Great Sword Master

(Second update)

"I am the quasi-eldest son of the Seven Kills Palace, you can call me Han Ming."

The pale and gloomy face of the young man in black still maintained a strange smile, but his eyes shone with a cold and gloomy light, which was a bit scary.

"Is something wrong?"

Chen Feng was not surprised at all. After all, he could infer from the other party's clothes that he was most likely from the Seven Kills Hall, but he didn't know who exactly.

What's more, it's not surprising that the other party's body skills are so superb and he is ranked as the quasi-eldest son.

"Chen Feng, not long ago I witnessed with my own eyes a good show of fighting between fellow sect members. What do you think would happen if this spread to the ears of other fellow sect members, or even back to the sect?" Han Ming looked strange. Smiling.

"The story is very good." Chen Feng's expression did not change at all, and he said unhurriedly: "But there is no need to tell it again next time."

"Hehehehe..." Han Ming suddenly laughed strangely: "Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that the Heaven-defying Mortal Body of Huntian Sect would be such an interesting person. Do you want to deny it?"

"Whether you admit it or not, how will you treat me?" Chen Feng asked.

"Even if the quasi-sect master kills three true heirs of the same sect, there will be no good end." Han Ming still smiled strangely and said: "If you want me not to tell anyone, you can, you have to agree to three conditions."

"It's easy to say." Chen Feng suddenly chuckled, and then took a step forward like a leisurely stroll: "Don't mention three conditions, even thirty conditions...three hundred conditions are not impossible to agree to."

With that said, Chen Feng took two more steps.

The man suddenly stood up, his eyes instantly became extremely cold and sharp, and a wisp of murderous intent burst out.

The body swept sideways, the speed was pushed to the extreme, and the Liushang Sword was unsheathed and slashed out in an instant. The extremely sharp and domineering Huntian Sword Power was condensed on the sword, and it was pushed and exploded with the power of its own tyrannical body.

The ultimate murderous intention fell directly on Han Ming.

The first form of the absolute sword!

The sword never comes back!

On Han Ming's pale and gloomy face, the weird smile suddenly solidified. He felt the terrifying and extremely cold murderous intention coming over him, and only then did he understand how terrifying the power of that sword was.

In front of that sword, I couldn't help but feel that there was no way to avoid it.

It seems impossible to resist.

Once struck, he will be killed instantly.

Only then did Han Ming realize that this so-called mortal body could really defy the heavens.

You must know that he is a top holy level supernatural being.

Isn't it true that a mortal body that can compete with the top saint-level gods is not against the heavens?

There are so many creatures in this world, countless of them, and those with innate powers are only a very small part of them, not even one in a hundred thousand.

And those who possess the top holy-level supernatural powers are unique among all kinds of innate supernatural powers.

In other words, among the top ten forces, each recruits tens of thousands of new disciples every year, and those with supernatural powers are only dozens to hundreds. These are selected from ten times or more people.

There are only a handful of saint-level supernatural beings.

A thin wisp of sword light came straight to kill, the sky and the earth were clearly separated, and only one sword light was extremely bright, taking away all the brilliance.

Han Ming was frightened, and his originally erratic figure was as hazy and psychedelic as smoke, and he instantly retreated.

The sword light slashed through, directly cutting off the hazy psychedelic smoke.

However, Han Ming had already flown back several meters to avoid the strike of the sword. However, the sharp edge less than half a meter away made Han Ming feel frightened.

"Chen Feng, you can't kill me." Han Ming's figure has turned into a black shadow, erratic like a ghost, and fled away at an astonishing speed, but the dark and cold voice seemed to be transmitted in a concentrated manner. Come over: "Remember, you owe me three conditions. If you don't accept them, you will know the consequences yourself."

With that said, Han Ming had already fled away.

Chen Feng sheathed his sword and did not pursue him. His speed was beyond his own reach.

He just frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that his unexpected first sword move would fail.

"It seems that even after I have pushed the eleventh transformation of the body training, my strength is still not enough." Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly said.

If he was truly invincible to the eleventh transformation of the body training, then Han Ming would never be able to avoid that sword strike just now.

With one sword, there is death but no life.

Even if Qi Shadian is best at body skills, this is the same.

