Seven World Martial God

Three months' time, in the blink of an eye. 【First Release】

"Sure enough, this is the holy land of swordsman warriors. I have already felt the edge of a breakthrough. It's just a little bit short of it."

On a reef three hundred miles away from Tiandou Peak, there was a young man sitting cross-legged. His name was Feng Yuan, one of the three swordsman warriors of the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai.

In fact, Feng Yuan is also famous in the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, otherwise he would not be qualified to come to the Sea of ​​Three Swords with the Seventh Prince and Sun Yun.

Among the Seven Princes and others, Feng Yuan's cultivation base was second only to the Seven Princes, and the spirit stones obtained by Ye Tian had already advanced to the half-step Martial King realm.

Now, Feng Yuan's three months of training in Tiandou Peak had already brought him to the edge of the Martial King realm, and he was just short of that last opportunity.

And this opportunity came soon.

A month later, Feng Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, two dazzling brilliance shot out from his eyes, almost substantive gazes, and immediately awakened the other two Beihai who were not far away practicing here. Warriors of the Eighteen Nations.

"Brother Feng, you..."

When the two saw Feng Yuan's gaze, they were suddenly shocked.

But at this moment, a power of king suddenly erupted from Feng Yuan, swept this space, drove a stormy sea, and made the sea tremble.

"King Wu!" The other two warriors from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea were shocked. They looked at Feng Yuan, in addition to surprise, there was deep envy.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Feng Yuan to be promoted to King Wu, hahaha..." Feng Yuan, who was not far away, finally consolidated his realm. He opened his mouth and laughed, his face full of excitement and excitement.

In addition, the warrior was very envious. They understood Feng Yuan's feelings at this time. As the second batch of young talents from the Eighteen Nations of Beihai who came to Sandaohai, their talents were not top-notch among the young generation of the Eighteen Nations.

If they were still in the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, let alone Feng Yuan, even the Seventh Prince would not have the opportunity to be promoted to the realm of King Wu.

But now, not only the Seven Princes, even Feng Yuan, who is not much better than their talents, has also been promoted to the realm of King Wu, standing on the pinnacle of the Eighteen Kingdoms in the North Sea.

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

In front of his life and death companions, Feng Yuan did not bully others. He quickly put away his momentum and said with a smile: "Brother Li and Brother Zhang, don't envy me. Use your talents to hone here for a few months. , I’m afraid it’s not far from being promoted to the King of Wu in half a step, and I can definitely become King of Wu in the future. (Starter

"Then I would like to thank Brother Feng for his words." The two warriors laughed.

"This is also thanks to Ye Zhizun. Without him, where we are today, we must remember this kindness in our hearts." Feng Yuan said deeply, and he was full of gratitude to Ye Tian.

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

"A bunch of hillbillies!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, causing the faces of the three Feng Yuan to change.

"Who's not ashamed?" One of the warriors from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea suddenly turned his head, glaring at the visitors.

Feng Yuan and the other warrior also looked behind them coldly, their faces full of anger.

However, when they saw someone coming, they were silent.

I saw in the sky behind, a dozen warriors stepped into the air, all of them were powerhouses above the Wuhuang level, and the momentum and pressure of the Wuhuang level made the surrounding air solidify.

Feng Yuan and the three people instantly felt their bodies tremble, their legs and feet unable to move, and they were imprisoned by an invisible power.

"terrible!"

The three Feng Yuan were trembling with fear, and they were more than a dozen martial emperors!

Moreover, the white-haired old man was even more unfathomable. Just a casual glance at them made them chill and almost suffocated to death.

"There is only one Martial King who has only been promoted, and two Martial Kings? At first glance, I know that they are a humble casual cultivator. Such a cultivation base dare to come to the Tiandou Peak Holy Land. It seems that I want my father to send some people over, otherwise what? Both Ama and Agou dare to come to Tiandou Peak." The young man glanced at Feng Yuan's trio with disdain, his face full of sarcasm.

Feng Yuan's three people were frightened and angry, but they dared not say anything. They were not idiots. At a glance, they could see that this group of people was not irritable. They must be the power of the Three Swords Sea.

So the three of them swallowed.

"Young Master, let's go, it's not worth wasting time with these people." The white-haired old man said. He had only seen Feng Yuan three people from beginning to end, apparently thinking that Feng Yuan three people were only worth his glance.

