The 4244th Chapter Feihong (1)

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Bang!

Bang bang! !

In the emptiness and chaos on the sixth floor, Feihong God General and Jian Wushuang, they turned into two sword lights, one silver and one black, that were shocking, and they collided continuously.

The silver-winged divine sword in the hands of Feihong God General, and the Wu Weeping Divine Sword in Jian Wu's hands, fought thousands of times in a short period of time.

"Open the sky!"

"Cut the stars!!"

Jian Wushuang swiped his right hand, and the Wu Weeping Divine Sword in his hand trembled thousands of times in an instant. The two styles of opening the sky and Zhanxing were successively used from the Wu Weeping Divine Sword and blasted towards the Feihong God!

"Divine power!"

"God is angry!!"

Feihong Divine Sword also drank coldly, the face covered by the silver mask, only the eyes that were exposed, the divine light suddenly soared by three inches!

Behind him, a pair of silver wings appeared, and the silver-winged divine sword in his hand was instantly covered by thick blood. power,

"cut!"

Immediately, Feihong God jumped up high, turning the silver-winged sword in his hand into a monstrous blood dragon, and slashed towards Jian Wushuang!

Bang bang bang!

The two retreated at the same time, and the divine body shook.

Jian Wushuang looked down at his right hand, and the position of the tiger's mouth felt numb.

The next moment, he raised his head to look at the Feihong general, and a dignified meaning flashed in his eyes.

This was the only person who did not lose to him in kendo after he came to the depths of the universe.

"Mortal, I have to admit that you have the ability to compete with gods. If you were in my era, you would be the true god of swordsmanship that is no weaker than me."

"Noisy."

Jian Wushuang was expressionless, and he took a deep breath.

"Talented supernatural powers, life shocks!!"

Boom~!

A deterrent force from the deepest part of the soul came to the audience with a bang. Under this force, it was as if time had fallen into a swamp, and all things had to surrender to it.

"This???"

Fei Hong Shen Jiang's face changed instantly, and just as he was about to attack, he felt as if a million mountains were pressing down on him, unable to move at all, and uncontrollably wanted to kneel towards Jian Wushuang.

"You, dare to let God surrender?" He spat out these words with difficulty.

Jian Wushuang did not answer, but his eyes flashed, and he immediately moved towards Feihong God.

call out!

Without any hindrance, the Wu Weeping Divine Sword in Jian Wu's hands was directly inserted into the chest of Feihong God General, and then, the sharp sword intent erupted.

"Mortal, feel my slaying swordsmanship."

Feihong God General took a deep look at Jian Wushuang, and then his body collapsed, and he was strangled into powder by the sharp sword intent.

A trace of black lines floated up where Feihong Divine Sword disappeared, and then shot towards Jian Wushuang's eyebrows.

Jian Wushuang did not resist, he sat down with his knees crossed and slowly closed his eyes.

A magnificent voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's mind.

I, Feihong God General, the sword in my hand is only for killing!

boom! ! !

In an instant, a large number of Feihong God generals felt in the way of swordsmanship, mixed with his memory, and burst into Jian Wushuang's mind.

The world in front of Jian Wu's eyes suddenly began to change.

It was as if he had traveled through time and space in the universe, and before the five hundred Chaos Era, Jian Wushuang saw a young man with beautiful features, only seven or eight years old, holding a wooden sword, flying constantly under a hillside.

This is the Feihong God General when he was young.

"Inheritance of memory?"

Jian Wushuang murmured to himself, then slowly closed his eyes, immersed in the memories belonging to Feihong.

......

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the young man was sweating like rain, and his white shirt was soaked with sweat.

But he did not give up, his eyes were full of determination, he gritted his teeth, and kept waving the wooden sword in his hand.

Over and over again, the sword shadows overlapped and intertwined,

Accompanied by the boy's heavy breathing, accompanied by the summer's cicadas, whistling in the mountains.

"I, Feihong, must become the most powerful swordsman in the world!"

The sun gradually went down, and under the hillside of the setting sun, there was a boy's lofty ambition full of childishness.

"Xiao Fei, come back for dinner soon, your father bought a big herring from the town on purpose."

Down the hillside, the smoke from the cooking rose, and a peasant woman carried a hoe, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and shouted.

"Mother, here I come!"

Feihong quickly hid the wooden sword in his hand, took the big black bull on one side, and hurriedly ran down the hillside.

Feihong this year is eight years old.

......

Time turns.

This year, Feihong was nineteen years old.

This year was the only day in the nearby town where the Qingshan Sword Sect, the only sect, accepted apprentices.

Feihong rejected the hope of his parents to let him go to Beijing to take the exam. He asked the blacksmith Wang at the head of the village to beat a rough and ugly iron sword, and then sneaked out of the village and came to the gate of the Qingshan Jianpai.

He was mixed with a group of teenagers who also came to learn from the teacher, and he was a little uneasy.

Legend has it that the people who live in the Qingshan Sword Sect are all legendary immortals, who can ride the sword for thousands of miles and are very powerful.

And he, just a farmer herding cow, just practiced a few sword moves in a confused way, and he really can't put it on the table.

After a long wait, it was finally the Feihong assessment!

He mustered up his courage and walked up slowly under the serious eyes of the old man in charge of the assessment.

"Sword Soul Awakens! Sword Spirit Body!"

However, when the assessment results came out, the entire Qingshan Sword Sect was shaken!

Feihong, from a farmer's cow herding baby, has become the most dazzling new star in the entire Qingshan Sword Sect! none of them!

He worshipped the most powerful elder in the Qingshan Sword Sect, and countless resources were tilted towards him.

......

Time is long, time is ruthless.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are constantly wandering.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

That naive and timid herd boy back then has become the senior brother of the Green Mountain Sword Sect, the most dazzling star in the entire Green Mountain Sword Sect!

At this moment, Feihong, twenty-nine years old, high-spirited, confident and calm, handsome in appearance, I don't know how many handsome junior sisters of Qingshan Sword Sect, are fascinated by him.

Just when he was also immersed in the harmonious, peaceful and peaceful years of this division.

Mutation, sudden!

When he went out to perform a sect mission, he provoked the young sect master from the most powerful sect in this region, the Purgatory Sword Sect, and beheaded him in anger!

In an instant, catastrophe is imminent!

The Qingshan Sword Sect he belonged to was slaughtered all over the whole sect. The kind and gentle elders of the sect, the lively and playful junior sisters and juniors, all died tragically in front of him.

He watched the scene helplessly, but he had no resistance at all.

For the first time, he realized how weak he was, and realized that he was just an insignificant ant in this world.

In the end, Feihong escaped and was sent out of the Qingshan Sword Sect with all his strength.

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