Feng Yiming used the Sword Will of the Sky to block the attacks of the Demons sect warriors while absorbing the dark red gas around him. At this moment, he was in a berserk state, and his aura was constantly rising.
As his aura rose, the power of the sword moves he used also gradually increased. The Sword Will of the sword moves also strengthened bit by bit.
Gradually, it became easier for Feng Yiming to block the attacks of the five blade lights. Basically, he only needed a few breaths of time to resolve the five blade lights.
Moreover, his power seemed to be slowly recovering after he absorbed the dark red gas. Even so, his sword technique disappeared immediately after he neutralized the blade light.
Therefore, his sword moves had not reached the point where they could injure or even kill the Demons sect warriors. However, being able to increase his combat strength to such a level was enough to shock Feng Yiming.
Although he was in a berserk state, Feng Yiming's consciousness was still clear. He was very clear about the changes in his body and the increase in his combat strength. He could not help but feel puzzled and shocked.
Although Feng Yiming did not understand the surrounding gas, now that he had absorbed it into Navel, his cultivation and combat strength had increased. It was even more powerful than absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
As the absorption of the dark red gas gradually increased, Feng Yiming's cultivation had unknowingly reached the peak of the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and was about to break through to the late stage of the Golden Elixir.
If he could break through two small realms in a row in a short period of time, it would be a very happy thing for Feng Yiming. Therefore, he prayed in his heart that the gas would help him advance in his cultivation.
Things were just as Feng Yiming thought. After a few more rounds of attacks, his cultivation had successfully reached the point of advancement, and he had successfully advanced to the late stage of the Golden Elixir.
With the successful advancement of his cultivation, Feng Yiming's battle prowess had increased once again. Coupled with the fact that he had successfully cultivated the ninth move of the Heaven-Shaking Sword Technique, it was now much easier for him to deal with the attacks of the five Demons sect warriors.
The high-spirited Feng Yiming controlled his sword and launched a powerful counterattack. As soon as the Sword Will Shakes the Heavens was unleashed, the powerful sword will shrouded an area and directly crushed the five blades that were attacking him. Then, without losing any momentum, it attacked the warriors of the Demons sect.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The body of the warrior from the Demons sect was instantly turned into fine powder under the attack of the sword. The remaining five warriors from the Demons sect also suffered the same fate.
At this time, Feng Yiming was still absorbing the dark red gas around him. There was only about 30% of the gas left in the space, and all of it had gathered around his body.
Since he wasn't sure if any more warriors from the Demons sect would appear, Feng Yiming simply stood there without moving and absorbed all of the gas.
After he finished cultivating and waited for a long time, there were still no traces of the warriors from the Demons sect around him. Only then did he guess that perhaps the test had ended.
At this time, Luo Ping also flew down and stood beside Feng Yiming. He said, "It seems that no more warriors from the Demons sect will appear. Perhaps the inheritance of the Holy Palace of Slaughter will appear next. You must seize this opportunity."
Hearing Luo Ping's words, the originally calm Feng Yiming suddenly became excited. Although he hadn't seen the shadow of the inheritance and whether he could obtain it was unknown, the inheritance of a first-class sect was enough to make him look forward to it.
"As long as the inheritance appears, I will definitely do my best to obtain it. This time, not only did my cultivation improve, but I also successfully cultivated the ninth art of the Sky Sweeping Sword Art. It can be said that I have gained a lot."
"If I can obtain the inheritance here, I really don't know how to thank Brother Luo. Unfortunately, I'm a man. If it were a woman, I would definitely give myself to you."
At this moment, Feng Yiming was even more grateful to Luo Ping in his heart, but he didn't know how to thank him. He could only say this.
Hearing Feng Yiming's words, Luo Ping immediately said, "If you want to be a woman, that's easy. As long as I wave my sword, you can turn from a man to a woman. It just depends on whether you want to or not. Hahaha."
As Luo Ping spoke, he looked at Feng Yiming's crotch. The latter's expression changed and he smiled awkwardly.
"Brother Luo, how can you scare people like this? You want me to be a eunuch. Of course, I don't want to."
"Well, anyway, I don't have anything to thank Brother Luo for now. Let's talk about it in the future. Don't worry, I definitely won't forget."
Feng Yiming knew that Luo Ping was joking with him. He didn't need to thank him at all. He could only find an opportunity to thank Luo Ping in the future.
Just when Feng Yiming was about to continue speaking, a figure appeared in the void in front of the two of them. It immediately attracted their attention. They looked up and down at the person in front of them with doubts.
In front of them stood an old man with an immortal aura. He was hale and hearty, with an extraordinary temperament. His whole body exuded a domineering and majestic aura.
Although they didn't know the old man's identity, Luo Ping and Feng Yiming weren't worried at all. They knew where they were. If the old man wanted to attack them, he wouldn't have shown himself.
They guessed that the old man in front of them must have something to do with the inheritance of the Slaughter Saint Palace. Since the old man took the initiative to show himself, he would definitely state his intentions.
Therefore, Luo Ping didn't speak and waited for the old man to speak first. Seeing that Luo Ping didn't speak, Feng Yiming also pretended to be mute. They stared at the old man in front of them in silence.
