Great Sword Master

Deep in the valley, ripples suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, revealing a portal.

Then, three figures stepped out of the portal one after another. They were the Qingming Sword Emperor's mind incarnation, Chen Feng, and Zhao Feiyu.

Chen Feng's expression was solemn and light, and he could not see his joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, but his heart was comfortable and happy. The goal was exceeded, his cultivation and strength were greatly improved, and he mastered more powerful power. What in the world is more wonderful than this feeling?

In the distance, several eyes stared at him, and then quickly moved away.

Chen Feng and the other two did not care.

"Friend Zhao, there was a spear emperor named Ling Jue in Tianhuang Palace. Maybe you can go to Lingjue Peak to try your luck."

The Qingming Sword Emperor's mind incarnation immediately said to Zhao Feiyu, and pointed out the direction of Lingjue Peak. At the same time, a wisp of sword energy was ejected and fell on Zhao Feiyu, which was considered to be a little help.

In the desert cave, Zhao Feiyu's performance was recognized by the Qingming Sword Emperor's mind incarnation.

In this case, he did not mind giving the other party some guidance, at least, so that the inheritance of many powerful people in Tianhuang Palace would not be lost, but whether he could obtain the inheritance still depended on his ability and whether he could get the other party's recognition.

Just like the previous incarnation of the Chixiao Emperor's mind.

He was unwilling, even if he came forward, even if Chen Feng was a genius, he was unwilling. Of course, if Chen Feng was not a sword cultivator but a knife cultivator, it would be another matter.

However, if Chen Feng was a knife cultivator, he would not have the opportunity to meet himself.

Some fate cannot be forced, and the world is like this, even the emperor cannot reverse it.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Feiyu bowed to the bottom in excitement.

The Zhao family also gave birth to the emperor realm, and more than one, so the Zhao family naturally has the emperor realm inheritance. As the peerless genius of the Zhao family, Zhao Feiyu is naturally qualified to comprehend the inheritance left by the Zhao family emperor realm.

However, all the inheritance of ancestors also requires a fit.

Furthermore, if he could see more inheritances from other emperors, it would be of great help to his own cultivation.

"Brother Chen, I'll take my leave first."

Zhao Feiyu then said to Chen Feng, and immediately flew quickly in the direction indicated by the Qingming Sword Emperor's mind incarnation. He wanted to find an opportunity that suited him.

In the desert cave, Zhao Feiyu's Qi training level was raised from the peak of the Saint Lord Realm to the limit of the Saint Lord Realm.

Not only that, the power of the desert can be used to train Qi and body, so Zhao Feiyu's body training level has also made great progress, and has also been raised to the small success level of the Saint Lord Realm. The re-melted Saint Lord power is much more powerful than before, and his strength has greatly increased.

...

Silver light is like a dragon, and the spear light swept through the sky.

A sword light suddenly appeared in front of him. The sword light was extremely sharp and sharp, and it contained an extremely amazing sword power that pressed and locked Zhao Feiyu.

Immediately, the sound of the sword shook the heaven and earth, and a dazzling ten-foot sword energy cut through the void and came across.

Zhao Feiyu's eyes condensed, and the silver spear rolled like a dragon in his palm. With his five fingers clenched, the energy burst, and the spear light swallowed and spit out more than three feet, piercing the void. As the spear body trembled, the man and the spear merged, and the spear rose into the air like a silver dragon out of the abyss, carrying extremely powerful power to break through the air and kill.

The space was shattered in an instant and turned into powder.

The battles in the wilderness cave reached the limit again and again. Under the pressure brought by the powerful wilderness beasts, the encouragement brought by Chen Feng, and the guidance of the Qingming Sword Emperor's mind incarnation, Zhao Feiyu relied on his solid foundation of the spear and his good understanding and wisdom. In just one day, not only did his cultivation increase greatly, but his spear skills also made great progress.

This spear completely surpassed the previous ones.

With one shot, the force was unstoppable, and the high-speed rotation was like a drill, destroying everything in its path, and suddenly crushed the ten-foot-long sword energy that was as solid as a substance.

"Hmm?"

The moment the sword energy shattered, the sword cultivator's nose suddenly sounded with a sound of doubt and uncertainty, and then he shouted and questioned.

"Zhao Feiyu, what opportunity did you get? Your cultivation and strength have increased so much in such a short time."

This sword cultivator was Lin Jiankui of Tiancang Sword Sect. After receiving the news, he immediately rushed back to the valley at full speed. He happened to meet Zhao Feiyu who was leaving and immediately intercepted him.

Before, he saw Zhao Feiyu disappear into the mountain wall with Chen Feng from a distance.

Now, combined with Zhao Feiyu's cultivation and strength, it can be inferred that he must have obtained an extraordinary opportunity, otherwise it would be impossible to improve so quickly in a short time.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Feiyu's eyes condensed, and he responded without courtesy, his tone was as strong and sharp as a gun tip breaking through the air.

Be kind to friends, but not to enemies. Lin Jiankui suddenly drew his sword to kill. With such a bad attitude, how could he be a friend?

"Zhao Feiyu, don't be shameless."

Lin Jiankui's eyes condensed and his face sank when he heard the words. He said coldly, and his sword intent completely burst out, like the sound of a sky sword, carrying an extremely powerful force to cover and suppress.

Then, the man and the sword merged.

The sky was shaking, the void was cracked, and no one was seen. Only a brilliant sword light was like a sky fire falling and thunder cracking the sky, carrying an extremely powerful force and murderous intent, killing instantly. The amazing sword power immediately made Zhao Feiyu's face condense and his pupils shrink.

It must be said that under the same sword intent, Lin Jiankui's mastery of sword intent is worse than Chen Feng before.

