"Transformation" Just when he was less than ten feet away from the stone wall, Yunfeng suddenly let out a loud roar, and instantly transformed into four clones.
The four clones and Yunfeng's original body were seen rushing towards the stone wall at a very fast speed.
Just when Yunfeng's five clones and the main body were about to hit the stone wall.
I saw the five figures joining together instantly, and Yunfeng's feet stepped heavily on the stone wall.
A small muffled sound of "boom" came from the stone wall, and dozens of cracks nearly ten feet long appeared on the ground where Yunfeng's feet stepped.
Taking advantage of the counter-thrust force of the stone wall, Yunfeng twisted his body hard, and his back was "attached" heavily to the stone wall.
The back was hit hard, making Yunfeng's eyes flash with stars, and his whole body became weak.
One hundred and twenty-eight ruthless hurricanes in the form of Qian, Kun, life, death, water, fire, Kan, and Gen are twisting each other, mixed with countless gravel, filling every corner of the cave, giving people a sense of drowsiness.
The illusion of the end of the world.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang" Yunfeng was blown by the hurricane and hung on the stone wall.
He waved the giant dragon sword in his hand at high speed to block the huge rocks, broken wood and gravel that came from all around.
His body was hung on the stone wall, facing the hurricane wind and the sword swinging.
It felt that it was several times more difficult than standing on the floor and swinging the sword out of thin air.
The extremely fast hurricane also restrained the Yunfeng sword technique to the maximum extent.
Time passed minute by minute as Yunfeng swung his long sword, and Yunfeng hanging on the stone wall felt that the time in the cave seemed to have solidified, and even a second seemed to pass so long. .
Yunfeng gradually felt that his body was beginning to become a little numb, and the extremely pure and domineering Fire Sword Energy in his body had gradually begun to become discontinuous.
"Keep on Yunfeng, you can do it, you must keep on."
Yunfeng encouraged himself over and over again, cheering himself up over and over again.
He firmly believed that he would be able to get through, but the rapid loss of sword energy in his body made Yunfeng Mentally and physically exhausted.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and survives all hardships.
Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thinking and action Consciousness is also like this.
The relics are empty and empty: neither born nor destroyed, neither stained nor pure, nor increased nor increased.
Less.
That’s why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind.”
Just when Yunfeng was about to lose his strength, suddenly, there were sounds of chanting scriptures outside the cave.
When it reached Yunfeng's ears, it was like a clear spring injecting new power into Yunfeng's body.
Yunfeng felt his spirit perked up, and he quickly struck out with the giant dragon sword in his hand again.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang," a chaotic sound of collisions sounded in the cave.
Huge stones, gravel, and broken wood fell from the air.
The terror produced by the "Double-shaped Celestial Array" was incomparable.
Countless hurricanes disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Yunfeng's nerves, which had been tense for nearly eight hours, suddenly relaxed, and suddenly his vision went dark.
His body fell straight down, just as Yunfeng's body was about to hit the messy piles under the stone wall.
When the stone was hard, a light yellow figure appeared next to Yunfeng like a ghost.
He reached out with his right hand, grabbed Yunfeng tightly in his hand, stepped hard on the stone wall with both feet, and disappeared into the "Wuji Cave" in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle Master, are you sure this can bring out Feng'er's maximum limit?
I'm really worried that if he can't hold on in Wuji Cave, it will be dangerous."
Looking at Yun who was lying on the ground and breathing a little disorderly Feng, Wuchen said worriedly.
"I think you are confused because you are concerned.
Didn't you say that he has been practicing holy-level exercises since he was a child?
He also has extremely domineering fire attribute xg sword element energy protection in his body.
As long as he can persevere in the Wuji Cave, he will achieve absolute success in the future.
Will be above you and me.
The hurricane in this "Wuji Cave" has unpredictable power.
If Yunfeng can practice palm skills and sword skills in this cave for a long time, when he gets used to the hurricane in the cave, he can stand as steady as a rock.
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I don’t think I need to tell you how far his martial arts will be improved when he is in the heart, and you should be very clear about the benefits of this.
You yourself are the best example.
"Xuwu said lightly.
He and Wuchen had been practicing in the Wuji Cave for five years, and these five years were also the five years when the two of them made the most progress.
It can be said that they have traveled a thousand miles in a day.
"I understand, thanks to Uncle Master for reminding me," Wuchen nodded and said seriously.
"Well, let's put him into the Wuji Cave.
With the pure energy you injected into him just now, I think he will wake up soon."
Xuwu looked at Yunfeng lying on the ground and said.
"Okay" Wuchen responded, and in a flash he brought Yunfeng to Wuji Cave.
Wuchen gently placed Yunfeng on a huge boulder in the corner of the mountain wall.
Looking at the unconscious Yunfeng, Wuchen said softly: "Feng'er, you must persevere.
When you can easily deal with the fierce hurricane in the Wuji Cave in the future, you will have enough power even if you don't become the Sword Master."
Compete with the high-level sword masters in terms of ability, I hope you will do well."
A moment after Wuchen left, Yunfeng woke up faintly, but immediately closed his eyes again, running the four-in-one magical power in his body at a very fast speed.
Yunfeng found that there was no trace of discomfort in his body.
"Go or stay?"
Yunfeng sat up and muttered to himself.
The terrifying double-shaped celestial formation in the Wuji Cave made Yunfeng feel chilled.
But Yunfeng was reluctant to leave.
