Great Sword Master

The long river of time flows with no beginning, no end, no bounds and no end.

The waves splashed, containing small worlds and worlds, which were unique and mysterious. Then, a slender figure covered in endless divine rays of light stepped out of a wave, as if coming to this world across time and space.

Although it was not the first time I saw it, it still felt shocking and extremely mysterious, and I couldn't see through it at all.

Not being able to see through it makes people even more awe-struck.

The strength of the future body is based on the strength of Chen Feng, and then increases to an astonishing height.

Chen Feng's cultivation of the Three Lives Spirit has reached the limit of the Holy Lord Realm, and his own strength has also increased, and the strength of his future body has also increased.

"Such a breath..."

Shen Lingjun stared at his future body with a bright light in his eyes.

"Only one step away from becoming a general..."

Summoning the future body, the future body slashed across the void with a sword. The calamity light was struck down like nine heavenly divine thunders, and it instantly killed the seven-star quasi-emperor of the Nether clan. The void was split, and the face of the seven-star quasi-emperor of the Nether clan changed drastically. Under the terrifying power of that sword, there was nothing he could do, and it was even difficult for him to gather his own strength.

One sword strike will kill him.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Feng activated the power of the God of Creation to devour it.

kill!

Starting from the sword of the future body, the three quasi-emperors of the three families also took action violently, killing without mercy.

While Chen Feng was devouring the power of the slain Nether Tribe, he did not just sit back and watch, but directly drew his sword and struck across the air.

Mingsha swordsmanship!

The art of swordsmanship cannot be improved by practicing behind closed doors. Only by holding a sword to kill the enemy, feeling the rhythm of the sword and experiencing the edge of the sword in the midst of fierce battles and killings, can one achieve enlightenment and then improve.

These Nether Tribes, whether in the Holy King Realm or the Holy Lord Realm, have become the targets for Chen Feng to hone his swordsmanship.

Understand the mystery of Mingsha swordsmanship in the midst of killing, and appreciate the mystery of swordsmanship in Mingsha swordsmanship.

Shen Lingjun also took action. Although his strength had not been completely restored, it was only recovered to 70% to 80%, but it was enough to break the limit of the ordinary Holy Lord Realm.

The Saint King Realms and Holy Lord Realms from the remaining three families joined forces with each other to resist the impact of the Hades army.

With the future body, the three quasi-emperors, Chen Feng and Shen Lingjun as the main force, the pressure they bear has been drastically reduced and they can barely support it.

Kill kill kill!

Chen Feng was completely immersed in the killing. He drew his sword and swung it continuously again and again. The gray light flowed from the Mingsha sword, and the sword light was swallowed up. The death sword intention became more and more concentrated and powerful.

Subconsciously, Chen Feng had activated the devouring power of the God of Creation, constantly devouring the power of the killed Nether Tribe.

The future body struck out with a sword, and not long after, a dozen quasi-emperors of the Nether Clan were all killed. Their bodies fell one after another, and all their power was swallowed up by the divine vessel of creation within Chen Feng's consciousness.

Without the protection of more than a dozen quasi-emperors, the Nether Clan army also became vulnerable.

After all, the three quasi-emperors of the three families are all at their peak, and Chen Feng is also very powerful, comparable to the top three-star quasi-emperor.

Chen Feng slashed out with his sword, and a flash of extremely dark sword light instantly split the void in front of him.

But this sword, which was so powerful that it could seriously injure an ordinary three-star quasi-emperor, suddenly cut into the air. This feeling of cutting in the air with no force suddenly made Chen Feng wake up. When he saw it, there was no one who could stand. They turned into corpses and fell to the ground in a mess. Corpses were scattered all over the place, and blood flowed in rivers. The astonishing power of death dispersed in the air.

Deadly silence and vastness!

Chen Feng stared at the scene of corpses strewn in front of him. A sword intent filled with the charm of death rose and condensed in his body, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

Clang!

The Mingcha Sword in his hand trembled lightly, and the clanging sword sound echoed in all directions. Chen Feng's sword energy undulated like water, surging like a frenzy. Countless gray sword energy grew and condensed out of thin air, spreading in all directions. Waves of enlightenment flashed in Chen Feng's mind, and his eyes Deep in the depths, endless sword light intertwined and then condensed and exploded.

At that moment, the Tianxin-level sword intent seemed to be pushed up and lifted up by an invisible force, breaking the shackles.

Tianxin level limit!

Such a powerful sword intention released an unparalleled and shocking sword power, and instantly defeated the sky covered with death energy, blasting a huge hole connecting the sky and the earth.

"What a strong sword spirit!"

Quasi-Emperor Xuanyuan, Quasi-Emperor Chilie, and Quasi-Emperor Penglan couldn't help but look horrified, extremely shocked.

The true meaning of their own martial arts is only at the perfect level of Tianxin level, and there is still a gap between them and the peak of Tianxin level, let alone the ultimate level of Tianxin level.

Feeling that Chen Feng's sword intent had reached the limit of Tianxin level, the shock in the hearts of the three quasi-emperors was indescribable.

"Tianxin level limit..."

Feeling his extremely powerful sword intent, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, a joy spread from the deepest part of his heart, and a feeling of comfort arose spontaneously throughout his body.

It's wonderful.

It feels like the moon is clearing from the clouds.

"Finally reached..."

Chen Feng poured out his breath, penetrating the space in front of him for thousands of feet like an invisible sword.

