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Chapter 851: The Fallen Heaven Sword



Tianyuan's main city is undergoing constant repairs everywhere, and many practitioners and those with weak strength have begun to help with some logistical work. In this extraordinary period, what is needed is to work together.

After the battle, everyone returned one after another. Even though the golden-armored warrior was finally forced back and all six of them lost their breath, they still suffered heavy losses. Including the dissipation of the Five Elements Spiritual Formation, which caused everyone to suffer backlash.

Gate of the City Lord's Mansion

Feng Mian turned around and gave orders to everyone: "Everyone, go down and have a good rest and adjust your breath. You must ensure that your breath returns to its peak state. This battle is just the beginning, so you must be mentally prepared."

"Also, order people to take good care of the elderly, the weak, women and children, and make sure no mistakes are made. No matter what the situation, the safety of those who are powerless must be ensured first, do you understand?"

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion held up their hands and retreated slowly and respectfully: "Subordinates understand that the people are the foundation, and all efforts are for a peaceful life. We have had enough of the chaos over the years!"

Feng Mian gave orders in an orderly manner. Feng Mian was calm, composed, and wise. He did not give up on the seemingly useless person, but paid more attention to it. Wan Yinxiu saw this scene and couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.

"Senior Qin Yu, your injuries are relatively minor. Could you please put Dashan and others in place? As for Xiuran, I will go over and check as soon as possible. The defenses everywhere must not be relaxed at all, as there will be strong attacks at any time.

"

After handling these matters, Feng Mian turned around and looked at Wan Yinxiu with an inquiring gaze. The latter was unpredictable and could not detect the depth of his strength with his strength, so it was better not to offend him.

"Senior, since you show up at this time, you must have a purpose. If you don't mind, just come with me. If there is anything, we can discuss it in detail face to face. Anyway, I want to thank you for your help, senior."

Feng Mian was not a fool, so he could naturally see that the Wan Yinxiu in front of him was not an ordinary person. In him, Feng Mian seemed to see the shadow of Chu Qingtian. That sense of freedom and ease could not be completely hidden no matter what.

a moment later

Above the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Feng Mian and Wan Yinxiu sat side by side on the main seat, with the other core members on both sides. Since this mysterious senior powerhouse has no ill intentions, it is hard to say whether he can become a true friend.

But what is very strange is that from the moment Wan Yinxiu came in, Senior Alien Beast turned into his usual appearance and stared at him all the time, with suspicion, inquiry, and various complicated expressions in his eyes that were hard to explain.

For a moment, the atmosphere above the main hall was a little solemn. Feng Mian looked at the sky and sighed softly: "The holy road has indeed been opened, but it is still unknown whether we can successfully go to that mysterious place."

"Oh? Why did Feng Zun say that? The door to the Holy Path is open, and that passage has been trapped by you with the God-binding chain. It cannot disappear for a while. You can go in anytime you want!"

Feng Mian turned his head and looked at the senior deeply: "Senior Hermit, since you know everything, don't make fun of me. What the Holy Sect wants is with me, as well as the Pillar of God. Do you think you can

Are you ready to give up?"

He hesitated to speak. Feng Mian wanted to find out who this person was. He always gave people a very mysterious attitude. Moreover, he knew him well and seemed to be able to see through him at a glance. This kind of ability has been

Not many people.

"Haha... Feng Zun, it seems that you have a lot of questions about me, why don't you just tell me directly. Now that we are all here, what else is there to say? I do things based on my interest, and there are not so many rules."

Standing up, the senior hermit walked slowly towards the middle of the hall and looked forward: "To tell you the truth, the reason why I came here in the air was just because I was attracted by that kid's sword energy."

"Honest, pure, without any impurities. I guessed that this person should have a very direct temperament, without any scheming, and he is a person of pure nature. The only shortcoming is that the knife in his hand is too weak."

The implication is that although the senior hermit master knew all the details about Feng Mian and others, including the brothers, his only goal was Dashan. He spotted him at a glance, and he was a good candidate for practicing swordsmanship.

"So, I have no ill intentions towards you. But if you stop me from passing on my inheritance to that kid, then don't blame me for being rude. I will take him away after he recovers."

It was so direct that Feng Mian was a little surprised. But he also liked this feeling. There was no twists and turns, no need to guess, everything was straight forward.

"Haha...Senior, you are very happy. But the mountain is not my appendage, nor is it my property. He is a living person, so everything depends on his own will."

Turning around suddenly, Senior Yinxiu frowned. He raised his hand and shook Feng Mian's shoulder. A majestic momentum swept over him, and the two sides immediately fell into a stalemate. Others who wanted to take action had no chance.

"Huh? It seems that you are not willing? Feng Mian, I want to give you face, so I explain so much to you. There is no one else in the world who can let me explain so patiently, except for those two old ghosts.

.”

Feng Mian was not to be outdone, and the divine energy in his body violently turbulent, shaking the senior hermit away: "Senior, I have misunderstood. I have no intention of stopping you from doing anything, but everything must be decided by the mountain. This is his life."

