Great Sword Master

The divine light penetrated the void!

Destroyed everything!

In the golden sword aura of several feet, Jin Chenyi's face froze, and his eyes suddenly burst into unspeakable horror.

Never expected that Chen Feng would have such a method.

"Isn't this boy a mortal? Why does he have such a method?"

The faces of the strong men in the Buried Sword Abyss also changed drastically.

The golden sword aura was pierced by the bombardment of the destructive divine light, and Jin Chenyi inside was also pierced by the divine light.

It was like a bamboo breaking, without any resistance.

As soon as Jin Chenyi died, his supernatural power of the quasi-supreme level was immediately swallowed by Chen Feng.

It was a ball of golden light, in which there seemed to be a sword shadow surrounding it, exuding an astonishing sword power.

The God of Creation swallowed and tempered it, and separated a strand, which was controlled by Chen Feng and preserved first.

At the same time, the golden sword energy dissipated, and Jin Chenyi's body fell. Wisps of black aura continued to dissipate from him, as if the wind from hell was blowing. Countless broken swords disappeared in the black air, and the wailing and wailing gradually turned into a light chant as the black air dissipated, full of joy of relief.

It seemed to be grateful to Chen Feng.

This scene... shocked everyone.

On the ring, the faces of the other two golden-clothed men at the peak of the extraordinary realm were extremely shocked.

Their young master... was dead.

Immediately, an extremely resolute murderous intent broke out from their hearts. The two tried their best to completely stimulate their own magical powers, and even directly burned the magical power in exchange for more powerful power, turning into two stunning golden sword lights that broke through the air and killed in an instant.

A fatal blow!

A fatal blow!

The young master died in front of them, and the responsibility was heavy. The only way was to avenge the young master, otherwise, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

As for burning the magical power, there will certainly be considerable sequelae, but as long as it is not burned out, it can be restored afterwards.

It just takes a lot of time and resources.

Two extremely terrifying swords broke through the air and locked Chen Feng from the left and right. Chen Feng's eyes were focused.

These two swords, he could not dodge.

Judging from the current situation, it is also difficult to resist.

The Chen family members stared at him with solemn faces, ready to attack at any time.

The thought moved.

Chen Feng flipped his right hand, and immediately a ball of gray-white evil spirit emerged, turning into a ball of flames that burned continuously.

An extremely cold breath spread out like a storm with the gray-white flame as the center, sweeping in all directions. In an instant, the void within a hundred meters seemed to be frozen, and layers of gray-white frost spread out, like white frost hanging on the grass and trees in the early morning of winter.

It was also filled with a gloomy and overbearing feeling that ice did not have.

This breath was so strong that even a strong person in the Hedao realm could not ignore it.

"What is that?"

Eyes immediately gathered and fell on the flame on Chen Feng's palm, and their eyes flickered.

"Strange fire!"

"That is strange fire!"

"That breath should be some kind of heavenly flame..."

"I didn't expect that Chen Feng actually possessed heavenly flame!"

Amidst the continuous exclamations, the gray-white flame in Chen Feng's hand suddenly increased from the size of a fist to several feet in size, and blasted out of thin air.

Two deadly sword lights broke through the air and killed on the Heavenly Evil Dark Flame. They were frozen by the extremely domineering coldness of the Heavenly Evil Dark Flame. The frost spread rapidly and turned into two gray-white sword lights that solidified in mid-air and then fell.

Amid the piercing explosion, the two huge sword lights suddenly shattered.

Despair... directly filled the hearts of the two middle-aged men in gold clothes. That sword was the sword they had used all their strength on, but they were overdrawn and weak.

Chen Feng drew his sword.

Two sword energies suddenly broke through the air, piercing through their brows and devouring their magic.

However, the magic powers of these two people had been burned and lost most of them, so that what they got after devouring was not much, which made Chen Feng very regretful.

Corpses fell one after another on the broken and shattered arena, blood was flowing, and the bloody smell was pungent.

Shocking!

The Heavenly Evil Dark Flame returned and was taken into Chen Feng's body.

A strong sense of loss permeated the whole body.

After fighting repeatedly and pretending to be injured, this time, he was really injured, and almost exhausted all his means.

It can be said that he was at the end of his strength.

Even so, Chen Feng did not waver at all.

Standing proudly on the broken arena, a sword power lingered around him, condensed to the extreme.

"You killed my young master Zang Jianyuan, Chen family, you should give us an explanation."

A quasi-saint of Zang Jianyuan roared in anger, and the terrifying sword intent burst out crazily, shaking the void around him, and was immediately cut into cracks, spreading rapidly at an astonishing speed.

The other quasi-saint-level powerhouses were also furious, releasing their own sword intent.

The quasi-saint-level sword intent was extremely powerful, shaking in all directions, as if it completely cut the void and shattered it.

In the void, one figure after another suddenly emerged, exuding a powerful aura.

There were sword intents, fist intents, and so on.

These martial arts wills were not inferior to the other party at all.

"Explanation, what a joke, since your young master Zang Jianyuan wanted to kill my clan's children, his fate was already doomed."

