Seven hundred and eleventh chapter sword repair
"Student Mu Feng, I have seen Lian Feng Zhenren!"
Mu Feng bowed from afar, sincerely and respectfully.
Although the man sitting cross-legged on the ground was incredibly young, his cultivation was unfathomable. His calmness and calmness were not something that ordinary masters could practice. On this towering platform of the immortal climbing platform, who else could it be?
bite……
The young man didn't say anything, and his slender fingers gently stroked it, bringing out a faint sound of the piano. The lingering sound echoed between the sky and the earth for a long time. After a long time, he slowly turned around and looked at Mu Feng up and down.
What kind of eyes are they?
Calm, deep, and indifferent. In the eyes of the ghost servant Chu San following behind, it seemed like a transcendent and transcendent master who did not care about the world, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, in Mu Feng's view, it was like two invisible swords, which instantly hit his soul. With a buzzing sound, his head stinged, his soul shaking in an instant, and his head was almost blank.
roar……
At the critical moment of life and death, Mu Feng raised his head and roared, and his body was filled with blood. He exclaimed and evolved into the true body of the Blood Witch, turning into a killing god with a huge body and thirty-two arms on all sides. His blood was surging all over his body, and an unparalleled violent aura suddenly emanated. At the same time, he sacrificed peerless treasures such as the Saint-Slaying Platform, the Qiankun Circle and the Eighteen Blood Witch Order, with a huge murderous aura.
Soul roars!
While evolving the true body of the Blood Witch, Mu Feng used all his strength to kill the ancient soul witch.
Facing the extremely powerful invisible attack of Lian Feng Zhenren, he did not blindly defend, but instead used attacks to attack, and also used sharp soul attacks!
This roar brought out an invisible wave of air and collided with Lian Feng Zhenren's invisible sword. In an instant, Mu Feng's head hurt again, and Lian Feng Zhenren, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, also shook his body slightly.
"Huh..., a generation of Wen Zhenren, the palace master of Xiangshan Academy, is indeed extraordinary!" Lian Feng Zhenren screamed and looked at Mu Feng with a hint of appreciation and respect.
"You..., how do you know who I am?"
Mu Feng's face was moved and he was shocked, even more shocked than being suddenly attacked by Lian Feng Zhenren just now.
This time, his master and servant suddenly deviated from the route and came to this distant Lianfeng Island. No one knew his whereabouts. How did the other party know his identity?
Did someone find out about his identity and leak the news during the past few days of staying on Lianfeng Island?
Or, the Lian Feng Zhenren in front of him not only has amazing cultivation, but also proficient in calculations, and has predicted his arrival long ago?
Mu Feng's face was solemn, and he secretly swelled the true energy in his body.
The incredibly young Lian Feng Zhenren in front of him vaguely gave him an invincible feeling. Over the years, this feeling has only been in the current Grandmaster Zhao Wuji!
The ordinary and transcendent and transcendent Zhenren Lian Feng has a cultivation level far above ordinary realm masters. It seems that he has already broken through to the peak of the realm realm and can enter the semi-saint or even the saint realm at any time, which is much more powerful than the sword scar of the Taoist Tianxiang and the Sword Sword Sword Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect!
"I know, of course! Young man, come on and sit down!"
Lian Feng Zhenren smiled faintly and signaled Mu Feng to sit down in front of him.
"Sir, be careful, don't get close to you easily!" The ghost servant Chu San suddenly shook his body and stood sideways in front of Mu Feng.
In the outskirts of Lian Feng Zhenren, he felt a heavy pressure. Although the other party had no murderous aura, his super strength alone had already put unprecedented pressure on people and had to be cautious!
"It's okay!"
Mu Feng pondered a little, his body shook, and he restored his original form from the murderous blood witch's true body. He strode over and sat down calmly in front of Lian Feng Zhenren. After being shocked, he quickly realized that Lian Feng Zhenren's attack just now was just a test of himself. If he had any plans, he would not order the guards of the Nine Immortal Platform to give way, and he would not give up easily after temptation.
"Eight thousand years ago, I began to embark on the road of cultivation. It took me three thousand years to practice sword skills and break through to the early stage of the realm." Lian Feng Zhenren did not directly answer Mu Feng's question, but paused and slowly continued: "Five thousand years ago, I began to merge my original body with a Lian Feng Xian Sword. The sword is a human, and the human is a sword. The body and sword are completely integrated, and the sword broke through to the peak of the realm."
Fusion of the body with a fairy sword?
Mu Feng was shocked when he heard this. It was the first time he heard that there was such a practice method.
"The great way is three thousand, and there are all kinds of wonders. Just one sword can be profound and profound!"
Lian Feng Zhenren smiled and saw Mu Feng's shock and doubt.
He didn't see any movement. His clothes were windless, and every inch of his skin and hair emitted a sharp sword energy. His aura suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a sharp long sword, accompanied by a majestic fairy aura!
Lianfeng Xianjian!
Lian Feng Zhenren was unique and refined a fairy sword into his own body. This alone made countless people far beyond the reach of the world!
Sword Cultivator!
This is a cultivator who truly regards sword as his life and only focuses on swordsmanship throughout his life. In order to understand the true swordsmanship, he can give everything, including his own body!
"In order to refine and fuse the Lianfeng Fairy Sword, I spent almost a thousand years. After refining successfully, my sword technique improved greatly. At that time, when I was just talking about sword techniques and my understanding of swordsmanship, there were not many people who were my opponents in this vast East China Sea, but unfortunately..."
Lian Feng Zhenren shook his head and sighed, "It took another two thousand years before I realized that my sword art was still on the wrong path. The real sword art is not about sword moves, nor about the long sword in my hand, but about the sword intent. Thoughts are the real foundation and the most powerful attack. Since then, I began to learn to forget, forget all the sword moves I had practiced hard, specialize in sword intent, and broke into a cultivation technique alone, the Great Sword of Heart. In this way, another thousand years have passed. In this vast sea, except for some immortal ancient cultivators, no one is my opponent, whether it is sword art or real strength. Originally, I thought my heart sword art had been achieved, but unfortunately, when I fought with you today, I realized that I was still far away. Young man, can you tell me what kind of martial arts you just used? "
Looking at Mu Feng sitting cross-legged in front of him, Lian Feng's face became a little curious and expectant.
Originally, he was just preparing to test Mu Feng's strength; he didn't expect that the latter's counterattack was so unique that he realized the shortcomings of his Xinjian Dafa.
"Soul roar, the ultimate kill of the ancient soul witch!"
Mu Feng pondered for a moment, looking at Lian Feng Zhenren who was determined to pursue swordsmanship, without hiding it.
Chapter completed!