Great Sword Master

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Powerful auras burst out one after another, whistling like wind and violent like thunder, shaking up from the huge valley, shattering the vacuum, like a vast ocean, impacting everything and defeating everything.

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

Powerful roars and roars shattered the sun, moon and stars, turning into substantial sound waves, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, shattering the vacuum and bombarding directly on Chen Feng, causing Chen Feng's long robe to shake and his long hair to flutter behind him.

With the power of such sound waves, even a person in the Hedao realm would be directly hit to death.

However, Chen Feng let it hit him, motionless, his face did not change at all, his eyes stared ahead, and he saw figures rising from the valley, carrying the vast power of wind and thunder, covering all directions.

"Human race, the Wind and Thunder God Fruit is our sacred object, and those who covet it will die!"

The leading Wing Clan flapped his wings slowly, lifting his body up. The power of wind and thunder entangled and grew on his wings, spreading and stirring. The terrible might impacted all directions, making Yang Guangwei and others tremble and palpitate from a distance.

That was the aura of a high-grade quasi-saint.

The quasi-saint level has a level of strength.

It is undoubtedly not difficult for a high-grade quasi-saint to deal with them, who are only at the fifth level of quasi-saints.

All the reliance is placed on Chen Feng.

Is he a peerless quasi-saint?

If not, this trip... will be very dangerous.

If so...

Yang Guangwei's heart was full of expectations, but also very nervous. He originally planned to discuss how to act more safely. Who would have expected that Chen Feng didn't have any special plan.

Or his special plan was to go directly to the door without any cover-up.

A gentleman can be open and honest, how can a sword cultivator always be sad?

"I have no intention of being an enemy of the Wing Clan. I only want the Wind and Thunder God Fruit. If you give it to me, everything will be fine and there will be no need to shed blood."

Chen Feng let the strong winds hit him and spoke slowly.

"No need to waste time talking to him, just take him down."

A cold and fierce shout sounded, and then the sound of thunder shook the void. A Wing Clan seventh-grade quasi-saint suddenly shook his wings, causing a whistling wind and shaking the void layer by layer. His speed was instantly increased to the extreme.

It was like a lightning that broke through the void.

Chen Feng's eyes condensed and locked onto that figure, secretly surprised at the other party's speed.

The aura of the seventh-grade quasi-saint, but under this speed burst, it was close to the level of the eighth-grade quasi-saint. It was indeed amazing. It was worthy of the Wing Clan. They were born with wings on their backs and controlled the wind and thunder. They were unique in speed.

Yang Guangwei and others could not even see clearly, and only felt a flash of lightning in front of them.

The lightning flashed like a sharp blade breaking through the void, approaching Chen Feng in an instant, so fast that everyone was terrified.

The speed of the seventh-grade quasi-saint of the Wing Clan was fully opened, and it was instantly increased to the extreme, as if there was no acceleration process. When he rushed to the halfway, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a long spear appeared. The spear body was covered with patterns, like wind and thunder intertwined, and the body and the spear became one. In an instant, it broke through the air and stabbed Chen Feng, and there was no mercy in the attack.

Just as the eighth-grade quasi-saint of the Wing Clan said, those who covet the wind and thunder god tree and wind and thunder god fruit will be killed without mercy.

The quasi-saints of the Wing Clan stared at Chen Feng as if he were a dead object, and cold smiles appeared on their cold faces.

But I saw...the seventh-grade quasi-saint of the Wing Clan broke through the air and attacked Chen Feng in an instant. His long spear broke through the air, and it was as powerful as the roar of wind and thunder, smashing everything and killing Chen Feng. But the next breath suddenly stopped, the whistling wind was suddenly curbed, the sound was silent, and the violent thunder was suddenly defeated and quickly dissipated.

I saw a slender hand as bright as jade reaching out lightly, as if picking stars and moons.

The violently killing long spear was immediately suppressed and captured by the god-like hand. It was only three inches away from Chen Feng's eyebrows, but it could not stab forward half a step. Those three inches were like a natural chasm that could not be crossed.

The face of the seventh-grade quasi-saint of the Wing Clan changed drastically, and he kept erupting. The power of wind and thunder was surging endlessly, shattering the surrounding void.

But the long spear did not move at all.

The hand that did not seem strong was white as jade, with layers of bright and moist rays of light, but it contained extremely terrifying power.

Immediately, Chen Feng's white jade-like palm trembled slightly, and a terrifying force like a landslide and cracking of the earth broke out. The spear suddenly bent, and the force rushed out like a torrent. With a bang, the seventh-grade quasi-saint of the Wing Clan was immediately blown away hundreds of meters, his chest collapsed, and he vomited blood.

"Damn human race."

"Kill!"

The other high-grade quasi-saints of the Wing Clan were shocked and furious. The wind and thunder were surging, sweeping across the sky, shattering the vacuum around them, and they all rushed across the sky to kill.

The whistling wind swept over, trying to crush Chen Feng.

The thunder shook and broke through the air to kill, trying to blast Chen Feng into slag.

The violent and extremely powerful aura mixed with murderous intent, the anger was high, crushing everything, and the amazing power immediately made Yuan Chengdao and Yang Guangwei and others change their faces drastically, and their bodies couldn't help trembling.

Strong!

Too strong!

If they face him, they will die. They will be blasted into ashes in an instant.

"I will give you one last chance..."

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a little bit of threat. Of course, it was just a little bit, a tiny bit. After all, the strongest of the Wing Clan who attacked was only the eighth-grade quasi-saint.

