Feng Wuchen knew exactly what kind of beings were imprisoned in the Longyuan Sword Tower.
According to the middle-aged man, the prisoners in Longyuan may not be the strongest, but they must kill the most!
Feng Wuchen had a deep understanding of this when he was in the Taixuan Heaven Realm and the madman who escaped from the first level of Longyuan.
That kind of substantial murderous intention made him still have lingering fears.
"The first layer of Long Yuan's seal has been released. The second layer will be released in three years at most. At that time, there will be no more than two endings. Either you can refine the sword with the second layer of seal like you are refining Fenyang today, so that
Your spiritual veins are even stronger! Either... that sword master breaks through and kills you!"
These were the middle-aged man's original words.
But so far, it has been far less than three years, and the second layer of seal has not been unlocked at all.
But the existence on the second level can actually take action!
That kind of terrifying sword energy is not something he can resist now.
Doesn't that mean that his life is now in the hands of others?
No...that's not right!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen realized the error in his logic.
Since the existence on the second level can take action, why not kill him directly?
Not only that, at the critical moment of life and death, the other party even helped him repel powerful enemies like Ye Guluan.
In other words, the existence on the second level is protecting him!
Feng Wuchen gradually realized that the middle-aged man might not have told him all the secrets about Long Yuan.
After that terrifying sword strike, Longyuan Sword Tower quickly returned to silence, and even the light seeping from the gaps in the chains was a little fainter.
"His strength has weakened?"
Feng Wuchen's pupils trembled, he was still wondering just now.
Logically speaking, such a being who kills without batting an eye should not deliberately leave his eloquence alive, but why didn't he kill Ye Guluan?
Now it seems that it is not that he will not kill, but that he cannot kill at all!
It seems that if he forcibly broke through Long Yuan's blockade and slashed out that sword, his attack would be
The damage is not small!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and quickly calmed down, only to see that Ye Guluan was still knocking in his direction, not daring to move.
"He left already."
Hearing Feng Wuchen's fluttering words, Ye Guluan felt as if he was being pardoned. After a while, he tentatively raised his head.
Looking at Feng Wuchen again, Ye Guluan's eyes no longer had any arrogance of a strong man, but looked as humble as a junior.
"You...you and that senior sword master..."
"No need to test me. If you don't believe in evil, you can attack me again!"
As Feng Wuchen finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on Ye Guluan's forehead.
Attack this guy again? Does he really dare?
The answer is no!
Although the sword master just now did not reveal his relationship with Feng Wuchen, or even showed up.
But he was certain that that sword strike was definitely not a coincidence.
That strong man is probably this young man's elder, or even his master!
He attacked Feng Wuchen once and the other party didn't kill him. It was a mercy. If there was a second time, he would really be seeking death!
Feng Wuchen sneered for a while, ignoring Ye Guluan in front of him, but walked to Qin Xiaorou's body as quickly as possible, found the piece of cold marrow from his body, and quickly returned to the room.
At this time, outside the door, a young girl came up from downstairs. Seeing Ye Guluan's miserable condition, there was a little surprise in her beautiful eyes.
"Why is it so injured? Where is the person?"
Ye Guluan looked at the room where Feng Wuchen was with lingering fear.
"The one who took action was a sword master! Ahem..."
"Sword Lord!"
The woman's beautiful eyes trembled, her eyebrows slightly raised, she thought for a moment and said: "I know! This
Leave it to me to deal with it, you can go down and heal first!"
Ye Guluan is the most senior elder in the world, but he is quite respectful in front of this woman.
Facing the woman's instructions, he nodded obediently: "Yes!"
The woman sighed and walked into the room where Feng Wuchen was.
In the room, Feng Wuchen put the cold marrow back on Feng Ning's neck. The girl's body temperature gradually returned to normal, but the scars all over her body still looked extremely dazzling.
"who?"
Having just experienced the battle, Feng Wuchen's tense nerves had not yet let go. He noticed someone entering the door and reacted quickly.
"Don't worry, I'm not your enemy."
After making sure that there was no murderous intention in the opponent, Feng Wuchen let go of Fen Yang.
"What's up?"
The woman walked to the side of the brother and sister, stretched out her palm, and placed it against Feng Ning's broken wrist.
As the green light flashed in the woman's palm, the redness and swelling on Feng Ning's arm began to gradually fade away, and the surrounding trauma began to heal quickly.
"Spiritual practice!"
Feng Wuchen's eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but look at the woman a few more times.
Like sword cultivation, spiritual cultivation is also a major anomaly among warriors.
However, the most powerful thing about spiritual cultivation is not the ability to defeat all magic with one sword, but unique abilities such as healing and sealing.
And for some reason, the number of spiritual cultivators is even rarer than that of sword cultivators.
"Since you know spiritual practice, you should know that I can cure your sister."
Feng Wuchen did not stop the other party from treating Feng Ning, but his eyes kept moving on this woman.
"You are also the best in the world, right? Is this your way of making amends?"
"It's not really compensation. The people who offended you are all dead. If you are willing, I won't stop you even if I demolish this building. The reason why I treat her is because I want to make friends with you."
"Make friends?" Feng Wuchenshuang
He folded his arms with a playful look on his face.
"My name is Mu Qing, and I am a spiritual practitioner. What about you?"
"Sword cultivator, Feng Wuchen!"
Mu Qing nodded, stopped talking, and concentrated on treating Feng Ning.
Half a cup of tea passed, and when Mu Qing stood up, her face was already a little tired.
"Fortunately, she is fine now!"
Feng Wuchen took a closer look and saw that not only the external injuries on Feng Ning's body, but also the most difficult-to-heal internal injuries had been completely healed.
And from just now to now, it only lasts a few minutes. The power of spiritual practice is really terrifying!
"There is a powerful fire in her body. This cold marrow should be used to suppress it, right? No wonder you care so much."
Feng Wuchen did not answer the woman, but carefully covered Feng Ning with the quilt.
"You are going to Qingchen Sect, right?" the woman suddenly asked.
"So what?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"What a coincidence, the place I want to go is not far from there! I will leave early tomorrow morning, do you want to come with me?"
Feng Wuchen was about to speak, but the woman beat him to it and continued: "Don't refuse in a hurry, you are the target of Xueyi Tower now, right? It's a long way to Qingchen Sect, there are too many variables on the road, stay with me, Xueyi
The people in the building dare not act rashly! I know you are not afraid of their strength, but you should always consider this little girl? The sword master behind you should not be able to take action frequently!"
After hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked at Mu Qing with a more wary look.
This woman has a sophistication inside that does not match her appearance. To a certain extent, she is more dangerous than Ye Qingluan.
But he saw Mu Qing showing a harmless smile.
"Don't think I have any purpose, weren't you talking about compensation just now? If you are willing, this is the best compensation in the world!"
"Haha... that's alright! I'll be waiting for Miss Mu to arrive early tomorrow morning!"
Chapter completed!