(Second update)
The sword flashed with lightning and its power was unparalleled.
With one strike of the sword, everything will be cut open, and the astonishing pressure of the sword is like a waterfall falling from the sky, pressing hard.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and his eyes flashed as if a storm was roaring.
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and raising it high, the Huntian Sword Power burst out without reservation. Layers of force flowed straight through the sword body. Layers of invisible aura swept through the whole body like a strong wind.
The Three Ultimate Swords of Tianfeng·The Ultimate Killing by Storm!
Swords clash!
The most powerful blow was as powerful as a bamboo, and it exploded with a terrifying sharp sound, shattering the surrounding air and leaving scratches.
The two figures paused one after another, and then retreated violently.
The sword and sword were all trembling, and the sound they made was harsh and sharp.
Chen Feng stepped back several meters, and with a flicker of his body, he used the Heaven and Earth Wandering Dragon Movement Technique. He looked back like a wandering dragon and pointed his toes. It seemed as if wisps of air flow around his body turned into strong winds and howling winds.
Wind Demon Hundred Lies·Strong Wind Grass!
This is a body method, a footwork method, and a leg method.
Chen Feng's speed increased to the extreme, and a leg shadow was violent, fierce and rapid, kicking Zhao Kuang hard.
The sudden blow caught Zhao Kuang off guard, and he could only block Chen Feng's leg with his sword in front of him, and he retreated violently again.
Chen Feng's figure flashed and followed him like a shadow.
The wind demon Bailie·storm destroys the city!
Twenty leg shadows pierced the air and bombarded Zhao Kuang continuously.
Zhao Kuang could only resist with a horizontal sword, and he retreated violently again. He only felt a terrifying force attacking and bombarding him crazily. His energy and blood surged, and he almost vomited out.
The twenty leg shadows paused slightly, as if they had merged into one in an instant, condensing into a substantial leg shadow, and the aura that permeated it was several times more powerful.
Wind Demon Hundred Lies·Devil Wind Howling!
After breaking through to the eleventh transformation of the body training, the Huntian Sword Strength is not only more powerful and powerful, but also more powerful, and the recovery speed is also faster.
As a result, it was easier for Chen Feng to display his top-notch martial arts than before, and the power he could exert was also much stronger.
With one blow, Zhao Kuang's knife was immediately shaken away. Unable to withstand the power of Chen Feng's leg, Zhao Kuang retreated several meters and fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Ye Yunqi came on the field and was easily defeated. Xiao Xuanwu won one and lost one, but Chen Feng defeated both of them.
This is simply...
It’s incredible!
Chi Xingzi frowned, his eyes gleaming with cold light, as if there was a trace of murderous intent lingering around.
A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yuandao's mouth.
Although he had confidence in his disciple, he was, after all, the quasi-holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land, and his talent and strength were both extraordinary.
Wang Yuandao was actually not sure whether Chen Feng could defeat him.
But, no matter what, a war is inevitable.
Even defeat is a kind of tempering for oneself.
The edge of a sword is sharpened!
If you don't go through hard work, how can you create a peerless edge?
No one is born invincible.
A truly strong person is never afraid of failure, learns lessons from failure after failure, and forges ahead.
But if you can win, why lose?
"You're the only one left." Chen Feng's eyes moved away from Zhao Kuang and fell on the young man in black uniform, and he said unhurriedly.
"It's really beyond my expectation." The boy in the black suit said after a moment of silence, but his expression was still so arrogant and indifferent, and his pair of deep black eyes seemed to be looking down from above: "You are qualified to know my name. My name is Li Wuji."
After he finished speaking, Li Wuji stretched his right arm forward, and a black ring on his finger suddenly shone with light.
He saw black light puffing out, and a pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, exuding an astonishing power as a spiritual soldier.
Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment.
Just now, when this man fought with me, he didn't use a spear.
Could it be that he also hid his methods?
Spear is his major?
Thinking of this, Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help but clenched his fists and looked a little ugly.
Chen Feng's eyes fell on the dark spear in the opponent's hand, and he was a little surprised.
Immediately, a sense of excitement grew from deep within.
Just now, Li Wuji fought with Xiao Xuanwu and suppressed Xiao Xuanwu. His strength was indeed impressive, but at best, he was only a little stronger than Zhao Kuang, who had tried his best just now.
If you let go and fight, you will definitely be defeated by your own sword.
That... would be too boring.
At this moment, it seemed that the opponent had some reservations in the battle with Xiao Xuanwu just now.
Li Wuji held the black spear in his hand and activated it magically. He surged with strength and immediately penetrated the spear. As if something was activated, black light burst out, like a flame covering it and burning. The air was ignited and became scorched, and the temperature rose. , grilling everything.
With the next breath, Li Wuji took a step forward, his spear trembled slightly, and smashed the air like a black dragon to kill him.
A spear is as swift as the wind, as aggressive as fire, and as domineering as thunder.
The astonishing gun power came from across the sky, causing Chen Feng to look stern.
pressure!
Real pressure!
Li Wuji's strength is stronger than the previous girl in blue or even Zhao Kuang and his ilk.
The peerless geniuses who are both top saint-level gods actually have differences in strength and weakness.
Li Wuji's strength is undoubtedly the strongest among the three.
The spear shot through the air with as much violence as thunder.
Chen Feng's figure rose up erratically, like a wisp of wind blowing by, and his sword turned into a stream of light and penetrated the air to assassinate him.
