Chapter 152: Phantom Sword

Feng Ze broke through, but he had been in a coma, and Yan Bo Feng wanted to forcibly wake him up, but he found that Feng Ze was normal except for being unconscious. The crushed salt strengthened the body also had an effect, and on the tenth day, the flesh eroded by the salt on Feng Ze's whole body began to grow meat cocoons, and the ordinary spiritual power blade of the meat cocoon hit it leaving only a white scratch on it. And this has not yet achieved the ultimate goal, when the meat cocoon recedes, Feng Ze's body will have a new layer of flesh, and its tough Cheng dù is exactly the same as the meat cocoon, which means that in the future, Feng Ze's body can withstand ordinary attacks under the Earth Spirit King!

Although the meat cocoon has grown, Yan Bo is not sure that the broken salt is really successful, after all, Feng Ze has not woken up intact, he must always stay by Feng Ze's side to ensure that he has no accidents, this guard is three days. Yan Bo blocked the wind inch by inch, worried, anxious, and Fengze

"Glad you're back. ”

"This is a meditation space?"

"Yes, welcome back again. ”

"Doesn't it mean that I can't enter here again until I reach the Spirit King realm?"

"Theoretically, this is the case, but your current cultivation is only a small step away from the Spirit King, plus the changes that have occurred in your body, it is not that the Spirit King is better than the Spirit King, so you are qualified to come in again. ”

"I remember that I just broke through the second layer of the Spirit Master, and there are still two small realms away from the Spirit King. ”

"I don't have time to explain this kind of pediatric thing to you, you remember that you can't come here casually, even if you come in, the time is limited, don't waste time on things that don't make sense. ”

"I see, I don't know what I should call you?"

"I can't remember how many years it has been since my previous master left, but I remember calling me Yan Yue when he was there. ”

"Yan Yue Yan Yue senior, thank you for your guidance to the juniors!"

"I am not your predecessor, nor can I be your senior, and when the master leaves, tell me that if anyone can wake me up again, then he will be my next master. ”

"Master?"

"But with your current cultivation, you can't fully awaken me, you are not qualified enough, if you want to get more from here, you have to use all means to improve your cultivation until I approve of you. ”

"Then what kind of cultivation do I need to have to have such an ability?"

"If you have the ability to impress me, the Heavenly Spirit King realm is the lowest I can accept. ”

"Heavenly Spirit King?"

"Don't be surprised, the Heavenly Spirit King is an ant in my master's eyes. ”

"Ants?"

"With your current cultivation, the master doesn't need to do anything at all, just take a breath. ”

"One breath?"

"I can tell you that the master's cultivation is a god. ”

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"You can't understand that you've wasted a lot of time coming in this time, and it's time to do it. ”

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"What, if you get hit, you have to improve your cultivation, or give up. ”

"I'm not going to give up, and I can do what others can do. ”

"Nonsense, today I will teach you the second sword of the Thirteen Swords of Wuxiang. ”

"Second sword?"

"The second sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Phaseless, the Phantom Sword! This sword attacks twice in a three-point style, the old rules, I will teach you again." You can still stay here for ten breaths, if you are really going to be my next master, ten breaths is enough, look at it, Phantom Sword!"

Outside the meditation space, Yan Bo was about to take a break, but his legs were not yet solid, and he saw Feng Ze's body slowly rising in place. "He's about to wake up, I don't know what the result will be?" However, just a thought, a stream of domineering spiritual power suddenly burst out from Feng Ze's body, and the domineering flame of spiritual power was unstoppable, he could feel that these spiritual powers could endanger his life, and in a hurry, he quickly spread his wings and flew away. "No, the spiritual power is beyond the scope of the Earth Spirit King, this is not a broken salt body!"

Now Feng Ze's body was hanging five meters above the ground, with a faint glimmer all over his body, his arms raised and his chest together, and from the outside, his actions seemed to be brewing something. Yan Bo looked at the strange wind in front of him from a distance, and his brows furrowed tightly. "What is he doing here?"

"Feng Ze, stop!" Yan Bo Fang, who was staring at Feng Ze intently, suddenly found that a great danger was quickly enveloping his body, and out of self-preservation, he immediately released the spiritual shield, but when the spiritual shield was just formed, the breath of death quickly surrounded him.

"Are you crazy?" Yan Bo immediately spread his wings when he realized the danger, and with the speed of his Earth Spirit King, he believed that he could dodge the danger. Feng Ze's actions not only surprised Yan Bo Block, but he was also angry, and as he fled, he threw out a fiery red spiritual power bullet and hit Feng Ze. "Little bunny, see how I clean you up when I turn around. ”

"Actually locked by him?" From the time Yan Bo began to realize that something was wrong, to the time he was locked, just in five breaths, he never imagined that Feng Ze at the spirit stage could actually bring so much pressure to himself. He couldn't figure out what the broken salt and strong body had brought to Feng Ze, so that he could have such an ability. "I'd like to see what you do!" Yan Bo stopped his body, his whole body's spiritual power activated, ready to fight back at any time.

Feng Ze's eyes were always closed, his expression was unusually calm, his body seemed to be controlled by something, as long as Yan Bo blocked it, his body would turn to wherever it was. "Phantom Sword!" Kazezawa finally attacked.

At one point, two points, three points, with Yan Bo as the center, three illusory sword shadows stabbed at Yan Bo from three directions at the same time. The sword body of each sword shadow is still golden, half a meter long, and the sword body is as thin as a piece of paper, but the speed is absolutely amazing.

"Ding Ding Ding!" After three crisp sounds, the spiritual shield that Yan Bo had put on his body shattered, and his body was continuously withdrawn from the walk. "Good guy, with such a lot of strength, is this the special place on your body?" After regaining his footing, Yan Bo pointed his finger at Feng Ze and said, "If you don't pay attention, you can hurt me in one go, little rabbit." Retracting his wings, Yan Bo Block walked towards Feng Ze.

"Whoosh!" Three rapid voices suddenly came into Yan Bo Block's ears, as if they were extremely small and very urgent, this sound was extremely harsh, and Yan Bo Block realized the danger again. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw the three phantom swords that had attacked him just now, and then reappeared in the direction that had attacked him, and flew towards him at twice the speed of before. "What!"