The crowd was in an uproar!

The battle between Feng Ziyue and the Sword Saint has just ended, and most people's minds are still immersed in the aftertaste of that earth-shattering battle, who knows that it was just a moment, and another master wanted to assassinate Feng Ziyue!

"Who?"

"What a big bold!"

"When we have no one in the Seven Nights of Suzaku, we dare to take the opportunity to assassinate a despicable villain!"

For a while, many people began to shout indiscriminately - the Sword Saint is dead, and now the peak of the Suzaku Seven Nights is Feng Ziyue, and a few roars can be regarded as a kind of sycophancy.

But many more remained silent.

Xuan Zhenzi's momentum is extraordinary, although it was a secret assassination, but the high level of martial arts is beyond the imagination of most people, at least when facing Feng Ziyue, he did not suffer a loss in the face, and he was faintly quite confident. How can they afford to provoke such a person?

And the very few people who have heard of the Tianyuan Gate have all changed color.

"Tianyuan Gate, Tianyuan Impermanence?"

Yilan Nishang trembled all over, looking at Feng Ziyue's back in disbelief.

"Heavenly Abyss Impermanence?Is it the top three masters of the Northern Star River?" Nie Yuncong shook his whole body and clenched his fists.

"This kid is really a troublemaker, why did he even get into trouble with the people of Tianyuan Sect?"

Even the Great Priest frowned, "Xuan Zhenzi seems to be the great disciple of Tianyuan Impermanence, Tianyuan Impermanence heard that he has been in retreat for a long time, this big disciple is in charge of Tianyuan Gate, he personally took action, what did Feng Ziyue do to offend Tianyuan Gate so ruthlessly?"

Even if it was a great shepherd's sacrifice, it was impossible to guess that Feng Ziyue actually killed Tianyuan Impermanence's most beloved only son, and even cut three of the four disciples of Tianyuan like chopping melons and vegetables-but Xuan Zhenzi's action also meant that the hatred between Feng Ziyue and Tianyuan Sect could not be resolved at all.

"It's fine. Anyway, in the Sword Villa, there will always be an abyss of impermanence. If this kid doesn't have a little courage, how can he have a chance to get the Sword of Conscience...... As long as he can not die, he will become a ......"

The Great Shepherd Priest gritted his teeth, put his hands together, and between his palms, a bright and shiny thing was forming again.

"Gen Zhenzi?"

Feng Ziyue nodded slightly, "It must be the head of the four disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, I have been waiting for you for more than a year, but I didn't expect it to appear at this time, the people in the Tianyuan Sect will really wait for the opportunity." ”

Heavenly Abyss Swordsmanship. It was originally a kind of mysterious assassination sword. For them, the so-called dignity of the warrior is not so important.

- The only thing you want is to defeat the enemy!

This point had already been realized when Feng Ziyue met Xiao Xiao Yiming, and Yue Lan Rushuang sneered at this practice.

Xuan Zhenzi's old face flushed slightly. Sneered.

"In the world, the winner is king, the loser is the villain, and when the opponent is the weakest, this is the true meaning of martial arts......"

In the crowd, there was laughter.

"What's that?"

"What a cheeky one!"

The martial arts concept of Tianyuanmen is different from most people, and in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, it is a competition. It is a battle between the strong, even if it is impossible to be completely fair, at least it must be upright, this kind of sneak attack and assassination is really a means of inferiority.

Even in the core of the Northern Galaxy, most people were intimidated by the impermanent majesty of the Heavenly Abyss. But it is inevitable that some people will express their disdain for the Tianyuan Sect, the Vermilion Bird Qisu is in a remote corner, and there are many people who don't know the impermanence and majesty of the Tianyuan, and this ridicule is even more violent.

Xuan Zhenzi was also used to seeing such a scene, his face sank, and his eyes swept over everyone coldly.

The group of people who opened their mouths to laugh suddenly felt cold, as if a cold snake was crawling over their bodies, and they only felt the unspeakable fear in their hearts, their faces were pale, and they were speechless for a while!

The Great Disciple of Tianyuan is by no means an idle person, and everywhere the power reaches, everyone is silent.

Feng Ziyue smiled lightly, "If the Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, Mr. Xuan Zhenzi, I killed your four junior brothers, since you are here to take revenge, you don't need so much nonsense, how about letting me see the true meaning of the Tianyuan Sword Technique?"

He waved his sword nonchalantly, as if after a battle with the Sword Master, he was still brave!

Yue Lan Rushuang said that Xuan Zhenzi is the person with the highest martial arts among the four disciples, and only his martial arts have entered the house, and when he reaches the peak of Jutian, he returns to the basics.

If Tianyuan Impermanence takes the last step and inherits the Tianyuan Sect, there is no doubt that it will be this great disciple.

This person's swordsmanship has been passed on to the fullest, and the sword intent is full of flux, and he has obtained the fundamental essence of the Tianyuan swordsmanship.

Feng Ziyue was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and he was fearless!

Xuan Zhenzi's gaze stayed coldly on Feng Ziyue's body, and her pupils slowly contracted.

Under the traction and lock of his murderous qi machine, Feng Ziyue was not abnormal at all-impossible! He had just fought with the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, although it was a sword killing saint, on the surface, it looked easy, but the spirit and spirit consumed were by no means idle, and in the short term, the strength should be at least fifty percent discounted.

In such a situation, Xuan Zhenzi was bound to win, so he sneaked a sword and stepped forward!

Just now, although Feng Ziyue seemed to dissolve it lightly, in the eyes of the master, he knew that he Xuan Zhenzi had the upper hand, and he was even more sure in his heart.

But Feng Ziyue's momentum at this time seemed to have increased by three points, and he even looked like he was fighting against him, Xuan Zhenzi couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring in his heart.

How can it be?

In the midst of such a defeat, can he still have the strength to fight back?

In Xuan Zhenzi's mind, Master's impermanence of the heavens suddenly sounded.

“...... If you see someone who is still brave in the midst of defeat and can still improve his strength, then you must be careful......"

The tone of the heavenly impermanence was gloomy, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness.

"This kind of person, you can't give them any chance, you must kill them with a thunderous force at the beginning, and don't do anything stupid to preserve your strength. ”

"Just give them time and they will grow into a huge nuisance. ”

"One sword, one sword with all your strength!"

Xuan Zhenzi's body shook slightly, his right hand held the sword tighter, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were rising.

The Taoist robe on his body suddenly became windless, and his clothes flew and made a whistling sound.

All in one!

Xuan Zhenzi knows very well that their sword path itself is condensed between one move, and a supreme martial art that separates life and death from face to face should be a missed blow and thousands of miles away.

And thinking of his master's teachings, he was even more desperate to go all out at this time.

His gaze was tightly locked on Feng Ziyue, and Feng Ziyue's face also showed a serious look, swallowing his breath, and the innate divine sword in his hand was held high, facing Xuan Zhenzi who was ready to attack, as serious as when facing the Sword Saint!

In a sword, there will be life and death!