Great Sword Master

The sound of the sword shook the world!

The dark sword light spread a hundred meters, and Tong Yan's palm was directly chopped off, and the whole person was chopped back, his arms trembled, and his robe sleeves broke like feathers. The fine black knife marks were all over his fair and delicate arms, which was shocking.

"You are not my opponent."

The Black Light Saint, who did not introduce himself, stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed, and he said carelessly.

Tong Yan's face was extremely cold.

The power of the sword just now was indeed very strong, and it was beyond his ability to resist.

The strong men of the Huntian Sect looked solemn and extremely angry.

At such an important moment of the Young Sect Ceremony, someone defeated the three sect sons in succession here, which was directly taking over the main event and making trouble, which was equivalent to destroying the Young Sect Ceremony. If he had not been cautious, he would have killed these three people here long ago.

But, that was the Black Light Saint Church.

The Black Light Holy Sect, which had given birth to three great emperors, was not dared to be provoked by even the Nangong family, the Zhenwu Holy Land, and the Tianyuan Holy Land. After all, the three great holy lands in the East Wasteland had only given birth to one great emperor each.

Is the difference between one great emperor and three great emperors three times?

It is not that simple. If you really want to calculate, it may even be ten times.

The fortune and foundation brought by the birth of one more great emperor will be much more.

There are five major lands in the Spirit Wasteland: the east, west, south, north, and center.

In the South Plain, the Black Light Holy Sect is the only one that dominates.

Such a force is amazing.

Moreover, a group of strong men can also sense the powerful aura entrenched in the void. It is the aura of a quasi-saint realm strongman, just like the protectors of the three Black Light Saints, there are three of them.

Three quasi-saints protect the three saints.

This force is undoubtedly very strong and amazing.

They deliberately leaked their own aura to warn everyone not to act rashly.

Chen Feng's expression did not change, but he was ready to get up.

The three young sect disciples were defeated. As the young sect master, he was the protagonist of this grand ceremony. If he did not take action, wouldn't the prestige of the Huntian Sect be greatly affected?

Should he still hold the young sect master's grand ceremony?

"Hahahaha, you are indeed the saint from the Black Light Holy Church. Your strength is indeed extraordinary."

A laugh suddenly rang out.

"The level of the disciples of the Huntian Sect is just like this. It's too boring. Why don't I compete with you?"

"Who are you?" The nameless Black Light Saint stared at him and asked back.

"Xing Zhen, the third saint of Tianyuan Holy Land."

Xing Zhen responded directly, and his figure jumped down. The martial arts might of the Return to Origin Realm immediately spread, and he blasted towards the Black Light Saint like a tsunami.

"The Saint of Tianyuan Holy Land, I am somewhat interested in him." The Black Light Saint smiled slightly, and a ray of cold light flashed in his squinting eyes.

Immediately, he slashed with a knife.

The 100-meter-long sword light slashed towards Xing Zhen mercilessly, as if it crossed the sky and earth.

This sword was the same sword that had just defeated Tong Yan.

Xing Zhen trembled all over, and the wind and clouds were mighty. The divine light gushed out and covered all directions. A huge figure stood behind him, exuding a terrifying power as powerful as a landslide.

Immediately, Xing Zhen blasted out with a palm.

The giant phantom behind him also blasted out with a palm.

The void seemed to be blown up, and an incomparable terrifying roar was emitted.

The sword light was blasted to pieces.

The fading palm print still blasted in, causing the Black Light Saint to show a hint of surprise, and the cold light in his eyes was blazing.

Cut!

Another sword, but more violent.

It looked like one sword, but in fact it was nine swords that burst out in a row, immediately shattering Xing Zhen's palm, as powerful as a bamboo, as if even the sky would be chopped to pieces.

Xing Zhen's face changed drastically, divine light rolled, and the rhyme of Tao swept through the layers.

He blasted out with another palm!

This palm was as powerful as a mountain pushing across the sky.

Collision, explosion, terrifying power and energy overflowed, like a flood that wanted to destroy everything.

If it weren't for the powerful people in the Hedao realm, the surroundings would be destroyed.

This kind of power immediately made Tong Yan and others look extremely solemn.

Never expected that Xing Zhen of Tianyuan Holy Land and the Black Light Saint who did not introduce his name would be so powerful and so amazing.

Ordinary Guiyuan Realm really had no ability to resist in front of them.

But Xing Zhen's palm print as big as a mountain was chopped off by the sword light of the Black Light Saint. The terrifying sword light seemed to contain endless power to push everything.

Even the giant phantom behind Xing Zhen could not resist it, and was immediately shaken by the bombardment and almost collapsed.

Xing Zhen's face changed drastically.

Originally, when he saw the Black Light Saint defeat Tong Yan, the first disciple of the Huntian Sect, he knew that the entire Huntian Sect's young generation was like this, and no one was a match for this Black Light Saint.

If he took this opportunity to defeat the Black Light Saint, wouldn't it not promote the reputation of himself and the Tianyuan Holy Land, and hit the power of the Huntian Sect?

Kill two birds with one stone!

No, kill three birds with one stone, and at the same time let people know that the Tianyuan Holy Land is very strong and will not be inferior to the Black Light Holy Church.

At least in the younger generation.

Who would have thought that the result would be different from what he expected.

The strength of this Black Light Saint was completely unexpected, too strong.

"It is estimated that only the second Saint can fight him." Xing Zhen retreated repeatedly and couldn't help but say secretly.

As for the first Saint, he has far surpassed them and is at the level of the extraordinary realm.

"The Tianyuan Holy Land is just like this." The Black Light Saint sighed, and Xing Zhen almost vomited blood.

