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[Chapter 1203 Sword God Art, Eighth Form! 】

The sword is like a galaxy in the universe!

I saw Feng Ziyue's cry trembling, and every bit of sword light was like stars, shining brightly in the sky.

All these futile things are gathered together in one place, as if they were a flowing river of stars!

"This is"

Linglongwan was taken aback, exclaimed, and clapped her hands involuntarily.

"From simplicity to complexity, there are three thousand avenues to evolve all things. I didn't expect that this kid's swordsmanship has really reached the eighth level!"

Today's formula, the eighth form!

Ever since he entered the world of stars, Feng Ziyue has been concentrating on understanding the eighth form of this technique. After such a long period of practice and actual combat, he finally perfected it during the battle in the Supreme Sword Palace!

This sword is called the Universe Galaxy!

Up and down, the sun and the universe are everywhere, from ancient times to the present!

This sword is all-encompassing and inclusive, just like the galaxy in the universe!

"At this point, his swordsmanship is called Jinjue, and it is truly justified!"

Only such a sword deserves its name!

The all-encompassing swordsmanship easily caught Yaoyuan Wuchang in it. His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't want to believe this fact. A long black sword kept stabbing around him,

Still stubbornly resisting.

"That's what I said"

Jian Shuangyin in the distance snorted disdainfully, and then shook his head, "But against Yaoyuan Wuchang, this kid has used all his cards. With such a costly move, how should he fight in the next few battles?"

"madness!"

He commented coldly.

Yaoyuan Wuchang, who was trapped in the sword light, let out an angry roar. His figure, which was originally as mysterious as death, now became hot-blooded and reckless, fighting in vain against Feng Ziyue's cunning.

But I couldn't find the exit at all.

"Yao Yuan Wuchang has been defeated"

By this time, anyone can see the result.

The phantom of Yaoyuan Wuchang is getting weaker and weaker, becoming more and more void, as if it is about to be tortured to death by the endless sword light of the galaxy.

The rest of them were all awe-inspiring.

Even they would have a hard time resisting Feng Ziyue's sword skills.

"call"

Han Wangsun let out a sigh of relief and nodded slightly to Linglongwan, "Miss Linglong, I have indeed underestimated this little friend like you. If I were the first one to fight, I might not be able to win in a battle with him.

"

"but now"

To be sincere, he did not hide anything and pointed at Feng Ziyue's pale face.

"The consumption of this sword is too great. Even he may not be able to sustain it for too long. After the battle with Yaoyuan Wuchang, he is at the end of his strength. At this time, I am afraid that he will have to..."

Defeating Yaoyuan Wuchang at this age is indeed remarkable, but this is the inheritance battle of the Wenxin Sword Code. Only the one who stands at the end is the winner. If he beats the first one, there are five more behind him.

There was a smile on Linglongwan's face, but she didn't take it seriously, "If he can have such fighting power at this age, why should he care about the Heart-Questioning Sword Code? Even if he loses today, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I will do it anyway."

If you want to save his life, today I will fully support you, Mr. Han, in seizing the Heart-Questing Sword Manual. There is no need, just wait and see what happens!"

Even if Yaoyuan Wuchang was defeated at this time, Han Wangsun would not be able to stand up and fight Feng Ziyue and take advantage of this.

But if he doesn't take action, he will eventually take action.

Amidst the vicious screams behind Yaoyuan Wuchou, another person slowly took two steps forward and walked to the opposite side of Feng Ziyue.

"Feng Ziyue, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for so long, but you have already understood the eighth form of this technique. So, let me come and meet you for a while."

The strong man in gold! The one who took a step forward was the mysterious strong man in gold!

The first half of his voice was rough and deep, but the second half became dark and erratic, adding to the sense of mystery!

Feng Ziyue's face turned serious, and he cast his gaze on Naru's face, still with some doubts after all.

"Duckweed common people?"

This voice at the beginning sounded like the top master in the outer world, Duckweed Common Life!

But no matter what, this person does not have the aura of Duckweed Congsheng, and the tone and tone of his lower half are completely different.

"Ah!"

Naru snorted coldly and waved his hand gently.

"Perhaps you can call me Duckweed Cangsheng, but I prefer you to call me Xiao Yin."

"Xiao Yin?"

Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. This name was extremely unfamiliar. He had never heard of it before.

"You haven't heard my name"

The strong man in golden clothes opposite gently waved his sleeves, and a sneer appeared on his face, "I was just a shadow beside the common people in the world outside Yaoyao that day, but I am the Yaocai in the galaxy universe. I

You are the Jinfeng Ziyue of this generation, everything you have is mine!"

"The cosmic galaxy move you just made came from my galaxy sword technique, right? My Galaxy Float Cha must have fallen into your hands. It's like my fiancée has become your side."

"I want to take them all back!"

His voice was full of anger and resentment, and his overall aura also increased a bit!

"Who are you?"

Feng Ziyue was trembling all over. Who is this person? "Xiao Yin?"

Yan Luo Hongchen and Yan Wuba looked at each other and both exclaimed in surprise.

With this name, the two of them knew that many years ago, the number one in the Sword Cave was not the two of them, but this man named Xiao Yin!

However, tens of thousands of years ago, I traveled far away on a floating boat on the Milky Way, and there has been no news from him since!

Could it be that something unexpected happened to him and everything was taken away by Feng Ziyue?

"I am Mr. Oniyin who lives beside Duckweed."

Xiao Yin smiled lightly and took another step forward.

"However, I am also the first born Xiao Yin. Ten thousand years ago, I unfortunately fell into the outside world and lost my body. The Qiong Niang I was going to marry was also cut off from contact."

"I didn't expect that the token I gave her as a gift would fall into your hands. I guess you already have her."

The hatred in his tone became stronger and stronger. Although he never drew his sword, there was a hint of gold on the top of his head, like a real sword!

"Qiong Niang? Xinghe Fucha?"

Feng Ziyue frowned and gradually connected things one by one, but Xiao Yin was still asking questions, which gradually made him figure it out.

This Xiao Yin was originally a top expert of the younger generation in the Galaxy world. He was originally engaged to Qiong Niang, but for some reason they both crashed in the outer world. Qiong Niang was in a coma for thousands of years and was found by Feng Ziyue in the ancient treasure.

Lost most of my memory.

Xiao Yin, on the other hand, lost his body and relied on duckweeds to survive. Until the galaxy channel was reopened, he originally planned to return to his hometown, but he was involved in the battle of the secret realm and fell into the eternal tombstone.

But I don’t know what kind of adventure he will have, and he is back again!

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