Great Sword Master

What is this called?

It was as if everyone was preparing for a decisive battle, and suddenly someone robbed their home.

Who wouldn't be confused?

"Who are you?"

"Hand over the Ghostly Dark Fire?"

Immediately, a series of fierce shouts rang out, and a series of completely different but extremely terrifying martial arts might pressed in, as if to suppress and tear this person apart.

Chen Feng suddenly woke up.

He was just protected by the power of starlight in the void channel, and his own strength was also consumed a lot before he could leave the channel.

I didn't expect it to come out.

As a result, something drilled into his body.

Then there were twelve masters at the peak of the Return to Origin Realm who unscrupulously released powerful martial arts might to oppress and threaten him.

What is this called?

Chen Feng was also a little confused.

But Chen Feng woke up in an instant, and after a careful feeling, he found that what had sneaked into his body was a ball of gray-white flame, which was filled with an extremely shocking coldness and contained extremely terrifying evil spirits, and the power seemed extremely amazing.

This gray-white flame is circling around his Qi pill that is as solid as a substance.

Chen Feng felt it more carefully, with a look of surprise and realization on his face.

It turned out that... this ball of gray-white flame was attracted by the Yuansha power that he had melted, and then took the initiative to enter his body.

It can be seen that the Yuansha power has a great temptation to this flame.

But this moment is not the time to study it carefully.

"Where is this?"

Chen Feng asked back as if he had not noticed it, despite the pressure of twelve extremely powerful martial arts.

I... can no longer feel the door when I entered.

It means that I am thousands of miles away from that door.

The ancient battlefield is extremely vast.

The Hedao realm of Hun Tian Zong don't know how big the ancient battlefield is.

"No matter who you are, that Ghostly Dark Fire belongs to our Fire Refining Palace. Hand it over and I'll spare your life."

The Guiyuan Realm of the Fire Refining Palace said angrily, and the aura on his body became hotter and hotter, rolling and sweeping away, as if to burn Chen Feng to ashes, but this kind of heat still had no effect on Chen Feng.

Too weak.

"Ghostly Dark Fire... Fire Refining Palace..."

Chen Feng frowned slightly.

This was the first time he heard the name of Fire Refining Palace.

Of course, in addition to the top ten forces in the East Wilderness, there are thousands of forces, and there may be a force called Fire Refining Palace. As for the name of Ghostly Dark Fire, Chen Feng heard it for the first time.

Combining everything, Chen Feng couldn't help but draw an inference.

Fire Refining Palace is very likely not part of the East Wilderness.

In other words, he may have been far away from the ancient battlefield portal of the East Wilderness and appeared in other realms.

For a moment, Chen Feng didn't know what to say.

"It seems that you don't plan to hand it over. In this case..." As the angry voice fell, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly erupted. Immediately, the Guiyuan Realm of the Fire Refining Palace suddenly rose up, and his true essence was as red as fire, exuding an extremely hot and amazing heat.

A red palm print condensed, carrying a terrifying power, and slammed fiercely.

The power of such a blow was extremely powerful, giving Chen Feng the feeling that it was not inferior to the disciple of the Absolute Sword Palace with a magical sword pupil who was killed by him before.

However, even though he had just come out of the void channel at this moment and his strength had declined significantly, Chen Feng was not afraid.

Draw the sword!

The starlight sword light cut off everything in an instant, and under the astonishing sword power, it immediately split the red palm print.

The starlight sword broke through the air, extremely fast, and immediately split the opponent's body, blood and internal organs splashed, and the strong smell of blood was extremely pungent, spreading in all directions.

The magical power in his body was also swallowed by Chen Feng in an instant.

"Damn it, you dare to kill my Fire Refining Palace disciples, you are dead."

"I will turn you into ashes."

The remaining two Fire Refining Palace disciples were stunned at first, and then roared in anger, the magical power was activated, and the violent murderous intent mixed with unparalleled fiery power exploded instantly, like a volcanic eruption.

The two suddenly jumped up, a palm print broke, and a red light slashed like a knife.

The others did not make a move.

After all, they did not belong to the Fire Refining Palace.

Chen Feng's face did not change, and the Zhan Tian Yuan Sword was slashed out again.

The Xinghui Sword Gang was domineering and boundless, and immediately shattered the red knife light and palm print, and slashed through the bodies of the two people like a broken bamboo.

One sword cut in two!

The smell of blood became more and more pungent, and everyone else was stunned.

How could it be?

The other party's breath was obviously just true qi, and it had not yet reached the level of true essence.

Why is his strength so strong?

"Could it be... this person is a demon with divine supernatural powers?"

