Peerless Martial Soul

Finally, after the vague Chen Feng could not see clearly.

With a snap, this comprehension was directly broken.

Chen Feng felt that something had been broken in his mind.

So immediately, Chen Feng opened his eyes and screamed up to the sky, with clarity in his brain.

The comprehension of the Buddha's Demon Sword is sweeping like a tide, very clear.

Chen Feng has completely understood it.

The next moment, Chen Feng raised his right hand and made a gesture of holding a knife!

Chen Feng now doesn't have a suitable knife on hand. Of course, he can use it with or without a knife.

However, if there is a handy weapon, the power of nature will become even greater.

So Chen Feng stretched out his right hand and stretched it out to his back.

Ji Caixuan was already aware and shouted: "Master, take the knife!"

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the scabbard, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath and flew towards Chen Feng.

The long sword is out of its sheath, and the voice is clear and passionate, like a dragon chanting!

Chen Feng took the long sword in his hand.

Starting with the long sword, Chen Feng instantly felt that the last trace of regret and the last trace of gap were also made up.

In an instant, it became mellow.

In the next moment, Chen Feng looked up to the sky and screamed. The scream was so intense that it could be heard from thousands of miles away.

He leaped into the air, his body turned into a light, and the endless power of the sword poured into the long sword.

On the tip of the long sword, a golden light flashed suddenly.

Then, at this time, endless golden rays of light appeared on Chen Feng's body.

Behind him, there seemed to be a phantom of the Buddha, quietly appearing, secretly proclaiming the Buddha's name.

Then, the phantom image of the Buddha folded his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

The next moment, the Buddha's shadow disappeared suddenly.

The golden light on the surface of Chen Feng's body suddenly increased ten times.

In the end, all this golden light merged into the point of the long sword in Chen Feng's hand.

The beam of light above the tip of the sword kept getting bigger, but in the end it only grew to the size of a fist and no longer grew.

Moreover, the light on its surface is not very strong, on the contrary, it looks a little loose and fluffy.

It's like the fluff of the dandelion, it looks very gentle.

But in fact, it is pure to the extreme, majestic to the extreme, awe-inspiring to the extreme.

Chen Feng is holding a long sword, his body is forward, and the speed seems to be slow, but in fact it is almost to the extreme.

The long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and he shouted sharply: "You, die!"

The golden light of the fist the size of a dandelion flew towards the three swordsmen.

At this moment, the faces of the three swordsmen showed extreme fear, as if they had seen a ghost.

They exclaimed and shouted: "What is this? I feel the boundless power of destruction from inside!"

"Yes, it makes me feel that I am going to die under this trick!"

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could he make such a strong move?"

As soon as the voice fell, the golden ball of light was already flying towards them.

The three of them looked at each other, they all made a weird cry, turned and fled back.

They were so scared by Chen Feng's tyrannical trick that they didn't even have the courage to resist, and they fled.

Chen Feng laughed: "Want to escape? Can you escape?"

The long sword in his hand shook forward fiercely.

Then, the golden ball of light flew out completely, with a boom, after the golden ball of light flew forward about a kilometer, suddenly, the fluffy was gone, and the gentleness was gone.

Instead it is endless domineering and majesty!

There was a loud bang, and the infinite golden thunder sprayed out from above.

In an instant, within a kilometer of a radius, a piece of golden thunder was enveloped.

These golden thunders are very big, very powerful, very majestic, and they are full of unimaginable Buddha power, and they are extremely powerful.

The three swordsmen wanted to escape, but how to escape?

They were instantly enveloped by those golden thunders.

With a loud bang, a golden thunder slashed madly, the swordsman in red robed with a long sword to resist, screaming screamingly in his mouth.

With a crisp sound, the golden thunder struck his long sword.

His extremely sharp long sword was directly shattered.

Then the next moment, three thunderbolts smashed towards him together.

He punched and kicked, trying to resist.

A bolt of thunder hit his arm and directly turned his arm into dust.

The other thunderbolts hit both his legs at the same time, completely extinguishing his legs.

He let out a scream of mad pain, his face twisted, and his face turned into a ball, his eyes showed extreme fear, and he glared at Chen Feng and shouted frantically, "How can you make such a powerful move?"

Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Sorry, I just typed it out!"

As soon as his voice fell, there were countless thunderbolts, frantically surrounding the red-robed swordsman.

Boom boom boom boom, the red robe swordsman disappeared without leaving a trace.

And his two younger brothers were also surrounded by these countless thunders, and only had time to let out two short screams, and they were directly smashed by the thunder.

The next moment, the golden thunder disappeared without a trace.

And those three powerful swordsmen who reached the strength of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor, and were close to the middle stage of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor, were also extinguished and disappeared!

This is the third trick of the Buddha's Demon Slayer: The Thunder Purgatory of the Buddha's Demon Slayer!

The third move of the incomparable Buddha's Demon Sword, directly wiped out these three powerful warriors and turned them into nothing!

Chen Feng slowly returned the sword in his hand.

On the sword body, a puff of blood quietly spilled, and along the ridge of the sword, blood dripped down.

And above the sword body, it was still ski-white without dirt.

Chen Feng blew gently, blowing away the last drop of blood on it.

He turned around, looked at Si Yangcheng with a smile, and said softly: "Are you worthy?"

"Tell me now, are you worthy?"

Si Yangcheng was completely stupid. He stood there and watched all this blankly, without shock or fear, and some were just confused.

He felt as if he had been stunned, and he hadn't recovered at all.

He just stood there and stared at it all, after a long while, he came back to his senses.

He let out a scream: "My three subordinates are dead? My three powerful subordinates who are close to the middle stage of the Nine Star Martial Emperor are dead?"

He let out a scream like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he was completely stunned, completely unable to believe it.

He stood there blankly, and it was a long time before he understood what was going on.

So, the next moment, with a brush, one of his face became pale, and he raised his head to look at Chen Feng, his eyes full of disbelief.