"I heard that there are three Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland. I wonder if anyone from the other two Holy Lands will come to give you advice?"

For a moment, the faces of the Nangong clan and the people of the Zhenwu Holy Land were solemn and fearful.

It’s not because of fear, but because the purpose of this time is to participate in the Young Sect Ceremony of the Huntian Sect, and there is no idea of ​​humiliating and suppressing the Huntian Sect like Tianyuan Holy Land, so naturally the most powerful and top ones within their respective forces will not be included. Disciple brings it.

Therefore, the disciples they brought were far different in strength from Xing Zhen, so how could they be their opponents?

"Is this the strength of Donghuang's genius?"

"Is this the courage of the genius of Donghuang?"

The Black Light Saint narrowed his eyes and asked two questions in succession, which was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

Anger, helplessness, shame.

"Come here in good spirits and return in disgrace, let's go..."

The Holy Son of Black Light said.

Regardless of whether they were people from the Huntian Sect, people from the Three Holy Lands, or even other super powers, they all showed sullen expressions.

"Your Excellency came to the Shaozong ceremony to make a big fuss. Shouldn't you give me an explanation before leaving?"

A calm voice sounded slowly.

Everyone's expressions froze, and they looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw Chen Feng getting up without hesitation and stepping out.

"So what?"

"What do you want to explain?"

The Holy Son of Black Light chuckled, looking arrogant.

"Just take one strike from me."

Chen Feng still said unhurriedly, but his right hand fell on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"My sword is called Tianyuan Holy Land Sword, remember it."

After the words fell, everyone was stunned, and the people in Tianyuan Holy Land even had their eyes narrowed, and their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

I was caught off guard and felt like I was being pulled out and whipped.

The other forces were stunned, but suddenly wanted to laugh. Fortunately, all of them had undergone strict training and knew that laughing out loud was not appropriate in this situation, so they could only endure it.

"Take your sword..."

The Holy Son of Black Light immediately sneered.

"It's just a Qi Sea realm. Not to mention one sword, even if you can kill hundreds of swords and thousands of swords, if you can make me take half a step back, you will win."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and drew his sword directly.

In an instant, a body of inner energy that was more condensed and powerful than the true energy of the Ningzhen Realm exploded. It was vast, shaking in all directions, and surging like the sea. The power of the gods and demons was then activated, and the sound of the Tao roared, which came from ancient times. , the sky is boundless, wisps of rays of light are rising, and the phantoms of the talismans are floating and falling, like the beauty of good fortune.

There is also an extremely tyrannical spiritual power erupting, controlling all power.

"Shenlun Realm!"

"So what?" The Black Light Saint still smiled disdainfully.

The astonishing power oscillated, all condensing into a new, unique and increasingly powerful trend.

That general trend was so sharp that it cut through the sky and the earth.

"The trend of swordsmanship!"

"The sixth realm of swordsmanship!"

One after another, exclamations continued to sound, full of indescribable shock.

Even the three quasi-sages of the Black Light Holy Cult hidden in the void were shocked.

It is simply unbelievable that a person who is only twenty years old in the Divine Wheel Realm has mastered the general trend of the sixth realm of swordsmanship. Moreover, from the look of the aura, it seems that he has not just mastered it, but has mastered it for a while.

All kinds of exclamations and gasps kept coming.

Everyone in the Huntian Sect felt relieved.

Be surprised.

It's okay, we already knew it and were shocked.

Of course, I can't help but feel shocked now. After all, compared to when he defeated Lin Qingyang before, Chen Feng's swordsmanship was more condensed.

A little bit of starlight flickers, spurting out, illuminating the void, brilliant and magnificent.

Immediately, Chen Feng's arms shook, thousands of stars gathered, and a star-like talisman was lit up on the back of his hand, and an astonishing aura filled the air again.

The various auras mixed together and vibrated in all directions, seemingly capable of shattering everything.

This kind of power is not inferior to the power of martial arts in the Guiyuan realm.

The Star Divine Dao Sutra, the Ten Thousand Dao Gods and Demons Body, and the Star Reaching Hand!

All the power exploded and poured into the long sword in his hand. The sword body vibrated and roared, and the power of the sword was oppressive. It locked the Holy Son of Black Light from a distance. The terrifying power was like a mountain torrent, which immediately made the Holy Son of Black Light look extremely pale. dignified.

The cultivation level of Guiyuan Realm exploded completely, the supernatural power was stimulated, and the magical phenomena condensed.

The long black knife appeared in the hand, the true energy surged, the blade vibrated, and the light of the knife spit out, splitting everything.

cut!

Chen Feng's eyes flashed like stars. He slashed out with his sword, and a powerful sword power exploded instantly.

That sword light was boundless and dazzling, taking away all the light and causing the surrounding area to fall into darkness, as if only that sword light was eternal.

If you look carefully, you will find that there seem to be a series of talisman imprints condensed in the thin sword light.

"That sword..."

"The aura is so strong, it has actually touched the threshold of magical power."

One after another, exclamations continued to sound, shocked by the power of the sword.

At the same time, the dark sword light of the Holy Son of Black Light exploded under the sword. The long sword was chopped away, and the whole person was knocked backwards for more than ten meters. The light on his body collapsed one after another, and the magical appearance also swayed. crack.

In the Divine Wheel Realm... the power of a sword retreats to the Yuan Realm monster, so terrifying.

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, I didn’t say anything in the last chapter. This chapter I have to shamelessly ask for one-stop service. What is a one-stop service? That is to subscribe to the monthly recommended ticket. Someone kept tempting me with wine last night. Fortunately My willpower has been tempered over time, and I only considered it for an hour before rejecting it, otherwise today’s update would have been postponed)