Great Sword Master

The sword light rushed and cut through the void.

The moment the lightning and the aurora flashed across the sky, a virtual saint was directly cut off, and his life force field and even his protective power were like nothing, and his supernatural powers were completely swallowed up by Chen Feng.

In Chen Feng's eyes, which were black and white, the divine light was unprecedentedly condensed, as if containing thousands of sword shadows.

After three lives and more than a month of seclusion, he also practiced the Qingming sword technique to the ninth level. In other words, Chen Feng's sword speed increased to nine times that of ordinary sword techniques. Even though his cultivation was only at the entry level of the virtual saint realm, his speed was much faster than that of ordinary virtual saints.

At this speed, dozens of virtual saints could hardly catch him accurately.

In front of him... there was only a ray of blue sword light that flew as fast as the aurora, and the horizon seemed so close. In just a few breaths, several virtual saints were chopped down by the sword, without any luck, and their bodies fell away.

Dozens of virtual saints really joined forces, which was indeed very powerful and threatening.

But the problem was that they fought on their own.

The power of that attack killed Chen Feng, and even resisted under the tyranny of the Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons Body. It was only a slight injury, and the third level of the Star Immortal Body could recover quickly, so there was no need to worry.

"What about me, Chen Feng, and the Chen family, why do you need to comment..."

"Anyone who is my enemy will be killed!"

As he drew his sword, Chen Feng's belief became more condensed and more focused.

"Chen Feng, use your swordsmanship to help me achieve enlightenment."

As if it had been brewing for a long time, a long howl, shrill and fierce, a blood-red knife light suddenly appeared, sweeping across the void, accompanied by waves of broken swords wailing and wailing, making the power of this knife even more terrifying, like a raging wave madly attacking the sword, the knife sound rolling like a long river, thousands of knife lights suddenly appeared, splitting dozens of feet of the void, like a river rushing and boundless, trying to cover and strangle Chen Feng completely.

The next breath, thousands of knife lights all merged and condensed into one.

It was a hundred-foot-long blood-red knife aura, around the knife aura, the shadows of broken swords floated up and down, as if thousands of sword cultivators were bleeding in the void, far away, the black-clothed sword cultivator's eyes condensed, and a touch of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Sword Burial Abyss!

This kind of hunting sword cultivators to absorb their sword attainments to improve their own potential and strength is what sword cultivators dislike the most.

"Chen Feng, you are also a sword cultivator. Let's see how you deal with it..." The black-clothed sword cultivator said secretly.

Such a sword has an extremely powerful force. Even he needs to deal with it carefully. After all, Zang Jianyuan's sword technique is indeed very strange, and it has a natural suppression and restraint on sword cultivators.

The profound meaning of Zang Jian's sword art came from nowhere, making Chen Feng feel suppressed involuntarily.

Dull!

There seemed to be a sense of panic rising, which was not his own panic, but the panic of sword art.

The special feature of Zang Jianyuan lies in this.

But the slight sense of panic was crushed by Chen Feng's extremely powerful sword art power in an instant.

The extremely murderous blood-colored sword light of a hundred feet came to kill.

Raise the sword!

The sword body trembled lightly, and the sword chanted melodiously, like the breeze blowing, like the ding-dong of flowing water, naturally and naturally, as Chen Feng's eyes focused, the sword in his hand gently stabbed forward.

Boom!

The seemingly understated sword, but in an instant, it burst out with an extremely shocking roar. The sword light turned into a long blood-colored river rushing across the starry sky, and the figure floated up and down, like a saint bleeding and all things sinking.

After breaking through the path to sainthood and retreating for more than a month, Chen Feng's mastery of the secrets of the sword of killing has also improved a lot.

When this style of the sword of killing the gods is performed, its power is far greater than before breaking through the path to sainthood. With one sword, the sky and the earth are slaughtered, and the people weep blood. The shocking murderous aura permeates and sweeps in the void, making the faces of those who see and feel it change involuntarily, as if they are about to sink into the long river of blood-colored sword light and turn into a phantom in it, bleeding and sinking.

"What kind of sword is that?"

The black-clothed sword cultivator stared with his eyes, reflecting the long river of blood-colored sword light. The soul trembled slightly, getting rid of the feeling of being dragged and sinking, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

The burly young man's face changed drastically, his muscles were tense, his tendons were bulging, and his fists were clenched tightly, resisting the feeling of sinking and burying.

The same blood color, the knife light was bright red, and the sword light was restrained, but under the collision, the knife light was directly shattered without a sound.

The next breath, the life force field and body protection of the Zangjianyuan sword cultivator were all easily torn and penetrated by the blood-colored sword light, and even his strong and tough bones like spirit soldiers could not resist it at all.

Kill!

"Well, worthy of being the young emperor of the Chen family, he has some of the style of the young emperor in ancient times."

The black-clothed sword cultivator couldn't help but speak out, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the sword was powerful.

"The young emperor is a young emperor, not everyone is qualified to bear it..." The burly young man curled his lips and muttered: "Although this method is good, it is still not enough to be worthy of the name of the young emperor."

Chen Feng did not hear what the two said, and even if he heard it, he didn't care.

Flying and soaring, the man and the sword merged into one, the three lives of the original spirit shone brightly, penetrating the body and covering Chen Feng's body.

A mysterious feeling filled his heart.

So what if there are dozens of virtual saints?

As long as they can't form an effective alliance, they can't do anything to me, and they can be broken by division.

