"Stop it, you bastards!"
Seeing Chen Feng's shocking sword, the old man's heart suddenly panicked.
He roared loudly at the four sword-training elders of the Tiandi Sect.
The four sword-cultivating elders looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth, madly condensed the true energy in their bodies with the flying swords in their hands, and fiercely blocked Chen Feng's sword.
These four swords are the most powerful swords in the lives of these four sword cultivators. They condense the most powerful true energy in their bodies, and also condense the immortal power that they have cultivated for many years.
Under normal circumstances, each of these four swords would be invincible in the same realm. With just one sword, it would be enough to kill a seven-tribulation immortal in seconds.
However, Chen Feng let them see what a true swordsman is!
Under the power of Chen Feng's sword, the defense of the four people was like a shoddy construction, shattered at the slightest touch!
The heavy sword pierced through fiercely, completely breaking the sword power of the four people in an instant.
The bodies of the four people were also smashed away.
The strength of Jiujie Sanxian allowed Chen Feng to kill these four people almost instantly! However, Chen Feng did not do so. Another idea grew in Chen Feng's heart.
Instantly breaking the sword forces of the four sword cultivators, Chen Feng's heavy sword continued to move forward without slowing down, and in a flash he arrived in front of the old man.
The old man's heart was trembling with fear, but his hands did not slow down at all.
He raised the Sky-Splitting Divine Halberd heavily, and cracks in space instantly appeared in front of the old man's eyes.
Space cracks can not only devour physical objects, but also devour energy, just like Chen Feng's sword power.
"Gurgle." The space crack squirmed, accurately covering Chen Feng's sword force and swallowing it into it.
"Haha, Chen Feng, don't think you can kill me just because you are so powerful. No way!" The old man shouted excitedly, but his body was retreating frantically.
"Can't be killed?" Chen Feng squinted his eyes and glanced at the old man: "Take another look!"
Just as he finished speaking, the space in front of the old man suddenly broke open, and a plain and simple sword pierced out from it, pointing directly at the old man's chest.
"What? His sword power has actually come back from another dimension? How is that possible?" The old man shouted in panic. He only had time to turn his body before being completely hit by the heavy sword.
A heavy sword has no edge, but that doesn't mean it's not sharp.
With a "puff", the heavy sword pierced into the old man's left arm. Fortunately, the old man reacted quickly and turned sideways at the critical moment. If he reacted a little slower, the heavy sword would not have pierced his arm, but his heart!
"Sizzle—"
The old man's arm was ruthlessly pierced, and then, under the terrifying power of Chen Feng's sword, the arm suddenly exploded and broke into two pieces!
"Well-"
The old man retreated screaming in pain. The huge crisis stimulated all the old man's potential, making his speed reach an unprecedented speed.
"Chen Feng, I didn't expect that I underestimated you." The old man looked at Chen Feng in horror and said in panic, "I didn't expect that your understanding of the power of space is not inferior to mine. Well, I will let you go today, and we will meet again in the future!"
After saying this, the old man moved his body and instantly appeared several thousand meters away.
Then, there was another flash, and it appeared again several thousand meters away.
It has to be said that teleportation is indeed an extremely practical technique. Whether it is used for attack or escape, it has endless uses.
In just a blink of an eye, the old man was already tens of thousands of meters away. With such a speed, even an ordinary Nine Tribulations Immortal would be helpless.
"Do you still want to escape?" Chen Feng's eyes slightly stern, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If I let you escape today, I will take your surname!"
As he spoke, a ethereal aura suddenly emerged from the heavy sword in Chen Feng's hand. It was pure space power. After absorbing the ghost crystal of the Scorpio Ghost King, Chen Feng's space power had also made great progress.
"Swoosh—" a terrifying scream suddenly swept across the sky.
The heavy sword in Chen Feng's hand had long disappeared, but Chen Feng's gesture was still as if he was about to draw his sword.
"Huh?" The old man from the Tiandi Sect who was teleporting madly suddenly felt something strange behind him, as if a ferocious beast from ancient times was rushing towards him at a rapid speed.
Subconsciously, the old man looked back.
This sight made his soul tremble.
Behind him, a thin sword wrapped in two-colored light was poking out from a space.
"Fuck!" Even though the old man's cultivation was very high, he couldn't help but swear at this moment.
This sword truly made him feel the taste of death.
“Teleport!” the old man yelled frantically, as if he had gone mad: “Teleport!”
As he shouted loudly, his body instantly disappeared into the space, and the next moment, he appeared a thousand meters away.
However, Chen Feng seemed to have already prepared for this move. He just pointed his sword, and the heavy sword that had just poked its head out made a gurgle and disappeared into the alien space again. The next moment, it poked its head out again from behind the old man.
With the added power of space and lightning, the speed of the heavy sword can completely catch up with the old man's teleportation.
“Teleport!”
Seeing the heavy sword appear again, the old man shouted again and his body teleported a thousand meters again.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Chen Feng smiled faintly, pointed his finger again, the heavy sword disappeared again, and then appeared behind the old man again.
Just like this, the man and the sword were playing hide-and-seek, chasing each other non-stop. No matter how the old man teleported away, he could not escape the pursuit of the heavy sword.
Teleportation is a very special technique that consumes a lot of energy. It's okay to teleport once or twice, but teleporting dozens or hundreds of times in a row is too much for even a strong eight-tribulation immortal.
Finally, the panting old man had exhausted all his energy and could no longer teleport again.
"I'm unwilling to give up!" A sad scream came from the depths of the old man's throat, with endless resentment and unwillingness: "If I make a prompt decision..."
"There is no medicine for regret in this world!" Chen Feng smiled coldly and pointed his sword at the same time.
In an instant, the heavy sword directly penetrated the old man's body. Due to its extremely fast speed, the old man didn't even have time to dodge.
The old man's eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't accept the fact that he was dead. However, no matter how he refused to accept it, it still couldn't stop death from approaching.
The old man's body fell and hit the ground heavily, no longer moving.
"You'll suffer the consequences if you do evil!" Chen Feng sighed. The Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal was originally the real backbone of the cultivation world, but now he has become a pawn of the Tiandi Sect to dominate the cultivation world.
"call out-"
"call out-"
"call out-"
"call out-"
The sounds of four sword energies breaking through the air suddenly rang out beside Chen Feng, and it turned out that the four Seven Tribulations Sword Cultivators were fleeing frantically in the direction of their fourth brother.
A hint of mockery flashed across Chen Feng's face, and then he gathered his energy and said, "Come back here! Anyone who dares to run will be killed without mercy!"