Sword!

On the top of the towering mountain, a huge sword pierced into the top of the mountain.

It is about 3,000 zhang long, the hilt of the sword is hundreds of zhang, the blade is shining with cold light, majestic and majestic, and the supreme is supreme.

When I looked closer, I realized that this was not a real sword.

It's a jumble of clouds, grass, rocks, and so on, forming this huge sword shape, and these things are gathered together, but they are lifelike and intimidating.

This is completely condensed with sword qi, flying from the sky, straight to the top of the mountain, but I don't know who it is, it has such a strong power?

On the opposite side of this giant sword, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint crossed his hands, his eyes slightly closed, and stood quietly, the wind blowing his white hair and clothes on the top of the mountain, fluttering and flying.

"This is a challenge letter to the teacher?"

Behind the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, the two boys, Qinghe and Chihe, whispered I.

"Yes," there was a hint of fear in the tone of the red crane child.

Different from his younger brother Qinghe Boy, he saw this giant sword with his own eyes, flying from the sky, like a dragon, the sword fell into the wind, there was a loud sound, the earth shook, stretching for thousands of miles!

This sword brings an arrogant letter of challenge.

"Xiao farewell, ten days later, a battle on the top of Gucheng Mountain, ten thousand years of hatred, don't miss the appointment!"

I don't know how many years it has been, and no one dares to call the name of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint.

As soon as those who dared to do so, without even having to make a move from the Sword Saint, his disciples and worshippers would be able to tear him to pieces.

But this time, the Sword Master was not angry, he just quietly faced the giant sword, his face was cautious, and even a little fear and respect, this kind of god E, it was the two boys of Qinghe and Chihe, and he had never seen it on the teacher's face.

Even in the face of the Great Shepherd Priest of the Divine Temple, or the Star Lord of the Seven Residences, the Master of the Fire Source Sect, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint has always been arrogantly condescending.

In particular, the Qinghe boy, once under the order of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, retreated from the four star masters led by Yi Zhuye Lao with a sword intent sword move in a worship box, and his confidence in the teacher is incomparable.

From their narrow eyes, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint is the sky and the god, and among the Seven Nights of the Vermilion Bird, no one dares to offend the teacher's tiger might.

However, until today, it has finally been subverted.

"Whew"

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint suddenly opened his eyes, his hair was flying, and his eyes were blazing.

"Qi Su, I can't imagine that your swordsmanship has improved to this point! Ten thousand years of loneliness, it seems that it has really helped you a lot! I am very much looking forward to the battle in ten days!"

He let out a burst of heroic laughter, the mountains shook, and the heavens and the earth changed!

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The one who issued this ten-day challenge was the flying red ruler who returned from the galaxy firmament.

Three months have passed, Feng Ziyue has mastered the mystery of the Flying Dragon Sword outside the sky, and what he owes is nothing more than fire.

When it comes to the martial arts of the realm of gathering heavens, it is still enough to have enlightenment, even if you understand a martial art, it still takes time to accumulate and precipitate.

Rao is like this, and Fei Hongqi Su is also amazed.

At this moment, she is distracted*.

"You have become a flying dragon sword outside the sky, and my worries have been erased after that, and now I just need to raise my spirit and wait for a battle in ten days!"

Martial artists are constantly pursuing breakthroughs, and their own life and death are often put out of the way, and those who are concerned about them are nothing more than their own martial arts inheritance.

The Flying Dragon Sword outside the sky is a family martial art, but since the death of the Five Treasure Ancestors, their Feihong family has long been in decline, and they have almost been wiped out.

After her battle, if she was defeated by the Suzaku Sword Saint, the Feihong family would be completely wiped out in the galaxy, and there would be no successor to this shocking martial art.

But now that Feng Ziyue can inherit this sword, she is extremely confident, believing that he can carry forward this sword technique, and even if she dies, she can be blinded.

Feng Ziyue was silent, they came back from the galaxy Cangzi, through the ancient passage, and returned to the top of the ancient * mountain again, where the snow was covered and it was quiet, and the battle and noise that had occurred before March had already calmed down.

Just as the entire Heavenly Seal World seems to have forgotten the deaths of the two big men three months ago, everyone's eyes are focused on the Gu * Mountain ten days later.

"In a few days, everyone should be here, if you want to solve the matter of Suzaku Academy, you might as well leave first......

The flying red ruler car changed his words and asked Feng Ziyue to leave on his own to solve the murder of Su Wuchang.

Now everyone's attention is attracted by the epoch-making battle between Fei Hongqi Su and the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, and the masters of various sects and factions will naturally no longer have the heart to hunt down Feng Ziyue.

The only thing that will not give up is the Suzaku Academy itself.

Feng Ziyue is going to find an opportunity to end this matter, and this should be this opportunity.

Fei Hongqi Su also understood Feng Ziyue's character very well, so she naturally would not doubt that Feng Ziyue had the ability and means to solve this matter.

Feng Ziyue was silent for a long time and nodded.

"Okay, in ten days, I'll be back. ”

Flying Red Ruler Su Yan smiled, his eyes were full of approval, "Of course you have to come back, I have a battle with the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, you can't miss it." Regardless of victory or defeat, this should also be one of the Suzaku Seven Nights, a strong kendo battle for 10,000 years...... Her tone was faint, as if describing an ordinary thing, but it revealed undoubted pride.

She is not modest at all, but she also has such confidence to describe it.

This is not only a strong battle in the Suzaku Seven Nights for thousands of years, but even in the Mitian Star Domain, there may not be such a wonderful duel.

In this battle, for a kendo master like Feng Ziyue, if he can observe from the sidelines, the benefits obtained are unimaginable.

Only......... Go back quickly!"

Fei Hongqisu closed his eyes and sat on the top of the ancient * mountain, as if turning into an ice sling, without saying a word.

Feng Ziyue bowed his horn dagger as a sign of respect, turned and left, and galloped away in the direction of Suzaku Academy.

Before this earth-shattering battle, he always had some minor troubles to solve.

Today's Vermilion Bird Academy is already in a state of panic, with no permanent death, dragon meridian death, cold-hearted Dao Gu can't sit still, without saying a word, all the disciples are in a panic, not knowing what to do.

Many of the children of big families and sects have dispersed one after another to avoid unforeseen disasters.

It wasn't until today that the arrival of two more honorary elders finally boosted the morale of Suzaku Academy.

"Elder Cai! Elder Fang!"

"I must avenge Chief Sushan!"

Outside the gate of the Vermilion Bird Academy, a group of disciples opened their mouths and shouted, but their voices were sparse and they had no confidence, and many of the disciples remained silent, even the two white-haired elders did not let them have enough confidence. ！。