Chapter 481: The Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. 【First release】

"This is indeed the holy place for Dao of the Sword fighters. I can already feel the edge of a breakthrough. It's only a tiny bit away."

On a reef three hundred miles away from Tiandou Peak, a young man was sitting cross-legged. His name was Feng Yuan, and he was one of the three Dao of Swords fighters from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea.

In fact, Feng Yuan is also well-known in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, otherwise he would not be qualified to come to Sandaohai with the Seventh Prince and Sun Yun.

Among the Seventh Prince and others, Feng Yuan's cultivation was second only to the Seventh Prince's. Using those spirit stones obtained by Ye Tian, ​​he had already advanced to the half-step Martial King realm.

Now, Feng Yuan's three months of tempering in Tiandou Peak had already brought him to the edge of the Martial King Realm, and the last chance was missing.

And this opportunity came soon.

A month later, Feng Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, two dazzling brilliance burst out from his eyes, almost substantive gazes, which immediately woke up the other two Beihai who were cultivating here not far away. Warriors from eighteen countries.

"Brother Feng, you..."

The two of them were shocked when they saw Feng Yuan's gaze.

But at this moment, a power of king suddenly erupted from Feng Yuan, sweeping across this space, driving up a stormy wave, making this sea area tremble.

"King Wu!" The other two warriors from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea were shocked. They looked at Feng Yuan with deep envy besides surprise.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Feng Yuan, would be promoted to Martial King one day, hahaha..." Feng Yuan, who was not far away, finally consolidated his realm, he opened his mouth wide and laughed, his face was full of excitement and excitement.

The other martial artist was very envious. They understood Feng Yuan's mood at this time. As the second batch of young men from the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai who came to Sandaohai, their talents were not top-notch among the young generation of Eighteen Nations in Beihai.

If they were still in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, let alone Feng Yuan, even the Seventh Prince might not have the chance to be promoted to the realm of Martial King.

But now, not only the Seventh Prince, but even Feng Yuan, who is not much more talented than them, has also been promoted to the realm of Martial King, standing at the pinnacle of the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai.

"Brother Feng, congratulations." The two warriors put away their envious thoughts and hurried forward to congratulate.

In front of life and death companions,

Feng Yuan did not bully others, he quickly put away his arrogance, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, Brother Zhang, don't envy me, with your talents, if you train here for a few months, you may be promoted half a step. King Wu is not far away, and he can definitely become King Wu in the future. (Starting)"

"Then I would like to thank Brother Feng for his auspicious words." The two warriors said with a smile.

"It's all thanks to Ye Zhizun. Without him, we would not be where we are today. We must keep this kindness in our hearts." Feng Yuan said deeply, he was full of gratitude to Ye Tian.

"That's natural!" The other two warriors also nodded.

"A bunch of rednecks!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, causing Feng Yuan and the others to change their expressions.

"Who is boasting?" One of the warriors from the eighteen countries in the North Sea turned his head and glared at the visitor.

Feng Yuan and another martial artist also looked behind them coldly, their faces full of anger.

However, when they saw the person coming, they fell silent immediately.

In the sky behind, more than a dozen warriors came from the sky, all of them were powerful above the Martial Emperor level, and the aura of the Martial Emperor level made the surrounding air freeze.

The three of Feng Yuan felt their bodies tremble instantly, their legs and feet could not move, and they were imprisoned by an invisible force.

"too frightening!"

Feng Yuan and the others trembled with fear, their faces were full of fear, these are more than a dozen powerful Martial Emperors!

Moreover, the white-haired old man was even more unfathomable, just looking at them casually, made them feel cold all over, and almost suffocated to death.

"Just a newly promoted Martial King, and two other Martial Lords? You can tell at first glance that you are a lowly casual cultivator. Even with such a cultivation level, you dare to come to the Holy Land of Tiandou Peak. It seems that I have to ask my father to send some people over, otherwise what will happen?" A cat and a dog dare to come to Tiandou Peak." The young man looked at Feng Yuan and the others with disdain, his face full of sarcasm.

The three of Feng Yuan were frightened and angry, but they dared not speak out. They were not idiots, and they could tell at a glance that this group of people must be a powerful force in the Three Swords Sea. They didn't want to cause trouble for Ye Tian.

So the three of them swallowed their anger.

"Young Master, let's go, it's not worth wasting time with these people." The white-haired old man said, he only saw Feng Yuan and the three from the beginning to the end, obviously thinking that Feng Yuan and the three were only worthy of him.

The young man nodded when he heard the words, then looked at Feng Yuan and the others, and snorted coldly: "Go away, you'd better go away, if this is not the holy land of Tiandou Peak, you will not be able to leave today, go away!"

With a cold snort, with a powerful sonic attack, a sea wave was shaken.

In an instant, including Feng Yuan, the young heroes of the three Beihai eighteen countries were immediately blasted out, blood spurting wildly.

Feng Yuan is better, after all, he has been promoted to the realm of Martial King, his strength has improved a lot, and the young man is not scared to death.

But the other two warriors were in the realm of Wujun, and their strengths were too different. They were seriously injured all of a sudden, and passed out directly.

