Divinity Player

Chapter 572

The pillar formed by the three sources of energy fully demonstrated the strength of the three of them.

But the real horrors are the fakes.

The three fake artifacts, without suppression, truly burst out with terrifying and boundless power. Around the three fake artifacts, the space is constantly distorted, as if it will be broken at any time.

This is only caused by leaking a little power.

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, Jian Wuya burst into laughter. He looked at Tang Feng who was still in the stone ladder with very cold eyes, and shouted: "Tang Feng, now there is no suppression, let's see how I kill you."

call out!
With a slash of the pseudo-true long sword, an astonishing sword energy slashed towards Tang Feng.

This sword energy is extremely terrifying, even a martial artist at the seventh level of spiritual transformation may be killed by this sword.

But when this sword energy rushed into the stone ladder, it was like entering a quagmire. It was subjected to infinite resistance, and its power was rapidly weakened. When it flew in front of Tang Feng, it was already extremely fragile.

Tang Feng stretched out a finger and flicked out the sword energy, looked at Jian Wuya with a strange face, and said, "What are you doing? Are you playing?"

Jian Wuya was so angry that he almost vomited blood again, and shouted: "Tang Feng, if you have the ability, don't hide in the stone ladder, come up to me, and fight with me."

Tang Feng curled his lips and said, "Do you think I'm as stupid as you? Why should I go up? If you have the ability, come down."

This made Jian Wuya grit his teeth again, his chest rising and falling.

His hatred for Tang Feng is beyond description, but his strength is much higher than Tang Feng's, but every time, he is the one who suffers, which makes him extremely aggrieved, that hatred.

But at this time, Ren Fengyun and Ming Wuxin had already rushed forward, which made Jian Wuya anxious.

The front is the last secret place of the Supreme Sword Palace. The most important inheritance of the Supreme Sword Palace is likely to be inside. If it is delayed, Ren Fengyun and Ming Wuxin get it, and they will die.

So even though he gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to glared at Tang Feng full of resentment, and then ran away, chasing after Ren Fengyun and the others.

Tang Feng didn't care, and continued to run upwards.

Tang Feng ran up the last dozens of stairs in a few strokes.

tread!
Stepping up the thousandth stone ladder step by step, and coming to the platform on the stone ladder, I immediately felt a burst of relaxation in my body, and the pressure that was originally acting on my body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Whoa!
In the meridians, the Yuanli, which was originally extremely difficult to circulate, immediately galloped like a wild horse that had run wild.

A powerful breath rose from Tang Feng's body.

Tang Feng didn't feel too much, but looked forward.

Ahead, a very majestic palace stands there. On the gate of the palace, there are four big characters: Supreme Sword Palace.

At this time, the entire palace was glowing, but the gate of the palace was open.

At this time, Jian Wuya, Ren Fengyun, and Ming Wuxin were rushing towards the gate of the palace, but they did not see Ren Tianhammer, Ye Lin and Zhou Yao.

Tang Feng couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Without the slightest consideration, Tang Feng also rushed towards the palace.

Ahead, Jian Wuya turned his head and gave Tang Feng a cold look, but he didn't turn around, but continued to run forward.

Soon, Jian Wuya, Ren Fengyun, and Ming Wuxin came to the gate of the palace, without hesitation, they entered the gate directly.

Tang Feng ran quickly and was approaching. Through the gate, he saw that inside the palace seemed to be a courtyard, and in the depths of the courtyard, there was another palace emitting bright light. There is a light curtain covering the gate.

Through the light curtain, Tang Feng saw that inside the palace, there was a roll of bamboo slips floating in the air, turning purple-gold in color and emitting a purple-gold light.

Seeing the scroll of bamboo slips, Tang Feng's heart beat rapidly, and a word appeared in Tang Feng's mind: Inheritance of True Martial Arts.

Yes, Tang Feng thought of the inheritance of Zhenwu.

He thought of it, and Jian Wuya and the others naturally thought of it too, their eyes were red, and Tang Feng couldn't be bothered, and they rushed inside frantically.

Within a few breaths, Jian Wuya and the others rushed through the thousand-meter-wide courtyard and arrived at the gate of the palace inside. At this time, Tang Feng also rushed into the first gate.

What caught Tang Feng's eyes was, of course, a huge courtyard. This courtyard is very wide, with a length and width of a kilometer, extending in all directions. There is not only one road directly in front, leading to the palace in front. , respectively have a road, do not know where to lead to.

After sweeping his eyes, he didn't see the shadows of Ren Tianhammer, Ye Lin and Zhou Yao. Tang Feng couldn't help guessing whether the three of them went to the left and right.

Because there was a light curtain at the gate of the palace in front, Tang Feng guessed that it might require a purple gold sword key to pass through, but the three of Ren Tianhammer did not have a purple gold sword key, so they couldn't get in, so they went to the left and right.

This is the only possibility.

"True Martial Inheritance."

When Jian Wuya, Ren Fengyun, and Ming Wuxin saw the bamboo slips inside the gate of the palace, their eyes turned red, and they let out a deep roar. The three of them glanced at each other, and suddenly rushed inside.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The purple gold sword key on the three of them shone, covering them, making them easily pass through the light curtain at the gate and rush in.

"Jian Wuya, you dare to sneak attack me."

As soon as he rushed in, Ren Fengyun roared.

"The inheritance of true martial arts belongs to my Shenjian Villa."

Jian Wuya yelled loudly, manipulated the pseudo-true long sword, and blasted towards Ren Fengyun.

"Jian Wuya, don't think I'm afraid of you."

Ren Fengyun yelled, and also manipulated the fake weapon to fight Jian Wuya.

"Ming Wuxin, don't even think about it."

Jian Wuya and Ren Fengyun's voices came out at the same time, and the two joined hands to attack Ming Wuxin.

Ming Wuxin had no choice but to join the battle group.

For a moment, the leaders of the three sixth-level forces fought.

All of them wanted to seize that scroll of bamboo slips.

Swish!
Tang Feng jumped over the courtyard and came to the gate, but he didn't enter the gate, but looked inside from the gate.

Through the gate, one can see that the area of ​​the hall is very wide, it is a large hall, and the scroll of bamboo slips is floating in the middle of the hall.

After a closer look, I realized that this scroll of bamboo slips is really miraculous. The bamboo slips are green, like jade, emitting a little luster.

The most miraculous thing is that around the bamboo slips, there is a layer of hazy light emitting, and in the light, there is actually a figure dancing with a sword.

"What a wonderful sword technique."

With just one glance, Tang Feng discovered that the swordsmanship of the figure dancing in the hazy light was simply unfathomable, but it also gave people a feeling of being very simple and pointing directly at the avenue.

Mysterious, miraculous, captivating.

No wonder the four of Jian Wuya fought together, just to fight for this scroll of bamboo slips.

"Perhaps, this is really the inheritance of true martial arts."

Tang Feng said in his heart.

"Huh? That is?"

Suddenly, Tang Feng looked inside and saw a scene that surprised him.

There are three figures sitting cross-legged on one side of the hall.

Those were three middle-aged men.

(End of this chapter)