Peerless Martial Soul

The endless sword energy reaches straight into the sky.

Sword array, activate!

The extremely powerful murderous aura surged around like a wave.

The assessment disciples standing on the ground, as well as Qiu Ruhai, were all turned pale by the sudden murderous aura!

What's more, they were directly overturned by the air waves.

Even a mysterious figure like Jiang Yunxi took several steps back.

Little Zhou Tian's God-killing Sword Formation, with only one corner open, contained such a terrifying threat.

When the wave of murderous intent passed, everyone stood up from the ground.

Looking again at the sword formation with thousands of swords flying in the sky, a doubt arose in everyone's mind.

Chen Feng, can you do it?

In the sword formation!

As soon as Chen Feng entered the battle, he felt a great pressure.

The entire Little Zhou Tianshu Divine Sword Formation is hard to see even if you look at it.

Everything you can see are endless divine swords!

And the moment he entered the outermost edge of the sword formation, the thousands of divine swords screamed and trembled in unison, and thousands of sword intentions came overwhelmingly towards him.

Each one has power beyond the third level of the Star Soul Martial God Realm!

Such pressure far exceeds the 2,000th step of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, and the core of the star is transformed into a star!

Under such heavy pressure, Chen Feng instantly transformed into the body of a great shaman.

The fierce fighting spirit flashed in his eyes!

Now, he has only reached the outermost level of the entire Small Zhou Tianshu Divine Sword Formation.

He didn't even have time to see the entire sword formation clearly!

Chen Feng could only sense that the closer to the center of the Small Zhou Tianshu Sword Formation, the more difficult it became!

It is difficult, and the assessment requirements are also more stringent!

Different from the assessment rules of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, once you enter the Xiaozhou Tianshu Divine Sword Formation, there is no way back.

Either die or break out of the formation!

Only by making breakthroughs along the way can the assessment be considered successful.

And now, even standing on the outermost level is torture for Chen Feng!

His whole body was about to burst, but he gritted his teeth and did not flinch at all.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

Use offense instead of defense!

The golden spiritual world suddenly moved!

He turned sideways repeatedly to avoid the first few sword intents that came.

Although the sword intention is not physical, it is like a moon ring, drawing out streaks of dazzling white light.

The divine brilliance is dazzling, dazzling the eyes!

"Buddha's Angry Eyes and Lion's Roar Kung Fu!"

In Chen Feng's spiritual world, a giant lion head appeared!

Behind him, there is also a huge lion head, roaring crazily!

The huge golden sound wave swept in all directions instantly.

Sound versus breath!

The sword energy attacking from all directions in the sky and underground made a boundless collision sound in an instant.

Crisp and dense.

Thousands of ancient divine swords began to hum continuously.

Each sword seemed to have spiritual consciousness and communicated with the swords around it.

Their trembling frequencies are becoming more and more synchronized, and their buzzing sounds are becoming louder and more murderous!

Shaking off the scattered sword light, it was like practicing in vain.

Smash the floating clouds upward!

Break the earth downwards!

The assessment members standing on the ground looked pale.

Chen Feng did not annihilate directly!

On the way here, not only Chen Feng saw it, but many other people also saw the previous challenger.

The man laughed wildly and rushed into the sword formation. Then, he couldn't hold on for a breath and was killed by the Endless Divine Sword.

Turn into blood mist!

No bones left!

That was an official disciple of the fourth level of the Star Soul Martial God Realm!

In Xiao Zhou Tian's God-killing Sword Formation, people who are below the Star Soul Martial Emperor realm can't even hold a breath if they enter!

But Chen Feng persisted!

on the ground.

"How is that possible! Isn't Chen Feng just a Nine-Star Martial Emperor?"

Someone screamed and shouted.

unbelievable!

Everyone is paying close attention to the sword formation high in the sky.

Although they couldn't see clearly Chen Feng's specific movements inside, they could see the outline.

Based on the outline, you can roughly judge the progress.

At least, you can tell whether you are dead or alive at a glance.

But now, they saw Chen Feng's silhouette moving continuously.

The entire sword formation started to buzz.

That's the reaction to being attacked.

Chen Feng actually still has the energy to take the initiative to attack!

This is incredible!

Sikong Hao originally raised his head and looked at the situation in the high-altitude sword formation.

Hearing this, he turned to look at them.

He opened his mouth to curse without any scruples.

"Idiot! People with the bloodline of ancient gods and demons are many times, even dozens of times, ahead of the same level."

"And the physical body is extremely terrifying."

"Isn't it strange that Brother Chen's bloodline can survive Xiao Zhou Tian's God-killing Sword Formation?"

Having said this, he looked at Qi Zhuoyang and others.

"Some people don't know anything about themselves, so they just think others are playing tricks on them."

"If you can, why don't you come and show me a trick?"

It was very obvious who he was talking about.

Sikong Hao had a strong financial background and was favored by the Tianquan Sword Sect.

No matter in every aspect, he surpasses Qi Zhuoyang and others!

Others present may be afraid of offending Qi, Ji, and Chu.

He is not afraid at all!

Sikong Hao is a martial arts fanatic.

Apart from training and challenges, he is not interested in any other intrigues, intrigues, etc.

He has always respected only the strong.

Fist is the last word!

Anyone weaker than him is a bunch of losers!

Qi Zhuoyang and the others looked at Sikong Hao, their faces flushed and very ugly.

"Sikong Hao, don't bully others too much!"

Sikong Hao sneered: "I just went too far in deceiving others, so what?"

"You're going to beat me if you don't accept it?"

Qi Zhuoyang was furious.

He took a step forward, ready to take action.

"Don't make blind gestures. The one who doesn't fight is the grandson!"

Sikong Hao sneered again and again: "With just a few of you trash, Chen Feng doesn't need to do anything. Grandpa, I can torture all of you!"

Qi Zhuoyang and the other three were sprayed bloody.

But he couldn't say even a single word.

Extremely frustrating!

They were just showing off just now, they didn't dare to actually take action!

Neither the Tianquan Sword Sect nor the Sikong family can be offended!

But, in the final analysis, they have no confidence that they can defeat Sikong Hao!

At this moment, there was another exclamation from the people around.

Sikong Hao felt a warning in his heart, and his body instantly tensed up.

boom!

Thousands of silver rays of light shot out randomly from Xiao Zhou Tian's God-killing Sword Formation!

Attacking everyone in a chaotic, aimless, and indiscriminate manner.

Someone didn't have time to react, screamed on the spot, and had an arm cut off.

Blood spurted.

Everyone became panicked.

"what happened!"

For a time, everyone used their special skills.

There was a panic on the floating mountain.

It suddenly became extremely lively.

Qiu Ruhai stood there, staring at the sword formation high in the sky.

With his cultivation, he can naturally see much more content than others present.

The sudden flurry of flying swords just now was the result of Chen Feng's counterattack.

Because of this, his face couldn't be more ugly.

Fortunately, there is only one wave of messy sword intent.

No deaths were caused.

"I never thought that if Chen Feng challenged Little Zhou Tian's God-Slaying Sword Formation, we people would suffer disasters one after another!"

Some people complained with a grimace.

Jiang Yunxi stared at the sword formation without blinking.

She suddenly found that the outline in the sword array was a little darker. "Did something happen to Chen Feng?"