Great Sword Master

(First update)

Chen Feng didn't know what the girl with the ball head was thinking.

Even if she knew, it didn't matter.

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Anyway, she didn't know who she was. If she wanted to take revenge, she would have looked for Ye Wufeng, the quasi-ancestor of Juejian Palace, at first, until she found out that the person didn't match up.

Even if she came to trouble him again, it didn't matter.

It was just a bad taste.

"Dragon marrow spirit liquid, strengthens blood, and refines the body..."

Chen Feng didn't ask how the girl with the ball head was sure that it was dragon marrow spirit liquid.

Among the seven super first-class forces in the East Desert, it is well known that the Yang family is good at making medicine and alchemy, and the Xiao family is good at casting weapons and refining.

A ray of spiritual light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He paused and took out the jade and poured out a few drops.

Each drop was milky white, rolling in the palm of his hand like mercury beads, exuding a unique fragrance, causing his own blood to fluctuate, and his body instinctively sent out a burst of desire.

"Let me try it."

Chen Feng said to himself, and immediately swallowed the three drops of dragon marrow spirit liquid.

Immediately, the three drops of dragon marrow spirit liquid released amazing power fluctuations, which were extremely powerful, as if they were going to burst Chen Feng's body directly. However, just as Chen Feng felt the load, he was swallowed up by an extremely powerful and irresistible swallowing force.

The next breath, a more pure power rushed out from the Creation Divine Scroll.

I only felt that the extremely pure power was divided into two, a small part of which flowed into the vigorous and powerful blood, and most of it was integrated into the skin, flesh, tendons, bones and internal organs of the limbs and bones.

Chen Feng clearly felt that his own blood was surging like a raging tide, and his own membrane, muscles, tendons, bones and internal organs were all trembling, being filled and strengthened at a clear speed.

Reacting, Chen Feng quickly operated the fifth level of the Hun Tian Sword Body.

Quenching, absorbing, and strengthening!

In the Huntian Sect, Master Wang Yuandao took out many spiritual medicines for him to cultivate the Huntian Sword Body. Now think about it, the spiritual medicines used at that time were at least of medium quality, and there were also high-quality, top-quality and even above-top-quality ones.

So, the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver that Master originally mentioned were a deviation.

In other words, the spiritual medicines consumed in the first stage of the Huntian Sword Body are indeed hundreds of thousands of taels, but this is also an approximation. 300,000 taels are hundreds of thousands of taels, and 990,000 taels are also hundreds of thousands of taels, which is a big deviation.

After that, the spiritual medicines used in the second stage are more valuable, and the third stage is even higher, and the fourth stage is even higher.

As for the fifth stage, Master also made it clear that he had no suitable spiritual medicines, and hoped that Chen Feng could find suitable spiritual medicines in the Qianlong Secret Realm.

The Huntian Sword Body is a top-notch body refining method, which is for the human body to have the capital to compete with the supernatural physique.

It is naturally not so easy to think of reaching this step.

It is not to say that anyone who obtains top-notch body-refining methods such as Hun Tian Battle Body and Hun Tian Sword Body can succeed in cultivation.

Without enough suitable spiritual medicine, it is wishful thinking.

Chen Feng now wants to try whether the Dragon Marrow Spiritual Liquid can help him cultivate the fifth level of Hun Tian Sword Body.

As his blood and qi became stronger, the fifth level of Hun Tian Sword Body was running, and Chen Feng clearly felt that his body was being tempered and strengthened at an astonishing speed.

It really worked.

But the power of the three drops of Dragon Marrow Spiritual Liquid was exhausted. Chen Feng did not really practice the fifth level of Hun Tian Sword Body, but he improved a lot on the original basis.

"There are nearly a thousand drops left, enough for me to practice the fifth level."

Chen Feng swallowed ten drops this time.

After swallowing, refining, absorbing, and tempering, Chen Feng could clearly feel that his body was constantly strengthening and becoming more and more powerful.

After swallowing a total of 100 drops of dragon marrow liquid, Chen Feng's body trembled involuntarily, as if there was an electric current growing and flowing in his body. Wherever it passed, his body seemed to be activated, and it seemed to break some shackles and surpass the limit.

Waves of powerful forces were connected and formed into one, vibrating in all parts of Chen Feng's body.

Strong!

This force was very strong and permeated every part of his body.

Chen Feng immediately felt clearly that his physique was obviously more than twice as strong.

This feeling was very familiar, it was the feeling of breakthrough.

In other words, his Hun Tian Sword Body broke through from the fourth level to the fifth level.

In terms of physical strength, it is not inferior to some more powerful saint-level divine physiques.

Of course, compared with the top divine physiques such as Tian Gang Saint Body and Black Dragon Battle Body, there is still a gap, unless it is practiced into the sixth level Hun Tian Sword Body.

Carefully feeling himself, his skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs were stronger than before, and his qi and blood were extremely strong, surging like a raging tide, making waves of roaring sounds. When it was running, Chen Feng's skin was rendered red.

Chen Feng also discovered.

The characteristics formed by the Creation Divine Scroll swallowing various innate magical powers to temper the body were also enhanced, obviously doubled.

"In other words, it is precisely because of this that more dragon marrow spirit liquid is needed..."

One go!

