The martial arts battle tower was in turmoil again, and Gu Qing came through the air, causing a huge sensation!
Does even Gu Qing want to kill Feng Feiyun?
"Gu Qing is out of seclusion!"
"Once upon a time, the younger generation of geniuses rose to prominence and reached the peak of the Divine Foundation at the age of only sixteen, causing a great sensation in the Vientiane Tower. Afterwards, they went into seclusion for twenty-three years and were rumored to be practicing an extremely advanced sword art. Now,
Does his coming out of seclusion mean that he has successfully mastered this sword art?"
The so-called seclusion does not mean seclusion. After 23 years of seclusion, I will occasionally come out and walk around, but I will not leave the Vientiane Tower.
"Gu Qing's cultivation should have reached the peak of the divine base. He has at least cultivated seven divine consciousnesses. Otherwise, it would be impossible to rank 278th on the "Hundred Towers Ranking"."
"Any student who can be ranked in the top three hundred in the "Hundred Pagoda Ranking" has at least cultivated the Seven Paths of Divine Consciousness."
The "Hundred Pagoda Ranking" is a ranking list of the younger generation of Vientiane Pagoda students. Only those under the age of forty are eligible to be included in the ranking. A total of 500 rankings are included.
As long as you can be among the top 500 young people in Vientiane Tower, you can be on the "Hundred Towers List".
Young talents who can be on the "Hundred Pagodas List" are the targets of the major forces competing to win over. They are also influential figures in the Vientiane Pagoda and are worshiped by countless young disciples.
Eight iron scales flew under Gu Qing's feet. He stepped on the iron scales and slowly landed on the third floor of the martial arts battle tower. He hung a three-foot white jade sword from his waist and wore a white scholar's belt, just like an enigmatic scribe.
Feng Feiyun stood at the edge of the martial arts battle tower with frivolous steps, a sick look on his face, and blood still remaining on the corners of his mouth and sleeves, as if he didn't have long to live.
"Who are you?" He coughed twice more.
"Gu Qing!" Gu Qing said indifferently.
"I don't know you!" Feng Feiyun glanced slightly at Murong Zhuo and the others on the distant viewing platform, knowing that they were the powerful men invited by these people.
Originally, Feng Feiyun felt that he had no deep grudge against these people and there was no need to put them to death and wanted to let them live. However, these people did not know what was good and kept provoking them again and again.
This is because they don’t want to live anymore.
Gu Qing grinned and said with a smile: "I originally didn't bother to kill a seriously injured person, but your life is too valuable, and I have to kill you."
Feng Feiyun nodded gently and said, "You did nothing wrong at all."
Although he was seriously injured and dying, Feng Feiyun looked very calm and his face was extremely calm, even though the person standing opposite him was a strong man who had been practicing for decades.
Gu Qing did not expect that there are people in this world who are not afraid of death. He snorted softly, stretched out two fingers of his right hand and formed a sword formula. The eight iron scales that were suspended under his feet flew rapidly at the same time.
He stood up, his speed became dozens of times faster, and turned into countless blades, rotating around his body.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless harsh blasts of wind sounded, and black shadows moved in the air.
Only monks who have cultivated the Eight Paths of Divine Consciousness can master the Eight Dharmas with one breath.
"Princess, do you think we are..." Eunuch Yu stood aside and said softly, his old eyes narrowed to a slit, staring closely at the martial arts battle tower.
The old eunuch had very shrewd eyes and had already seen that Princess Luofu was quite interested in Feng Feiyun and wanted to take him in as a guest, so he gave a warning.
If I can help Feng Feiyun at this time, I won't be afraid that he will be ungrateful and submit to Princess Luofu's banner.
With a smile on her beautiful face, Princess Luofu shook her head slightly and said: "Although Gu Qing is powerful, the son of the demon is not so easy to kill. Just wait! Wait until the son of the demon is forced to a desperate situation.
, if we take action again, the effect will be better.”
"What the princess said is true!" Eunuch Yu said, nodding and bowing.
"Okay! This time I decided to really gather the last life force in my body and die with you." After saying these words, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and fired nine secret techniques in succession, which seemed to be really...
Gather the last bit of strength.
But when he said this again, no one believed him anymore, because the last time he said this, he had already tricked an incredible genius to death.
"Damn it, the son of the demon is so wicked. Every time he tries to gather the last of his strength, he ends up condensing it several times without finishing it."
"Only a ghost believes that he is gathering his last strength!" Many monks cursed Feng Feiyun secretly in their hearts for being too treacherous.
Eight iron scales flew in, carrying fierce murderous intent, covering the entire space, as if falling into a meat grinder, with murderous intent everywhere.
