The Peerless Master

"I killed Ling Kong because he bullied my sect and kidnapped my lover! "I didn't want to make you my enemy, but since you've forced your way through, then this battle is a matter of life and death!"

Chen Feng's voice sounded faintly. The next moment, his body, which was standing arrogantly in mid-air, suddenly surged out streams of various energy that were exceptionally domineering, gathering into the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand.

"You also received my strongest attack, Sky Breaking Sword Thrust!"

At this moment, the world was filled with killing intent as an earth-shattering sword energy rose up into the sky!

What kind of strike was that?

That sword strike caused all the cultivators in Qing He City to shudder in fear. Those with weaker cultivations even kicked their legs and fainted.

That sword was like a resplendent, blazing sun. It was as though the scorching sun had vanished from the world, and the only thing remaining was that eye-piercing sword.

That sword was absolutely domineering without a single pair of swords. It lacked the magnificence of sword moves, nor the evolution of sword styles. In fact, even the sharp aura was no more. All that was left was an unstoppable momentum, an attitude of invincibility.

At this moment, time seemed to come to a standstill, and space seemed to solidify.

Everyone looked on helplessly as the two sword lights clashed. An irresistible sense of despair arose in their hearts.

In the sky, not even the sword qi existed. The brilliant sunlight once again parted the clouds and shone down.

Within the sunlight, Chen Feng's aura was a bit unstable. However, his gaze was still fixed on the old man. The domineering aura in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

"Drip —"

"Drip —"

A red line appeared beneath the old man and fell down, painting the ground with beautiful red flowers.

It was a blood vein. Under the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust, the old man was injured in the end. However, no one knew how serious the old man's injuries were.

"Drip —"

"Drip —"

The speed at which the red line fell became faster and faster. Soon, the red line thickened. The flow of traffic also became even faster.

"I, Ling Rui, have cultivated the sword for three thousand years, but never thought that I would still be defeated by you! I will rest in peace even if I die after witnessing your ultimate sword strike! " The old man raised his head and looked at Chen Feng calmly. However, there was no trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Your sword is worthy of my admiration!" Chen Feng said sincerely.

Even though he won easily, who would know of the danger involved? Ling Rui had become one with his sword, and this indeed made Chen Feng exclaim in admiration!

In the next moment, blood veins appeared on his body, and his eyes dimmed.

"Master, how are you?!" Ling Ying shouted in shock as he had a bad premonition.

His Master was dead!

At this moment, what he was thinking in his heart wasn't the pain of his Master's death, but his own safety.

"Hualalala ~ ~ ~"

Ling Rui's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into chunks of flesh that fell to the ground. However, not a single drop of blood spilled out!

The blood had already drained away.

Chen Feng sighed regretfully. If he wasn't an enemy, then based on his obsession with the Dao of the Sword, he could be considered a friend who had forgotten all the years of his life.

Subsequently, he cast his gaze at Ling Ying, who was standing by the side. His cold and fierce gaze caused Ling Ying to tremble in fear.

"Don't kill me!" He shouted in a flustered tone.

Chen Feng was expressionless. "Give me a reason not to kill you!"

Ling Di was driven into a state of panic by Chen Feng's killing intent as he shouted helplessly, "Don't kill me! I'm a direct descendant of the Ling family of Lu Prefecture. If you kill me, the Ling family's anger will not be something you can bear!"

"At that time, your friends, relatives, and even your sect will be implicated by you and will die without a complete corpse!" At this point, Ling Ren seemed to have roared loudly. He had already been scared out of his wits by Chen Feng and had become completely hysterical.

However, he did not notice that when he said that, endless killing intent suddenly exploded out from Chen Feng's eyes.

A dragon has a reverse scale. Touch it and you will die. Chen Feng's reverse scale was what he cared about. If anyone used this to threaten him, they would definitely have to endure Chen Feng's anger!

"Die!" Chen Feng shouted.

A gentle breeze blew past Ling Ran, causing him to look extremely warm. However, no one could imagine the killing intent contained within this gentle breeze.

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"To be able to submerge the sword qi within your body, boy, your understanding of the way of the sword has reached yet another level." In her Sea of Consciousness, the sword spirit's eyes were full of admiration.

Chen Feng's improvement surprised him.

"Your talent isn't good, but your comprehension ability isn't bad at all!" Lu Yi continued to laugh.

In the air, only Chen Feng was left standing. He was like a peerless sword god, making people worship him.

Unconsciously, there were many cultivators below who actually kneeled down and gazed at Chen Feng's figure.

Letting out a long breath, Chen Feng calmed the emptiness in his body and looked at a certain spot in the horizon with a bright gaze. "You've been hiding for so long, you can come out now!"

Just as he finished speaking, an obscure fluctuation appeared in the sky as far as Chen Feng's eyes could see.

Following that, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

"It's you..." Chen Feng looked at this person in surprise.

He had met this person a few months ago. He could be considered to be Chen Feng's benefactor. This person was the Great Sage Tu, the one who had saved Liu Yiyi at Master Ling Kong's territory.

"Brother Tu Sheng, it has been a while since we last met. Your cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds!" Chen Feng smiled as he greeted. Chen Feng remembered that when he first met Tu Sheng, he was only at the Spirit Severing Stage. However, after more than two months, Tu Sheng's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the late stage of the Body Fusion realm. He was just a step away from becoming a half-step into the Divine Tribulation Realm.

"Aren't you the same?" Tu Sheng's complexion did not look too good.

"I wonder why Brother Tu Sheng is here?" Chen Feng could naturally tell that Tu Sheng's attitude was abnormal. The last time he saw Tu Sheng, he was also as cold as ice, but not as cold as he was now. In addition, Chen Feng also found some murderous intent from Tu Sheng.

Slaughter the Sage? He wanted to kill him?

Chen Feng frowned.

"Chen Feng, I came here today to kill you!" Tu Sheng said straightforwardly, "I didn't expect you to be the person I want to kill!"

"Who exactly are you?" Chen Feng frowned. Could it be that he had some sort of relationship with Tu Sheng?

"God dammit, Tu Clan!" Tu Sheng gave a cold snort, but did not attack.

"Who is Tu Huajing?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and asked as if he was pointing something.

"That's my Sixth Uncle!" Tu Sheng said coldly, his killing intent growing stronger and stronger.

Chen Feng smiled. "Then why haven't you killed him?"

Tu Sheng looked at Chen Feng seriously. The killing intent on his body suddenly contracted and disappeared without a trace.

"The current you is too weak. Even if I kill you, it would not be a martial skill." "Don't forget, there are still three months left. Seventh of September, Chen Zhou, Tianyun City. If you don't come, I won't let you off!"