Peerless Martial God

Chapter 58: Xueyue Holy Monastery

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Liu Fei sighed in her heart when she heard Nangong Ling's words. In fact, she also understood that it was difficult to convince Nangong Ling. She just saw the burden on her father and wanted to fight for it.

"Master Nangong, the establishment of Xueyue Holy Monastery is His Majesty's will. Your Yunhai Sect must disobey His Majesty's order." At this time, the young man next to Liu Fei stared at Nangong Lingdao with unkind eyes.

"When did I say that I would disobey His Majesty's will?" Nangong Ling glanced at the young man indifferently and said, "Your Majesty wants to establish the Xueyue Holy Monastery. We, the Yunhai Sect, will give our full support and select some outstanding disciples to go there. Enter Xue Yue Holy Monastery to practice."

Nangong Ling paused after saying this, waved his sleeves, and said coldly: "Also, I, Yun Haizong, are doing things. When will it be your little prince's turn to dictate? Who do you think you are? If you want to speak, call me, Duan Tianlang, to come over. ”

Jiuxiao Continent is a world where the strong are respected. Whoever is strong is the master. Today’s Duan family can become the royal family because the Duan family is strong. To put it bluntly, the Duan family is equivalent to the most powerful sect in Xueyue Kingdom. It just exists as a royal family.

But even so, it is impossible for the Duan family to make other sects surrender, and as the leader of Yunhai Sect, Nangong Ling would not care about a young prince.

"You... Nangong Ling, I will report this matter to my father truthfully." The young man said coldly, secretly jealous in his heart.

"It's up to you." Nangong Ling said disdainfully.

"I heard that Feifei girl is back." At this time, a voice came from outside Hipyu, it was Beilao coming with his head held high.

"Grandpa Bei." Liu Fei saw Mr. Bei standing up and said respectfully. Mr. Bei was her father Liu Canglan's master.

"Fei girl, how is your father?" Bei Lao had a look of concern in his eyes. Sect elders like them rarely accept disciples, but once they do, their feelings are very deep.

"Still in Broken Blade City." Liu Fei said with a bitter smile.

"Hey..." Bei Lao sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Girl Fei, you came here for that matter. Don't embarrass the sect leader. I'll recommend someone to you. Canglan will like it."

"Alone?" Liu Fei smiled bitterly.

"Didn't your father also go out alone back then? Having more people may not necessarily be useful." Bei Lao shook his head.

"Grandpa Bei, who are you talking about?" Liu Fei's eyes lit up slightly. Listening to Bei Lao's tone, she seemed to attach great importance to this person. Could it be that those few...

"You will know when the time comes. Let them leave first. After this sect competition, I will personally send him to the imperial city." Bei Lao glanced at Duan Han and others and said.

"Okay." Liu Fei nodded in agreement.

… … …

Lin Feng was sitting in a stone cave in the lonely peak, within a ray of sky. The vitality of heaven and earth was like a cocoon, wrapping Lin Feng's body in it, like a white mist.

For a moment, a terrifying suction force came out of Lin Feng's body, like a sea that accepted hundreds of rivers, swallowing up the vitality of heaven and earth into his body, and then continued to condense in his body. On the surface of his body, milky white Gang Qi was spitting out endlessly, with a sense of vastness. , the Gang Qi that is born after pure Yuan Gong condenses the vitality of heaven and earth is extremely pure.

After a long time, the vitality of heaven and earth no longer condensed around Lin Feng, and Lin Feng stopped practicing.

Opening his eyes, Lin Feng showed a smile on his face.

"Although this Pure Yuan Gong has no special effects, it has made the foundation solid. Now my inner energy is at least two levels stronger than before."

Say to yourself in your heart, only by strengthening your inner breath can you fight for a long time, and your explosive power and ability to continue fighting will be stronger.

Standing up, Lin Feng looked at the stone wall of the cave, slapped his palm into the air, and shouted in a low voice: "Eight Desolate Palms."

As Lin Feng finished speaking, seven palm prints suddenly shot out from Lin Feng's palm and landed on the stone wall.

"Boom."

The stone wall of the cave trembled wildly, and seven palm prints were imprinted directly on the stone wall, very clear.

"Sure enough, the power of using the Eight Desolate Palms is even stronger now."

