Landing 300 years in advance

There were hundreds of Tianfeng bandits in total, but under the slaughter of the Purple Thunder Sect disciples, only dozens of them were left in a short time.

The Purple Thunder Sect disciples who attacked this time were all fourth-level practitioners.

Especially the leading disciple, who was a new disciple of the Purple Thunder Sect.

Although this person had no way to challenge a higher-level cultivator, he could withstand three or five moves from an ordinary fifth-level cultivator.

The remaining bandits of the Tianfeng Bandits retreated all the way.

Finally, after retreating to the place where Xu Shang was in seclusion, they had no way to retreat and were surrounded by more than a dozen people from the Purple Thunder Sect.

Hissing!

The young man who led the Purple Thunder Sect raised his right hand, and the sword rose like a startled wild goose. With a flick of the sword, it seemed to exceed the distance of space and time, and in the blink of an eye, it shot to the big iron gate guarded by the two Tianfeng bandits.

Everyone was attracted by this sword.

As a disciple of the Purple Thunder Sect, Wu Xuanfeng was very confident in his sword.

Hidden in his sword was lightning cultivated with the secret technique of the Purple Thunder Sect, the Purple Thunder Cang Yuan Technique.

Wherever the sword fell, lightning burst out, not to mention a mere iron gate, even a small mountain peak could be blown up in an instant.

Zizizi!

Suddenly, just as Wu Xuanfeng was waiting for the iron gate to break, he suddenly saw that after his sword light fell on the iron gate, the iron gate actually emitted a faint trace of terrifying aura.

Under the traction of this trace of aura, the impact force contained in his sword light and the lightning inside it were actually pulled out, faintly gathered into a vortex, and disappeared into the iron gate.

How is this possible?

Wu Xuanfeng's pupils shrank, and he stared at the iron gate in front of him with an incredible look.

Creak!

Suddenly, the iron gate shook slightly and opened automatically.

The deep color inside flashed, and two figures, one in front and one behind, walked out of the cave behind one after another.

With a calm, peaceful, and fearless expression.

Among the two people, the one who was slightly behind was unarmed, with an ugly and ferocious appearance, as if his face was disfigured.

The man walking in front had a sword hanging on his waist and looked handsome.

But although this man had a sword, he looked ordinary.

He didn't look like a cultivator at all.

But after walking out of the cave, this man just glanced at the scene and retracted his gaze, as if he didn't take them into consideration at all.

"Who are you?"

Wu Xuanfeng's eyes flashed purple, but he could only find that the ugly man behind him should be the same as him, with a cultivation level of the fourth level peak.

But he couldn't see a single bit of the man walking in front.

Wu Xuanfeng took a deep breath and felt that this mission might be difficult to complete, and even if he was not careful, there might be danger.

The purple light eyes he cultivated could see through the cultivation realm of most practitioners of the same level as him.

At this time, it was ineffective on this person, which immediately gave him a bad premonition.

"Tianfeng Sword, Xu Shang."

Chen Ronghuo put his hand on the sword at his waist and said lightly: "Didn't you come here to find me and eliminate harm for the people?

Now I'm out."

"Are you Xu Shang?"

Wu Xuanfeng's eyes showed solemnity.

According to the information he received, the strength of Tianfeng Sword Xu Shang is indeed not to be underestimated, but he should not be able to sense such a crisis.

Otherwise, he would not have come here with only these few people.

"You... broke through?"

Suddenly, Wu Xuanfeng seemed to think of something, and the hand holding the sword was faintly sweating.

Only Xu Shang was already a fifth-level practitioner, which would make him feel this way.

Chen Ronghuo shook his head.

He glanced at Wu Xuanfeng and others. With the ancient book, he naturally knew that these people were from the Purple Thunder Sect, a sect in the Taichu Empire.

The Purple Thunder Sect is similar to the Saint Tiger Sect where he originally belonged. There are several seventh-level practitioners serving as elders in the sect, and there is also an eighth-level supreme elder in charge.

With his current strength, it is naturally difficult to provoke such a sect.

But there are some things that he will not provoke if he wants to.

At this time, Wu Xuanfeng and others broke into Tianfeng Valley, and he took over Xu Shang's cause and effect. In the future, he will use Xu Shang's identity to act, so there is no reason to ignore it.

Yin!

Thinking of this, Chen Ronghuo suddenly tightened his hands, unsheathed the sword at his waist, and shot a cold light in the void, and then wrapped a breeze, without any signs, he went straight to Wu Xuanfeng in front and slashed.

This sword was elegant and free, like a wisp of wind, attached to the sword body, and then wandered with it.

But everyone's eyes were focused, as if they saw an endless gust of wind.

Chen Ronghuo only slashed one sword.

But this sword light merged with the sky wind, penetrating everywhere, as if everywhere was its world, unstoppable.

"I will only strike with one sword, if you can take it, I will spare your life."

The light words came out of Chen Ronghuo's mouth, and actually spread throughout the field before the sword energy he slashed out.

Hearing Chen Ronghuo's words, Wu Xuanfeng and the people in the field all changed their faces.

Before, Wu Xuanfeng saw Chen Ronghuo shaking his head, and thought that Chen Ronghuo had not broken through to the fifth level.

But he didn't expect that Chen Ronghuo would actually start to fight as soon as he said, like a madman, decisive and frightening.

"Open, open, open..."

Wu Xuanfeng opened his mouth and shouted loudly, like thunder.

The shouts that came out of his mouth turned into endless lightning in front of his eyes.

Wu Xuanfeng was in the lightning, and he struggled to raise his right arm, grabbed the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and slashed at the Tianfeng Sword that Chen Ronghuo slashed at.

Roar, roar, roar...

When he slashed with his sword, all the lightning in front of him was immediately swept away.

Those lightnings stuck to his sword, but were then chopped into pieces by the sword light.

Then those lightnings turned into thumb-sized strange purple thunder beasts in the void.

These thunder beasts roared, spread all over the void, and were unstoppable. They rushed towards Chen Ronghuo and the sword that Chen Ronghuo slashed.

Between heaven and earth, purple light shone, sand and rocks flew, and everything was dark.

However,

Swish,

As Chen Ronghuo's Sky Wind Sword drew a beautiful arc in the void, the countless strange purple thunder beasts that Wu Xuanfeng had worked hard to cut were turned into nothingness in an instant.

It was like a ray of sword energy, clearing away the demons in the world and creating a bright and clear world.

It was so easy that it seemed that those thunder beasts were made of dough.

However, this was not all. After killing those thunder beasts that Wu Xuanfeng had transformed into with lightning, Chen Ronghuo's sword lightly lifted it in mid-air and accelerated to cut towards him.

"No!"

Wu Xuanfeng shouted in fear.

Chen Ronghuo's sword did not show the special power of a fifth-level cultivator.

However, the pure sword energy and the terrifying Sky Wind contained in Chen Ronghuo's sword made him terrified.

However, Chen Ronghuo's sword was too fast.

It was so fast that Wu Xuanfeng had no time to set up more defenses.

He could only block the sword in front of him, and at the same time, he stepped into the void and quickly flew out of Tianfeng Valley, fleeing in a panic.

Swish!

Chen Ronghuo pressed his thumb lightly on the sword in his hand, and the sword light he had cut out immediately turned slightly in the void.

Then, the sword light, with a swish sound, went around Wu Xuanfeng's side.

Immediately, Wu Xuanfeng, the new disciple of the Purple Thunder Sect, who was full of vigor and vitality, felt a slight chill on his neck.

The next moment, the world was spinning, and he knew nothing.