The young man nodded when he heard the words, then looked at Feng Yuan and the others, and snorted coldly: "Go away, it's best to get away. If it weren't for the Holy Land of Tiandou Peak, you have no intention to leave today.

A cold snort, with a powerful sonic attack, shocked a wave.

In an instant, including Feng Yuan, three young talents from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea were blown out, blood spurting wildly.

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

But the other two martial artists were in the realm of Martial Lords. The difference in strength was too great. They were severely injured and passed out directly. I am afraid that even if they don't die, they won't be far away.

"You..." Feng Yuan checked the injuries of the two companions, his eyes flushed with anger, and he glared at the young people.

"What are you looking at? Don't hurry up, if you're 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 Regret coming to the Sea of ​​Three Swords." 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 and looked at the back of the young people. After all, he didn't say a word, nor did he call out Ye Tian, ​​who was cultivating.

"Even though Brother Li is seriously injured, there is no danger to their lives. When Ye Zhizun wakes up, they will be rescued. I can't make Ye Zhizun trouble."

In spite of his anger, Feng Yuan reminded himself over and over again in his heart that this is the Sea of ​​Three Swords, not the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, and that Ye Tian must not provoke an enemy.

At the moment, Feng Yuan helped his two companions stabilize their injuries and stay away from Tian Doufeng. But he didn't leave Tiandou Peak stupidly. After all, there are three main sects' rules, and no one dares to kill them here.

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

"Young Master, we are waiting for you here. If you need anything, just call the 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 on the top of the peak, and there is also a holy stone made by the ancestor. I really want to see it." The young man laughed.

"Um, young master, it's not that the old slave is underestimating you. Even the old slave can barely step into this peak, and it can't last long. The young master wants to reach the peak, I am afraid that he will have to wait for his cultivation to advance to martial arts. Only at the fifth emperor level," said the white-haired old man.

"Hey, 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 top of this peak and live with him for decades!" The young man waved his hand and laughed.

"The young master has this ambition, why don't you worry about it? The old slave is pleased." The white-haired old man nodded appreciatively.

After all, the young man climbed up on his own. He was arrogant and disdain to practice in low places. Even if it was the first time he came to Tiandou Peak, he was ready to go up to the highest point in a hurry.

The white-haired old man and more than a dozen martial emperors were watching at the foot of the mountain.

"Elder Huo, where do you think the young master can go the most for the first time?" One of the Wuhuang experts asked curiously. As the Wuhuang experts, they also practiced swordsmanship. They have been to Tiandou Peak more than once or twice. Know the difficulty of climbing this mountain.

"Like you, it's halfway up the mountain at most. This is a limit. There is no strength above the tenth rank of Emperor Wu, so don't think about going up a bit." Huo Lao groaned for a moment and said.

"The young master is a wizard of swordsmanship, coupled with his extraordinary talents. After three years of training here, he may be able to promote his Heavenly Swords to the seventh level. At that time, only the powerhouses above the sixth level of the Martial Emperor will be able to do so. It threatens him." The Wuhuang strong man admired.

"Of course, in this generation of the Three Martial Arts, the young master of our Heavenly Sword Sect has the strongest talent, second only to Sword Immortal Li Taibai. In the future, it will definitely lead us to overcome the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Human Sword Sect. "Huo Lao said proudly after hearing this.

"I heard that Prince Long has entered the Zhenwu Academy for training, hehe, no matter how powerful they are, they dare not leave Beihai. No matter how talented the Dragon Prince is, they can only enter the Zhenwu Academy. And our young master will soon enter Cultivation in Qinglong Academy, this is the strongest academy among the five great divine academies, and the young master will definitely be better than Long Prince in the future.” The Emperor Wu said excitedly.

"Nevertheless, we still don't provoke the Flood Dragon Clan. No matter how powerful they are, they will not dare to go out of the North Sea~www.readwn.com~ does not threaten us at the Heavenly Sword Gate, and there is no need to offend them." Huo Lao said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Elder Huo, we are naturally aware of this. Others don't know the horror in the depths of the North Sea, don't our Heavenly Sword Sect martial artist still know it?" The Emperor Wu said quickly.

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

The Wuhuang strong man suddenly shut up. As a strong man of the three sects, he naturally knew the horror in the depths of the North Sea, which was a place where many holy places in the Chinese mainland were afraid to set foot.

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

In the Sea of ​​Three Swords, as long as there are children of the Jiaolong clan coming out to practice, the warriors of the three major sects choose to stay away and are unwilling to make enemies with them.

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