Great Sword Master

Inside a cave atop a mountain of several hundred meters.

An unusually tall and burly figure, with an astonishing amount of Qi permeating out of the figure, was like a storm sweeping across mountains and a torrent rolling over mountains and seas, impacting in all directions, everything in its path seemed to be defeated and crushed.

Several hundred meters apart, Qi Hu stood with his eyebrows lowered, but he was extremely frightened.

This level of imperial power made him feel as if he was falling into a torrent and whirlpool of destruction, about to be crushed and strangled. Unspeakable panic and panic kept growing from deep within his heart.

Taste, palpitation.

"I have only been in seclusion for a month, and something like this happened. A mere lowly cultivator from the lower realm can play with the three of you and even kill Qi Bao and Qi Lang..."

The burly man's eyes, which were more than two meters tall and majestic, were compressed, like the vertical pupils of a dragon and snake, filled with extremely terrifying cold light and will, falling on Qi Hu, making his body tremble unconsciously.

"Brother, I admit that we all underestimated that lowly cultivator from the lower realm."

Qi Hu responded tremblingly, his face turned pale and he was sweating, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

"Please also ask the eldest brother to take action to avenge the third and fourth brothers."

Previously, at the cost of five hundred Tianjiao coins, Qi Hu learned from Zhou Que that Qi Bao had died under Chen Feng's sword. He was shocked for a time, because Qi Bao's strength was not weak at all, and the cheap guy from the lower world He can only cultivate at the seventh level, but he can kill Qi Bao at the seventh level.

Such a leap... too exaggerated.

"It's really amazing that someone with a cultivation level of seven can reach twelve or even higher levels of strength."

Qi Long, who was more than two meters tall, stood up, as if a mountain was rising from the ground, and then an extremely powerful and vast force of condensation struck in all directions. The space in the mountain cave was rippled and trembled endlessly.

"Such a person... can either be used by me or be crushed to death as soon as possible."

"Take me to him."

Qi Long's vertical pupils immediately stared at Qi Hu, and the terrible will pressure went away, which immediately made Qi Hu unable to help but feel frightened.

"Okay, big brother, come with me."

Qi Hu responded quickly.

Along the way, when many people saw Qi Long's extremely burly body, their expressions changed dramatically and they immediately retreated.

There are more than 187,000 talented students in the preparatory camp, but the most famous ones are only over a thousand, and there are even fewer outstanding ones. There is no doubt that people like Qi Long were among the top three in the Qianlong Ranking last year. Those who are ranked within a hundred have a great reputation, or to be more precise, they have a great reputation.

Not long after, Qi Hu and Qi Long arrived outside Chen Feng's double-story pavilion cave.

"Chen Feng, come out."

Qi Hu shouted in a deep voice, and his voice contained an astonishing power, which was directly transmitted into the pavilion.

On the second floor of the pavilion, Chen Feng was in retreat. The purpose of this retreat was naturally to reflect on the gains from hunting in the eleventh-level beast world for half a month.

The improvement of swordsmanship, the mastery of the Flowing Light Sword Step, the improvement of the body of gods and demons, and the improvement of Emperor Yuan.

It can be said that now his cultivation has reached the peak level of the seventh-grade emperor, and he is only one step away from the eighth-grade emperor. If he wants to, he can force a breakthrough, but Chen Feng has no intention of doing so, and everything will go as he wants. nature.

Chen Feng had no intention of deliberately suppressing his cultivation.

Because as long as one's own cultivation level improves, the overall strength of one's body can also improve accordingly.

The way of cultivation pays attention to relaxation and relaxation, as well as the appropriateness of movement and stillness.

Therefore, during the retreat, Chen Feng activated the formation to isolate everything, and even the sound could not come in. As for the summons for the preparation order, he did not mark each other with anyone other than Zhao Shuying, so Qi Hu could not summon him.

Qi Hu kept making noises outside the pavilion, becoming more and more angry.

Furious to the extreme, Qi Hu suddenly took action, pinched his fingers together, opened his arms, as if a strong bow was stretched to the extreme, his strength was squeezed out, and a punch was blasted out, the tiger roared in all directions, and the strength of the fist seemed to turn into a tiger in an instant. He blasted away with his head and directly bombarded the formation of the cave.

boom!

The formation was bombarded, but not broken.

After all, the formations in this Dongfu area are extraordinary. Unless you have Tao-level strength, you can't break the formations at all.

But being unable to break does not mean that it cannot be shaken.

At least with Qi Hu's punch, the formation roared and vibrated, and it was transmitted instantly, alarming Chen Feng who was in seclusion.

He closed his eyes and opened them, and a brilliant light shot out, like a divine sword unsheathed, penetrating everything, extremely sharp, and then his brows furrowed, and an indescribable anger grew.

Being interrupted during the retreat was like being forcibly awakened from a deep sleep with a sweet dream.

Extremely unhappy.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's tenacity, he would have jumped up and drawn his sword to kill people. Even so, he felt very unhappy.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng stood up and walked down.

"Qi Hu!"

