Deep in the valley, layers of ripples suddenly washed away on the mountain wall, revealing a portal.
Then, three figures stepped out from the portal one after another. They were the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts, Chen Feng and Zhao Feiyu.
Chen Feng's expression was calm and light, and he could not see any emotions, anger, sorrow, or joy, but his heart was full of comfort and joy. His goals were exceeded, his cultivation and strength were greatly improved, and he had mastered more tyrannical power. Is there anything in the world that feels better than this? What about the wonderful ones?
In the distance, several eyes stared at him and then quickly moved away.
Chen Feng and the others didn't pay attention.
"Little friend Zhao, there once was a great gunman named Ling Jue in Tianhuang Palace. Maybe you can go to Ling Jue Peak to try your luck."
The incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts immediately spoke to Zhao Feiyu, pointing him in the direction of Ling Juefeng, and at the same time, a wisp of sword energy fell on Zhao Feiyu, giving him a little help.
In the deserted cave, Zhao Feiyu's performance was recognized by the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts.
In this way, he doesn't mind giving some guidance to the other party, at least so that the inheritance of many powerful people in Tianhuang Palace will not be lost. However, whether he can obtain his inheritance still depends on his personal ability and whether he can be recognized by the other party.
Just like the previous incarnation of Emperor Chixiao's thoughts.
If he doesn't want to, he just doesn't want to. Even if he comes forward, even if Chen Feng is extremely talented, he still won't want to. Of course, if Chen Feng is not a sword cultivator but a sword cultivator, it will be a different matter.
However, if Chen Feng were a sword cultivator, he would not have the chance to meet him.
Some fate cannot be forced, that is how things are in the world, and even the Emperor cannot reverse it.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhao Feiyu was so excited that he bowed to the end.
The Zhao family has also given birth to the Emperor Realm, and more than one, so the Zhao family naturally has the inheritance of the Emperor Realm. As the peerless genius of the Zhao family, Zhao Feiyu is naturally qualified to understand the inheritance left by the Zhao family's Emperor Realm.
However, all inheritances from ancestors also pay attention to a fit.
Furthermore, if you can learn more about the inheritance of other emperor realms, it will also be of great help to your own cultivation.
"Brother Chen, take your leave first."
Zhao Feiyu then said to Chen Feng, stood up, and immediately flew away in the direction guided by the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts. He was going to find an opportunity that suited him.
In the deserted cave, Zhao Feiyu's Qi training level increased from the peak of the Holy Lord Realm to the extreme of the Holy Lord Realm.
Not only that, Huang Yuan's power can be used to refine both Qi and body. Therefore, Zhao Feiyu's body-refining cultivation has also made great progress. He has also been promoted to the minor level of the Holy Lord Realm. The power of the Holy Lord that has been re-melted is compared to He was much more tyrannical before, and his strength has greatly increased since then.
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The silver light is like a dragon, and the spear light flies across the sky.
However, a sword light suddenly appeared in front of him. The sword light was extremely sharp and sharp. It contained an astonishing sword power and pressed against him, locking Zhao Feiyu.
Immediately, the clang of the sword shook the world, and a dazzling ten-foot-long sword energy cut through the void and came across the sky.
Zhao Feiyu's eyes narrowed, and the silver spear rolled like a dragon in his palm. He held it with five fingers, and with a burst of energy, the gun's light was more than three feet long, piercing the void. As the gun body trembled, the man and the gun merged, and the gun was like a silver dragon. Izuku Yuan rose into the air, carrying extremely tyrannical power to kill through the air.
The space was shattered in an instant and turned into powder.
Fights that reached the limit again and again in the deserted cave, under the pressure brought by the powerful wild beasts, the encouragement brought by Chen Feng, and the guidance of the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts, and with his own solid foundation of the gun With his extraordinary understanding and wisdom, Zhao Feiyu not only improved greatly in just one day, but his spear skills also improved by leaps and bounds.
