Chapter 50: Smashing the Strong Enemy with the Sword in Hand (1)
(The first update is here. In the first few chapters, the black-clad quasi-holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land was named Li instead of Yang, and Lao Liu changed it)
"Wang Yuandao, what do you want to do?"
Chi Xingzi stared at Wang Yuandao and suddenly smiled.
"Is it possible that you still want to fight with me?"
Wang Yuandao glanced at Chi Xingzi, looked at Sect Leader Huntian and Yiqian Elders, and said unhurriedly: "My disciple Chen Feng has not taken action yet. It is too early to admit defeat now."
Chi Xingzi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Nonsense." An elder of the Huntian Sect looked ugly: "Do you want me, the Huntian Sect, to be hit again?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Wang Yuandao stared at the elder and his words were extremely sharp.
"Juejian Peak disciple Chen Feng." Sect leader Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes fell on Chen Feng's face: "You want to take action?"
"Disciple is willing to restore his honor with the sword in his hand." Chen Feng bowed slightly to Tuoba Wuxiang and responded solemnly. Every word seemed to contain astonishing sharpness.
Everyone was stunned.
The three quasi-holy sons of Tianyuan Holy Land were startled at first, and then looked at them with amused eyes.
"Grandstanding!" The elder who just scolded him scolded him again.
"Do your best." Tuoba Wuxiang said.
He agreed, but he didn't think much of Chen Feng.
Chen Feng took a step forward and glanced across the faces of the three quasi-holy sons of Tianyuan Holy Land. His sharp eyes immediately gave the three quasi-holy sons a feeling as if they had been struck by an invisible sword.
"You...who will fight first?" Chen Feng said quietly.
"Two senior brothers, leave it to me." The girl in blue gauze said immediately. Zhao Kuang was about to take a step, but he paused after hearing this.
Having just been defeated by Xiao Xuanwu's fist, the girl in blue felt extremely angry.
I originally thought I could just leave and was very unhappy, but I didn't expect something like this to happen.
Although he couldn't defeat Xiao Xuanwu, defeating another Huntian Sect's eleventh transformation could at least resolve the unhappiness in his heart to a certain extent.
The girl in blue directly inspired the miraculous power of her own bloodline, and a strong aura filled the air. Wisps of frost immediately appeared in the air around her, spreading rapidly, and the temperature dropped at an alarming rate.
Ordinary people would be directly frozen.
The ten transformations of body training will also be obviously affected in the face of this low temperature, and the flow of strength throughout the body will become slower.
The girl in blue attacked with all her strength, her palms covered with a layer of cold blood. Without any hesitation, she flew like a butterfly and kept slapping at Chen Feng. The countless palm shadows seemed to cover Chen Feng's whole body, almost drowning him.
She wanted to defeat Chen Feng with an extremely strong stance.
Because Chi Xingzi had just sent a message to her, letting her know that Chen Feng didn't seem to be an innate supernatural being, but more like a mortal.
How can a mortal person, even if his cultivation level is lucky enough to reach the eleventh transformation of body training, compete with her, a top saint-level miraculous person?
Only worthy of being a loser.
The cold palm shadows covered the sky, and Chen Feng's eyes became extremely sharp.
Draw your sword!
The sound of the sword was melodious and melodious, echoing around. The Liushang Sword was directly covered with a layer of invisible but powerful, domineering and sharp force. It merged with the sharpness of the Liushang Sword, forming a cold light like autumn water flowing on the sword.
"Feng Ying... twenty-four swords!"
A low groan sounded from Chen Feng's mouth, and in an instant, he swung his sword like a fleeting shadow in the wind. In an instant, twenty-four sword shadows shot through the air.
Every sword shadow is condensed with astonishing sharp power, penetrating everything.
Feeling the astonishing power of the sword shadow, the girl in blue couldn't help but condense her eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. Immediately, her palms were filled with light and covered with a layer of ice blue. They were a pair of gloves woven like silk.
Spiritual soldier.
In the battle with Xiao Xuanwu just now, this spirit weapon glove was not used because Xiao Xuanwu did not use spirit weapons either.
Twenty-four sword shadows gathered in an instant and were highly condensed into one sword light.
That sword light was extremely dazzling, its brightness shocked the world, and the sword power that permeated the air was unparalleled. Under the sword light, everything was in vain.
The heavy palms wielded by the girl in blue were immediately defeated.
In the next breath, the sword light dissipated, but the girl in blue flew backwards with a groan. She only felt a stinging pain in her palms. If she didn't have the spirit weapon gloves to defend her, she might have been penetrated and defeated.