Immediately, when he saw the burly figure of more than two meters beside Qi Hu, Chen Feng's eyes involuntarily condensed and contracted, and an indescribable feeling of horror arose deep in his heart for no reason.

tyrannical!

Danger!

The opponent's energy was restrained, but Chen Feng could still feel it. The strength of his energy was as if it were at the level of the twelfth-level peak emperor, and it was not comparable to the ordinary twelfth-level peak emperor. They were both at the twelfth-level emperor. , Qi Hu is nothing in front of him.

Thoughts flickered, and Chen Feng immediately guessed the identity of the other party.

"Chen Feng, get out."

Qi Hu glared at Chen Feng and roared.

Qi Long said nothing and put his hands behind his back, staring at Chen Feng with extremely indifferent eyes. There seemed to be an unparalleled and amazing imperial power and will in his eyes that was oppressing him. Mountains and seas pushed across and crushed everything.

"What a strong will."

Chen Feng became increasingly frightened.

According to what Zhao Shuying said before, in the cultivation system of the Renwang Palace, the cultivation level at the Imperial level is divided into twelve realms. The peak of the twelve realms is the upper limit and the limit. There is no way forward. If you want to improve further, you can only compress it. The power of cultivation is constantly refined, making it more pure and increasing its power.

But the meaning of Tao is different.

Theoretically, there is no upper limit to Taoism.

However, theory belongs to theory, and practice belongs to practice. Practice often cannot keep up with theory. Therefore, so far, the history of Tianjiao Preparatory Camp, or the Renwang Palace, has recorded that the Taoist spirit in the Imperial Realm was sixteenth grade. In other words, it is a full four levels beyond the twelfth level of the Emperor Realm.

Chen Feng knew that his sword intention at this stage was at the peak level of the twelfth grade.

And the tyranny of the Dao intention of the strong man with a body of more than two meters is definitely the level of breaking the limit, that is, the level beyond the twelfth level. The so-called breaking the limit means going beyond the twelfth level.

According to what Zhao Shuying said, Qi Long's Taoism is at the peak level of the thirteenth level.

Very strong!

"Chen Feng, you killed my third and fourth brothers. How will you resolve this grudge?"

Qi Long's body did not move, but he spoke directly. His voice was deep and powerful, containing an astonishing power. It was as oppressive as a mountain or a sea. Mixed with the true meaning of his martial arts that broke the limit, Chen Feng felt suffocated.

The difference between the twelfth-grade Taoist intention and the thirteenth-grade Taoist intention is very obvious.

However, Chen Feng did not take a step back. With the formation blocking him, Qi Long's Taoist pressure was mostly weakened.

"When will I kill your third and fourth brothers?"

Chen Feng asked back without taking a step back, not afraid to look at Qi Long.

This gesture made Qi Long's eyes narrow slightly.

"Chen Feng, as a sword cultivator, you dare to act boldly. The facts are already in front of you, but you still deny it. Aren't you afraid that the heart of your sword will break?"

Qi Hu's expression changed and he immediately yelled angrily.

"Don't be afraid!"

Chen Feng responded with a calm expression and his words were extremely decisive.

My sword heart has been tempered for thousands of times and is indestructible. A few lies... well... how can a white lie affect my sword heart at all?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"Who told you that I killed Qi Bao and Qi Lang? You should go find him, because... maybe he killed Qi Bao and Qi Lang but deliberately framed the blame on me."

Chen Feng stared at Qi Hu and suddenly responded meaningfully.

Yesterday, Qi Hu suddenly pursued him and directly said that he had killed Qi Bao and Qi Lang, which made Chen Feng suspicious. Now that we talk about it, there is a high probability that someone said it.

Who?

A figure carrying a long knife flashed directly in Chen Feng's mind. The smile on his face always gave people a strange and disconnected feeling.

Zhou Que!

Only Zhou Que witnessed him beheading Qi Bao, and Qi Bao even asked him for help.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Qi Hu's eyes narrowed.

"Qi Hu, could it be that you paid a price in exchange for false news?"

Chen Feng's heart moved, and he spoke again. He said it casually, but he didn't know that it directly hit Qi Hu's heart, because he did pay a price of 500 Tianjiao coins to obtain this information.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is no evidence for what Zhou Que said.

The reason why Qi Hu believed it was because the purpose of Qi Bao and Qi Lang entering the eleventh level of the Yuan Beast Realm was to kill Chen Feng. As a result, half a month later, Qi Bao and Qi Lang did not appear and had no whereabouts, but Chen Feng appeared. How can a tiger not be angry? How not to doubt?

"Chen Feng, you came from the lower realm, and you even hunted down eleventh-level beasts with your seventh-level cultivation. You are a talent. I believe you will not kill my third and fourth brothers."

Qi Long suddenly spoke. Qi Hu was stunned when he heard the words. His eyes widened and he stared at Qi Long in disbelief.

It was hard for him to imagine that...such words would come out of the mouth of his most beloved eldest brother.

Chen Feng also showed a hint of astonishment.

This person...doesn't he really believe what he said?

But he doesn't seem to be a simple-minded fool.

