Great Sword Master

The void was dark, cold and chilly.

There seemed to be the sound of a sea tide, and the terrifying demonic power was surging, carrying an extremely domineering attitude to attack all directions, destroying everything, and constantly shrinking.

From a distance, it looked like a huge dark vortex.

Once this dark vortex was formed, it could strangle everything.

The roar resounded through the void, shaking endlessly, high-pitched and sharp, magnificent and vast, the amazing demonic power was vast and boundless, in the distance, Chen Jiandao's eyes were solemn and his face was pale.

That kind of power was like a natural disaster.

Not to mention his current strength, even if it was several times stronger, he could not resist it.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Chen Jiandao was secretly anxious. He had issued a secret order to summon the Chen family to come to reinforce. No matter what, he had already surrendered and completely recognized Chen Feng's status as the young emperor of the Chen family. Therefore, he could not let Chen Feng die here.

Other members of the Chen family might not be able to fight against the demons, but it is not impossible to protect Chen Feng and retreat.

His Highness Mo Shan and Little Saint Master Ming Yue did not make a move. They stared at Chen Feng who was gradually falling into the power of the battle formation. They saw a huge dark vortex gradually taking shape. When it was completely formed, it would be the moment to determine the outcome.

"It's done!"

When the huge dark vortex was completely condensed, His Highness Mo Shan's five fingers clenched, and his eyes, which were as dark as the abyss, suddenly burst out a ray of brilliance. The corners of his mouth under the mask could not help but hang up, revealing a smile, which seemed to control everything.

Chen Feng only felt as if he was constantly falling into the vortex.

This feeling was irresistible. Unless he had escaped far away before, otherwise, as long as he fought with these demons, he would inevitably fall into the battle formation little by little and be covered in the end.

It must be said that the battle formation of the demons is indeed unique and mysterious, just like a vortex sweeping everything.

That is a kind of unreasonable mystery. No matter whether you are willing or not, no matter how you resist, as long as you don't leave, you will eventually be surrounded by the battle formation, unless your strength is extremely strong, so strong that it exceeds the power of the battle formation.

Chen Feng thought that he was not strong enough to reach that level.

But, even if he was gradually swept into the vortex, Chen Feng was not panicked at all.

With strength and confidence, he still has a lot of trump cards. Moreover, his strength has not been fully exerted.

Then, he will use this powerful demon battle formation to further hone himself.

Thousands of hammers and tempers!

Fire refines real gold!

The last time he was besieged by hundreds of demons on the Sealed Demon Star, it had some sharpening effect, although it was not strong.

But now the power of this demon battle formation is more than ten times stronger, and the sharpening effect must be excellent.

"Trapped in such a powerful black mill battle array..."

The cold voice of the Little Saint Master Mingyue sounded, and then he shook his head gently and fell silent.

"Now... let's see how long he can resist." His Highness Moshan said coldly. He was naturally full of anger and murderous intent towards Chen Feng, but as one of the top members of the Saint Clan bloodline, he was in a high position and needed to consider more, including gains and losses.

The previous attempt to recruit Chen Feng was just an attempt.

If it can succeed, it will naturally be a good thing. After all, he is a very good sword cultivator. If he can be used by himself, he is a sharp sword. If he can conquer for himself, even if it is damaged, it doesn't matter. After all, he is not a member of the Saint Clan.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!

This applies not only to the human race, but also to all races.

It's a pity that Chen Feng is unwilling to be recruited by him. If so, then destroy him.

Moshan doesn't think that facing such a powerful black mill battle array, this human sword cultivator can still escape. Now it depends on how long the other party can resist in the black mill divine array.

The battle array was in motion, and a terrifying demonic power condensed like a substance and pressed towards Chen Feng from all directions.

Chen Feng felt like he was constantly being attacked and suppressed, and the void seemed to solidify. He was under invisible but extremely powerful pressure. If the Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons were not strong enough, he would have been overwhelmed.

Blood flowed, making waves, and a layer of red light like the scorching sun lingered around his body, resisting the terrible pressure of the battle array.

The battle array kept turning, and the oppressive force also turned with it, like a huge dark millstone that suppressed the void and Chen Feng, and wanted to grind and destroy them while turning.

This annihilation force came from all directions, without any dead ends, and covered everything.

Chen Feng immediately released his own sword domain, and used the sword domain to resist the annihilation force of the battle array.

The fifty-foot sword domain was still difficult to resist, and could only be compressed continuously.

On the one hand, it was Chen Feng's own will to compress, and on the other hand, it was the suppression of the battle array's power. The combination of the two caused the sword domain that had surged to cover an area of ​​5,000 feet to continue to compress.

40 feet!

30 feet!!

20 feet!

10 feet!

It seemed to have reached its limit and could not be compressed any further.

The 10-foot sword domain at this time was several times more powerful than the 10-foot sword domain at the Demon Sealing Star.

You know, before, the sword domain was compressed from 2,000 feet to 10 feet, and now it is compressed from 5,000 feet to 10 feet, which is completely different. The difficulty of compression is also extremely great. Chen Feng himself has tried it, and he finally compressed it to 50 feet by himself. Now, with the pressure of the battle array, it is compressed to 10 feet.