Chen Feng continued to take the dragon marrow spirit liquid to temper his body.

This time, he took twenty drops at a time, and the tempering effect was even more amazing. Fortunately, Chen Feng's body was strong enough, otherwise, it would be difficult to bear the load of the instantaneous explosion. Of course, if there was no Creation Divine Scroll, Chen Feng would not dare to swallow it like this.

Why did the girl with the ball head say that she wanted to teach Chen Feng a lesson and take back the dragon marrow spirit liquid.

It was because she knew that refining dragon marrow liquid was not easy.

I never expected that there would be such an anomaly as Chen Feng.

After consuming another three hundred drops of dragon marrow liquid, Chen Feng's body exploded, and his power surged like electricity, breaking the limit.

The sixth level of Huntian Sword Body!

powerful!

Stronger than ever!

Every inch of skin, every muscle, every tendon, every bone, every organ contains astonishing power and vitality.

His energy and blood were more than twice as strong as before.

"Beat the old me..." Chen Feng exhaled a breath. The breath was like a roaring wind, blowing on the cave wall ten meters away, making a dull sound.

As Huntian Sword's power surges, it is constantly being tempered, gradually improving and becoming more powerful.

The Huntian Sword Strength is a fusion of the Huntian Sword Body and the Huntian Sword Body. The stronger the Huntian Sword Body is, the higher the Huntian Sword Strength will be.

Similarly, with more powerful Qi and blood as the backing, the tempering and improvement of strength will be more significant.

Chen Feng did not hesitate at all and raised the Huntian Sword Body from the fourth level to the sixth level. It only took half an hour. So, he might as well attack the Huntian Sword Body at the seventh level.

As long as he masters the seventh-level Huntian Sword Body, he will have a powerful body comparable to a god-level supernatural physique.

Even if there is no unique power of the gods themselves, there is some gap, but at least it can be comparable to it in terms of physical strength.

In terms of overall strength, the sixth-level Huntian Sword Body can only be compared with the stronger holy-level magical physiques, but cannot be compared with the top holy-level magical physiques.

Then, in terms of overall strength, the seventh-level Huntian Sword Body should only be comparable to the top saint-level gods.

Continue refining.

But after refining about two hundred drops of dragon marrow liquid, Chen Feng felt that his Huntian Sword body had been further strengthened, but it seemed to have reached its limit.

"This is……"

"Could it be that the limit of the dragon marrow liquid prevents me from breaking through to the seventh level of the Huntian Sword Body?"

After Chen Feng carefully sensed it, he came to a conclusion.

In any case, the seventh level of the Huntian Sword Body is ultimately the level that is comparable to the god-level miraculous physique, and is essentially different from the holy-level miraculous body.

In this way, it is actually quite reasonable.

"There are still 400 drops of dragon marrow liquid left, but it can be reserved for other uses."

Feeling the power contained in his body, it was as if he was stuffed into a volcano. Chen Feng couldn't help but smile, and then he showed a look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After all, my body has become stronger, and it is much more difficult to break through to the Twelve Transformations of Body Forging.

"But with my current physical strength, coupled with the gradually increasing Huntian Sword Strength, I don't think I have to retreat when I meet Lan Junhe again..." Chen Feng thought to himself, the fighting spirit in his heart rose, and he really wanted to meet Lan Junhe. Lan Junhe, fight him again.

And then... kill him!

Putting away his thoughts, Chen Feng continued to move forward.

The deeper you dig, the more spiritual sources you dig out, and the quality seems to be better.

During this period, it is inevitable that we will encounter people who are short-sighted. They are not as knowledgeable as the girl with a round head, and they all become dead souls under Chen Feng's sword.

Chen Feng devoured a lot of innate magical power, and the sixth-level Huntian Sword Body was strengthened in various ways, and the strength of the Huntian Sword was also improved in various ways.

This also means that the foundation becomes more powerful and amazing.

"After devouring so much magical power, there is still no change in the divine creation..."

After sensing it carefully, Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh.

I just got some soup, but my foundation has improved a lot, and my strength has been continuously improved to a point that I don't even know now, without changing my cultivation level.

However, the God of Creation has not changed at all.

This can't help but make Chen Feng feel surprised, and he becomes more and more curious about the origin of the God of Creation.

"We must find my mother and ask her questions clearly."

Chen Feng secretly said.

But now, I don't know where my mother has gone.

"I wonder if dad has returned to the family?"

Chen Feng thought again.

"After I break through to the realm of acuity training, I will find time to return to my family."

Going deeper, apart from constantly finding spiritual sources, Chen Feng did not find other treasures similar to dragon marrow liquid, which was a pity.

The best, of course, is to be able to find the holy medicine directly, or find a treasure that can allow your Huntian Sword Body to break its limits and advance to the seventh level.

Passing through a crack, Chen Feng immediately felt an astonishingly sharp aura falling on him.

It was as if the edge of a sword was close to his body, as if his skin was being torn apart, giving Chen Feng a feeling of hair standing on end.

At the first moment, Chen Feng stared away.

Then he saw a young man in a green robe, putting a piece of human head into the empty ring, which was emitting pure and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations. His eyes followed, with extreme sharpness, like the edge of a sword. Break everything.

"The one who uses the sword is not a disciple of my Juejian Palace. Who are you? Tell me your name..."