I level up from the mirror

He was sitting on a bronze pedestal, holding a large sword in his hand.

Feng Yun looked in front of him. The eyes of this strong man were obviously wary, because he found that he could not see through the state of the person in front of him. He quickly pulled out the mirror, but he suddenly remembered that since entering this place, the mirror could no longer be seen. Can't be mobilized.

He immediately realized the dangerous situation at hand. The danger here was indeed beyond his expectation.

"who are you?"Feng Yun clenched the long sword in his hand, and pointed the blade at the man in front of him.

This is the most advantageous posture, because it is the posture that can launch the fastest and most violent resistance when danger comes.

Sitting on the bronze pedestal The man on the top slowly stood up. He moved his muscles and bones. For a moment, his bones made crisp sounds with each other.

But the sound was not simple, because if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of a dragon in it. The sound of roaring tigers

"A certain old name is no longer known to everyone. It has been so long that I have forgotten it, but I still remember the big sword in my hand clearly. The name of the sword is Wangchuan, so I can also be called Wangchuan."

"Forgotten River? How will you be here? who are you?"Feng Yun was relieved of one doubt in his heart, but more doubts followed. The man who named himself Wangchuan smiled.

"Well, you really have a lot of questions, but I haven’t spoken to anyone else for tens of thousands of years. Now that I finally have someone who can talk, I should naturally cherish it."

Wangchuan raised his head and glanced at Feng Yun again, and then flicked his hand slightly. A bronze pedestal appeared behind Feng Yun. Wangchuan waved to Feng Yun to sit down, and then he returned to his previous position and sat down.

"Sit down first and let's talk for a while. It won't be too late to talk about our tasks before we finish."

Feng Yun thought for a moment, and then sat down. He did not doubt that this was a trap, because even he could not see through the strength of the man in front of him, and he would not use other means if he wanted to really deal with him.

"I can see that you have a lot of doubts, so let's talk about it slowly. Naturally, I am here because someone locked me in and gave me this mission."

As soon as Wangchuan opened his mouth, he revealed a reason that surprised Feng Yun.

"Why did someone lock you in here? Although I can't see through your current strength, you are so strong that someone can still lock you in here?"

Feng Yun's eyes were full of shock.

Wangchuan just smiled, and then sighed helplessly.

"There is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. I am better than you, and some people are better than me. Isn't this a normal thing?"

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment after hearing Wangchuan's words, and nodded slowly. What he said was not wrong. He just fell into a misunderstanding.

Wangchuan raised his head slightly and looked at the top of the bronze passage and fell into it. After pondering for a while, he slowly spoke, as if recalling what happened back then.

"I am now at the peak of the mid-twelfth level, but I just entered the eleventh level back then. I was accused of being in this bronze passage for many years without any resource support. To be able to reach this point now, I have already reached the peak."

After saying that, Wangchuan let out a long sigh.

Before Feng Yun had time to recover from Wangchuan's strength, which was now at the peak of the mid-twelfth level, he heard Wangchuan continue to talk about what happened that year.

"Not to mention the me back then, even I can't beat me now. The owner of this palace previously had another demonic dragon locked up here. His strength was in the middle of the thirteenth level, so he knew a little more than me. According to him, that person's strength must be at least seventeen levels."

Feng Yun did not speak after hearing this, but fell into silence.

Because as far as he knew, the master of Ziyun Pavilion was still working hard to break through the tenth level peak, and this effort had been going on for many years.

But Ziyun The realm that the pavilion master dreamed of seemed to the man in front of him to be insignificant and easy to get.

Feng Yun did not speak, but Wangchuan's narration continued.

"I don’t know what the current era is like, but I know that in our era, the Seventeenth Level was considered the strongest among the strong. He didn’t know why he built this palace, and he didn’t know why he arrested so many people and took us Put it inside and tell me what kind of assessment will be conducted."

Wangchuan's memories were obviously very painful, especially at this stage. He frowned and the hand holding the long knife tightened.

"Many of my friends were also arrested, but they didn't survive and died in the end, leaving only me. The Demon Dragon Lord died, and I lost the last person I could talk to. I wanted to commit suicide, but that person appeared. I said that if I live, my other relatives and friends will also survive, but if I die, they will be buried with me, so I chose to live until now."

Feng Yun remained silent and didn't speak, because he knew that he didn't know what to say.

He thought about it. If it were him, he would probably make a similar decision, but he could really do it. Spend tens of thousands of years in this deserted bronze passage?

"That person told me to let me wait here for someone to come, no matter who it is, as long as it is a human being, not counting Warcraft, and then let me have a fight with him, and if I win, I can regain my freedom. If I lose, the only option is to die and let that person pass."

At this point, Wangchuan had recovered from his memories. He lowered his head and looked at Feng Yun sitting in front of him.

"That person has already arrived, and that person is you."

Feng Yun was silent for a while, and then stood up. Wangchuan glanced at Feng Yun appreciatively, and then stood up. He slowly walked towards Feng Yun, dragging the long knife behind him, making a harsh sound.

"Your strength is not as good as mine, so I give you three moves."After Wangchuan finished speaking, he stood there and closed his eyes without moving.

Feng Yun did not hesitate. As soon as Wangchuan finished speaking, he picked up his sword and rushed towards Wangchuan.

"Bafang Pure Yin Sword!"

Feng Yun shouted in a low voice. The color of the Guixu Sword in his hand was completely different from usual. It was filled with pure black.

Although Wangchuan did not open his eyes, he could clearly feel that at this moment, Feng Yun's whole body was filled with darkness. Qi, Yin Qi is extremely heavy.

This is not only Yin Qi, but also Yin-cold Qi, and this Yin-cold Qi is so pure that it actually attracts the soaring cold air at the bottom of the cold pool to gather here.

"This is exactly that man's swordsmanship."Wangchuan let out a long sigh, but he didn't make any move.

He was here, at the bottom of the cold pool for tens of thousands of years, and he no longer had any fear of the cold.