[Chapter 1115 One Hundred and Eight Thousand Zhang, Piercing the Blue Sky Sword!]

The matter of the Vermilion Bird Academy is over, Feng Ziyue and the sword idiot who has just come out of the customs will go to the Ancient Eagle Mountain together.

Since the year-end big competition, the sword idiot has been in retreat, until he heard that the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint was challenged, he couldn't hold back his excitement to get out of the customs, and he knew all kinds of stories, and he was even more amazed, scratching his ears and cheeks, and only hated that he had not participated.

"Why is this mountain so weird?"

Far away from the Ancient Eagle Mountain, the sword idiot couldn't help but exclaim.

Although Feng Ziyue had expected it, he hadn't seen it for a few days, and he didn't know that this Ancient Eagle Mountain had changed like this!

Sword!

This is no longer a mountain.

- but a sword!

The whole mountain is a sword.

Originally, this mountain was very long and narrow, reaching straight into the sky, covered with ice and snow, reflecting the cold light, but now, this mountain has completely become the shape of a broadsword, the blade of the sword is frosty, the tip of the sword is inserted into the clouds, there are 108,000 zhang high, piercing the blue sky!

Walking closer, Feng Ziyue and the sword idiot couldn't help but gasp.

On the top of the mountain, a vague white-clothed figure stood proudly, and his clothes were flying, just like the posture of an immortal, and he had already gained the edge of a sword.

"This person ...... This person ......"

The sword idiot can be regarded as well-informed, but he also muttered in his mouth, and he was almost speechless for a while.

The realm of kendo is the greatest and the highest.

This mountain turned into a sword shape, not because someone did it intentionally, but because Fei Hongqi Su stood at the top of the mountain, gathered sword qi, and pulled the change of the entire mountain shape.

It is precisely because of her strong sword intent that she can turn everything around her body into sword nature, and as long as she steps into her body, she can feel the influence of this sword intent.

In her space, everything will become her sword, the source of her power.

"In ten days, she has been able to turn everything within the range of this Ancient Eagle Mountain into her sword, and her strength and momentum will be raised to the highest level. ”

"The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint wants to break this person, but I'm afraid it's ......"

The sword idiot's vision is sharp, although he has not been able to reach the realm of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint and the Flying Red Ruler, but he can have a deep understanding of the way of the sword.

Feng Ziyue frowned slightly, shook his head, and did not speak.

The momentum of Fei Hongqi Su is indeed rising, but this is still limited after all.

No matter how high the mountain is, no matter how long the sword, there is still a limit after all.

At this time, the Vermilion Bird Sword Master had not yet appeared.

Because it hasn't appeared yet, although it can't cause any movement, it's even more unfathomable.

The mountain of finiteness, facing the sea of infinity -

β€”β€”When the edge is exhausted, it is the time to divide life and death!

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"Teacher, the tenth day is approaching, when will we leave?"

The two boys, Blue Crane and Red Crane, knelt on the ground and asked the Master.

"There's no hurry. ”

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he raised his head, letting the warm sunlight shine on his face, and his white hair was flying, and the wisps were extremely clear.

The expression on his face was calm, and he didn't see at all that a big war was coming.

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The momentum of Fei Hongqi is still rising.

The Ancient Eagle Mountain under her feet is also under the traction of this force, constantly becoming more narrow and long, and constantly rising.

The soil and rocks are loose, the sediment is falling, and the grass and trees are broken.

At this time, a group of masters had already gathered in the vicinity, and the masters from the Suzaku Seven Nights, and even outside the Seven Nights, were still coming.

No one wants to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime war.

However, for them, it is more concerned about this issue.

"Who is the person who challenged the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint?"

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint has been proud of the Seven Nights for 10,000 years, and although he has not made a move for a long time, his prestige has not dropped in the slightest.

Recently, he used a small worship box to force back the four star-level masters of the Mitian Star Domain, which made people see the tip of the iceberg of his current martial arts realm.

originally thought that his appearance this time would be enough to keep his prestige for another thousand years.

But what I didn't expect was that in just a few days, a challenger appeared - and more importantly, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint actually responded to the battle!

In other words, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint regarded this person as his evenly matched opponent.

Therefore, although the battle between the two has not yet begun, they want to see who this challenger who does not know the height of the sky and is able to obtain the blue eyes of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint.

Now seeing the changes in the ancient eagle mountain, most people are dumbfounded and can hardly close their mouths.

Kendo realm, how can it reach such a point?

Everything in heaven and earth can be a sword.

Anyone who learns swords has heard this sentence, but what can really do it to this point is unheard of.

"This man can really be the opponent of the Juggernaut......"

In the bottom of everyone's hearts, such thoughts are secretly surging.

Only the Grand Priest of the Moon Lord Temple frowned, this old man, hidden behind the dark curtain, watching the situation on the top of the Ancient Eagle Mountain from afar.

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion...... Hmph, I can't imagine that the dignified Vermilion Bird Sword Saint still needs to play such a trick, this son is just so ......"

He shook his head, his gaze catching up with Feng Ziyue's back again, as if he had lost most of his interest in this upcoming fierce battle.

Ten days have come.

The sun rises from the valley and spreads its golden glow all over the world, and every grass and tree is clearly visible.

When the daylight reached the most blazing noon, the shadow of the ancient eagle mountain, which was more than 100,000 zhang high, had also become only a short section, and at this time, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint had not yet appeared.

"Could it be that the Sword Saint is not coming?"

"No, I said ten days, but I didn't say that it was early or late, as long as I can get here today, the Sword Master is not considered a missed appointment......

"This woman is waiting here, if her momentum is discharged, I am afraid that she will be at a disadvantage!"

"Martial arts have reached this point, and if you are calm and relaxed, it shouldn't have any effect. ”

The crowd was disturbed, and the shadow of the Eagle Mountain was getting longer and longer, and the sun was moving more and more slowly, but it finally set to the west.

Twilight is coming.

Fei Hongqi Su was still standing quietly on the top of the mountain, his clothes were flying, his face did not change at all, his eyes were slightly closed, and he did not move.

On the contrary, the crowd of onlookers waited anxiously, and the voices of discussion became louder and louder.

"Why don't you come ......?"

Someone muttered in a low voice, and at this time, the sun fell on the horizon, slightly raised, shooting out the last afterglow.

Right now!

I saw that in the golden light of the western sunset, a clear whistle came, and a black shadow flew in the golden light, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The sword qi was mighty, and with the last afterglow of the setting sun, the entire west side was dyed bright red!

Killing sword qi, rushing to the face!

"The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint is here!"

The crowd exclaimed, Fei Hongqisu's body trembled slightly, his eyes opened, his eyes were shining, with hatred and expectation, looking at the flying black shadow-

- That dazzling sword light!