Under such a chaotic battlefield, there was such a small area that was like a pure land.
It was extremely strange.
It was just that Yue Buqun did not have time to think carefully, the short confrontation above his head had already ended.
Weng!
A clear sword cry sounded, and the two figures retreated.
In the span of a breath, it seemed like only a moment to outsiders, but between the two of them, there were more than a hundred moves exchanged.
Feng Qingyang's breathing was slightly heavy. The white robe on his body was no longer neat and tidy. There was a lot of dust and damage.
Lin Yuantu's face turned pale and he frowned. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the confrontation just now…he was at a disadvantage.
Even though he had comprehended the sword intent of the Transcendent Flying Immortal, it was not enough to make up for the gap between the Half-Zongshi realm and the Great Zongshi realm.
How would he know that Feng Qingyang was even more shocked?
He was very clear about the change in strength from Half-Zongshi to Zongshi realm. It could be described as earth-shattering.
Moreover, he was using the Sword-breaking Form, which was specialized in breaking the world's sword techniques!
Under such circumstances, he actually used a hundred moves to defeat Lin Yuantu!
There was only one reason for this, and that was that Lin Yuantu's Transcendent Flying Immortal Sword Intent was the most complete Transcendent Flying Immortal Sword Intent inheritance.
It was the strongest sword that Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng had comprehended when he was only one step away from the Land Immortal Realm.
Everyone said that when Ye Gucheng fought with Ximen Chuixue, the last move he used was the Transcendent Flying Immortal. He had already one foot on the threshold of the Divine Immortal Realm.
The inheritance he had was from the famous Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai.
However, it was only incomplete. The sword intent and sword path in it mostly came from his own comprehension.
As a result, he had no advantage over Lin Yuantu's sword.
He could only rely on his cultivation to resist!
……
Yue Buqun and the rest who were watching from the sidelines were overjoyed when they saw Lin Yuantu spitting out blood.
"Senior's divine skills are peerless!”
Yue Buqun's expression changed again and again, he laughed dryly and walked in front of Feng Qingyang, he cupped his hands and said: "Martial Uncle Feng, it's all thanks to your timely intervention this time to turn the tide…"
Feng Qingyang glanced at him coldly and snorted without answering.
It was obvious that he did not like Yue Buqun, and was very disdainful of his hypocritical actions.
Yue Buqun was instantly incomparably embarrassed, but he had always been shameless, so he didn't mind.
Feng Qingyang walked to the front of Zhu Hao's carriage and said in a deep voice,""Are you going to come out yourself, or should I drag you out?”
A lazy voice came from inside the car,""What, does Elder Feng think that victory is in his grasp?”
Hearing that, Feng Qingyang said matter-of-factly,""Your strongest fighter has been defeated. If you still have any tricks up your sleeve, just take them out!”
Although he had never heard of the Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty, he roughly knew how old Emperor Ming's sons were.
The oldest, the Crown Prince, was not even thirty years old. This Ninth Prince…was only about twenty years old.
Feng Qingyang really could not think of what he needed to be afraid of at such a young age.
Lin Yuantu heard Feng Qingyang's words and walked to Zhu Hao's carriage with a face full of shame. He cupped his hands and said,""This subordinate is incompetent and has embarrassed the prince!”
"He has just entered the Great Grandmaster Realm and his cultivation has not yet stabilized. The gap between the two of you is not unattainable!" Zhu Hao said calmly. If you can thoroughly study the Transcendent Flying Immortal, it won't be difficult to defeat him!”
Lin Yuantu lowered his head and said,""Your Highness is right. I will definitely work harder in my cultivation in the future and not let down your heavenly grace!”
Listening to their conversation, Feng Qingyang felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Why did the young man in the carriage seem to be guiding Lin Yuantu in his cultivation?
Looking at Lin Yuantu's respectful expression, it didn't seem like he was fawning over him. Instead, it seemed like he was sincerely listening to his teachings.
An uneasy feeling emerged in Feng Qingyang's mind.
Things would change if he delayed!
Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes and decided to attack immediately.
The tip of his toes lightly tapped on the ground, and his figure swiftly rushed out like the wind. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhu Hao's carriage.
With a shake of his arm, the longsword hummed and stabbed straight into the carriage.
The strange thing was that the guards around did not stop Feng Qingyang for a moment. Moreover, their gazes did not change at all, as if they did not care about Feng Qingyang's actions at all.
Feng Qingyang felt that it was strange, but his hands moved faster and faster.
Just as the sword was about to pierce through the curtain, something unexpected happened!
Weng!
A transparent light screen had appeared outside the curtain of the sedan, firmly blocking Feng Qingyang's sword like an iron wall.
"What?" Feng Qingyang's expression changed.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, a strong wind whistled, blowing the thin curtain of the sedan, revealing a young figure sitting inside.
Everyone could only vaguely see half of his face.
However, he couldn't help but suffocate!
How could there be such an elegant young master in this world?
Feng Qingyang was also stunned for a while, but in the next moment, his eyes were filled with fear.
He watched helplessly as the youth in front of him casually raised two fingers.
He pointed in his direction!
Boom!
At this moment, Feng Qingyang felt as if he had fallen into hell.
His ears were ringing non-stop, and his entire body was enveloped by a bone-piercing chill. It was as if even his soul was frozen.
It was only at this moment that Feng Qingyang vaguely realized that the legendary Cold Light Sword was not just a legend.
There really was such a sword intent in the world that was bone-chilling even before it was revealed.
It made people unable to raise any thoughts of resistance.
His soul seemed to be bound by dark and cold chains, constantly dragging him toward the abyss.
The world in front of him turned into a barren land without any light.
There was no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, and there was no life on the ground.
Time seemed to have lost its concept. A single thought was eternity.
Suddenly, a bright silver light appeared in his line of sight.
It suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire world. It became more and more dazzling, tearing apart the endless darkness.
He arrived in front of him!
It was only at this moment that he realized that the sword had already arrived!
The sword in his hand had already shattered. The broken broken blade pierced into his body, but he seemed to have lost even the feeling of pain.
He felt his body fly out uncontrollably and fall to the ground, unable to get up again.
He saw a group of people surrounding him. Their mouths opened and closed, and their expressions were filled with panic and fear, but he could not hear what they were saying.
The sun in the sky was so hot, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't warm up.
In a trance, he saw a peerless youth slowly approach and look down at him.
With just one glance, it shattered all the persistence and pride in Feng Qingyang's heart.
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