Great Sword Master

Fighting arena.

Gu Zhankong stood tall, with a majestic figure and a strong aura, like a king coming, occupying all directions.

A pair of eyes full of dominance swept across, and immediately saw the king-level masters such as Mochu, Tongman, Daoji and Yuekong, but he did not have the slightest awe.

At least, he would not have the awe he had before.

Just because at this moment... he was also a king-level master, a king-level master who was not inferior to them.

Although there were differences in strength among the kings, Gu Zhankong was fully confident that even if he was slightly inferior, it would only be temporary. Perhaps it would not take long, with his talent and potential and the support of Shenwumen, he would be able to catch up and even surpass them.

Then... starting from this battle, let the world know how powerful he was.

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As soon as the thought came to mind, the fighting arena immediately changed, as if the sea had changed, as if the sky and the earth had changed, and it suddenly became a valley.

The whistling sound was endless and resounding.

Then I saw a series of gusts of wind sweeping across this vast valley. Each gust of wind cut the space in the valley like a sharp blade, cutting it out one scratch after another. Many gusts of wind blades collided with each other and broke directly, but did not disappear, but gathered together to become a hurricane.

Howling!

Roaring!

The hurricanes evolved from the collision of gusts swept through with amazing power, and the space was torn and shattered wherever it passed. The more it evolved, the stronger and more amazing the power of the wind became, as if a wind disaster passed through, destroying the world, and becoming more and more amazing and terrifying.

Gu Zhankong stood in it, as if he had become the center of the wind disaster, controlling all the power of the hurricane.

There is no doubt that such an environment is most conducive to Gu Zhankong's ability to exert his own strength.

Standing in this valley ravaged by a hurricane, feeling the power of the hurricane, Gu Zhankong was in high spirits. In such an environment, his strength should be further enhanced.

Although it was only a few points, it was also very good.

However, time passed slowly, and Chen Feng did not show up.

About half an hour later, the hurricane valley transformed by the fighting stage was still raging, and there was still only Gu Zhankong.

"Where is Emperor Chen Feng?"

"Could it be... scared?"

"It's impossible. Emperor Chen has been challenged several times so far, and he has never been afraid."

"This time is different from the past. The opponent is a real king-level, not a temporary king-level like Lie Ao who relies on the fusion of Emperor Yuan to forcibly improve. What's more, relying on Emperor Yuan to improve to the king-level is very reluctant. Except for the strength reaching the king-level, other aspects have never really reached it."

Some people suspected that Chen Feng was afraid.

But some people thought that Chen Feng was temporarily delayed because of something.

But as time passed, more and more people suspected that Chen Feng was afraid and was delaying.

Mochu, Tongman, Daoji and others did not think that Chen Feng was afraid at all. A strong man who could kill the virtual demon king would be afraid of such a life-and-death duel?

There must be something that temporarily delayed him.

On the fighting stage, as time passed, Gu Zhankong's face became more and more ugly.

About half an hour passed.

On the fighting stage, a shadow suddenly appeared and then quickly condensed.

"Here he comes..."

"Emperor Chen Feng is here..."

"See, I told you, Emperor Chen Feng is impossible to be afraid."

"Bullshit, weren't you the first one to say that Emperor Chen Feng was afraid? How dare you quibble..."

On the fighting stage, Gu Zhankong looked at Chen Feng who appeared, his eyes suddenly gleamed, and his extremely powerful aura of the king also burst out in an instant, roaring and surging, as if he had controlled thousands of hurricanes and turned into a wind disaster to destroy the world and oppress Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, the life-and-death duel on the fighting stage can only rely on everything you control. This time is your death."

The roar echoed endlessly on the fighting stage with the amazing roar of the hurricane, and at the same time spread outside the fighting stage, allowing people to hear the firmness and decisive killing intent contained in it clearly.

But they didn't know the true meaning of Gu Zhankong's words.

Chen Feng knew what Gu Zhankong meant. He could only rely on his own means and strength on the fighting stage. In other words, he could not summon other strong men to help him. For example, Gu Zhankong died under the sword of his future body in the secret realm of Qilin Leihuang last time.

There is no doubt that the future body at that time was very strong, and it was a real king-level.

Such strength undoubtedly made Gu Zhankong feel daunted.

Even now, Gu Zhankong successfully became a king, and his strength has improved significantly after a year of retreat, but looking back, he is not very sure that he can defeat the mysterious king-level strongman who killed him that day.

Although he is unwilling to admit it, that is the fact.

Moreover, Gu Zhankong is not a brainless person who thinks that his cultivation breakthrough and strength will increase dramatically, while others will stay where they are.

In the end, he has to overestimate the opponent's strength on the original basis.

Therefore, he killed Chen Feng first, and then continued to improve himself until he was sure, and then killed the mysterious king-level strongman who killed him that day, so as to relieve his hatred.

