a arrogant attitude.
This barbaric and crazy style makes Fushan Patriarch seemingly helpless for the time being. Perhaps it was also because such a method had nothing to do with his inheritance.
However, the strong man's brute force attack seemed like Cheng Yaojin's three-blade ax. After using it, it just kept doing the same thing.
This is often a shortcoming that those who practice the way of opening and closing cannot avoid. The pursuit of faster, more ferocious, fiercer, and more violent methods will inevitably lead to methods that are too direct and lack variables. Once you are unable to defeat your opponent with a direct horizontal push, you will easily fall into a disadvantage after a few familiar moves.
The sword energy flew across the sky, and the terrifying sword light swept towards the big man with a power that destroyed all life and everything.
The big man used the cauldron to protect his whole body. Shadows as thick as mountains rose up around his body, and the muscles on his hands and arms also trembled in waves, as if there were little mice walking through the muscles.
In fact, there should be a lot of energy and blood concentrated around his arms. With the concentration of Qi and blood, the huge blood Qi stimulates the muscles, bursting out with stronger physical power.
Facing the sword lights that surrounded and cut off the floating life, the big man covered the cauldron and launched a brutal collision.
Crack!
The void seemed to burst, and the space seemed to collapse.
Three large formations that blocked the space turned into powder under this collision.
Dozens of great monks in the Lingtai realm were seriously injured due to the backlash from the formation, and were torn to pieces by the prisoners who broke out of the prison.
Among the black clouds in the sky, a figure burst out, mixed with rolling thunder, with a terrifying and extraordinary momentum, waving his palm like a heavenly sword.
God's will is like a knife, slashing at Fushan Patriarch.
A huge knife shadow flashed across the sky, and then the ground was torn apart by the blade, creating a huge deep ravine thousands of feet long.
The overflowing sword energy rushed into the ground, pricking the ground with holes. Streams of flames erupted from other places on the ground, like lava erupting. Suddenly everything was destroyed into ruins.
The one who took action was the Holy Master of Fushan.
What he used was also not the method originally inherited from Fushan Holy Land, but the Seven Jue Heavenly Punishment Sword once created by the Master of the Divine Sword. He used the power of God to condense the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and the sword was like the Heavenly Punishment, ruthlessly domineering.
From the ruins, Fushan Ancestor walked out step by step. His body was already covered with blood stains, but his aura was still expanding, as if there was no end.
The power sleeping at the other end of time is constantly complying with his call and returning to his new body.
"Ancient Immortal!" Holy Master Fushan restrained his sword intention and his expression was particularly solemn.
In Panwang's world, there is no such thing as a golden immortal. From the true immortals up there are the ancient ancient immortals. Through time, the power of the ancient immortals is not lost. They can run through the ancient years and become synonymous with immortal power.
The Ancestor of Fushan has come back from the dead, getting stronger as he fights, which represents the fact that he uses his will to move time and space and is constantly restoring his former glory.
"Roar!"
The huge shadow of the demon dragon appeared above the head of Fushan Ancestor. The big man holding the big cauldron before was now even bigger, as if he had turned into a little giant.
"Is it a demon? Or a witch? The demon body practices witchcraft, but it hides in the immortal gate! Ha! Interesting!" The wounds on Fushan Ancestor's body healed quickly.
The next moment, he turned the sword in his hand.
The strong man who had been able to fight him with flying colors before, now showed his absolute potential and hidden methods, but he could not withstand this inexplicable sword attack at all.
The huge head flew into the air.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, filling the sky.
The Master of the Fushan Sacred Iron Statue...has fallen!
At the same time, the burning immortal blood also dyed the earth red, and a huge lake of blood instantly melted on the ground.
The lake of blood exudes the fragrance of sin.
The Iron Image Peak Pulse Master is also one of the four current Pulse Masters with true immortal cultivation.
The Holy Master of Fushan was so tense that he didn't have time to think too much. He turned around and raised his hand to tear apart the space. He had already stepped into half of the hollow.
But Fushan Patriarch's sword followed closely like a shadow.
"Since you dare to attack me, you will keep your life." This sword has crossed another level, and has even reached the point of being invisible and traceless.
Not to mention Feng Linwen and Bai Xiaotian who were 'peeping' from somewhere else.
Even the great monks present could not see any movement, and they did not even know that Patriarch Fushan had already started swinging his sword.
Holy Master Fushan seemed to be stupid. He stiffly stuck half of his body in the hole he opened, struggling with his expression but unable to move.
He was really locked in.
When the absolute will was suppressed, all of his originally powerful power felt like it did not belong to him.
well···!
With a sigh, all blockades were lifted.
At the same time, a pair of giant hands flew across the sky and struck Fushan Ancestor one after another, knocking him off the clouds.
Together with the magic weapon that broke through the abyss of sinners and carried many prisoners, it was forced back again.
After so many years in Fushan Holy Land...how could there be only one Ancient Immortal, Fushan Patriarch?
At this critical moment, the powerful Ancient Immortal hidden in Fushan Holy Land finally came to the stage from behind the scenes and couldn't help but take action.
However, this doesn't mean it's the end, it's just the beginning.
"God-Destroying Forbidden Curse·Law·Six Absolute Bans·Twelve Lines of Sky-breaking!"
Terrifying power was exerted on the heaven and earth, and everything visible to the naked eye was frozen, as if sealed in amber.
Only Bai Xiaotian cheered: "Dad!"
