Stab!
There was a heart-wrenching friction sound in the space.
Shen Chenfeng and Song Qingshan only stood in a stalemate for a moment, then separated and took seven steps back together.
"Tie...the two of them actually had a tie."
"I really didn't expect that Shen Chenfeng turned out to be a great sword cultivator. And with the strength of the first level of the Celestial Realm, he can be evenly matched with Song Qingshan. He is proud enough."
"I have long heard that in terms of killing skills, he is the best in the world in swordsmanship. When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."
The disciples who had made sarcastic remarks just now suddenly became solemn and did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
No matter how arrogant Shen Chenfeng is, or what his cultivation level is. The fact that he was able to reach the level of great swordsmanship at the age of nineteen is enough for people to respect him.
But listening to the crowd's voices, Song Qingshan's face turned extremely ugly.
Although the attack just now, the two seemed to be on equal footing. But he deeply understood that he was able to achieve this by relying on his strength at the fifth level of the Celestial Realm.
If his cultivation levels were the same, the sword strike just now would have been enough to kill him.
hateful!
A cultivator at the first level of the Celestial Realm actually made him so embarrassed.
If word spread, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?
Also, if it reaches Lin Wan'er's ears, how will he raise his head in front of Lin Wan'er in the future?
"Chen Chenfeng, I really didn't expect that you are actually a great swordsman even if you hide your secrets."
Song Qingshan took a deep breath, his eyes instantly turned cold.
Although his expression was extremely dull, anyone could hear the trace of anger in his voice.
Angry.
Song Qingshan was really angry.
"Why, a great sword cultivator scared you?"
Shen Chenfeng flicked his finger, and the blade of the sword buzzed, saying: "Si Hai Feng, that's all you have?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a little surprised."
"Even if you are a great swordsman, I, Song Qingshan, will kill you today."
Song Qingshan's face was majestic. He stepped forward with a strong pressure rising from his body.
At this time, there was no contempt in his eyes.
He has regarded Shen Chenfeng as a comparable opponent and no longer retains any strength.
A terrifying momentum belonging to the fifth level of the Celestial Realm was like a mountain, weighing down the hearts of everyone in the hall.
However, Shen Chenfeng seemed not to be affected at all. He still looked indifferent and said: "If the master of the Four Seas Peak comes, this sentence will still have some weight. But with your little strength, you don't have the qualifications."
"Shen Chenfeng, you are so presumptuous!"
Song Qingshan smiled instead of being angry. Immediately, his face suddenly turned cold, murderous intent rose in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "With your little strength, how can the Master of the Four Seas Peak take action?"
"Shen Chenfeng, let's see how I kill you."
Boom!
Song Qingshan punched out, and the air boiled instantly.
The energy all over his body surged wildly, and the surging divine power was concentrated in his palms. It immediately turned into a palm print and rushed out fiercely.
This fist seal is not big, but it is imprinted with countless complicated lines. When the light flashes, an unprecedented aura can be heard.
It was as if under one punch, the force was unstoppable and the heaven and earth were unstoppable.
"Taizu Divine Fist!"
Seeing that terrifying palm print, the entire hall instantly exploded.
"Oh my god, did I read that right?"
"Although the Taizu Divine Fist is extremely powerful, it is the most difficult to cultivate among the seven magical powers of Sihai Peak."
"Among the hundreds of disciples at Sihai Peak, only a few have been able to practice it so far. I didn't expect that he would actually develop this kind of magical power."
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the fist mark was like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, dragging a white wave of air and killing Shen Chenfeng in an instant.
Shen Chenfeng narrowed his eyes, and he could also feel the powerful power in this fist seal.
But there was no fear on his face. He raised the smoking sword high and swung the sword forward from top to bottom.
"cut!"
A crescent-shaped sword energy, packed with sharp, powerful and surging momentum, rushed out fiercely and collided with the palm print.
boom!
A sharp voice sounded.
Shen Chenfeng's whole body was shaken. He felt an extremely powerful force that shattered his sword energy and pushed his body back seven steps.
Every step he took left a clear footprint on the ground.
After he took the seventh step, his calf had sunk deeply into the ground, and then he stopped the powerful momentum.
"Holy shit... I caught it."
"Am I right? Shen Chenfeng actually caught Song Qingshan's Taizu Divine Fist?"
"How can this be?"
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened subconsciously, and their hearts were filled with shock.
The Taizu Divine Fist is not only the most difficult magical power to cultivate in Sihai Peak, but also the most powerful magical power.
With one punch, few at the same level can match him.
But Shen Chenfeng actually blocked Song Qingshan's inevitable punch by virtue of his strength at the first level of the Celestial Realm.
"Shen Chenfeng, take another punch from me."
Song Qingshan's face was grim. He didn't give Shen Chenfeng any chance to breathe, and punched out again.
boom!
A fist seal blasted through the air and instantly reached Shen Chenfeng.
The fierce fist wind was like a storm hitting his face, causing pain on his brows.
"Is this your trump card?"
Shen Chenfeng took a deep breath, raised the smoke-containing sword high, and struck down hard again.
But just as the sword energy and fist seal were about to collide, his eyes flashed with light, and the sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.
Song Qingshan was slightly stunned, but he still didn't understand what was going on.
Sudden!
There was a sharp cracking sound in the back of my head.
Song Qingshan's face changed wildly, and he looked back in horror. The long sword in Shen Chenfeng's hand appeared three feet behind his head, charging towards him crazily with unstoppable sharpness.
"How can this be?"
Song Qingshan's eyes were horrified. He never expected that Shen Chenfeng had such weird swordsmanship.
However, it was too late.
Seeing that the sharp sword light was about to strike Song Qingshan.
"Be bold!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared.
He suddenly opened his palm, like lightning, and firmly grasped the smoke-containing sword in his hand. No matter how much the Yanyan Sword struggled, it could not escape from his grasp.
At the same time, Taizu's Divine Fist lost its resistance and hit Shen Chenfeng's chest hard.
boom!
Blood flowed from the corner of Shen Chenfeng's mouth, and his body flew straight backwards, crashing into the wall.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the old man behind Song Qingshan with cold eyes, and said, "Who are you and why are you blocking me?"
"I am Elder Changkong of the Xuantian Sect. Shen Chenfeng, you are so brave, you dare to kill a fellow disciple. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have committed a heinous crime..."
The old man looked majestic and yelled at Shen Chenfeng.
But before he could finish speaking, Shen Chenfeng suddenly felt a fierce murderous intention and said: "When Song Qingshan and I were fighting just now, you hid in the crowd and didn't come out to stop him. Now that Song Qingshan is about to be beheaded, you Take action suddenly."
"Are you an elder of Xuantian Sect or a dog from Sihai Peak?"