What Gu Zhankong didn't know was that the mysterious king-level strongman who killed him that day was not an external aid, but a trump card of Chen Feng. Therefore, even on the fighting arena, Chen Feng could still use such means without any restrictions.

"Gu Zhankong, the last time you were able to die with a secret treasure, you should live well and not show up again."

After Chen Feng changed his mind, he responded unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Gu Zhankong's eyes suddenly condensed, and a burst of anger grew and exploded.

He was the only one who knew about being beheaded. Not even his right-hand man Xiao Lie knew about it, but now Chen Feng said it in front of so many people on the fighting stage, just like lifting his fig leaf. , bursting with unspeakable anger.

Especially many people around the fighting stage were shocked when they heard Chen Feng's words.

It turns out... Gu Zhankong once died under Chen Feng's sword, but he avoided death and survived with the help of the secret treasure for death.

Looking at Gu Zhankong's reaction, we can know that what Chen Feng said is true.

"Chen Feng, I didn't make you the king that day, but you let the king-level deal with me. Today, I have made you the king, and it's the day you die."

Gu Zhankong roared angrily, which could be regarded as an explanation to the spectators around the fighting stage.

Otherwise, if people are allowed to think that he has died under Chen Feng's sword before, even if Chen Feng is killed on the fighting stage this time, it will leave an indelible stain, but if it is explained clearly, people will know that before The person who killed him was not Chen Feng, but a king-level powerhouse, so the meaning was different.

After all, he was not at the king level before, but only at the marquis level.

The strength gap between the feudal lord level and the feudal king level is extremely obvious.

After the words fell, Gu Zhankong suddenly became furious, but he did not give Chen Feng a chance to speak again, and there was no need to engage in a verbal dispute.

The wind blades condensed in an instant, as if they were real, exuding an extremely terrifying power.

call out! !

A high-pitched and piercing sound suddenly sounded and spread through the fighting platform, making everyone feel their scalps numb.

I saw wind blades that were as sharp and as solid as one after another shot through the air towards Chen Feng. They were as fast as lightning and extremely powerful, completely breaking open the space, leaving behind shocking cracks.

In just an instant, Chen Feng was locked by a series of wind blades.

One after another, the wind blades cut through the air and struck, led by the mysterious power of Canglang Jue. They struck in a series, each one more powerful than the last. Especially when they were displayed with the strength of the ancient war air seal king level, it was even more astonishing.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Zhankong sacrificed an imperial weapon.

The appearance of the imperial weapon looked like a palm-sized hurricane tornado. The whole body was deep blue, spinning endlessly, exuding an extremely terrifying power, which seemed to be able to sweep through the void, all things, heaven and earth.

Gu Zhankong poured all his power into the imperial soldier.

boom!

Explosions shook and roared in all directions. The imperial soldiers in the form of hurricanes and tornadoes exploded in an instant. In an instant, they skyrocketed from the size of a palm to a size of thousands of feet. The imperial power was extremely powerful.

A king-level expert can already unleash the power of the imperial army.

After all, the king-level powerhouses are already comparable to the emperor level to some extent.

The imperial power is majestic and the power of destruction is surging. Following the powerful wind blades, there is the tornado bombardment of the imperial weapon that is transformed into a thousand-foot-sized tornado. With one blow, the void completely collapses into nothingness, and the terrifying power is incomparable. Even through the distance between the fighting platforms, it spread to the surroundings.

For a moment, everyone watching the battle felt the power of the imperial weapon, and their expressions changed drastically.

The four king-level kings, Yuekong, Moxun, Tongman and Daoji, had the keenest senses, and their expressions froze.

While Yuekong was surprised, he was thinking about how Chen Feng could resist.

But Mo Qi, Tong Man and Dao Ji looked tense for a moment, then relaxed and calmed down.

The power of Gu Zhankong's attack was indeed very powerful, even enough to threaten them, but it was not enough to threaten Chen Feng. You must know that when Chen Feng successfully crowned the king more than a year ago, his strength was extremely powerful. After more than a year, Time can never stand still, and it is natural for one's strength to become stronger.

Even Mo Qi, Tong Man and Dao Ji didn't know what Chen Feng's strength was at this moment.

But for sure, it is definitely stronger than it was more than a year ago.

Gu Zhankong's attack was certainly powerful, but if he wanted to threaten Chen Feng... it didn't seem to be enough.

"Die!"

Staring at Chen Feng who was resisting the blows of the wind blades, Gu Zhankong's eyes sparkled with murderous intent.

Sure enough, as he improves the opponent's strength, he also improves, so he can withstand his own wind blade slash. However, the wind blade slash is just the first move. The real fatal blow is the imperial weapon's blow.

Yes, in this year, Gu Zhankong not only stabilized his king-level cultivation, but also practiced and controlled an imperial weapon.

This imperial weapon is the inherited imperial weapon of the Shenwu Sect, and it is very suitable for me, so the ritual training is very smooth, and its power can be more fully exerted.