"Chen Feng, I, Qi Long, am at the peak of the 13th level of Taoism. Soon, I will be able to break through to the 14th level. It will not be difficult to be listed in the top 100 of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Furthermore, my Qi family is under the leadership of His Highness the Human King. It is not ordinary among the many forces. I can give you a chance. Surrender to me and you will receive my attention and the cultivation of my Qi family. In the future, not only the Taoist realm, but also the Tao fruit realm and even higher levels are expected to be reached. "

Qi Long stared at Chen Feng with his huge eyes, extremely powerful and oppressive.

Chen Feng couldn't help but be startled.

"Brother, he is the murderer of the third and fourth brothers."

Qi Hu exclaimed, unbelievable.

Even though he was shaken by Chen Feng just now, Qi Hu still believed that something bad had happened to Qi Bao and Qi Lang, and the murderer was Chen Feng.

Zhou Que's words and his feelings.

Now, the eldest brother wants to recruit this person, which is simply incomprehensible and unacceptable.

In fact, part of what Qi Long said is not false. For example, when his Dao will breaks through to the fourteenth level, he will indeed have the ability to reach the top 100 of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, or even higher.

Although it is said that the ranking of the Qianlong List is not determined by cultivation, realm, etc.

However, the higher your cultivation level, the higher your realm, and the higher your Taoism, the easier it is to obtain a higher ranking.

Not to mention anything else, the unipolar battle tower alone is a test of skills, and its essence is actually a high degree of control and application of one's own power and even the surrounding environment, which is also closely related to Taoism.

The higher the Taoism, the higher the realm, and the higher the realm, the higher the skill.

Complement each other!

Therefore, the higher one ranks on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the higher his or her cultivation, Dao will, strength, etc. are at a relatively strong level in the entire preparation camp.

Qi Hu lost his voice, Chen Feng was stunned, and Qi Long stared.

"Is there a possibility... that I killed Qi Bao and Qi Lang?"

Chen Feng was not afraid to look at Qi Long, and immediately, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said something that made Qi Hu burst into tears.

boom!

An extremely tyrannical aura erupted instantly, filled with rage and murderous intent, causing ripples in the surrounding space. The tiger's eyes glared at Chen Feng, and his energy was burning, as if he had turned into an evil tiger and condensed on his body, as if he wanted to kill Chen Feng. Cull and tear into pieces.

Qi Long's eyes also shrank like needles in an instant, and soon turned into vertical pupils.

An astonishing dragon's power instantly grew and oppressed him. Chen Feng seemed to be targeted by something extremely terrifying, and his hair stood on end.

However, Qi Long's vertical pupils just flashed away.

"Chen Feng, don't provoke me, I just want to ask you whether you agree or reject?"

Qi Long spoke again, and the power contained in his deep voice became more and more astonishing. Faintly, Chen Feng seemed to hear the sound of dragon roars ringing in his ears, accompanied by a terrifying dragon power.

At that moment, Chen Feng felt as if he had to surrender.

It was a kind of oppression by Taoism or even a kind of oppression by blood.

"Of course..."

Chen Feng spoke unhurriedly, his voice a little deeper than usual.

"reject!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Qi Hu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, while Qi Long's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Chen Feng, becoming more fierce and oppressive, as if even the formation could not isolate him at all, but Chen Feng did not. Looking at him fearfully.

"good!"

Qi Long suddenly laughed, laughing wildly and wantonly. He raised his hand on his back and pointed his finger at Chen Feng.

"You... are very... very good..."

With that said, Qi Long turned around and walked away.

He didn't say any harsh words, but his attitude was more effective than any harsh words.

Giving Chen Feng an angry look, Qi Hu turned and left.

Staring at Qi Long's burly figure, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he felt a sense of crisis for no reason.

After a few breaths, Chen Feng exhaled a long and heavy breath, and immediately stepped out, preparing to sell all the materials obtained from hunting Yuan Beasts in the eleventh-level Yuan Beast Realm on the 15th. After that, he got more than 600 yuan. Tianjiao coin.

Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly sigh, this Tianjiao coin is really not easy to obtain.

After getting the Tianjiao Coin, Chen Feng went straight to the Kendo Hall.

Choose low-level sword possession again.

The swordsmanship of the emperor-level sword cultivator who can be possessed is at least the peak level of the twelfth grade, and most of them are at this level. However, this time, Chen Feng was very lucky. He randomly possessed a sword emperor who was very powerful in swordsmanship. .

It's not that he doesn't want to possess intermediate swordsmanship to break the limited-level swordsmanship.

The Chifeng Swordsmanship and Kaitian Swordsmanship that he had previously acquired have not yet been fully mastered.

He was possessed again and again until all the six hundred Tianjiao coins were used up. During this period, he was possessed by the twelfth-level peak swordsmanship sword emperor four times. The remaining two times he was possessed by the swordsman, the swordsmanship was very strong, and his swordsmanship was almost broken. limit.

Great harvest!

Stepping out of the Kendo Hall, Chen Feng's sword intent fluctuated endlessly, like the rising and falling tide.

In a flash, he headed towards his cave.

Retreat!

Refining the Yidan!

The sword's will breaks through the limits.