A thought popped up in everyone's mind.

But, even if it is a demon with divine supernatural powers, it is impossible to kill a Guiyuan realm person in the Condensation Realm like killing a chicken.

What's more, it is a peak level of the Guiyuan realm.

Or is it that this person's divine supernatural powers are extremely superb, and are the top level of divine supernatural powers, that is, the quasi-supreme level supernatural powers?

However, can a demon with quasi-supreme level supernatural powers easily kill the peak of the Guiyuan realm in the Condensation Realm?

That is a genius with king-level supernatural powers.

"You... also want to try my sword?" Chen Feng raised his sword and swept his eyes over, cold and sharp, with an indifferent tone.

The nine Guiyuan realms unconsciously changed their faces and retreated one after another.

"Where are you from?" Chen Feng asked back, not caring about other people's opinions at all.

"We are from the Baizhan Sect." The young man in armor responded immediately.

"We are members of the Yuan family of the Heavenly Sword." The young man in a silver shirt with a long sword on his back said.

"We are from Lielei Mountain." The young man wearing a purple electric pattern robe also responded.

"I mean...where are you from the Spiritual Wasteland?" Chen Feng frowned slightly and asked again.

Everyone looked at each other.

The other party's words seemed to reveal a message.

"Middle-earth!"

These people were shocked by Chen Feng's power and had no choice but to answer.

"Middle-earth..."

Chen Feng couldn't help but be slightly startled, as if he was in a trance.

Originally, when he learned that his father belonged to the Chen clan in Middle-earth, and that he also had the blood of the Chen clan, Chen Feng thought about finding an opportunity to go to the Chen clan in Middle-earth.

Don't say whether you want to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan.

Just because Dad is in the Chen clan, he has to make a trip.

However, what I thought at the time was that when I broke through to the Divine Wheel Realm, I would be able to fly with a weapon, and my speed would be even faster.

I just didn't expect that things happened one after another, so that now, I haven't gone to Chen's family yet.

However, this time I actually thought about it. After the ancient battlefield is closed and left, I will prepare to leave for Middle-earth. Firstly, I will visit the Chen family, and secondly, I will have some experience in Middle-earth.

It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

He never expected that in this ancient battlefield, he would meet people from Middle Earth.

No, to be precise, he should have accidentally wandered from the realm of the Eastern Wasteland to the realm of the Middle Earth.

According to the powerful people of Huntian Sect, the ancient battlefield corresponds to the great world of Shenhuang.

"Which direction is the gateway to Middle-earth?"

Chen Feng suddenly asked.

The nine people were startled, and then they all pointed out.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just because the directions pointed by these nine people are different.

Three directions!

Nine people pointed out three directions.

Of the three directions, one may be true, of course, all may be false.

Apparently, the other party also guessed that he did not belong to Middle-earth.

But so what?

Chen Feng didn't care at all.

"Interesting. It seems that you want to test whether my sword is sharp enough."

Chen Feng chuckled.

Xiaocheng's sword force burst out without reservation, pressing in all directions. The expressions of the nine people immediately changed dramatically, as if they were oppressed by the mountain of swords, almost suffocating.

A sword suddenly slashed out.

Three star swords slashed through the air in an instant, instantly killing one person on each side.

The magic was also directly swallowed by Chen Feng.

The remaining six people turned pale with fear, but they did not dare to fight back.

The difference in strength is too big.

Once they take action, they will be ruthlessly killed by the opponent.

"Give you one last chance."

Chen Feng raised his sword, showed a faint smile, and said unhurriedly.

That smile as warm as the spring breeze made the six survivors turn pale, as if the devil was mocking them maliciously.

In unison, the six people immediately pointed in the same direction, which was also one of the three directions just now.

"Let me believe you."

Chen Feng smiled slightly, sheathed his sword, rolled up the empty rings of the dead people with his spiritual power, and quickly flew away in the direction pointed by the six people.

"Who are you?"

A disciple of the Tian Dao Yuan family immediately had the courage to speak.

"I won't change my name or my surname. I don't want you to know that I am Xing Zhen, the third eldest son of Donghuang Tianyuan Holy Land. If you want revenge, just come."

A voice came over immediately.

"From Donghuang..."

"I know Tianyuan Holy Land, one of the three holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland."

"Excellent, the third eldest son Xing Zhen, whoever killed us must make him pay a heavy price."

If Xing Zhen knew that if he died, he would be dragged out by Chen Feng to draw hatred, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would survive.

(To be fair, it is still required to subscribe to monthly recommended tickets, but it is not unreasonable to ask for it)