Chapter 340 Put down the swordsman, kneel down to meet you!
Chapter 340 Put down your weapons and kneel down to pay homage!
As he spoke, he saw the spiritual power surge from the monk's body, and the surrounding air suddenly vibrated violently, pressing towards Li Chunfeng with great force.
Feeling the surging and vast pressure of spiritual power, Li Chunfeng felt that his muscles all over his body were stiff, he had difficulty breathing, and he almost fell to the ground.
A look of horror flashed across his eyes, and a hint of helplessness and resentment rose in his heart.
That monk was actually at the eighth level of Nascent Soul, which was a full five realms higher than himself.
This gap in cultivation is like a natural chasm lying in front of Li Chunfeng, making it impossible for him to cross it.
This was also the main reason why he didn't dare to have a bad word with Ancestor Wan Jian just now.
For a moment, Li Chunfeng didn't know what to do, so he could only frown and look at the monk.
When the monk saw this, a proud smile appeared on his lips.
"How about it?
Now that you know you're scared... Why don't you come over and lead the way?
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"This is too much!"
At this time, Zhu Xuan finally couldn't bear it any longer, her face turned livid, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes, her delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was about to rush forward to fight with the monk in the next second.
"Master, please calm down."
Seeing Zhu Xuan's furious look, Li Chunfeng quickly stepped forward to stop her, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, "Master, you don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to me. I'll try my best to delay it later."
Keeping them alive, the junior wife and junior sister took the opportunity to escape, running as far as possible in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, maybe
If you can meet the master, you can still hope to escape with your life."
"Chunfeng, stop messing around. Even though your husband has arranged a secret formation technique on you, so many of them are much higher in cultivation than you. You are no match for them!"
Zhu Xuan shook her head and persuaded with a worried look on her face.
In her opinion, Li Chunfeng's proposal is certainly the best choice at the moment, but if this happens, Li Chunfeng will undoubtedly die.
She didn't want Li Chunfeng to take risks, let alone die.
Moreover, even if she and Qi Wushuang both possessed the secret formation skills arranged by Xiao Xuan in advance, she did not think they could really escape from the hands of these monks from the Blue Bird Kingdom.
After all, the other party has a powerful person in the Fenshen realm, and its strength is far beyond their imagination.
"Senior Brother Li, Senior Wife can leave, but I will not leave you alone. Although my cultivation time is still short, I can't just watch you die to save me. Today, let us brothers and sisters
If I swear to protect my wife to the death and leave, it can be regarded as repaying Master's kindness!"
Qi Wushuang also took a step forward. His beautiful face was full of perseverance. He stared at Li Chunfeng with bright eyes and spoke word by word.
Li Chunfeng stared at Zhu Xuan and Qi Wushuang, a warm current surged through his heart, and then he said with extremely determined eyes: "You don't have to worry about me. Since I have decided, I will fight to the end, even if I die.
Let these guys stay completely! After all, my reputation as the Immortal-Slaying Sword God is not in vain!"
As he said this, Li Chunfeng did not give Zhu Xuan and the others a chance to persuade him again. He glanced around, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly a powerful sword energy emerged from the whole body, sweeping away like a huge wave, rising into the sky in an instant, and radiating sword light in the sky, blooming like a dazzling sun.
It makes people's eyes sting.
Feeling the fierce sword energy, the people around him and even the ancestor of Wanjian couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
Obviously, this scene surprised everyone.
"Hahaha! Good luck! Finally I don't have to watch your hypocritical performance! Since you are seeking your own death, you can't blame me!"
When the monk saw this, he laughed loudly, with a strong look of ridicule deep in his eyes.
The next moment, the aura on the monk's body suddenly changed. A sword energy that was more powerful and domineering than Li Chunfeng suddenly burst out from his body, roaring wildly between heaven and earth, as if it had transformed into a sword.
It is an ancient beast, fierce, cruel, full of violence and bloodthirsty!
As soon as this terrifying sword energy broke out, everyone around him was amazed and looked at the monk with admiration.
"Tsk tsk, it's true that Qingque Shangguo, who made Long Yan Shangguo lose in the final battle a year ago, can be so powerful by just grabbing someone at random!"
"With a peak level of cultivation at the eighth level of Nascent Soul, and such a fierce sword move, if this boy grows up, he will definitely become a giant in the cultivation world of Qingque Shangguo!"