Lin Feng showed a smile. The Eight Desolate Palms is a low-grade Xuanji martial art. It is divided into eight levels. If you can practice to the fifth level, you will be very powerful. You can make five palm prints with one palm. If you practice to the sixth level, you will have a good talent. As for the seventh level, only martial arts geniuses can achieve it.

At the eighth level, palm prints are all over the sky. With one palm strike, the space is filled with palm prints. It is extremely powerful. In order to cultivate to this level, in addition to the amazing talent in martial arts, you also need to constantly understand and explore in actual combat.

Xuanji martial arts is not that easy to practice.

But this is not a problem at all for Lin Feng. In the state where the martial soul is released, both his understanding and computing power are abnormal. It only took one day for Lin Feng to practice the Eight Desolate Palms to the seventh level. Just short of the last step to reach Dacheng, the whole world is shaken.

However, Lin Feng is not satisfied with this. The huge Yunhai Sect has many geniuses. The inner disciples are not comparable to the outer disciples. There are so many strong ones. This time he is going to participate in the sect competition. He doesn’t know what he will experience. His strength Of course, the stronger, the better.

The Nirvana Sword Technique will undoubtedly raise his strength to another level in a short period of time.

The so-called annihilation is nothing more than three sword techniques, namely the sword of death, the sword of death, and the sword of silence.

The sword that kills lives, the sword kills lives.

The sword of death kills one person in one move.

The sword of withering silence destroys all dharmas and destroys everything.

Looking at the only three sword techniques, Lin Feng fell into deep thought. The graphics in the sword technique book gradually took shape in his mind and were imprinted directly there.

The martial spirit was released, and Lin Feng's world turned into darkness again. There was no color in the world, only darkness. Everything around him was presented in this black world, while he himself stayed quietly in this world. He was deep in thought, and nothing could disturb him.

Closing his eyes, a figure jumped out of his mind and came to his world. This figure kept waving the long sword, one sword after another, repeating the same action, which was exactly what was recorded in the Nirvana Sword Art. The first sword, the deadly sword.

After a long time, Lin Feng's closed eyes opened, and a sharp light flashed like a sword, cutting through the space.

One step forward, and there was a sound of sword sound, and one sword strike, killing one's life.

"Rumble..."

The cave was rolling and trembling, and a long sword mark appeared at the top of the cave. Above the sword mark, there seemed to be a sharp sword energy.

The trembling sound became louder and louder, and stones continued to fall down. Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and his body flashed as he stepped out of the cave. Not long after Lin Feng left, the cave was buried by stones and collapsed.

"Just the first life-killing sword is much more powerful than the seventh-level Eight Desolate Palms. It is so powerful between death and silence." Lin Feng put away his martial spirit, slightly excited, and was in Xuanji. The high-grade martial arts are indeed much more powerful than the low-grade Xuanji martial arts. When the Nirvana Sword Technique is completed, the power is comparable to the high-grade Xuanji martial arts. What will happen to the power

In fact, what Lin Feng didn't know was that the first fatal sword could exert such powerful power in his hands. In addition to the power of the sword itself, there was also his use of the sword's power.

When actuating a life-threatening sword, there must be sword energy, sword intent, and sword power. Only when the three are integrated can a life-threatening sword be unleashed. Lin Feng has already understood the power of the sword, so he can easily cultivate it into a life-threatening sword. The sword has exerted such a powerful power that it would be impossible for another person to do it.

"Who?" At this moment, Lin Feng turned around and looked in the direction of the sky. He immediately saw a person walking in, looking at him with eyes filled with resentment.

"Liu Fei." Lin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't understand what this woman meant. She didn't seize the opportunity to deal with him, and now she came here alone.

"Asshole, you took my territory and humiliated me. Today I will take revenge." Liu Fei stared at Lin Feng, as if she had a deep hatred. Her father taught her to be independent and self-reliant since she was a child, and she has always done so. , as a daughter, she is no worse than a man. Coupled with her talent and background, she is arrogant.

But Liu Fei did not expect that Lin Feng, a shameless person, wanted to spy on her, and later said that he was not interested in her when he defeated her. She also had her precious cultivation land taken away from her. She had never suffered such humiliation before, how could she not avenge this.

"Now that I have entered the realm of spiritual martial arts, let's see how I torture him." Liu Fei said viciously in her heart.