The Martial Exhibition Tower became turbulent again. Gu Qing's arrival in the sky caused a great commotion!
Did Gu Qing want to kill Feng Feiyun as well?
"Gu Qing is out!"
"Not too long ago, a young prodigy rose to the top and reached peak God Base at the age of sixteen, causing a great stir at the pagoda. Then, he went into isolated cultivation for twenty-three years. Rumor has it that he was cultivating an extremely profound sword art. Now that he has come out, does this mean that he has successfully cultivated this sword art?"
This so-called isolated training was not death. After twenty-three years, he would still come out from time to time, but he wouldn't leave the pagoda.
"Gu Qing's cultivation must have reached the peak of peak God Base and cultivated at least seven divine intents. Otherwise, he wouldn't be ranked 278th on the Pagoda's Hundreds List."
"Anyone who can make it into the top 300 of the Pagoda's Hundreds List has at least cultivated seven divine intents."
The Pagoda's Hundreds List was a ranking of the young experts of the pagoda. Only those below the age of forty were qualified to be on the list. There were a total of five hundred names.
As long as one could be in the top five hundred of the pagoda's younger generation, they would be able to enter the list.
Prodigies who were able to enter the list were all targets that the great powers wanted to recruit. They were also the stars of the pagoda and were worshipped by countless young disciples.
Gu Qing stepped on the eight iron scales and slowly descended to the third floor of the Martial Exhibition Tower. A white jade sword was hanging on his waist while he wore a white scholarly robe, making him look like an enigmatic scholar.
Feng Feiyun's steps were weak as he stood at the edge of the Martial Exhibition Tower with a sickly expression. There were still traces of blood on his sleeves and mouth as if he didn't have much life left.
"Who are you?" Feng Feiyun spoke and coughed twice.
"Gu Qing!" Gu Qing indifferently replied.
"I don't know you!"
Feng Feiyun's gaze slightly shifted towards Murong Zhuo's group in the distance. He knew that this was an expert invited by these people.
Originally, Feng Feiyun felt that there was no deep hatred between him and these people. There was no need to kill them. He wanted to let them live. However, these people didn't know what was good for them and provoked him again and again.
They didn't want to live anymore.
The corner of Gu Qing's mouth curled up as he laughed, "I originally didn't want to kill a heavily injured person, but your life is too valuable, so I have no choice but to kill you."
Feng Feiyun gently nodded and said, "You didn't do anything wrong."
Although he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Feng Feiyun appeared extremely calm. His expression was exceptionally calm, even though the person standing in front of him was an expert who had cultivated for decades.
Gu Qing didn't think that there would be someone who wasn't afraid of death in this world. He snorted softly and stretched out two fingers on his right hand. He formed a sword seal and the eight iron scales that were floating under his feet flew up at the same time. Their speed increased by dozens of times and they turned into countless blades that revolved around his body.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless ear-piercing wind-breaking sounds appeared as black shadows dashed in the air.
One energy to control eight laws — only cultivators with eight divine intents could do this.
"Princess, do you think we should …" Attendant Yu, who was standing to the side, whispered. His old eyes narrowed into slits as he stared fixedly at the Martial Exhibition Tower.
This old eunuch's eyes were very sharp and could tell that the princess was interested in Feng Feiyun. She wanted to recruit him as a guest, so he reminded her.
If he could help Feng Feiyun at this time, then he wouldn't be afraid that he wouldn't be grateful and pledge allegiance to the princess.
Princess Luofu smiled and slightly shook her head: "Gu Qing might be powerful, but the son of the demon is not so easy to kill. Let's wait a little longer!
Wait until the demon's son is pushed to the brink of death, then we can take action. It will be more effective. "
"Princess is right!" Eunuch Yu nodded and bowed.
"Very well!
This time, I will condense the last of my life force to take you down with me. "
Feng Feiyun said this and wiped the blood from his mouth. He unleashed nine secret techniques in a row as if he was truly condensing the last strand of energy.
However, when he said this again, no one believed him anymore. This was because the last time he said this, he had already killed a heaven-defying genius.
"Motherfucker, the demon's son is too wicked. Each time, he is condensing the last bit of energy, but he still hasn't finished even after several attempts."
"Who the hell would believe that he is condensing the last bit of energy!" Many cultivators secretly cursed Feng Feiyun for being too cunning.
The eight iron scales carried a murderous aura and engulfed the entire space. It was as if they had fallen into a meat grinder with murderous intents everywhere.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun finally condensed the last bit of energy and struggled to summon the Infinite Spirit Ring. A black light soared to the sky from the ring as six ancient diagrams appeared. The first was the "Eight Trigrams Mysterious Runes". The Yin and Yang Trigrams rotated in the sky with sixteen mysterious runes surrounding it. No one could understand what these sixteen runes were, but they contained a monstrous power.