This shot is completely better than before.
With one shot, it was as powerful as a broken bamboo, spinning at high speed like a drill, destroying everything, and suddenly defeated the ten-foot-long sword energy that was as solid as substance.
"Um?"
The moment the sword energy collapsed, a sound of surprise and uncertainty suddenly sounded from the sword cultivator's nose, and he immediately shouted and questioned.
"Zhao Feiyu, what kind of opportunity did you get to have your cultivation strength increase so much in such a short period of time?"
This sword was modified by Lin Jiankui of Tiancang Sword Sect. After receiving the news, he immediately rushed back to the valley at full speed. He happened to meet Zhao Feiyu who was leaving and immediately intercepted him.
Before, he saw Zhao Feiyu disappear into the mountain wall with Chen Feng from a distance.
Now combined with the sudden increase in Zhao Feiyu's cultivation and strength, it can be inferred that he must have obtained a good opportunity, otherwise it would be impossible to improve so fast in a short period of time.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Zhao Feiyu's eyes narrowed and he responded unceremoniously, his tone as strong and sharp as the tip of a spear piercing the air.
He was kind to his friends but not to his enemies. Lin Jiankui suddenly attacked with his sword and had such a bad attitude. How could he be a friend?
"Zhao Feiyu, don't be so shameless."
Lin Jiankui's eyes narrowed and his face darkened when he heard this, and he said in a cold voice, his sword intent completely erupted, like a sky sword vibrating, coming with extremely tyrannical power to suppress it.
Then, the man and the sword merged.
The sky was shaken, the void was cracked, and no one could be seen. Only a brilliant sword light struck like a sky fire and cracked the sky like thunder. It carried extremely tyrannical power and murderous intention, and killed in an instant. The astonishing sword power immediately made Zhao Feiyu's expression stern. Pupils contract.
It has to be said that with equal sword intent, Lin Jiankui's mastery of sword intent is better than Chen Feng's before.
After all, Chen Feng's promotion was too fast, and although Lin Jiankui's promotion was not slow, the speed was still far inferior to Chen Feng's. As a result, he had more time to settle, plus the guidance of the elders in the sect, etc. wait.
As for Chen Feng, he almost always relies on his own understanding and improvement.
Both others' guidance and self-enlightenment have their own benefits, and the further you go, the greater the benefits of self-enlightenment. Of course, the prerequisite is that your own foundation, understanding, wisdom, etc. must reach a high level.
With some guidance from the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts, Chen Feng instantly became enlightened and made rapid progress.
Now, in comparison, I don't know how much I have to surpass Lin Jiankui. Whether it is realm, attainment or application, he has surpassed him in all aspects.
Having witnessed Chen Feng's superb swordsmanship with his own eyes, and seeing Lin Jiankui's swordsmanship again, Zhao Feiyu was certainly surprised, but in comparison, he felt ordinary.
This is a very strange feeling.
In fact, it's not that Lin Jiankui's swordsmanship is really ordinary, but there is a contrast.
In front of pearls, gravel is too ordinary, but in front of silt, gravel appears unique.
Before such a sword, Zhao Feiyu had absolutely no resistance at all and could only dodge with all his strength, but now he did not have to do this. His body trembled slightly, the power of the Holy Lord surged and roared, the spear rolled, like a dragon turning over and rising into the abyss, Carrying an extremely tyrannical power, it penetrates everything and kills.
Guns and swords clashed, and the sound of cracking gold and iron shook the world.
Lin Jiankui was secretly shocked when he discovered that Zhao Feiyu's strength was not inferior to his own.
"Uncle Liang, please take action to capture this beast."
Lin Jiankui's sword collided with his spear, and he took advantage of the momentum to fly back while speaking out.
boom!
