After the breakthrough, Chen Feng has not officially opened the second level.
Now, before the war begins, I just have time to see what good things are on the second floor.
Lifting the restriction is not the first time for Chen Feng, but it is still a bit difficult. After all, the restriction is too mysterious, even more mysterious than the formation.
The formation only needs to find the formation eye to break the formation, but the restriction is composed of countless laws.
This kind of law is not something he can understand now, and can only be deciphered by relying on inherited experience.
"There are three restrictions on the second level. Open the first one first."
Chen Feng glanced at the restriction and quickly began to crack it.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the restriction was broken and his true appearance was revealed.
In the secret room, there is only a small box.
The box was made of some unknown metal and was covered with dust, but it had not been corroded by time.
When I opened it, I saw that there was only the prototype of a sword.
"The spiritual sword made of the remaining copper from the first mountain of the Xuanyuan Sword can be refined into the body and become the Flying Sword after taking possession of it."
There was a brief message in his mind, which shocked Chen Feng's heart.
"The flying sword is actually a flying sword."
His eyes were so hot that they turned out to be flying swords.
Judging from the information, this sword is only a prototype and does not even have a blade.
But a flying sword is a flying sword. In addition to being able to fly, it can also behead enemies thousands of miles away.
What's more, this is a spiritual sword made of the remaining copper from the first mountain of the Xuanyuan Sword made by Huangdi. It has been blessed by countless gods and immortals in the ancient heaven.
"This sword can also swallow other spiritual swords. The better the quality and level of the sword, the faster the sword body can appear."
When he noticed this news, Chen Feng frowned immediately.
You must know that there are not many famous swords in the entire Chinese history that can leave a name.
And what this flying sword needs to devour must be a high-level sword spirit.
"No matter what, let's refine it first. Even if there is only a little bit of sword body, it can still help me kill the enemy."
"I wonder if I can fly with a sword."
Thinking of this, Chen Feng's eyes showed a hint of expectation.
As a modern person, I also have a desire to fly.
He took out a drop of blood essence and dripped it onto Feijian's body. He pinched it with his fingers continuously, releasing one stream after another of true energy that attached to Feijian's body.
As the essence and blood flowed in, the flying sword made a roaring sound.
The body of the Feijian was shrouded in a faint light, and the initial stage went very smoothly.
As the refining process progressed, it became more and more difficult in the later stages, and Chen Feng gradually became unable to bear the true energy in his body.
Moreover, Feijian also rejected his true energy.
"So what about the ancient divine sword? Since it is in my divine refining cauldron, you should surrender."
Chen Feng's eyes turned red.
This was the first time he encountered such a thing. After a brief panic, he immediately calmed down.
He took out the spiritual stone that had not yet been consumed and quickly began to absorb it.
As the true energy was injected again, Feijian's sense of resistance became stronger and stronger.
"Press me!"
The true energy surged crazily and was roughly injected into the sword body, causing the flying sword to become slightly out of control.
"Damn it, if I don't believe you, you won't surrender. Come out to Xiantu and suppress it. If you don't want to recognize the master, you have to recognize it."
Chen Feng quickly summoned Xiantu from his body. Since ordinary methods couldn't work, he would use tough methods.
The Immortal Picture is the most precious treasure of the ancient heaven, so it is no problem to suppress a small flying sword.
As the Immortal Diagram slowly unfolded, Feijian, who was about to take action, actually stopped resisting.
Like a little girl who had her clothes stripped off, she was flying slowly beside Chen Feng, and she was so well-behaved.
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng was speechless.
"Spineless guy."
Chen Feng rolled his eyes and calmed down.
With just a thought, the flying sword immediately flew into his hand.
"Small."
Feijian quickly became smaller, and now Feijian has completely recognized its owner.
The Immortal Picture shook slightly and sucked the flying sword into its body, becoming a part of the scroll.
"Damn it, don't eat it, I'm going to kill the enemy."
Chen Feng was stunned, this guy would eat everything.
However, as his thoughts moved, the flying sword quickly flew out from the immortal map.
After entering the Immortal Map, Feijian's aura was slightly different, as if it had been upgraded.
His methods were not enough to kill Zhang Guan, after all, the opponent was a veteran heaven-level master.
He has just consolidated his realm now, and the opponent's methods must be endless, so the chance of winning will not be too great.
Now with the flying sword, everything will be different. If the flying sword suddenly attacks, any warrior will be unable to guard against it.
Half an hour later, Chen Feng recovered his cultivation and quickly headed to Zhang's house.
Killing should be done as early as possible, especially if there is a father with an innate realm behind the other person, so it is not advisable to delay.
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Zhang family.
"Master, according to your instructions, all the servants, nannies, etc. have been paid ten times the salary."
Zhang Guan nodded lightly and looked back at the old man, with a hint of softness in his eyes.
"Grandpa, where are we going?"
asked a young child.
If Chen Feng were here, he would definitely know that this child is the child he taught before.
"Don't say anything. Do you want to go with the housekeeper to a distant place to meet your great-grandfather to practice martial arts?"
Zhang Guan's eyes were gentle.
"Why are you looking for Grandpa? Grandpa, aren't your kung fu very powerful?
I want to learn martial arts from you."
Zhang Buyan looked at his grandfather with a puzzled expression.
"Someone wants to cause trouble for grandpa. Grandpa wants to deal with him. If you are here, you will be easily injured."
Zhang Guan smiled.
"Then grandpa, will you die?"
Zhang Buyan looked worried.
Zhang Guan laughed heartily, his eyes filled with scorn and arrogance, "Don't worry, I won't die. He doesn't have the strength."
"Take him away."
After saying that, Zhang Guan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The servants and bodyguards of the family were all relieved. After all, they had served the Zhang family for many years, so he was not polite and gave him plenty of money.
Naturally, he would not think that he would lose, but he was worried that after Chen Feng's defeat, he would jump over the wall and threaten his family. Nothing would happen to his only grandson.
Therefore, the grandson was sent away.
"Master of the house."
The butler's eyes were red and he knelt in front of Zhang Guan.
"Let's go, people will be here soon."
Zhang Guan waved his hand and urged.
"Grandpa, you must kill that man and avenge my father."
Zhang Buyan said loudly.
Zhang Guan waved his hand.
This grandson is the son of Zhang Tianhua. When he was young, he fell in love and made the girl's belly bigger, so he forced the girl to give birth to him.
He still remembered that the little girl was only fifteen years old, and she was pretty, but she was a little girl with no background. He didn't like her, so he sent someone to kill her after she gave birth to her grandson.
As for the son's marriage, he naturally wants to marry a girl who can help the Zhang family.
But now that the white-headed man is sending the black-haired man away, everything has become a fantasy.
"He should be here by now. He will like the gift I gave him very much."
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Guan's mouth.
Naturally, that box of blood ears was given to Chen Feng on purpose by him, with the purpose of irritating him and making him lose his mind.
A warrior who loses his mind is easier to kill.
As long as Chen Feng couldn't control himself and came to kill him, it would be self-defense if he killed the opponent. The Martial Alliance would not blame him.
At the door of Zhang's house, a man in black clothes stopped in front of Zhang's house.
"Zhang Guan, come out and die!"
Right here, a sound like thunder exploded, echoing throughout the Zhang family.