Thunder flashes, and there is no hurry.

Feng Zhiping's "thunder" has not yet reached the realm, but it is also fast, even Zhan Qianwu and Feng Zhiyou, who are attentive to the sidelines, did not see the shot clearly, leaving only a trace of residual light in their eyes, those people in the tower who had just escaped from the valley heard the sound and looked back, and saw only the tail rhyme of thunder.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the sheath shattered, and the devastated body of the sword was shattered into pieces, the largest of which was not as good as a fingernail.

The sword was shattered, not falling, still stubbornly kept its original state, only looked "swollen", and the arc in the slit made the power increase instead of falling, which was even more terrifying than the original.

Feng Zhiping had no intention of paying attention to these, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of Lei Shan.

I saw the thunder light piercing the sky and sinking into the depths of the unknown, hitting the invisible barrier, and the next moment the strong light shone brightly, but not in the sky, but on the surface of the earth in the distance.

The eyes chased after him, and this strange spectacle in the eyes of outsiders did not change in his eyes, and the barrier did not change its position.

The highly divergent spiritual sense felt that the barrier was not broken, and he did not hesitate to raise his sword and pick it back.

"Sword Four—Wind Blow!"

The thunder that was dissipating was re-condensed, and as his movements reversed and turned back again, the deafening thunder suddenly changed again halfway, and it actually reached the sky again, and it was above his head.

"Sword Five-Thunder!"

The sword rises, the man moves, the thunder collapses, and the move ends in failure.

"Wind and Thunder Sword" has a total of eleven styles, after the fifth type, it is not available to the gods, the first three swords can be made into one by external force and two by luck, and now the cultivation is insufficient, and the aura of heaven and earth is consumed by the first three swords, "Thunder" out of the long sword can no longer withstand the instant collapse, Feng Zhiping got carried away so he jumped high according to the sword technique, unable to control the air, and fell heavily to the ground after the rise was exhausted, vomiting blood.

The sword move backlashed, and countless thunderbolts and small insects roamed through the body, hurting a hundred times more than a needle, Feng Zhiping woke up in pain instantly, and couldn't help but wail.

Fortunately, the aura of heaven and earth and the strength of the sword itself were consumed by the first three swords, otherwise he would not even have a chance to howl now, and he could directly collect the corpse.

Even so, he didn't feel the slightest bit of luck, the pain of the backlash was better than dying on the spot.

Even the sword species couldn't suppress the pain that tortured his body and soul, tears, snot, feces and urine flowed together, and he couldn't faint even if he wanted to, so he could only bear it clearly and completely, and he didn't lose a trace of the taste.

Outside the tower, Feng Moxiu's tightly clenched hand let go, Zhan Qianwu's expression also relaxed, and the pent-up fire was tilted towards the opponent who harassed her while she was distracted.

On the sidelines, Feng Zhiyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not only for Feng Zhiping, but also for the last sword.

"Wind and Thunder Sword" he will, with his cultivation, he can barely use the ninth type "Thunder Sea Wild Waves", but when Feng Zhiping is in the realm, he can only use the third type "thunder" at most, the fourth sword "Wind Switch" will most likely fail and counterattack, and the fifth sword "Thunder", he can't even think of it.

When Feng Zhiping used "Thunder", he was shocked, and he didn't know whether he wanted him to succeed or not, but for now, he should fail a little more.

Even so, he was deeply shaken, and his firm heart was shaken again.

He is a proud person, extremely proud, outsiders say that he is the most qualified child in the martial arts of the Sword Marquis Mansion, and he is most likely to inherit the mantle of Feng Moxiu, and he himself thinks so until the last night battle in Quanzhou City.

Although for various reasons, there was no fairness in that battle, but Feng Zhiping did have a draw with him, and now the third brother who despised him in the past has done what he can't do, and he has all kinds of feelings in his heart, which is indescribable.

Feng Zhiyou was in a complicated mood, and the nameless nine people were excited, if it wasn't inappropriate, several old and young people would have to jump up and cheer on the spot.

It was not surprising that that thing and Feng Zhiping had sympathy and attracted each other, but the unexpected thing was that the thing was hidden in the earth spirit immortal layer, and Feng Zhiping was in the earth scattered immortal layer, and the two had sympathy across the entire earth true immortal layer, and they moved closer to each other, to be honest, he was a little panicked at that moment just now.

He is not afraid of the two meeting, what he is afraid of is the process of meeting, Feng Zhiping wants to break through the barrier with the power of the spiritual veins of the scattered immortal layer, he doesn't know what he wants to break at all.

The Three Immortal Pagoda was given by the Qiankun Pavilion Sect, which is suspected to be a lost thing in the fairy world, and each floor of the tower is an independent space.

Because of the damage and the decline of strength, the space of the third layer of the Heavenly Immortal has collapsed into nothingness, and only the sixth layer of the two orders of the Human Immortal and the Earth Immortal is still basically intact and still operating, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to break it from the inside, and the passage must be opened in a specific way to communicate up and down, but that is a normal situation.

Feng Zhiping's situation is extremely abnormal, he actually forcibly seized the two spiritual power veins that maintain the existence of the space without relying on the method without knowing it, and also used the power of the spiritual veins to break the space barrier, once successful, whether he can open up the passage to the Earth True Immortal Layer is not necessarily, what is certain is that he is dead, together with him, everything in the entire Earth Dispersion Immortal Layer will collapse with the space and return to nothingness.

