Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 2268 Three Immortal Kings
Moreover, what this inscription condenses is far from reaching its limit.

The blood essence of the strong men above Xianhou can be used to condense the inscriptions. As long as Chu Fengmian kills more strong men and obtains their blood essence, Chu Fengmian's strength can go further.

Chu Fengmian looked in the direction of the Eighth War Saint. Although Chu Fengmian killed all four incarnations of the Eighth War Saint just now, he still has three incarnations.

These three incarnations all contain blood essence comparable to that of an immortal king. After beheading these three incarnations, Chu Fengmian can use the blood essence to condense the inscription again.

This time, Chu Fengmian did not plan to let go of any of the seven sects present.

The moment he looked at Ba Zhan Sheng, there was a murderous intent in his eyes, and suddenly Chu Fengmian made a move, his body flickered, and he chased in the direction where Ba Zhan Sheng fled.

The body of the Eighth War Saint, and his remaining three incarnations, also suffered a lot of injuries just now.

Seeing Chu Fengmian chasing him, the Ba Zhan Sheng changed his face and shouted loudly.

"Not yet?"

Hearing the shouts of the eight war sages, many experts from the seven major sects woke up as if from a dream. The scene just returned gave them too much shock.

So much so that even they, the immortal kings, were stunned for a moment. They only woke up after hearing the shouts of the Eight Wars Saints. Suddenly, several figures shot out, bursting out several immortal arts, towards Chu Fengmian. Bombarded away.

They will not just sit idly by and ignore the Eight War Saints being beheaded by Chu Fengmian.

In an instant, Ying Qianzuo, Qian Yun, and the old man with the white hair and childish face all made a move together, and blocked Chu Fengmian with countless celestial techniques.

Now they didn't care about the dignity of the Immortal King, and they all shot together.

The moment these three Immortal Kings made their move, the immortal art that erupted was a killing move that was urged by the power accumulated for a long time. The three of them joined forces and planned to kill Chu Fengmian in one blow.

"Good come!"

Seeing the three of them attack together, instead of showing any nervousness or fear on Chu Fengmian's face, there was a bit of excitement on Chu Fengmian's face. From his hands, two spirit swords condensed in his palms, and suddenly A sword beheaded out.

boom!
Two sword lights blasted down.

The power contained in this sword light is much more terrifying than before.

When he reached the fourth level of Immortal Avatar, the concentration of this inscription also allowed Chu Fengmian's strength to go one step further, and the power of the swordsmanship he displayed was far greater than before.

These two swordsmanship are at the highest level of swordsmanship in the Upper Sword School. They are the swordsmanship of the Immortal Emperor. In the hands of Chu Fengmian, a single sword light is enough to destroy a continent.

These two sword lights blasted down, and I saw that the countless fairy arts that the three immortal kings had jointly played were all swept away and shattered under the edge of this sword.

The next moment, these two sword lights pointed directly at Ying Qian and the three left and killed them.

"This kid is even stronger."

"How is it possible, how could his strength improve so quickly in such a short period of time?"

Seeing these two sword lights slaying, Ying Qianzuo, Qian Yun and others all changed their expressions. They could see that the power that Chu Fengmian unleashed this time was not enough to face the Eighth War Saint before. When, even stronger.

In such a short period of time, Chu Fengmian's strength has actually improved a step further, which made them a little unimaginable.

For a strong person at their level, they may not be able to improve their strength even after retreating for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years at a time, but Chu Fengmian is getting stronger almost every moment.

"This kid must have some kind of secret technique in his hands, we can't delay any longer!"

Ying Qianzuo looked at Chu Fengmian with incomparable fear, and he also felt that every minute of delay, Chu Fengmian's strength would become more terrifying.

Qian Yun, the old man with white hair and childlike face, had the same thoughts as this Ying Qianzuo.

hum!
Thousands of phantoms appeared beside this Ying Qianzuo, and each of these phantoms was like a real Ying Qianzuo, and also like a simple phantom, false and real, making it impossible to see clearly.

At the moment when thousands of phantoms appeared, the spirit sword in Ying Qian's left hand suddenly moved, and he slashed with a single sword. All these thousands of phantoms were condensed in the edge of his sword. It was like thousands of swords cutting down at the same time.

Qian Feng Phantom Sword!
The strongest strike of phantom swordsmanship slashed down.

This Ying Qianzuo originally had the idea of ​​capturing Chu Fengmian alive, and he was extremely curious about the secrets about Chu Fengmian.

But now, after Chu Fengmian defeated the Eighth War Saint and became stronger, he completely dispelled this idea. Compared with the secrets of Chu Fengmian, Chu Fengmian himself is the most terrifying.

He didn't want Chu Fengmian to grow again, so he used his ultimate move all at once, and unleashed the strongest sword of this phantom sword technique, pointing at Chu Fengmian and beheading him.

Not only Ying Qianzuo, but also Qian Yun, and the old man with white hair and childish face all acted in the same way. I saw that Qian Yun's body had become extremely huge, reaching a height of [-] meters, and he became a giant in the center of the battlefield. His body showed a color of colored glaze, and all the light of colored glaze was condensed on his fist, which suddenly punched out.

At this moment, Qianyun also played all his cards and displayed the most powerful means.

The same is true for the old man with white hair and childlike face. From behind him, an ancient door opens, and what emerges from it is the scene of the ancient continent hundreds of millions of years ago.

In this ancient gate, with the claws of Hefa Tongyan, a gigantic beast with a height of [-] meters was caught in the palm of his hand.

This gigantic beast of a thousand feet looks like a tiger, but it is blood red all over, containing a huge and boundless blood energy, and in the blood energy, there is even boundless evil spirit.

At the moment when the thousand-foot giant beast was forcibly grabbed by the old man with white hair and childish face, many of the strong demon gods who watched were horrified, and some of them recognized the identity of the giant beast.

"Ghost-blood beast! A terrifying desolate beast condensed with the essence and blood of wild beasts and demon gods! This is actually a ghost-blood beast that is close to the realm of an immortal king!"

"It is said that the ancestor of the founder of the Huanggu Sect has a great connection with the supreme giant of the Huanggu era. He left his mark in the Huanggu era and can open the gate. With the help of the wild beasts of the Huanggu era, this rumor is actually true!"

Opening up the ancient gates and borrowing the power of the creatures hundreds of millions of years ago, such a thing is simply like a myth.

Although there have been such rumors all the time, few people believed them, but seeing this old man with white hair and youthful face make a move, everyone realized that the rumors were actually true.

(End of this chapter)