With only an hour left, Feng Yue has completed one-third of the last step!
The further you go, the more difficult it becomes, especially the dark sword intent, which is like gangrene attached to the bone and cannot be driven away. It is easy for people to fall into deep despair, as if this road will never end.
However, Feng Yue's sword light, although weak, was still moving forward unswervingly.
Yue Lan Rushuang was horrified, as if she had thought of something.
In the eighty-first level, darkness shrouded me and I couldn't see anything at all. I didn't know where the direction was or where the end point was.
All we can do is try our best to move forward.
Just like the path of swordsmanship!
Along the way of swordsmanship, I also cannot see clearly everything in front of me. I don't know what dangers and temptations lie ahead, and I don't know how many realms are ahead.
All we can do is to cheer up and move forward courageously.
It's like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!
Without such enterprising courage, what is the true meaning of kendo?
I have stayed on the reed level of the Sword Cave for so many years. After repeated tempering and condensation of my sword intention, I have reached an incredible state, but I still can't break through. Isn't it because I lack this ray of enterprising spirit?
"Father, I never imagined that your calculations would be so deep!"
Yue Lan Rushuang let out a long sigh, looked at Feng Yue's back in the darkness, clenched her hands into fists, and made up her mind!
At this time, Feng Yue was full of pride. He lifted his chest in one breath and waved his sword with light. Even his injured body was still raised to its peak state.
It's like a fierce battle with no way out.
He has experienced hundreds of battles and never gives up. How could he be forced to retreat by the sword energy of this sword cave?
Feng Yue never dared to say that he had fully mastered the true meaning of swordsmanship, because the road to swordsmanship was long and endless. No matter where he reached, he could not say that he had exhausted his swordsmanship.
All he knows is to keep moving forward.
Born again, indomitable, fighting with the sword, never giving up!
"Two hours left!"
The old man Jian Shou in the water curtain finally no longer had a dead fish face. His eyelids were trembling, and his excitement was beyond words.
This is the moment to witness the ruins of the temple.
Except for him and Yue Lan Rushuang who happened to meet him, no one could witness the birth of this miracle with their own eyes.
Feng Yue's ranking has advanced to the top ten, and every hour, it will slowly improve by one or two.
Now his position has reached Ping San on the first floor!
Apart from Yue Lan Rushuang, only one person was still in front of him. At this time, he was only a third of the way from the exit of the first floor!
The master in the first level, Tianyuan Sword Master, died in his hands. The remaining people have been training in the ninth level for many years, but they have not yet achieved a breakthrough. Many people have not even stepped into the 81st level.
enter.
On the outskirts of Sword City, everyone on the first level of Wei had gathered in front of the water curtain, looking at this little creature soaring like a rocket in surprise.
The day before yesterday, he was still useless and ranked at the bottom of the list.
Now, he is already one of the top three masters on the first level!
Not to mention that I have never seen this kind of thing, I have never even heard of it.
"Who is this Feng Yue? Where did he come from? How...how could he have such qualifications in swordsmanship?"
"His three-day trip was more powerful than my three hundred years of hard work. How can there be any truth in this!"
"Kendo Tenga, Tenga! We can't keep up even if we try to catch him!"
Some people lamented and sighed, as dejected as death, while others began to murmur in their hearts.
Two days ago, Tianyuan Sword Master, who was originally ranked second, disappeared inexplicably. He should have died in the sword cave. Everyone has always suspected that it was Yue Lan Rushuang who ranked first, but now it seems that this newcomer
It is also very suspicious.
On the first day Feng Yue came, Tianyuan Sword Master disappeared. Originally, with his ranking, no one could suspect him, but now seeing his strength that he could rush to this ranking within three days, Yuan Sword Master disappeared that day.
It is not incomprehensible to die at his hands.
After all, for Feng Yue, his current ranking is definitely not his limit.
He may continue to transcend, or even break through this first level!
Is it possible to break through the first level within three days?
"If Sword Master Tianyuan really offends him, he really deserves to die...
Some people in the crowd whispered that Duke Jian bullied newcomers and was behind the scenes. Many people had long disliked him, but he was too old and his father was too powerful. Everyone was wise to protect themselves and dared to get angry but dared not speak out.
If he really bullies Feng Yue without opening his eyes, he deserves to be singled out!
When Chen Hu heard someone say this, he felt cold sweat on his back, and even the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking.
At this time, he didn't have the slightest doubt. He was just glad that when he sold the map to Feng Yue, he was relatively kind, and he should have formed a good relationship.
"It's just that Mr. Feng, you are so sharp that even the people in Sword City will randomly suspect you. If the father of Mr. Sword knows about this..."
Chen Hu shuddered and shrank his head.
The 13,000 Source Crystals that Fengyue gave him the day before yesterday were still in his counter. Unexpectedly, this newcomer had already reached this level in less than three days.
But even so, he couldn't possibly fight against one of the kings of Bei Xinghe, the terrifying Tian Yuan Wuchang!
How could Tianyuan Sword Master not open his eyes enough to provoke him, and how could Feng Yue kill this important man without any scruples?
Thinking that he was almost involved in this level of duel, Chen Hu felt chills all over, and even thought of selling his shop and leaving the Sword Cave.
At this time, Feng Yue had already stood in front of the final exit on the first floor of the Sword Cave. His body was covered with scars. Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark, there was no trace of scratches on his body.
Bring a wound!
"One hour left!"
The old man guarding the sword in the water curtain clenched his fists. He almost couldn't help but stand up. If he hadn't used all his strength to support himself, he would have run into the cave long ago.
Feng Yue's ranking has been promoted to second place, closely following Yue Lan Rushuang.
But in reality, it was Yue Lan Rushuang standing behind him, following his gaze towards the exit.
Feng Yue took a long breath and took a step forward!
"Drink, one"
Following an earth-shattering roar, a brilliant white light beam seemed to shoot down from the top of the cave, extending all the way to the bottom, illuminating the entire cave as if it were daylight.
The light in the darkness is the most dazzling!
Feng Yue narrowed his eyes and heard an angry roar coming from his ears, deafening.