The second was the "Four Yang Ancient Cauldron". A mysterious and mystical bronze cauldron floated in the middle of the runes with four green sheep guarding its four legs like four heavenly pillars.
The third was the "Netherworld Spirit Pagoda", the fourth was the "Flying Monarch", the fifth was the "Hundred Ghosts Banquet", and the sixth was the "Myriad Lights".
Together with the Dragon Horse River Diagram on the Evil Woman, there were a total of seven ancient diagrams. Each of them contained an extremely ancient and profound dao. One could only feel their strange charms, but they couldn't understand the intent behind them.
The six ancient diagrams were originally engraved on the Infinite Spirit Ring, but they had never been as clear as they were now. It was as if the six real worlds had existed.
Even Feng Feiyun revealed a hint of surprise at this moment, but he didn't have time to study it. He directly unleashed the Infinite Spirit Ring along with the six ancient diagrams, knocking the eight iron scales flying back.
This was the true power of a Spirit Treasure, and only a Spirit Treasure could stop it!
"You actually have a Spirit Treasure!"
Gu Qing's expression slightly changed. Before taking action against Feng Feiyun, he didn't know that Feng Feiyun had a Spirit Treasure.
"Nonsense!"
Feng Feiyun single-handedly held the Infinite Spirit Ring as he strode forward. He used the power of the Infinite Spirit Ring to shatter half of Gu Qing's eight iron scales. Step by step, Feng Feiyun didn't give Gu Qing a chance to fight back.
The spirit energy in Gu Qing's body was abundant, and his divine intents were powerful. He also had to unleash several secret techniques in order to barely stop the pressure of the Spirit Treasure.
"Aren't you heavily wounded?" Gu Qing took three steps back and unleashed the power of seven Qilins with both hands to barely stabilize his body.
"Well … Of course I'm heavily wounded, but I'm using the last of my strength to take you down with me."
The more Feng Feiyun fought, the more ferocious he became. He tore apart the power of seven Qilins, and a Spirit Treasure's power flew out from the side of Gu Qing's neck, almost piercing his throat.
"Damn you!"
Gu Qing felt regret. At this moment, Feng Feiyun didn't look like a wounded person at all; he was as fierce as a bull.
"Boom!"
The Infinite Spirit Ring carried the six ancient diagrams and surrounded the entire third floor of the Martial Exhibition Tower as if it wanted to suppress Gu Qing to death.
"Whoosh!"
A white ray of light rushed out from the halo of spirit energy like an unstoppable pillar of light. It pierced through the ancient diagrams and rushed out.
"Having a Spirit Treasure doesn't make you invincible.
Feng Feiyun, you haven't cultivated a divine intent yet, so you can't even exert one percent of the Spirit Treasure's power. It won't be difficult for me to defeat you. "
The one-meter-long White Cloud Sword on Gu Qing's waist flew out like a white dragon, slashing through the Spirit Tool's blockade and breaking through the domain.
He was right. Although Feng Feiyun had a Spirit Treasure, the increase in his battle prowess wasn't that heaven-defying, so it wasn't like he couldn't retaliate.
"I have been in isolated cultivation for twenty-three years and have cultivated a supreme sword technique. As long as I don't meet a grand achievement God Base, I am invincible and can break through a Spirit Treasure with one slash."
Gu Qing originally didn't want to use his supreme technique at this time. In the end, everyone would keep one or two hidden aces for a moment of life and death to achieve a one-hit kill effect.
However, under the watchful eyes of so many people, if he were to lose to someone with a lower cultivation and younger age, then how could he establish himself at the pagoda in the future? Thus, he had no choice but to reveal his trump card.
"I also have a supreme technique that I have cultivated for several thousand years. Recently, I have reached intermediate God Base so I can finally use it. You will be my first target." Feng Feiyun put away the Infinite Spirit Ring and put it back on his thumb.
"Motherfucker, this swindler Feng Feiyun is bragging again. Who the hell would believe that he has a supreme technique that he has cultivated for several thousand years!" A cultivator finally couldn't help but curse.
Even Princess Luofu and the great characters of the younger generation had black lines on their foreheads. This boasting was too much.
Although Feng Feiyun had an illustrious record in this battle and slaughtered several heaven-defying geniuses, no one remembered his strength. Instead, they remembered a certain truth, and that was that Feng Feiyun's words could never be trusted!