[Chapter 1163: Back to Basics, a Genius Who Ascends to the Battlefield!]

[Chapter 1163 Back to Basics, a Genius Who Ascends to the Battlefield!]

"Humph!"

Yue Lan's complexion changed, and anger appeared on her face. 《?m?》.

"The people of the Heavenly Abyss Sect are so despicable and shameless, no wonder you have never been able to reach the highest level of the Sword Dao!"

There are thousands of swords, each with its own way, and there is actually no difference between high and low, but the sword path that Yue Lan Rushuang learned was originally upright and magnificent swordsmanship, and it was naturally not eye-catching for the sword moves of Tianyuan Gate.

However, Xiao Xiao Yiming's sword is not trivial, although Yue Lan Rushuang is angry, she is more worried.

Feng Ziyue is against Xiao Xiao, even if he has excellent kendo qualifications, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get benefits!

It's not that Feng Ziyue's martial arts are not as good as Xiao Xiao Yiming, or that his swordsmanship is not as good as him, or his cultivation is not as good as him—all of this is just an appearance.

More importantly, there is the difference in knowledge.

The vast galaxy, the infinite depths, and the deep martial arts have reached an incredible level.

Although this Feng Ziyue does not know the origin, after a little contact, it is easy to find that the place where this person was born will definitely not be the center of the galaxy world, poor and remote, isolated from information, and the development of martial arts is also greatly restricted.

This is a trench that cannot be filled by any qualifications or time.

If Feng Ziyue is allowed to practice on this sword cave for a while, and see the wonder of the vast sword path of the galaxy, with his qualifications, he may be able to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly, cross countless chasms, and truly step into the ranks of the top masters in the galaxy, but now he is by no means Xiao Xiao Yiming's opponent!

Zheng!

The sword intent was fierce, and there was a clanging sound. Templar.

Although Xiao Xiao didn't succeed in a move, he took the lead, where was he willing to stop, the sword move was like an endless stream of water, vowing to kill Ye Chongtian in a short time!

Feng Ziyue's face was calm, just a sword exchange, he could see that this person's martial arts were far above his own, but there was no trace of fear, but the fighting intent was burning!

It has always been his wish to fight with the strong.

That's why Feng Ziyue will not be afraid to challenge the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, and now the swordsmanship of this person in front of him, although he has not yet reached the realm of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, which is beyond the realm of transcendent sanctification, can not be resisted, but it is also something he has never seen before!

Fighting in the sword cave, every sword is played, you can feel the majestic and abundant sword intent, Feng Ziyue only feels like drinking Daigo, he doesn't care about this battle of life and death, only at this moment of life and death, he understands the essence of the sword!

"Drink!"

He snorted lightly in his mouth, and his sword light was like practice, but he returned to the basics, and when he made a move, he was a regular sword move.

From the beginning of stepping into the innate realm, the way of sword fighting lies more in the change of sword intent, sword qi and sword light, as the sword itself, it is used less.

And in the past few days, Feng Ziyue has been walking all the way in the sword cave, concentrating on the sword, and he has broken through another realm, returned to the origin, and has more knowledge of the use of the sword itself. Templar.

A sword stabbed out, it seemed to be ordinary, there was no dazzling sound and light effect, but the sword intent was all locked in the sword body, and the power was far stronger than before!

"Good!"

Even Xiao Xiao Yiming, an opponent who was bent on putting him to death, couldn't help but praise a good word.

Martial arts masters, back to the basics, strength does not leak, often years of hard work, after a hundred battles can only have the understanding, even if the young master can understand, if he wants to do this, it is absolutely impossible.

This Feng Ziyue doesn't know what his origin is, it is really surprising that he has such an achievement at such a young age.

Yue Lan Rushuang on the side no longer admired, and now any performance of Feng Ziyue is taken for granted in her eyes.

"Back to basics, the realm is so high, it's really breathtaking, but it's a pity that the cultivation is too weak in the end......"

Originally, with the idea that Yue Lan was like frost, anyway, slowly cultivating in the sword cave, Feng Ziyue would naturally have enough time to improve his cultivation, and when he walked out of the sword cave and stepped into the vast galaxy, it would naturally be the beginning of shaking the universe.

But because of the matter of the Tianyuan Sword Prince, if the people in the Tianyuan Sect kept coming to find trouble, they would have to find a way to improve Feng Ziyue's skills as soon as possible......

This Xiao Xiao is just a song, although it is stronger than Feng Ziyue, but in the end it is limited, if the big disciples of Tianyuan Sect come, Feng Ziyue's cultivation is a cut worse than others, no matter how high the swordsmanship is, it will not be able to resist.

"That's a nuisance......"

She frowned, thinking about what to do.

Since Xiao Xiao Yiming pointed the finger at Feng Ziyue, he had obviously investigated it clearly, and it was useless to come out of the Chengtian Yuan Sword Boy to die in his own hands at this time - after all, those people in the Tianyuan Sect were not pure fools.

Tianyuan Impermanence loves this son the most, even if he respects his identity and won't make his own move, he will always send a powerful disciple to solve this matter.

One Xiao Xiao is not good, and there are four disciples of Tianyuan Sect behind him, which are coming one after another......

Yue Lan Rushuang suddenly chuckled.

She turned her head and looked at Feng Ziyue and Xiao Xiao Yiming, the two were still tumbling and fighting, although Feng Ziyue was down, but Xiao Xiao Yiming wanted to kill him, and it was not so easy for a while.

Feng Ziyue is staggered, but his sword moves have always been lawless, and he has tightly protected his body.

This is an ordinary set of sword guarding techniques, but in the hands of Feng Ziyue at this moment, it is very different from the past.

Although there was no sword qi agitation, it was plain, forcing Xiao Xiao's fierce sword moves away when there was no room for it.

Xiao Xiao Yiming still firmly occupies the initiative.

He accounted for ninety percent of the offensive.

And Feng Ziyue, at most, has so few chances to counterattack with one sword or two swords.

Among them, the danger is even more indescribable.

However, Yue Lan's smile is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's so ......"

Xiao Xiao Yiming sneaked out of the sword and gained the upper hand, Yue Lan Rushuang originally thought that if she didn't interfere, she was afraid that within a few moves, Feng Ziyue would not be able to support it.

But what he didn't expect was that he was able to grit his teeth and slowly pull back under such a disadvantage.

It's just a glimmer though......

- but enough!

Yue Lan Rushuang understands that with Feng Ziyue's terrifying understanding and tenacious mind, as long as he doesn't die at once, he has the hope of slowly turning over, Xiao Xiao missed a blow, and now there is no chance!

In the process of fighting, Feng Ziyue will also improve his strength until he can compete with this Xiao Xiao Yiming!

This kid is simply a freak!

If that's the case......

"Then what I'm worried about is not the four great disciples...... "Yue Lan Rushuang lowered her head and pondered, "As long as they can come over one by one, that's it......"

Such a thought actually stirred in her heart!

With the disciples of Tianyuan Sect, hone Feng Ziyue's martial arts!

If Tianyuan Impermanence knew about her thoughts, I was afraid that she would vomit blood in anger!