Great Sword Master

Chi!

Chen Feng pointed his swords at the same time, and the mist like the starry morning light gathered together, and instantly cut through the air like a sword energy.

The space seemed to be cut open, and the hard ground was split hundreds of meters apart. The sword marks were straight, and an astonishing sword power filled the air.

The power of this sword... is sharp and sharp to the extreme.

"This...could it be the intention of the sword..."

Chen Feng stared at the 100-meter sword mark that exuded the fierce sword power, with complicated emotions. He immediately looked at the Qingzhu Sword Master and asked.

"Senior Qingzhu, have I mastered the sword's will?"

"Young man, are you interested in learning my swordsmanship?" Qingzhu Sword Master said indifferently.

"Yes." Chen Feng knew that he had mastered the sword's will.

And it would be great for Qingzhu Sword Master to teach him the way of swordsmanship.

"As a sword cultivator of the first generation, it is impossible for you not to know how to control a sword." Qingzhu Sword Master smiled. As soon as his thought came to his mind, a green sword light flew out from his body and circled around in all directions, as fast as a ray of aurora. .

In the blink of an eye, he stopped in front of Chen Feng.

An extremely terrifying sword power continued to fill the air, making Chen Feng's hair stand on end.

Holy soldier!

This green and slender sword as long as a bamboo leaf is a holy weapon that surpasses the spiritual weapon.

In the blink of an eye, the sword turned into a green light and flew away again, appearing next to the Green Bamboo Sword Master like a teleport, floating like a bamboo leaf, but never falling.

"The so-called sword control means that the spirit, mind, body, and sword are 100% in harmony..."

Qingzhu Sword Master spoke in an orderly manner, explaining the secrets of sword control, as if analyzing them to Chen Feng.

"The art of sword control can be divided into upper and lower realms. The lower realm is to use the shape of the sword, that is, it needs to be pulled with the sword fingers, and the photogenic one is..."

As he listened, Chen Feng's spirit, mind, and body seemed to be fused into one. He carefully felt the Tianzhan Yuan Sword at his waist. The sword trembled slightly, emitting a subtle sword sound, and then escaped with Chen Feng's thoughts. Come out of the sheath.

The sword trembled, and the melodious sound resounded in all directions. It stopped firmly in front of Chen Feng without the need to hold it.

As soon as Chen Feng thought, the Tianzhan Yuan Sword immediately flew forward. At first, the speed was not fast, but gradually, the speed became faster and faster. In the end, it was as fast as a meteor and lightning, and even drew various trajectories. The time is ever-changing, as fast and agile as a swimming dragon.

"Dig..."

Qingzhu Sword Master couldn't say the rest of his words. His eyes were widened, staring at the sword light, and his heart was in turmoil.

"Photogenic!"

The sword-wielding in the mirror is to use the mind to control the sword, and it is also the thought to control the sword. It is many times better than the lower level to use the form to control the sword.

Qingzhu Sword Master suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration.

He is known as a famous master of swordsmanship. Over the past thousands of years, he has taught hundreds of sword cultivators in the Chen family, and eventually all of them mastered the sword's intention. However, no one can comprehend the sword's intention in one sentence like Chen Feng. If you master the art of sword control, it is directly the art of sword control that is photogenic.

Simply... just here to break the rules.

So much so that his indifferent mood was directly shattered.

Immediately, Qingzhu Sword Master took a deep breath to regain his composure, and a smile appeared on his face.

It is so easy to understand and master the sword's will and the photogenic swordsmanship. Presumably, my own sword inheritance can also be easily mastered.

The Tianzhan Yuan Sword travels in all directions, shuttling through the bamboo forest with extreme agility and speed.

Chen Feng was having a great time.

Immediately, the sword flew over, inserted into the sole of his foot, and lifted himself up.

Sword flying!

Isn't this much more exciting than flying on a Hun Tian Disk?

The speed is much faster.

After a while, Chen Feng landed happily.

"Thank you, Senior Qingzhu. You are worthy of being the number one swordsman of our Chen family. Sword Master is no longer enough to call you. You should be Sword Master." Chen Feng praised him with all his heart.

"Ahem... I've passed it..." The corners of Qingzhu Sword Master's mouth twitched and he waved his hand quickly.

My family knows their own affairs, and I can bear the title of Master of Swordsmanship, but I can't bear the title of Master of Swordsmanship.

Many times, reputation and luck are closely related.

If you can bear the reputation, your fortune will be improved and your fortune will be prosperous.

On the other hand, if one cannot bear the reputation, it will be burdened by it and eventually lead to disaster.

I saw the Green Bamboo Sword Master gently pinching it with his fingers, and then he got a slender bamboo leaf.

"This bamboo leaf contains a magical sword technique that I created myself. When you have mastered it completely, come back to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo leaf shot out of the air.

In a trance, Chen Feng seemed to see a seed breaking out of the ground and growing into a young seedling. The young seedling continued to grow and turned into a crisp green bamboo. The end of the bamboo was sharp like a sword, killing like a peerless sword. The sharpness that runs through everything is unparalleled and words cannot describe it.

In just an instant, Chen Feng was enveloped, and his whole body was completely locked, as if there were flaws everywhere.

An unparalleled sword power covered Chen Feng, seeming to penetrate and defeat him.

Chen Feng's eyes condensed, and the sword intention he had just mastered also condensed in an instant, and he pointed forward like a sword, like a peerless divine sword striking the void.

The collision of sword power made an astonishing noise.

Chen Feng flew back like a fleeting shadow, and the bamboos on his left and right were like reflections.