The moment the sound rang out, there was a sudden roar. Zhao Feiyu suddenly felt that the surrounding void became dim, as if the night was being torn away. Immediately, he saw a giant hand shooting across the sky, its fingers slightly bent, as if a sky had collapsed. Luo, the extremely terrifying sword power, locked, covered, and swallowed him.
Even if Zhao Feiyu explodes with all his strength, it will not help. That is an absolute gap.
Suppress and capture!
Then, a tall figure wearing a brown gown appeared, with four stars twinkling between his eyebrows. He looked like a four-star quasi-emperor sword cultivator from Tiancang Sword Sect.
"Then Chen Feng is still here..."
The middle-aged man in a brown gown suppressed Zhao Feiyu with one hand. His eyes shot out with a terrifying light, seeming to stare through the void in an instant. He vaguely saw a figure and said.
"Uncle, let's go!"
Lin Jiankui's eyes lit up and he said immediately.
Since Zhao Feiyu was ignorant and unwilling to tell what opportunity he got, he went to Chen Feng.
In the valley, outside the mountain wall at the entrance to the deserted cave, Chen Feng and the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts did not leave directly.
"Little friend Chen, it's my great pleasure to meet you."
The incarnation of the Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts stared at Chen Feng, and sighed sincerely as if he was explaining the aftermath.
"It is also a great blessing for the juniors to meet seniors."
Chen Feng responded with a smile, but it was not polite, but an idea from the bottom of his heart.
"Hahahaha..." The incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts immediately laughed happily: "Yes, it is fate that you and I met, and it is also a great blessing for each other."
Master and disciple choose each other!
A teacher hopes to find a talented disciple who can pass on what he has learned, and a disciple hopes to meet a good teacher to explore his potential and reach higher.
Chen Feng and Qingming Sword Emperor are not in a master-disciple relationship, but they also have the ability to provide guidance and can be regarded as half masters.
After meeting Chen Feng, Qingming Sword Emperor's belief in swordsmanship was inherited. Even if his body dies and his swordsmanship disappears, it is not really dissipated, but continues in another sense.
When Chen Feng met the Qingming Sword Emperor and received his advice, it was like teaching him a lesson and solving his doubts.
"Unfortunately, I am not the original deity, but just a ray of thought incarnation. What I know is limited after all..." Qingming Sword Emperor's thought incarnation laughed and then sighed: "The whereabouts of the sword scripture written by me back then are unknown. Otherwise, It will allow you to truly obtain my lifelong swordsmanship inheritance."
Hearing this, Chen Feng's heart moved involuntarily, and he suddenly thought of something.
A sudden change occurred!
An extremely tyrannical sword power seemed to carry the power of the sky, and it instantly fell across the sky. It was extremely tyrannical, like an invisible sword mountain oppressing it.
"Chen Feng, where did you enter just now? What kind of opportunity did you get?"
As that tyrannical sword power subdued, a loud shout rang out, echoing through the void and penetrating the eardrums, like the roar of countless swords.
Chen Feng and the Qingming Sword Emperor's incarnations stared away.
Then he saw only two sword lights of different colors falling from the sky, but Chen Feng saw three figures, his eyes suddenly condensed, and a ray of cold light burst out.
Lin Jiankui!
The burly middle-aged man in a brown gown is a four-star quasi-emperor.
Zhao Feiyu!
At this moment, Zhao Feiyu was being suppressed by the power of the four-star quasi-emperor, being carried like a puppet on strings, without any resistance.
Fortunately, there is no fear of life.
"Chen Feng, tell me, otherwise..."
Lin Jiankui's eyes were extremely cold and gleaming, and his words were full of oppression and threats. The moment he finished speaking, his long sword pointed at Zhao Feiyu. In this way, he was using Zhao Feiyu to threaten Chen Feng.
"Lin Jiankui, you have a right to die!"
A flash of cold light flashed in the depths of Chen Feng's eyes, and the moment those words were heard as cold as the ice wind, the sword was suddenly unsheathed.