The 10-foot sword domain is extremely powerful, and the void inside seems to be solidified.

Chen Feng felt that under the ten-zhang sword domain, ordinary small saints would be directly suppressed and unable to move at all, without any resistance, and become fish meat at the mercy of others. Even the entry-level strong men in the middle saint realm would be obviously suppressed.

No matter how the demon clan's battle formation operated, it could not erase the ten-zhang sword domain.

"Is it the limit?"

Chen Feng frowned slightly. He originally planned to try to see if he could completely compress the sword domain to the extreme and see what it would look like, but now it seems that it is still not enough.

"Little brother Mo Shan, the power of your battle formation is not good enough."

Chen Feng suddenly spoke, and his voice penetrated the battle formation and entered Mo Shan's ears.

Mo Shan trembled involuntarily, and his black eyes showed a bit of confusion.

What is this human sword cultivator talking about?

The power of the battle formation is not good enough?

Angry!

An indescribable anger suddenly grew from the depths of his heart, roaring like a flood, his eyes as dark as the abyss bursting with anger, blood red.

He actually... was underestimated by this human sword cultivator.

"Drum!"

With a loud shout, the sound shook the void, and in an instant, the magic drum flew over, and two huge drumsticks were also in his hands at the same time. Mo Shan held them with both hands, and the power of his cultivation at the limit of the small saint realm burst out. The extremely strong physical strength also burst out, and his five fingers clenched, and there were big tendons on his arms like dragons.

Boom!

Mo Shan beat the drum, and the ten-foot magic drum suddenly shook, and a shocking momentum several times stronger than before broke out. The magic pattern on the drum surface was centered on the point where the drumstick landed, and it shook heavily like a raging tide, impacting the outside of the magic drum, and swept towards the demon battle formation like a hurricane.

In an instant, in the originally very powerful battle formation, the demons who set up the formation were like chicken blood, and their auras surged.

The demons in the virtual saint realm who had barely reached the level of the lesser saint realm have truly reached the entry level of the lesser saint realm, and the rest of the demons have seen their auras surge and their strength improve. The battle formations based on this have also surged two or three times in an instant.

Chen Feng immediately felt that the oppression and annihilation force surged several times in an instant.

The ten-zhang sword domain had an unbearable feeling of being crushed and crushed.

But Chen Feng was not surprised but happy. Sure enough, this demon was a cheap skin. It would not work without a "whipping". Look, after a "whipping", it burst out with a more powerful force. With the help of the surge in the battle formation, Chen Feng compressed the sword domain again.

Nine zhang! !

Eight zhang! !

Seven zhang!

However, the more it is compressed, the greater the difficulty, especially the subsequent compression, the difficulty of each zhang doubles, and it becomes more and more difficult.

This battle formation helped him compress the sword domain to seven feet, and then reached the limit again.

Seven feet sword domain!!

Chen Feng himself felt a sense of fear. In other words, if he was covered by such a sword domain, it would not be easy to resist.

But... it was still not enough.

"Little brother Mo Shan, you disappoint me so much."

Chen Feng spoke again, and his voice sounded again. The faces of every demon changed drastically, and Mo Shan's face under the mask was even uglier.

Extreme contempt.

In the distance, Chen Jiandao also heard Chen Feng's words. He first showed a look of confusion on his face, and then he looked like he didn't know what to say.

The power of the demon battle formation, even a trace of breath leaked out, made him feel terrified.

The young emperor... actually felt that it was not strong enough?

What kind of operation is this?

At the same time, several figures approached at an astonishing speed. Chen Jiandao turned around and looked immediately if he felt something.

"Brother Tianjue."

"Brother Jiandao, what's going on now?" Chen Tianjue arrived and stared at the running demon battle formation. Feeling its aura and might, his face became extremely solemn. This was not only stronger than when they broke through the heavenly gate before, but it was many times stronger.

Chen Jiandao briefly recounted what had happened from just now to now.

Chen Tianjue immediately showed a strange look on his face, and there was an indescribable solemnity and shock. The other few peerless monsters who were also at the limit of the small saint realm also looked extremely solemn when they heard it, and their eyes were full of horror.

The might of this demon battle formation is really incredibly strong.

In short, if any of them were caught in it, they would be in danger of death, or even death.

Unless they use some life-saving trump card.

You know, they are all peerless monsters, with a cultivation base at the limit of the small saint realm, but their strength can reach the level of the middle saint realm.

Now, Chen Feng, who was trapped in the battle formation, angered the Demon Clan Highness again and again, increasing the power of the battle formation.

This kind of operation was really incomprehensible to them.

"It seems that we don't need to take action now." Chen Tianjue said in a serious tone.

Not long after, someone else approached quickly.

When His Highness Mo Shan heard Chen Feng's words and felt the aura of Chen Tianjue and others, his eyes condensed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling on the magic drum, and once again swung the drumstick vigorously and hit it hard, the momentum of the sound shook the void, shaking for eternity, and became more and more amazing.

The power of the battle formation surged again.