Outside the magic circle, Yin Qixiu picked up the half of the wooden sword, inspected it carefully, and even broke it with his own hands. After confirming that it was a wooden sword, he suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Jiang Ziyue and Su Ruobing on the side also looked in disbelief.
Why can a wooden sword be so powerful in Zhou Yuan's hands?
"It should be a certain kind of body protection technique that can be attached to a wooden sword to make it as hard as iron."
Feng Quanzi came over, looked at the wooden sword, and expressed his guess.
"How is it possible? It's really a wooden sword?" Zhao Huafei also picked up the half-cut wooden sword in front of him and studied it carefully, but didn't see anything strange.
It was too terrifying to be able to knock him back with just a wooden sword.
"Can you admit defeat?" Zhou Yuan looked at Zhao Huafei and said.
Being kicked out by Zhou Yuanzhen one after another has already shown that Zhao Huafei is no match for Zhou Yuan.
But just admitting defeat like this, Zhao Huafei might not be able to see anyone in the future. The dignified disciple of Feng Mo Sect, the first person among the saints, was easily defeated by a country bumpkin. This is too embarrassing.
Zhao Huafei was very unwilling to accept defeat. On the one hand, letting Zhou Yuan see the Wind Demon Sword Tree was too cheap for Zhou Yuan.
"Hmph, whoever wants to admit defeat will come again."
Zhao Huafei gritted his teeth and threw half of the wooden sword aside.
Zhou Yuan turned over his hand and took out another identical brand new wooden sword from the ring.
Zhao Huafei was a little dumbfounded, but his face hardened, he stepped forward quickly, and turned into an afterimage in the blink of an eye.
"Leng Yue Feng Mo's Seventh Style." The sword in Zhao Huafei's hand shone with light, and suddenly the sword light fell from the sky and slashed directly towards Zhou Yuan's head.
This time, he had no reservations. He drew his sword faster, and his sword moves were sharper and more cunning.
But despite this, when he slashed at Zhou Yuan with his sword, Zhou Yuan easily blocked it.
Zhao Huafei became angry and continued to attack, using his sword skills to the extreme. He slashed at Zhou Yuan from different directions, and a series of sky-high sword lights fell on Zhou Yuan.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Zhou Yuan stood on the spot, using only one hand and a wooden sword to completely block the attack.
No matter how Zhao Huafei attacked, Zhou Yuan always defended flawlessly.
On Zhou Yuan's body, a sword and shield even formed.
He reacted so quickly that Zhao Huafei's hair stood on end.
With the last sword strike, Zhou Yuan's arm shook, knocking Zhao Huafei out again.
Zhao Huafei's eyes burst with cold light, and he immediately roared at Zhou Yuan: "Zhou Yuan, you keep blocking my sword, but you don't draw the sword yourself. Do you dare to attack me?"
Zhou Yuan's defense was too tight, and Zhao Huafei had no choice.
"Take the initiative, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Zhou Yuan raised his wooden sword and pointed it at Zhao Huafei.
"Huh, I'm afraid you can only block but not draw a sword."
Zhao Huafei sneered sarcastically, as long as Zhou Yuan used his sword, there would be a flaw. In addition, Zhou Yuan had drunk so much Yunling Wine before, and the alcohol would gradually get to his head. He did not believe that he could not defeat Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan was noncommittal and without saying a word, he immediately rushed over.
His whole body was filled with layers of sword intent, as if he wanted to swallow up the void. The wooden sword in his hand glowed with light, and he slashed at Zhao Huafei horizontally.
This sword seemed simple, but it brought unprecedented fear to Zhao Huafei.
Even though Zhao Huafei was a sword cultivator, he was completely stunned when he felt this terrifying sword strike.
"Sword intention? He actually realized the sword intention?" Zhao Huafei discovered at this time that Zhou Yuan's swordsmanship was so high. His sword light was differentiated in front of the opponent, and he was completely like a younger brother.
Yin Qixiu outside the magic circle was also stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Yuan would be so powerful if he didn't take action.
Even Yin Qixiu was willing to bow down to Zhou Yuan's sword intent after seeing it.
Their Yanchuan Sect has a profound inheritance of swordsmanship, and Yin Qixiu's swordsmanship is even rarer in the Yanchuanmen, but it is so eclipsed in front of Zhou Yuan.
"It turns out it's sword intention. No wonder he said Hua Fei's swordsmanship is just average."