One hit!

It can easily crush and defeat mountains of ten thousand meters and turn them into powder.

"Imperial soldiers..."

Pointing like swords, Chen Feng felt the pressure of an extremely powerful imperial power, shattering the increasingly powerful wind blades. At first glance, it looked like a wind disaster that destroyed the heaven and earth, shattered everything, and struck through the air. The terrifying aura locked him completely, making it impossible to dodge, and Chen Feng felt that it was an imperial weapon.

Moreover...it is also a powerful imperial weapon.

With such power, the previous Night Bat King and Ghost Li King would never be able to withstand it at all. A single blow would cause them to be severely damaged or even defeated, or even killed directly.

"In normal times, I would be interested in playing with you, but now..."

The understated voice came from Chen Feng's mouth, and he was still calm even in the face of such a powerful attack.

Clang!

The Emperor-Slaying Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Accompanied by the high-pitched and clear sound of the sword that shook the battle arena, suddenly a series of invisible sword auras crisscrossed and stirred the void, and burst out in an instant, rushing forward and immediately filling the battle arena. Each invisible sword aura was extremely powerful, enough to kill the top Marquis-level powerhouses and threaten the King-level powerhouses like Night Bat King.

And this... was just the sword power impact that Chen Feng naturally brought when he drew his sword.

However, such a powerful invisible sword aura was shattered in an instant by the thousand-foot hurricane tornado. The thousand-foot tornado was domineering and boundless, and it was devastating. It not only had the powerful power of the imperial weapon itself, but also integrated Gu Zhankong's powerful King-level quasi-emperor power, as well as the advanced unique power that he had comprehended from the various wonderful methods he mastered.

An extremely powerful blow! !

The Emperor Sword was unsheathed, and the sword rose violently, with the sword body vibrating at a high frequency, which was an unparalleled skill with the sword-shaking style as the core.

Sword-shaking style! !

A sword was slashed out, slicing everything, slicing everything, and immediately slashing on the thousand-foot hurricane tornado, bursting out with an extremely terrifying momentum, but only saw that the power on the thousand-foot hurricane tornado was shattered in an instant.

Then, the thousand-foot hurricane tornado was instantly slashed and flew dozens of feet, shaking constantly, as if it was difficult to maintain.

Around the fighting stage, everyone was stunned.

The power of Gu Zhankong's imperial weapon was undoubtedly extremely powerful and amazing, but it could not stop Chen Feng's sword slash.

Yuekong's eyes condensed, and a touch of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

Mochu, Tongman and Daoji looked as if it was a matter of course.

Tianyou of the Celestial Clan condensed his eyes, and the holy light fluctuations around him were surging like a tide, showing that his inner fluctuations were violent.

Gu Zhankong's face changed drastically, and he was extremely shocked.

He used the full force of the inherited imperial weapon to attack, but he couldn't do anything to Chen Feng, and was even cut off by his sword. He had a vague feeling that he was about to lose control of the inherited imperial weapon.

So... it shows how powerful that sword is.

Gu Zhankong also noticed that the sword in Chen Feng's hand was also an imperial weapon.

Chen Feng did not give Gu Zhankong any chance. He cut off the thousand-foot hurricane tornado with one sword. The man and the sword merged into one and broke through the air in an instant, turning into a high-speed sword light that penetrated everything and killed.

Extreme Sword Style!

"Another unique and unique skill!!"

Mo Chu and others felt the wonderful breath contained in Chen Feng's sword and were secretly shocked.

The Extreme Sword Style killed instantly, and Gu Zhankong's face changed drastically and was horrified. The hurricane tornado that shrank to a hundred feet flashed and suddenly appeared on Gu Zhankong, directly covering him, forming a layer of defense to block Chen Feng's sword.

This inherited imperial weapon is extraordinary in nature. No matter how powerful Chen Feng's sword is, it is difficult to break it.

Chen Feng was slightly surprised, but he felt it was reasonable.

Since one sword doesn't work, then try again... multiple swords!

Crazy Sword Style!

The sword strikes in a row, densely packed and crisscrossing a line. From a distance, the sword light is endless, as if it cuts the yin and yang sea and sky clearly, but it also seems to shatter everything. One sword is more powerful than another. Even if they didn't face it in person, everyone around the fighting stage felt a suffocating and shattered sense of terror and powerlessness.

"The third supreme skill..."

The last sword of the Crazy Sword Style ended, and Gu Zhankong seemed like a drowning man who suddenly got a chance to breathe, and was about to gather all his strength to counterattack.

In front of him, a vast and extreme sword light suddenly rose, exuding an indestructible and terrifying power.

The fourth supreme skill... the Broken Sword Style!

In an instant, Gu Zhankong's face turned pale, as if he had lost his parents. Everyone around the fighting stage was shocked to the extreme.