A long period of time has passed since Sword Intention reached the peak of Tianxin level. Of course, for most warriors, this period of time is actually very short, so short that sometimes it is not even considered a retreat.

After all, under normal circumstances, the true meaning of martial arts needs to break through from the peak of Tianxin level to the limit. Without decades or even hundreds of years of enlightenment, how can it be improved?

"The limit of body refining, the limit of god refining, the limit of sword intention, only the Qi training has not reached the limit..."

Chen Feng couldn't help but smile.

As long as the Qi training reaches the limit, his cultivation and strength will also reach a limit. At that time, he can prepare to condense the war star and advance to the quasi-emperor.

"My current regular strength..."

As Chen Feng's thoughts turned, he felt that his regular strength should have been greatly improved, and he should be able to surpass the ordinary three-star quasi-emperor, and perhaps he could completely reach the level of the ordinary four-star quasi-emperor.

Although it is said that the further the strength is, the harder it is to improve, and the greater the gap is.

However, the improvement brought by the breakthrough of the sword will from the peak of the Saint Lord Realm to the limit of the Saint Lord Realm is undoubtedly extremely amazing.

The charge of tens of thousands of the Hades army was slaughtered, and no one of the Saint King Realm and Saint Lord Realm of the three families was lost, but many people were injured, but fortunately they were not in danger of life.

"Go!"

"Quick, leave here."

After quickly packing up, everyone set out again and went out of the War Wasteland.

These dozen or so quasi-emperors and tens of thousands of Saint King Realm, Saint Lord Realm Nether Clan, and Death War Clan are now the majority of the Nether Clan in the War Wasteland. The remaining Nether Clan cannot continue to attack, and it will take time to mobilize personnel from the Netherworld.

Figures rushed out of the coverage of the Death Nether Qi and appeared under the blue sky and white clouds. The sun shone on their bodies, as if they were covered with a rosy robe.

A long-lost warm and gentle feeling permeated everyone's body, as if gradually dispelling the haze and coldness on their bodies. It was the light of hope, overflowing on everyone's face. The gloom and panic in their hearts also gradually dissipated at this moment. Even those who were seriously injured felt that the pain in their bodies seemed to have eased a lot.

"Finally out..."

"Out, so good..."

Some people couldn't help laughing, and some couldn't help sobbing.

Because of excitement, because of relief.

"Chen Shaodi, please accept my respect."

Xiang Jia Penglan Quasi-Emperor immediately faced Chen Feng and bowed to the bottom with a solemn expression.

A six-star quasi-emperor, no matter where in the world of Shenhuang, or even in the more powerful demon world and underworld, is a respected and feared existence, and belongs to the first-class strong.

But at this moment, such a strong man is paying great respect to a saint.

This is simply incredible.

You know, even among the major forces, even when facing the young masters of those major forces, a group of quasi-emperors, even if they are one-star quasi-emperors, do not have to pay respect, let alone pay such a great respect.

"Young Emperor Chen, please accept my respect!"

The Xuanyuan Quasi-Emperor of the Shen Family and the Chilie Quasi-Emperor of the Ming Family said at the same time, and then bowed to Chen Feng.

"Three seniors, there is no need to do this."

Chen Feng did not dodge, although his original purpose of coming to the War Wasteland was not to save the three major families, and he had never thought about it before, everything could only be said to be a coincidence of fate, but no matter what, the three major families can survive and leave the War Wasteland, which is indeed related to him.

Chen Feng would not take credit for himself, but he would not pretend to be modest. There was no need for that.

We sword cultivators take what is mine directly. What is mine is mine. What is not mine should not be occupied by force.

When thinking of this, Chen Feng felt that his mind seemed to be more transparent. In the past, his spirit, energy and spirit seemed to have improved.

The improvement of spirit, energy and spirit is uncertain. They are not like the true essence, blood and energy, or even the power of the soul.

The three spirits, energy and spirit basically have one or all of them as long as life is alive. They are innate things, while the cultivation of qi, body and soul is the power obtained and condensed after cultivation. They belong to the acquired nature. The two are closely related.

The improvement of the three cultivations will passively improve the spirit, energy and spirit.

Enlightenment, breaking through obstacles, etc. are also a way to temper and improve the spirit, energy and spirit.

The remaining personnel of the three major families have just exceeded a thousand. Compared with before, the loss is undoubtedly extremely heavy, not even one-thirtieth, but no matter what, the survivors are hope.

Although they have left the Battle Wasteland, they have just left and cannot stay for long.

The three quasi-emperors of the three families spread their thoughts, paying close attention to all the movements around them, and then flew forward with the people of the three families.

Chen Feng's extremely sharp perception instantly noticed something, and he immediately turned around and stared.

A pair of eyes were surrounded by divine light, extremely sharp, staring into the Battle Wasteland as if penetrating all obstacles, and the thick death aura seemed unable to cover it up.

In the dimness, Chen Feng only saw a gray figure flashing by, like a ghost.

"That is..."

Chen Feng's eyes wrinkled slightly, and a ray of cold light lingered in the depths of his pupils.

The feeling of peeping just now disappeared, like an illusion, but Chen Feng could be sure that it was not an illusion, but that there was really someone or something that locked himself in the Battle Wasteland, but at the moment he turned around, it suddenly disappeared.

Chen Feng seemed to have some vague guesses, but when he opened his Creation Eyes, he found nothing.

He retracted his gaze, turned around, and left with the three families.