i have a dead world

Chapter 550 Young Master Fengming
One fairy, two pavilions, three sects, and four elephants are proud of the sky.

At the beginning, An Baichen thought this was just a simple explanation of the major forces in the Daohai world, but now it seems that he is still too naive.

Now that I think about it carefully, when I was able to discover this place over and over again when my strength was low, it didn't seem to be due to luck, but because there is a secret in this place itself.

Can you imagine that when a sect gains enough fame, it will migrate to a better place on its own initiative like an animal?
Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen the location of Baihua Pavilion, whether it is Baihua City or Wutong City, they are not the headquarters of Baihua Pavilion.

Not long ago, An Baichen heard from Li Banxue that the Gate of Destiny was actually promoted, and it moved to a better place, which also caused An Baichen to rush into nothing.

"A sect that migrates actively, this is simply a reduced version of the world. Fame? Faith?"

An Baichen muttered in his mouth, he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, the fame of the Daohai world and the beliefs of the Western world might have something in common.

The Dao leads to the same goal, whether it is the Eastern world or the Western world, although the names are different, but the function is the same...

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"Come, come, Mr. Fengming is here."

The vast square was already overcrowded at this time, and some conflicts broke out even in order to get a better seat to listen to the sermon.

After the three of them finally found a place to stay, An Baichen glanced at Qin Yu who had already covered her face with a veil, should she go aside to show her face?An Baichen dared to bet that if Qin Yu showed up, the sensation would definitely not be smaller than this young master Fengming.

However, at this moment, following the sound of a phoenix cry resounding through the sky, a huge blue luan with a length of hundreds of feet slowly fell from the sky, and Master Fengming arrived...

His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, and his face is like stars. He is such a modest and handsome young man.

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't say how strong he is, just relying on this skin, this young master Fengming will not die of hunger."

An Baichen slandered viciously. It has to be said that in terms of appearance, among the people he has met, perhaps only some elves can compare.

There is no way, those guys of the elves are the darlings of the heavens, handsome men and beautiful women, so this is still belittling these guys.

"Mr. Fengming deserves to be the number one powerhouse of his generation. That Qingluan is probably already an existence in the Tianya Realm, right? Can such a powerful alien who can be respected as the ancestor in most clans be able to do so?" Beasts are used as mounts, Mr. Fengming really lives up to his reputation."

Someone sighed and said, there was no lack of praise in words.

"Hmph, it's just an adult green luan. I think back then, Master Wuhuan, a sword cultivator, killed hundreds of beasts with one sword, and there were many blue luan birds among them."

It started, and with the high-profile entry of Master Fengming, the sword cultivators on the scene immediately began to look for opportunities to suppress the opponent's arrogance.

"That's right, let's not talk about Mr. Wuhuan, just say that the No. 1 in Daohai World is now, isn't that our sword cultivator's Baili Changsheng? I said that sword cultivation is better than sword cultivation. Don't understand?"

As the words became more and more harsh, conflicts broke out at the scene.

However, when everyone was about to clash from verbal to physical, a voice suddenly shouted: "Sword Xiu Sichen, challenge Young Master Fengming, and hope that Young Master Fengming can teach you a thing or two."

As the saying goes, there is no first thing in literature, and no second in martial arts. Cultivators are not Confucian scholars, and they prefer to move their hands rather than speak...

"Chong!"

The sharp golden cry pierced the sky, and with a dazzling sword glow bursting out, vast spiritual power instantly filled the audience.

"So strong!"

Someone said in shock.

"Who is this Si Chen? Why have I never heard of such a number one person in the sword cultivator before? Is he from the Jiange?"

The Sword Cultivator of the World has created the Jiange. Although this is a bit exaggerated, it can also show how important the Jiange occupies in the Dao Sea World Sword Cultivator.

The sun, moon and stars are trembling, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are neighing, and as soon as Si Chen makes a move, visions appear all over the place, from the golden lotus blooming to the four elephants singing together, the endless sword intent is flowing, Si Chen is still there, and it will shake the world... …

It became a blockbuster, needless to say, after this time, there will definitely be a place for him in the world of Dao Hai, if he is not a member of Jiange, Jiange will make an exception and let him join.

The huge momentum caused everyone to scream in surprise, but when they were shocked by the scene before them, Mr. Fengming also made a move...

"Dong dong dong..."

Young Master Feng Ming lightly touched the scabbard with the index finger of his left hand, and suddenly bursts of sounds like heartbeats came to everyone's ears in such a strange way.

And after he knocked more than ten times, everyone suddenly realized that the knocking sound merged with their own heartbeat.

Perceiving such a change, everyone's complexion suddenly changed. The heart is the head of the "five organs", which contains its own essence and blood.

If other parts are injured, you can survive if you are depressed, but if your heart is injured, even if you can survive, I am afraid that you will become a useless person.

Therefore, monks are extremely careful about protecting their hearts. Even in battles, the heart often has the most aura condensed.

However, at this time, my heart has fallen into the rhythm of others, so what if the other party changes the rhythm?Will my own heartbeat also change?
No one dared to take this risk, but when they tried to resist, they suddenly discovered in despair that they could do nothing at all...

"Master Fengming, we are all here to listen to your preaching, and we are all sword masters, so I hope that Master Fengming will be merciful."

Someone shouted in panic.

"Hehe, it's interesting. This guy seems to have realized something incredible. He can actually control other people's heartbeats."

Similarly, An Baichen was no exception, at this moment his heartbeat had already merged with the sound of Mr. Fengming knocking on the scabbard.

However, unlike the panic of others, An Baichen didn't seem to care about it at all, and it was fine, he was actually trying to make his heartbeat more consistent with the rhythm of the opponent's percussion.

"Well, this person is very strong. If he fights head-on, I'm not his opponent."

Yu Sheng touched the position of his heart, and then said after sensing the differences.

"It's not easy to break this rhythm, but it can be done. I just don't know if the other party is doing their best. If not, then this person is really dangerous."

Qin Yu closed her eyes, she was also sensing this movement, and at the same time, she was also thinking about how to get rid of it the fastest...

(End of this chapter)