Great Sword Master

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Chen Feng's eyes condensed into a point, like a cold star.

The body of the Liushang Sword trembled slightly, making a subtle tremor. Chen Feng's strength was highly unified in an instant, gathered into a line, and went straight through the sword.

Kill!

In an instant, Chen Feng had only one thought in his mind.

That was to kill, to kill the person in front of him with the sword in his hand.

The body and mind were united, the sword was connected like blood, and the sword broke through the air.

The dazzling sword light cut the air, leaving a dazzling and fine trace, like a straight line across, and like the intersection of the sea and the sky in the distance.

Although the sword light was subtle, the light was extremely dazzling, like the scorching sun in the sky.

Leian couldn't help but narrow his eyes, feeling a stinging pain in his eyes, as if he was going to be blinded.

Quick!

That sword was extremely fast, so fast that Lei An felt that his reaction was slow, and the air around him seemed to become sticky.

He was swinging the copper stick across his body, but the sword light had already cut through Lei An's burly body.

A sword kills!

Lei An's body quickly disintegrated.

Chen Feng staggered, and felt a burst of soreness and tingling throughout his body, as if he was overdrawn all of a sudden, and felt that he could not bear the load.

"Is this the thirteen styles of the sword?"

Chen Feng's pale face showed a smile.

What he just performed was only the first style of the thirteen styles of the sword, and its power was so strong that even Lei An, a genius who had tempered his strength five times, could not resist it at all and was killed instantly.

There are also disadvantages. After performing that style, Chen Feng's powerful strength was almost exhausted, and the strong physique trained in the first level of the Hun Tian Sword Body also felt numb and tired.

This load is more than ten times stronger than the Fengying ultimate killing style condensed by the Fengying Fifteen Swords.

"This style can only be used as an ultimate killing."

Chen Feng said secretly.

He was not in a hurry to continue the challenge, but to recover the consumption first.

...

People kept coming to the Hun Tian Battle Tower.

Yang Xue Ning walked over, her face as cold as frost, and strangers were not allowed to approach.

"It can't be him, it must be someone with the same name..."

Yang Xue Ning kept thinking in his heart.

The news that Chen Feng broke into the Hun Tian Battle Tower had already spread to the outer sect, the inner sect and even the Seventy-two Peaks.

Yang Xue Ning naturally received the news.

Her first reaction was disbelief, but the Jue Jian Peak's true disciple Chen Feng mentioned in the news seemed to be the only one.

After all, Jue Jian Peak now only has one disciple.

The so-called same name and surname is just self-deception.

Yang Xue Ning came with a lot of unwillingness, she wanted to see it with her own eyes, and the feeling in her heart was indescribable and extremely complicated.

Resentment, fear, but also seemed to be expecting something.

Arriving, Yang Xuening looked through the flashing crowd and fell on the Qianlong Stele, and saw a name shining with silver light.

Chen Feng!

That familiar word was ranked ninth.

In an instant, Yang Xuening felt his scalp burst, as if his soul was flying away.

"Chen Feng... too strong..."

Li Xinyue, who had left the battle tower for a long time, stared at the name on the Qianlong Stele, and her sharp eyes flashed with strong excitement.

His eyes slid down and looked at the end, which was the three words "Li Xinyue".

Yes, Li Xinyue also successfully challenged, defeated the 100th place, and replaced it.

This strength surpassed most of the body forging realms of Hun Tian Zong, but Li Xinyue did not feel proud at all, but felt under great pressure.

I have to accompany Chen Feng to grow up, and as a follower, the gap cannot be too big.

But the gap now is unimaginable.

It took all his strength to defeat the 100th place, but Chen Feng was already ranked ninth.

Immediately, Chen Feng's name on the Qianlong Stone Tablet shone again, impacting the eighth place and squeezing it out.

This scene caused another uproar and shock.

Seventh!

Sixth!

Fifth!

Fourth!

Not long after, a ray of light projected from the Huntian Battle Tower, it was Chen Feng.