Not only that, the collapse of the Earth Scattered Immortal Layer will also trigger a chain reaction, affecting or even destroying the structural operation of the other five layers, once the other five layers are all implicated in the collapse state, then not only in the tower, but also outside the tower, the self-destruction power of the Three Immortal Pagoda is not a joke, and it is conservatively estimated to be at least equivalent to the full force of a titled martial god, and it is a full blow involving space power.

Fortunately, Feng Zhiping did not have such a high level of cultivation, and he did not understand the mysteries of the operation of the Three Immortal Pagoda, otherwise they could only use the power of the pagoda to strangle it.

"Why don't you put some water. Ma Yao pinched the seal with one hand, wiped a cold sweat with the other, and felt palpitations.

"No!" Nameless categorically vetoed, and said in a deep voice, "The principle cannot be changed, we can only do what we need to do, and we must not interfere in other ways, this is an iron law!"

"The rule is that the dead are alive, can't you work around?"

Immediately Yao was unwilling, and was swept away by the nameless cold eyes, and immediately stupid.

"I'll just ask, and I don't mean anything else..."

Nameless stared at Ma Yao, and only after a long time did he retract his gaze, glanced at the others, and said solemnly: "An iron law is an iron law, there is no flexibility, and those who violate the law die!"

The seven hurriedly bowed their heads, not daring to question.

Nameless paused, his face slowed down: "Actually, we don't need to do anything, that thing has reached the true immortal layer, as long as he can go up, he will definitely be able to meet." ”

"The question is, is he still alive?" immediately Yao looked at Feng Zhiping with pity, "He has provoked the anger of the public, if he doesn't come out immediately, he will definitely die." Well, would you like to tell him?"

As soon as the words came out, he felt a familiar cold eye, and immediately Yao hurriedly laughed: "I'll just say that, just say that..."

Inside the tower, at the bottom of the valley, Feng Zhiping was as soft as mud.

The people who escaped from the valley turned back one after another, and when they saw this scene, they suddenly became angry, and evil was born to the side of the guts.

"This scourge, it's not dead?!"

"Kill him, at least force him out!"

"Yes, drive him out, lest he do any more evil!"

The scolding became a reality with the first person to act, and more than a dozen bold Jianghu guests rushed down the hill with swords and swords, and the first one was also at the forefront, which was Hu Renguang.

They may not all want Feng Zhiping to die, most people's purpose is to drive this scourge that almost harmed everyone out of the tower, but Feng Zhiping doesn't think so.

He participates in Dabi for a purpose, and for that purpose, he must go all the way to the end and must not give up.

For that goal, he disobeyed his parents, offended the Zhan family, and annoyed the girl who loved to wear red clothes to die of old age, he paid all the price he could, not for himself, for the sake of these people who were offended by him, he couldn't bow his head.

Throwing away the mutilated hilt, he pulled out the human-grade longsword behind him, and stood up half-kneeling on the ground with his hands on his back, trying to look at the enemy with his red and blurred eyes.

Looking for someone to help?

Far water can't solve the near fire, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, there are three catties of nails in the broken boat, even if you are scrapped today, you have to drag your back!

Anyone who stands between himself and Shuang'er will die!

"Sword Seed!" Feng Zhiping called in his heart, "If you have a spirit, help me with all your might! I give birth to you, I die and you destroy, we are grasshoppers on a rope, don't pretend to be cowardly!"

As if he understood his call, the sword species that still maintained the same rhythm with the underworld thing sped up its rotation, and countless Yuan Li silk threads were thrown out and injected into the meridians, penetrating into the flesh and blood, and injecting into the sword body with the contact of the palm.

With the spiritual power of the sword body, the empty meridians were full again, and the unrefined spiritual power contained impurities, as Zhou Tian stabbed every inch of the meridians, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Wipe the corners of his mouth, Feng Zhiping silently recited the sword technique.

"Wind and Thunder Sword" can no longer be used, he can't control this swordsmanship, he used it before to take advantage of the trend, and now he uses it again purely to find death, in the final analysis, he still has to rely on his own sword spectrum from childhood to adulthood.

Sword cage!

This move is the widest range of moves he has mastered so far, the effect is close to the stunt of the Divine Treasure Period, and the power has been greatly enhanced after his improvement, as long as he can kill these people with one blow, even if he only kills half of them, he can kill chickens and monkeys, and scare future generations to fight for respite.

The sword trick flowed in his heart, and the long sword was slowly inserted into the ground, and just as he was about to make a move, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded in the distance, and a phantom as fast as lightning came first, knocking over three people along the way, and landed steadily in front of him.

Smelling the familiar scent of sandalwood, Feng Zhiping raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth: "You, are you okay?"

The resentment turned his head sideways, his face was pale and black under his skin, his left eye was warm and warm, and his right eye was red like blood.

smiled softly at Feng Zhiping, and laughed at himself: "The little monk is not strong enough, so he smiled." ”

Feng Zhiping couldn't see his situation, and said urgently: "The heart demon is chaotic and his life is at stake, don't move, I can handle it!"

"It's okay, it's only a few nights, but the little monk is still okay. The resentment said and turned his head, and his gentle face flashed with cruelty, "Besides, the little monk endures very hard, it's good to vent it properly, just don't kill." This is a catastrophe, it is an experience, and the little monk is prepared and willing to bear it. ”

Feng Zhiping was willing to give in, and said resolutely: "No, safety first, don't be impulsive! What about your two senior brothers? How can they let you come nonsense?"

"They!" "The little monk took advantage of them not to be restrained, and for a while, they couldn't get by." ”

"System... Restrained?!"

Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded, looking at the strange expression of resentment, and his heart sank.

Broken!