The sword light galloped, splitting the void.
The moment lightning bolts and aurora passed by each other, a great figure in the Void Saint Realm was cut off directly. The life force field and even the protective power were as if they were in vain, and all the supernatural powers were swallowed up by Chen Feng.
In Chen Feng's black and white, deep and boundless eyes, the divine light was condensed like never before, seeming to contain thousands of sword shadows.
Forged by the Three Lives Soul, he spent more than a month in seclusion and cultivated Qingming's sword-wielding skills to the ninth level. In other words, Chen Feng's sword-wielding speed increased to nine times that of ordinary sword-wielding skills. Even though his cultivation was only the entry-level to the Void Saint Realm, his speed was , but it is much faster than the ordinary Void Saint Realm Dacheng.
At this speed, it is simply difficult to accurately capture dozens of demons who have reached the Void Saint Realm.
In front of me... there was only a green sword light flying past as fast as auroral lightning. The end of the world was so close. In just a few breaths, several great masters of the Void Saint Realm were already beheaded by the sword. There was no luck at all. They were cut off. The body fell away.
Dozens of Void Saint Realm Dacheng truly join forces, which is indeed very powerful and poses a great threat.
But the problem is, they work on their own.
The power of that blow killed Chen Feng, and he was even resisted by the tyranny of the Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons. He was only slightly injured, and the third level of the Immortal Star Body could recover quickly, so it was nothing to worry about.
"How about me, Chen Feng, and what about the Chen family, why do you need to comment..."
"Everyone who is my enemy will be killed!"
As he drew his sword, Chen Feng's belief became more condensed and concentrated.
"Chen Feng, use your sword skills to help me achieve enlightenment."
As if an explosion had been brewing for a long time, there was a long roar, shrill and ferocious, and the blood-red sword light suddenly appeared, sweeping across the void, accompanied by bursts of mournful screams and wails from the broken sword, making the power of this sword even more terrifying, like a turbulent wave, crazily attacking the sword path. , the sound of swords rolled like a long river, and the light of thousands of swords suddenly rose up, splitting dozens of feet of void, like a river rushing vast and boundless, trying to cover and strangle Chen Feng.
In the next breath, all the thousands of sword lights merged into one.
It was a blood-colored sword sword that was a hundred feet long. Around the sword sword, the phantoms of broken swords floated up and down. It seemed that thousands of sword cultivators were bleeding in the void. They were far apart. The black-clothed sword cultivator's eyes were condensed, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. .
Bury Jian Yuan!
This type of sword cultivator dislikes those who use hunting sword cultivators to learn from their swordsmanship to improve their own potential and strength.
"Chen Feng, you are also a sword cultivator, let's see how you deal with it..." the sword cultivator in black said secretly.
Such a sword is extremely powerful, and even I need to deal with it carefully. After all, Zhan Jianyuan's sword skills are indeed very evil, and they have a natural suppression and restraint on sword cultivation.
The secret meaning of the Burial Sword Dao came across the sky and pressed against him, making Chen Feng involuntarily feel a sense of being suppressed.
Dull!
There seemed to be a hint of panic rising. It was not his own panic, but the panic that belonged to the swordsman.
The special thing about Burying Jianyuan lies in this.
But a little
The panic was crushed in an instant by Chen Feng's extremely tyrannical sword power.
The extremely murderous Baizhang bloody sword struck and struck.
Lift the sword!
The sword body trembled slightly, and the sword chanted melodiously, like the breeze blowing, like the ding-dong of running water. It was natural and natural. As Chen Feng's eyes focused, the sword in his hand stabbed forward gently.
boom!
The sword seemed to be an understatement, but in an instant it erupted with an astonishing roar. The sword light turned into a long river of blood, rushing across the starry sky, and the figure floated and fell, like a saint bleeding and all things sinking.
After becoming a saint and remaining in seclusion for the rest of the month, Chen Feng became much better at mastering the secrets of the killing sword.
The power of this Shinto-slaying sword is many times greater than before it was broken into a saint. With one sword, it slaughters the heavens and the earth, and the people weep with blood. The astonishing murderous aura fills the air, sweeping through the void, leaving everyone The eroticism on everyone's faces couldn't help but change. It seemed like they were about to sink into the long river of bloody sword light, and the phantoms within it were bleeding and sinking.
"What kind of kendo is that?"
The black-clothed sword cultivator stared with his eyes, reflecting the long river of bloody sword light. His soul trembled slightly as he got rid of the feeling of being dragged down and sinking, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
The complexion of the burly young man changed drastically. The muscles of his strong body were tense and the tendons were bulging. He could not help clenching his fists to resist the feeling that he seemed to be sinking and perishing.
The same blood color, the sword's light was bright red, and the sword's light was restrained, but under the collision, the sword's light shattered without any sound.
In the next breath, the life force field and body-protecting sword energy of the Buried Sword Abyss sword cultivator were easily torn apart and penetrated by the bloody sword light, and even the muscles and bones as strong as a spiritual soldier could not withstand the slightest resistance.
kill!
"Well, he is indeed the young emperor of the Chen family, and he has a bit of the demeanor of an ancient young emperor."
The black-clothed sword cultivator couldn't help but speak out, his eyes were extremely black and his sword was powerful.
"Young Emperor is a young emperor, but not everyone is qualified to bear it..." The burly young man curled his lips and muttered: "Although these methods are good, it is still not enough to bear the name of Young Emperor."
Chen Feng didn't hear what these two people said, and even if he heard it, he didn't care.
Galloping and flying, the man and sword merged into one, and the three living spirits burst out with brilliant light, penetrating through his body and covering Chen Feng's whole body.
A mysterious and mysterious feeling filled my heart.
So what if there are dozens of Void Saint Realm masters?
As long as an effective alliance cannot be formed, there is nothing to do but break it up.
"The stronger the enemy, the stronger I am!"
With his spirit roaring and roaring, Chen Feng's speed seemed to be further improved at the limit, and there was a charm of breaking the shackles and surpassing the limit.
Ten!
Fifteen!
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escape! "
"He's crazy."
The remaining masters of the Void Saint Realm were all frightened.
This person is too terrifying. He fights dozens of Void Saint Realm masters alone, and is able to withstand their blows. He also fights back and kills fifteen people in a row. He is 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, the sound was extremely condensed and spread 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 permeates 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 clashing 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 Technique?" 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, it was constantly accumulating like magma rolling in a volcano and undercurrents surging in the deep sea. Once it exploded, it would be earth-shattering.
"No, I see your master's 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.
With such sword power, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of "joy" in his heart.
Happy to see you hunting!
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 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 burning fire cooking oil, and like a volcano.
The savings reach the extreme, ready to explode.
A sudden change occurred!
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 roaring 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. The light was as sharp as the edge of a sword, penetrating through the void. They immediately locked onto the rapidly approaching purple light, and also saw the silhouette of the person quickly approaching in the purple streamer.
"That is……"
Meng Haoqi frowned unconsciously, and immediately his eyes focused and his expression changed.
"The Ancient Celestial Clan!"
In the early days, few people knew about Sangu. After all, the eight wildernesses were separated by four seas. 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.
"The 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 streamer 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 frenzied wave breaking through 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."
