Chapter 201: The God of the Sword!

The strong man in Feng Ziyue's mind, Chu Madman can't be ranked first.

At least, even if the so-called Void Breaking Realm's soft egg Great Sun Divine Light is far inferior to the Chu madman in terms of momentum, but the strength of the woman in the sixth level of the Heavenly Martial Arts Trial is definitely above the Chu madman.

The sentence, "Wait until you deduce the sword magic technique to the seventh form, before you can fight with me" is still in my ears.

But knowing is knowing, but with Feng Ziyue's cultivation now, it is impossible to guess the power of that mysterious woman's shot, that is, it is impossible to imagine how strong he is.

In this dream stone, the strongest he could imagine was the Chu madman.

In the innate realm, there are almost no flaws in the Chu madman.

In every aspect, it can be called perfect, even if it is an invincible monk, it is an opponent Chu madman who has to deal with it seriously.

In the innate framework, Feng Ziyue couldn't imagine that there was anyone else who could be stronger than Chu Madman.

Therefore, when he really wanted to imagine the highest state he could reach at this stage, the first thing he could think of was Chu Madman.

When his momentum climbed to the peak, and he realized that he had the power of heaven and earth with every move and every move, and dominated the world, Feng Ziyue was suddenly shocked that he had become a Chu madman.

The frustration and loss in that moment cannot be described in words.

The way of a martial artist is to have a heart that does not admit defeat.

If the strongest in his mind is already a Chu madman, then how can he defeat him?

Therefore, when Feng Ziyue's momentum climbed to the peak, he gave up, and the pride in his heart forced him to take another path of transcendence.

Sword!

Thirty years of hard work has been devoted to kendo, but he still can't see the pinnacle of kendo.

The deduction of the Sword Divine Technique has only reached the fifth form of ten thousand swords until it is one, and it is limited to the current cultivation realm and state of mind comprehension, and even this fifth form is incomplete.

The sword is a genius martial arts, and it requires arduous martial arts.

The old monk saw Feng Ziyue's momentum transform, although it was a little weaker than just now, but he nodded with satisfaction.

The way of martial arts is not afraid of temporary weakness, and the most feared is to fall into other traps and cannot extricate yourself.

The momentum just now is indeed overwhelming, if the invincible monk is still there, it can also ignite the fierce fighting spirit, but unfortunately, this is not the momentum of this young man himself, but the momentum of his opponent.

This person's strength and temperament are suitable for this world-dominating powerhouse's fighting spirit and martial arts.

But for Feng Ziyue, this is not the case.

Although he is also domineering, he is by no means a domineering person, for him, what is more suitable for him is a proud body and a warm blood!

The arrogance that does not shy away from the strong!

Defend the unrelenting blood!

This is Feng Ziyue's own character and temperament, if he wants to be like a Chu madman, with the qualifications of a generation of heroes, to reach the peak, and coldly sweep the ants and sentient beings below, he has no such interest.

He asked for nothing more than two things.

One is to make up for the regrets of the previous life, so that your relatives and friends can live a peaceful and joyful life.

The other is to climb the pinnacle of kendo, rather than bend, and not bow your head in front of any strong person.

This is his life, and it is also his martial arts.

The momentum on his body, which was like a famous sword, became stronger and stronger, and he saw that Feng Ziyue's body was shaking, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

The old monk was taken aback, what kind of martial arts realm did Feng Ziyue imagine?

In the Dream Stone, he can still hurt himself - if he is in the real world, if he really does it, won't he explode and die as soon as he shoots?

This...... What kind of martial arts realm is this?

Even an invincible monk can't help but be curious.

Feng Ziyue's strength is already very strong, at least it can be equivalent to the innate eighth master, and he has a special physique, which can be seen from his battle with Shi Sanyi.

In this case, the martial arts realm that he could imagine would actually damage himself, or even explode to death.

So how terrifying is this martial arts realm?

Feng Ziyue was still silent, but the momentum on his body was becoming more and more grand and mysterious.

The road of kendo is the same way.

He had two paths to take.

One, naturally, is the sword magic trick of the previous life, step by step, step by step, step by step, one day, can destroy the world and reach the supreme realm of the way of the sword.

The other is a nameless swordsmanship that no matter what sword or person can bear!

A sword of creation and destruction that contains three hundred and sixty-five kinds of heaven and earth elemental powers.

If you can fully display the power of this swordsmanship, you can also sense the realm of swordsmanship.

But this nameless swordsmanship contains the birth and death of countless worlds, and the changes in it, just thinking about it, dizziness, and really performing a style, the sword breaks and kills, which is also a normal thing.

