He threw out the long sword in his hand, and the swirling sword qi in the sky froze. He smiled and looked at Wind Feather, it was time to finish.

At this time, the Guangyun Sword actually took the initiative to approach Feng Yu, and in just an instant, the distance between them was only seven or eight zhang.

Feng Yu concentrated, there was definitely something wrong with this. It was impossible for the Guangyun Sword to take the initiative to send him to death, he stared at the Guangyun Sword, paying attention to his actions.

A kind of "momentum" emanated from the body of the Guangyun Sword, and all the swords let out a soft sound. The Guangyun Sword was covered in golden light, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and he drank contemptuously to Feng Yu, "Heaven and earth, all things, between a thought, between a sword!"

Heaven and earth seem to belong to the world of swords, ruled by swords. Every grass, tree, and sand can be turned into a flying sword, and all of them can be driven to kill the enemy.

An elder figure exclaimed, "This is the Dao Phase Domain Field of the legendary Yunlan seniors!

Another old cultivator, "Ten thousand years ago, a sword came out between them, imprisoning the opponent in the Dao Xiang Domain, and was attacked by ten thousand swords, and no one could stop it. The Guangyun Sword has a great creation! Feng Yu's kid can't escape today. "Throughout the ages, how many people have cultivated the Dao Phase? How many people have survived and become famous?

The Guangyun Sword turned into a golden flying sword and stabbed towards the Wind Feather, and all the surrounding objects turned into flying swords, following the Light Cloud Sword to stab towards the Wind Feather. There are swords in heaven and on earth!

No one noticed that a strand of blue hair on the back of Feng Yu's head shone brightly.

Feng Yu was still thinking, this is the power of the legendary Dao Xiang Domain Field, how can it not affect him at all, he glanced at the space around him.

He could feel a secret power infiltrating his surroundings, but everything that was infiltrated by that secret power turned into flying swords and slashed at him.

Seeing that Feng Yu was motionless, Guangyun Sword thought that he was controlled by his Dao Phase Domain Field. He rushed over very wildly and stabbed at Feng Yu's heart.

The breath of the wind flowed, and a lilac storm erupted centered on the wind plume. This is a powerful physical art, which is very suitable for a martial artist like Feng Yu.

With the powerful agitation of the Wind Spirit Dance, the Dao Phase Domain Field of the Light Cloud Sword instantly collapsed! The Light Cloud Sword looked at the Wind Feather in disbelief, ignoring the Dao Phase Domain Field, which was something that had never been done before.

At the same time, a rune that had been forgotten by Wind Feather for a long time was branded in the void. This is the rune that Feng Yu obtained in the ancient ruins, which is a kind of Taoist art left by the martial arts.

That kind of rune emitted a golden light in the void and burned on the body of the Guangyun Sword, and the Dao power in the body of the Guangyun Sword was instantly imprisoned. You know, these runes have sealed that reckless bull demon for nearly a million years!

Powerful. He looked at Wind Feather in horror, and a fear of death hit him.

He knew that Feng Yu not only ignored the Dao Domain Field, but also sealed himself with a strange Dao technique. Feng Yu rushed over without hesitation.

The Dance of the Wind Spirit is a leg technique, accompanied by a powerful storm, the wind feather kicked in the chest of the Guangyun Sword, the wind howled, and the dantian of the Guangyun Sword exploded.

He flew like a kite with a broken string to the group of monks watching the battle. Feng Yu unraveled his Thousand Illusions and looked at everyone with his true face.

The group of monks were about to shatter their eyes, and they knew that Wind Feather would dance with wind spirits. But what was incomprehensible to them was that Feng Yu had just come and gone freely in the Dao Phase Domain Field of the Light Cloud Sword.

They could tell that Wind Feather was completely unaffected by the Dao Phase Domain Field. It's a great miracle!

Ignoring the Dao Phase Domain Field, he killed the Light Cloud Sword strongly. After today, Feng Yu's name will inevitably resound throughout the Little Eastern Continent.

Wind Feather's eyes flickered with coldness, and he glanced at the group of monks, the aftermath of the Wind Spirit Dance dissipated, and his robes danced with the wind. Like a king who looks down on the world, he exudes an invincible might.

The monks felt cold in their hearts, avoiding the gaze of Feng Yu. Feng Yu turned into a swimming dragon and left this place of right and wrong.

After a long time, an old cultivator reacted, "Could it be that it was Feng Yu who survived the immeasurable thunder tribulation last night?"

"Very likely! His physical body has already gone beyond the Dust Realm, and it is very likely that it is the result of the immeasurable thunder tribulation. ”

Feng Yu slashed outside the Ten Thousand Tombs Park and the Guangyun Sword spread through Dongqin City like a gust of wind. Mitsuhiro was furious and dispatched an army to hunt down Feng Yu in an all-round way. Now he has been carried away by hatred, completely ignoring important matters such as the defense of Dongqin City.

In a forest, a man with a broken knife in his hand stood on a giant tiger and rushed forward.

Some of the trees and boulders that stood in his way were split by him with his sword. Leaving behind him were only heavy circles of dust.

"That man is so violent!" said a monk.