Swish, swish, swish.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun finally gathered the last of his strength, and with great difficulty pulled out Miao Gui's finger. On the finger, black light shot into the sky, and six ancient pictures appeared. The first one was the "Bagua Xuanwen", and the Yin and Yang Bagua diagrams were in the sky.
Rotating, sixteen mysterious texts surrounded the periphery. No one could understand what those sixteen mysterious texts were, but it contained extremely huge power.
The second picture is the "Four Sheep Ancient Cauldron". A mysterious and mysterious ancient bronze cauldron is suspended in the picture and text, with four green sheep guarding its four legs, like four divine pillars holding the sky.
The third picture is "Netherworld God Tower", the fourth picture is "God King Flying to the Sky", the fifth picture is "Hundred Ghosts At a Banquet", and the sixth picture is "Lights of Ten Thousand Houses".
Including the "Dragon Horse River Picture" on the female demon's body, there are seven ancient pictures in total. Each one contains extremely ancient and profound Taoism. You can only feel the strange charm on it, but you cannot see it.
Understand the artistic conception above.
The six ancient pictures were originally burned on Miao Gui's finger. They have never been so clear as at this moment, as if the six real worlds existed.
Even Feng Feiyun showed a hint of surprise at this moment, but he didn't have time to study it in depth, so he directly knocked out Miao Gui's finger and six ancient pictures, knocking the eight iron scales and sending them flying back.
This is the true power of spiritual weapons, and only spiritual weapons can compete with it!
"You actually have a spiritual weapon!" Gu Qing's face changed slightly. Before taking action against Feng Feiyun, he didn't even know that Feng Feiyun had such a magical weapon as the spiritual weapon.
"Nonsense!" Feng Feiyun held the Miao Ghost Ring in one hand and strode forward. Using the power of the Miao Ghost Ring, he shattered half of Gu Qing's eight iron scales. He pressed forward step by step without giving him a chance to fight back.
force.
Gu Qing had strong spiritual energy in his body, powerful spiritual consciousness, and he had several unique skills to perform in succession, so he could barely block the pressure of the spiritual weapon.
"Aren't you seriously injured?" Gu Qing took three steps back and used his hands to exert the power of seven unicorns, barely stabilizing his body.
"Of course... I was seriously injured, but I gathered my last strength and planned to die with you." Feng Feiyun fought harder and harder, tearing the seven unicorns into pieces, and the power of a spiritual weapon came from
Gu Qing's neck flew out, almost piercing his throat.
"Your sister!" Gu Qing felt regretful. At this moment, Feng Feiyun didn't look like a seriously injured person. He was as fierce as a bull.
"boom!"
Miao Gui brought six ancient pictures with his fingers and wrapped the entire third floor of the martial arts battle tower, as if he wanted to suppress Gu Qing to death.
"call out!"
A white rainbow rushed out from the halo of spiritual energy, like an irresistible beam of light, breaking through the ancient map and rushing out.
"It doesn't mean you are invincible if you have a spiritual weapon. Feng Feiyun, you haven't cultivated your spiritual consciousness yet, and you can't even exert one percent of the power of the spiritual weapon. It won't be difficult for me to defeat you." The gun on Gu Qing's waist
The three-foot white cloud sword flew out like a white dragon, breaking through the blockade of the spiritual weapon and breaking out of the realm.
He was right. Although Feng Feiyun now possesses a spiritual weapon, the combat power that can be improved is not so incredible, and it does not mean that he cannot fight back.
"I have been in seclusion for twenty-three years, and I have already mastered a unique sword technique. As long as I don't encounter a powerful person at the level of the Divine Foundation, I will be invincible, and I can destroy spiritual weapons with one sword."
Gu Qing originally didn't want to use his special skills at this time. After all, everyone would keep one or two trump cards in case they were in a desperate situation to achieve a one-hit kill effect.
But now in full view of the public, if he loses to someone who is lower in cultivation and younger than himself, how will he be able to gain a foothold in the Vientiane Tower in the future, so he has to throw out his trump card.
"I also have a secret technique that I have been practicing for thousands of years. Until I recently broke through to the middle stage of the Divine Foundation, I can finally use it. You will be the first to perform the operation." Feng Feiyun put away Miao Gui's fingers and started again.
Brought back on top of thumb.
"Nah, what a big lie, only a ghost believes that he has a unique skill that he has practiced for thousands of years!" A monk finally couldn't help but cursed loudly.
Even Princess Luofu and several important people of the younger generation have black lines on their foreheads, which is a big deal.
Although Feng Feiyun had a great record in this battle and killed several talented people, no one remembered his strength. Instead, they remembered a truth. Don't believe Feng Feiyun's words!
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This chapter is from yesterday, and there are three more chapters today!