Forced Vest [Rebirth]

Sensing the movement of falling like a feather from his back, Feng Zhiyuan pursed his lips.

For him, his master is naturally different.

He had unbearable thoughts about his master that a disciple shouldn't have.

If Master knows that he has such thoughts...

Feng Zhiyuan closed his eyes and trembled all over.

"Am I still hitting hard? Then I'll be more careful."

Ming Tan's movements became softer and gentler.

Feng Zhiyuan performed the ruthless way exercise over and over again, clearing away all distracting thoughts in his mind.

After treating the wounds all over his body, Feng Zhiyuan put on the cassock given by Mingtan, and smelling the faint sandalwood on the cassock, Feng Zhiyuan's mood completely recovered.

"Thank you, Brother Mingtan, it's time for me to go to the competition."

Feng Zhiyuan moved his fingers and held the spirit sword.

"it is good."

Ming Tan watched Feng Zhiyuan go away, and when Feng Zhiyuan disappeared, he sighed.

"Didn't Zhiyuan have no plans to win the soul jade? Now he is aiming at the soul jade, so, when I didn't notice, what happened?"

Ming Tan felt that the apprentice grew up, making him even more incomprehensible.

Feng Zhiyuan honed in Shifang Zhou Tianjing for four years, pushing himself to the point of desperation time and time again, in this way, he fully stimulated his own potential.

In just four years, he has advanced from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan. This level of cultivation speed is unique even in the Twelve Immortal Continents, where the cultivation speed is much faster than that of the mortal world.

Feng Zhiyuan, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, overcame thorns and thorns all the way, defeated the disciples of the middle and late Jindan stage, and finally, was able to challenge Kunlun Jun.

"Brother, now, am I qualified to be your opponent?"

Feng Zhiyuan showed the jade slip and looked at Lord Kunlun.

Mr. Kunlun has been watching Feng Zhiyuan's battle all the time, seeing Feng Zhiyuan defeating a Jindan Stage Dzogchen monk within a hundred moves, he re-evaluated Feng Zhiyuan's strength and talent.

He had to admit that before his rebirth, Feng Zhiyuan emerged a long time later, and he took many detours under Qu Yiru's wrong teaching.

Feng Zhiyuan is a stronger monster than Yuqiang. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that someone could cultivate to this level in just four years in the Kunlun mirror.

Mr. Kunlun is sincerely proud of his disciple. At the same time, he put away his original mentality of playing in the world and started to fight the enemy seriously.

Today, the masters of the sect competition, their methods, have all been taught by Lord Kunlun before their rebirth, and the result of fighting them is already doomed, not to mention the slightest difficulty, and there are many surprises missing.

However, in the face of the rapidly growing Feng Zhiyuan, Mr. Kunlun was provoked to fight.

"Junior Brother Zhiyuan is very strong, and you should be the Chosen One."

He sincerely admired.

When Feng Zhiyuan heard this, the last doubt in his heart disappeared.

"Junior Brother Zhiyuan, let me see how far you can go."

Mr. Kunlun took out the jade slips that had turned black and gold in color.

The identity jade slips made by the sect Dabit system are all normal pure white. Every time a monk participating in the big competition defeats a powerful opponent, the color of the jade slips held will deepen by one point. Challenge a powerful opponent. After defeating the opponent, the jade slips Color transitions are faster.

The jade slip in Mr. Kunlun's hand is black and gold, which indicates that so far, the strongest person in the sect competition is Mr. Kunlun.

Feng Zhiyuan showed his jade slip.

After defeating all the monks of the same level and high-level monks, the jade slips in Feng Zhiyuan's hands turned purple-gold, and the color of the jade slips was a bit darker than the jade slips in the hands of several Tianjiao.

After the two greeted each other, the spirit sword in Feng Zhiyuan's hand buzzed, and the sword energy quietly melted into the air.

As the snow fell, Feng Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with blood, he moved as fast as lightning, and charged at Lord Kunlun.

Mr. Kunlun dodges, and the two of you come and go, and they fight with each other in an instant.

Kunlun Jun resisted Feng Zhiyuan's attack, a snowflake quietly fell on Kunlun Jun's skin, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on Kunlun Jun's cheek.

"Hiss, what a strong sword energy!"

Mr. Kunlun was taken aback.

It turned out that those seemingly harmless snowflakes were actually solidified by sword energy.

Before, Hong Yiqiu used sword energy to induce water vapor and gather it into a water dragon. The method was also extraordinary. However, the nature of sword energy to induce water vapor to turn into rain is completely different from that of sword energy that is directly condensed into snow.

It can be said that Feng Zhiyuan's understanding of the way of the sword has completely crushed Hong Yiqiu, who is also a swordsman.

Feng Zhiyuan unleashed his sword faster and faster, Kunlun Jun went from being able to do it with ease to being wounded in less than a stick of incense.

When he found that Feng Zhiyuan's sword energy was stronger than he expected, Lord Kunlun immediately threw the folding fan in his hand.

With a flash of light, the folding fan came apart.

It turned out that the magnificent fan was composed of jade slips with formations and talismans made of gold foil paper. After being thrown out, the fan surface turned into a thousand charms, and the bones of the fan turned into 24 formation cards, surrounding the Kunlun Mountains. Your body week.

The talisman and formation cards were built into a barrier, firmly protecting Kunlun Jun. Feng Zhiyuan's sword with ruthless swordsmanship pierced the protective formation. The defensive formation flickered, and then returned to normal.

Feng Zhiyuan's expression was cold and serious, and he cut down with the spirit sword in his hand.

