The hustle and bustle in the field finally subsided.

The people who survived the catastrophe also calmed down, they are all martial arts heroes who are accustomed to life and death, although some people are moved by the death of relatives and friends, but at this time, more people are more concerned about the changes in the Seven Nights.

The Suzaku Sword Saint, the No. 1 of the Seven Nights, is dead!

Die at the hands of the new sword god Feng Ziyue!

Today's Suzaku Qisu is no longer the appearance of the old days, and it is already the world of Fengziyue Sword God!

"Sword God!

I don't know who took the lead and began to shout the name of the sword god!

"Really...... This kid is really able to do it......"

Huyan Bottler was stunned, clenched his fists tightly, but his heart was extremely excited.

Feng Ziyue killed the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, which was the best news for the Fire Source Sect.

The Sword Saint has reached this realm, if he wins, he will inevitably reign in the Seven Nights of Suzaku, and the seven major forces will reshuffle the cards, if they don't bend down and take refuge, they are afraid that they will be the first to be purged.

And Feng Ziyue himself has a good relationship with them, and he is not a real Suzaku from the Seven Houses, so he will not have any ambitions for the Seven Nights.

Huyan Bottler has been with him for a while, and he has long been able to see that this person is bent on pursuing martial arts, and when he reaches this realm, Suzaku Qisu can't keep his footsteps at all, he will only continue to move forward.

In this way, the Fire Source Sect has a good relationship with him, and there is no great god on his head, and he will unify the seven nights, which is just around the corner.

The other seven major forces have similar ideas, although some forces have contradictions with Feng Ziyue, but they don't have to live or die. Now that I think about it, I have to thank him.

Yilan Nishang has a different mind.

Now that the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint is dead, with her relationship with Feng Ziyue, she is the Lord of the Seven Stars. Naturally, no one would compete with her anymore, and the Yilan clan could still live in seclusion in the Seven Nights.

Just looking at the dead Sword Saint, she couldn't help but have a strange sense of compassion in her heart, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to fight for in this petty profit.

Fei Hongqi Su raised her eyebrows, and she also heard Feng Ziyue's last words just now.

"Big brother. My little sister is incompetent and can't avenge you with her own hands, but I didn't expect your next-generation heirs to have this ability. This wolf-hearted beast with a dog's lungs in your hand, you can also look at it under the Nine Springs. ”

The divine skills of the Five Treasures Ancestor have successors, and Feng Ziyue will definitely be able to carry forward her brother's martial arts. There's no limit to what you can achieve in the future!

"To see such a pinnacle battle today is really unavoidable, and there are no regrets in life!"

The people represented by Sword Idiot and Nie Yuncong were all shocked by the thrilling nature of this battle. For them, the value of this battle is not insignificant. Almost all of them have glimpsed the new realm of martial arts.

Although Nie Yuncong's martial arts are difficult to advance, his martial arts theory. It can also be gradually perfected through this battle, and a gratifying smile appeared on his face.

The Great Pastor Priest hid in the shadows, quietly watching the situation, but the smile on his face gradually faded.

Feng Ziyue has finally come to this point.

"Much faster than I thought it would ......"

From the very beginning, the Great Pastoral Priest had told Feng Ziyue that when he was able to get out of the Seven Nights of the Vermilion Bird, it would be the time to go and find the Sword Book of Conscience.

Of course, the time that the Great Pastoral Festival thinks will be even longer than it is now.

After all, before this, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint was like a huge mountain, lying in front of Feng Ziyue, even if the Great Pastoral Priest was optimistic about Feng Ziyue's talent, it was impossible to predict that in such a short period of time, Feng Ziyue would be able to kill the Sword Saint head-on and reach such a realm of the Sword Dao.

"I still wanted to help behind the scenes......"

The Great Shepherd Priest stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and something in his hand turned into a shiny powder, which he sprinkled all over the ground.

"In this way, this kid's martial arts are enough, no, even a little more than I want, this trip to seize the Sword Book of Conscience, I still have to find a way to control it......"

For one of the four great strange books, the Conscience Sword Codex, the Great Mu Sacrifice is inevitable, he has been planning for so many years, and finally got such a suitable candidate as Feng Ziyue, why don't you think about it.

After this battle, in fact, Suzaku Qisu will naturally enter a new order, and after Feng Ziyue has dealt with some mundane things, he will not have any nostalgia for this place.

This is also clear to the Great Pastoral Priest.

This person's dedication to the sword and the way of martial arts have surpassed ordinary people, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be hindered by his steps, nor in his eyes.

There is such a thing as the Conscience Sword Code in front, and the Great Pastoral Priest is not worried that Feng Ziyue will not be moved, not to mention that it is something that has been said a long time ago, just after this battle, just wait patiently for Feng Ziyue to come to him.

"This kid, let him enjoy a few days of the peak of the Seven Nights......"

Seeing Feng Ziyue surrounded by everyone, the Great Shepherd Priest smiled slightly, and was about to turn around and leave, when his heart suddenly moved.

"That's not right!"

He looked at the crowd suspiciously, and although he didn't know what the reason was, he always felt that something was wrong.

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint is dead, and in the Seven Nights, there is no existence that can threaten him and Feng Ziyue, why was there an inexplicable warning just now?

There is a murderous aura!

Although this murderous aura is immediately apparent, how many years of experience will the Great Shepherd Sacrifice have, how can it be missed?

"Strange!"

At the same time, Feng Ziyue also sensed the alarm.

He does not have the experience and spiritual sense of the Great Shepherd, but he has a keen sense, and he has walked on the line of life and death many times, and he also understands that after a decisive battle of equal strength, a person is the weakest time.

If someone makes a move at this time and wants to kill him, it is undoubtedly the best time!

It's just that this kind of behavior is a little despicable!

His heart moved, and suddenly with a flick of his sleeves, he pushed all the people around him away, ignoring their exclamations, as if he had eyes behind his back, and stabbed out with a backhand sword!

Clang!

The sound of the tips of the swords touching, Feng Ziyue's body shook, fluttering in the air and flipping two somersaults, just turned around, facing the direction of danger!

"What an invisible and colorless secret swordsmanship, killing people is invisible, and it is extremely dangerous!"

"Who is coming, who is the Tianyuan Sect?"

Only the mysterious sword path under the Tianyuan Gate can reach such a height, Feng Ziyue and Xiao Xiao Yiming fought three thousand moves, and even got the guidance of Yue Lan Rushuang, and the sword moves under the Tianyuan Gate are known, so when the sword intersects, I guess the origin of the other party.

"The eldest disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, Xuan Zhenzi, is here to take your life!"

Xuan Zhenzi's body shook and appeared in front of the person, his expression was serious, and the long sword in his hand like autumn water couldn't stop shaking, and turned into a cloud of mist that could not be captured!