Fan Yu's eyes flashed, and he handed it out with a palm!

The brilliance flashed, the lotus blossom burst open, collided with the green eagle claw head-on, and the wind howled in the hall, like a knife cutting the face.

I saw that Fan Yu's robe was shaking, and his body was trembling constantly, obviously under the palm of the silver-haired old man, he had already shown a tendency to be overwhelmed, and he could be defeated and seriously injured at any time.

"This person does seem to have a bit of a doorway, but it's a pity that ......"

Before the words fell, Fan Yu snorted, and really took three steps back!

In the distance, Lan Xinmei's eyes widened, and her whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, with an incredible look on her face.

The silver-haired old man's face turned pale, and he also took three steps back!

Even the corners of his mouth are overflowing with blood!

At this moment, not only Lan Xin, but everyone held their breath, and their mouths grew huge.

Old Man Wei, who was in the early stage of the Juyuan Realm, actually fell into the hands of this sick man?

With one blow, Fan Yu no longer made a move.

With a flick of his sleeves, he said coldly: "Now, do I have this qualification?"

Quiescence.

The silver-haired old man's face was cloudy and changeable, and it took a long time before he suppressed the shock of qi and blood in his chest, as well as the horror in his heart.

He sighed and said, "Since Your Excellency is a fellow Daoist of the Gathering Source Realm, why don't you show your identity and deliberately suppress your cultivation, so you have to do this?"

The whole hall was in an uproar.

"It turns out that this person is also a senior of the Gathering Source Realm!"

"I said, how can someone rely on the cultivation of the Spiritual Light Realm to be with the little Grandmaster of the Gathering Source Realm. ”

"But this senior is really a weirdo, it's really funny!"

Everyone looked at Fan Yu's gaze, and they were immediately filled with awe.

Lan Xin was sincerely frightened in her heart, and she was already annoyed by the disgraceful words just now.

If you annoy an old monster in the Gathering Source Realm, don't say that she is just a little deacon, even if she is in charge, she will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to mean to embarrass her.

Fan Yu seemed to be smiling, and after glancing at the silver-haired old man meaningfully, he neither denied nor admitted his words.

As soon as he turned around, he was still the same sentence just now.

"I have limited time to lead the way. ”

The silver-haired old man clenched his fists slightly, and did not dare to slack off.

After this small episode, the atmosphere in the hall quickly returned to calm.

And Fan Yu was also surrounded by more than a dozen cardamom girls, and was respectfully invited into the top martial arts room, compared with the treatment just now, it was a world of difference.

In the martial arts room, Fan Yu held the token in his hand and opened the formation, and a blue light curtain fell from the sky, turning all eyes from all directions.

Then, he slowly came to the front of the Bronze Man of Trial.

Fan Yu patted the bronze man's cold face and said with a smile: "Before I practice these martial arts, I hope you can hold on to it, don't be directly beaten by me." ”

Almost at the same time.

In the depths of the Tianxuan Yanwu Palace, there was a dimly lit secret room with a very hidden location.

The silver-haired old man surnamed Wei, who had shot at Fan Yu before, stood with his hands in his hands, standing respectfully in front of a young man, constantly telling something.

The boy was thin and short, and his face was very young, and he looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

But his gaze was so old and deep that even the silver-haired old man was as immature as a child compared to him.

And the martial arts cultivation on the young man's body fluctuated, and he was not even below the silver-haired old man at all!

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you saying that this person is only a ninefold martial artist of the Spiritual Light Realm, but he can fight with you with one blow and gain the upper hand?"

"My lord, this matter is true!"

The silver-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Although the old slave just announced to the outside world that this person is also a little grandmaster of the Gathering Source Realm, but in that battle, I can clearly see that there is absolutely no sign of condensing the Source Seed in his body!"

The young man's pupils contracted, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "I'm afraid that even those Tianjiao in the four major sects can't do it, right?"

His eyes flashed, and he continued, "However, it's hard to say. If you sacrifice the Source Seed, what do you think of the victory?"

The silver-haired old man sighed: "The old slave thinks, I'm afraid that there will be more than one luck!"

"Although the old slave did not sacrifice the source seed as the last resort, for some reason, I always felt that this person should also have a lot of extremely terrifying killer features, which always gave me a feeling of horror. ”

"If I really want to use all my means to distinguish between life and death, I probably have an eighty percent chance that I will die in his hands!"

The silver-haired old man's words just now only made some waves in the young man's eyes.

But as soon as these words came out, the young man's face had completely changed.

"Can kill...... Little Grandmaster's Spiritual Light Realm Martial Artist?" he was shocked.

After a change in the young man's eyes, he said, "Could it be that this person is a super sect disciple who has come from other continents and traveled around?"

The silver-haired old man's heart sank, and he said, "Master, do you need an old slave...... Investigate the identity of this person?"

The young man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, don't act rashly and annoy the other party!"

He said heavily: "Since he acts like this, he must have his own reasons, since he just came to my Tianxuan Martial Arts Hall to test his martial arts, why should we ask for trouble?"

The silver-haired old man leaned over and said, "What does the lord mean?"

The young man sighed and said: "Let him go, as long as he doesn't dismantle our formation, even if it is a conflict with other martial artists, or even kills someone here, we will definitely not care!"

The silver-haired old man arched his hand and said, "Yes, the old slave understands!"

"Wait!"

The young man suddenly said: "Since this person is so weird, I am really a little scared, he really demolished us here!"

His face was calm, and his voice was as solemn as his face and mood.

"The martial arts room he is in has pushed the power of formation protection to the extreme!"

Hearing this, the silver-haired old man also had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly said yes, and walked out in a hurry.

At the other end, in the martial arts room.