After all, Chen Feng improved too fast, and although Lin Jiankui and others improved not slowly, the speed was still far less than Chen Feng. Therefore, there was more time to settle invisibly, plus the guidance of the elders in the sect, etc.

As for Chen Feng, he almost always relies on his own understanding and improvement.

Both others' guidance and self-enlightenment have their own benefits, and the further you go, the greater the benefits of self-enlightenment. Of course, the prerequisite is that your own foundation, understanding, wisdom, etc. must reach a high level.

With some guidance from the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts, Chen Feng instantly became enlightened and made rapid progress.

Now, in comparison, I don't know how much I have to surpass Lin Jiankui. Whether it is realm, attainment or application, he has surpassed him in all aspects.

Having witnessed Chen Feng's superb swordsmanship with his own eyes, and seeing Lin Jiankui's swordsmanship again, Zhao Feiyu was certainly surprised, but in comparison, he felt ordinary.

This is a very strange feeling.

In fact, it's not that Lin Jiankui's swordsmanship is really ordinary, but there is a contrast.

In front of pearls, gravel is too ordinary, but in front of silt, gravel appears unique.

Before such a sword, Zhao Feiyu had absolutely no resistance at all and could only dodge with all his strength, but now he did not have to do this. His body trembled slightly, the power of the Holy Lord surged and roared, the spear rolled, like a dragon turning over and rising into the abyss, Carrying an extremely tyrannical power, it penetrates everything and kills.

Guns and swords clashed, and the sound of cracking gold and iron shook the world.

Lin Jiankui was secretly shocked when he discovered that Zhao Feiyu's strength was not inferior to his own.

"Uncle Liang, please take action to capture this beast."

Lin Jiankui's sword collided with his spear, and he took advantage of the momentum to fly back while speaking out.

boom!

The moment the sound rang out, there was a sudden roar. Zhao Feiyu suddenly felt that the surrounding void became dim, as if the night was being torn away. Immediately, he saw a giant hand shooting across the sky, its fingers slightly bent, as if a sky had collapsed. Luo, the extremely terrifying sword power, locked, covered, and swallowed him.

Even if Zhao Feiyu explodes with all his strength, it will not help. That is an absolute gap.

Suppress and capture!

Then, a tall figure wearing a brown gown appeared, with four stars twinkling between his eyebrows. He looked like a four-star quasi-emperor sword cultivator from Tiancang Sword Sect.

"Then Chen Feng is still here..."

The middle-aged man in a brown gown suppressed Zhao Feiyu with one hand, and his eyes burst out with a terrifying light, seeming to stare through the void in an instant, and he vaguely saw a figure, and then said.

"Uncle, let's go!"

Lin Jiankui's eyes lit up and he said immediately.

Since Zhao Feiyu was ignorant and unwilling to tell what opportunity he got, he went to Chen Feng.

In the valley, outside the mountain wall at the entrance to the deserted cave, Chen Feng and the incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts did not leave directly.

"Little friend Chen, it's my great pleasure to meet you."

The incarnation of the Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts stared at Chen Feng, and sighed sincerely as if he was explaining the aftermath.

"It is also a great blessing for the juniors to meet seniors."

Chen Feng responded with a smile, but it was not polite, but a thought from his heart.

"Hahahaha..." The incarnation of Qingming Sword Emperor's thoughts immediately laughed happily: "Yes, it is fate that you and I met, and it is also a great blessing for each other."

Master and disciple choose each other!

As a teacher, you hope to find a disciple with extraordinary talents to pass on what you have learned; as a disciple, you hope to meet a good teacher to explore your potential and reach higher.

Chen Feng and Qingming Sword Emperor are not in a master-disciple relationship, but they also have the ability to provide guidance and can be regarded as half masters.

After meeting Chen Feng, Qingming Sword Emperor's belief in swordsmanship was inherited. Even if his body dies and his swordsmanship disappears, it does not really dissipate, but continues in another sense.

When Chen Feng met the Qingming Sword Emperor and received his guidance, it was like teaching him a lesson and solving his doubts.

"Unfortunately, I am not the true deity, I am just the incarnation of a ray of thought. What I know is limited after all..." The Qingming Sword Emperor's thought incarnation laughed and then sighed: "The whereabouts of the sword scripture that this deity owned back then is unknown. Otherwise, It will allow you to truly obtain the lifelong inheritance of swordsmanship from me.”

Hearing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but think of something.

Changes occur suddenly!

An extremely tyrannical sword power seemed to carry the power of the sky, and it instantly fell across the sky. It was extremely tyrannical, like an invisible sword mountain oppressing it.

"Chen Feng, where did you enter just now? What kind of opportunity did you get?"

As that tyrannical sword power subdued, a loud shout rang out, which shook the void and penetrated the eardrums, like the roar of countless swords.

Chen Feng and the Qingming Sword Emperor's incarnations stared away.

Then he saw only two sword lights of different colors falling from the sky, but Chen Feng saw three figures, his eyes suddenly condensed, and a ray of cold light burst out.

Lin Jiankui!

The burly middle-aged man in a brown gown is a four-star quasi-emperor.

Zhao Feiyu!

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu was being suppressed by the power of the four-star quasi-emperor, being carried like a puppet on strings, without any resistance.

Fortunately, there is no fear of life.

"Chen Feng, tell me, otherwise..."

Lin Jiankui's eyes were extremely cold, flashing with cold light, and his words were full of oppression and threats. The moment he finished speaking, his long sword pointed at Zhao Feiyu. In this way, he was using Zhao Feiyu to threaten Chen Feng.

"Lin Jiankui, you have a right to die!"

A flash of cold light flashed in the depths of Chen Feng's eyes, and the moment those words were heard as cold as ice wind, the sword was suddenly unsheathed.