Great Sword Master

(Second update)

The blade flashed, and the blade was unmatched.

With one strike, everything would be cut open, and the shocking blade pressure was like a waterfall falling from the sky, pressing down fiercely.

Chen Feng's eyes condensed, and his eyes flashed like a howling storm.

He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised it high, and the power of the mixed heaven sword burst out without reservation, surging and rushing, penetrating the sword body, and all around him, layers of invisible aura swept like a hurricane.

Tianfeng Three Absolute Swords·Storm Kill!

The sword and the sword collided!

The strongest blow, as powerful as a bamboo, exploded with a terrifying and sharp sound, shattering the surrounding air, leaving scratches.

The two figures paused, and then retreated violently.

The knife and the sword were both trembling, and the sound they made was harsh and sharp.

Chen Feng retreated several meters, his body swayed, and he used the Heaven and Earth Wandering Dragon Body Skill. He looked back like a dragon, and with a touch of his toes, it seemed as if a stream of air around him turned into strong wind and gusts, whistling non-stop.

Wind Demon Hundred Fierce·Wild Wind and Strong Grass!

This is a body skill, a footwork, and even a leg skill.

Chen Feng's speed increased to the extreme, and a leg shadow was violent, fierce and fast, kicking Zhao Kuang fiercely.

The sudden attack caught Zhao Kuang off guard, and he could only block Chen Feng's kick with his sword in front of him, and the whole person retreated violently again.

Chen Feng's figure flashed, like a shadow.

Wind Demon Hundred Fierce·Storm Destroys the City!

Twenty leg shadows broke through the air and continuously bombarded Zhao Kuang.

Zhao Kuang could only hold his sword to resist, and the whole person retreated violently again, only to feel a terrifying force attacking and bombarding him crazily, and his blood and qi were shaking and surging, and he almost vomited.

The twenty leg shadows paused slightly, as if they were gathered together in an instant, condensing into a leg shadow that seemed to be substantial, and the aura it exuded was several times more powerful.

Wind Demon Hundred Fierce Demon Wind Howl!

After his cultivation broke through to the eleventh transformation of body forging, his Hun Tian Sword Force was not only more powerful, but also more vigorous, and his recovery speed was also faster.

As a result, it was easier for Chen Feng to use his top-grade martial arts than before, and the power he could exert was also much stronger.

With one blow, Zhao Kuang's sword was immediately shaken away, and the whole person could not bear the power of Chen Feng's leg. He retreated several meters and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Yunqi came on the field and was easily defeated. Xiao Xuanwu won one and lost one, but Chen Feng defeated two people.

This is simply...

Incredible!

Chi Xingzi frowned, his eyes were cold and blazing, as if there was a trace of murderous intent lingering.

Wang Yuandao smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Although he had confidence in his disciple, the opponent was after all the quasi-holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land, with extraordinary talent and strength.

Wang Yuandao was not sure whether Chen Feng could defeat him.

But, no matter what, a battle was inevitable.

Even if he lost, it was a kind of sharpening for himself.

The sword is sharpened by grinding!

If it is not tempered, how can it be forged into a peerless edge.

No one is born undefeated.

The real strong are never afraid of failure, learn lessons from failures again and again, and forge ahead.

But, if you can win, why lose?

"You are the only one left." Chen Feng's eyes moved away from Zhao Kuang and fell on the boy in black battle clothes, saying slowly.

"It's really beyond my expectation." The young man in black battle clothes was silent for a moment, then spoke, but his expression was still so arrogant and indifferent, and his deep dark eyes seemed to look down from above: "You are qualified to know my name, my name is Li Wuji."

After the voice fell, Li Wuji stretched out his right arm, and a black ring on his finger suddenly flashed with light.

The black light was seen spitting out, and a pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, exuding an amazing spiritual weapon.

Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment.

Just now, this person didn't use the spear when fighting with him.

Could it be that he still has hidden means?

The spear is his main skill?

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help but clench his fists, and his face looked a little ugly.

Chen Feng's eyes fell on the pitch-black spear in the other's hand, a little surprised.

Soon, a trace of excitement grew from the depths of his heart.

Just now, Li Wuji fought with Xiao Xuanwu and suppressed Xiao Xuanwu. His strength was indeed good, but at best, he was only slightly stronger than Zhao Kuang who had just tried his best.

If he fought with all his strength, he would definitely be defeated by his own sword.

That... would be too boring.

At this moment, it seemed that the opponent had held back in the battle with Xiao Xuanwu.

Li Wuji held a black spear in his hand, and his magical power surged, immediately penetrating the spear, as if activating something, and a black light burst out, like a flame covering the blazing fire, the air was ignited and became scorched, the temperature rose, and everything was scorched.

The next breath, Li Wuji took a step forward, the spear trembled lightly, and smashed the air like a black dragon and bombarded to kill.

A spear was as swift as the wind, as aggressive as fire, and as domineering as thunder.

The amazing spear power pressed across the sky and rushed to Chen Feng, making his face stern.

Pressure!

Real pressure!

Li Wuji's strength is stronger than the blue-clothed girl and even Zhao Kuang.

Even among the top saint-level geniuses, there are actually differences in strength.

Li Wuji's strength is undoubtedly the strongest among the three.

The spear broke through the air, as violent as thunder.

