Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 5778: Eighth-grade treasure!

At the same time, in the giant tower.

A golden light emanated from the eyes of a black shadow, which seemed to be able to penetrate everything, looking in the direction of Chen Feng.

"Looking at his appearance, does he mean he won't give up until I see him?"

The golden-eyed light and shadow chuckled: "Well, let's meet you and see what your purpose is."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

With a snap of his fingers, a black shadow struggled up from his body, and in an instant, it transformed into his appearance.

No matter in terms of temperament or strength, they are exactly the same.

"Ying, go meet him."

The human form transformed from the shadow bowed its hands and slowly retreated.

…

"Sir, we've already made such a fuss, I'm afraid we can't find out the news."

Tian Gui looked horrified and came behind Chen Feng in two steps and whispered a reminder.

"People in Wujiang Street abide by the rules very much, especially those guys who sell information. Now that we are causing such trouble, if Lord Daojian doesn't speak, I'm afraid they won't say a word."

"Then let Dao Jian speak."

Chen Feng smiled faintly and looked back at the giant tower.

He is so calm that even Wujing Street is about to collapse and he still refuses to show his face.

As expected of a person who grew up in thousands of worlds in the gods, he is indeed very cautious.

"Since you won't take action, I'll just go in."

Chen Feng rose into the sky and headed straight for the giant tower without any hurry or delay.

At this time, the group of golden-faced generals were all seriously injured and too busy to take care of themselves. No one could stop him.

"I want to compete with people who can never escape. Dao Jian, you can't be a coward if you want to."

As Chen Feng chuckled, his wrist shook slightly, and a long cyan knife appeared.

When I took the Qingqiu Heavenly Sword, the blade trembled and the sword screamed!

The aura of the supreme realm of swordsmanship was crushing towards the giant tower!

Invisible sword energy swept out and enveloped the entire street.

On the street, the pavilions, the ground, the stone pillars, the vegetation... everything began to crack and be cut off by the sharp knife!

The sword's intention is like a tornado, sweeping across and cutting off everything!

Kill everything!

Chen Feng's sword has always been so domineering. In his eyes, there is nothing that cannot be cut.

boom!

The sword was crushing forward, and finally came to the giant tower, and slashed towards the giant tower!

Suddenly, the entire giant tower began to tremble, and countless knife marks were cut on the tower wall. The moment the gravel fell, it was immediately crushed into powder by the knife!

…

At this time, inside the giant tower.

"Just the artistic conception of the knife is so powerful!"

The golden-eyed figure stood up suddenly, with a look of hesitation in his eyes, and said hesitantly: "Isn't it a little hasty to ask the shadow to deal with him?"

He regretted it a little, but it was too late, the shadow had already appeared outside the tower.

…

Outside the giant tower, sword intent loomed across the streets.

"This Taoist friend has only been in Wujing Street for one day and has made such a big noise repeatedly. Doesn't he think too little of our Taoist sword?"

A golden light and shadow, as if it had no substance, passed through the giant tower and came through the void.

In just an instant, he came ten meters in front of Chen Feng and looked at Chen Feng with a smile.

This extreme speed could not even be captured by Chen Feng's mental power.

"Can you move at will?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and understood immediately.

It's because the person who came here is the owner of Wujing Street, so he is almost invincible in this small world, and can naturally avoid the perception of his mental power.

Since it was of no use to him, Chen Feng withdrew his mental power and quietly looked at the person coming.

The turbulent ocean of golden spiritual power stopped being turbulent and returned to calm.

The person who came was a young man wearing a light golden robe with a warm smile. He had a scholarly air about him and looked very easy-going.

However, Chen Feng could also feel that beneath the gentle appearance, there was a sharp sword hidden!

The sharp sword intent seems to be able to kill gods and demons!

This sword intention has an indomitable momentum, which is similar to Chen Feng's pursuit of the sword.

"it's him!"

Chen Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

No one has made him so excited in a long time!

This man's sword intent not only shook his mind, but even the Qingqiu Heavenly Sword in his hand was buzzing with excitement.

"Fellow Taoist, if you don't say anything, things will be difficult to handle."

Dao Jian's smile remained the same, but his eyes became much sharper.

"Daojian, the owner of Wujing Street, is also the person who left the message on the stone tablet at the entrance of the street."

"Originally, I came to Wujing Street just to ask for some news, but when I saw the stone tablet at the intersection, I changed my mind."

"I admire your level of swordsmanship, so I want to come in and compete with you."

Chen Feng held the Qingqiu Heavenly Sword in his hand and bowed his hand in a salute: "I want to compete with you in sword competition now, and get a bonus..."

"Chen Feng, you are too arrogant."

Dao Jian suddenly interrupted Chen Feng's words, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Just for the sake of sword competition, you disturbed my Wujie Street like this and killed all the towns and cities!"

"People like you will only die by my sword!"

The cold words echoed throughout the street like a bell.

"Lord Daojian! It's Lord Daojian who has come out of seclusion!"

"Great, as long as Lord Daojian is here, this intruder will definitely not end well!"

"Lord Daojian, kill this thief and let me eat his flesh and blood equally!"

The group of onlookers in the distance, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, were instantly excited and returned to the street.

They trust Daojian even more than they trust themselves.

"They trust you blindly."

Chen Feng glanced at the crowd, still chuckling.

"It's not blindness, it's absolute trust!"

The Taoist sword reached out and waved, a clear sword sound sounded in the giant tower, and a golden light broke through the air.

That bright golden light enveloped the entire street, exuding a fierce and powerful aura!

It was a sword with a golden dragon wrapped around the handle. The blade was three feet three feet long and as clear as jade.

"Junlong Heaven-Slaying Sword, an eighth-grade treasure!"

Dao Jian swung his sword and pointed it directly at Chen Feng, "It is your honor to die under this sword!"

An eighth-grade treasure is a rare treasure even in the Thousand Worlds of Xuanhuang, and it should be even rarer here.

"The sword is good, and it matches your artistic conception."

Chen Feng looked at it for a moment, then chuckled and said, "That's good. I'll compete with you, using only moves without any magical power, so as not to bully you."

"We haven't finished talking about the lottery yet. If I win, you can help me check one thing... Your Wujiang Street is the most well-informed place, so you should be able to check this thing."

"If you win, I will tell you how to break the Heavenly Seal."

A way to break the Heavenly Seal?

As soon as these words came out, it was astonishing!

Dao Jian looked stunned, and even the hand holding the sword shook slightly.

At the same time, inside the giant tower.

The body of the golden-eyed figure was shaken, and light burst out from his eyes. He kept muttering: "He knows how to break the forbidden realm of heaven? How could he know?"

"No, even the master doesn't know something, why would he know it?"