Chapter 254: Reenactment of the First Battle in order to make a breakthrough

A year's time, slow to say, fast to say fast.

During this year, Wuyang City is full of people, and I don't know how many masters come every day, but unfortunately, except for the first day, they are all blocked by Fengtianhe, and no one can see Fengziyue.

He's in retreat.

Feng Ziyue used this year to carry out the final penance.

This was the most difficult period of cultivation since he was reborn.

The experience of the previous life has almost been used up, and everything that can be used for reference has also been borrowed.

Even Long Buyang, the strongest opponent other than Chu Maniac, had already been defeated in his hands.

In this case, if you want to break through again, you need to rely on your own understanding and chance.

Although he has the innate peak of swordsmanship, his own cultivation is still a cut behind that of a Chu madman.

For the innate peak, even a hair-like gap may have decided life and death.

The remaining year is the last chance to close the gap for him.

Outside the Sword House of Wanjian Villa, the cold and summer come and go, and the scenery changes, Qi Xiaodie often walks outside the door uneasily, and Hu Xiaodao honestly acts as a follower behind her.

In a flash, it was already a year after the beginning of the autumn wind.

"Sister Fluttershy, you don't have to worry too much, the boss will definitely be able to cross the last threshold, what a Chu madman, it's nothing at all!"

Now Hu Xiaodao is also a master of the martial arts level, and Qi Xiaodie has successfully stepped into the innate world.

But it is precisely because of this that Qi Xiaodie is more and more worried about the battle between Feng Ziyue and Chu Maniac.

When she was not congenital, she could not guess the strength of the Chu madman, and she also had full confidence in Feng Ziyue, but as her own martial arts became higher and higher, her understanding of martial arts became deeper and deeper.

The powerful horror of the Chu madman, but she can also feel it more and more.

"Alas, you don't know, for more than a year, once a month, when he goes out, his face is getting tighter and tighter, just afraid of ......"

Qi Xiaodie shook her head.

Feng Ziyue has been in retreat for a year, and as soon as January comes out, he gathers with everyone, of course, Fluttershy must be the first to wait at the door, and every time he comes out, he can feel Feng Ziyue's strength has improved again.

But even then, there was little joy on his face.

The stronger he is, the farther away he feels from the Chu madman.

In this year, Feng Ziyue's Eight Styles of Imperial Sword has been perfected, and the Sword Divine Technique has been one, and it has reached the realm of perfection, and the next step is to deduce the sixth form of the Sword Divine Technique.

It's a pity that a year has passed, and there is still no clue.

He also knew that the sixth form of the Sword Divine Technique was already equivalent to the martial arts of the Void Breaking Realm, and if he could comprehend the Sixth Form, there would be no problem in defeating the Chu madman, but in this land of sealed demons, it was really unimaginable that it was difficult to quickly comprehend the Void Breaking Martial Arts.

The practice of the nameless swordsmanship is a little clueless, in the dream space, he has been able to insist on performing half a move, but unfortunately, after half a move, his body collapsed, and even the invincible monk could not save him.

Waking up from the dream space, although it is not fatal, but it also causes extremely terrifying mental trauma, if it is not for Feng Ziyue's spirit is as strong as a stone, I am afraid that he will die on the spot.

Rao is like this, he also needs to take a large amount of innate pills to barely make up for the loss.

Among the treasures of the invincible monk, he made a fortune, with a total of more than 10,000 innate elixirs, and then in this year, the major innate secret realms were scattered, and a lot of good things were also sent.

It's a pity that after the establishment of Wanjian Villa, many people practiced hard, and the consumption of pills still couldn't keep up.

What's more, Feng Ziyue is now taking medicine like eating jelly beans, and at this time, it is inevitable that she is a little stretched, although the sweet condensation frost is powerful, but after all, the blood refining method cannot be used more, and the ordinary refining method takes a long time, even if she spends all her time on refining medicine, she can't catch up with the consumption speed of the people in Wanjian Villa.

Therefore, in the later stage, Feng Ziyue also had to refine the elixir by himself with the method of blood refining, but it didn't matter to him, anyway, while refining the medicine, while meditating, the lost essence blood could also be made up by the Taixuan Induction Chapter, and it had no effect, but the efficiency was still not enough, and the refined elixir was not enough even for his own use.

However, this year's non-stop use of the blood refining method, Feng Ziyue's pharmacist level has been raised, and he has become a sixth-grade pharmacist, which is equivalent to the original sweet condensation cream, with the blood refining method, he can actually refine the ninth-level innate spirit pill, which is only one step away from the innate pharmacist.

