Chapter 1032

Moying's mind is very stable.

Because of this advantage, she is suitable for cultivating fast sword.

If you want to be fast, you should first be stable.

That's what I'm talking about.

"Next, continue to practice until the sword shaking formula is perfected. At that time, increase the number of sword incarnations to make them close to immeasurable, so as to improve the sword speed."

Jiannan continued to give advice.

"I understand." Mo Ying nodded.

"Keep practicing!" Jiannan said.

The ink warbler holds a sword and stabs it out one after another to improve her speed and speed.

The soul of Jiannan I is kneeling to the ground.

Looking at the hard-working Moying, he nodded from time to time and said in his heart:

"Although she is a woman, she is really suitable for cultivating fast sword. Perhaps, in the near future, the ultimate fast sword I created will be able to reappear and shock the world."

Thinking of this, Jiannan misses the past.

He comes from Nantian sword sect in Dizhou. Although ten thousand years have passed and there are no old friends in Nantian sword sect, he still can't forget his years in Nantian sword sect.

I'm impressed.

When he practiced his sword hard, there was always a graceful figure in the South Sky Sword sect, wearing a gauze, watching nearby.

Jiannan Yi doesn't know who the other party is.

He even hates each other a little.

"There is no woman in my heart, draw the sword, nature is God!"

This sentence has always been the motto of Jiannan Yi. Therefore, he has never been false about that graceful figure.

And the other party doesn't seem to take the initiative to talk to himself.

"Ten thousand years later, she should be dead."

Jiannan whispered.

In this world, few people can live for ten thousand years.

The emperor Shouyuan, who broke the peak of emptiness, can only reach ten thousand years. It is difficult for practitioners before this cultivation to live so long.

Throughout the whole 3000 circles, there are only tens of millions of strong people who have boarded the list of power gods.

Scattered all over the world, there are not many.

"That graceful figure has a weak breath. Maybe it's just an ordinary female disciple of Nantian sword sect. She can't break through the emperor of heaven. Ten thousand years later, she must be dead."

"Alas!"

"If she doesn't die, I want to see who she is. What's more, I want to ask her why she has been watching me practice sword silently."

"Does she want to learn fast sword?"

Jiannan looked at the sky and fell into meditation.

……

Dizhou, Nantian sword sect.

A graceful figure was sitting on a branch, wearing a light gauze. Beside him stood a hanging ancient sword. There was a bright moon sign on the part where the hilt and the body were connected.

At the cuff position, the word "moon Eve" is also embroidered.

"In the twinkling of an eye, he has fallen for thousands of years."

"If I could, I should have taken the initiative to talk to him when I peeked at his sword practice. Even if the identity gap between me and him is too big, it is impossible to be together."

Speaking of this, the woman looked at the sky with a disappointed face.

……

Dizhou, Fenghuo saint.

"I'm so angry!"

A terrible figure smashed the tea table in front of him, jumped into a rage and glared at many holy places around him.

"Find out who killed elder Pang Hu, Yin Yuanwen and other core true disciples."

"After finding it, there is no amnesty for killing!"

The figure ordered one after another.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The people looked dignified, nodded one after another, quickly left the wind and fire temple and spread to the major areas of prefectures to search.

"Holy emperor, why are you so angry?"

A man in a brocade robe came, with wind in his left eye and fire in his right eye. Behind him, there were powerful visions of heaven and earth, and countless figures turned from the power of wind and fire.

This man is the holy land of heaven!

"Vice Lord, are you out of the pass?" the wind fire emperor sat on his seat and looked at the comer with a slightly relaxed look.

Xue Xiaoxian, the Deputy patriarch, said:

"Tell the holy emperor that I have just left the pass and have consolidated my heavenly cultivation. You can tell me anything you want."

"The supreme elder Pang Hu is dead." the Fenghuo holy emperor sighed, "in addition, more than a dozen core true disciples such as Yin Yuanwen also fell, causing heavy losses to our Fenghuo holy sect."

The younger generation is the future of zongmen.

In particular, the eldest disciple Yin Yuanwen, with high combat power, was highly expected by the Fenghuo emperor and was ready to be trained as the next generation of patriarch.

But who knows, the other party died so soon.

"It's unreasonable!" Xue Xiao, the vice patriarch, brushed his sleeve angrily. "Don't worry, the holy emperor. Let me deal with this matter."

Then he left the temple of wind and fire.

"Be careful with everything," the wind and fire emperor reminded.

"The other party is probably a saint, and I have broken through the heavenly saint. Even if the opponent is strong, I can be well." the deputy leader Xue Xiao waved his hand.

The holy land of heaven on the list of God of power is only 1000.

Coupled with the hidden world strong people from all walks of life, the heavenly holy land will not exceed 2000. In Xue Xiao's opinion, he will not be in danger.

This battle may become his first big victory after he was promoted to Tiansheng, so as to be famous in Dizhou and even 3000 circles.

In the void.

Xue Xiao, deputy leader of Fenghuo holy sect, flew quickly.

He asked the disciples and elders of the sect and soon found the barren mountain with space cracks.

"Space crack! Send someone in to have a look."

Xue Xiao is more cautious.

He cut off several hairs and chanted words in his mouth. The power of wind and fire and the visions of heaven and earth behind him gushed out, fused with these hairs and turned into an illusory incarnation outside his body.

However, as soon as the avatar approaches the space crack, it automatically breaks.

"What's going on?"

Xue Xiao frowned.

It took him a little time to study it. He found that the world behind the space crack was very strange. He had to enter it in person.

Any separate approach will break up.

"Interesting!"

Xue Xiao passed the news and the coordinates of this place to the wind and fire emperor before entering the space crack.

Near the purple bamboo forest.

Xue Xiao appeared out of thin air, turned around and found that the space crack healed quickly, but he couldn't leave.

"Divine consciousness can only extend tens of miles!"

"Moreover, some places are shrouded in fog, which is very vague even if it can be detected by divine consciousness."

"It's really a strange place."

Xue Xiao looked around, his face dignified.

He realized that this place was very dangerous. Even if he was a new holy land, he might not be able to escape safely.

A moment later.

Xue Xiao found Ye Feng sitting on a stone and three disciples such as Wang Ping'an, and found many storage rings around the waist of long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi.

On the surface of the ring, the word "wind and fire" is impressively engraved.

"Did you kill elder Pang Hu of our Fenghuo holy sect and core true disciples such as Yin Yuanwen?" Xue Xiao stared at Ye Feng and asked in a deep voice.

"Xue Xiao, the deputy leader of Fenghuo holy sect, is new to the holy land of heaven. Finally, there is a person with a little strength." Ye Feng looks at Xue Xiao, opens his insight and obtains the other party's basic information.

"You know me?" Xue Xiao's face sank. "What exactly are you from?"

Ye Feng did not speak, but activated the mark of nothingness.

The next moment.

The light fog shrouded all around. It was as fast as lightning. Even Xue Xiao didn't react. He was shocked to find that the surrounding scenes changed rapidly and returned to the barren mountains in Dizhou.

"Nothingness mark is very useful."

Ye Feng said in secret.

With just one thought, you can come from the virtual boundless to the prefectures of three thousand boundaries, which is faster and more accurate than shuttling through with broken boundary beads.

"Who the hell are you?"

Although he returned to Dizhou, Xue Xiao was more and more frightened and felt that he had encountered a thorny opponent.

"You don't deserve to know." Ye Feng shook his head, "I killed Pang Hu, and Yan Yuanwen and other Fenghuo saints' disciples were killed by my disciples, so what do you want?"