"I killed Lingkong just because he bullied my sect and kidnapped my lover. I didn't want to be your enemy. Since you are so aggressive, then this battle is about life and death."
Chen Feng's voice sounded faintly, and the next moment, his body standing proudly in the air suddenly surged out with overwhelming energy of various colors, converging into the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand.
"You also receive my most powerful blow, my sky-shattering sword,"
At this moment, the world was filled with murder, and a shocking sword energy rose into the sky.
What kind of sword is that.
That sword made all the monks in Qinghe City feel palpitations. The weak ones even kicked their legs and fainted.
That sword was like a bright scorching sun. It seemed that there was no scorching sun in the sky between heaven and earth, only this shocking sword that pierced people's eyes remained.
That sword was unparalleled. It had no gorgeous sword moves, no evolution of routines, and even the sharpness no longer existed. What was left was only an indomitable momentum and an invincible attitude.
At this moment, time seems to stand still and space seems to condense.
Everyone watched helplessly as the two sword lights touched each other, feeling an irresistible feeling of despair in their hearts.
There was no sound, and the sword light was extinguished.
In the sky, even the sword energy no longer existed, and the bright sunshine once again pushed aside the clouds and shone down.
In the sunshine, Chen Feng's aura was a little vague, but his eyes were still looking at the old man with sternness, and the domineering momentum in his eyes remained unabated.
"Tick tock,,"
"Tick tock,,"
A red line appeared under the old man's body, falling downwards, painting the falling earth with delicate red flowers.
It was a blood line. Under the sword that broke the sky, the old man was still injured after all, but no one knew how serious the old man's injuries were.
"Tick tock,,"
"Tick tock,,"
The red line fell faster and faster, becoming more and more urgent. Soon, the red line became thicker and the flow rate became faster.
"I, Ling Rui, have been practicing swordsmanship for three thousand years, but I didn't expect that I would still be defeated by you. After witnessing your domineering sword, I will die in peace." The old man raised his head and looked at Chen Feng calmly, but there was something in his eyes. There is no sign of reluctance.
"I also admire your sword," Chen Feng said sincerely.
Even though it was easy for him to win, who knew how dangerous it was? Ling Rui's combination of sword and man really made Chen Feng admire him at this moment.
"Haha, I'm still not as good as you after all..." Ling Rui sighed, his words full of regret.
The next moment, lines of blood suddenly appeared on his body, and the male's eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Master, how are you?" Ling Ren shouted in horror, with a bad feeling in his heart.
His master is dead.
Then what should he do
At this moment, what he was thinking about was not the pain of his master's death, but the concern for his own safety.
"Wow,"
Ling Rui's body suddenly shattered into pieces and fell into pieces, but no blood was spilled.
The blood has been drained.
Chen Feng sighed regretfully. If he were not an enemy, with this man's dedication to the way of swordsmanship, he could be regarded as an old friend.
Then, he cast his gaze on Ling Ren beside him, and his cold and stern gaze made Ling Ren tremble with fear.
"Don't kill me," he shouted hurriedly, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
Chen Feng said expressionlessly: "Give me a reason not to kill you."
Ling Ren was driven into panic by Chen Feng's murderous intention, and he yelled at a loss: "Don't kill me, I am a direct descendant of the Ling family in Luzhou. If you kill me, the anger of the Ling family will not be something you can bear."
"When the time comes, your friends, relatives, and even the sect will all be implicated by you, and no one will die," Ling Ren almost yelled when he said this. He was frightened by Chen Feng and became completely hysterical.
However, he did not see that when he said this, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly burst into endless murderous intent.
Dragons have reverse scales, and those who touch them will die. Chen Feng's reverse scales are those he cares about. Anyone who uses these to threaten him will definitely bear Chen Feng's wrath.
"Death," Chen Feng shouted softly.
The breeze blew up and blew past Ling Ren. It looked so warm, but who could have imagined how strong the murderous intention was in this breeze.
"Ah," Ling Ren screamed. The next moment, he was smashed into pieces by the boundless sword energy contained in the breeze, leaving no bones.
"By hiding the sword energy in the invisible, you boy, your understanding of the sword has reached a new level." In the sea of consciousness, the eyes of Sword Spirit Green Clothes were full of admiration.
Chen Feng's progress surprised him a little.
"I learned something from the battle just now," Chen Feng said calmly, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
"You don't have very good qualifications, but your understanding is pretty good," Lu Yi still laughed.
In mid-air, only Chen Feng was left standing, like a peerless sword god, making people worship him.
Involuntarily, many monks below actually knelt down and looked at Chen Feng's figure.
After taking a long breath and calming down the emptiness of the true energy in his body, Chen Feng looked at a certain place on the horizon with bright eyes: "You have been hiding for so long, you can come out now,"
As soon as he finished speaking, a vague fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky where Chen Feng looked.
Then, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.
"It's you..." Chen Feng looked at this person in surprise.
He had met this person a few months ago. After all, this person was Chen Feng's benefactor. This person was the Tusheng who saved Liu Yiyi in Master Lingkong's territory.
"Brother Tu Sheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have made great progress in your cultivation," Chen Feng greeted with a smile. Chen Feng remembered that when he first met Tu Sheng, he had just entered the distraction period, but after not seeing him for more than two months, Tu Sheng His cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the late stage of integration in one fell swoop, and he is only one step away from being able to cross the tribulation in half a step.
"Aren't you the same," Tu Sheng looked unhappy.
"I wonder if Brother Tu Sheng is here for something," Chen Feng naturally saw the abnormal attitude of Tu Sheng. The last time he saw Tu Sheng, although he was also cold, he was not as cold as he is now. Moreover, Chen Feng also learned from Tu Sheng. Some murderous intent was detected in Sheng.
Tu Sheng wants to kill him.
Chen Feng frowned.
"Chen Feng, I came here today to kill you," Tu Sheng said simply, "I didn't expect you to be the person I wanted to kill."
"Who are you?" Chen Feng frowned. Could it be that he has some connection with Tu Sheng
"God damn it, Tu family," Tu Sheng shouted coldly, but did not take action.
"Who are you, Tu Zhenxing?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and asked pointedly.
"That's my sixth uncle," Tu Sheng said coldly, his murderous intention getting stronger and stronger.
Chen Feng smiled: "Then why don't you kill me?"
Tu Sheng looked at Chen Feng seriously, and the killing intent in his body suddenly shrank and disappeared in an instant.
"You are too weak now. Even if I kill you, you won't be able to win." Tu Sheng turned around coldly and shot into the distance. Only one sentence floated over: "Don't forget, there are still more than three months, nine months." On the seventh day of the lunar month, Chenzhou Tianyun City, if you don’t come, I won’t let you go,”
ps: flowers, tickets, begging.