Rise Of Evil Sword God

The power of the Lunar Shadow Slash combined with the low-grade spirit weapon was extremely terrifying. The blade shadows fell from the sky like crescent moons, cutting through the layers of air.

Before the attack even reached Feng Yun, his skin started to hurt, and the Qi and blood in his body started to boil.

"The disciples of the Seven Sword Sect are not simple after all."

Facing Kang Song's most powerful attack, Feng Yun did not dare to take it head-on. He stepped on the Flying Cloud Step and did three weird dodging movements in an instant, dodging the Lunar Shadow Slash.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

The moment Feng Yun dodged, heavily injured Xing Li ignored the injuries on his body and quickly got up. His body flashed as he launched a fatal attack towards Feng Yun.

Feng Yun quickly took a step forward. The power of his entire body interweave with his Spirit Qi, and spirit gathered in a fist and slammed into the Eight Desolation Palms.

A terrifying power entered Xing Li's arms, causing the flesh on his arm to explode. His entire body was like a kite with its string cut, falling out of the arena and losing the match.

"Xing Li lost."

Kang Song knew very well about Xing Li's strength. Even if he wanted to defeat Xing Li, it would not be easy. Meanwhile, Feng Yun had used the most direct and brutal way to send him flying, causing Kang Song's heart to sink to the bottom.

He knew that he had kicked a steel plate, so he was afraid that he would lose this match.

Gradually, Kang Song lost some of his strength due to the heavy consumption of Spirit Qi. His attack speed and power were greatly reduced.

I admit defeat."

Kang Song's heart completely collapsed as he admitted defeat.

"It looks like it won't be long before the top ten of the outer sect ranking changes."

"Very good, Feng Yun. This is the bet you won, cultivate well, and strive to break through to the spirit gathering realm." After seeing Feng Yun's talent, Elder Jin started to appreciate the talent and handed all the bets to him.

"Thank you, Elder Jin."

Feng Yun put spirits stones into his bag and did not stay in the Dueling Arena for long. Under everyone's gazes of reverence, he turned around and left, returning to the small courtyard at the edge of the cliff.

In the pitch-black night, countless stars were hanging in the sky, surrounding the bright crescent moon. The starlight and moonlight blended together, making it look like an endless galaxy from afar. After adjusting his breathing, Feng Yun woke up from cultivation.

After simply eating something and filling his stomach, Feng Yun went to the gravity cave because he wants to use the pressure to practice.

This elder, I want to enter the Gravity Cave seven-level force.."

Feng Yun came to Gravity Cave in the dark and found a man with a thin body and black robes guarding the door of Gravity Cave and said.

"Seven Level space." The black elder raised the wrinkled eyelids and glanced at Feng Yun, coldly reminded. "Youngster doesn't be too high, take your 9th layer body realm, go to a seven-level space, practice is undoubtedly looking for death."

"Elder, I have the confidence to withstand seven levels." Feng Yun said. Although Feng Yun's realm is not high, he has the Ancient Fire Demon Bloodline. It can be said that his physical endurance is higher than the average Spirit Gathering realm.

"No, I don't allow you to make trouble. With your strength, you can only go to four or five layers of Gravity space to cultivate. The old man in the black is unmoved and coldly refuses.

"Feng Yun, junior brother, you came to Gravity Cave to practice."

Just Feng Yun thinking about how to persuade the elders in the black to put themselves in the seven-level space to practice, wearing a red tight-fitting training suit, the hot body is particularly charming, black short hair scattered on the shoulders and delicate features Yan Zilan walked in.

"Mm, I'd like to request that the elder allow me to enter the seventh level of the Gravity Cave to train. Senior Sister, will you help me?." Feng Yun nodded and pleaded.

"The seventh level of the Gravity Cave." Yan Zilan was startled and hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Feng, the seventh level of the Gravity Cave is extremely terrifying. The pressure it creates is enough to crush an expert into a meat patty. Please don't try to be brave."

"Do you think I'm the one who is trying to be brave?" Feng Yun rubbed his nose and smiled wryly.

"Are you really going to train on the seventh level of the Gravity Cave?" The black-clothed elder asked again when he saw the confidence in Feng Yun's eyes.

"Please grant me your permission to enter the gravity cave, Elder." Feng Yun nodded and said.

"Alright, since you insist on entering the seventh level of the Gravity Cave to train, then I'll give you a chance. Remember, the Gravity Cave is different from other places, it is very dangerous to train in it." The black-clothed elder solemnly reminded.

"I understand. I wouldn't joke about my life." Feng Yun nodded and promised.

"Twenty low-grade Spirit Stones per day are required to cultivate the seven layers of the Gravity Cave. How long do you plan on cultivating?" Black-clothed elder asked.

"Right. I'll train for ten days first." Feng Yun pondered for a moment, then handed two hundred low-grade Spirit Stones to the black-clothed elder.

"Follow me."

With that, the black-clothed elder brought Feng Yun along a dark stone path and entered the deeper parts of the grounds, arriving outside the seventh level of the Gravity Cave.

"Be careful in everything you do. Don't try to be brave." The black-clothed elder was worried and reminded again.

"Thank you, I will be careful." Feng Yun took a deep breath and said.

After he finished speaking, he crossed over a glowing door that was formed from numerous runes and entered the seventh level of the Gravity Cave.