Douluo: Junior Junior Sister of Sword Sect became a saint in Wuhun Hall

If Feng Qianyan can't open this secret realm, it means that the Feng family has no fate with this inheritance.

Ye Ling'an frowned slightly, the Feng family is too unreliable.

It seems that the generation of the Feng family still relies on Feng Qianyan.

"Calculating the time, Qianyan should be arriving in Ningxing City soon."

The elder of the Feng family spoke slowly, with a heavy expression on his vicissitudes of life.

It's just one step away, why is it stuck here?

Everyone in the Feng family felt extremely uncomfortable, they were all waiting for this moment.

"Then wait for Feng Qianyan to come back."

Ye Ling'an's tone suddenly turned cold.The reaction of the Feng family was within her expectation, but the way to open this secret realm was still out of her consideration.

The talents of the Feng family are average.

Ye Ling'an stood aside, using his blue soul power to attach to the sword-shaped statue to cover up its fluctuations in soul power.

From the moment he discovered the statue, Ye Ling'an has been guarding here to ensure that the statue has not been touched by others.

Only with first-hand information can we be invincible.

Ye Ling'an thought so.

"almost."

Feng Wenhua said with a calm face.They sent a letter to Feng Qianyan as quickly as possible, in order to let Feng Qianyan come back as soon as possible.

Feng Qianluo, Feng Qianyun, and Feng Qianzhi failed to complete the last sword move with their joint efforts, so they could only pin their hopes on Feng Qianyan.

Ye Ling thought to herself, if her martial soul was Fengjian, she would have already gotten it by now, and it's not their turn to waste time here.

Feng Qianluo still didn't give up, and was still trying.

There was a determined expression on that delicate face, she bit her lip, and acted regardless of the pain in her body and the fear in her heart, but her arm moved forward only a few centimeters, and it seemed to be carrying a weight of about one hundred The heavy stones made her unable to move.

Heavy pressure swept over her, breaking her firmness.

It is precisely because the last step is difficult that she wants to complete it, so as to prove to everyone that her efforts were not in vain.

Ye Ling'an glanced at her indifferently, and said calmly: "Sometimes when you reach a certain level, hard work alone is useless."

It is an undeniable fact that it is impossible to move forward without talent.

Ye Ling'an knew that she could become a Contra at such a fast speed, because she had her own strong talent as a base, and she had put in double effort.

It's not that Feng Qianluo didn't work hard, it's just that her talent could hardly support her to complete this last step.

"Whether you will succeed if you work hard or not, I don't know, but you will definitely not succeed if you don't work hard."

Feng Qianluo had a pale face, and his hoarse voice fell clearly in everyone's ears.

Their eyes gathered on Feng Qianluo's body.

Indeed, if she has this determination, she will not be looked down upon by others.

Whether you are successful or not has to be seen slowly, but why do you gain success if you don't sweat it?
Nothing is free.

Hearing this, Ye Ling'an said, "What you said makes sense, but you can't convince me because your heart is trembling."

"As the so-called words and deeds are consistent, what is the use of you saying these things over and over again, but you can't do it? If I say it, I dare to do it. Do you have the courage?"

Ye Lingan's tone was very cold, she didn't care much about other people's eyes.

She has enough strength to make it impossible for others to refute her opinion.

It's not that she has become arrogant, but that she doesn't care about it.

"Of course I can!" Feng Qianluo gritted his teeth and said with firm emotion in those beautiful eyes, "I will definitely make one last swing."

Feng Qianluo is particularly unwilling, her talent is not low, it is impossible for her to be timid about this kind of thing.

She chose to face it in the most difficult way.

She tried her best, sweating profusely, her brows were tightly furrowed, and painful groans emerged from her mouth.

Challenge the limits of your body and tell the injustice with your actions.

Why should people with poor talent be stuck in certain realms?

Shouldn't they be recognized for their tremendous effort?
Just because one sentence of talent is not enough, can't you move forward?

Why? !
She has to break through the limit of her talent, so as not to get stuck at a certain step because of her talent.

Since the ancestors of the Feng family set this level of difficulty, it means that it must be possible in the Feng family.

Seeing the unyielding look in her eyes, Ye Ling'an immediately thought of Bei Liejiao.

The former Bei Liejiao was also so unyielding, resisting the injustice of fate.

"Then try it."

Ye Ling'an didn't stop Feng Qianluo's movements, and let Feng Qianluo continue.Because if you don't try it out, how will you know where your limit is?

The faces of the elders of the Feng family and Feng Wenhua were very solemn, and neither of them spoke.Obviously, they thought of tempering.

It is better to rely on the mountain to fall, to rely on everyone to fall, and in the end to rely on yourself.

Feng Qianluo's words made them feel a lot.

Who has never been young?
Young people always have to have the courage to fight hard. It has nothing to do with talent, but with their own arrogance.

Feng Qianluo closed her eyes, and she was carefully studying that move.All her movements fell into Ye Lingan's eyes, and complex emotions flashed in her blue eyes.

Everyone thinks differently.

Time passed little by little, Feng Qianluo raised the giant sword and swung the weapon at a slow speed.

Originally, she stayed in the last position, unable to move, but now she gritted her teeth and broke through the limit of her talent, and even made the last move.

Continuous movements, the blue soul power, the wind sword martial soul floated in the air, it suddenly became bigger, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and suddenly heavy wind and rain swept in.Feng Qianluo's figure actually looked lonely, and a feeling of desolation emerged spontaneously.

Ye Ling'an's eyes flashed with joy, because she could feel the change in the shape of the wind sword statue.

Its soul power fluctuates ten times as much as before.

The faintly visible blue magic circle emerged, making Ye Ling'an realize that the magic circle was about to be opened.

She injected soul power into it, and eight soul rings appeared on her body.Seeing this scene, the rest of the Feng family also used their soul power to help Ye Ling'an.

They could feel that the soul power required by this magic circle was enormous, and it was not something Ye Ling'an could afford.

Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of other forces in Ningxing City, but the Feng family locked up the news, just to prevent these people from spying.

The flickering blue sword array was displayed on the ground, and Feng Qianluo's face was pale, like a piece of white paper.

Ye Ling'an stretched out her right hand, and she supported Feng Qianluo from behind, so that Feng Qianluo would not lose his strength and fall to the ground.

Ye Ling'an's blue eyes were helpless, "It's still not enough!"

"This is not enough to open the secret realm."

Ye Ling'an held the Hanying Excalibur in her left hand, the blue light flashed, and she also started to use that sword technique.

From the runes, she has mastered the moves and postures of this set of swordsmanship, faster than Feng Qianluo and others.

"Not enough, then I will do it."

Feng Qianyan's cold voice suddenly appeared.