"Feng Gongzi, your sword, it's still not right......"

In the dream space, the invincible monk shook his head.

Feng Ziyue quietly lowered the tip of the sword, this was already the 1,259th time in this year, and the sixth form of the Sword Divine Technique had failed.

Ten thousand swords are one, what kind of sword realm is it, although Feng Ziyue has a vague understanding.

But if you want to express it, or use it in the sword, you can't do it all the time.

The Void Breaking Sword has subverted all the laws of the Demon Sealing Land, but this spirit of breaking cannot be transmitted to the sword moves.

"Actually, Childe's nameless swordsmanship has reached the extreme of swordsmanship, I don't know if it's ......"

The invincible monk frowned, and he shook his head.

The nameless swordsmanship is indeed the ultimate in swordsmanship, as long as it can be displayed, even if he was at the peak of his own time, he was not an opponent, but with Feng Ziyue's current strength, it is impossible to control it.

When a sword comes out, it doesn't hurt anyone, but hurts itself first.

It can't be done even with the end.

However, from the realm of the nameless sword technique to the realm of the sword magic technique, he always felt that there was still some deviation, and he could not be fused.

"Master, it's true, the sixth style of the Sword Divine Technique is not the pinnacle of the sword, and it is far from enough to be compared with the nameless sword technique, so if you want to use the nameless sword technique to push back, and there are several realms in between, how can you do it?"

Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly.

He didn't want to do this, just a little deduction, he felt like his brain was about to explode, and he couldn't think about it carefully, he also knew that even if the nameless sword technique was not the real peak of the sword path, it was still much higher than the realm of the sixth form of the sword divine technique.

At least, if Feng Ziyue realizes the sixth form, even if he has to pay some price between performances, it will never be like the nameless sword technique, one sword is death.

The sixth form is by no means the end of the sword magic technique.

At least, the mysterious white-robed woman in the sixth level of the Tianwu Trial personally said that the existence of the seventh form of the Sword God Technique.

Her martial arts are unfathomable, and she will never open her mouth to deceive herself.

Since she said that there is a seventh form, then there must be a seventh form, but with his current cultivation realm, he can't understand it yet.

"The sixth style of the Sword God Technique, it's not the pinnacle of the sword path?"

The invincible monk was also taken aback.

His vision is also confined to the realm of breaking the void, and if he goes up, he can't understand it.

The sixth form of the Sword God Technique has reached the realm of breaking the void, and if you go up, you don't know what realm it is.

The invincible monk was leisurely fascinated, thought for a while, and then smiled bitterly.

He is now just a wisp of divine thought, and his soul is incomplete, compared to the golden-haired god ghost Momoki Gong, who still has the hope of recasting his body, but he himself can't at all, if he wants to see a new realm of martial arts, he can only wait for Feng Ziyue to continue to improve and bring a stronger opponent into this dream space.

He sighed, "Feng Gongzi, it has been more than 20 days since you stepped into the dream space this time, and there has been no progress, why don't you leave?"

Feng Ziyue shook his hand.

"Although the sword technique cannot be improved for the time being, today, I am consciously activating the qi machine, and I am afraid that the time to impact the innate ninefold has come!"

"Oh?"

The invincible monk is also very happy, Feng Ziyue has stayed in the innate eightfold realm, it has been more than a year, and now he is fighting with the Chu madman, it is extremely close, if he can't make a breakthrough in cultivation and swordsmanship, then the prospect of this battle is extremely worrying.

But if he can break through the innate ninefold and reach the innate peak, at least in terms of cultivation, he will not suffer against the Chu madman.

Unexpectedly, in less than a month, Feng Ziyue actually found this opportunity for a breakthrough!

The invincible monk couldn't help but secretly admire, the speed and qualifications of this young man's improvement were even better than his own back then, if he could pass the level of the Chu madman in front of him, I was afraid that it would be even more limitless in the future.

"So ......"

The invincible monk was about to ask Feng Ziyue what method he wanted to use to break through, but he saw that there were more people in the meditation room.

The woman in the black lotus, the lotus of the ninefold peak of the congenital ninefold;

Covered in blue and black hair, the blue devil general who can defeat the divine beast;

A generation of strange people, Long Buyang, the first under the Chu madman;

The Shadowless Sword Tube, the Lord of the Valley of No Return, Ye Yuancheng, the Sword Demon Xuan Yuanzi, and the Xiaoxiang Witch Leng Youhan......

