Chapter 334 Portrait of the Patriarch Sword Emperor
"Fellow Taoist, is he a sword cultivator from the Xuanhuang Realm?"
Sun Lianhong, the great elder of the Tianzhu Sword Sect, who was tall and tall with white hair and beard and a tired face, stared at Chen Feng and asked in a deep voice.
The Qi of a person who has achieved a small degree of success in the Hedao realm is swaying and filling the air.
It seemed that as long as Chen Feng showed something wrong, he would immediately trigger his attack. Not only that, the eyes of the second elder who looked like Vincent on the other side were also flashing with cold light. The third elder, who was dressed in white and still had an elegant look, looked indifferent, but he also stared at Chen Feng.
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This place is the secret place of Tianzhan Sword Sect.
It is a place where the sword cultivators of Burial Swordsman can survive, and no accidents are allowed.
"No." Chen Feng didn't pay attention to the other party's vigilant look. This was normal: "I come from the Chen family in the middle of the Spiritual Wasteland."
After hearing Chen Feng's words and carefully observing Chen Feng's expression, the three elders secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Chen family from China, is that the Chen family from the Heavenly Emperor family?" the second elder asked.
"good."
Chen Feng's answer immediately made the second elder look happy.
"It is rumored that one of the eldest sons of Burial Jianyuan once went to the Spiritual Wasteland for training, but he was destroyed by the Chen family in the Middle Earth. Many Hedao realm and quasi-sages even died, and even a strong man from the Heavenly Saint realm died.
, I don’t know if it’s true?” The second elder seemed to be a little excited and said.
He is usually responsible for collecting information from the outside world, and occasionally heard about this matter.
"good."
Chen Feng's answer immediately shocked the three elders, and then they further relaxed their vigilance.
People from the Chen family in the Spiritual Desolate Realm also killed the sword cultivator of Burial Jianyuan, which had nothing to do with Burial Jianyuan at all.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm really sorry, we have to be wary of all strangers..." the great elder explained. Chen Feng expressed his understanding and immediately asked for more information.
The most important thing is that Chen Feng is very curious about this Sky-Destroying Sword Sect.
After all, it is too similar to his own Sky-Destroying Kendo.
"The name of our ancestor of the Heaven-Severing Sword Sect is the Heaven-Severing Sword Emperor, and the inheritance left behind is the Heaven-Severing Sword Sutra, but... it has been lost..." Great Elder Sun Lianhong sighed.
"What a shame, if it hadn't been for the loss of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Sutra, we wouldn't be in such a miserable state." The second elder said angrily.
Having lost the sect's greatest inheritance, his strength has been slowly improving. Even if he has improved, it is relatively ordinary, and it is difficult to compete with the sword cultivator of Zhan Jianyuan.
"We lost our sect, lost our inheritance, and hid here and there. We finally found this place to hide, but it was difficult to improve due to lack of resources." The third elder also sighed: "Now, the entire sect has left behind
My only property is the portrait of the founder of the sect."
"I wonder if I can pay my respects to the portrait of your ancestor?"
Chen Feng had a thought and after a slight pause, he made the request purely out of curiosity. Of course, he also had admiration for the senior swordsman.
Any senior who has made astonishing achievements in the art of swordsmanship is like a pioneer, a forerunner, and deserves to be respected by future generations.
"this……"
The three elders were slightly startled, not expecting that Chen Feng would make such a request.
A portrait of the ancestor was not a treasure, but just a symbol, so it was taken away by them. However, it was not suitable for someone who was not a member of the Tianzhan Sword Sect.
The three elders made eye contact.
"Fellow Taoist, it stands to reason that the portrait of our ancestor is not a treasure, but it is not visible to outsiders. However, you saved the disciples of our sect and are kind to our Tianzhu Sword Sect, so you can make an exception." Sun Lianhong said immediately.
"Thank you."
The three elders took Chen Feng to an underground cave, which was a place dedicated to enshrining the portraits of the ancestors.