In the blink of an eye, he exited the bamboo forest, holding a bamboo leaf in his hand. The bamboo leaf was covered with sword patterns, exuding an astonishing power that seemed to penetrate everything in the world.

With a slight touch, Chen Feng could clearly feel the astonishing sword power from it.

The power of the sword is similar to his own sword-striking style.

However, his style of drawing the sword to cut the sky is to cut with the sword... cut the sky, cut the earth, cut the living beings, and the sword power contained in this bamboo leaf is extremely sharp.

"Thank you, Senior Qingzhu."

Chen Feng bowed to the end in front of the bamboo forest, and then stood up. With a thought, he raised his sword and soared into the sky. It turned into a sword light and flew away like lightning, leaving only a long sword mark, which slowly dissipated.

On the bamboo tower in the bamboo forest.

"Finally gone."

Qingzhu Sword Master exhaled a long breath.

The state of mind that I had cultivated for many years was shattered today.

It's amazing.

"The comprehension of the quasi-supreme-level gods cannot be compared with it. In fact, it will not be inferior to the legendary supreme-level gods. If the head of the family, Chen Feng, is the young emperor, I will raise my hands and give a hundred approval."

"There will be such a day." Chen Haochi's voice sounded and fell silent again.

"No, I have to continue to learn the way of swordsmanship, lest this little guy is caught up in a short period of time, which would be too embarrassing." Qingzhu Sword Master said to himself, and entered the bamboo building in a flash.

Suddenly there was a roar of swords, and the bamboo forest hundreds of miles away seemed to be blown by the wind, with rustling everywhere.

…

The feeling of flying with a sword is really amazing.

"Especially suitable for sword cultivators."

Chen Feng landed in Wushuang Dao Palace and secretly praised him.

I even think that a swordsman who has not mastered the art of sword control is not considered a true swordsman.

If you put it this way...well...aren't Master and Uncle Yang not considered true swordsmen?

I feel that Master and Uncle Yang flying with sword light are also very cool, but if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be true flying with sword.

"Forget it, I'll ask Senior Qingzhu later if this sword-controlling technique can be passed on to others?"

Chen Feng said to himself.

Chen Feng really wanted to teach his master swordsmanship without permission, but it was very disrespectful to Qingzhu Sword Master.

If sword control is your trophy, that's another matter. You can definitely make the decision.

The concept is different.

Chen Feng can still distinguish clearly.

In the sword training hall, Chen Feng took out a piece of bamboo leaf and stared at the sword pattern on it. Chen Feng got rid of all distracting thoughts.

With the divine talisman of creation, the word Dao, the word sword, and his own kendo heritage and understanding and wisdom, wisps of sword patterns are constantly magnified in front of his eyes. Each wisp of sword patterns contains many talismans. The talismans are coiled around and turned into sword patterns, filling the air. Astonishing power, gathered into one.

A sudden realization came to my mind.

Chen Feng pointed his fingers together like a sword, and wisps of light emerged, gathering like sword patterns, as if there was a slender bamboo leaf condensed on the sword fingers.

And a stab!

A ray of sword light broke through the air in an instant, penetrated a hundred meters, and hit the black gold sword test wall with unparalleled sharpness.

A hole several inches deep appeared.

"I have initially mastered this Qingzhu Sky Breaking Technique. After I practice more, I will be able to master it completely. Then I will visit Senior Qingzhu again..."

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

Chen Yanhong brought a list to Chen Feng.

The Emperor’s Monument Leaves a Mark List!

It was promulgated by Tianxialou.

The power of Tianxialou is very mysterious. It is said that it is spread throughout the whole world of Shenhuang. Tianxialou has issued the list of traces left by the emperor's monument many times, and almost never makes any mistakes. It is very authoritative.

Chen Feng looked carefully.

The list of traces left on the Imperial Monument includes a number of geniuses who have left traces on the Imperial Monument in the past few months, including their names, origins, cultivation, age, height of the traces left, etc.

There is no doubt that Chen Feng, who is at the top of the list, is very familiar.

Chen Feng, a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor's Chen family, is a swordsman at the age of twenty-one. He has cultivated in the Ning Zhen Realm and mastered the power of the sword. He is suspected of having extraordinary strength. He left traces on the emperor's monument a hundred meters away.

"Twenty-one years old..."

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel dazed for a while.

I joined the Huntian Sect at the age of eighteen, am I now twenty-one?

After counting with my fingers, it seems that I am about the same age, not twenty-one years old, but more than half-twenty years old.

Anyway, I didn’t really care about it.

The second and third names on the emperor's monument are 79 meters tall, which is the same as Chen Tianjue of the Chen family a thousand years ago. One is from the Murong family and the other is from the Xiahou family.

In addition, there are more than a dozen people who can leave traces of more than 70 meters, from various imperial clans and holy land-level forces.

However, this is not actually the final list.

Because there are still many members of the Chen family who are still in seclusion and have not left any traces of challenging the Imperial Monument.

"But no matter who it is, they can't surpass me." Chen Feng said with a smile.

This is confidence.

There is no way, the Imperial Monument is only 100 meters long, if you hold it to death, it will be equal to yourself.

But Chen Feng, who knew more about the Imperial Monument, knew deeply how difficult it was to leave a mark on the Imperial Monument for a hundred meters.

What kind of background does he have for being able to leave traces hundreds of meters away?

That's simply inhuman, okay?

At the same time, in the fifth palace, a sword sound suddenly sounded, shaking the sky. Immediately, there was an astonishing sword force that broke through the shackles of the palace, penetrated into the sky, and shook all directions and four poles.

That sword power turned in the air and pressed in the direction of Wushuang Dao Palace.

(No matter how weak I am, I beg for a dragon)