Great Sword Master

The void was boundless, dark and cold.

A human-shaped statue made of black frost solidified like crystals stood in the void, motionless.

Crack!

A subtle sound suddenly came from Chen Feng's body. The black frost solidified like crystals trembled, and the first subtle crack appeared immediately. Immediately, the sound of crackling continued, and more subtle cracks spread in all directions at an alarming speed, covering the whole body.

From the countless subtle cracks, a series of extremely intense red lights burst out in an extremely domineering manner.

Boom!

Like a volcano that had accumulated for thousands of years suddenly erupted, the terrifying magma-like red light burst out, and with an extremely domineering attitude, it immediately shattered the black frost covering the whole body. The astonishingly hot high temperature burned everything, and also quickly melted the shattered black frost.

Immediately, Chen Feng raised his head, his eyes fixed on the black crescent moon in the sky.

Clang!

The sword rang melodiously, high and sharp, and immediately a dark blue sword light carrying an unparalleled sword power immediately locked onto the black crescent moon and cut through it like a broken bamboo.

The black crescent moon was immediately cut off, and all the cold and chilly power dissipated.

...

Puff!

In the dark fortress, the little saint master in the gray robe trembled all over, as if struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from under the black hood, splashing on the ground, spreading a cold and chilly air.

"Little Saint Master!"

His Highness Mo Shan and a group of demons were shocked.

The way of the saint master or the way of the magic master is obviously different from the general martial arts practice. They do not pay attention to the practice of the body, but pay more attention to the soul. They develop the potential of the soul in different ways and master unique secrets. Compared with martial arts, they are more unique and strange.

Unexpectedly, the secret art of the dark moon was broken by the opponent after performing the spell in the air.

The little saint master also suffered a backlash.

Immediately, the tall body of the little Saint Master trembled again, and he could not help but feel a sense of being locked. The aura that locked him was hard to feel where it came from, but it was extremely sharp and overbearing, as if a sword from the sky was hanging in the air and locked him, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows and pressing against his soul. An indescribable sense of crisis emerged, as if lingering between his souls.

"Your Highness, that human sword cultivator has locked me."

The cold voice of the little Saint Master sounded, but there was no panic at all.

"Locked?"

His Highness Mo Shan and a group of demons were startled, and it was a little difficult to understand.

How to lock?

"That human sword cultivator should have practiced a soul-sensing and tracking type of soul-sensing secret method..."

Little Saint Master Mingyue spoke again.

If Chen Feng heard it, he would be surprised.

He was just performing the soul-locking secret method of the Wanli Soul Locking to lock the aura of the severed black crescent moon and trace its source. This was also an attempt of his own. After all, he came to sense the aura he left behind before, and this was the first time he sensed the aura of others.

Chen Feng was not sure whether he could succeed.

Unexpectedly, this secret method of the Yuanshen that he spent a lot of time to create was indeed extraordinary. It did not disappoint him and actually locked onto the source of the black crescent moon.

It was inside a dark fortress, coming from a figure covered in a gray robe.

In just a moment, Chen Feng grasped the position of the gray-robed figure.

With a thought, Chen Feng suddenly rose up and turned into a blue sword light, which swiftly crossed the void like an aurora and rushed to the direction of the Wanli Soul Lock.

His Qi training and body training broke through to the Lesser Saint Realm and stabilized at the Lesser Saint Realm.

However, when he was at the limit of the Void Saint Realm, he had a stronger strength than the limit of the Lesser Saint Realm. Now that he had broken through and improved across the great realm, and had swallowed the thunder tribulation into his body twice in a row, he further tempered himself, which was equivalent to further strengthening on the basis of the original normal breakthrough.

In addition, with the breakthrough of the sword, he was promoted to the Middle Saint Soldier and mastered the second level of the God and Demon Star Picking Hand.

It can be said that his strength has increased dramatically.

Chen Feng thought that even the limit of ordinary small saints could not block his sword.

With such strength, Chen Feng is naturally more confident.

The enemies used strange means to calculate on his head. If he was not strong enough, he would not be able to withstand the freezing of the black crescent moon before, and his life would be extinct.

How can such a great hatred be ignored?

Even, he was unwilling to delay it.

As a sword cultivator, we should avenge our hatred, quickly and accurately.

The blue sword light swept through the void and quickly approached the direction of the first dark fortress.

In the distance, some people also saw the sword light passing by, but they didn't care.

Not long after, a figure came towards him.

"Chen Feng!"

The figure stared at the blue sword light and was slightly startled. Obviously, he didn't expect to see Chen Feng here, and then he called out directly.

"Chen Jiandao..."

Chen Feng's eyes condensed and he saw the man clearly.

"Chen... Young Emperor." Chen Jiandao spoke again, but this time he did not call Chen Feng directly, but called him Young Emperor. However, it can be seen that his expression was still somewhat tangled, as if he recognized the authority of Chen Feng as the Young Emperor of the Chen family, but seemed a little unwilling.

Chen Feng nodded, but did not say anything.

He and Chen Jiandao... were not familiar with each other. Compared with Chen Tianyi and the others, their relationship was far worse, not to mention that Chen Jiandao and Chen Tianjue and others were not convinced by their Young Emperor.

