Great Sword Master

A graceful figure emerged from the void, like a dark shadow.

Blinking, the shadow stared.

Wearing a close-fitting black skirt and armor, it perfectly accentuates the graceful body. The lower half of the face wears a mask like black jade, and a pair of eyes are extremely deep and dark, as if they are condensed with thousands of black in the world, capable of swallowing everything.

The figure flashed, and the graceful black shadow passed through the mirage-like shadow.

"What's this?"

Unable to figure it out, she immediately called for help.

Not long after, a shadow appeared, it was the tenth ancestor of the Chen family.

The phantom of the tenth ancestor of the Chen family stared at the illusory world like a mirage, his eyes wrinkled, a little confused.

"This is a time-space displacement projection of a secret realm..."

The tenth ancestor pondered.

He has never encountered this situation personally, but he has read records in classics.

When some secret realms appear in the world, there will be time and space misalignment projections.

However, such a situation is very rare. Some cultivators may not encounter it in their lives. For example, the Tenth Ancestor, a quasi-emperor, has never encountered a time-space misalignment projection in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years since he embarked on the path of cultivation. Such things.

There are no specific rules to follow in the time-space misalignment projection of the secret realm.

After all, the times are too rare to form a valid record.

"Don't worry. Although Chen Feng is a mortal, his fortune is extraordinary. For him, being involved in the time-space misalignment projection of the secret realm may be another opportunity."

The Tenth Ancestor said to the woman wearing a black jade mask.

"You just wait here. When Chen Feng leaves the secret realm, he may return here. If he does not return here, you go to Donghuang Huntian Sect to find him."

"yes."

The woman with the black jade mask responded softly, her voice as cold and sweet as a spring.

…

After a while, the world was spinning.

Chen Feng found himself high in the sky and falling rapidly downwards. As for the mount Lion War, he didn't know where it went.

As soon as the thought moved, the body stabilized.

"I am..."

Chen Feng's eyes quickly swept over, feeling a little dazed.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast.

However, the sky was dark and full of cracks, and the earth seemed to be broken into pieces after ashes. The mountains and forests were dry and the mountain peaks were broken. It looked like a world that had been spread by war.

The spiritual energy was almost exhausted and sparse, making Chen Feng feel uncomfortable.

It was like suddenly falling from clear spring water into a smelly ditch.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Chen Feng roughly understood what he had encountered.

Opportunity!

Of course, it can also be said to be dangerous.

After all, opportunities are always accompanied by dangers, which is not surprising, and Chen Feng also thinks it is reasonable.

As for how dangerous it is, it depends on whether you are strong enough.

There is a saying that has always been circulated in the martial arts world.

All dangers arise from lack of strength.

The energy of heaven and earth revived, and various opportunities also appeared. I fell into this place by accident and coincidence. As for the other things, I still don't understand it. After all, I am still very young and don't have that much experience.

"Um……"

Chen Feng's eyes suddenly focused on one place, and he saw that there seemed to be wisps of black aura lingering there, like a gray mist, covering an area, full of astonishing death aura and will. Faintly, Chen Feng seemed to also see the gray mist. Among them, there are tiny wisps of black.

While thinking, Chen Feng immediately fell downwards.

Not only Chen Feng, but also many people entered this secret realm.

In the deepest part of the secret realm, in the thick black mist, a sword filled with faint moonlight was inserted between the eyebrows of a figure and nailed to a mountain wall.

That figure was dressed in black robes, and a strong aura of death was constantly escaping from his body.

Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass grows.

die!

There is only death.

It seemed like everything was going to end.

Immediately, the closed eyes of the figure nailed to the mountain wall by the long sword suddenly opened, deep, dark, and dead, but with a strange luster.

On the pale and wrinkled face, a smile appeared at the corner of the dry mouth.

Cruel and cold!

"Another living creature has come in...it has been coming for so many years...Jiejiejiejie...come on, come on...come on, please all become my strength and let me recover..."

…

"Chen Feng!"

A slightly unexpected voice sounded, with a hint of vigilance.

Chen Feng glanced over and saw a graceful figure, a moon-white robe hanging down, which highlighted her beautiful body.

A face as bright as the bright moon, with immortal muscles and jade bones, like a goddess stepping down from the bright moon.

It was Murong Yue from the Murong family.

Chen Feng was still somewhat impressed by this woman. After all, at the last chance in the Ten Emperors Palace, this woman had offered to exchange a quasi-emperor level treasure for the Supreme Nirvana Pill in her hand.

It can be said that he is very thick-skinned.

"Nice to meet you."

Murong Yue looked familiar and said to Chen Feng with a smile on her face. Her smile gave people the feeling of not being familiar and eager, but not unfamiliar, which was just right.

This means that people cannot have any feelings of resistance or disgust towards Murong Yue. On the contrary, they will feel very comfortable.

"Um."

Chen Feng just nodded without any intention of continuing the conversation with Murong Yue. He turned around and left directly.

The smile on Murong Yue's face suddenly solidified.

Who is she? ?

She is the proud daughter of the Murong clan in Middle Earth, and the Murong clan is an imperial clan. There has been more than one great emperor born in her ancestors, which is amazing. Looking at the entire Spiritual Wasteland, she is also a powerful force at the top level.