"The stronger the enemy, the stronger I am!"

With a surge of spirit and a long roar, Chen Feng's speed seemed to be further improved beyond the limit, with a sense of breaking the shackles and surpassing the limit.

Ten!

Fifteen!

"Run!"

"He's crazy."

The remaining masters of the Void Saint Realm were all frightened.

This person was too terrifying. He fought dozens of Void Saint Realm masters alone, and was able to withstand their blows. He also fought back and killed fifteen people in a row. He was like a killing god. fear.

Fleeing in panic, the speed of attaining the Void Saint Realm was not slow at all.

Not long after, several more severed corpses were left behind, and the rest of the Void Saint Realm masters fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

"Okay, okay."

A burst of applause suddenly sounded, and the sound was extremely condensed, spreading in the void.

In the boundless starry sky, it is extremely difficult for sound to propagate. Without sufficient control over one's own power, sound cannot be transmitted at all.

Chen Feng, who was full of murderous intent and mighty sword power, immediately stared at him.

Then he saw a slender figure dressed in black coming through the air. He took one step forward and was dozens of feet away. As he approached, he saw a sword as powerful as a dragon. Above him, there was an astonishing aura. The energy is permeating the air, becoming more intense and powerful.

Taking nine consecutive steps, ripples appeared layer by layer, like a roaring wave in the void.

The power of the sword has also been raised to the extreme, covering all directions, as if a huge sword is flying across the body. The sound of the sword trembles in all directions, and the pressure comes. At the same time, a high-pitched sound like the sound of swords in the sky is carried. Thousands of sword powers followed.

"My name is Meng Haoqi, and I come from the Tiancang Sword Sect in the Tianhuang Domain."

"You also want to take away my Star Flame, Heavenly Flame, and Emperor's Art?"

Chen Feng's heart moved. The Tiancang Sword Sect in the Tianhuang Territory was actually a major force in the Tianhuang Territory, founded by Emperor Zun.

When the sword was sheathed, the power of the sword seemed to be restrained because of this, but it did not disappear. Instead, like the rolling magma in the volcano and the surging undercurrent in the deep sea, it continued to accumulate. Once it exploded, it would be earth-shattering.

"No, I see your master's skill in swordsmanship and your hunting spirit."

Meng Haoqi responded with a condensed voice. The sound was like the sound of a sword that shook the void. The extremely powerful sword power was actually a little stronger than the original one, as if it was about to condense into substance and oppressed him.

With such sword power, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of 'joy' rising from his heart.

Happy to see Hunter Xin!

We are both sword cultivators and have great attainments in swordsmanship. If we can't fight together, wouldn't it be a pity on the road of swordsmanship.

The power of the swords soared into the sky, like invisible waves surging and pushing sideways, colliding with each other, like thousands of swords contending, shaking through the void, surging hundreds of feet, thousands of feet or even farther away. The ubiquitous star rays collided with each other in the two swords. Under the impact of the aftermath, they collapsed one after another, and the pieces of meteorite that were shattered in the previous battle also shattered into powder.

The burly young man looked from a distance, his eyes focused, and he saw the two figures standing like two giant swords standing in the void.

Towering and eternal!

The power of the swords collided and impacted, pulling each other and rising vigorously, like a raging fire cooking oil, and like a volcano with the power accumulated to the extreme, ready to explode.

Changes occur suddenly!

A purple stream of light cut through the void like a meteor lightning, bursting out with unparalleled astonishing speed and approaching quickly, accompanied by layers of whistling sounds, surging and forcing it, like a domineering sword from heaven, directly inserted into two In the midst of the clashing sword power.

boom!

Like a dragon entering the sea, making waves, the power of the two equally matched swords immediately shook, and the power suddenly became chaotic and violent, venting in all directions.

The vitality of Chen Feng and Meng Haoqi was also interrupted, and an unpleasant feeling filled their hearts.

The two of them stared at each other, and the light was as sharp as the edge of a sword, penetrating through the void, immediately locking on the rapidly approaching purple light, and also saw the figure quickly approaching in the purple streamer.

"That's..."

Meng Haoqi frowned unconsciously, and immediately his eyes focused and his expression changed.

"Ancient Celestial Clan!"

In the early days, few people knew about Sangu. After all, it was separated by eight wastes and four seas, and Sangu was located in the Divine Desolate Territory and had been secluded for many years. It was not until the appearance of the Heavenly Road that Sangu truly appeared in front of people and was known to people. Its various origins, The glorious past has also been excavated one after another.

Not to mention anything else, just the four words "Supreme Holy Land" are enough to cover everything.

"Ancient Celestial Clan..."

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, slightly surprised.

However, it is reasonable to encounter the Ancient Celestial Clan again when walking on the Heavenly Road. After all, starting from the tenth level, twelve Heavenly Roads from all over the world are merged into one.

"Chen Feng..."

An indifferent yet condescending voice suddenly sounded from within the purple stream of light, like a judgment from the gods.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

When the Ancient Celestial Clan in the purple stream of light saw Chen Feng's appearance clearly, his complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes shrank and glared in an instant. A wisp of shock and anger immediately grew, sweeping out like a frenzy breaking a dam, overwhelming everything. , seemed to have defeated his reason, so that the originally indifferent and aloof voice became sharp and a bit hysterical.

"You are dead. This time, no one from the Ancient Shen Sect is here. I, Huang Xuanyan, will see who can protect you."