[Chapter 804: The God of the Sword, Never Say Die!]

Say never.

From the last time Feng Ziyue held the hilt of the sword in his last life, he had such a firm will.

Even if he was reborn once and made up for all the regrets in his previous life, he never gave up this spirit.

The battle of the Seven Star Seals has developed to this point, and even after that, there are three masters at the Gathering Heaven level competing for the latter sword of the Eight Techniques of the Imperial Sword, and the duckweed is showing superhuman strength.

Nangong Min's meaning, he also understood. This mysterious woman from the vastness of the galaxy has other plans, and she attaches great importance to the things in the secret realm of the galaxy, what she wants is that Feng Ziyue can preserve her strength and not fight with duckweed.

But with the sword in his hand, how can he not retreat with all his might?

Feng Ziyue's kendo is not a kendo of concessions and trade-offs, but a kendo of facing difficulties and not retreating, when encountering a strong opponent, before he comes out of the sword, he will indeed weigh and consider-

- But after the sword is drawn, it must be defeated!

The peerless martial arts of Bai Yujing in the sky, the fifth floor and the twelve cities, are indeed terrifying, and this feeling of passing and decay is the source of fear for everyone.

It can't be resisted, and it can't be erased, just like it can't be changed to the "tide" to erase the handwriting on the beach.

In the face of this time-like power, most people will be frightened and have no courage to resist at all.

But Feng Ziyue is different.

No matter how strong the opponent is, when his sword is unsheathed, he only uses one voice in his heart-

Victory!

Fight to win, and have no regrets!

When the infinite decaying power trapped all his hands and feet, Feng Ziyue's heart flashed with inspiration, but he followed his instinct and went out with all his strength!

The sword is full of energy!

I saw the sword light on his body, rising into the sky, straight into the sky!

The shrouded power that came from the sky was actually broken open by him!

Even when duckweed Cangsheng performed the martial arts of Bai Yujing in the sky, his body was like glass, not dirty and impure, and he had reached the pinnacle of ruthless Dao, but at this time, he couldn't help but have a "color" of surprise on his face, and he said softly "Huh" in his mouth.

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At the same time, the extreme north of the Dongming Continent.

Desert.

The sun is scorching and the wind is blowing.

The fine sand and gravel swept in the wind, and the Chu madman stretched out his tongue, licked it gently, and closed his eyes to feel the slight saltiness of the desert.

The ancient raider followed him lightly, and behind the two of them, leaving a long line of footprints.

Go straight.

Since the battle with Feng Ziyue, the madman of Chu has been walking on the Dongming Continent, he has no anger or joy, his expression is calm, and he only understands his ancient attackers, and understands that he is the supreme realm of comprehending martial arts.

It's been more than a year, and the madman Chu hasn't made a move, and he hasn't even touched anything related to martial arts again.

The battle at the end of the cape was spread all over the world, but the Chu madman did not go.

Wanzai Mountain and Moon Leakage Table Sword Competition, representing the birth of the legendary Eight Methods of Imperial Sword, and Chu madman did not go.

He was just lonely looking for his own martial arts, and at no time did he deviate from his own footsteps.

The ancient raider didn't know how far his master's martial arts had entered, but he could feel that the momentum of the Chu madman, when he stepped forward step by step, also improved step by step.

It's small, but it never stops.

- Suddenly, the Chu madman paused.

Back.

There was no expression on his stiff cheeks, which were like marble sculptures, but there was a deep chill in his gaze.

The black "colored" cloak, the sound of hunting in the wind.

"Lord, are you looking ......?"

The ancient attacker was stunned, he followed the gaze of the Chu madman, as if looking from a distance, only to see a ray of light as thin as a gossamer, rising to the sky, reaching the sky.

"What's that?"

This feeling made people feel a little familiar, and Gu Xiren's heart moved, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a warm smile on the face of the Chu madman.

- He is indeed micro!

After so many years by the side of the ancient raider Chu madman, how could he ever have seen him 'show' such an expression? He was surprised and happy in his heart, and asked, "Is it the little young master?"

The madman Chu nodded, looking at the white 'color' light, thoughtful.

Gu Raider shook his head and sighed: "Only the little young master has such a strong momentum, count the days, now should be the period of the competition of the mountain and the moon, and the little young master can be 'forced' to this point, I am afraid that only the duckweed who is known as the world's number one master is born......

Chu Madman's brows furrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a lot of disdain in his eyes.

“...... The lord who fought with the little master that day was not the opponent of the duckweed......"

The ancient raiders knew what Chu madmen were thinking in their hearts, and they couldn't help but smile slightly.

Their master and servant got along very well, and although the ancient raiders revered their masters as gods, they would not be able to slap their horses and say anything, and they would be blunt.

It is precisely because of this that there is no barrier between their masters and servants, and they fully know each other's intentions, so that the ancient raiders can act as the spokesperson of the Chu madman.

The Chu madman of that day had only a short time to enter the outer world, and he was not the opponent of duckweed for the time being, which is needless to say.

But now?

The Gu Raider didn't know, but he could feel that the Chu madman didn't think that he would lose to the current duckweed Cangsheng and Feng Ziyue.

For the judgment of martial arts, Chu madmen really rarely make mistakes.

Suddenly, the madman Chu turned his head and walked in the direction of the white air, his steps were huge, and when he landed, the yellow sand flew up, leaving deep footprints.

"Going back?"

Gu Raider smiled and followed behind him lightly, "Also, since the little young master has made great strides, the lord can't be left behind now, and at this point, it's time to take a look!"

One master and one servant, it didn't seem to be walking fast, but in an instant, they disappeared.

In the vast desert, only a long stretch of yellow sand remains.

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Feng Ziyue's heart was clear, he had nothing to think about, and when he took out the sword, he was angry and rushed to the galaxy.

The Xinghe Sword Technique, which had not been used for a long time, was vividly displayed in his hands.

This sword technique is different from other sword moves, Feng Ziyue has long found that if it is in a good situation, if you show this way of sword moves, it will be mediocre and there is nothing special at all.

The Galaxy Sword Technique is simply a desperate sword move used in adversity!

It is an unyielding will that supports the power of this sword move, and the stronger the oppression, the greater the power of this sword technique.

As long as you can resist the pressure like mountains and seas with your backbone and courage, and bounce out, this sword move will rush to the galaxy, and no one can do it!

Refining the power of the stars, communicating with the universe, under heavy oppression, the suffocation and depression in the chest turned into a sky-rushing qi, bursting out, this is the secret of the galaxy sword qi, the realm of the galaxy!

"It's ......"

Nangong Min was taken aback again, looking at Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship, she slowly shook her head.

"Feng Ziyue, how many surprises do you want to give me?"