"It's out."

"Brother Chen Feng, you are so amazing."

"It's the fourth place in the first time to break into the Huntian Battle Tower, it's too strong, incredible."

Some people found Chen Feng's appearance and immediately exclaimed, and heated discussions were everywhere.

Chen Feng ignored them, still recalling the battle on the 98th floor of the Huntian Battle Tower.

The tower guard on that floor changed from a core disciple to a true disciple. Although he also tempered his strength five times, the essence of the Huntian strength was better than the Hunyuan strength.

Moreover, the true disciples possessed the king-level magic, and their power and potential were even better than the spirit-level magic.

The opponent was a few years older than Chen Feng, had more combat experience, and practiced extremely powerful martial arts.

Chen Feng burst out the first move of the absolute sword, but only cut the opponent.

"The tower guards on the back three floors may all be true disciples, five times of Hun Tian Jin tempering, mastering the king-level magic..."

"But, the maximum strength can be tempered nine times. In this way, the 100 people on the Qianlong list are not the strongest 100 people in Hun Tian Zong."

Chen Feng said secretly.

In the huge Hun Tian Zong, the true disciples in the body-building realm are definitely not just a few people on the Qianlong list, and the upper limit of tempering strength cannot be limited to five times.

However, Chen Feng didn't know that there was no shortage of resources for the cultivation of true disciples. All they wanted was to continue to practice and improve themselves. Moreover, there were also disciples in the same realm as opponents, so the training and contribution points of the Huntian Battle Tower were not that important.

Unlike Juejian Peak, there are only three or four people.

Wang Yuandao and Yang Tao can't be Chen Feng's opponents, right?

Two extraordinary realms, completely inappropriate.

Li Xinyue is not suitable either.

Huntian Battle Tower is the most suitable.

"I wonder what the strongest list is like?" Chen Feng thought secretly and suddenly felt a little moved.

At this time, he saw a figure standing in front of him. Chen Feng took a closer look and frowned.

"Chen Feng, it's me, your Xiao Xue Ning..."

Yang Xuening stood in front of Chen Feng and said in a trembling voice, with a sad look on his face that made people feel pity for him.

"I was wrong, please forgive me, please, let's start over, I swear... I will definitely treat you..."

Ignoring Yang Xuening, Chen Feng quickly crossed over.

"Chen Feng...Chen Feng..."

Yang Xuening rushed forward and was about to hug Chen Feng. Chen Feng's body swayed, and Yang Xuening suddenly missed and jumped forward, staggering and falling like a dog eating shit.

"I was really wrong... You can scold me or hit me... I beg you..."

Standing up quickly, Yang Xuening begged with tears streaming down his face.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Feng shouted coldly, suddenly feeling a little unmotivated.

Ye Yunqi was severely beaten by him in public, which relieved the bad breath in his heart to a certain extent. Yang Xuening was slapped by him in public on the sky patrol ship, and now he looks so embarrassed.

All the hatred in my heart seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden, and I was no longer too lazy to think of revenge.

What a wretch!

What's more, Chen Feng also knew that if something like this happened today, the inside story would probably be unearthed, and by then, Yang Xuening's reputation would be completely ruined.

Isn't this more satisfying than beheading the opponent?

Yang Xuening was about to pounce again.

"roll!"

A cold shout rang out, and Li Xinyue slapped Yang Xuening hard, causing Yang Xuening to fly several meters to the ground and roll several times. Half of his face swelled rapidly, and his hair was disheveled like an evil ghost.

"Uncle Yang, go back."

Chen Feng also stopped thinking about challenging the strongest training list and turned to Yang Tao on the side.

"Okay." Yang Tao nodded, and a ray of sword light immediately rolled up, directly wrapping Chen Feng and Li Xinyue. In an instant, it soared up to a thousand meters in the sky. Under the gaze of everyone, it flew towards the direction of Juejian Peak. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from everyone. In eyes.