Great Sword Master

The hall was closed, silvery white in color.

It was like some kind of divine gold, cold as steel.

A figure stood like a sculpture, motionless, with only a pair of eyes staring forward, a figure reflected in the clear and deep eyes, a figure swinging a sword.

A sword slowly thrust forward.

This sword... seemed to carry a huge weight, powerful and continuous, with a faint low sword whistle.

Like a mountain moving horizontally, or a river flowing.

When the sword fell, the extremely powerful space in the hall was centered on the point where the sword tip landed, and ripples suddenly shook out, spreading in all directions like a tide.

Chen Feng maintained the action of thrusting out with a sword, as if he had also become a sculpture.

But in his mind, his thoughts were roaring like a storm.

"The feeling of this sword is right, but the sword should be more decisive when it is drawn..."

Chen Feng thought secretly.

Taking the strongest swordsmanship as the root and core, the strongest swordsmanship is created.

What is the strongest?

The strongest power, the fastest speed, the most fierce attack, the strongest defense, the highest skills, all these make the strongest, but there are more subtle differences among them.

Strength, angle, speed, timing, mentality, and everything else.

The same pen, in the hands of a rookie and in the hands of a calligraphy master, writes completely different words.

The same sword flat stab, in the hands of a mediocre person and in the hands of a master, the charm and power are also very different.

The title of the strongest is endless and not so easy to achieve.

Chen Feng put aside all distractions, completely calmed down, comprehended, studied, and perfected, swinging the sword again and again, repeating again and again, the same flat stab, has been practiced thousands of times, just to find the most powerful blow in his mind.

At least... to achieve the limit that he can reach at this stage, that is the strongest.

Of course, it is only the relative strongest.

As he continues to improve, his swordsmanship will also be improved with continuous improvement.

The most important thing for a sword technique is the intention.

The level of the intention will affect the power and potential of this sword technique after it is created.

Over and over again, Chen Feng kept trying.

The various sword techniques that he had practiced in the past, the nine great magic methods that he had mastered in the Huanxu Ancient Tower, and the one hundred sword marks that he had mastered in this closed palace.

All kinds of mysterious secrets were excavated and melted by Chen Feng.

Various insights also flashed frequently in Chen Feng's mind.

"The way of swordsmanship starts with basic swordsmanship..."

A thought flashed through his mind.

What is basic swordsmanship?

It is the foundation of all swordsmanship, that is, the basic movements of using a sword.

Chen Feng suddenly thought of a point, where did the basic swordsmanship come from?

It is difficult to explore, but it is certain that it must be the countless explorations of the swordsmanship predecessors, just like chasing light in the dark, after countless twists and turns and stepping on countless thorns, and finally created and gradually perfected to the extreme.

"Then... why don't I use basic swordsmanship as a template and integrate my own sword-fighting beliefs into my intention..."

A thought arose, and it passed through my mind like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering the confusion.

Chen Feng was enlightened all of a sudden.

Basic swordsmanship, seemingly simple, is something that any sword practitioner will come into contact with when they first hold a sword, because it is the basic movement of using a sword, and it is also the foundation for practicing other swordsmanship in the future.

If you master basic swordsmanship well, it will be easier to practice other swordsmanship.

However, basic swordsmanship is often the least noticeable, after all, its power is limited.

Instantly enlightened, Chen Feng suddenly felt that his sword became smoother, with a feeling of flowing clouds and water, both movement and stillness, speed and slowness are determined by the heart, and the strongest beliefs and intentions are gradually integrated into it.

The guard's eyes were involuntarily fixed.

With his swordsmanship attainments, he could clearly see the changes in Chen Feng's swordsmanship.

That was an essential change.

The sword chants like a tide, reverberating in the hall. Chen Feng put away his sword and stood, his whole body filled with sword intent.

It felt as if every part of his body, even the ends of his hair, was stained and permeated by the sword intent, so sharp that a strand of hair could penetrate and cut through everything like a magic sword.

Man and sword merged, blending into the depths of his bones and even into his soul.

A glimmer of light shone from every part of his body, like a magic sword, indestructible.

"I'm here."

A pair of brilliant eyes instantly stared at the guard who stood still like a statue, and a light voice sounded, and Chen Feng took a step forward.

Body like a sword, heart like a sword, spirit like a sword.

Like a sharp edge that cut through the sky, it flashed by and instantly approached the guard. The Emperor-Slaying Sword also came out of its sheath in an instant, carrying Chen Feng's sword intent, and stabbed through the air with one sword.

It looks like the stabbing style in the basic swordsmanship.

However, such a simple stabbing style carries Chen Feng's lifelong belief and strongest will.

What is the strongest? ?

There is no so-called strongest. Chen Feng also realized that the strongest is relative.