"Hehe, I quite appreciate the courage and magnanimity of the other Qin monk. However, although his strength is good, compared with the top elites of the Shangguo, he is still far behind. It is estimated that he will not last long.
Beheaded!"
"In any case, this is none of our business. We can't help anyway, so just watch the show quietly!"
A group of people around him were talking about it.
They are all ordinary monks, and their cultivation level is only around the early stage of Nascent Soul. Facing these top monks from Qingque Shangguo, even if they feel that they are too arrogant and domineering, they do not dare to help rashly, for fear of causing trouble.
Feeling this terrifying pressure, Li Chunfeng felt as if his heart was torn apart, as if a huge mountain was pressing hard on his chest, making him almost breathless!
This powerful momentum, far more powerful than him, gave Li Chunfeng a sense of powerless frustration.
However, in front of everyone, Li Chunfeng still forcibly stabilized his mind, tried to keep himself calm, and said to Zhu Xuan and Qi Wushuang behind him: "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chunfeng stepped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet. The ground was immediately shattered by him, leaving a huge footprint on the ground. With the help of that terrifying explosive force, his whole body flew out in an instant.
Behind his back, a dazzling long sword that seemed to contain a galaxy appeared out of thin air. It was the Seven Star Sword that Xiao Xuan had given him before by reuniting seven finger-wrapped soft swords.
As soon as the Seven-Star Sword Master appeared, it buzzed and vibrated, as if he felt the unyieldingness and courage of his master, and immediately emitted a powerful sword intent, as if it was going to tear the sky and destroy the world, making everyone around him feel frightened.
He couldn't help but retreated for fear of being hurt by the sword energy.
The sword energy enveloped Li Chunfeng's entire body, making him seem to be transformed into an unsheathed sword.
"A mid-level divine sword?"
"Hahaha! I didn't expect that you do have a good sword despite your low cultivation level! It came just in time! I reluctantly accepted this sword!"
When the monk at the eighth level of Nascent Soul saw this, a ferocious and greedy look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, his figure swayed, and his whole body suddenly shot out, chasing Li Chunfeng rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the monk had already arrived in front of Li Chunfeng, pointed out, and a blazing sword beam flashed across his fingertips, like a hot meteorite, and hit Li Chunfeng fiercely.
"Haori Yi Sword!"
A solemn look flashed in Li Chunfeng's eyes, and he waved the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and struck forward with a sword.
"One sword can defeat all weapons!"
A low and deep sound, like muffled thunder, resounded across the sky and reached everyone's ears.
Along with this deep voice, I saw that the blazing seven-star swords were about to collide together.
Zheng!!!
But at this moment, a crisp metallic trembling sound suddenly sounded, and the Seven-Star Sword in Li Chunfeng's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if it had encountered some extremely terrifying obstacle, and was shaking uncontrollably.
It kept trembling violently, as if it might collapse at any time.
The monk's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes showed disbelief, and his face showed a look of extreme shock.
His Haori Sword also stayed in mid-air, just a short distance away from colliding with Li Chunfeng's Seven Star Sword, but it could not make any progress no matter what.
This strange situation immediately made everyone around him stunned, with shock on their faces.
"What's happening here?
Why did the two of them suddenly stop fighting?"
"Hold your hands, they are clearly blocked by another force and cannot move forward at all!"
"No way! You can actually block two such terrifying swords! Isn't this too exaggerated?
Could it be that the ancestor of Wanjian intervened to stop it?"
"..."
Everyone couldn't help but start guessing, and their eyes turned to the ancestor Wan Jian who was standing aside, with puzzled expressions on their faces.
Ancestor Wan Jian, who was receiving attention from everyone, looked confused at this time. It was obvious that he was not responsible for this situation.
Just now, when Li Chunfeng and his disciple were about to fight each other, Patriarch Wan Jian noticed a majestic aura coming down.
This breath made Ancestor Wan Jian couldn't help but shiver. He felt that the Nascent Soul and Original God in his body seemed to be suppressed a lot in an instant.
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart. He knew that someone who could release such pressure was definitely not an easy person. At least, he would definitely not be his opponent.
"Who is the great god?"
With doubts, Ancestor Wan Jian turned around and looked.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived. Put down your swords and weapons and kneel down to pay homage!"