Great Sword Master

(The first update is here)

The boundless sky, the floating clouds are determined.

A stream of light is brilliant, like a comet passing through the void, heading towards the direction of Huntian Holy Mountain.

The stream of light is a ship shaped like a leaf, 100 meters long.

On the ship, there are three figures standing at the bow, two men and one woman, all young people in their 18s and 19s, looking down, full of vigor and energy, with an attitude of directing the common people.

"Brother Li, Sister Lan, let's start our road to sweeping the other nine strong forces from the Huntian Sect." The young man in a brown robe said to the other two with his hands behind his back.

"A mere Huntian Sect will probably disappoint us." The girl in a blue gauze dress smiled softly.

"Although the Huntian Sect was once glorious, it has declined. Now it has fallen to the bottom of the top ten. If it continues, whether it can maintain its position in the top ten is still an unknown." The person called Brother Li was dressed in a black battle suit, with his hands behind his back and a cold look in his eyes.

The three people were all filled with an extremely strong aura fluctuation, which repelled the air around them.

A few dozen meters behind them, a majestic figure sat cross-legged in the air.

It was an old man with red robe and red hair. The aura he exuded was extremely strong and fiery, and the void around him was distorted.

Not long after, the leaf-like ship arrived outside the Huntian Holy Mountain.

"The elder Chi Xingzi of Tianyuan Holy Land brought three quasi-saints to visit." The red-robed and red-haired old man did not stand up, but a magnificent voice came out, and the astonishing hot aura filled the sky and the earth, rushing towards the Huntian Holy Mountain with an extremely astonishing high temperature.

For a while, the Huntian Sect and others in the Huntian Holy Mountain all heard the astonishing voice clearly.

...

Juejian Peak.

"Tianyuan Holy Land..." Chen Feng frowned slightly: "Quasi-saints..."

In the past six months, he has been practicing most of the time, but he has also taken some time to get to know the Huntian Sect.

When learning about Hun Tian Zong, it is inevitable to learn about Dong Huang and even this world.

This world is called Ling Huang Domain, and Dong Huang is a part of Ling Huang Domain.

In Dong Huang, there are countless forces, but there are ten most powerful ones, known as the top ten in Dong Huang.

The top ten in Dong Huang actually have different levels. The three most powerful ones are the imperial clan Nangong clan, Tianyuan Holy Land and Zhenwu Holy Land, and the other seven are super first-class forces second only to the Holy Land.

Hun Tian Zong was once the leader of the seven super forces, and was extremely close to the imperial clan and the Holy Land, but now, Hun Tian Zong has completely declined and has become the last of the top ten.

As for the quasi-saint son of Tianyuan Holy Land, in theory, it is equal to the quasi-sect son of Hun Tian Zong.

However, one is a holy land and the other is a super first-class force, so there is a big gap between the two. Naturally, there is also a gap between the quasi-saint son and the quasi-sect son.

In this case, how could the quasi-saint son of a holy land come?

The thought just flashed through his mind, and Chen Feng didn't think much about it. It had little to do with him.

At this stage, it's better not to be distracted and do your best to practice and improve your cultivation and strength.

But, not wanting to pay attention doesn't mean ignoring it.

Sometimes, people are like this, and you can't do whatever you want.

"Disciple." Wang Yuandao's voice came into his ears from far to near, and then he appeared in front of Chen Feng.

"Master." Chen Feng hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Follow me to Huntian Palace." Wang Yuandao said slowly.

Chen Feng couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

"The purpose of the three quasi-saints of Tianyuan Holy Land coming here is to challenge the geniuses who joined our Huntian Sect this year, cultivate their momentum, and push across the seven super-first-class forces all the way, and compete with the peerless geniuses of Zhenwu Holy Land and Nangong Imperial Clan." Wang Yuandao took Chen Feng up on the sword, explaining.

Chen Feng suddenly realized.

There is actually such an operation.

Aren't you afraid of being intercepted and killed in the middle of the journey?

"The sect master has summoned the disciples who have entered the sect this year and have reached the eleventh level of the body-forging realm to fight against the enemy." Wang Yuandao continued.

Chen Feng understood it completely.

Immediately, a hint of fighting spirit grew from his heart.

He had been practicing hard until now, and he had not fought for a long time. It was okay if he didn't want to fight at ordinary times, but now that he thought about it, he felt itchy.

"The quasi-holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land..."

Chen Feng's eyes unconsciously emitted a ray of brilliance, which was extremely sharp.

Noticing this scene, Wang Yuandao smiled.

Practicing martial arts should not be feared, and as a sword cultivator, it should be even more so. No matter how dangerous it is, you must cut through the thorns and move forward.

