Great Sword Master

A broken portal stood under the gray sky.

The land is vast, ruined and desolate.

This is the gateway to and from the ancient battlefield in Middle-earth.

I saw that many people had gathered around the portal, dozens, dozens or even hundreds of people gathered together and divided into camps. There were dozens in total. From a distance, it looked like a dense mass of darkness.

All are from the younger generation.

It's not that the older generation can't enter the ancient battlefield. The main reason is that the scope of entering each realm is actually relatively limited, that is, a thousand miles in radius. This means that the opportunities are also relatively limited, unless it crosses the realm, but that means the danger is greater. big.

Those of the older generation who have not yet broken through to the Hedao realm have exhausted their basic potential.

In this way, there is no need to enter here and compete with the younger generation for opportunities.

Among them, a group of people were wearing silver shirts and carrying long knives on their backs. They had sharp eyes and a sharp breath.

He is a member of the Yuan family of Tiandao.

"Ghost evil ghost fire..."

The eyes of a young man exuding an aura of the extraordinary realm were focused.

"It's great, but the people from the Eastern Wilderness came to our land of Middle-earth. Not only did they kill our Yuan family, but they also took away the Ghost Fire. I'm really getting impatient."

"wait!"

"This person doesn't know why he came here, but this place is far away from the ancient battlefield in the East Wasteland. The ancient battlefield is about to close. If he wants to leave, he can only use this door."

"Wait for the arrival of the third sect of the so-called Tianyuan Holy Land, cut him into pieces, and take back the Ghostly Evil Fire."

A group of Yuan family's Transcendent Realm people said angrily.

However, their voices are limited to a small area and will not be heard by others.

After all, it is the ghost fire, the earth fire that makes people in the Hedao realm feel excited. If you can get it, whether you control it yourself or dedicate it to your family, it will be of great benefit.

In addition, Lielei Mountain’s camp and Baizhanmen camp have the same meaning.

As for the group of people in the Fire Refining Palace, they knew nothing. After all, everyone present was killed.

People from the Yuan family, Lieleishan and Baizhan sect would obviously not tell them kindly.

That just increases the number of opponents snatching the Ghost Fire.

"The door is about to close, wait another hour and see."

"In an hour, everyone who is still alive should have come to gather. As for those who have not come, most likely they are dead."

Time passed slowly, and from time to time someone came quickly from a distance and entered his camp.

About half an hour later.

A figure as elegant as the clouds in the sky flew past at an astonishing speed.

The speed is fast, but it also gives people a sense of elegance and calmness, as vigorous and agile as a dragon swimming through the clouds.

"It's him!"

"That's him, Xing Zhen, the third eldest son of Donghuang Tianyuan Holy Land!"

Several people from the Yuan Family, Lieleishan and Baizhan Sect stared at the figure that was approaching quickly, recognized it, and immediately shouted in a low voice.

"Walk!"

The respective transcendent realms set off directly, as if to greet the visitor.

After a while, the person's way was blocked.

Chen Feng paused and glanced across. With the perception brought by his powerful spiritual thoughts, he immediately felt that the people blocking the road in front of him all possessed extraordinary cultivation levels, which was extraordinary.

And it seems that they all belong to the younger generation.

This level is undoubtedly better than Donghuang.

However, in the Spiritual Wasteland, it is recognized that the level of martial arts in the Middle Earth is the first, while in the Eastern Wasteland, it is at the bottom level.

"Do you have any advice?"

Even though he was surrounded by more than a dozen transcendent realms, Chen Feng's expression did not change at all. Instead, he asked calmly and calmly with a smile.

"Xing Zhen, hand it over."

The gaze of a Yuan family's Transcendent Realm was as cold as a blade, splitting the air, falling on Chen Feng, and seemed to cut Chen Feng's body apart, he said in a cold voice.

"Hand it over, otherwise, you will definitely die." A transcendent figure from Lielei Mountain also said sternly.

"You should give us a reasonable explanation for killing my disciples of the Baizhan Sect." A transcendent figure from the Baizhan Sect shouted violently.

"I don't know you, you have the wrong person."

Chen Feng responded with a suitably confused look on his face.

"Xing Zhen, if you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. You said this yourself. As a sword practitioner, do you dare to do it?"

"Yes, Xing Zhen, I will still recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

"The problem is, my name is not Xing Zhen." Chen Feng said innocently.

For a moment, the three major forces looked at each other and looked at the informants in their respective camps.

"It's him, even if he turns into ashes, he's still him."

These people gritted their teeth and almost swore and cursed.

"Are you Xing Zhen?" A transcendent figure from the Yuan family frowned and said coldly.

"If you want to see Xing Zhen, I can do it for you and send you to see him."

Chen Feng said with a smile, but an astonishing sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"Chen Feng, it's you!"

A domineering voice suddenly sounded, and immediately, a burly figure was seen striding towards him, appearing not far away from Chen Feng. His eyes were wide open, staring at Chen Feng, full of disbelief.

"Zongzi Xiahou Ba, do you know this person?"

A transcendent figure from the Yuan family suddenly frowned and asked, only then did he realize that he and the others seemed to have been tricked.

"I don't know."

Xiahou Ba said very decisively and was about to retreat.