As soon as he got close, Chen Feng felt the astonishing high temperature radiating from the other party, as if it was burning everything and turning it into ashes.
Li Wuji has superb marksmanship, and what he displays is a top-notch marksmanship that is extremely powerful.
That spear technique was incomparably consistent with his supernatural powers, and when used, it burned like black flames, piercing through everything.
But Chen Feng's performance was even more amazing.
The Twenty-Four Wind Shadow Swords, the Three Ultimate Swords of Tianfeng, the Eight Deadly Styles, and even various high-grade sword techniques that have been upgraded to the highest level of martial arts are all at your fingertips and you can control them with ease.
The constant use of the Heaven and Earth Wandering Dragon Body Technique and the Wind Demon Hundred Lies, which alternated with the secrets of the Ten Shadow Apparition and the Wave Step, made Chen Feng's figure even more erratic, even more vivid than when he fought Zhao Kuang just now.
"This boy actually masters so many martial arts..."
"The so-called superb understanding, is it really that high?" Tuoba Wuxiang, the leader of the Huntian Sect, had slightly bright eyes and was thinking endlessly.
As a sect leader, he is also a strong man in the Hedao realm. He is well-informed and naturally knows that once anything reaches its extreme, it will have great potential.
The general understanding is superb, and among ordinary people, it is naturally excellent.
But compared to a group of supernatural beings, especially those who have reached the level of saint-level supernatural beings, they are not outstanding. At best, they are almost the same as king-level supernatural beings.
However, the potential of a king-level miracle is vastly different from that of a saint-level miracle.
But Chen Feng's superb understanding seemed to be extraordinary to Tuoba Wuxiang.
Throughout the ages, there have been people with pure and superb understanding, but who could master so many top-grade or even top-grade martial arts at Chen Feng's age and background?
And, it’s easy to apply.
"No, I seem to have overlooked something..." Tuoba Wuxiang stared at the fierce battle between the two sides, his eyes fell on Chen Feng, his brows wrinkled slightly, thinking deeply, always feeling that he had overlooked some important points, and soon, His eyes lit up and bloomed with brilliance: "That's it!"
"It's the body!"
"If Chen Feng were only in mortal form, he would never be able to confront a saint-level supernatural being."
"Huntian Sword Body!"
"Chen Feng has mastered the Huntian Sword Body. That aura is domineering and sharp, extraordinary. It is by no means the first level Huntian Sword Body."
"At least the fourth level!"
After thinking about this, Tuoba Wuxiang suddenly took a breath of air.
As a sect master, he is naturally very aware of the difficulty and painful process of training the Huntian Battle Body and Huntian Sword Body.
Every practice is like torture, which is unbearable. Those whose willpower is not strong enough will collapse directly. Those whose mental strength is not strong enough will not be able to control their power. Not only will they fail in practice, but they will also suffer physical injuries.
Even if the cultivation is successful, it will take a lot of time.
And each level of cultivation becomes more difficult and more dangerous the further you go.
Often after completing one level, there will be an interval of at least a few months, and at most a few years, before continuing to practice the next level.
How long has Chen Feng been a member of the clan?
Is this the fourth level of Huntian Sword Body?
Simply incredible!
For a moment, Tuoba Wuxiang felt that Chen Feng was by no means as simple as having a superb understanding, and there must be other special features.
Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes couldn't help but fall on Wang Yuandao, and said secretly: "Junior brother Wang, you are lucky this time."
Wang Yuandao noticed Tuoba Wuxiang's gaze, seemed to understand something, and nodded incomprehensibly.
At this moment, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji had intensified to the extreme.
The collision between the sword and the gun erupted with an astonishing sound, ear-piercing explosions, and layers of energy that impacted in all directions.
Zhao Kuang and the girl in blue looked extremely solemn.
Although Li Wuji's strength is not the first among the tens of thousands of disciples received by Tianyuan Holy Land this year, he can still be called the second, much stronger than them all.
But now, he can't defeat a mortal?
It was almost like a dream.
"Mortal body?" The two men suddenly came to their senses and couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise.
With a limited body, how can we fight against them?
Gradually, more people noticed this point that they had just ignored.
Chi Xingzi's eyes were shining with red stars, and they fell on Chen Feng's body. He looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to see through it.
At this glance, I felt that it was extraordinary.
"Huntian Sword Body!" Chi Xingzi said in a condensed voice: "At least the fourth level of Huntian Sword Body, Wang Yuandao, how did your disciple practice?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Wang Yuandao responded.
A flash of anger flashed in Chi Xingzi's eyes, but he suppressed it.
This place is more like Huntian Sect.
However, his eyes stared at Wang Yuandao with undisguised murderous intent, and Wang Yuandao was not afraid to look at him.
What about the Hedao realm?
Even if you try your best, you may not be able to kill him.
When a person knows that his life is short, he will either sink in despair, be free and easy to see through, or be fearless.
Wang Yuandao belongs to the latter two.
At the same time, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji had reached a decisive moment.
Li Wuji's whole body shook, and all his power surged forward. His aura matched the spear, and he burst down from a high altitude, like a black meteorite falling from the sky, shattering everything.
Chen Feng raised his head and stared, his body squatting slightly as he surged with strength.
The sword was resting on his waist, the sword body vibrating continuously, and a powerful sword power filled the air.
"The Thirteen Styles of the Absolute Sword..."
Tuoba Wuxiang's voice murmured.
Everyone was shocked.
