The Peerless Master

"Sir, after watching this show for so long, can you come out now?"

Chen Feng raised his head and looked at the profound depths of the sky as he said coldly.

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, the sky immediately stirred and a thin figure slowly appeared.

"Hahaha, not bad young man. You were actually able to find traces of me. How rare." The thin figure was an old man with a black face. If he had a white face, he would look kind and kind. However, with a black face, he looked a bit out of place.

"Who are you?" Chen Feng frowned and asked coldly.

"I am Wu Feng, the Elder of the Sky and Earth Sect. You should have heard of me!" The dark-faced old man laughed, looking very unrestrained.

"Elder Wu Feng?" Chen Feng's expression finally changed. "You're this Heaven and Earth Sect's commander, Wu Feng?"

Despite Wu Feng's harmless clothes, he was a cold-blooded demon. On the way to Cangzhou, Chen Feng had already understood Wu Feng's story.

In a first-rate sect, Wu Feng killed the ancestor of that sect's grand completion stage by himself and then killed all of the sect's tens of thousands of disciples by himself. He extracted their souls and refined them into his Spirit Weapon, the "soul flag"!

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to know me." Wu Feng laughed heartily. "Young man, I think highly of you. How about you become my disciple?"

"Become your disciple?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said with disdain, "You have been watching for quite a while now, right? To be able to watch helplessly as my men are slaughtered without showing your face, you sure are vicious. If I become the disciple of a devil like you, I'm afraid I won't even know how I'll die in the future. "

"Hur hur, you're thinking too much." Wu Feng was still smiling, but there was no trace of anger on his face. He looked at Chen Feng and continued, "Those who died were useless. If they were dead, then so be it. It just so happens that I can extract their souls and strengthen my soul flag." But as for you, your talent is not bad, and you have quite a few secrets on you, so naturally you can't be compared to trash like them. As long as you hand over all of those trump cards to me, I will naturally view you as a direct disciple and pass on all of my divine arts to you. "

"Hmph, in order to strengthen the soul flag, I didn't mind letting so many of my people die. Can I believe your words?" Chen Feng's face was filled with mockery. "I'm afraid that the day when I hand over my trump card will be the day you kill me."

"Hehehe, since you understand, then be more self-aware! Hurry up and give me all of your secrets, I can let you die easily. If you don't, then watch me take your soul out of your body into my soul flag and enjoy the pain of life! An evil light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes as he revealed his true nature.

"Why don't you take what you want from me yourself?" Chen Feng laughed out loud and activated the sword formation with a loud rumble. As long as the opponent dared to attack him, he would be killed by the sword formation.

"Hehehe, you said it yourself. Come and get it now!" Wu Feng smiled mysteriously. Then, his body moved and actually crossed a distance of a few thousand meters to arrive beside Chen Feng in an instant.

He extended his palm, which was as thin as a ghost's hand, and fiercely grabbed at Chen Feng's throat.

"Sword Formation, strangle him!" Chen Feng bellowed and abruptly stepped on the Thunder Light Steps as his body retreated explosively. At the same time, the sword formation enveloped Wu Feng with a loud bang. Boundless killing power surged into Wu Feng's body.

"Ding ding ding ding — —"

A series of dense sounds rang out as Wu Feng waved his Ghost Claw, easily blocking the sword formation.

"Although this sword formation is mysterious, it is still child's play for me. I can break through it with a casual wave of my hand!" Wu Feng chuckled. He reached out his Ghost Hand and unexpectedly broke through Chen Feng's * * * sword formation like a hot knife through butter, ferociously sending a punch towards Chen Feng.

With a sense of warning in his heart, Chen Feng activated the Thunder Light Steps to its limit.

The ghost hand pierced through Chen Feng's shadow and missed.

"Amazing! This person's cultivation is extremely powerful. He's almost at the peak of the late stage of Divine Tribulation. He's even more powerful than the water in the east!" A sense of crisis suddenly rose in Chen Feng's heart. "I have to be careful today. Otherwise, I might really fall here!"

With but a thought, the Heaven Breaking Sword was already in his hand, and his strength had reached its limit. At this moment, Chen Feng had to be in his best condition to face the enemy.

"Oh wow, he really does have some skills. No wonder killing an early Paragon is as easy as cutting grass. However, the more it is like this, the more I want to know the secret on your body. Today, you're dead for sure! " Wu Feng chuckled coldly. The black light in the ghost hand was even fiercer. There were also a few ghosts entangling with each other faintly. It looked quite terrifying.

"Cut the crap! You want to kill me? You're still a bit off!" Chen Feng shouted coldly again and again. Raising his eyebrows, he dodged the Lightning Steps again and actually took the initiative to charge towards his opponent.

At this moment, only by seizing the initiative would he be able to defeat his opponent.

"Ding ding ding ding — —"

Sounds of metal clashing rang out. In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng and Wu Feng collided thousands of times. It seemed like they were evenly matched.

However, the more it was like this, the deeper Chen Feng's mood sank.

Only he knew that although he had used all of his strength just now, his opponent still seemed to be holding back. If it were not for the fusion of his sword Qi which made up for the difference in level, he might not even have been able to withstand a single blow from his opponent.

"How can I defeat my opponent!" Chen Feng glanced at Liu Yiyi, who was standing below, and a serious look flashed across his eyes.

Bringing them into the Heavenly Pill Immortal Manor, not to mention that he didn't have the time, even if he did, would Wu Feng ignore him? With Wu Feng's interference, he probably didn't even have the chance to get close to the people of the Return of Spring Hall.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly realized that his attack skills were still somewhat dull. It seemed that other than the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust, there was no other way to counter an opponent's attack.

Of course, he still had the Saint Destroyer Formation flag, but to lay down the array flag, he would need at least three breaths of time, and Wu Feng would not give him the chance to do so.

"It looks like only the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust will have the chance. However, if he were to directly use the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust, his opponent would definitely be prepared. "Peak of the late stage of the Grand Master Stage. How fast is my reaction speed? If my opponent were to defend at a critical moment, my strength would be drained and I could only close my eyes and wait for death."

Chen Feng, who was in the middle of thinking, suddenly felt his shoulder sink. Following that, an intense pain came from his shoulder. Focusing his eyes, he saw Wu Feng's Ghost Claw piercing his shoulder. The poison on the Ghost Claw was rapidly spreading to his body.

"Got it!" Injuries, while giving Chen Feng pain, also gave him inspiration, "This time, I'm unfortunate that you are able to evade my Sky Breaking Sword Thrust!"