The gap between the strength of the eighth-grade quasi-saint and the virtual saint realm is like a natural chasm.

The reason why he could bring a tiny threat to himself was that there were more than ten high-level Quasi-Saints of the Wing Clan who attacked him, and each of them was bursting out with all their strength without any reservation.

However, Chen Feng did not plan to kill the other party immediately.

After all, he was not a vicious person. It was reasonable to take away the other party's divine fruit and spare his life.

But... there was only one chance.

With a firm idea, Chen Feng's deep eyes flashed with a sharp light like lightning, and his fingers were like swords. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook, and it gathered and condensed in an instant. With a move of the sword finger, it was like a divine sword cutting through the void. The blue sword energy lingered with sparkling stardust, magnificent and unparalleled, like a vast galaxy across the sky.

Cut!

Under the magnificent blue galaxy sword energy, all attacks from the front were directly cut off.

The hurricane that swept in was instantly cut off and disintegrated, and the violent thunder was also cut into pieces and destroyed in an instant. All attacks were like bamboos that broke through, and they could not resist the magnificent and dazzling sword energy.

The power of this sword energy is enough to threaten the virtual saint realm, and even the ninth-grade quasi-saints can hardly resist it.

The sword energy cut through, and a crack that spread for hundreds of meters was cut in the void, which was shocking. Twelve high-grade quasi-saints of the Wing Clan were cut one after another, flying back a hundred meters, and a sword mark was cut on their bodies, deep enough to see the bone, almost cut off.

This is the result of Chen Feng's restraint.

Otherwise, one sword would cut in two, and there would be no possibility of survival.

"This sword will spare your life and hand over the wind and thunder god fruit. Otherwise, the next sword will be the time for you to die..."

Chen Feng's eyes were shining, and he swept across like a sword, which immediately made the faces of the quasi-saints of the Wing Clan change drastically and horrified.

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound from the depths of the valley of the Wing Clan, like a roaring wind sweeping up against the sky. A tall figure rose from the ground, soaring into the sky in an instant, as if reaching the sky, and the speed was so fast that it was hard to describe.

In just a moment, a tall figure appeared in front of Chen Feng, a thousand meters away.

That was also a Wing Clan member.

However, behind this Wing Clan member, the wings were surrounded by divine light, wind and thunder intertwined, and the strands of light were condensed like substance, exuding an extremely terrifying power, as if it could shatter everything and destroy everything.

The lightning in his eyes was excited, spraying three feet and shattering the void.

On his agile and tall body, there was a strong force lingering, covering the surroundings, which was a force field.

Only the Saint Realm can control the force field.

In other words, this Wing Clan member is a Saint Realm strongman.

Chen Feng could not help but feel surprised. There was actually a Saint Realm expert in the Wing Clan. In a place like the Fourth Level Wan Valley, it could be considered as an almost invincible existence.

With such a strong person sitting here, even if the Wind and Thunder God Fruit was extraordinary, it would be extremely difficult to obtain.

But... not including himself.

"Human race, considering that you have reserved your move, I will give you a chance." The Saint Realm expert of the Wing Clan burst into lightning in his eyes, shattering the void of several feet, and approached Chen Feng, locking him. The amazing power of the Void Saint Realm could be felt even by Yang Guangwei and others who were thousands of meters away, and they were almost suffocated.

"Saint Realm!"

"Saint Realm Wing Clan!"

Yang Guangwei and others cried out in surprise.

The previous speculation that there was a Saint Realm expert in the Wing Clan Valley was just a guess, a guess with a probability of less than one in ten thousand.

This is equal to impossible.

But, it really exists, and they were hit by the one in ten thousand possibility.

Now we can only hope that Chen Feng is really a peerless quasi-saint, the kind who can fight against the Void Saint Realm, otherwise this time... it is estimated that they will all be finished.

With the strength of everyone, if they want to escape from the Void Saint Realm strongman, they must have some trump cards.

But unfortunately, they don’t have such a trump card.

In the entire Wanfa Sect, only a few people have such a trump card.

"If you survive my one move, I will let you go alive."

"If you survive my three moves, I will give you ten wind and thunder god fruits."

The cold voice sounded again from the mouth of the Wing Clan Void Saint Realm, shaking the world.

Yang Guangwei was secretly relieved.

If it was a peerless quasi-saint, it should be no problem to take one move from the Void Saint Realm, and as for three moves, it is not impossible.

"One move."

Chen Feng stretched out a finger and said slowly, his deep eyes flashed with sharp lightning, and his words condensed an indescribable sharp will.

"If I can't defeat you in one move, you can do whatever you want. If I defeat you in one move, all the wind and thunder divine fruits will belong to me."

Every word of Chen Feng seemed to contain amazing power, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, almost breaking their hearts, and the indescribable shock was like a raging tide and a thunderbolt, making them unable to control themselves, and their bodies and minds were frantic and horrified.

The Wing Clan's Void Saint Realm was stunned for a moment.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

The next breath, an indescribable sense of shock and anger suddenly erupted from the depths of his heart, sweeping like a thunderbolt, rushing straight to his head.

A mere quasi-saint-level human dared to be so arrogant.

"Human, I want to see what you can do to defeat me."

The roar of rage shattered the void, and the Winged Clan's Void Saint Realm suddenly rose up, with wind and thunder wings violently, stirring up thousands of feet of airflow and turning into an angry dragon approaching Chen Feng, with a spear in hand, shattering the void and killing him.