"However, I feel that my understanding of the first form of the Absolute Sword has reached a critical juncture. If I can understand it, there will definitely be a qualitative change."

It's a pity that this place is not suitable for deep enlightenment, so I can only put it down for the time being.

"But Han Ming is a trouble..."

Chen Feng's thoughts changed and he thought secretly.

No matter what the reason was, Ye Yunqi's three true disciples eventually died under his own sword.

If this matter is reported to the Huntian Sect, even if he is a quasi-sect disciple, he will never end well.

Killing fellow disciples is the most taboo thing.

Unless, no one knows, or there is no evidence to prove it.

"Next time, Han Ming must be killed."

Putting aside his thoughts, Chen Feng continued to move forward and continued to search for the holy elixir of longevity.

Qianlong Valley doesn't look particularly big, but the hidden realm of Qianlong it contains seems to be a world of its own, very vast.

In the blink of an eye, another half day passed.

Chen Feng found some more elixirs, including not only top-grade elixirs, but also top-grade elixirs.

However, there are no elixirs above the best.

And also experienced some life and death fights.

One by one, powerful enemies died under his own sword.

There are people from the Tianbing Sect, people from the Juejian Palace and the Tiandao Sect, and people from the Tianyuan Holy Land.

Kill the enemy and devour the supernatural.

Chen Feng also got some benefits.

His strength and foundation are 50% stronger than before entering the Qianlong Secret Realm.

It doesn't seem to be a big improvement from 30% to 50%, but Chen Feng is sure to kill Han Ming unexpectedly.

After fighting repeatedly, Chen Feng's strength was consumed a lot, and he had to stop and recover.

Fortunately, the fourth level of the Hun Tian Sword Body is the foundation, and the recovery speed of the Hun Tian Sword Force is amazing. With the help of the Creation Divine Scroll to refine the elixir, it only takes a quarter of an hour to restore all the consumed strength.

"Chen Feng, I finally met you."

An arrogant and cold voice came through the air, which sounded a little familiar.

Chen Feng looked back immediately.

Li Wuji, Zhao Kuang and a young man with long blue hair and a blue robe walked quickly.

Chen Feng's eyes passed over Li Wuji and Zhao Kuang and fell on the young man with long blue hair and blue robe. The long blue hair fluttered with his steps, like a long river falling down from the sky, and seemed to contain an inexplicable power.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank unconsciously.

This person... is one of the candidates for the Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land. He is a disciple of the previous class, Lan Junhe, who has the top holy Tianhe bloodline and has a high level of body forging.

Lan Junhe put his hands behind his back and walked as if he was stepping on the water, with a light and flowing feeling.

His handsome face had a half-smile, and his deep eyes fell on Chen Feng, which actually brought Chen Feng a kind of substantial pressure.

"Brother Lan, this man is none other than Chen Feng, the quasi-sovereign of the Huntian Sect." Li Wuji immediately bowed to Lan Junhe and said, "Last time, I was defeated by this man's sword. This time, I want to defeat him and kill him here with my own hands. Please allow me, Brother Lan."

"Yes." Lan Junhe still put his hands behind his back and nodded imperceptibly.

That indifferent look was like judging and dominating everything.

"Chen Feng, last time you defeated me by a sword, this time, I will win back." Li Wuji immediately shouted at Chen Feng, still so arrogant: "And, I will kill you here, take it."

After the words fell, a black light appeared in Li Wuji's hands, and a black spear suddenly appeared.

The strength of the eleventh transformation of the body forging surged out, mighty and mighty, and his skin membrane turned into bronze, much deeper than a few months ago. Obviously, his cultivation had improved a lot. Then, the black flame power also burst out without reservation, covering the whole body and quickly rushing to the black spear.

An astonishingly hot temperature immediately spread in all directions, and the open space within a few meters seemed to be burned and distorted.

Such a temperature is much stronger than a few months ago.

It is enough to show that Li Wuji has developed his own magical potential more deeply in the past few months.

Boom!

Li Wuji, who has stimulated all his strength, has a pair of eyes that seem to condense black flames. Without any hesitation, he burst out completely. The whole person is like a black flame meteorite that crosses a distance of more than ten meters. A gun carries an unparalleled murderous intent and kills violently.

This gun is devastating.

This gun is a sure kill.