"You..." Feng Yuan checked the injuries of the two companions, his eyes turned red with anger, and he glared fiercely at the youth and his party.

"What are you looking at? Get out now, if you are not worried about polluting the Holy Land, the three of you will die. Hmph, a group of lowly casual cultivators dare to step into Tiandou Peak. If I meet you again in the future, I will let you I regret coming to Three Swords Sea." The young man glanced at Feng Yuan with disdain, and flew directly towards Tiandou Peak with a group of people.

Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, looked at the backs of the young people and his group, after all, he didn't say a word, and he didn't call out to Ye Tian who was practicing.

"Brother Li is seriously injured, but their lives are not in danger. When Ye Zhizun wakes up, I will save them. I can't cause trouble for Ye Zhizun."

Despite his rage, Feng Yuan reminded himself over and over in his heart that this is the Sea of ​​Three Swords, not the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, and Ye Tian must not be provoked by enemies.

At the moment, Feng Yuan helped the two companions stabilize their injuries and stay away from Tiandou Peak. But he didn't leave Tiandou Peak so stupidly, after all, there are three sects' rules, no one would dare to kill them here.

As for the young man and his group, they had already left Feng Yuan and the others behind. They flew all the way to the foot of the mountain before climbing up.

"Young master, we will wait for you here, if you need anything, just call this old slave." The white-haired old man glanced at the top of Tiandou Peak and said to the young man.

"Hey, Uncle Huo, do you think I can climb to the top of the peak? I heard that there is an inscription by the patriarch on the top of the peak, and there is also a holy stone that the patriarch made back then. I really want to see it." The young man smiled.

"Uh, young master, it's not that the old slave underestimated you. Even the old slave can barely step into this peak, and he can't last long. If the young master wants to climb the peak, I'm afraid he will have to wait until his cultivation reaches the level of martial arts. Only at the fifth level of the emperor." The white-haired old man said.

"Well, I also know that my current strength is not good, but when I return from the mainland of China, I must build a house on the top of this peak and live there for decades!" The young man waved his hand and said with a smile.

"The young master has such ambition, so why worry about not being successful in the way of the sword? This old slave is very pleased." The white-haired old man nodded appreciatively.

After all, the young man climbed up by himself, he was arrogant and disdained to practice in the lower places, even if it was the first time he came to Tiandou Peak, he was ready to go all out to climb to the highest place.

The white-haired old man and a dozen or so Martial Emperor powerhouses waited and watched at the foot of the mountain.

"Mr. Huo, where do you think the young master can go the first time?" One of the Martial Emperors asked curiously. As a Martial Emperor and a practitioner of the Dao of the Sword, they had already been to Tiandou Peak more than once or twice. I know how difficult it is to climb this mountain.

"Like you, it's halfway up the mountain at most. This is a limit. If you don't have the strength of the Martial Emperor above the tenth level, don't even think about going any higher." Huo Lao pondered for a moment and said.

"The young master is a wizard of the Dao of the Sword, and in addition to his extraordinary talent, if he cultivates here for three years, he may be able to promote his Heavenly Sword Art to the seventh level. At that time, only those who are above the sixth level of the Martial Emperor can do it." Threatening him." The Martial Emperor exclaimed in admiration.

"Of course, among the three sects of this generation, the young master of our Heavenly Sword Sect is the most talented, second only to Sword Immortal Li Taibai, and will definitely lead our Heavenly Sword Sect over Earth's Sword Sect and Human Sword Sect in the future." ” Huo Lao said proudly when he heard the words.

"I heard that the Dragon Prince has already entered the Zhenwu Academy. Hehe, no matter how powerful the dragon clan is, they dare not leave Beihai. No matter how talented the Dragon Prince is, he can only enter the Zhenwu Academy. And our young master will soon enter Qinglong Academy is the strongest academy among the five gods, and the young master will definitely be stronger than Prince Long in the future." The Martial Emperor said excitedly.

"Having said that, we still don't want to provoke the Flood Dragon Clan. No matter how powerful they are, they dare not go out of the North Sea. They don't pose any threat to our Heavenly Knife Sect. There is no need to offend them." Huo Lao said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Huo. Of course we know this. Others don't know the horror of the depths of the North Sea. Don't we, the warriors of Tiandaomen, not know?" the Martial Emperor said quickly.

"Deep in the North Sea..." Mr. Huo seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank, he took a deep breath, and said, "That's not a place we can guess, and we should never pry into this secret..."

That Martial Emperor powerhouse immediately shut up. As a powerhouse of the three sects, he naturally knows the horror of the depths of the North Sea. It is a place that many holy places in the mainland of China dare not set foot on.

In the books and books of Tiandaomen, it is recorded that there was a peerless murderer who lived in the depths of the North Sea and killed more than a dozen martial saints. His blood stained the blue sky and the entire North Sea... This is a taboo history. , the powerhouses of the three sects all know it, but without exception, they all choose to forget it.

In the Sea of ​​Three Swords, as long as the children of the Flood Dragon Clan come out to practice, the warriors of the three sects will choose to stay away, unwilling to make enemies with them.

All this is because of that peerless murderer, that immortal and invincible existence who has lived for tens of thousands of years.