These opponents that Fengzi Yue Ping had used to practice swords came out one after another.

The invincible monk smiled bitterly and shook his head, he still didn't know enough about Feng Ziyue after getting along with Feng Ziyue for more than a year.

For this teenager, the best way to level up and rush through the level -

- It's war!

The hard battle between life and death can make him break through the peak and become stronger!

But...... It is too much for him to copy so many masters at one time......

The invincible monk was about to open his mouth to persuade, but saw Feng Ziyue wave his hand, "Master, in the dream space, the strength of these masters can't be fully exerted, if you don't get a few more, how can you force me to the last step?"

He let out a clear whistle in his mouth, and the surrounding environment had already changed.

At the top of Changming Tower, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

The enemies around him came quickly, and Feng Ziyue was standing alone on the top of the tower with his sword in his hand.

"In this way, I wish Gongzi a successful success," the invincible monk hung in the air and smiled slightly, "The old man has taken his leave!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared into thin air.

Feng Ziyue looked around, and saw that the dozens of innate masters were constantly approaching, smiling slightly, and the pride in his chest suddenly grew.

How similar is the scene of this scene to the top of the Changming Pagoda that day?

However, in order to enhance their strength, Feng Ziyue even added three masters to them.

But even so, Feng Ziyue's state of mind was by no means the same as that day.

On that day, he had no thoughts of life, and life and death were nothing to him, so he only had a single sword, facing the fourteen innate masters.

Feng Ziyue in the previous life, Tiansha Lone Star, six relatives have no support, and he lives alone in the world, except for the supreme sword, what else can make him tempted?

When he realized that he had stepped on the pinnacle of the sword, even though his person was still alive, his heart was already dead.

It wasn't until the battle of Changming Tower, when he was finally dying, that Guan Zhongliu's words touched his heartstrings, and even though he died, he really came back to life.

Thirty years after being reborn, he is very different now.

Family and friends, all crowded around him, the pinnacle of kendo, still waiting for him to climb.

So, he can't die.

No matter what the enemy is, he will cut it away with a sword, and use the supreme sword to protect his family.

These dozen innate masters, although they are powerful, must win.

If even these people can't win, what do you hope to defeat the Chu madman?

Feng Ziyue took a breath, and the momentum of his whole body climbed to the peak!

"Kill!"

In the dream space, the copied masters are only Feng Ziyue's own memories, and they have no thoughts of their own, and everyone rushes forward to show the strongest killer.

And Feng Ziyue looked at the flashes in the sky, but the corners of his mouth were motionless with a sneer.

It seems to be waiting for something.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Force in the body, and the Taixuan Purple Qi, were all surging wildly, and even in the Dream Space, they could feel the terrifying things about the moves performed by the dozen or so innate masters.

Feng Ziyue slowly raised his sword, his face was firm, but his gaze did not turn to those deadly moves.

— but look at the starry sky!

The innate realm is the first step for a person to become a god.

The pinnacle of innate nature is the beginning of the shattered void.

The sky is nine heavens high, how can we transcend it and be proud of the world?

What a madman can do, he can do.

Feng Ziyue's sword moved slowly!

They are all ordinary sword styles, but they all embody the essence of Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship, and he doesn't seem to have taken so many innate masters around him in his eyes at all, as if he is dancing the sword by himself.

But even his slow and ordinary sword style was like an impenetrable wall, blocking all the tricks of most innate masters.

Unfortunately, he is still a human being, not a god.

In the swordsmanship, there are still flaws after all.

Hearing a bang, the lotus transformation palm technique performed by Lian Jia once again came out with the last move of silence, and Feng Ziyue's arm holding the sword and his shoulder shattered violently and turned into powder.

"Yes!"

Feng Ziyue's face did not show pain, but his eyes were full of epiphany of joy.

Innate Ninefold Peak!

10,000! Sword!

In Feng Ziyue's shoulder, countless blood lines suddenly spurted out, and time seemed to stand still, and this innate master was shot down by this ten thousand blood lights!

It was Feng Ziyue who used his own essence and blood to cast ten thousand swords to return to one move!

This is exactly the last step he took in the battle of Changming Pagoda and the innate peak of Miaowu!

On that day, it was the last ten thousand swords to return to one, killing the surviving Guan Zhongliu, exhausting his last bit of essence and blood, and finally dying under the Changming Pagoda, and also began this vigorous rebirth.

Feng Ziyue's body also staggered and fell from the top of the tower.

In mid-air, he looked at the starry sky and suddenly showed a smile.

In an instant, everything is quiet!