"Yes, he is not as skilled as others, can you Zang Jianyuan not afford to lose."

The quasi-saints of the Chen family said one after another, full of sarcasm and contempt.

The quasi-saint Zang Jianyuan's expression became increasingly ugly, the sword intent emanating from him seemed to become increasingly violent, and the murderous intent became increasingly intense.

However, the scene where the Thunder Eagle Clan tried to kill Chen Feng but failed and was killed instead, appeared firmly in their minds. In the void, there was an extremely tyrannical divine thought that locked them.

Any inappropriate action would be killed here.

A sudden change occurred.

In the world, a shocking sound of a sword suddenly rang out, shaking the void.

I saw that the sky was suddenly split into a shocking crack of a thousand feet long, and endless golden light burst out from it like a flood that broke through the dam, wantonly and madly, and a terrifying sword power that cut through the sky and the earth was filled.

The sword power descended, as if suppressing everything and breaking everything.

Among them, countless black auras lingered, emitting shocking broken sword wails and cries.

Its sound resounded through the world, making everyone's face change drastically and feel cold all over.

The sword cultivators felt that their sword intent, sword momentum and other powers were suppressed to the extreme, and they could not move at all. They even had a terrifying feeling that they were about to be swallowed up.

On the stage, Chen Feng's face was extremely solemn.

He felt that his sword intent was suppressed to the extreme, as if he was about to be suppressed and defeated.

That kind of sword power was really too powerful, extremely powerful, extremely powerful.

Even if his sword intent was a little successful, he could not resist it at all, just like the difference between a firefly and the scorching sun.

"Saint realm!"

Chen Feng's heart trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly focused to the extreme. This feeling was not an ordinary saint realm, but a more powerful saint realm than the Supreme Burning Heaven of the Hun Tian Sect.

Burning Heaven Supreme is in the fifth realm of the True Saint Realm among the nine realms of saints.

Could it be that the strength of the person who made the move exceeded the True Saint Realm?

The arena lit up with layers of light, and then it shattered under the terrifying sword pressure.

The entire broken arena also broke and shattered directly. The terrifying sword pressure poured down like the collapse of the sky, crushing everything, and even Chen Feng was going to be turned into dust.

The sword resentment contained in it was even more crazy and impacted like a substance.

Chen Feng's body and mind seemed to be invaded by countless broken sword phantoms. Those broken sword phantoms wailed and wailed endlessly, as if questioning Chen Feng, why is it like this? Why not save them?

Even so.

Chen Feng still stood proudly, constantly gathering a sword will, never surrendering and never collapsing.

The invincible heart trembled continuously, and cracks continued to emerge, as if it could collapse at any time.

But, so what?

"Your cultivation is higher than mine...Your strength is stronger than mine...You can defeat me and kill me, but so what?"

"My heart is not defeated and my will is not subdued..."

Facing the terrifying knife pressure, Chen Feng roared.

The invincible heart suddenly trembled wildly, and the cracks on it healed at an astonishing speed. The scattered sword intent also condensed again in an instant. Although it was still a small success, it was more condensed and tougher than before.

A transformation like breaking and then standing up.

But, the golden sword light that was thousands of feet long slashed through the void and fell. The closer it got, the more terrifying its power became.

The void shook, and cracks spread.

The earth collapsed under the knife pressure, and the mountains and rivers in the distance trembled, and it seemed that they would also collapse because of it.

The sword intent that Chen Feng condensed again had a tendency to collapse again.

Even so, Chen Feng was not afraid at all.

"A mere Heavenly Saint Realm dared to attack my Chen family's Qilin son. He doesn't know whether he lives or dies."

A voice full of anger suddenly resounded through the heaven and earth, shaking the void.

Immediately, a terrifying and vast sword light burst out from the void in an instant.

When this vast sword light burst out, it was like a scroll unfolding, hanging across the sky and the earth, and immediately reflected countless saints' phantoms, struggling and wailing, as if sinking into the abyss and falling into the endless purgatory, extremely tragic and terrifying.

The sword resentment contained in the thousand-foot sword light madly attacked the vast and terrifying sword light, but could not shake it at all.

On the contrary, they all collapsed under the sword light.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng's eyes became brighter.

Sure enough, when one is strong enough, the so-called natural enemies are all jokes.

The thousand-foot golden sword light suddenly shattered under the vast sword light, without the slightest resistance.

The vast sword light quickly rushed into the thousand-foot-long void crack. After a breath, there was an extremely shrill scream. Between heaven and earth, there were waves of knife wailing and screaming.

The sky seemed to be dyed bloody.

The sound of Tao was full of sorrow, and a bloody rainstorm poured down.

"The image of the death of the saint..."

Many quasi-saints and Hedao realms exclaimed.

The faces of several quasi-saints in Zangjianyuan changed drastically, as if they had lost their parents, because the one who just slashed out the thousand-foot-long sword light was a strong man in the Tiansheng realm of Zangjianyuan.

Now, that strong man in the Tiansheng realm was killed by the strong man of the Chen family.

He fell.

(I didn't see a doctor or take medicine. I will get through it with my tenacious will)