Until now, Feng Ziyue only realized the rudimentary form of this set of swordsmanship by using the residual power of the five-colored innate stone when he stepped into the innate at the beginning.

Then when dealing with the three-headed blood Jiao, he barely used half a move, but he couldn't use force for half a day, and almost killed him.

However, in this imaginary space, this supreme sword technique may not be impossible to perform.

Feng Ziyue closed his eyes and thought, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, but he saw that the small world was not stopping life and death, and his whole body was up and down, revealing boundless momentum.

"This ...... It's ......"

The old monk was shocked, the invincible monk has been in his life, and he has seen many masters, but he didn't expect that there would be such a realm of martial arts.

Who is this teenager?

From the trembling of the tip of the sword, he had already seen a glimmer of light in the supreme realm, and all kinds of martial arts problems that he had been puzzled with in the past seemed to have the hope of enlightenment in this moment.

"It's a pity...... I hate to be born a thousand years later, and when I see this young hero!"

If the momentum of the madman Chu just now made him feel the battle intent and challenge, then the sword qi of Feng Ziyue now made him feel trembling, fear and shock, and even more excited ecstasy.

Pity......

The old monk sighed.

He has been dead for a thousand years, and now he is just a lonely soul, temporarily stored in the Dream Stone, and there is no chance to see the prosperity of martial arts in this life again.

Feng Ziyue's momentum is still rising. With a swing of the sword, the universe is born and destroyed.

He is the Lord of the world.

He's the Sword God!

Life and death, all in your hands!

"Unexpected...... I can't think of ......."

The old monk muttered to himself, he didn't expect that it was just a test, but the first person who came would have such a strong strength and such a terrifying future.

Although whether he can reach this all-permeable sword god realm is not a certain thing.

But what can be done in the imagination space also represents how much potential he has.

Could it be that martial arts thousands of years later have reached such a prosperous era?

The invincible monk's divine thoughts were also misunderstood, who called Feng Ziyue, the first person he met, was such a demon.

In fact, on the Martial Continent today, because of the existence of the Demon Suppression Stone Tablet, heaven and earth cannot communicate, and there are already many fewer innate martial artists, and there is no strong person who can break the void.

Even the strongest in the world, the world's No. 1 Chu madman, has not broken the void for the time being.

At this moment, he heard Feng Ziyue snort, and his white clothes were stained with blood, and it turned out that he couldn't support this huge power in this dream stone!

The old monk was shocked, the dream stone was not real, even if it was life and death, it didn't matter, but looking at Feng Ziyue's appearance, if he let this power open, his spirit would also be hit hard.

This happened because of him, and he naturally could not stand idly by.

If it was the real world, there was naturally no way to do it, but in this dream stone, it still wouldn't hurt the boy.

The old monk slapped his palms and opened his mouth to drink.

"The world is like a dream, if you don't wake up yet, when will you wait!"

His voice Huo Ran became extremely huge, like the roar of spring thunder, and he had already used the authentic method of the lion's roar in Buddhism.

Feng Ziyue's body shook, his eyes opened, and the wooden sword in his hand fell to the ground, his face was pale and crumbling.

The realization just now is really hard to find, although this time it is only a nameless sword technique in the imagination space, but the realization is like drinking alcohol, and you know it in your heart.

Although it is said that it is already embarrassed before it is finished, it is worth it to pay a little price for such an understanding.

"Thank you, Master, for the rescue!"

Feng Ziyue also knew that if it weren't for the old monk forcibly interrupting himself with the roar of the Buddhist lion, he was afraid that if he continued like this, even if he was in the spiritual world, he would explode and die.

The old monk waved his hand and smiled, "This matter started because of me, if it weren't for the old man's recklessness, it would not have come to this point if it were not for the strongest realm of the son......"

He never thought that the realm that this fifteen-year-old boy could comprehend would be so high, if he could really practice it one day, he would be the sword god in this world, and no one else could defeat him.

By this time, the old monk had also been convinced.

"Childe's realm has far surpassed that of the old man, and I ask the son to bear with me for the rude just now. ”

What the invincible monk wants is to find a suitable successor through this treasure. Feng Ziyue's qualifications are extraordinary, after easily killing Shi San, he already wants to pass on the mantle to him, this time in the battle of Dream Stone, he just wants to see his strength.

I didn't expect people to follow the path of the sword, and they have already reached such a realm, in contrast, the highest level of the Blood God Treasure Record and his Buddhism Sect Peerless Learning, has not reached this level.