It... is endless!

Then, as long as you do your best to achieve the limit of what you can do, that is the strongest.

With a sword, Chen Feng's belief is more and more concentrated, and the edge covered by the Emperor-Slaying Sword seems to be brighter and brighter. Ordinary emperors can't bear it even if they look at it. Their eyes seem to be directly cut. If they stare at it below the emperor level, their eyes will really be cut, and even their souls will be cut off.

The sword will is so strong and sharp that it is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

The body and the sword merged into one, and the sword thrust out, like a shocking aurora, instantly killed the guard.

The guard's eyes condensed, and he was surprised by Chen Feng's sword.

Compared with the previous one, this sword was obviously more powerful in terms of speed and power. The unstoppable faith and determination that penetrated everything were integrated into it, which made this sword have an amazing and indestructible power.

The guard drew his sword and struck horizontally.

The two swords collided, shaking out an extremely amazing sword sound, as if everything was broken.

Chen Feng only felt an extremely powerful force rushing in like a mountain torrent, trying to smash himself. Fu Linxin's heart came, and his wrist shook, the sword body shook lightly, and the man and the sword merged, and immediately dispersed the extremely powerful force that seemed to be indestructible.

The sword moved with the body, and the second sword rushed out from different angles and different trajectories.

Under the super divine state, Chen Feng absolutely controlled all his own power, and also controlled everything around him.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

Time passed slowly, and in a super divine state, Chen Feng used all his strength to attack, and each sword struck horizontally. Each sword seemed simple, but it condensed unparalleled faith, will and strength.

Each sword was a return to the original.

It seemed simple, without the slightest bit of gorgeousness, but it contained outstanding skills and a myriad of changes.

Twelve breaths!

The sword light shattered, and a figure flew out again. This time, it did not fly back hundreds of feet and hit the wall of the palace. It just flew back dozens of feet and rolled a few circles to the ground, and then slid back several feet to stop.

Although he was repelled again, Chen Feng was not depressed at all. On the contrary, his eyes were extremely bright.

The last time, he was repelled hundreds of feet in less than three breaths, and hit the wall of the palace, and his whole body almost fell apart.

This time, he persisted for twelve breaths, fought fiercely, was repelled dozens of feet, and landed safely.

This... is progress.

This also means that his direction is right.

It's just... because he is not strong enough.

Taking a deep breath, clearing away distracting thoughts, and regaining his calm, Chen Feng closed his eyes, and the fierce battle between him and the guard in just twelve breaths suddenly emerged in his mind.

In just twelve breaths, he drew his sword thousands of times.

"The angle of this sword should be shifted three points to the left..."

"The speed of this sword can be one point faster..."

A complete and superb swordsmanship should not just pursue speed or ferocity, but should fit into a whole. Any style can be used alone, but they must be able to fit and connect with each other.

Otherwise, it would be just a broken move.

The guard stood still, just staring at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's body, the sword intent was condensed into one.

Immediately, his eyes opened, radiant light, his body and sword merged, and he swept across again.

Fierce battle!

This time it lasted for a full fifteen breaths.

Reflect, perfect, improve, and draw the sword.

Fight, fight, fight!

Eighteen breaths... twenty breaths... thirty breaths...

After each fierce battle, he would reflect, improve, and upgrade. The next time he fought, he would persist for longer and longer, because the potential of the strongest swordsmanship was constantly being tapped by Chen Feng. His swordsmanship became more and more perfect and more powerful. Although he had the same cultivation and the same sword spirit, the power he could exert after condensation was even more powerful.

The sword light was condensed to the extreme, and each sword carried unparalleled power without any leakage.

In this way, it would not cause any damage to the surroundings. Even the sword intention and sword power were extremely restrained in the sword body, without any fluctuations transmitted. At first glance, the swordsmanship seemed to have no power, but it was precisely this kind of swordsmanship that was the most terrifying.

Especially in the case of close combat, the power of this swordsmanship was extremely fierce.

Every sword was like a sure kill.

Every sword seemed ordinary, but its skills were wonderful to the peak and returned to the original.

The sword slashed through, lightly, like a breeze, but when it landed on the guard, it seemed to carry the astonishing weight of an ancient sword mountain, making the power of this sword reach an extremely terrifying level.

The guard's extremely tough armor made an obscure and harsh sound, and was immediately cut.

This... was the first time that he had injured the guard after fighting with him for hundreds of times.

To be more precise, it was the first time he hit the guard with a sword.

But it was just cutting his armor, not defeating him.

The guard was also slightly startled, he... was injured, even though it was only the armor that was cut.

Fight!