A middle-aged monk next to him explained, "Judging by the way he looks, he must be in a hurry. ”

A young monk used his Dao power to shake the dust away, and he scolded, "I'm in a hurry to go home and dig a grave! It's all ruined by this guy. The next time they see him, they will cripple him. ”

The middle-aged monk smiled, "Wan Li, judging from the fluctuation of his Dao power, he should be a master in the middle stage of Lingcheng." You can indeed try it. ”

Zheng Wanli pouted, "Master, you're talking around the bush again." Don't you just want me to cultivate hard, but now I'm also a master in the middle stage of spiritual formation, so you are so old as to bury me like this?"

The middle-aged monk squinted, "That first princess Zheng Mengying's cultivation seems to be higher than yours." If you don't show some skills this time, how can you make people favor you?"

When Zheng Wanli heard this, he put his head on his head and did not refute, but just silently recited "Sister Zheng." ”

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged monk secretly smiled in his heart, the three words "Zheng Mengying" are a trick to deal with his apprentice, and he will try all the tricks.

He was very satisfied with his apprentice, but he absolutely couldn't say it. With his understanding of this apprentice, as long as he praised him, he would definitely have braids.

He touched his chest proudly, seeing that his apprentice was like this, it was estimated that he would be able to cultivate with peace of mind for a few days.

The one standing on the tiger was none other than Wind Feather. When he killed the Guangyun Sword and was about to enter Dongqin City again. But he heard news that made him extremely worried.

The Academy of Magic announced his origins, and he was the son of the master of the Xuanfeng Gate of Dongjingyuan.

This news directly pushed the Xuanfeng Gate to the cusp. Those who wanted to kill him would attack Xuanfengmen and threaten him with his relatives.

It is said that even Mitsuhiro sent several groups of people to Dongjingyuan.

It was precisely because of this that Feng Yu was so anxious that he rushed back non-stop. Xuanfeng Gate, Wind Refining and Wind Ning are his deep ties in this world. Can't be erased.

When the law enforcement elders of the Academy of Magic made the decision to release Feng Yu's private information, they just wanted to give Mitsuhiro a favor because they thought that Feng Yu would make things bigger and bigger.

After all, it is in his territory, and some things will have to be covered by others in the future.

However, he ignores the potential of Wind Feather in the future. But yes, who cares about an insignificant friar.

No matter how strong Feng Yu is now, he is just a monk in the spiritual maturity stage, and if a big man comes, he can be destroyed with a single hand. But no one expected that it was this decision that pushed the Academy of Magic into the abyss.

Feng Yu had completely hated the Academy of Magic in his heart. He asked himself if he had never done anything to be sorry for the Academy of Magic. But the Academy of Magic fell into a hole at such a pass, which really made Feng Yu resentful.

He secretly swore in his heart that if something happened to his family this time, he would definitely make the Academy of Magic uneasy.

In order to speed up the rush, Feng Yu chose to rush in a straight line. If there is an obstacle in front, it will be cut into powder dozens of feet away. The sword shines brightly, and the aura is intimidating.

In the distance, an army is marching forward. A herald hurried to the center of the army, "Report!" A man riding a tiger is speeding towards our army. Look at him in a hurry. ”

The general, who was in the chariot, heard the report and immediately flew into the air and looked at it. A black dot was moving rapidly towards them, dragging a long gray cloud of smoke behind it.

The small hill that blocked him was directly blasted away, and the forest that blocked him was directly flattened.

Seeing this situation, the general frowned. Because according to the trajectory of that black dot, the next place to block his path is his own chariot.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered, "The whole army will use the general's chariot to open a gap of two hundred zhang and make way for the monk." ”

For an army, morale is especially important. To make way for a monk who was in a hurry, the general was very uncomfortable. But as a general, he should take the overall situation into account.

Just now, the monk who was in a hurry was exuding a surging evil aura all over his body.

He was sure that if he didn't give way, his army would be split a way. In this case, it is better to be generous and give way to a way. so as not to bring shame upon yourself.

Seeing the army in the distance give way, the sword of the broken knife dimmed. There is no doubt that the general made the right choice. Snort!

A smoke dragon passed through the army. At this moment, the giant tiger beneath his feet let out a wail. He knew that the giant tiger was reaching its limit.

He glowed with golden light, and after jumping off the giant tiger, he ran forward like a golden dragon. The giant tiger immediately collapsed to the ground, and five lower-grade spirit stones appeared in front of it.

While running, Feng Yu took out the spirit stone to replenish the spiritual power. At his current level, he actually didn't need to waste spirit stones like this. When the Dao power is exhausted, you only need to draw spiritual energy from the air to replenish it, and you don't need to consume a lot of spiritual stones.

But Feng Yu didn't want to waste a minute or a second of his time, so he chose to use spirit stones to replenish his Dao power to save time.

It was under this kind of high-intensity running, but in three days, Feng Yu rushed to Dongjingyuan.

He rushed directly into the gate of Dongjingyuan, and a row of heads hung high above the gate. Feng Yu's heart was half cold at that time, and Feng Lian's head was among them.

Without saying a word, he flew up to the city gate and took off the head of the wind refiner. Standing on the tower stupidly, two lines of tears were shed, "Father." You're not a father, you're better than a father!"