Under such circumstances, how could he be embarrassed to propose the intention of accepting disciples to inherit again?

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, of course he also knew the meaning of this invincible monk, he didn't want to inherit the mantle of the invincible monk, but since he was here, he naturally couldn't enter the treasure mountain and return empty.

In fact, what he values most now is not the Blood God Treasure Record, but this Dream Returning Stone.

If he could obtain this Dream Returning Stone and cultivate in his dreams, it would be of great value to him.

"The master is polite, the master was invincible that day, but unfortunately the rest of his life was late, and he couldn't see the master's demeanor, and he has always been very sorry......"

It is a pity that a strong man like an invincible monk failed to fight.

An opponent like this is something that can be met but not sought, just like the madman of Chu, in order to cultivate an opponent, he even did not hesitate to oppress his son-in-law and grandson, threatening the lives of his family, just to find an opponent who could fight with him.

"I was lucky enough to enter this treasure and saw the wonder of this dream stone, I wonder if the master can give it to you?"

Feng Ziyue is also direct, he came here, treasure hunting is just a reason, what he wants more is to find a stronger opponent, the two battles of the guardian demon beast, and the battle with Shi Sanyi just now, all of them are hearty, which makes him very satisfied, and this time in the dream stone, there are countless opponents, just now I realized the nameless swordsmanship, which is more useful, so I asked this old monk for it.

The old monk smiled bitterly, this time the dream stone was an important tool for him to find a successor, but he also knew that this thing was extremely important to Feng Ziyue, and with his ability, he was afraid that it would not be difficult to break through to the inner layer and find things such as the dream stone and the Blood God Treasure Record.

The invincible monk had made a lot of calculations back then, and he wanted to find a qualified disciple, so the previous Golden Palace, the guardian demon beast, and the battle of the Dream Stone were all extremely difficult, and the people who were able to enter the inner layer were all highly qualified and kind-hearted disciples who met the standards.

That's true.

Feng Ziyue's qualifications, as well as his current strength, have already reached the standard of inheriting the mantle of an invincible monk.

However, the only tragedy is that this person's conditions are so good that they have exceeded the requirements of inheriting his mantle.

His kendo path, he can already see the prototype of the sword god, but his own inheritance, but it is still much worse, what qualifications can he accept others as disciples?

The invincible monk didn't expect that there was an upper limit, and he couldn't help but frown.

However, he is just a wisp of divine thought now, even if he wants to stop Feng Ziyue, it is completely impossible, so he has to smile bitterly: "Since Gongzi needs it, it doesn't hurt to take it, but this time, the Dream Stone, along with the Blood God Treasure Record and other things, all exist in the inner core of this treasure, and it is up to Gongzi to find a way to get it......"

The Dream Stone and the Blood God Treasure Record were placed together, both of which were at the true core of this treasure, and Feng Ziyue still needed to enter it by himself.

He has a map in hand, so he is naturally not afraid.

"But ......"

The old monk smiled bitterly, "The old man has something to do, and he wants to trouble the son......"

He arranged these arrangements in order to find an apprentice, and Feng Ziyue was destined to become his disciple, so he could only think of another way, "Today's son is here, and all these things left by the natural old man cannot be retained, and they can be used for the son, among which there are a number of Buddhist martial arts, and there is a treasure record of my blood god, which is a strange book in the world, although the prince is in a lofty realm, he can also open the book and skim it, or there is a reference to confirm it......"

Feng Ziyue nodded and listened quietly to the monk to continue.

"But this Blood God Treasure Record, I got it from a strange person, this person's inheritance has been extinct, the old man can't see the loss of the absolute learning, I want to ask the son after you get this Blood God Treasure Record, even if you don't practice, please help the old man find a successor......"

Feng Ziyue heard him say solemnly, but he still considered the issue of inheritance, and nodded with a smile, "This is natural, since the master asks for help, if you dare not do your best, you must find a character qualification for the master, they are all excellent heirs!"

The old monk was overjoyed, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then son, you can find a way to enter the inner layer by yourself, take back the dream stone, and when you need to practice swordsmanship, you can also come in and find the old monk......"

His face suddenly changed, "Childe, you have been delayed for a long time, and your companion actually wants to use evil magic to open the inner layer, but I am afraid that there will be some obstacles, go out quickly!"

The old monk stretched out his hand and pushed, but before Feng Ziyue could react, he only felt a huge force surging in his chest, and he was unsteady on his feet, and Tengteng took a few steps back, and he actually fell out of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion.

As soon as I landed, I smelled a violent smell of blood!