Regarding the secret conversation between the silver-haired old man and the mysterious young man, Fan Yu naturally had no idea.

His eyes were slightly closed, immersed in the derivation and comprehension of martial arts.

After half a burnt of incense, he slowly opened his eyes.

Fan Yu muttered: "It's been tens of thousands of years, I hope my memory really hasn't gone wrong." ”

Before the words fell, a dark gray pillar of source light suddenly bloomed in Fan Yu's palm.

He carefully manipulated this source force, and under the control of his mind, it gradually escaped and flowed, floating like a cloud.

With the continuous infusion of source power, the volume of the gray cloud and mist was gradually expanding, and wisps of sword light were faintly visible, slowly condensing and forming from it.

As soon as this sword light came out, a violent sword aura immediately set off around him, and it was not controlled at all, jumping up and down indiscriminately.

If it weren't for the formation light curtain around it as a block, I'm afraid that this martial arts room would collapse on the spot.

This is exactly the martial art that Fan Yu is preparing to cultivate, the Imperial Cloud Sword Style!

Now, Fan Yu will soon be able to complete the Ten Realms of Spiritual Light, and stepping into the Gathering Source Realm is just around the corner, and he finally gradually feels that the martial arts he has mastered in his hands are somewhat insufficient.

The mountain cutting sword style, as a human-level martial art, has reached this point, and the power has begun to be insufficient.

Others, such as the Wave Flick Finger, Lotus Fan Shadow Palm, Mu Yu Sword, etc., although in the ground-level martial arts, the strength is really not too small.

However, this kind of martial art, which does not require deliberate cultivation and can be easily performed only by understanding and memorization, is too burdensome for the source force and mind to be used frequently.

As for the top-grade martial arts he used to kill the Wind Splitting Beast before, which can be called the earth-destroying earth-destroying martial arts, the thunder of heavy water, Fan Yu will never use it again.

——The chaotic source power cultivated by drinking the sun and swallowing the moon trick, although it has no attributes and can be transformed wantonly, it is still not as good as the pure thunder source power after all.

It's too hard to control to cast this top-level thunder technique.

This can be seen from the fact that Fan Yu threw out the thunder spear at that time, which almost destroyed one of his arms.

Therefore, it is imperative that Fan Yu practice some martial arts, which are not burdensome and can be used as a common means, but the power is satisfactory.

So here's the problem.

Generally speaking, this kind of martial arts needs to be used and displayed only after condensing the corresponding martial arts origin with a unique secret method, just like the cultivation exercises.

The so-called origin of martial arts is like a seed containing the power of martial arts.

Only after condensing this seed, can the master activate the power in the seed at any time and perform martial arts.

And the more advanced the martial arts, the more difficult it is to cultivate the origin of this martial arts.

Otherwise, Fan Yu had tens of thousands of martial arts in his mind, and if he took out a few of them, it would be enough for him to use them in the Cloud Sea Realm.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Fan Yu had already selected a few ground-level martial arts for himself in his mind, which were very suitable for cultivation right now-

Middle-grade martial arts in the ground level, Yuyun sword style.

Ground level mid-grade martial arts, Cangjiang Dragon Yin.

The ground level is a high-grade martial art, and the streamer is a feather step.

With Fan Yu's mastery and understanding of these martial arts, he was confident that he could practice them all in one night at most.

At this moment, as Fan Yu continued to manipulate the source force condensation according to the method in his memory, the surrounding clouds and mist became more and more dense.

A source power containing an astonishing sword intent began to gather in this cloud and mist.

Fan Yu held his breath and stared, and there were words in his mouth.

"The fog rises in the clouds, the fog condenses the sword shadow, the sword is like a rainbow, and the ...... in the heart is running"

After blurting out a mantra sprinkled with hundreds of words, there is a sword-shaped seed in the clouds, which is about to come out!

But at this moment—

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the sword shadow collapsed and exploded inexplicably!

An extremely terrifying storm of sword qi was formed, sweeping and cutting in all directions.

Fan Yu was shocked, and hurriedly urged the formation, condensing more than a dozen blue light curtains again, before he could suppress this storm.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed: "It's so dangerous, I know that the origin of this Cloud Sword-style martial art is impossible to cultivate successfully at one time!"

"Fortunately, this is in the martial arts room, otherwise this kind of origin explosion, if I come a few more times, I'm afraid that the entire Dao Fu Hall will be razed to the ground by me. ”

After slightly restraining his mind, Fan Yu's arm was raised, and the source power gushed out, and he once again tried to condense the origin of martial arts according to the cultivation method of the Yuyun Sword style in his memory.

The second time, failed.

The third time, failed.

The fourth and fifth times, still failed.

One after another, the sword-shaped martial arts origins exploded one after another in the martial arts room, and if the power could be accumulated and stacked, it would be a small grandmaster of the Gathering Source Realm, and he would definitely collapse on the spot and die violently.

However, the formation of Tianxuan's martial arts hall is worthy of twelve third-grade rune masters, and the destruction caused by Fan Yu is still completely carried down by the twelve third-grade rune masters, and they are all laid down with countless high-level rune seals.

And after being shrouded by the light curtain of the rune array, Fan Yu's mind was also affected, becoming more and more condensed, and his control of the source force was also more accurate than usual.

In this way, the money is well spent.

In the blink of an eye, Fan Yu failed another twenty times, and in addition to a slight swelling pain in his mind, almost half of the source power in the Xuan Vein was consumed.

But Fan Yu still didn't have any frustration on his face.

The eyes are clear, resolute and bright.

He knew very well that if he tried by someone else, without failing thousands of eight hundred times, and ending up with a meridian injury and bruises all over his body, it would be impossible to successfully condense the origin of this martial art.