"Next."
Chen Feng stood tall with his sword in hand, his sharp eyes sweeping over Zhao Kuang and the young man in black uniform. His voice was plain, but it contained a power that shocked the world.
Shocked!
Everyone's faces showed a look of astonishment.
The most impossible thing they thought happened actually happened, it was almost like an illusion.
Xiao Xuanwu looked at Chen Feng in astonishment, and Ye Yunqi was even more shocked.
Only Wang Yuandao looked calm and confident.
Sect leader Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he glanced at Chen Feng a few more times.
"Wang Yuandao, what kind of magic is this disciple of yours?" Chi Xingzi's eyes were shining like red stars. He stared at Chen Feng, but found that he was still in a mortal body when he looked over. He couldn't help but look at Wang Yuandao and asked.
"Mortal body." Wang Yuandao responded unhurriedly.
Such an answer caused another shock.
My guess and Wang Yuandao's own words are two different concepts.
"Impossible!" Chi Xingzi never believed it.
How could a mere mortal body be comparable to, or even defeat, the top holy-level gods?
"Why is it impossible? Don't forget the one from three thousand years ago..." Wang Yuandao responded with a sneer on his lips.
Wang Yuandao did not continue speaking, but everyone present was silent.
Chen Feng naturally heard the master's words and was a little curious, but this moment was not the time to inquire.
"You really exceeded my expectations." Zhao Kuang laughed wildly and stepped out: "But it doesn't matter, Junior Sister Lan just broke through to the eleventh transformation of the body training, and underestimated you, and was repelled by you just now. Now,
I'm here to help Junior Sister Lan regain her position."
After the words fell, a long knife appeared in Zhao Kuang's hand, the light of the knife was cold and domineering.
His body is filled with innate supernatural powers, and his strength is unreserved.
Taking one step forward, he appeared in front of Chen Feng across more than ten meters as if he had shrunk to an inch. The long sword carried terrifying power and exploded in the air to kill him.
The shocking knife pressure came from the pavement, and the air in front of Chen Feng seemed to be sucked out, almost suffocating.
However, Chen Feng's face did not change at all. He swayed and avoided the explosive slash of the long sword. The flowing sword followed a graceful trajectory and shot through the air.
I have to admit that Zhao Kuang is indeed stronger than the girl in blue.
Or to be more precise, Zhao Kuang's sword skills are even more advanced.
The long sword slashed explosively, and each sword contained extremely tyrannical power. It seemed to be able to split mountains into pieces, chop the air into pieces, and make the surroundings become heavy, constantly pressing against Chen Feng.
Chen Feng's figure is swaying, his footwork and body movements are at his fingertips, elegant and agile.
A sword struck out horizontally.
The swords and knives clashed, bursting out with an astonishing momentum and energy.
As Chen Feng's body swayed, he immediately released the extremely tyrannical force and struck out with the sword again.
Chen Feng's swordsmanship seemed to have no rules. It was easy to pick up, and there was a kind of unconstrained flexibility. This was the level he had reached after he had perfected all the more than a dozen swordsmanships.
Sect Master Huntian, Yi Qian Elders and Chi Xingzi looked surprised.
Such attainments in swordsmanship are naturally nothing in their eyes, and there are loopholes everywhere. But the problem is that they are all strong men at the level of Hedao. They have practiced for at least hundreds of years and have practiced
There are so many martial arts, and their realms and attainments are so superb.
When they were young, let alone Chen Feng's superb swordsmanship, they might not even have even one-tenth of it. How could they not be surprised?
"My disciple has already reached the threshold on the sword path..." Wang Yuandao said secretly, with a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Even he himself, as the most outstanding person in the Huntian Sect today, did not reach this stage until he was twenty years old.
My own disciples were two or three years earlier.
Two or three years is nothing compared to the hundreds or even thousands of lifespans of a strong person, but in many cases, it will determine whether one is fast or slow, strong or weak.
A life of struggle is made up of moments of struggle.
With his superb swordsmanship, Chen Feng gradually suppressed Zhao Kuang.
Although Zhao Kuang possesses top-notch holy-level supernatural powers and is extremely powerful, Chen Feng's ability to reach the fourth level of the Huntian Sword Body is also extraordinary.
With the perfect combination of swordsmanship and body skills, it is not surprising that Zhao Kuang is at a disadvantage.
Being suppressed, anger continued to accumulate in his heart, Zhao Kuang let out an angry roar, the long knife in his hand shined brightly, he held it with both hands, and slashed it down from a high position.