And she, Murong Yue, is a super monster with a mark of 79 meters on the Emperor's Monument, possessing a quasi-supreme-level supernatural power.

In terms of appearance, she is also one of the best, just like a fairy coming to earth.

I don't know how many people are chasing after her. As soon as there is news that Murong Yue is looking for a bride, the team will definitely circle around the Middle-earth.

But now, she greeted a man so proactively and eagerly, with a smile on her face, but she was ignored. Murong Yue had never experienced this feeling since she was a child. For a moment, she was completely confused, not knowing what to do. What to do.

After all... I have no experience in this matter.

However, a strong wave of unwillingness suddenly emerged from Murong Yue's heart like a fountain, gushing out.

Without any hesitation, Murong Yue immediately chased after Chen Feng.

"Miss Murong, why are you following me?"

Chen Feng turned around and asked.

"Can't I go in this direction?"

Murong Yue asked immediately.

"random."

Chen Feng didn't care, let alone pay attention.

Beautiful?

So what?

Good family background? ?

So what?

They have nothing to do with themselves.

Seeing Chen Feng turn around and continue walking, Murong Yue was furious and gritted her teeth at Chen Feng's back. She wanted to rush up and take a bite, seriously.

Chen Feng didn't care about Murong Yue at all.

If someone is really hostile and attacks him, his sword will be hard and sharp, and he will never be sloppy, ensuring that he will be sent away cleanly.

Not long after, I met other people from Middle-earth.

When they saw Chen Feng, their expressions changed drastically. They all obviously recognized Chen Feng. After all, they had witnessed Chen Feng's amazing style in the arena outside Tiandi City that day.

However, when they saw Murong Yue following Chen Feng like a little follower, they were all stunned.

This scene... is undoubtedly amazing.

Murong Yue!

That is the goddess in the hearts of countless young people in Middle-earth, and they all want to be favored by her in their dreams.

Now, this kind of goddess who is as high as the moon goddess actually looks like a little follower. Looking at her staring at Chen Feng's back, she seems to have a very complicated look, like...like...being abandoned in the end. Not giving up.

Could it be...could it be...that the two of them have some hidden secret?

If this spreads back to China, I don’t know how many people will be disappointed, and how many people will want to fight Chen Feng.

Not long after, a figure swept out and blocked the way.

This man has a fleshy face, a fierce look, an extremely tall and majestic body, and a dark complexion. He is like an iron tower, exuding an astonishing power, and the air around him is surging like water ripples.

He also exuded a ferocious aura fluctuation.

Chen Feng even noticed that there were strands of fine down on this man's dark skin.

Monster clan!

Chen Feng made a judgment immediately, and it seemed that it was not a demon clan from Middle Earth, but a demon clan from the Western Mountains.

"What a beautiful little lady, keep her and I'll spare you..." This fierce and strong man glanced at Murong Yue and said to Chen Feng with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Please."

Before the other party finished speaking, Chen Feng responded directly, concisely and concisely, and demonstrated his answer with practical actions, bypassing it directly.

The strong man was stunned.

This was not the first time he had done this kind of thing, he was very experienced, and every time, the other party did not resist.

Where is such cooperation?

Is he a softie?

It's really a crime for such a beautiful woman to be with such a weakling. It's up to me to save him today.

Murong Yue was furious.

His face was as cold as frost, and a cold and cold aura broke out without reservation. His whole body was filled with radiance, as if the moonlight was hazy, and a layer of frost spread quickly around the air.

Take action!

With just one strike, a large amount of frosty moonlight broke through the sky, directly covering the strong man and freezing him into an ice sculpture.

"snort!"

Murong Yue glanced at Chen Feng coldly, then turned around and walked in a different direction with a frosty look on her face.

She had a grudge against Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't care at all.

So what about love? ?

So what if you hate it?

But it's like an empty dream.

What does it have to do with me, Chen Feng? ?

Changes occur suddenly.

I saw a wisp of sword chanting sound, clearer and louder, clearer and clearer.

Then there were streaks of sword light shooting out into the sky, and the aura filled the air, filled with astonishing sword power, as if a bright moon was rising into the sky.

The bright moon hung in the dark sky, with unrivaled power, like a long river pouring down.

For a time, the attention of many people or monsters who were involved in this secret realm was attracted one by one.

"The breath of the sword..."

"Holy Soldier!"

"It turned out to be the breath of a holy soldier..."

Everyone suddenly beamed with joy.

Holy soldier!

That is the weapon used by the strong men in the Holy Realm.

To put it simply, spiritual weapons can be forged artificially. As for holy weapons, the difficulty of casting is far more than a hundred times that of divine spiritual weapons. It can be said that in today's spiritual wasteland, there are no masters who can forge holy weapons.

Yes, only the Grandmaster can forge holy weapons.

So where did the holy soldiers of those powerful saints come from?

Either from ancient times.

Or it could be a high-grade spiritual weapon that one has nurtured.

The value of a holy weapon is extremely astonishing.

"The aura of a holy sword..."

Chen Feng's eyes condensed, and he immediately showed a hint of joy.

"The holy sword belongs to the one who is destined to get it... I, Chen Feng, am that person who is destined to get it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng rushed to the direction where the sword chanting came from without hesitation.