Chen Feng's figure floated up like a gust of wind, and his sword turned into a stream of light and broke through the air to stab.

As soon as he approached, Chen Feng felt the astonishing heat emanating from the other party, as if scorching everything and turning it into ashes.

Li Wuji's spearmanship was superb, and the one he used was a top-grade spearmanship with extremely strong power.

That spearmanship matched his magic perfectly, and when it was used, it was like a burning black flame, piercing through everything.

But Chen Feng's performance was even more amazing.

He could easily master the Fengying Twenty-Four Swords, Tianfeng Three Swords, and the Deadly Eight Styles, which had been upgraded to the level of top-grade martial arts.

Tiandi Youlong Body Technique and Fengmo Bailie were constantly used, alternating between the Ten Shadows Phantom Shape and the Wave-Stepping Step, making Chen Feng's figure even more erratic, even more vivid than when he fought with Zhao Kuang just now.

"This boy actually mastered so many martial arts..."

"Is the so-called high comprehension really so high?" Hun Tian Sect Master Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes lit up slightly, thinking endlessly.

As the sect master, he is also a powerful person in the Hedao realm. He is well-informed and naturally knows that once anything reaches its extreme, it will have extraordinary potential.

General high comprehension is naturally excellent among ordinary people.

But among a group of supernatural beings, especially those who have reached the Saint-level supernatural level, it is not outstanding. At best, it is about the same as the King-level supernatural.

However, the potential of the King-level supernatural is very different from that of the Saint-level supernatural.

But Chen Feng's high comprehension seems to be unusual to Tuoba Wuxiang.

From ancient times to the present, there are people with simple high comprehension, but who can master so many high-grade and even high-grade martial arts at Chen Feng's age and background?

Moreover, he can use them freely.

"No, I seem to have overlooked something..." Tuoba Wuxiang stared at the two sides fighting fiercely, his eyes fell on Chen Feng, his brows slightly wrinkled, thinking, always feeling that there was something important that he had overlooked, and then, his eyes lit up, and radiance bloomed: "So that's it!"

"It's the body!"

"If Chen Feng was just a mortal body, he would never be able to fight against the Saint-level gods."

"Huntian Sword Body!"

"Chen Feng has cultivated the Huntian Sword Body, that breath, domineering and sharp, extraordinary, definitely not the first level of Huntian Sword Body."

"At least the fourth level!"

After understanding this, Tuoba Wuxiang sucked in a breath of cold air.

As the master of the sect, he naturally knew the difficulty and painful process of cultivating the Huntian Battle Body and the Huntian Sword Body.

Every time he cultivated, it was like a torture, which was unbearable. Those with weak wills would collapse directly, and those with weak mental strength would not be able to control their power. Not only would they fail in cultivation, but they would also be injured.

Even if they succeeded in cultivation, it would take a lot of time.

Moreover, the further you go in each level of cultivation, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes.

After you have mastered one level, you will have to wait for a few months or even a few years before you can continue to practice the next level.

How long has Chen Feng been in the sect?

He has already mastered the fourth level of the Hun Tian Sword Body?

It is incredible!

For a moment, Tuoba Wuxiang felt that Chen Feng was not just a person with high comprehension, but must have other special features.

Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes fell on Wang Yuandao, and he said secretly: "Junior Brother Wang, you are lucky this time."

Wang Yuandao noticed Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes, and seemed to understand something, and nodded imperceptibly.

At this moment, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji has intensified to the extreme.

The collision of swords and guns burst out with an extremely shocking momentum, a sharp explosion, and layers of energy also rushed in all directions.

Zhao Kuang and the girl in blue looked extremely solemn.

Although Li Wuji's strength cannot be called the first among the tens of thousands of disciples accepted by Tianyuan Holy Land this year, he can be called the second, much stronger than them.

But now, he can't defeat a mortal body?

It's like a dream.

"Mortal body?" The two suddenly came to their senses and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

Mortal bodies are limited, how can they fight them head-on?

Gradually, more people noticed this point that they had just ignored.

Chi Xingzi's eyes flashed with red stars, falling on Chen Feng's body, observing carefully, as if to see through it.

This one look, you can feel that it is extraordinary.

"Huntian Sword Body!" Chi Xingzi said in a serious voice: "At least the fourth level of Huntian Sword Body, Wang Yuandao, how did your disciple practice?"

"It's none of your business." Wang Yuandao responded.

A hint of anger flashed in Chi Xingzi's eyes, but he suppressed it.

This is the Huntian Sect after all.

However, his eyes stared at Wang Yuandao with murderous intent, and Wang Yuandao was not afraid to look at him.

So what if he is in the Hedao realm?

Try your best, you may not be unable to kill him.

When a person knows that his life span is short, he will either sink in despair, or be free and easy, or be fearless.

Wang Yuandao belongs to the latter two.

At the same time, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji has reached the moment of victory or defeat.

Li Wuji's whole body was shaking, all his strength was surging, and his whole breath and spear were in harmony, bursting down from the sky, like a black meteorite falling from the sky, shattering everything.

Chen Feng looked up and stared, and his body squatted slightly while his strength was surging.

The sword was leaning on his waist, and the sword body was constantly shaking and trembling, and a strong sword power was spreading out.

"The Thirteen Styles of the Absolute Sword..."

Tuoba Wuxiang murmured.

Everyone was shocked.