At the same time, Xiao Xuanwu from Guyuan Peak and Ye Yunqi from Tiancang Peak were also taken to Huntian Palace.

Among all the disciples who entered the sect this year, only the three of them broke through to the eleventh level of the body-forging realm, and the rest were at most at the level of the tenth level of the body-forging realm, and were not qualified to come to fight.

Huntian Palace is one of the three palaces of Huntian Sect, and it can be regarded as the leader of the three palaces.

In theory, the Huntian Sect only needs to send the corresponding elders to receive an elder from Tianyuan Holy Land.

But who said that Tianyuan Holy Land is the most respected holy land, and Huntian Sect has now fallen to the bottom of the super first-class forces.

In Huntian Palace, Palace Master Tuoba Wuxiang sat in the first seat, and on the chairs below, there were also elders of Huntian Sect present. In addition, there was an old man with red robes and red hair, who was Chi Xingzi, the elder of Tianyuan Holy Land.

As for the three quasi-holy sons of Tianyuan Holy Land, they stood with their heads held high, their auras were integrated, extremely powerful, and seemed to be shining with divine light, which was extremely extraordinary.

"Looking at the aura of Daoist Fellow Chixing, I'm afraid that his cultivation has improved again." Sect Master Tuoba Wuxiang's resolute face showed a smile, and he said slowly.

"Yes, I was lucky to break through a small realm." Chi Xingzi admitted without any modesty.

The elders of Huntian Palace stared at Chi Xingzi, each with a solemn look.

It seems... a little daunted.

"Three top-level saint-level divine and peerless geniuses, it seems that Tianyuan Holy Land has made an extraordinary harvest this year." Tuoba Wuxiang laughed again.

I can't ignore the guests, so let's chat awkwardly.

"This year, my Tianyuan Holy Land has collected ten saint-level divine and peerless geniuses." Chi Xingzi said with a proud look.

For a moment, Tuoba Wuxiang and a group of elders trembled all over, and they were shocked beyond control.

Ten!

You know, last year, Huntian Sect collected only three saint-level divine and peerless geniuses, and only Yuan Hualong was the top one.

And this year is even worse, there is only Xiao Xuanwu.

As for Ye Yunqi, his Saint-level divine power, which was upgraded from the King-level divine power, was much different from the top Saint-level divine power.

Ten to one!

This gap was so big that it made people despair.

If this continued, the Huntian Sect would only become weaker and weaker, while the Tianyuan Holy Land would become stronger and stronger. In the end, the Huntian Sect might really be removed from the top ten and replaced by other forces.

That would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Huntian Sect.

But there was no way at this stage.

Although the Huntian Sect had hundreds of Huntian Daoyuans in the East Wilderness, other powerful forces also had similar institutions. Moreover, most people who were born with divine power or awakened divine power later would often choose a more powerful force, or be known very early and accepted in advance.

This was a struggle, an extremely cruel struggle.

People were competing, and the sects were also competing.

If a Saint-level divine power peerless genius was asked to choose between the Tianyuan Holy Land and the Huntian Sect, nine out of ten would choose the Tianyuan Holy Land.

Chi Xingzi said it without hesitation, because he knew that even in its heyday, the Hun Tian Sect was not as good as the Tian Yuan Holy Land, and there was a gap. Moreover, now that it has declined, the gap with the Tian Yuan Holy Land is even more astonishing.

What else can the Hun Tian Sect do except increase the pressure?

Take this opportunity to kill them?

It's not that they can't do it, but they dare not.

Once they do this, what awaits the Hun Tian Sect is the raging anger of the Tian Yuan Holy Land.

At this moment, a blazing and powerful light came across the sky and landed in the Hun Tian Palace, revealing two figures, one of whom was burly with a furious beard like a lion king, and the other was a young man with a strong and powerful body, which was Xiao Xuanwu.

Chi Xingzi's eyes immediately fell on Xiao Xuanwu, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, with his eyes, he could see that Xiao Xuanwu was extraordinary and not inferior to the three quasi-holy sons he was protecting.

Soon, another black wave surged like a surging wave, pushing across the void layer by layer, and two figures emerged from it.

It was the great elder of Tiancang Peak, Mo Wusheng, and his disciple Ye Yunqi.

Staring at Ye Yunqi, Chi Xingzi's eyes condensed, a little surprised, and then sneered.

Because he could also see that Ye Yunqi's supernatural power was not very strong, it seemed that he had only passed the threshold of the Saint level.

Then, a sword light controlled the sky, crossed the sky like a meteor and lightning and descended to the Huntian Palace.