"Haha, you're really patient. In that case, I'll go first. Let me ask you, you're not disciples of the Slaughter Saint Palace, right?"
The old man laughed loudly and broke the silence. He immediately pointed out the identity of Luo Ping and the others.
"That's right, we're not disciples of the Slaughter Saint Palace. May I ask who you are? How did you appear in the Sword Body Space? Are you the Sword Spirit of this sword? "
Luo Ping didn't hide his identity because Feng Yiming was a complete Human race. It would be unnecessary for him to hide his identity. However, he still couldn't figure out the old man's identity.
In his opinion, only the Sword Spirit of a treasure sword could exist in the Sword Body Space. In addition, he couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, which made him even more certain.
"You can say that. The two of you are very interesting. One of you is of the Human race after being demonized. He has a lot of skills and is quite strong. The other one is of the Human race, but he has cultivated the Sword Skill left behind by the Sword Devil of the Demons sect. You're also an anomaly."
The old man gave a vague answer to his identity and then changed the topic back to Luo Ping and Feng Yiming. The two of them changed their expressions and looked at each other.
They saw a trace of unease in each other's eyes. The fact that the old man in front of them could see through them so clearly made them feel uneasy.
After being surprised, Luo Ping calmed down again. He hadn't exposed his Gate of Xuantian, so the old man couldn't see through it. This meant that the old man only knew that he had a Profound Weapon when he released Feng Yiming.
In other words, they had been under the old man's watch since they entered the Slaughter Cave. Their every move couldn't escape the old man's eyes.
If that was the case, Luo Ping wasn't afraid. What he was afraid of was that the old man saw through everything.
"Senior's eyes are indeed sharp. You saw through our secrets in an instant. However, you said that the Sword Skill that brother Feng cultivated was left behind by the Sword Devil of the Demons sect. How is that possible?"
"This sword skill was obtained from the Yuan Yi Sacred Palace. It should be an orthodox cultivation technique of the Human race. How could it be related to the Sword Devil of the Demons sect?"
"Furthermore, if it's really a cultivation technique of the Demons sect, how could brother Feng cultivate it? He's of the Human race."
Luo Ping asked the old man. It was very strange that the old man said that the Sword Skill that Feng Yiming cultivated was passed down by the Sword Devil of the Demons sect.
After all, this sword skill appeared in the storage ring that Immortal Qing Xiu had given him. Immortal Qing Xiu had obtained it from the ruins of the Yuan Yi Sacred Palace.
How could the sword skill in the Yuan Yi Sacred Palace be left behind by the Sword Devil of the Demons sect? Even if it was, Feng Yiming was of the Human race. In addition, he was in the Mortal Realm. There was no demon qi to cultivate. How could he successfully cultivate the Sword Skill?
Feng Yiming was also very confused. When he heard Luo Ping's question, he also stared at the old man in front of him, wanting to get to the bottom of this.
"Your suspicions are not without reason, but have you ever wondered why your Slaughter Qi is unable to enter the sword body space, but his Slaughter Qi is able to? Is it just because he cultivates the Dao of Slaughter? "
The old man looked at Luo Ping and asked. The latter's heart trembled. Only now did he realize this point. Previously, he did think that Feng Yiming's killing intent could open the sword body space because Feng Yiming cultivated the Dao of Slaughter.
Now that the old man asked him this question, he began to have some doubts. However, if it wasn't because of this reason, then it was most likely because of the cultivation technique that he cultivated.
"Senior, you said that the sword skill that brother Feng cultivates is passed down by the Sword Devil of the Demons sect. Since his killing intent can open the sword body space, I guess it must be related to the Sword Skill of the Sword Skill."
"If that's the case, could it be that the Slaughter Cave was left behind by the Sword Devil? Could the founder of the Slaughter Sacred Palace be the Sword Devil you mentioned?"
Luo Ping said his guess based on the old man's words. The old man was slightly surprised at first, but then a look of admiration appeared on his face.
"Haha, with just a few words from me, you were able to deduce the situation so accurately. You're indeed meticulous and wise."
"You're right. The founder of the Slaughter Sacred Palace was a Sword Devil of the Demons sect. His name was' Slaughter ', and people called him the Slaughter Sword Devil."
"When the Slaying Sword Demon ascended, his swordsmanship had already reached the realm of perfection. Just the swordsmanship released by his demonic sword could easily kill a cultivator of the Mahayana Stage, let alone his sword."
"At that time, his strength had already reached the level of a Yellow Soul Stage Heavenly Demon. That was why he was called the Sword Devil. You should know that the Sword Devil is a title that only a Swordsman of the Demons sect can obtain after ascending to the Demon Realm. It's just like the Sword Immortals of the Human race."
"The reason why the Slaughter Sword Devil was so powerful was that he cultivated an extremely rare and heaven-defying cultivation technique. It was with this cultivation technique that he became famous. Not only did he become the Sword Devil of his generation, but he also established the Slaughter Sacred Palace, which has been a first-class Demon Sect for more than a million years."
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