At this moment, a strong figure walked in quickly. He stepped out and stood still. He waved the big knife in his hand: "Let go of Feng Mian. Since your goal is me, then come after me!"

"Feng Mian is right. This is my own life, and you can't help but decide it. Don't think that just because you saved me at the most critical moment, I will be at your mercy. Whether I follow you or not is my own business.

.”

The senior hermit monk turned around and looked up and down the mountain again. There was a glint in his eyes, and he raised the corners of his mouth as he stared at him: "Oh? Sure enough, it was the talented sword repair material that made him recover so quickly?"

Taking advantage of the situation, he flicked his fingers and shot a beam of energy towards Dashan's Dantian. He only trembled slightly, but there was nothing unusual about it. This scene made the senior hermit once again confirmed that he was the true inheritor.

"Boy, don't you want to become more powerful? You have completely faced off against the people of the Holy Sect this time, and you think this is the end? You are too naive. The door of the Holy Path is wide open, and the strong people of the Holy Sect will continue to attack."

With his hands behind his back, the senior hermit monk stepped forward: "Da Shan, thunder energy has been gathered in your Dantian, turning it into power in each of your meridians. As long as you complete the Thunder Shadow Sword Technique, you can fight

Nothing is invincible."

Squinting his eyes, Dashan looked at the senior hermit incredulously: "Is it really so powerful? But why did I have such a hard time before? Is it related to before the thunder energy entered the body?"

When the conversation changed, Dashan deliberately tried to test: "If I still don't want to agree to you, what will you do?"

Feng Mian saw what Dashan meant, and other brothers also appeared here, looking at Dashan at the same time.

In fact, they all understand that the senior hermit is not an ordinary person. He may be someone on the holy path. To be appreciated by him is something that many people can't even think of. How can they not agree?

I can't help but want to laugh, when did the mountains become so smart? Is it because those who are close to the ink are black? Isn't this a disguised form of scolding Feng Mian?

"You kid, how come you don't get in? I gave you the Thunder Shadow Sword Technique, and if you accept it, you are my disciple. I won't give up on the inheritance that I finally found so easily."

With a wave of his sleeves, the senior hermit said, "Tell me! What conditions are required for you to come with me? You also know that with your current state, it is not suitable to stay here, and it will only delay you.

"

Stepping forward slowly, Dashan didn't know how to twist and turn, so he said directly: "Whether it is suitable to stay with Feng Mian or not is not your decision. Sword skills are indeed what I am good at, but you seem to have said,

My knife doesn’t work.”

Everyone finally couldn't help laughing: "Haha... Dashan, when did you learn such a trick? You actually blackmailed me! You want your senior to come up with something that can convince you!"

Feng Mian also smiled. He had always wanted to say something about Dashan. But he felt that there was no need for unnecessary words between men, as long as they were remembered in their hearts. It was good to have such an opportunity this time.

"Senior, it seems that if you don't bleed today, it will be difficult for you to end it. Since the Raikage Sword

The secret has been taught, so why not just bite the bullet and come up with the matching magic weapon. This way he can be convinced."

Clenching his fists, the senior hermit felt like he had stumbled into a bandit's den. None of these little guys were simple, and they had more than 800 tricks in total. It seemed like this was a complete miscalculation!

"Okay! Now that we have reached this point, we don't care about a little more blood. Boy, look at it. The sword in my hand is called the Luoying Heavenly Sword. It is made of meteorites from the sky and has been tempered for countless years."

With a wave of his hand, the power of the law was easily unleashed. A vortex appeared in the sky. After the energy swept through, a silver-white long sword with powerful sword energy appeared in front of the mountain.

The Luoying Heavenly Sword, as the name suggests, is a product of heaven. When it is successfully refined, it will be filled with fallen swords. Although it looks a bit beautiful, don't be fooled by the appearance. The sword's energy can kill people invisible.

Wrapped in a stream of air, the Luoying Heavenly Sword hung in front of the mountain. When he wanted to touch it, a backlash hit him and instantly bounced it away. He took a few steps back and stared at the magic weapon.

"That's unreasonable! How dare you deny me. I want to see how capable you are."

With a turn of his wrist, a thunderous energy condensed in his palm. Then he pressed down hard, and his whole body was enveloped in thunderous energy. With a change of mind, he suddenly grasped the handle of the Heavenly Sword, but was pulled by a tyrannical force.

.

Following this force, his figure continued to rotate in the sky above the city lord's palace. The roar of thunder made the entire courtyard smoky, with large pits appearing everywhere, and the mountain was completely restrained.

At this time, Feng Mian stepped forward. He did not help, but said in a deep voice: "Hold your breath and concentrate, return to the origin and unite. Use the power of the soul to bind the spirit of the heavenly sword and completely suppress it!"

As soon as his body turned, Dashan used his own burly characteristics to press down his energy. He fell down, taking the Luoying Heavenly Sword with him, and held it tightly. While trembling constantly, he gradually returned to calm.
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