After struggling in the Wuji Formation, Yunfeng became more familiar with the three moves of the Thirteen Heavenly Techniques he had learned: "Raging Waves", "Thousands of Waves Overlapping the Sea", and "Sea-Burning Meteor".
Sword moves have begun to gain a new understanding, and he believes that as long as he stays here for more time, he will be able to understand them.
This "Wuji Cave" is like a supreme master with superior strength, fighting with him mercilessly, so Yunfeng must use all his strength to deal with it.
Such hard training has no effect on Yunfeng's martial arts. , Yunfeng is very clear in his heart about the benefits of improving his skills.
Yunfeng walked slowly to the center of the Wuji Cave and sat down, waiting for the next opening of the double-shaped celestial formation.
He saw him making a cultivation mudra in a smooth motion, and slowly closed his eyes.
He still decided to stay.
Yunfeng was really reluctant to leave such a suitable place for his cultivation.
He was also unwilling to leave.
I wonder where he could find a second cultivation place like this.
In the secret room in the city lord's palace of "Xuelan City" hundreds of miles away from Fenlin Temple, Luo Yan once again ran the technique at a high speed, forcing the last trace of the fire attribute sword energy that had invaded the body out of the body.
Last time at Fenlin Temple, if the Ninth Prince hadn't taken action in time, Luo Yan couldn't believe what would have happened if he was hit by Yunfeng's "Wrathful God Slash".
"Are you okay?"
The Ninth Prince looked at Luo Yan and asked calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the rescue.
Luo Yan is very excited."
Luo Yan stood up and bowed to the Ninth Prince.
The gratitude and respect in his words were self-evident.
"No gift," the Ninth Prince said calmly.
"Luo Yan can't even defeat a lay disciple in Fenlin Temple.
He has failed the prince's high expectations and has no face to stay with the prince any longer.
Luo Yan hereby bids farewell to the prince."
Luo Yan said sadly, slowly He lowered his proud head.
For a long time, Luo Yan thought that his martial arts skills had completely surpassed those of his peers in the mainland, and this was the only thing Luo Yan could be proud of.
However, Liang Xiaogang, a lay disciple of Fenlin Temple, was merciless. , shattering his remaining pride and confidence into pieces.
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Luo Yan knew that he had left a knot in his heart, and it would be extremely difficult to break through again in the future.
There were so many masters around the Ninth Prince, and he didn't want to be ridiculed, and he didn't want to lose even the last bit of dignity.
"Hahahahahahaha, Luo Yan, Luo Yan, it's a waste of your abilities, it's a waste of the fact that this king values you so much, but I didn't expect you to be unable to withstand such a small blow.
You really let me down.
Since If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but I have a piece of news to tell you.
The person who defeated you was not some lay disciple of Fenlin Temple, but "Cold-Faced Demon God Yunfeng", one of your equally famous Five Young Masters in Mainland China.
There is nothing worthy of shame in his hands I believe that with your talent, as long as you can learn from this lesson and experience, your cultivation will reach a higher level."
The Ninth Prince said with a sneer, an unpredictable coldness flashing in his eyes.
The Ninth Prince felt the shame of Luo Yan's death.
Decades ago, he was defeated by Wuchen's palm in the same way.
Even now, the mark of that day still remains in his heart, which may last his whole life.
It is also difficult to erase it.
"Yunfeng is the young genius of the Yanzi Clan, the cold-faced devil Yunfeng."
Luo Yan said in surprise.
He had always wanted to find other people among the five geniuses in the mainland to compete with each other, but he never thought of it. , he had already been defeated by Yunfeng.
"That's right, even though he wears a large cloak, his unique dragon sword cannot be imitated by anyone."
The Ninth Prince said lightly, feeling in his heart the clean things that Yun Feng used that day.
The neat, cold and domineering moves are also very admirable.
"It turns out that he is Yunfeng.
The rumors in mainland China are indeed true.
This person's martial arts and body skills are really amazing.
One day, I will let Yunfeng, the undefeated myth, be defeated miserably by my "Qilin Blood Sword" ."
Luo Yan gently touched the "Qilin Sword" on his waist with his left hand and said coldly.
"Good Luo Yan, what I want is your words.
As long as you have this kind of confidence and motivation, I will definitely give you the strength to fight Yunfeng."
The Ninth Prince patted Luo Yan gently. shoulder, nodded and said with a smile.
"Luo Yan will never let down the prince's high expectations," Luo Yan said with firm eyes and cold eyes.
"That's good.
As long as you are willing, it is not in vain that I value you so much."
The Ninth Prince said seriously.
"Your Majesty, Luo Yan wants to visit the Jichen Empire.
Please allow me, Your Majesty," Luo Yan said.
"Go find your brother," the Ninth Prince said calmly.
"Yes, I believe that my little brother must have suffered a lot in the past few years, so Luo Yan wants to bring him to the Shenlong Empire and take good care of him to comfort his parents' spirits in heaven."
Luo Yan said lightly with red eyes.
"Well, it's time for you to go out and make a living.
I believe you won't let me down."
The Ninth Prince sighed after being reborn, and casually took out a stack of gold tickets from the space ring and placed it on the table.
After taking a look at Luo Yan, he turned around and left the secret room.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Luo Yan bowed deeply and bowed deeply towards the back of the Ninth Prince.
The next day, at dawn, a black figure jumped out from the palace of the city lord of "Xuelan City".
This body method was so fast that it disappeared between the gray sky and earth in a moment
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