Feng Quanzi was also full of surprise. He remembered Zhou Yuan's previous judgment on Zhao Huafei's swordsmanship. It turned out that the other party was not making nonsense.
Only after understanding a higher realm of swordsmanship can I have the confidence to say such words.
In front of Zhou Yuan, Zhao Huafei was just like a small witch, trying to play tricks on his class.
clang!
When Zhao Huafei saw such a sharp sword, he quickly reacted and subconsciously blocked it with his sword. Although he blocked Zhou Yuan's sword, he felt as if he was hit by a big mountain. His whole body trembled and he flew backwards.
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With a bang, Zhao Huafei hit the surrounding magic circle light curtain.
Zhou Yuan only made one sword move, and Zhao Huafei was no match at all and was knocked away by Zhou Yuan's strength.
He stood up with a face full of surprise, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly turned pale.
Of course, this sword also caused the wooden sword in Zhou Yuan's hand to turn into powder immediately after the blow.
After all, it is a wooden sword and extremely fragile.
"How is it? I told you that you can't bear it." Zhou Yuan looked at Zhao Huafei and said lightly.
"You..." Zhao Huafei was filled with rage and shouted at Zhou Yuan: "Zhou Yuan, I'm going to kill you."
"You still won't admit defeat?" Zhou Yuan's eyes narrowed.
"I, Zhao Huafei, don't know what it means to admit defeat, so you die..."
Zhao Huafei's aura rose into the sky, and he waved his long sword to strike at Zhou Yuan.
"enough."
At this moment, Feng Quanzi's voice came, and Zhao Huafei, who was halfway through the rush, suddenly faltered and stopped.
Wow!
Feng Quanzi waved his hand and lifted the defensive array arranged in the small courtyard.
"Master..." Zhao Huafei looked ugly and turned to look at Feng Quanzi.
"The victory or defeat has been decided. Hua Fei, your skills are inferior to others, so you should be convinced." Feng Quanzi said calmly with an expressionless face.
"I lost?" Zhao Huafei lowered his head, feeling like a hundred claws scratching his heart, unable to accept this fact.
His swordsmanship level has only reached the level of sword light differentiation. No matter how superb his sword skills are, he cannot be Zhou Yuan's opponent. This is a flaw.
"You can comprehend the meaning of the sword at such a young age. I have never seen a young man as talented as you. I will take you to observe the Wind Demon Sword Tree." Feng Quanzi smiled lightly at Zhou Yuan.
If you are willing to admit defeat, Feng Quanzi, as an elder, will naturally not cheat.
"Master, do you really want him to observe the Wind Demon Sword Tree?" Zhao Huafei said unwillingly.
Even he was not qualified to observe the Wind Demon Sword Tree. He only had the opportunity once a year, for an hour at a time. Every time he came out, he still had unfinished business and gained little.
Now, an outsider is allowed in.
"I'm just going to observe, and I'm not giving the tree to him, so why not?" Feng Quanzi glared at Zhao Huafei and said angrily.
In this sword duel, as Zhao Huafei's master, he also felt that his face was disgraced.
Hearing what his master said, Zhao Huafei could only shut his mouth, but he stared at Zhou Yuan with a sneer on his face.
"So what if I let you take a look at the treasures in my door? I gain very little when I enter every year. What can you get when you enter for the first time?"
The Wind Demon Sword Tree is the most precious treasure of the Feng Demon Sect, and most people have no chance to see it. However, Feng Quanzi is the Supreme Elder of the Feng Demon Sect, and his status and power are immense, so he is naturally qualified to bring people in.
Several people led the way, while Zhou Yuan and Su Ruobing walked at the end.
Not long after, they arrived at the forbidden area of Feng Mo Sect.
The place is heavily guarded, guarded by many disciples of the Feng Demon Sect with advanced cultivation levels, and there are layers of restrictions around it.
In the center of the forbidden area, on the top of a cliff, there was a lush tree growing there.
The branches of this tree are tall and straight, tens of feet high, with countless branches growing from the top. The branches are full of green, and the sword-shaped leaves sway and rustle in the wind.
The entire Wind Demon Sword Tree looks like a giant umbrella, covering a hundred feet of shade.
The surroundings are filled with rich spiritual energy, and the Wind Demon Sword Tree is also surrounded by brilliant light. It looks extremely magical, like a sacred tree.
"This is the most precious treasure of my sect, the Wind Demon Sword Tree."