"Little monkey, you are my follower, but you say you don't know me. It really makes me sad."

Chen Feng was a little surprised, but he felt it was natural.

After all, Xiahou Ba is from China. After the last time in the small world of the Heavenly Emperor's Dojo, he very decisively ran away with his protector.

Nowadays, it is normal to appear in the ancient battlefield.

Moreover, Chen Feng also felt that Xiahou Ba's cultivation had reached the level of the Ning Zhen Realm. The fluctuations of his true energy were very strong, far beyond what ordinary Ning Zhen Realm could compare with.

Of course, compared with myself, there is a big difference.

"Followers!"

For a moment, the faces of the Yuan family, Lieleishan, and Baizhanmen all changed drastically.

The Xiahou Clan is an imperial clan and is a top-level force in Middle-earth and even the Spiritual Wasteland. The Yuan Family, Lielei Mountain and Baizhan Sect are super-first-class forces, and the gap between them and the Xiahou Clan is very obvious.

Xiahou Ba is one of the eldest sons of the Xiahou family.

If Xiahou Ba is this person's follower, then... aren't they trying to stir up the tiger's beard and seek their own death?

"Chen Feng, my name is Xiahou Ba, not Little Monkey. Don't go too far." Xiahou Ba stopped and glared at Chen Feng and growled.

He remembered that he had now broken through to the Condensation Realm, and had developed his own supernatural powers to a higher level.

His strength is many times stronger than before.

Moreover, the martial arts environment in Middle-earth is better than that in Donghuang. At this moment, his strength is definitely higher than that of Chen Feng. There is no reason to see him turn around and leave.

"You'll know me now."

Chen Feng joked.

"Stop talking nonsense, why are you here?"

Xiahou Ba asked calmly.

"That day you were defeated by my sword, but you broke your promise and ran away. Of course I have to come to you to ask for an explanation."

Chen Feng responded casually, naturally not telling the real reason.

These words made Xiahou Ba's face darken.

This is simply his dark history.

"Stop talking nonsense, you and I will fight again. Whoever loses will be the other's follower. There will be no regrets."

Xiahou Ba said with some annoyance.

He wants to regain his position, after all, his current strength is no longer comparable to before, it is much stronger.

"Of course, if you lose, follow me, and I can give you the opportunity to continue challenging me. If you win, I will be your follower."

As if he was afraid that Chen Feng would not agree, Xiahou Ba quickly added.

He wanted to defeat Chen Feng so much.

After all, in the small world of Tiandi Dojo at that time, Chen Feng's final burst of strength was so amazing. He killed people as easily as chopping vegetables and melons. He was simply a model of being invincible with a sword in his hand.

It also left an extremely deep impression in my heart, even becoming a shadow.

Now, with his cultivation in the Condensation Realm, his strength can compete with the Guiyuan Realm, how tyrannical he is.

"Xiahou Ba's eldest son, this person killed members of my Yuan family, and also robbed the treasures belonging to my Yuan family..." The Yuan family's Transcendent Realm immediately spoke.

"I don't care how many of you he killed or what treasures he stole, but you, a group of extraordinary people, have to deal with one..." Xiahou Ba stared at Chen Feng carefully, and was slightly startled when he vaguely felt the fluctuations of Qi in Chen Feng's body. , and then continued: "Isn't it too much to deal with a person in the Ningzhen Realm?"

"In short, this person will be my follower, and you can't touch him."

Xiahou Ba said extremely domineeringly.

Even though he was only in the Ningzhen Realm, he was not afraid of a group of Transcendent Realms.

One is that he is from the Xiahou family.

Secondly, behind him, there is also the Xiahou clan's extraordinary realm paying attention to this place.

What are you afraid of?

It's them who should be afraid.

After hearing Xiahou Ba's words, the faces of the Yuan family, Lieleishan and Baizhan sect all turned very ugly.

However, they really did not dare to confront the Xiahou clan. Even if the three major forces joined forces, they would not be a match for the Xiahou clan.

After all, Xiahou Clan is at the top of the Middle Earth and is more powerful than other holy places.

"Okay, Chen Feng, pull out your sword now. I want you to know how powerful and invincible I am now."

Xiahou Ba opened his arms and said loudly like a god of war.

When Chen Feng heard this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he stared at Xiahou Ba with half-smiling eyes. For some reason, Xiahou Ba suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling deep in his heart.

Seems a little panicked.

No!

There's nothing to panic about.

"The impression must have been too deep on me in the small world of Tiandi Dojo, forming a shadow. This time, I will defeat Chen Feng, crush the shadow, and make him become my follower."

Xiahou Ba thought silently, suppressing the inexplicable panic that emerged in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became cold and stern.

Instantly, the true energy was activated, filling the air with an astonishing blazing heat, and a red-gold light emerged from the body, covering the burly body, shining like the rising sun.

Not only that, Xiahou Ba also activated his own magical power of the sun, and the light on his body became more intense, bright and dazzling.

The astonishing blazing heat spread in all directions, burning everything.

A series of eyes immediately stared at him.

The Xiahou family members looked at Chen Feng a few times and then smiled.

Judging from their expressions, they all seemed to have great confidence in Xiahou Ba.