Although Chen Feng did not care, it did not mean that he did not care.

"Congratulations to the young emperor for his great progress in cultivation." Chen Jiandao felt the aura of the Lesser Saint Realm but extremely powerful emanating from Chen Feng, and his heart was extremely complicated. Originally, he was about the same as Luo Zhongyu, and even surpassed him, but Luo Zhongyu was killed by Chen Feng. After entering the tenth level of the Heavenly Road, he got an opportunity and made great progress in cultivation, so he thought he could surpass Chen Feng.

But one piece of news after another made him realize that it was difficult to surpass Chen Feng.

After more than three years, he met Chen Feng again. Although his cultivation reached the peak level of the Lesser Saint Realm, he still felt an indescribable pressure when facing Chen Feng.

This shows a problem.

Chen Feng's strength is very strong, strong enough to threaten himself.

That's why Chen Jiandao felt so complicated.

He... had worked hard enough.

For the sake of being a member of the Chen family, Chen Feng casually dealt with Chen Jiandao for a few words, and once again turned into a sword light and flew away.

Staring at the sword light of Chen Feng's departure, Chen Jiandao remained silent. After his eyes trembled several times, he seemed to have made some kind of decision, shattering the hesitation in his eyes. Then, the aura of the peak of the Lesser Saint Realm burst out, instantly pushing himself to burst out at an astonishing speed and quickly chase in the direction where Chen Feng flew.

However, even if Chen Jiandao increased his speed to the extreme, he could not catch up with Chen Feng. On the contrary, he was getting farther and farther away.

Chen Jiandao could not help but be more shocked.

This speed was so fast.

"Faster than Chen Tianjue..." Chen Jiandao looked at the sword light that disappeared without a trace in front of him, and couldn't help but say to himself.

Chen Tianjue is the limit of the Lesser Saint Realm, which is better than his peak.

However, his speed is only a little faster than his own, and it is impossible to be so much faster.

Even though Chen Feng's figure was gone, Chen Jiandao did not stop, and continued to fly forward at a high speed. After all, although Chen Feng was very fast and lost his trace, he also left behind his aura. Following the aura, he could always follow Chen Feng, and there would always be a time to catch up.

As for why?

Perhaps he had made a decision and no longer hesitated.

Flying forward, Chen Jiandao gradually frowned.

"This direction..."

"Is the young emperor going to break through the Heavenly Gate?"

Chen Jiandao muttered to himself, and then his face changed drastically.

The Heavenly Gate had been blocked by the demons, and those demons stationed here were extremely powerful. More importantly, the strongest demon guarding this Heavenly Gate was in charge of the imperial weapon, and its own strength was extremely terrifying.

Three human race's little saints had joined forces, but they could not take him down.

Even if the imperial weapon was used, it would be difficult to break the demons' battle formation and break their blockade.

Chen Jiandao admitted that Chen Feng did shock him, but it was impossible for him to break through the Heavenly Gate by his own strength.

Chen Jiandao was not sure whether it was true or not.

But this direction was indeed heading towards the Heavenly Gate.

Moreover, Chen Jiandao could already feel the dark aura that was unique to the demon clan that permeated the void.

In an instant, Chen Jiandao's hesitation that was shattered grew again.

If Chen Feng really went to break through the Heavenly Gate, with his strength, he really couldn't get through. In fact, he was very likely to be trapped in the siege of the demon army, and there was a high possibility that he would die here.

If Chen Feng died, it would definitely be a huge loss for the Chen family.

Chen Jiandao's thoughts turned, and he immediately sent a message with the family secret order to all Chen family members.

As for himself, he gritted his teeth and set off again in the direction where Chen Feng flew. Since he had made a decision, he should act like a decision and must not be indecisive.

Even if it cost his life.

As for the secret order to summon the Chen family, whether to come or not depends on their own choice.

After all, the difficulty of breaking through the Heavenly Gate is not the same as before. It is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you are not careful, you may die.

As for whether it is a mistake?

If it is, it is better. If it is not, it will just waste everyone's time.

"Well..."

Chen Feng, who was flying at full speed, naturally received the secret order information. After all, Chen Jiandao sent it directly to all the Chen family members and did not deliberately avoid him.

"Chen Jiandao..."

Chen Feng's heart also surged with some complicated feelings.

He never thought that Chen Jiandao would actually send a secret order to summon the Chen family to the Heavenly Gate to reinforce him.

"Chen family..."

For a while, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of the concept of family.

With a slight smile, Chen Feng did not pause at all and continued to move forward. As for whether the Chen family came or not, it was all right. Of course, in the end, whether they came or not, in his mind, there was also a difference.

Looking ahead, Chen Feng saw a huge fortress lying in the dark void.

That... was the source of the black crescent aura sensed by the Wanli Soul Locking Yuanshen Secret Method.

Originally, he didn't know when he would come here, but he didn't expect to come now. It was really unexpected, but he was not afraid.

Hundreds or thousands of demons?

Demons at the limit of the Lesser Saint Realm?

Holding the Emperor's Arms?

So... what?

It's just a battle. As a sword cultivator, why should I be afraid of a battle!