Chen Feng's eyes were instantly attracted by a hanging portrait.
In the portrait, there is an endless blue sky with white clouds filling the sky. It is vast and vast. A figure with a sword in a blue gown stands under the endless sky. His body is slender and tall. He raises his head and stares at the sky. His face is blurred, except for a pair of eyes.
The eyes are extremely sharp, piercing through everything like the edge of a sword.
As the only three remaining elders of the Tianzhan Sword Sect said, it is indeed just a portrait.
However, Chen Feng stared at the portrait, his eyes focused.
Unconsciously, the sky-cutting sword intent took the initiative and spread out. The astonishing sword intent immediately made the three elders feel frightened.
I feel ashamed to say it.
Since the fall of the Sky-Slashing Sword Sect, the top combatants of the sect have died in battle and been hunted.
Nowadays, the three elders are still among the tallest among the short ones. In addition, they lack inheritance, resources, etc., and worry about all kinds of things all day long, so they cannot practice well at all. So now, although they are in the Hedao realm,
What he has mastered is just ordinary sword intent.
As for the other disciples, there are naturally some geniuses among them.
However, due to the lack of inheritance and resources, improvement is slow. Likewise, no one has mastered the Dao-level swordsmanship.
There are very few people who can master the Dao-level sword intent before the Hedao realm. Everyone is a true swordsman genius. Even to master the Dao-level sword intent at the Hedao realm, one must have considerable talent.
At this moment, feeling Chen Feng's sword intent, the three elders were stunned.
Entering the Tao-level Sword Intent!
As for Chen Feng's cultivation level, they didn't know it clearly, but they subconsciously thought it was at the Hedao level.
After all, according to Han Yuying, Chen Feng killed three Hedao realm sword cultivators from Burial Sword Abyss with one sword. His cultivation level was at least Hedao realm Xiaocheng or even higher, and he did not think of entering the Dao level swordsmanship.
Moreover, Chen Feng's Dao-level sword intent exuded an astonishing power that could cut the heavens and the earth.
This feeling was very familiar to the three elders.
Because they've felt it before.
Sky-cutting sword intent!
That is the Heaven-Destroying Sword Intention inherited from the Heaven-Destroying Sword Sect.
The three of them were immediately stunned.
How can a sword cultivator who is not from the Heaven-Severing Sword Sect master the Heaven-Severing Sword Intent?
At this moment, they were all confused.
But Chen Feng was completely unaware of the extremely shocking emotions of the three elders of the Tianzhan Sword Sect. He only felt that the portrait in front of him seemed to be floating, as if it was constantly magnifying in front of his eyes, and finally, it covered everything and turned into a world.
The sky is endless and the white clouds are vast.
Chen Feng was in the middle of this world, and he was filled with great pride. He couldn't help but let out a long roar, which resounded through the heaven and earth and shook the sky.
A sky-cutting sword intent was released unbridled and soared into the sky, making the world seem unbearable.
Small cracks suddenly appeared all over Chen Feng's body.
"Junior, are you a disciple of my Heaven-Destroying Sword Sect?"
A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from the nine heavens, and seemed to penetrate through the eternity of time and space.
Chen Feng raised his head and stared away. His eyes couldn't help but widen, but his pupils shrank in an instant. Indescribable shock surged out from deep in his heart like a torrent that broke a dam.
I saw... the vast sky suddenly cracked, and the crack seemed to split the entire sky into two.
Within the astonishing crack in the sky, endless blue glow surged out like a torrent bursting through a bank.
Every ray of rays of light is magnificent and magnificent, with a psychedelic color that dazzles people. At the same time, it also contains the ultimate sword power, a terrifying sword power that seems to be able to cut off everything.
Under the power of that sword, all living things in the world... were killed.
Immediately, under the endless blue sword light, a figure slowly fell from the vast crack in the sky.
It was a tall figure wearing a blue gown and carrying a sword.