Feng Quanzi took a breath and pointed at the big tree.
Everyone looked up and looked shocked. Jiang Ziyue and Zhao Huafei had both seen it, and Zhao Huafei was even more proud.
Here, only Zhou Yuan and Su Ruobing, as well as Yin Qixiu from Yanzhao Gate, have never seen this tree.
Yin Qixiu looked at the tree and was lost in thought, "What a sacred tree. Standing here, I can feel the charm of the swords. It's a pity that I am a sword cultivator and have no connection with this tree."
Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, he also felt the strong charm of the sword, and even faintly noticed that his swordsmanship had become loose again.
Wow!
Feng Quanzi waved his sleeves, and the magic circle restrictions arranged around the Wind Demon Sword Tree immediately began to buzz and vibrate.
Immediately afterwards, a passage opened in front of everyone.
"If you break into the magic circle directly, you will be killed by the powerful magic circle inside. You should go in along this passage. Remember, just look and don't touch. You can understand the will of the sword inside as much as you can.
It all depends on your luck. The time is limited to one hour. After one hour, I will control the magic circle and move you out."
Feng Quanzi glanced at Zhou Yuan and said.
"Okay." Zhou Yuan nodded in agreement. He immediately stepped forward and walked in along the passage in front of him.
Watching Zhou Yuan enter, Feng Quanzi waved his sleeves again, and the passage instantly closed and disappeared.
Zhou Yuan turned his head and took a look, then turned back and continued moving forward.
"Let him in, isn't it too easy for him?" Yin Qixiu stood beside Zhao Huafei and whispered in a low voice. His eyes were strangely shining, but in his heart he was extremely envious of Zhou Yuan.
This Wind Demon Sword Tree is a rare treasure. Although he is a swordsman, he still wants to get in close contact with the Wind Demon Sword Tree.
Zhao Huafei, however, had a sneer on his face, "Hmph, how can an outsider see the Wind Demon Sword Tree of my Feng Demon Sect? To tell you the truth, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of magic circle restrictions around this Wind Demon Sword Tree.
They are all superb magic formations passed down from my ancestors of the Feng Mo Sect, which can trap people, kill people, and conjure up illusions."
"Just now, the passage my master opened was the first 333 levels of restrictions. The area Zhou Yuan is in at this moment is the middle 333 levels of restrictions, but that's all. He can only stay in that area.
For regional activities, the last three hundred and thirty-three levels are restricted and he cannot enter."
"The area on the 333rd floor can only be regarded as a peripheral area. Zhou Yuan can only scratch the surface."
"I really hope Master can activate the killing array and kill this person directly here." Zhao Huafei showed a gloomy smile.
"Senior Brother Zhao, how could you do this?" Su Ruobing suddenly looked worried after hearing this.
If Feng Quanzi really wanted to do this, it would be difficult for Zhou Yuan to get out, and his life would be in danger.
However, looking at Feng Quanzi's expression, he didn't seem to have such thoughts. He was thinking about his plan in his heart. He had already regarded Zhou Yuan as a pawn and didn't want to get rid of him now.
Zhou Yuan was walking among the layers of restrictions, and because of the sound isolation, he couldn't hear the discussions of the people outside.
He stepped forward step by step, and the layers of restrictions were like water waves, melting away under his feet, causing ripples.
The closer he got to the Wind Demon Sword Tree, the more Zhou Yuan could feel the sword intent in it. The Wind Demon Sword Tree was a product of nature, and the sword intent in it was also born from nature.
Therefore, the will of the sword that Zhou Yuan felt was also full of spirituality.
Zhou Yuan even entered a meditative state while walking, and he found the same feeling he had when fighting the black magpie before.
The feeling that the realm of swordsmanship is about to break through.
Bang!
While walking, Zhou Yuan didn't pay attention and bumped directly into the light curtain in front of him.
Almost instantly, the feeling in Zhou Yuan's mind was wiped out by this collision.
Anger arose in Zhou Yuan's heart. He touched the light curtain with his hand, but was unable to pass through it. He had reached the end of the outer area.
The Wind Demon Sword Tree was still thirty to fifty feet away from him, and Zhou Yuan could not observe it at close range.
"This old thief, Feng Quanzi, really plotted against me. Anyway, since he doesn't want me to enter, I will force my way in." Zhou Yuan turned around and looked at the outside world, where Feng Quanzi looked sanctimonious.
Turning around, he turned his hand and several small flags appeared.