Each of Feng Zhiyuan's swords landed on the same point, one sword was stronger than the next, and after falling about a thousand swords, the defensive formation protecting Lord Kunlun collapsed and shattered.

When Feng Zhiyuan swung his sword, Mr. Kunlun cast Hundred Ways of Wind Walking Technique on himself, raising his speed and reflexes to the limit.

The formation was shattered, and the sword energy roared towards Kunlun Lord.

Feng Zhiyuan's sword shadow was faster than the snowflakes formed by the sword energy. There was a flash of white light, and the sharp blade struck Kunlun Jun's neck. The sword energy still cut off a strand of his hair.

Feng Zhiyuan was blocked, his figure changed, and he stabbed out with several swords, each of which hit the deadly point with a speed as fast as lightning. He could even predict the next second of Kunlun Jun's movements, and when Kunlun Jun dodged, another A sword strikes.

The two of you are coming and going, so fast that no one in the audience can see clearly.

All the monks were stunned. They looked at the stage and then at the audience, trying to find a monk who was strong enough to explain.

However, after searching around, no one could find those Tianjiao.

At this time, what are Hong Yiqiu and the others doing?

It turned out that they were discussing with Mo Tianya how to achieve a win-win win-win situation.

——Then the furious Mo Tianya turned into a giant demon body and threw it into the lake. At this time, he sank in the lake water.

The two fought faster and faster, and there was a sound of sword energy and air colliding on the test stage. At the same time, Kunlun Jun and Feng Zhiyuan both changed slightly.

The demon power that Kunlun Jun absorbed from Mo Tianya has not been completely dispelled, and after such a fierce battle with Feng Zhiyuan, he felt his blood boil and his nerves excited. Before he knew it, Kunlun Jun's pupils turned into vertical pupils, and a golden color appeared on his cheeks. scales.

And the blood in Feng Zhiyuan's eyes became more and more obvious. As he drew his sword faster and faster, in the later stage, his figure turned into an afterimage, and his eyes turned pure scarlet.

At the same time, on Feng Zhiyuan's snow-white skin, lines of blood were entwined.

When the abnormal pattern appeared, Feng Zhiyuan's aura completely changed.

If there is a faint smell of blood floating in the air, Jianxiu's eyes have become ruthless, and the blood lines have spread from his neck to his cheeks, and finally, they converge under his eyes.

The long sword in his hand was also wrapped in blood, and the snowflakes formed by the sword energy quietly turned blood red.

The power of the blood-red snowflakes multiplied and multiplied. Originally, it could only cut through Kunlun Jun's skin. Now, the turbulent waves swept in and tore Kunlun Jun's vestment to pieces.

However, Mr. Kunlun was not injured again - at this time, his blood power had been fully stimulated, the scales were attached to the skin, and the sword energy hit the skin, making a crisp sound of ding ding.

While dodging the ubiquitous red snowflakes, he looked in astonishment at Feng Zhiyuan whose aura had completely changed.

"kill!"

Feng Zhiyuan looked at Jun Kunlun indifferently with scarlet eyes, his eyes were burning with killing intent, and the long sword in his hand hummed unbearably due to the abnormal spiritual impact.

Mr. Kunlun was targeted by killing intent, and the abnormal coercion came, and Mr. Kunlun suddenly realized.

He suddenly understood—why Feng Zhiyuan claimed to be the reincarnation of Youying's soul before he was reborn.

And, why did Feng Zhiyuan collect soul jade.

One point that puzzled Qu Yunzhen - in the battle before his rebirth, Feng Zhiyuan didn't resist at the last moment, and he looked like he was ready to kill, there is also an answer.

Probably because Feng Zhiyuan is not an orthodox human monk.

The blood eyes, blood lines, tyrannical coercion, and the smell of blood floating in the air all revealed Feng Zhiyuan's true race.

He is clearly a special race born of the Heavenly Dao after the fall of the twelve divine beasts, the War Ghost Clan.

The existence of the War Ghost Clan has become a legend in Twelve Immortals Continent.

According to ancient secret books, the twelve gods and beasts were able to break free from the shackles of the heavens because they were too tyrannical, causing catastrophe in the six realms, the celestial continent collapsed, mourning was everywhere, and the lives of the people were devastated.

Seeing that the entire realm of self-cultivation was about to perish, Tiandao, in order to save himself, triggered the rules and made the twelve divine beasts go mad and kill each other, thus completely killing the twelve divine beasts.

Later, under the guidance of the Dao of Heaven, the bodies of the twelve ancient divine beasts became the Twelve Immortal Continents, and the souls of the twelve ancient divine beasts were also fused by the Dao of Heaven into the creation jade disc, and dispersed into twelve soul jades.

The good fortune jade plate is part of the evolution of heaven. In order to eliminate the twelve gods and beasts that are so powerful that they can destroy the world, only by using the good fortune jade plate to assimilate the spirits of the twelve gods and beasts, the twelve gods and beasts will not revive again and cause harm to the common people.

After the fall of the twelve gods and beasts, because the soul jade transformed into the good luck jade plate had to assimilate the souls of the twelve gods and beasts, the way of heaven was incomplete, and it was once on the verge of collapse.

In order to maintain the balance of life, Tiandao temporarily gave birth to a special race - war ghosts.

The War Ghost Clan is a special race created by Tiandao by collecting the blood power of all races in that catastrophe, and fusing the most powerful soul characteristics of each race.

War ghosts were born with power comparable to gods and demons. Driven by the way of heaven, they began to kill the fierce and evil beasts that caused disasters, and finally rescued the precarious Six Paths.

When the realm of self-cultivation recovered, Tiandao took back the most powerful blade he had created, allowing the War Ghosts to enter reincarnation and be reborn as other races.