[Chapter 1186 The brilliance of a moment is better than eternity! 】
~.< >-~ "Could it be said that Feng Ziyue has already lost?"
Fei Hongchisu had a unique vision, her face was stern, and her palms were already covered in sweat.
The sword intention of death is impossible to break. Feng Ziyue can only dodge and resist, but there is no room for counterattack. If this continues, I am afraid it will end in failure again!
The last time she fought against the Sword Master, although the Suzaku Sword Master's martial arts and swordsmanship were superior to hers, he used a trick to defeat her with one move using the method of hiding the sword in the sword.
She originally thought that with the cunning temperament of the Sword Master, there would be some trick to deal with Feng Ziyue, but she made many speculations but failed to get the key.
But they didn't want to fight today, but they were upright. So far, the two of them had only faced each other head-on, and they hadn't seen any tricks played by the sword master.
It's a pity that Feng Ziyue still has no chance of winning!
Also, when the sword master understands the sword intention of death, as long as he suppresses Feng Ziyue with his powerful skills, Feng Ziyue has no chance to stand up, so why bother to play any tricks?
"Could it be that... Feng Ziyue is like this..."
"Won't!"
Yilan Nishang clenched her fists and her eyes flashed.
"Feng Ziyue has been practicing in the Sword Cave for three years, and after realizing the state of returning to his true nature, he must have a unique trick, and there must be a way to break this sword intention of death!"
There was a look of determination on her face.
"It can definitely be done! He can definitely do it! My father will never be wrong when he looks at people before he dies!"
A large part of the reason why she chose to cooperate with Feng Ziyue was because of Yilan Guangyuan's last words. This Qixiu star master kept a low profile all his life, but was always observing others.
He has always wanted to find a successor who can fight against the Suzaku Sword Master.
Unfortunately, his only daughter was a woman, and his life span had come to an end. Although he saw Feng Ziyue, a talented person, he had no chance to cultivate him. He only reminded his daughter to pay attention to this person before he died.
However, Yilan Nishang is more courageous than Nai's father. She risked everything and even dedicated the door of the Yilan clan's largest secret sword cave to let Feng Ziyue enter and practice, so that he can fight against the sword master today.
Strength.
Three years after he leaves, he will definitely have a trump card against the Sword Master!
Opposite the Sword Master, Feng Ziyue's situation became more and more embarrassing.
By this time, even the onlookers with weaker martial arts skills had already seen the difference between strength and weakness.
"Sword... The Sword God seems to have been suppressed by the Sword Master..."
"The Sword Master didn't move, but Feng Ziyue kept rolling up and down, consuming physical energy. Now it seems that the strong and weak have been divided!"
"After all, he is a sword master who became famous ten thousand years ago. Although the sword god is strong, he is still young. This battle is really unfair. If the sword god is allowed to practice for a few more years..."
"Tsk! You are stupid. How can you allow others to snore and sleep next to the bed? You can see that the Sword God will be in trouble if he practices for a few more years. How can the Sword Master tolerate him?"
Almost everyone present was not optimistic that Feng Ziyue would win!
In everyone's perception, this is normal. In any case, Feng Ziyue is just a rising star. The gap between him and the Sword Master is as much as ten thousand years.
It would be a miracle if he could win!
A meaningful smile appeared on the great priest's face.
"Some people are born to create miracles!"
Forced by the sword of death, Feng Ziyue was covered in sweat. He was at the end of his rope, but his eyes were still firm and there was no trace of panic in his expression.
"Feng Ziyue, you are still able to remain calm until now, which makes me very curious..."
The Suzaku Sword Master sneered.
"Don't you know that maybe in the next moment, your life will be taken away by the sword in my hand?"
"Now that things have happened, do you still have any trump cards?"
The sword of death is indestructible and has trapped Feng Ziyue tightly. What room for resistance does he have?
No matter what trump card you have, it is impossible to escape!
He must die!
A kind of fanaticism gradually appeared in the sword master's eyes.
From killing nine galaxy-level masters with one sword, defeating the Moon King Sword Formation, to killing Feng Ziyue today, in these half a month, his reputation will be at its peak, and he will truly and completely control the entire Suzaku Qisu.
No, to him now, Suzaku Qisu is nothing. He has reached the peak. From then on, the edge of the sword points to the endless galaxy!
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly.
"The sword master's death sword intention is indeed indestructible. It can neither be resisted nor permanently evaded."
Death is inherently endless darkness. For any person, death will always last longer than life.
Death is an existence that is longer and more vast than life.
The sword intent of death also seems to be endless. No matter who it is, it is impossible to avoid the pursuit of death forever.
"but……"
Feng Ziyue raised his head, his eyes were shining, and his face was still fearless.
"The Sword Master already knows death, but he doesn't know if he knows life?"
"born?"
The sword master frowned, with a vague premonition.
"Yes, life is life, and death is just like a drop in the ocean..."
The life of an ordinary person is only a few short decades. Before he is born and after he dies, he is in eternal sleep for billions of years.
That is the state of death.
Even martial arts masters can live for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, but compared with eternal time, they are really insignificant and not worth mentioning.
Compared with death, life seems to be just a little fluorescent light in the endless darkness.
"But it is this little fluorescent light that lights up the entire galaxy!"
Feng Ziyue's momentum suddenly increased. He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, but did not rush to fight back.
"Death can swallow up everything, but there is always a certain time, a certain moment, and the life of that moment is just like a shooting star, leaving a brilliant light!"
"This moment is enough!"
"Sword Master, do you understand?"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly and already drew his sword!
“It’s really good!”
A mysterious smile appeared on the face of the great priest again.
"When people like Feng Ziyue enter the realm of returning to true nature, what they realize is precisely the sword intention of life that restrains the death sword intention of the Suzaku Sword Master..."
"If the sword master is not arrogant and relies on the sword of death to be invincible, but uses his own sword skills to deal with Feng Ziyue, I'm afraid it will take some effort for this kid to win..."
"Now, cough..."
The great priest coughed and lowered his head, but his face was full of smiles.
Feng Ziyue draws his sword!
Like a meteor that cuts through the eternal darkness in an instant!
"How can it be!"
Xuan Zhenzi jumped up in disbelief.
The sword master's face showed a strange expression, as if he was regretful, but also confused.
This sword was so weak that it seemed vulnerable to the sword of death that Pei Ran could not resist, but it penetrated the eternal darkness and pierced his throat! (To be continued...)
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