Chen Feng had a long meridian and extremely abundant physical strength. His cultivation power and sword intent also recovered very quickly. Therefore, he kept drawing the sword as if he never knew how to get tired, and displayed his sword skills to the extreme.

Cutting the guard's armor for the first time greatly inspired Chen Feng himself.

This battle... can be won! !

Every time the sword was drawn, the sword chanted as quiet as whispers.

Swinging the sword repeatedly, sword marks were all over the surroundings, crisscrossing, and each sword mark retained a terrifying sword intent.

Stab, cut, chop, wipe, pick, point, collapse...

Chen Feng used all kinds of basic sword techniques at will, and various techniques were connected, connected, and combined with each other.

Every sword and every move was a ray of sword light, and the sword lights were linked and condensed, as if they turned into a small river of sword light and moved forward.

As if a blessing came to his heart, Chen Feng was enlightened again.

In his mind, there seemed to be countless flashes of inspiration, as if countless figures appeared, each figure holding a sword and performing different sword techniques.

Immediately, figures gathered and became one, and thousands of sword lights also gathered and returned to one.

As if thousands of swords returned to their origin, an indescribable enlightenment suddenly grew and spread, surging and stirring in the sea of ​​consciousness, and rushed into Chen Feng's true spiritual consciousness.

Chen Feng's eyes were restrained and became extremely dark, as if the abyss could swallow all the light.

Immediately, as if the first ray of light from the beginning of the universe burst out from the depths of his eyes, the Emperor-Slaying Sword trembled slightly, and the sword was raised, with the sword intent extremely condensed in it.

"Infinite Sword Art·Open Heaven Style!!"

Fu Linxin was down, Chen Feng hummed, and the body of the Emperor-Slaying Sword suddenly vibrated at a high frequency, suddenly cracking the extremely solid space in this closed hall, and the sword sound seemed to resound through the ages, stirring in this closed hall, and the sword sound was like a tide.

Cut out with a sword!

On the Emperor-Slaying Sword, the sword light was mighty, and the sword light was so dazzling that it was like a divine sun rising suddenly in this hall.

Slash!!

The sword came out and fell, and the space was split open, as if splitting the chaos and breaking the vastness, cutting off the eternal sky.

As the sword was slashed out, Chen Feng suddenly felt that his power was pouring out like a flood.

Emperor Yuan, sword intention!

Unable to stop, it was fully vented and integrated into the Emperor-Slaying Sword, making the power of this sword infinitely enhanced.

It seemed that it could really cut the vastness of the world and the chaos with one sword.

The guard's eyes reflected the unparalleled and domineering sword light, and burst out with indescribable surprise and shock.

Obviously... Chen Feng's sword really amazed him.

Unexpected!

The might of the sword seemed to bring down the earth and sky, and the guard immediately felt irresistible, as if the sword could not resist the grass, trees, mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, or the sky and space.

That intention, essence, and might of the sword were incomparable and invincible.

The guard held the sword horizontally in front of him, and his whole body seemed to have turned into an eternal sword mountain, majestic, heavy, and indestructible, as he met the sword of Chen Feng.

The sword fell, and the sound of the sword broke the void and shattered everything.

A terrifying hurricane of sword energy suddenly roared in all directions, as if it crushed everything.

Such an amazing sword energy aftermath is difficult for ordinary nine-step emperors to bear. Once they fall into it, they will be seriously injured even if they are not strangled on the spot.

The two swords collided, and there was an amazing force bursting out and rebounding.

The Emperor-Slaying Sword vibrated, and it uttered a mournful cry as if it was about to break. An extremely powerful force impacted Chen Feng, and even in the super-god state, it was difficult for him to resolve it, and the whole person flew backwards at a faster speed.

However, the body of the guard still stood in place.

Like a mountain, an ancient sacred mountain that has been rooted in the earth for countless years and cannot be shaken in the slightest.

No matter how the sword energy like a world-destroying hurricane hit, it still stood still. Even if the sword energy fell on the body armor, it only cut a few sword marks, and it was not really cut.

Land!

Chen Feng stared at this scene, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he fell silent.

The sword that just came from Fu Linxin was indeed the strongest sword that he burst out in an instant. After this sword, the extremely powerful Emperor Yuan and sword intent were almost overdrawn, and the whole person felt weak from the inside out.

In other words, in a short period of time, his strength was almost gone.

Even so... but still failed to defeat the opponent.

Even Chen Feng felt that with such a sword of the Open Heaven style, it was enough to split the extremely powerful body of the Star Devourer.

Disappointment... is inevitable.

Exhaling in one breath, Chen Feng put aside all negative emotions and rekindled his fighting spirit.

Since he could burst out such a sword, then... he could continue to strengthen himself, it was nothing more than continuing to spend time.

"Trialist, congratulations..."