Chaotic Sword God

Chen Feng was filled with alarm, and an unprecedented huge crisis enveloped his mind, causing his pupils to shrink rapidly.

He responded correctly almost reflexively, retreating rapidly while blocking in front of him with the artifact in his hand.

"Boom!"

The five residual images of the Li Tian Sword merged into one and hit the artifact in Chen Feng's hand again. The powerful impact made Chen Feng stagger and retreat, and the top-grade artifact in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Jian Chen rushed over, surrounded by the laws of swordsmanship, and the Li Tian Sword turned into a residual image, waving out dazzling sword lights and fighting fiercely with Chen Feng.

For a while, the roar in the field was endless, and the violent energy storm mixed with fragmented sword energy fragments shot everywhere.

In a short period of time, the two fought hundreds of rounds, and the sky and the earth were blown by violent energy storms.

Chen Feng only had one top-grade artifact, the sledgehammer in his hand. After such a fierce fight with Jian Chen, the mid-grade artifact armor he wore later was already in tatters, with dense sword marks and even the blood of the Immortal Venerable with a strong energy aura flowing out.

On the opposite side, Jian Chen's Escape God Armor was also attacked and some marks appeared.

But it was just a mark. As a top-grade artifact of extremely high level, the Escape God Armor was absolutely not something that any Immortal Venerable could hurt by its own solidity.

Not to mention the Immortal Venerable in the early stage, even the peak of the Immortal Venerable in the middle stage could not cause substantial damage to the Escape God Armor.

On the surface, Jian Chen did not suffer any injuries, but in fact he also suffered some concussion injuries, but these injuries were no different from tickling for him.

"Too weak, if you only have this strength, you can't hold on for long in my hands." Jian Chen stood with a sword, with a surging fighting spirit on his body, looking at Chen Feng opposite with indifference.

Although they are both in the first level of the Immortal Venerable Realm, there are still differences in strength, and Chen Feng's combat power can only be considered average.

It is a relatively mediocre sequence.

Chen Feng was furious that he, a great Immortal Venerable Realm ancestor, was now being ridiculed by an Immortal Emperor. However, facing the amazing combat power displayed by Jian Chen, he had to admit that the Immortal Emperor in front of him was indeed very strong.

Before this, he never dared to imagine that a mid-stage Immortal Emperor could actually fight a Immortal Venerable head-on.

"Yang Yutian, even if you have an unprecedented talent, what can you do? You have offended so many top forces at the same time, and also provoked our Feng family. Your fate is doomed to be death."

"Now I can't do anything to you. If you don't die after the Motian Realm is opened, then I will report the matter here to the Nifeng Ancestor truthfully. You can just wait for the Nifeng Ancestor to hunt you down." Chen Feng said angrily. He knew the temper of his ancestor very well. He was definitely a master who would avenge his grudges.

"Do you still want to leave the Sky Realm alive?" Jian Chen showed a cold smile, and the cold murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"I admit that you can indeed compete with me, but if I want to leave, you can't stop me." Chen Feng said proudly, and he had already retreated and was unwilling to continue fighting with Jian Chen.

Because he also found that Jian Chen had endured a lot of his attacks, but he was not injured at all. This reminded him of a rumor, and he knew that if he continued to fight, he would not be able to outlast him.

"Thousand Soul Demon Lord, seal this place for me, and never let this person escape." Jian Chen suddenly spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely burly figure appeared out of thin air, and a monstrous demonic aura emanated from his body.

It was the Thousand Soul Demon Lord!

After these years of recovery and Jian Chen's several "raisings", the strength of the Thousand Soul Demon Lord is recovering rapidly. Although it has not yet recovered to the peak of the fourth heaven, it has also reached the peak of the third heaven.

"You... who are you? There is no such person as you among the immortals who entered the Motian Realm this time." Looking at the Thousand Souls Demon Lord who appeared out of thin air, Chen Feng was shocked. When he felt the strong pressure emanating from the Thousand Souls Demon Lord, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

But soon he seemed to realize something, his mind was shaken violently, and his eyes looking at Jian Chen suddenly changed. It was a color with strong heat and greed.

Mixed in it, there was even an extreme madness that was difficult to conceal.

"It turns out... It turns out that there is such a terrible treasure hidden in you!" Chen Feng's tone trembled, and he didn't know whether it was too excited or out of fear.

"Master, leave this kind of small character to me to deal with." The Thousand Souls Demon Lord said, when his eyes with black demonic flames fell on Chen Feng, Chen Feng's heart tightened immediately, and he felt an invisible pressure squeezing from all directions, and his whole body, even his soul, was about to be frozen.

Chen Feng's heart shuddered, and his hot and crazy heart instantly turned cold, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

He realized a serious problem. Although he discovered the amazing fortune hidden in Yang Yutian, he still had to face the threat of a person who had reached the third level of the Immortal Realm.

"No, you just need to block the surroundings to prevent this person from escaping. I will deal with this person myself." Jian Chen had a blank expression on his face, his eyes were cold, and the icy murderous intent that permeated caused the temperature around him to drop sharply.

Back then, an Immortal Realm ancestor of the Zixiao Sword Sect died at the hands of Master Nifeng. Now, this blood feud should be taken back bit by bit.

The figure of the Thousand Souls Demon Lord had disappeared, turning into a dense black mist floating in the void, appearing and disappearing.

When Chen Feng, who was on the opposite side, heard that Jian Chen was going to deal with him personally, he was immediately delighted and said to himself: "Stupid, if you let that third-level Immortal Lord take action, I definitely can't hold on for long, but you are so arrogant that you want to kill me with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor. Now I just need to delay time. I believe that it won't be long before other Immortal Lords pass by here."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's mood instantly became relaxed.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful sword intent suddenly spread out. The mere transmission of the breath had a supreme aura that swept across the eight wastelands and was the only one in the sky and on the earth. It made the dense spiritual energy in the nearby void become thinner, as if it was chopped into pieces by this supreme sword intent.

I saw two sword auras that were only the size of fingers appear above Jian Chen's head, blooming with blazing light, reflecting the entire void in a snow-white color.

In order to kill Chen Feng as quickly as possible, he used two mysterious sword energies without hesitation!

"What...what is this..." On the opposite side, Chen Feng's pupils shrank rapidly, and he felt a huge threat. He immediately used his cultivation power to support an energy barrier at the fastest speed.

The next moment, two mysterious sword energies broke through the air at the same time, transcending the limitations of time and space, breaking through all obstacles, and reached Chen Feng's eyebrows in an instant, and then pierced into his soul at the same time.

"Ah!" Chen Feng's body trembled violently and screamed in pain.

His soul was attacked by two mysterious sword energies at the same time, just like his soul was tortured by a knife. Although it was far from fatal, it was definitely not a good feeling.

The most fatal thing was that his soul was affected by it, causing his mind to be temporarily blank, and his naked eyes fell into a short darkness, and his perception of the outside world was reduced to the minimum.

For him, such an impact can be recovered in a few breaths, but at this moment, he is in a battle. Let alone a few breaths, even a moment of loss of consciousness will play a role in determining the outcome.

"Five overlapping swords!"

At the same time, Jian Chen had quietly arrived in front of Chen Feng, and the Li Tian Sword in his hand rolled up a monstrous sword energy, leaving a trail of afterimages stabbing at Chen Feng's brow.