Chen Feng held the sword in his hand and looked at the mansion in front of him, with a chill in his eyes.
The whole person's emotion has been adjusted to the extreme. Nothing can affect him now, and the sword in his hand will never become dull due to anything.
Inside the mansion, upon hearing the sound, Zhang Guan's eyes flashed with murderous intent and disdain.
"Come out and die!"
Chen Feng shouted again, turning the hand holding the scabbard slightly and unsheathing the sword.
Two slashing lights flew out, directly smashing the door in front of them into pieces.
"Boy, you are crazy. I admit that I was wrong. I should have killed you at all costs."
"Why, you regret it. It's too late."
Chen Feng snorted coldly and his eyes gradually became darker.
"regret?"
Zhang Guan smiled and slowly approached Chen Feng with his sword, "Do you think you are worthy?"
"I have already reached the middle stage of the heaven level, and you are just a young boy who has just broken through. Why should you fight with me! Ah!"
As the word "dou" came out, the sword in Zhang Guan's hand opened and closed, and he slashed towards Chen Feng.
"This sword also killed a boy who had just entered the heaven-level realm."
In this battlefield, his sword is obviously more advantageous. After all, it is difficult to get started with swords, but once you master the skills, open and close, and add great strength, you can be unstoppable.
I saw Zhang Guan, like a nimble rabbit, taking a few steps forward. The sword in his hand turned into a winding stream of light, and he had slashed several times in a moment.
Every sword has the potential to kill!
Seeing the sword slashing down, Chen Feng calmly dodged a few steps to his side, avoiding the attack like a loach.
"Hmph, take a stab at me if you can!"
Zhang Guan snorted coldly, not surprised by Chen Feng's speed. As long as he breaks through to the heaven level, there will be a qualitative leap in both attack speed and strength.
But fast is only relative. His speed is faster and he can lock Chen Feng's movements.
"Come!"
Chen Feng was not afraid at all, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, staring at Zhang Guan's every move.
"Evil Wind Demon Slayer!"
Zhang Guan shouted and slashed with his sword.
"Second Mountain Splitting Style!"
Chen Feng raised his sword to block.
The swords collided with each other, making a muffled sound and sparks flying out.
The two of them each took a few steps back. Chen Feng glanced at the sword in his hand, and there was already a gap.
"A bit capable, but nothing more. Do you think it's meaningless for me to do so many things?"
"All of this is just an introduction to bring you here."
After speaking, he clapped his hands gently.
Behind him, several warriors appeared instantly.
The auras of these people are not weak, and are only a little weaker than those of the heavenly level.
Five half-step heaven level.
"Boy, you are already surrounded by us."
The five half-step heaven-level people had ferocious expressions on their faces, and they kept pinching each other with their fingers. In an instant, the ground began to shake and shake.
"Wind, fire, thunder, lightning!"
Around Chen Feng, wind blades, flames, thunder and lightning simultaneously surrounded and suppressed Chen Feng.
"Although they are only half-step to the heaven level, the formation they jointly set up makes it difficult even for me to escape."
"I originally thought you would ask Zheng Qingyun for help. These people were planning to hold Zheng Qingyun back. But now it seems that you are indeed a reckless man."
There was a look of disdain in Zhang Guan's eyes, his plan worked.
More than a thousand lives have made Chen Feng lose his mind, and a warrior who has lost his mind is nothing to be afraid of.
Temporarily entangled by wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, Chen Feng didn't panic at all.
"Can this also be called a formation?
Watch me break it with one sword."
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the formation. He lightly jumped on his feet and stabbed the formation's eye with his sword.
This formation is extremely ordinary, and with the low cultivation level of these people, the formation eyes cannot be hidden.
"How is it possible? This is a formation."
Zhang Guan's face changed slightly, and it was too late to stop him.
After all, he had only seen formations like this a few times, but the young man in front of him actually had such a discerning eye.
As soon as the formation's eye was broken, several warriors in the formation spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, losing their combat effectiveness.
"Okay, very good, you are really good, you are really a talent, your talent is very good."
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Guan's eyes, and at the same time there was an unconcealable murderous intent.
The more amazing and beautiful the person is, the more he has to die, otherwise he can't sleep!
Chen Feng didn't say anything, and several flying knives quickly flew out of his hand, completely killing several people.
"Don't worry Zhang Guan, you will be next."
He said slowly, his peripheral vision kept scanning around, and his intuition told him that things were not that simple, and a strong sense of crisis still enveloped him.
Moreover, it is not the sense of oppression brought by the crown.
"Really, you think I only have a few people?"
There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of Zhang Guan's mouth, and he raised his head and glanced into the distance.
He continued: "Even if you defeat me, do you dare to kill me?"
"My father is an innate strong man. Once he comes out, the whole heaven and earth of China will be turned upside down. The Martial Alliance is just an ant worshiping my father."
He spoke in an understatement, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "If your father is really so powerful, why didn't he just come over and kill me instead of letting you come over and die?"
"I guess there should be some kind of restrictions."
The innate realm should be equivalent to the foundation-building realm in the world of cultivation. It can fly in the air and can fly from the southern part of China to the northernmost part in half a day.
Flying at full power can even take only three hours.
Therefore, Chen Feng guessed that there should be some kind of restrictions that prevented people from Guwu from entering and exiting at will.
Zhang Guan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the whistle of bullets continued to amplify in my ears.
Chen Feng's pupils shrank slightly and he suddenly turned back to stare in the direction of the bullet. His reaction was already very quick.
The bullet passed right by the heart and hit the left shoulder.
"You fell into a trap. This bullet is specially made to deal with high-level warriors. The stronger your cultivation level, the more damage you will receive."
"One of these bullets costs hundreds of millions of dollars to make. If you die in my hands, you are not unjust. You can actually play all my trump cards."
Zhang Guan burst out laughing, his long-term gloominess finally being vented.
There was another gunshot, and bullets struck again.
Chen Feng also used this to locate a figure on the building five hundred meters away.
"What, you still want to kill him?
Is it possible? I'm here and you can't leave."
"Eat me with a knife!"
Take advantage of the enemy's weakness and launch an attack instantly.
Zhang Guan's speed is extremely fast, and he can reach a distance of more than ten steps in the blink of an eye.
Chen Feng's heart moved, and he controlled the speed of his flying sword to rush towards the blocker five hundred meters away.
"kill!"
Dual-purpose, controlling the flying sword to kill enemies and dealing with Zhang Guan at the same time.
A moment later, the sniper, who was about to pull the trigger for the third time, kept his head resting on his arm. He felt a chill on his neck and touched his neck with his hand.
His neck was like a kite with its string broken, and it separated instantly. His eyes were full of panic.
"Flying sword, kill him!"
Chen Feng let out a light drink, and at the same time his true energy surged, releasing all his true energy into the sword.
Cut it down with one sword.
"Second Mountain Splitting Style!"
Zhang Guan had a ferocious smile on his face, "If you fight me with a sword, you will be dead, and my sword will be broken into pieces!"
The swords collided again, and this time, the swords shattered.
The sword and Chen Feng's head were getting closer and closer. When the distance from Chen Feng's head was only 0.01 centimeters, a sword light flew past.
Zhang Guan turned around in disbelief and looked at the flying sword hovering beside him.